I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

A peaceful life is the ultimate pursuit of the fisherman.

Having said that, Kobayakawa Yuakane is really a considerate and elegant young lady.

Not only did she not blame him, but she put the responsibility on herself first. If she liked him, she would only hide it in her heart and wait with her as silently as a moisturizer.

It was great that he could meet such a simple, pure, beautiful and kind-hearted senior.

After looking at Wuma Xingjin who was relaxing, Yuan Qingxue came to a conclusion:

"You actually have the attributes of the philanthropy faction. If you are not satisfied with Yoko Kawaki, do you still want to accept me and Arakawa-san?"

"Where does this come from?"

[Friends, dreams, Minister Minamoto Seyuki, Arakawa Kotoyuki, you can’t give them to me here]

"As a member of the Literature Club, I'm not allowed to have any inappropriate thoughts about the Minister."

"Doesn't the minister realize that he's cute when he says that?"

If you are going to suffer, speak your mind!

Yuan Qingxue, who was walking in front, stopped, turned around with the hardcover book in his arms, and exuded an aura of 'taken for granted':

"Has your eyesight returned to normal now, Wuma-san? I was once worried that you might fall into the sewers that were under construction while walking at night."

"This obvious fact need not be repeated in the future."

"And stay away from me, you smell bad."

"Just like a toad soaked in formalin."

Because he hadn't taken a shower and was sweating all over, Wu Ma Xingjin smelled it subconsciously, but there was obviously no strange smell at all.

If I have to say it, it may have a little more body fragrance of Yoko Kawaki.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the pony-tailed bodyguard lady standing at the door returned to the house. After saying those shameful words, she did not dare to approach Wuma Xingjin again.

It was a pity that Yuan Qingxue was wearing a long skirt, and only her hair was messed up by the wind.

Boom!

A few blue-white arcs flashed in the dark clouds, the sky in the distance flickered, and then heavy rain poured down.

Yuan Qingxue's thin body shook and she almost lost her footing and fell down the steps.

Wuma Xingjin quickly grabbed her and prevented her from falling.

The latter bumped into his arms and pushed him away almost immediately.Unfortunately, I was too weak and the hardcover book in my hand fell to the ground. It was wet by the heavy rain and the cover was stained with mud.

"Is the minister afraid of thunder?"

"The ancients said: Thunder is bound to change with strong winds, but you are not afraid? What you are afraid of is not the thunder, but the possible lightning strikes during thunderstorms."

The body in his arms was too gentle, and the elegant fragrance of camellia was refreshing. He could feel her body temperature directly through the school uniform, and his long eyelashes could be counted one by one. Wuma Xingjin hurriedly let go of her.

Facts have proved that it is the right thing to let go before you are scolded.

Yuan Qingxue straightened her clothes, her expression became colder, and she kicked his calf:

"If you hold me for a little longer, you'll be eating in jail soon."

It didn't hurt at all when being kicked by the minister's feet wearing round-toed shoes. Wuma Xingjin could even see a section of snow-white exposed on his slender calves wrapped in mid-calf socks.

Speaking of which, this is the first time I have had physical contact with Minister Yuan Qingxue since joining the ministry and shaking hands.

The mood when I hold the minister is different from when I am with Kawaki Yoko.

"It's really strange, why does it still rain in late autumn?"

"There's nothing surprising. This is probably the last rain of autumn."

"Yeah, it's the last rain."

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Thanks to 'Yuan Jiu Jing' and 'Kan Jun Xi Shi Huang Huang' for voting for the monthly reward!

Chapter 60 When will it be my turn?

Yuan Qingxue picked up the hardcover book distressedly, and found that the pages were stuck together, and the dense handwriting on the record was smudged, making it completely unusable.

The notes I took were a trivial matter. I could use my photographic memory to write them verbatim into a new notebook at any time.

But she had been shopping for a hardcover book in a department store for a long time, and accidentally found it on an unused shelf somewhere. In the days after buying it, she couldn't even bear to buy the red bean bread.

After meeting Arakawa Kotoyuki, it was not only him who changed, but also Minister Minamoto Kiyuki.

When we first met, I thought she was a beautiful girl with facial paralysis who had an emotional disorder.

It was now possible to see emotion on her face, albeit only a little.

"I thought the minister would do some higher-paying jobs, such as the financial industry."

Thinking of Yuan Qingxue's super high IQ and ability to foresee the unknown, Wu Ma Xingjin felt that she could show off her talent in trading.

"After all, the money comes in pretty quickly."

Yuan Qingxue tied up her long hair that was blown by the wind, and moved slightly closer to the back of Wuma Xingjin who was standing in front of her to shield her from the wind.

"So where does the money come from?"

"The stock market, of course."

“Where does the money come from in the stock market?”

Wuma Xingjin seemed to understand what she wanted to say.

"They cannot enjoy the fruits of their own creation, but they have to be squeezed out of the last bit of value by those who set the rules of the game."

"Being seduced by the lucky ones who regarded each case as a case, I entered the game with a gambler's mentality. All the chips I had accumulated over the years were lost overnight."

"Everyone can get what they want, even fairy tales don't have such a happy ending."

"Human beings are vehicles of desire, I want him, I want her, I want it."

"Even if you get everything, you can't fill the gap eaten by desire, and you will eventually meet your end driven by desire."

Yuan Qingxue suddenly stopped and poked his lower back with her smartphone.Wuma Xingjin felt itchy, turned around and touched her waist, looking at her little face that was a little more serious than usual.

"what happened?"

"Student Wu Ma, you have to understand that those upper-class guys will not have the slightest pity for people like us. Even if we can't sympathize with this group of gamblers, we can't join this group just because we have outstanding talents and can make profits. In a team of guys."

"The index finger is not stained with mud, but the scales live in the building. Those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworms. I hope you can remember what I said. This is why I chose to help you fight against the Hitachi Consortium."

"So serious. Why do you suddenly look like a sociologist?"

"The minister's words should be supported by many people in the Eastern Kingdom. After all, we have been implementing this concept for a long time."

"I'll go take a look if I get a chance."

Wuma Xingjin didn't understand the meaning of what Minister Yuan Qingxue suddenly said, but she always felt it was related to her experience.

However, today the Yuan Qingxue version of the crystal ball has ceased operations, and I will not get an answer even if I try to ask.

Kotoyuki Arakawa came out with the short-haired bodyguard lady.

The former walked in front with an indignant expression, glaring at Wuma Xingjin who was flirting with Yuan Qingxue at the door.

Wuma Xingjin felt nervous. Is Arakawa Kotoyuki angry because of Kawaki Yoko?

He doesn't have a love system, and he can't heal the injury caused by two holes with a hatchet. This is really bad.

Fortunately, Arakawa Kotoyuki just came over and held his hand, her eyes red and she didn't say a word.

"The rain is getting heavier. Please get in the car quickly."

The short-haired bodyguard seemed to be easier to get along with and asked other colleagues to drive the vehicle into the yard.

"The eldest lady asked me to deliver Wu Ma. You can also come up together. After all, it is inconvenient to take a taxi so late."

Another bodyguard in black uniform was waiting by the car with an umbrella.

The air in the car was very quiet along the way, except for the steady vibration of the engine.

Wu Ma Xingjin sat in the corner, next to Arakawa Kotoyuki, and she didn't let go of his hand when they got to the car.The back of his hand was almost leaning against the girl's tight legs.

When I close my eyes, I can still remember the charming look of Yoko Kawaki.

Coupled with the fact that he is too close to Arakawa Kotoyuki, his unyielding soul shows signs of holding his head high again.

Quietly open a small gap in the car window and let the cold wind blow on your face to wake you up.

He, Wu Ma Xingjin, would never give in to vulgar desires.

The one-lane streets of Gardenia Village are still deserted.

The rain washed away the clean road, forming a turbulent stream on both sides that followed the terrain.

On a rainy night in late autumn, it was cold and humid. Arakawa Kotoyuki put her hands over her mouth and exhaled hot air. White mist came out from between her fingers. The palms of her hands that had just warmed suddenly became cold again in the blink of an eye.

"It's too late, Yuan-san, please stay here."

After the ideological construction along the way, Arakawa Qingyue seemed to have regained her energy. As soon as she got off the car, she let go of Wuma Xingjin and hugged Yuan Qingxue's arm.

"I might wake everyone up if I go back to school."

Yuan Qingxue lowered her head and thought for a while before agreeing. She looked at Wuma Xingjin warily and said:

"This is my first time staying overnight at a boy's house. I hope Wu Ma will go to Yoko Kawaki if necessary and not have any strange thoughts about me."

"Wuma-kun is not that kind of person." Arakawa Kotoyuki's face was stiff and her smile was forced:

"If you are afraid of being alone at night, Yuan-san can sleep in the same room with me."

"To be clear, I am not afraid of being alone at night, nor am I afraid of thunder. Staying here is the best solution."

"That's all."

"Yes, yes, I know."

"Come on, follow me into the house."

After Yuan Qingyue finished speaking, he paused for a moment, looked at Arakawa Kotoyuki's elastic arms, and continued in a soft voice:

"I don't seem to be so resistant to physical contact with Arakawa-san. It seems that we can become friends after all."