I uninstalled Huangmao System

I can't watch "Shounen Jump" at all!

As time passed, the sound of the girl's even breathing came from the bed next to her. Jinguji Yue became uninterested in reading and had no choice but to empty her head and stare at the ceiling blankly.

On the way, he only heard Mr. Uchiyama being called away by the dean, so he and Hoshino Mori Hoshino were the only ones left in the health room.

Anyway, we are separated by a curtain, so we don’t disturb each other.

however.

"Classmate, I'm very sorry to disturb you."

She actually started talking to Jinguji Yue.

Unfortunately, Jinguji Yue didn't get the ability to disguise his voice from the system. He didn't dare to reply, pretended to be asleep, and even pretended to make a slight snoring sound.

The girl next door was silent for a long time. Just when Jinguji Yue thought he had successfully managed to get through, Hoshino Mori Hoshino's voice sounded again.

"Jinguji-san?"

"........."

Jingujizuki almost wanted to ask her face to face how she heard it.

"Is it possible that you are pretending to sleep?"

"........."

Then, she suddenly became silent. The boy listened carefully for a while, and heard a slight "ta-da-da" sound coming from the next door.

Jingujizuki immediately thought of something, but unfortunately it was too late.

The cell phone he put in his pants pocket rang mercilessly.

The bell only rang for less than a second and then stopped.

"Jinguji-san, first of all, I have to teach you that your cell phone must be turned to silent mode in school, not to mention that it is still class time."

Because people like Jinguji Yue have no friends at all. If they don’t have friends, it means no one will call, so why are they muteing?

The young man wanted to vent like this, but he still kept his mouth closed and said nothing.

"Then, can you get me a glass of water?

"Honestly, I don't have any strength lying down right now, is that okay?"

This was probably true, because the girl's voice sounded really weak.

And the reason why she talked to him just now was probably for this reason.

The young man sighed softly, got out of bed, took a cup of hot water, slowly opened the curtain, and only put the hand holding the paper cup in.

"Thank you."

A girl's sweet voice with a hint of weakness came from inside.

"Jinguji-san, you are so gentle."

Even if you put a gentle hat on a scumbag like me, I have nothing to give you in return.

With this thought in mind, the young man quietly retreated to his bed and lay down again.

What should I say, once both of them knew who the person lying next to them was, the atmosphere seemed to change.

For example, Hoshino Mori Hoshino tried his best not to whimper. The boy could only hear the rustling sound of the uniform and the quilt rubbing against each other. He could almost imagine the student council president curling up and hugging the quilt tightly.

"Speaking of which, why are Jinguji-san here? Are you feeling unwell?"

"........."

"Let me guess. With your temperament, you must have encountered something that you didn't want to get involved in, so you came to the health room to pretend to be sick. It was either a cooking class or a physical education class. Am I right?"

"........."

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence. This is not good. Even if you are the first in class, you can't pretend to be sick and skip class. This is bad behavior."

"It doesn't matter...I'm a bad person anyway." The young man retorted.

"Oh, are you finally willing to talk to me?"

"...You already know it's me, there's no point in pretending to be mute."

Then, through the curtain, the girl's chuckle came over.

"It's incredible. Even though I just said a few words to Jinguji-san, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore."

"It's because of the hot water," the boy muttered.

"That's because Jinguji-san poured it for me."

"........."

"Jinguji-san's class, what class is this?"

Listening to the girl's voice, the boy turned slightly sideways, and after a while, he said: "Cooking class."

"Ooh~~~"

Hoshino Mori Hoshino made a meaningful voice.

As a result, the girl stopped talking. Jinguji Tsuki thought that the conversation would be interrupted, but in his ears he heard a series of sounds like the girl getting out of bed, adjusting her clothes, and flipping her long hair.

Just when Jinguji Yue thought that the student council president was about to leave, the curtain used as a partition was opened with a swipe, and the upright and dignified girl stood in front of him with her hands on her hips.

"Hey, Jinguji-san.

"Right now, I feel like eating curry rice."

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Chapter 39 39 A bear in spring, but not Murakami.

In the deserted cooking classroom, the girl pressed the switch on the wall, and the light tube above flickered slightly, illuminating the entire classroom.

"Is it really okay? You're using the cooking class without permission."

"It's okay, I'll just write a permission slip later."

"The student council president is really convenient."

"I would rather you describe it as capable."

"The student council president is really capable." Tsuki Jinguji sighed helplessly.

The girl immediately showed a satisfied look. She admired the boy's flexible nature.

Immediately, Hoshino Mori Hoshino directed Jinguji Yue to clean the ingredients they had just brought from the cafeteria warehouse.

Jingujizuki couldn't resist her, so he started washing vegetables and peeling potatoes.

Until now, the boy was still confused. He obviously wanted to spend a peaceful five or ten minutes in the health room, but why did he follow the student council president to the cooking classroom inexplicably.

"Huh? Jinguji-san, your cooking looks very skillful. Do you know how to cook at home?"

"……Occasionally."

It really happened occasionally, because when Jinguji Tsuki's mother was away, the Sakurakoji family would arrange his meals.

If he couldn't even count on Sakurakoji's family, he would consider cooking by himself, but more often than not he would go to a convenience store to buy ready-made food.

"That's it. What a surprise. Ah...just peel it off and let me take care of the rest. Thank you."

Jinguji Yue originally thought that the girl would call him harshly, but apart from carrying ingredients to the cooking classroom and peeling potatoes, he did nothing. He just sat aside and watched.

At this time, Hoshino Mori Hoshino had her long, smooth azure hair tied up and hanging down on her chest. She was wearing an apron with a rabbit pattern on top of her uniform, looking very at home.

"Hey, Jinguji-san, you have nothing to do, so let's tell some jokes." Hoshino Mori Hoshino said while cutting potatoes into pieces and soaking them in water.

"Do I look like a joke teller?"

"Because Jinguji-san is very smart. You see, smart people are usually better at telling stories, or they are good at creating atmosphere so that the conversation will not be boring."

"The president is talking about himself?"

"Do I look like that kind of person? I always feel that being praised by Jinguji-san is a new thing, which makes me a little embarrassed."

"Unfortunately, I am a person who doesn't need to conform to the atmosphere."

"Oh?"

The young man pointed at himself and said calmly: "I have no friends."

"I see."

With such agreement on her lips, the girl divided the chicken breast into several pieces very neatly, and held the kitchen knife very gracefully. Jinguji Yue thought that she might be someone who learned how to cook by reading the recipes of Internet celebrity housewives on rare weekends. .

"It's okay if you don't have friends to make, ah! Could it be that Jinguji-san is the type of person who likes to be alone? It doesn't look like it."

"No one likes to be alone." Jinguji Yue said.

The girl waited for a long time, but did not see Jinguji Yue continue to speak, so she couldn't help but ask: "Where is the last half of the sentence?"

"Need to say it?"

"I just feel that these words are more touching when they come from Jinguji-san's mouth."

"unclear meaning."

Seeing that the boy did not support him at all, Hoshino Mori Hoshino was not discouraged. He skillfully handled the ingredients, heated the pan and burned the oil in one go.

Jingujizuki was really bored, so he leaned on the cooking table and stared blankly at the pot in Hoshino Mori Hoshino's hand.

It didn't take long for the delicious aroma to drift over.

"Actually, I'm quite confident in cooking." Hoshino Mori Hoshino said.

Tsuki Jinguji knows.