I uninstalled Huangmao System

"Yes." Jinguji Yue responded.

"Senior goodbye."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino walked away in a different direction from them. When her back disappeared into the crowd, Sakurakoji Saakura next to the boy suddenly let go of the schoolbag in her hand, turned around suddenly, and involuntarily pulled the boy's waist Hug tight.

The momentum was like that of a wronged beast.

Jingujizuki suddenly panicked. "Shakura?

"This is a station. If anyone sees me..." He looked around nervously.

"...Yue, don't speak yet!"

She pressed her head against Jinguji Yue's chest, breathing in his scent. Not long after, maybe only five or six seconds, Sakurakoji Sasakura quickly let go of the boy and took a few steps back.

As if he had sorted out his emotions, his childhood sweetheart managed to smile.

"Sorry, I suddenly got a little carried away. I guess I wasn't seen by anyone I knew." Sakurakoji Sakura asked.

Fortunately, they were the last batch of students to leave school. Apart from them, there were no other students wearing Kamizakura High School uniforms in the station.

Seeing Sakurakoji Sakura's appearance, Jinguji Yue felt touched in her heart and couldn't bear to blame her.

How can he blame this girl who has always been by his side and always liked him.

He thought Sakurakoji Sakura must have understood that she couldn't hug him on such an occasion, but since she did this, it meant that the accumulated emotions in her heart had accumulated to the point where she had to express them.

Jingujizuki showed a gentle smile to her and said in a soft voice: "Let's go home."

"...Well, thank you, Yue."

"Fool."

At the corner in the distance, a beautiful azure figure stopped in place, and then quietly left until the two figures were no longer visible.

Thanks to "I'm used to watching idle birds and idle flowers" for the reward.

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Chapter 73 72 Thinking of the bear in spring. [Thanks to "Hayama Osamu"

Tuesday, October 9th.

Still raining.

It can't be called a heavy rain or a drizzle, it's just a rain that makes people feel like "it's raining" after watching it.

After entering the school building, I put away my umbrella and placed it face down in the umbrella stand in front of the shoe cabinet. I put on my indoor shoes and went to the classroom. I sat down by the window. The boys next to me were complaining about the weather. , talking about the sports festival.

Jinguji Yue also wanted to complain. When turning over books on rainy days, he always had the illusion that the pages were stuck together and difficult to turn.

But if there is a fireplace embedded in the wall next to you, the flames will roar back and forth, accompanied by the sound of rain falling outside the house.

If you can read in such a scene, according to Jinguji Yue's temperament, it can be called "happiness".

Conclusion: Everything has two sides, good or bad depends on objective conditions.

"Jingu Temple."

The voice in his ears dragged Jinguji's thoughts from the unknown manor back to reality. He raised his head and looked aside.

It was the girl named Hanamori, from the shogi club.

"Thanks before."

Before?

Jinguji Yue made a speechless expression of confusion, but did not dare to reply randomly, because she was quite good-looking, and there might be boys in the class who liked her, and he did not want to cause some boring trouble for himself.

"The funds have been approved. I heard from first-year Yamada that it's all thanks to you, otherwise it would have been delayed for a long time."

For such a thing, he came to talk to an isolated person in the classroom. Could it be that this girl named Hanamori is actually very nervous?

Jingujizuki nodded calmly: "I am only working based on the standards of the student union. As long as the application meets the conditions, it will be the same for anyone."

"Oh, thanks anyway, that's all."

Hanamori waved his hands indifferently and returned to his seat. A girl next to him came over and said something to her in amazement, "How dare you take the initiative to talk to Jinguji-san?" They all remind her to read the air more.

She replied without any emotion, "It's not like that guy can't speak," which made the girls around her look stunned, thinking that she was a species that came from some ancient era.

Jinguji Tsuki thought, maybe not everyone is willing to cater to the atmosphere and then be swallowed up by it.

Although this incident was trivial, it also allowed the young man to see another side of these high school students who wantonly celebrated their youth.

It's obviously such a simple thing, why hasn't it been discovered so far?

And the opportunity is just to complete the work of the student union mechanically.

Jingujiji suddenly remembered what the student council president said to him that day.

[Pay attention to the connection between yourself and others. The important relationship between people is established through these encounters. 】

At that time, he only felt that these were beautiful words that he could only say because of the rich and colorful life in high school. Anyone who was ostracized by his classmates would not have similar thoughts.

If he hadn't been recruited into the student union, I'm afraid he would never have crossed paths with anyone in his high school career. The same goes for Kudo from the drama club, who would have never been able to discuss light novels with him.

Until this moment, Jinguji Yue also believed that the girl's words were 90.00% beautiful words, but if there was really the remaining one percent, he suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea.

During lunch break, Jinguji Tsuki received a message from Kudo. Normally, Jinguji Tsuki would have ignored it, or would have waited to see him after school.

But Hanamori's incident seemed to have had an impact on him. It was obviously a trivial matter, but he couldn't help but think about it.

After all, he is just a 16-year-old boy whose mood is affected by the people around him.

The location was the atrium of the school. Jinguji Yue was standing next to a bench under the tree. The morning rain had filled the bench and it was crumbling.

Not long after, Kudo ran over in a hurry from the direction of the first-grade classroom, holding a stack of A4 paper in his hand. From a distance, he could be heard shouting his name, which was really embarrassing.

"Jinguji-senpai! Jinguji-senpai!"

Panting, he stopped in front of Jinguji Yue. Before he could take a breath, he handed over the script with great anticipation.

"This is the script for the third and fourth acts, all revised according to the senior's instructions."

"Can't you give it to me after school?"

"terribly sorry!"

He is clearly apologizing, but his eyes are flashing with hot expectation. Is this youth?

It's dazzling.

After reluctantly accepting the script, Jingujizuki said: "I will find time to read it. I have student union work after school. I will have to reply tomorrow. Is that okay?"

"Yes! Thank you for your hard work."

"Relax, it's okay if you don't use honorifics."

"That's not possible, the senior is a senior."

"Whatever you want, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, go slowly, senior."

When leaving the atrium, Jinguji Yue glanced at the window sill of the classroom on the second floor, and several students retracted their heads.

That guy Kudo, his voice is too loud.

After returning to the classroom of Grade [-] Class A, the discussion that was slightly noisy a second ago suddenly became a little quieter, but it did not completely disappear. It was just that the voice was lowered intentionally or unintentionally.

But after falling into the ears of Jinguji Yue, it became clear that everyone was equal and could never be forgotten.

Come to think of it, it must be very puzzling to them that Jinguji Tsuki actually interacts with the first-year students and is respected by them.

Thinking that there is no moral scumbag like Jinguji Yue, how could anyone willingly fall into the company of such a person, and he immediately classified Kudo as a "scumbag" in his heart.

Even if they don't know who the person named Kudo is.

As soon as he sat down in his seat, a girl sitting in the front row suddenly stood up and slowly walked to Jinguji Yue under the gaze of the whole class.

Jinguji Yue didn't dare to act rashly, he just raised his eyes in fear and didn't dare to say a word.

He was worried about her mental state in his heart, fearing that she would pounce on him in front of the whole class and kiss his neck ambiguously.

If it turns into that kind of situation, then I really have to change schools this time.

"Jinguji-san."

The boy's heart skipped a beat, and he was even ready to jump off the window sill.

This is only the second floor, with a flower bed below. With his physical fitness that has been slightly enhanced by the system, he will probably be able to land without any injuries.

Sakurakoji Sakura smiled slightly and said in a calm tone: "You are the only one in the class who has not submitted the registration form for the sports festival."

"……Eh?"

"So, Jinguji-san hasn't given me the registration form yet. I am the class representative for this sports festival."

"Ah... this, this is it."

The young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Since it was such a thing, couldn't he say it privately?

It had to be during lunch break, and under the watchful eyes of so many classmates.

Jingujizuki pretended to be groping in his schoolbag for a while, and then said: "My registration form seems to be missing. Can you give me another one?"

The piece of paper turned into a thousand paper cranes early and flew away to no one knows where.