The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"It turns out that girls don't take the initiative, it's just that I'm ugly. If I can be like him, girls can take the initiative to such a degree, woo woo..."

............There is a whisper behind deliberately lowering his voice.

You don't have to look back to know it's the boys.

Hearing the venomous "curse" hidden in it

, Originally, Qianliu didn't ask for a hot girl, but now he has changed his mind.

Under the girl's expectant eyes, he blocked "the devil's whisper"

He smiled slightly: "Thank you then."

Sitting is definitely more comfortable than standing, and as he sits, the space is quite tight, with the hot girl and a shy girl next to him clinging to his side.

The shy girl instinctively shrank inward, Qianliu knew what was wrong, Banzi leaned out of the seat and leaned forward.

But the hot girl obviously didn't intend to let him go, she twisted her body and went straight to it, aware of the softness and tolerance unique to women, Qianliu looked sideways slightly.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Hot girls take the initiative.

Now that you have accepted the kindness of others, it is not good to pretend to be cold.

So Qianliu thought about it: "Call me Emiya."

"Is Emiya?"

The hot girl approached with a close smile and said, "You can call me Kana."

He nodded in understanding.

"Eigiya-san, what are you looking at?"

Qianliu Yang just turned to a magazine introduced by a certain comic.

"Hey, Emiya-san actually likes reading manga, something that otaku loves."

"not like"

"Of course, Emiya-san seems to be a very popular current top-up for girls."

"Where is the prejudice coming from?"

"Well... it's not wrong to say it's bias, people always label stereotypes."

Kanai agrees.

Because of his height, Qianliu could see the abyss from the neckline of the blond girl, but his eyes seemed to be caught by the girl.

Kana didn't get angry, but deliberately rubbed his arm with a teasing smile: "Wait a minute: Where is Emiya-san going, maybe we'll drop by."

There are obvious hints in his language, as if if he responds, he can move on to the next contact.

"I'm sorry to wait for something important."

If it were a normal day, and he met such a beautiful girl and hugged him, he would not hesitate to have a beautiful encounter, and then go their separate ways.

It's a pity to wait: I have to pick a gift, and I can only regret it.

"Eh, is that so?"

Kana is still not discouraged: "Is it important to tell me the important thing?"

"Well... there is nothing I can't say, because my name is Emiya, and as a partner of justice, I have been given the mission to save the world."

Qianliu has a serious mouth.

"Ah wait... dick! You're joking."

Kana was stunned for a while, then stammered with a dumbfounded expression.

"Of course joking 020."

"Ah...ahaha, Emiya-san is really humorous."

Others have long been said that "the second disease is really disgusting"

, Maybe this is the tolerant privilege brought by being handsome.

If it is someone else who said this, Kana will definitely ask you if you can chat, steel straight man, you can change the object to Qianliu, and he will be really humorous.

Watching the two chatting and laughing, the boys who stared at this side cast curses with their strange eyes.

Damn, although Kana has nothing to do with them, there is still a kind of "common enemy" that the goddess gave for free.

If it is really dry, the drought will die, and the flood will die from the flood.

"Since that's the case, let's exchange contact information. I don't have time today, so we can chat and make friends later."

There is no excuse to refuse, Qianliu himself is also a little interested in the girl in front of him.

The reason is that she has a little resemblance to Enoshima Enoshima, her appearance and temperament are very similar, and if she replaces her blond hair with pink hair, it will look more like it.

It's not bad to play with a girl like that, anyway...not the first time.

Since graduating from Yaozi a few years ago, he has long let himself go. The only thing he can do is to forget it in a blink of an eye. There are only a few girls he really likes.