Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

Therefore, the topic of love tends to be still in the crowd.

"Hey, so Tobu, who did you write to?"

The virgin Ooka asked, starting a conversation.

"I won't tell you!" Hubu replied.

"How should I put it, I'm also very interested?" Yamato said, touching the back of his head, as if there were lice or something.Or, this is him pretending to defuse embarrassment.No

Either way, it's shameful behavior.

It's all well and good that the three get along well without the "leader" Hayama.

"So, did you know they were going to be involved in Cupid's Arrow this afternoon?"

Tobe said excitedly and changed the subject.

Every year at Sobu High School, there is an unusual tradition:

Cupid's arrow.

This is an annual event hosted by the Students' Union where students submit anonymous or signed love letters to be read off-campus.

Typically, they would have a few theater majors read it, although it is not uncommon for volunteers or specific individuals to be asked to read the letter.

Of course, the content had to be vetted first to make sure they followed the basic moral code, but mostly it was just another grandstanding couple affair.Still, every year a few people take the opportunity to ask someone out in an extremely public way.

Which is silly considering how fragile human emotions are.

They are a bunch of vulgar, presumptuous people.

They choose to hide behind words and letters.They give gifts or receive gifts, or scream, or shout to the world "Hello world!" I'm in love-love-love!" (I'm in looove!!!)

"Cupid" is the ultimate expression of this irresponsible behavior.

They think it's best to let someone else find love for you, either through providence, or your parents, or your measurements.

No wonder arranged marriages and blind dates are so popular!

You did not work hard to find your own love, but chose to let others be the matchmaker.

In a few years, dating sites on computers will use algorithms to decide on your future mate based on your favorite things.

This is where the problem lies.

This, is it really——love?

"Really? I didn't expect them to prepare Cupid's arrow so early. But I think, it will let you express yourself on Valentine's Day. Now, are you going to let someone read your letter? Actually, This is so embarrassing..."

"Same opinion. This is embarrassing." It was Yamato who answered, with his arms folded.

"What? Hey! Don't leave me alone to read his letters! Cupid's arrows help dreams come true! Come on everyone! This is for people to make Valentine's Day a day to remember!"

Tobe said jokingly.

Of course, as the person closest to Hayama and the person most keen to create a sensation to get him out of the shadows, he is naturally willing and will adopt this strategy.

"Oh really? Who is that lucky girl?" Yamato asked.

"I won't tell you, hehe!"

"What a bunch of idiots."

An undignified voice from Yumiko Miura muttered, "I'm excited about something small. Such things are best said two people face to face. That way, if the confession fails, the humiliation is private, but if it succeeds , the humiliation becomes public.”

This is good logic, but believe me, the confession of failure is not personal.

Yuigahama smiled nervously next to Miura.

"Hey, now... Cupid's arrow isn't bad either."

"Isn't it?"

Miura doesn't handle the contempt for her opinion well.

Typically, when in a herd, the original female will assert her dominance by promoting her point of view as a kind of litmus test to see who else is still under her rule Drinking Kool-Aid.

KOOL-Aid, originally the name of a kool-loving drink, has now become a metaphor, widely used in the United States and Canada, meaning to become an unquestionable believer in a certain idea, to commit to it wholeheartedly without careful study Accepting a point of view or blindly following an idea.

This phrase is sometimes used in a pejorative, ironic sense.Can be used in a variety of contexts, often used to describe blind, thoughtless acceptance or obedience, usually in a pejorative sense.

The source is that there was a tragedy in Jonestown in 1978. A large number of believers (900) died collectively after drinking poisoned Kool-Aid drinks. ) If there is any disagreement, you can be cleared like a pulse.

"Well... like, some people are shy..."

"Then they need women to go first."

Miura immediately retorted.

"Hmm...maybe they prefer to put their feelings into words..."

"Read the script."

"Perhaps, some people will be nervous...?"

"Then drop out of school and become a gnat. There is no need for such a person to waste space and precious oxygen in front of social, normal human beings. Letting someone else read you a love letter is exactly the kind of pillow or pillow that a sick person will end up marrying. What the otaku festivalists of the paper people do."

As Miura said, a bad memory lingered in her mind, "Those creepy things I saw on the subway passing through Akihabara..."

Miura sighed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Yuigahama's eyes sparkled at her reaction, "Is that okay?"

"Please be more mature."

Yuigahama's thinking was completely defeated.

"Such empty dreams are foolish—"

Finish her!

"Too immature."

finale.

’ — utterly foolish.”

cruel...

As much as I love such behavior from an ungrateful person, I can't help but feel sorry for Yuhihama.

"Uh... ah..."

Yubihama was speechless.

Miura held her arm and stood up angrily.

"I need to go to the bathroom before class."

After saying that, she left, and motioned for Ebina to follow.

Ebina took one last look at Yuigahama, then left helplessly.

This whole scene is like an owner abandoning one of her puppies and another puppy follows her.

After Miura left, the atmosphere in the classroom became very awkward.

Some students even left after her to escape the tension that was in the air.There will no doubt be a day when students don't climb into their seats until the final bell has rung.

"Hello, Yuigahama."

I shouted.

As if waking up from a daydream, Yuigahama raised her drooping head suddenly.

She looked straight at me, then looked left and right to see that no one else was looking at her.

Pointing a finger at himself, Yuigahama said, "You're calling me?"

I nodded in the affirmative.

She came up to me, hesitating, fiddling with her skirt.

With each step she felt her voice getting louder, it was as if she was being called into the office by the principal and was about to be scolded for her bad grades.

To be honest, it's not surprising considering her academic status.

Xue Nai's counseling may be very effective, but she is not a person who can perform miracles.

"What, what, small business?"

"Don't worry too much about other people."

I say.

"Oh. You see..."

No oh duh, big detective.

Everyone in the class saw it.

"You should try to be like me."

I explained.

"Forget what other people think, and remind yourself that these monkeys are likely to end up as gnats or corporate slaves, wading through the filth and scum for the benefit of middle management."

"Small business...that's disgusting."

"Disgusting is relative. Someone who never finishes drinking milk, one day, he told a poor man who lived on instant noodles that all his money was spent on dry cleaning the only suit he had for an interview, and it ended up in the end Lost one round of interviews to a cute interviewee. That guy will finish the milk even if it turns into yogurt!"

"Small enterprises...then it's even more disgusting."

Oh, Yuigahama.

'More disgusting'?

I think Yukinoshita would advise you "for my sake, please study hard".

Expanding your vocabulary is the first step to transcending filth.

"Oh, that reminds me, Xiaoqi!"

"You clogged the toilet and then forgot?"

"Why - no!"

Yuigahama stammered and shook his head.

"I mean, Yukino called me yesterday!"

"So? You're women, you're friends with each other, you know each other's phone numbers. I figured, should I be surprised that one called the other?"

"it's not like that!"

Yuigahama gasped as she spoke. "What I wanted to tell you was what the call was about."

"Okay," I sighed. "continue."

"Xue Nai said she wanted us to make lunch together."

"That's really nice," I said, "Enjoy your bentos."

When I think about it, I envy the free, delicious food that is served there.And the quality of that food can be guaranteed by the strict standards of Yukinoshita.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of Caijia who had just arrived in the classroom. From the morning training, there was a trace of sweat on his body.

He smiled and waved at me.I smiled and waved to him.I suddenly thought: What if Ayaka makes me a bento?

Ah...that's real bliss: having Totsuka-certified packed lunches.

"Xiaoqi? Hey Xiaoqi! Oh hello! Xiaoqi!"

For some reason, Yuigahama pouted in front of me.

"what?"

"Xue Nai made lunch for us."

"Yes, I'm happy for you. Enjoy your lunch."

Is this girl really stupid?

Yubihama shook his head. "No no. She made bentos for us."

Whoops, she was literally nagging, and I also had to live with the damn curry bun queues and vending machine struggles.