I saved the fallen beautiful girl!

Hmm...this is something Hachiman would say, Aragaki Kaede thought.

[I hope I can have candy every day! ——Chiyuki Hoshino]

"Hanabi, is Hoshino-san's family in financial difficulty?"

"It seems... yes."

[I wish foot therapy would be included in the national health insurance - Anonymous]

Ok? ? ?

"Lady Zhinu is really working hard."

"makes sense......"

I've read a little bit, and most of them are about wishes for love.

As expected of adolescent boys and girls, every festival can be associated with love.

Hanabi blinked her autumn eyes and tilted her head to look curiously at the note in Aragaki Feng's hand: "Can I know what Feng wrote?"

"Of course." Aragaki Feng handed it directly to Hanabi. The short-haired girl was very satisfied with it. Ochiai Sangen also poked his little head over to look over.

[I wish I could save more fallen beautiful girls——Xia Yuan Feng]

"maple......"

"Ok?"

"Let's break up."

Ochiai Shanyan: Eh?

[May your life be smooth, peaceful and happy——Xia Yuan Feng]

"I always feel like it's lacking some soul." Looking at the wish list that had been forcibly changed, Xinyuan Feng said helplessly.

"No, this will reduce a lot of burden on Lady Origanuma." Anlegang Hanabi glared at him. No wonder there were so many beautiful girls around him.

(Guess I have to be more careful next time.) Hanabi thought secretly.

"Um...do you want to see mine?" Luohe Shanyan took the initiative to say.

Although it was a question, the big red eyes were filled with the emotion of "Come and see".

"May I?"

"Yeah, totally okay!" The gloomy JK handed her poem to Aragaki Feng, with her hands behind her back, like a primary school student waiting for praise.

[I hope the wishes of the people most important to me can come true - Ochiai Ogimon]

"Shan Yan..." Anlegang Hanabi looked at her in a daze.

Sure enough, no matter what, she will always be the kindest and cutest Shan Yan.

After taking two steps forward, Anraoka Hanabi hugged the other party in the face of his surprised eyes.

"I like you the most, Shan Yan."

Hearing these words, Ochiai Shanyan's confused eyes calmed down. She stretched out her hand and gently hugged Anraoka Hanabi.

"Ah."

After the two girls finished their "sticking", Aragaki Feng, who felt redundant, sighed.

Then he opened his arms, looked at Ochiai Shanyan opposite him with a smile, and said those familiar words.

"Come on Shan Yan, I like it the most..."

"I'll kill you, Feng."

After hanging up their respective poems, the three of them walked out of the courtyard and headed towards their respective clubs.

Although it is Chinese Valentine's Day, club activities still have to continue.

"In the end, no one knows what you wrote." Aragaki Feng glanced at the leisurely Anluoka Hanabi next to him. He despised such selfish behavior.

"Everyone has their own little secrets~"

"But your secrets will be seen by later students sooner or later. Can they still be considered secrets if they are written down?"

"Haha, who knows~" Huahu took two quick steps, then turned around to face Feng and Shanyan.

Her black hair fluttered slightly, and she waved her slender arms and said, "Well... I'm leaving first, remember to wait for me."

Xin Yuanfeng nodded: "Well, when the time is about right, I will go directly to the basketball club to find you."

(Half an hour... should be enough time after school.) Anraoka Hanabi thought so.

Accompanied by the July breeze, the three people walked in two different directions.

Their respective wishes also reached farther places with this breeze.

[May this warmth never fade away - Anlegang Fireworks]

Chapter 91: Mr. Akutagawa's Thoughts

It is impossible to fully empathize with others without having the same experience.

Ochiai Sengen has always firmly believed this.

A rustling sound could be heard in the service department, along with the flipping of papers.

Her mood gradually became anxious.

The bangs on her forehead fluttered gently, and she began to think about a question that would determine her destiny.

why?

Why couldn't she understand that man's mind.

The words he left behind are clearly before my eyes, and his face is still reflected in my mind.

Obviously...Ochiai Sengoku has tried his best.

"If that's the case, then it would be completely..."

She sighed and leaned weakly against the hard back of the chair, sadness covering her face.

“I can’t get any points…”

boom!

"Shan Yan, even if you stare at the photo of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, no one will help you with those Chinese language questions."

Xinyuan Feng slapped a book in front of Shan Yan, with a few words printed on it - reference answer.

[Q: What ideas does Akutagawa Ryunosuke want to express in "Kuronosho"? ]

......

"Many thanks!!!"

The gloomy JK turned off the mobile phone that was displaying the close-up photo of Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Then he took the answer as if he had found a treasure and turned to the Chinese reading section.

Yukinoshita Yukino was very unhappy with this behavior of immediately looking up the answer. She frowned and said, "When you encounter a sentence you don't understand, you can try to connect it with the context, including some environmental descriptions, which may also be a subtle reflection of the author's mood."

“But...but, there have been protagonists who committed suicide under the clear sky...” The gloomy JK quietly raised his little head, looking a little lacking in confidence.

(By the way, was it a sunny or cloudy day when you jumped off the building?)

"I am just making a simple analogy. When answering questions, of course you need to analyze the specific problems specifically."

"Feel sorry......"

(But I really can’t do it. God knows what that old man who has already passed away thinks.)

Ochiai Shanyan closed his mouth in grievance, holding the half-opened reference answer sheet in his hands, at a loss.

There seemed to be some tiny drops of water slowly growing in those red eyes.

Saw this scene.

The minister, who had been very aloof just now, could no longer sit still.

She looked at Aragaki Feng helplessly.

But Xin Yuanfeng just shook his head, indicating that "you should deal with the trouble you caused yourself."

So Yukinoshita Yukino gritted her teeth, walked in front of Ochiai Shanyan, and tried her best to make her voice, which had been cold for many years, become gentle. She said:

"Fan... Shan Yan, let me teach you, this article should be analyzed like this..."

Just like that, with the help of Aragaki Kaede and Yukino.

Ochiai Sengen finally understood the meaning of this article.

I don't know whether this is Ryunosuke Akutagawa's true thought.

After all, no one can go and ask this old senior who passed away in middle age in person.

"so tired......"

After finishing the entire set of Chinese language questions, Luohe Shanyan hammered her arm weakly. She felt that her brain could not accommodate such complicated knowledge.

It turns out that it is better to be a housewife after graduation.

Although Dark JK has strong empathy.

But it was still a little too difficult for her to empathize with this character who only appeared in history.

She turned on her phone.

It also shows the author who was searched before.

"I always feel that this article is full of heaviness," she murmured.

"Yes, after all, this is a short story that exposes the dark side of human nature." Yukinoshita Yukino sat back in her seat. It was really not easy to teach this simple JK to understand these things.

Ochiai Shanyan clicked on the author's introduction.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke (1892-1927)...committed suicide by taking sleeping pills at the age of 35.

(I only lived to be 35 years old...)

If nothing changes in my life, how old can I expect to live?

Anyway...I am so clumsy that I probably can't think of a quiet death like sleeping pills.

Turning off her phone, she patted her face and gently made two blushes.

Everything in the past has ended in this unique summer, so let the once pessimistic self go away with the warm breeze.

You must also face your future life positively!

(Ah, but there’s still a frustrating exam before the holiday…)

Just as Ochiai Shanyan was thinking about his future alone.

Not far away, Aragaki Kaede and Yukinoshita Yukino started chatting.

"Yukino, do you have any dreams?"

"dream?"

Yukinoshita Yukino fiddled with the bow in her hair, not quite sure why the other party suddenly asked such a question.

"As for dreams, it's what I'm doing now." She looked around the service department of only three people and said with her chin in her hand.

Build a service and change this twisted world.

This is the Minister’s dream.

"No, let's be realistic. Lady Orihime cannot join your service."

"The Weaver Girl?"

Seeing Yukino had no idea what was going on, Aragaki Feng threw the phone in front of her face.

Yukinoshita Yukino blinked her deep blue eyes and moved back slightly to see the calendar displayed on the screen clearly.

"Today is... Tanabata."