"Then, thank you sister."

After hearing what her mother said, the little girl stopped being stubborn, accepted the crepe and thanked her sincerely.

"You're welcome."

Amamiya Ayana smiled slightly, stood up, looked at the woman, and emphasized another sentence, which was uncharacteristically hers.

"Please don't do it again next time."

"No more."

The woman nodded solemnly, then bowed solemnly to Amamiya Ayana.

"Thank you. Do you have anything to do next? If..."

"Something happened."

The Saint Lady waved her hand and declined the woman's invitation.

"We'll leave first."

After leaving these words, Amemiya Ayana took Watanabe Yu's hand and walked quickly in another direction along the path in the small park.

After walking about six or seven hundred meters, she stopped and let go of Watanabe Yu's hand.

The two found a nearby bench and sat down.

"You just now were a little unlike yourself."

After considering it for a while, Watanabe Yu finally said this.

"After my mother passed away, my father took me out once, also in a park like this. He told me to wait for him and that he would be back soon, and then... heh."

Amamiya Ayana shook her head sarcastically.

"He fooled around with that woman until sunset and came back to pick me up. When he came back, he was full of that pungent perfume smell."

There was a hint of complexity in her tone.

"No apology, just a cold look."

She chuckled to herself.

"That day, I did the same thing, standing on tiptoe at the edge of the park walkway, hoping to see him."

It was also on that day.

She had completely given up on her 'father' in the blood sense.

"Sorry, I said some irrelevant words again."

She forced a smile and her tone became natural again.

"Here."

Watanabe Yu handed the crepe in his hand to the Saint Lady.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

She turned her head subconsciously and asked.

"It may be a little cold, so the taste may not be as good, but it should still be delicious, at least better than the restaurants we went to today."

His tone was very gentle.

"Just now, you generously treated your younger self to a banquet. Now, it's my turn to treat your present self."

A leisurely breeze blew by, the leaves collided with each other, and the rustling sound sounded again.

As the light and shadows swayed, her nose suddenly felt sore.

"Mr. Troll, you are so gentle that you seem like a different person."

She turned her head away, trying to keep her expression calm.

"Because the look in your eyes just now was full of regret. It was as if I saw through her and saw the helpless self I once was."

Happy people are healed by their childhood all their lives, while regretful people spend their whole lives healing their childhood.

He had never seen such a helpless, yet extremely distressing expression on her face.

"..."

Warm tears welled up in her eyes, but she said nothing.

"How about it? Did this sentence impress you? I think it's pretty cool."

He coughed lightly and looked at the green trees in front of him.

he knows.

She didn't want to turn her head away at this moment.

“…Yes, yes, yes!”

then.

She burst into laughter and took the crepe from his hand.

"Are you happier now?"

he asked.

"Ah."

There was still a hint of nasality in her voice.

"Then, that bad day in childhood is over, and in its place begins a brand new day."

He closed his eyes, put his hands behind his head, and leaned back in his chair.

Let the bright sunshine spread all over your body.

"Today is meaningful to you."

"..."

The Saint Miss fell silent.

She turned her head again, her emotions inexplicably surging.

That simple sentence seemed to have crossed the years and time and pierced her heart.

"Yu."

"Ok?"

"Don't say such embarrassing things next time!"

"...Uh, okay."

She took a bite of the crepe.

Well, it's cold.

But, it's still delicious.

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Chapter 72 There must be something going on between you and her!

Jingle Bell.

As the bell rang for the third class on Monday.

At the podium, the English teacher, who had already packed up his lesson plans, said "get out of class is over" and quickly left the classroom.

It is efficient and graceful, like the wind that comes and goes freely.

This is also the consistent teaching style of Chengnan Private High School.

Before the third year of high school, teachers would avoid keeping students in class after class if possible.

As the English teacher left, the classroom, which was quiet a second ago, suddenly became lively.

The sound of whispered discussions began to spread.

"Where did you go to relax on this weekend? You are such a busy man."

While Hayakawa Yuki and Takakura Maki went to the bathroom together, Kiriyama Kazuma stood up and sat at the table in front of Watanabe Yu, and started chatting with him as usual.

"Morning exercise, calm down, and go shopping."

Yu Watanabe answered Kiriyama and Ma's questions honestly.

"But why do your remarks sound sour?"

There was a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Isn't that because you didn't reply to any of my messages?!"

Speaking of this, Kiriyama and Ma got angry.

During this weekend, he sent more than 40 messages, but all of them were marked with a bright red "unread".

At first, he thought Watanabe Yu was just too busy and didn't see it the first time.

So he thought about waiting a little longer.

The results are now.

The message he sent still showed 'unread'.

Which high school student is so busy!

So you're disconnecting during the weekend and going out to save the world, right?

"I haven't really looked at my phone much these past two days."

Watanabe Yu explained.

"...Okay, I accept this reason."

Kiriyama and Ma were silent for a moment, then he sighed heavily.

He knew that with Watanabe Yu's personality, he would not bother to make such excuses.

"But, don't you really want to see what my buddy sent you?"

Suddenly, he changed the subject.

That time on Saturday night when he sent a message to Yu Watanabe.

I urgently hope that this "military advisor" can give me some constructive suggestions.

So that he can be more comfortable.

But the result...

As expected, he messed up due to the disappearance of his military advisor.

"Uh, let me take a look."

Watanabe Yu took out his mobile phone, opened Line, and entered the private chat interface with Kiriyama Kazuma.

After scrolling up half the screen of chat history, he suddenly didn't want to read any further.

Not because Kiriyama and Ma started going crazy again or anything.

But some of his remarks really made him speechless.

[Watanabe, what should I prepare for a date? 】

[Do I need to take more comprehensive measures? For example, bring that with me? It’s better to be prepared.]

[Damn, I thought it was a date, but it turned out to be reading. But, it’s pretty good? Maybe?]

[No, military advisor, I followed your instructions, but why is it still a little off? I always feel that Gao Cang's attitude towards me is lukewarm.]

[The review is over. Do you think I made a mistake? I spent the whole day with her in the library, reading books. She was reviewing hard, and I was forced to do nothing but read and review.]

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