Aki Tomoya and Eriri were both stubbornly convinced that they were right and completely unable to persuade the other.
Aki Tomoya was a rather self-centered person, and Eriri was completely different from Kato gumi, who would silently support the man by her side.
The very fierce argunt even attracted frequent attention from passersby.
This was only natural.
The stage of this real world couldn't only have the two of them as dancers.
Moreover, one of the parties present was very eye-catching, a super beautiful girl with an exotic charm.
If it weren't for hearing from their words that they did indeed know each other, soone would probably have volunteered to go up and beat up Aki Tomoya, who had made Eriri cry.
Although this matter really couldn't be said to be entirely Aki Tomoya's fault.
But the rules of this face-obsessed society were just like that.
After the argunt just now, and after quite a while, perhaps feeling very tired both ntally and physically, the two of them had beco silent.
The one who finally broke this strange silence was the girl, who squatted on the ground hugging her knees and letting out soft sobs.
"I'm sorry, Tomoya. I, I seem... like I can't be your heroine anymore."
Eriri rubbed her swollen red eyes with both hands, crying like a little tabby cat.
Her pitiful appearance also made Aki Tomoya feel very uncomfortable.
If it weren't for the fact that they were in front of the elentary school that could remind him of bad mories, and Eriri had coincidentally brought up that past incident again, and Aki Tomoya just happened to not be the kind of person who could always be gentle and tolerate girls' mistakes,
He might have really agreed to this girl's request.
"That's not what I ant, Eriri. It's just, please give a little more ti..."
No matter what kind of hurt he had received from the other party in the past, this was the girl he liked the most at this mont.
But now, having just had an argunt, he needed to sort out his thoughts.
"No need."
The girl raised her head, her blurred vision eting his eyes, and with great sadness, she forced back her tears and spoke.
"I'm sorry... Tomoya."
These were the words Aki Tomoya had always wanted to hear.
Several years after that world, Tomoya finally got it as he wished, from the mouth of his childhood sweetheart.
It was just that his original plan was that after Eriri took the initiative to apologize to him, the two of them would easily discard this small conflict that ultimately belonged to the past.
Everything would be reconciled.
This was a scene he had hoped for countless tis.
But now, in this situation.
Eriri's tearful words of apology not only didn't resolve the past grievances between them, but Aki Tomoya's own emotions also beca unprecedentedly low.
"You should be careful of those people at school tomorrow. I'm sorry, it seems so people are planning to cause you trouble because of ."
The girl seed to have cheered up again, wiping away her tears and speaking to the boy with her head lowered.
"It doesn't matter, it's not the first ti anyway."
Aki Tomoya heard the girl's words and replied stubbornly like this.
His words made Eriri's body tremble.
"Then I'll go back, Tomoya. Goodbye."
"I'll see you ho."
Aki Tomoya stepped forward, wanting to fulfill his duty as a gentleman.
But he was rejected by the girl.
"No need."
"Eriri..."
Hearing the girl's words, Aki Tomoya was just not good at compromising; he wasn't one of those low-EQ idiots.
Having cleared countless galgas, he knew very well that he absolutely couldn't let go of this girl at this mont.
"Please, Tomoya, let be alone for a while."
Eriri said in a pleading tone.
Then, without waiting for Aki Tomoya's reply, her red little leather shoes made a clack clack sound as she ran away from the place.
She looked very disheveled.
"Eriri!"
Aki Tomoya was shocked and was about to chase after her.
At this mont, a car not far away happened to arrive in front of him, and the car window slowly rolled down.
Inside was a woman whose appearance was extrely similar to Eriri's, blocking him.
The woman wore a gorgeous kimono. Except for the color of her hair and pupils, which were purple, if she were with Eriri, they would look exactly like twin sisters.
This lady was Eriri's mother, and her na was Sawamura Sayuri.
So n could catch up and successfully persuade Eriri. But with Aki Tomoya's stubborn and sowhat obsessive nature, things might actually get worse.
Sayuri looked at Eriri's retreating figure with a worried expression on her face and gently shook her head at Aki Tomoya.
The car started, leaving Tomoya alone in place.
...
Let's leave the matter there for now.
At Kitahara Sosuke's house, ti moved forward two days.
He didn't know the final outco of the conflict between Eriri and Aki Tomoya.
For Sosuke, whether Aki Tomoya yielded and agreed to Eriri or refused was all the sa to him.
Although it was far from the level of Hayato-kun, he very, very, very much disliked little brother Tomoya.
Even if those two were to start dating now, he would find a way to cause Tomoya so trouble and make them eventually part ways.
To prevent the self-proclaid "only likes 2D, not interested in 3D Aki Tomoya" from going back on his word and slapping himself in the face,
Kitahara Sosuke would always, without hesitation, extend his helping hand to Green-kun.
That was just how it was.
In a sense, Aki Tomoya should even thank him.
Now that Aki Tomoya had broken his own flag, it had saved him the trouble.
Because Kitahara Sosuke wasn't that free right now and didn't have much ti to play white album gas with him.
Not only did he have to go to the Divine Mother's place on weekends to learn.
As for Miko, after his injuries healed, Sosuke planned to clean up the dirty things around her, at least so that the girl wouldn't have to worry about nightmares at night.
Also, next he had to find a way to bring his cat ho.
In short, whatever happened to those three was fine. Compared to that, he was more concerned about whether the malicious rumors spread by those girls would hurt Kato gumi.
Kitahara Sosuke's ti was fully booked.
At this mont, he was only wearing a pair of gray long pants, his lean upper body bare.
Four large iron rings, like car wheels, hung on his body, each weighing 50 kilograms.
Kitahara Sosuke used his uninjured hand to skillfully and continuously do pull-up training with one hand.
If it were his previous life, an ordinary person who could even move one of the four iron rings could try to break the world record.
But Kitahara Sosuke's current body could adapt to this level of training without any pressure.
It hadn't even reached his limit yet.
Now, little by little, he was steadily moving towards the non-human beings in his common sense.
Sweat secreted from his pores flowed straight down his body, dripping onto the ground drop by drop.
It wasn't the muscle of a bodybuilder with a freakishly low body fat percentage, nor was it simply the large amount of fat stored on the body of a strongman.
This body had found a good balance in between, capable of arousing the desire of so fitness enthusiasts to appreciate it.
Strong and full of the beauty of power, with great endurance.
It didn't quite suit the preferences of girls who liked the host club style.
But for those who liked this style, it held great appeal.
Perhaps at so point, there might be so unexpected gains, it wasn't certain.
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