So this is why the boy was happy,
"Why would you think that?" Haruka Yuzan was a bit curious.
At this, Heisuke Yonchu scratched his head a bit sheepishly, took a glance around as if afraid soone else would hear, and spoke in a low voice,
"That day, after I finished cleaning, I found Classmate Mishima waiting outside our classroom door. I didn't know her na at the ti, I just thought she was very pure and cute,
but when Classmate Mishima saw , she actually greeted ! And she even called out my na!!"
The more Heisuke went on, the happier and more excited he beca.
Indeed,
in a hallway bathed in twilight, a cute girl in a jk uniform standing at the classroom door, calling out your na as you walked by.
For a boy filled with youthful fantasies, such a scene was lethal.
"Congratulations in advance!" Haruka Yuzan was also happy for his good brother.
"Hehe, actually, I ca to ask for your help with sothing else." Heisuke Yonchu scratched his head again, and the big boy even appeared a little embarrassed.
"What do you need to do? Don't tell you are looking for ideas to woo her." Haruka Yuzan found it amusing, he took out the milk carton that madam had stuffed in his backpack, casually bit down on the straw, and asked.
The boy's languid deanor made the girls in the class look over, their cheeks reddening involuntarily.
In Island Country, a sun-kissed and carefree handso guy was undoubtedly the most attractive.
Especially soone like Classmate Haruka, who looked gentle on the outside but had a wild muscular build, was just an instant kill for the Cherry Blossom Sisters.
Heisuke Yonchu looked at him with so envy. If only he could be as carefree as Haruka,
"That's just one thing, I actually have another favor to ask of you."
"What is it?"
"This Sunday, Mishima invited out to go shopping, but I've already promised my aunt that I'd go relax with her."
Hearing about Heisuke Yonchu's aunt, Haruka Yuzan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart,
"You want to go shopping with Mishima?"
He asked, full of doubt.
"Of course not! I want you to accompany my aunt on her day out!!"
"Cough, cough!" Haruka Yuzan choked on his milk, coughing several tis before he caught his breath.
Looking up with confusion, he said, "Why not postpone the outing with Mishima or your aunt? Space them out, learn to manage your ti!"
Going to see Mrs. Harada, wasn't that the sa as a lamb walking into a tiger's den?
"Ti managent? That's a very apt term, Haruka."
"What sort of strange point of focus is that."
"Sigh." Heisuke Yonchu let out a sigh, and the usually careless boy beca sowhat downcast,
"This is the first ti Mishima has invited out, definitely wouldn't be proper to change the ti."
"Then change the other"
At the ntion of Mrs. Harada, Heisuke's face grew even more sorrowful, "Sigh, don't be fooled by my aunt's age, even though she's over thirty, she still acts like a child, loves to have fun. Plus, she's really pampered at ho. If I don't go this ti, she'll definitely encourage my dad to beat up!"
"That... exaggerated?" Haruka Yuzan was sowhat surprised; his impression was that Mrs. Harada was a gentle and dignified person. How could she be like this?
"Yes!" As if a nerve had been struck, Heisuke Yonchu nearly burst into tears, "You don't know, I've been living under her shadow since I was little, when we were kids..."
Watching his best buddy looking so forlorn and sharing his tragic childhood experiences, like when she snatched his candy, his video gas, and even now his ani figure wives...
Hmm... snatching wives is indeed a bit too much.
"You're so scared of her, yet you dare to stand her up. Even if I were to go, it wouldn't help, would it?"
"Because of love."
"Get lost!"
"And, you're so handso... my aunt is truly beautiful!!!"
"...."
...
The afternoon sun shone brightly,
Haruka Yuzan was enjoying a leisurely lunchti in the activity room.
With a slight lift of his head, he could see the legs of a girl in thigh-high socks, fair and delicate. Looking further up, there was the youthful Absolute Territory.
"Classmate Haruka, do you know it's very impolite to stare at soone's legs while eating?"
The young lady sitting across from him couldn't bear his gaze any longer and looked at him with her cool eyes.
On the table in front of her were several pink boxes filled with girl-like charm. On closer inspection, the food was not much different from the boy's, except that madam had made subtle adjustnts according to their tastes.
This scene made them seem more like ... siblings with incredibly good looks?
Haruka Yuzan calmly sipped his pork rib soup. Just as he was about to speak up in his defense, but the mont he locked eyes with those autumnal orbs, an icy-cold sensation made him swallow back what he had wanted to say,
"Did you enjoy playing gas with Kazumi Misaki last night?"
He changed the subject awkwardly,
"It was alright."
The class president was magnanimous, not taking the boy's actions to heart.
"Actually... I'm also pretty good at gas. I'll coach you soti."
Definitely not because he wanted to show off in the ga in front of the young lady. It was simply a desire to exchange learning experiences,
"What ga were you playing last night? I've got so skills in Street Fighter."
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