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"The bus is the first level...... "Harusa touched his chin.

Just walking to the bus stop, he found that Dai's body was extremely tense.

There weren't many people waiting for the bus at this time, but there were still some men there.

When he saw the teacher's frightened rabbit-like appearance, he couldn't bear it.

Or call a taxi?

Wallets hurt!

The cost of renting from here to Yuen Wah Middle School is not a small amount for migrant workers.

But look at the other person's appearance......

"Teacher, let's take a taxi. Haruji said while apologizing to the wallet-kun in his heart.

"No...... No. Dai refused.

"People...... Man...... Not a lot, I can ......."

She was scared.

The body wanted to run away, but it couldn't.

Have the courage to work hard, and don't run away!

The bus that I was waiting for came.

People get on the bus in an orderly manner.

"Teacher ......"

"Hmmm......"

Harusa walked ahead and got into the car.

Dai followed him, and with a slightly slower pace, also got into the car.

There is also an empty seat.

Harusa asked Dai to sit down, and he stood at a suitable distance from the side.

After sitting down, Dai felt relieved to see the boy standing considerately in a position that was neither very close nor far away.

The body is less tense.

The bus drove up, and she looked out the window.

The last time I took the bus, it was a long time ago.

You don't need to go out very often for work, and the few who go out are also by taxi.

In fact, I really wanted to sit for a rental just now, and I was about to say it.

But as soon as Haruta-kun opened his mouth, he refused.

I don't know what kind of mentality it is, but ...... No escape, great!

Dai sincerely thinks so.

However.

After two stops, the bus stopped at the third stop, and suddenly many men and women came up!

It's all young people in professional attire...... Do you have to attend an interview or some other group event?

Either way, it's broken.

Harusa looked at Dai and saw that the latter's face had become very pale, as if he was about to tremble.

He had no choice but to get close to each other and use his body to block those strange men and women...... The main thing is to block strange men.

A large number of people crowded into the car.

Harusa was squeezed close to Dai's seat.

"Teacher, how's it going?"

Dai didn't answer, just tightened up.

What should I do?

Get off at the next stop? No, you have to squeeze to get off the train in this situation, and you will definitely have physical contact with men, which is very bad.

I had to ask the teacher to be patient...... I hope that these people will get off the bus before they get to the bus stop near Yuanhua.

"Teacher, bear with me, it'll be fine. He said as gently as he could.

Dai looked at him slowly, nodded slowly, and looked like she was about to cry.

Buses travel.

It seems that the uncomfortable time has passed for a long time.

Haruji, who had been looking at Dai, could see that her mental state was deteriorating.

The men and women never got out of the car.

In the end, as Harusa was worried, when they arrived at the bus stop near Yuanhua, these people were still on the bus.

I don't want to do that, but ...... Give it a try?

"Teacher, it's time to get to the station, let's go down...... Okay?" Haruji asked cautiously.

Go down...... Squeeze through the crowd?

Dai thought about it and trembled.

No, impossible, impossible!

She didn't answer, just huddled in her seat.

Harusa knew the answer.

"Well, no reluctance, we don't go down. When these people get out of the car, we'll get out again. He said softly.

The bus started again.

The torment continues.

After another three stops, the men and women who were packed with cars got off the bus.

At this time, Dai's body was tense and trembling, and she covered her face with her hands and let out soft sobs.

Seeing her like this, Harusa also felt uncomfortable.

Some passengers noticed them and cast strange glances.

Harusa couldn't pay attention to what others thought, he just hoped that no one would call the police or anything, and if that were the case, it would be ......

Sure enough, I should have taken a taxi!

He sighed inwardly, but it was useless to think about it at this time.

"Teacher, they've gotten out of the car...... Let's get off later. ”

Dai sniffed, barely stopped sobbing, and nodded.

It's here again.

The two got out of the car.

After getting off the bus, I left the bus stop and entered a nearby coffee shop.

There weren't many customers in the store.

Harusa asked Dai to sit in the corner, and he talked to the waiter himself, asked for a pot of black tea, and then sat down opposite Dai.

He wanted to say something, but looking at the other person's appearance, he thought it would be better to be quiet for the time being.

A moment later, the male waiter came over with black tea, and Hariji took the initiative to take it and put it on the table.

When he poured the tea and gently moved the cup of black tea in front of the other party, the female cartoonist made a sound.

"Thank you......"

"Teacher, are you alright?"

"Leave it at that...... It's better. ”

Dai reached for her cup and smiled weakly.

Her eyes were red, her face was very pale, and she looked a little haggard.

"Relax, there's no one here, it's quiet. ”

Harusa said gently, picking up his teacup and taking a sip.

Well...... It doesn't feel good. I drank too much good tea from the president's family, and the taste became worse.

The quality of the tea, the technique of making the tea...... Thinking of this, the figure of Hojo-senpai came to mind.

The corners of Haruji's mouth curled slightly.

"I'm reminded of a guy who makes tea very well......" he started the conversation.

The maid of the current student president, who is the eldest lady, turned out to be the former student president, and has such an exaggerated nickname as "smiling executioner".

It's very appropriate and beautiful to wear a black and white maid outfit, the tea is delicious, the cooking is delicious, and you can make your own desserts...... Yokan or something.

There is such a girl?

Dai was intrigued by what Harusa said.

As a female cartoonist, she also has a strong interest in maids, and when she hears that there is such a character in reality, she naturally cares.

Harusa aroused the interest of the other party with Hojo-senpai, and after getting a response, he then talked about the topic of maids, and then talked about other things.

The atmosphere became lighter.

The two chatted and chatted, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they couldn't stop!

After all, this is an otaku and a manga artist otaku.

They have common interests, and once they open the conversation, what they can talk about is endless.

The black tea was drunk before I knew it, and I asked for a pot of green tea.

The dim sum with tea gradually asked for several servings.

The two forgot their original purpose and were completely immersed in the conversation with each other.

"Hey, is that how it has developed since then!?"

Knowing the latest plot of the "Honey Sugar Girl" manga, Harusa exclaimed.

"It's an amazing unfolding...... But if you think about it, there was indeed foreshadowing before. ”

He was amazed by the ingenuity of the other party's conception, and it took a few seconds for him to react.

"Wait, this is something that hasn't been published yet, right? Spoilers for me...... Is that okay?"

The female cartoonist's smiling expression froze for a moment.

"This ...... Just say it casually, it should be fine...... Right?" she looked away in embarrassment.

Harusa: "............"

Obviously not without problems, hey!

"The teacher's manga is a big hit, and it may be troublesome to spoil the content that hasn't been published yet...... That's not too prudent. ”

"Uh......h Will Haruta-kun say it?" realizing her mistake, Dai bowed her head slightly.

"Of course not, I'll keep it a secret!" Harusa's eyes flashed.

"But the spoilers are not right after all, teacher, don't take an example. ”

"Woo...... Haruta-kun, the tone is a bit like Saki. ”

Saki, that is, edited by Yoshizawa.

Dai already knew that Harusa and Saki Yoshizawa knew each other and were writing a novel.

Speaking of Yoshizawa editors...... What kind of person is she in the eyes of the teacher?"

Harusa took a sip of tea and asked casually.

Before the other party could answer, he heard his mobile phone ring.