Chapter 24—What Is Hidden Beneath Loneliness?

Once I sat down, I began to carefully look for every opportunity to control the field. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info doesn't liven up the atmosphere, but at least it doesn't get stuck or loops indefinitely... Anyway, I don't know if I have this talent, but if it's Hayama's guy, it's definitely okay.

The order of seating was not deliberately arranged, with Liu Wei and Mike sitting opposite me, and Yezuki and Yang Nai on the side. After finishing the last bowl of rice under the snow, he sat down next to me.

Since coming from the couch to the front and back of the table, it has become unusually quiet, and even Mike is sitting in his place properly. Although the table was full of people, it was completely lifeless and exuded a dull atmosphere. I can't help but think of the final dinner.

The food on the table was so rich that just looking at it would whet someone's appetite, not to mention the aroma, so I was drawn to the food before I felt depressed.

After that, under the snow before dinner, after saying "I'm moving", he took the lead in picking up chopsticks.

Since someone is taking the lead, the rest are also taking their own actions, ha... Anyway, I just drank a little milk in the morning so I'm hungry now.

Putting a piece of egg in his bowl, sighing and turning the negative emotions in his heart into appetite, when he began to deal with food seriously, Mike on the other side suddenly said in a very sincere tone

[My dear Hikigu-kun, please be careful~]

[Huh?]

This guy.. It's okay to say that it's disgusting, but that subtle statement and gloating expression is really annoying... No, there's definitely something wrong with this guy.

Because of the incident just now, not only me, but also everyone else couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, when I put the egg cube in my mouth, there was a burning sensation throughout my gums and jaw, and although I reacted instantly, it also came out

[Hmm.]

With such a heavy moan, the two hands covered their cheeks out of instinctive reaction, but they specially noticed that they didn't spit out the food in their mouths and forcibly swallowed it..

Then, I found that this guy Mike was pursing his deformed mouth, his shoulders were shaking, and it was really hard to hold back... Damn, bastard...

[... How... Already?]

Liu Wei slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, half asking and half worried.

[Oops, failure, failure...] Now, Xiaoyin?]

[...]

There was no response, but instead she put down her chopsticks and sighed softly, then turned her gaze to the side under the snow.

[...]

He stopped moving under the snow, put the dishes and chopsticks neatly on the table, and looked at me silently... So, is silence your language? a new disease or a z-virus or something... It's terrible to look at me like this.

At this moment, another very unsociable voice rang out, and Mike, after looking around, smiled and smug on his face, and then began to speak in a narrative tone.

[Judging by the normal situation of an adult around 20 years old, a punch of the right fist full of anger has a force of about 70-150 kilograms, and then when these forces act on the human body, counting the acceleration, well, it can be compared to falling from a height of three meters, of course, the face touches the ground first.] ]

After saying that, he gave me a thumbs up.... This guy... Will you die if you keep your mouth shut? What is this pile of scientific data and such a vivid metaphor? Give me death!

Moreover, because of such superfluous explanations, the atmosphere of the whole table is even more oppressive.

What to do.. The current word.. I glared at Mike viciously, then smiled hard

[Three meters.] It's not very high, so...]

[Oh?]

I tried to turn the conversation in my favor, but it seemed that interest had come under the snow, and I squinted at me with a cold gaze from the gap, and the corners of my mouth curved slightly upwards into a penetrating smile

[Well, if you can finish this bowl of flavored soup...] I'll admit it... Three meters is not high. ]

As he spoke, he took the steaming bowl of soup and placed it in front of me. No! This tangled place is completely wrong! Isn't it a problem of height?!

... Not.. I looked around and looked back at the soup. Hm.. If you hurry up, it should be within the range of what you can bear..

I felt that everyone's eyes were focused on me, and it seemed that they were all waiting for my choice.

Even if it's a fact that everyone knows, even if you make an unreasonable choice, it won't change anything, so let's drink it as a comfort in your heart.

So I slowly lifted it up, touched it lightly with my lips to make sure that the temperature was about the same as warm water, and then poured it down with a gulp.

Ignoring their surprised expressions under the snow, Mike, who had been laughing, frowned slightly.

With a "snap", I put the empty bowl on the table with a crisp sound.

[So that's fine, right?]

[....]

After being stunned for a while, Xue Xia finally turned around, picked up the dishes and chopsticks again, paused, and started again, as if everyone was following the action.

.... It's finally starting to look like lunch... I shook my head and left the clutter behind.

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End of lunch.

To be precise, their lunch was over, in a fairly safe atmosphere, and I was quietly watching them, with no food or soup.

Because as long as you move the chopsticks, you will be stared at at least two or viciously, or half worried and half uncomfortable, so you can only sit in the position and be a guy who makes up the number of people... It feels so pathetic.

After the two of them cleaned up the dining table, it seemed that it was useless to continue to sit like this.

[Ahh Thank you sincerely, Miss Yukishita. ]

Mike sighed and stood up, bowed deeply to the snow, looked up at me and smiled, and continued

[So, since I see that Biqi Gu-kun is so energetic, it's almost time for me to leave, Bye~]

By the time he said this, Mike had already begun to walk towards the door, shaking his hands as he went, as if he didn't care about other people's opinions at all. Although I think it's best for this guy to go quickly, it's not a little too presumptuous... No, it should be called too liberating, right?

Originally, this guy was redundant...

.... Well?

How... This atmosphere?

With the sound of the door closing, although there was no movement, the atmosphere that was originally normal became compact in an instant, like... Curry... The case of boiling paste exudes an abnormal smell.

I can't help but become careful about breathing.

In this frozen air, under the snow looked back at me with a mysterious smile, tilting his head slightly, and in this dead space, there was a gentle voice that made people not feel a smile

[So, Hachiman-kun, your lunch... Have you figured out what you're going to eat?]