In the early morning dance studio, cold with a bit of desolation, I sat on the windowsill with my knees curled, my head against the glass and looking into the air, my deep pupils were full of emptiness, "It's the beginning of a new day, a hard day......

In the quiet room, a weak retort suddenly came from the corner of the wall, "I am the ...... who works hard."

"If you hadn't informed me that the ban was over, would I have had to work so hard, young master?" I swept my hateful gaze over, staring at the guy who was piled up in the corner like a rag, so tired that he couldn't breathe, and raised the corner of his mouth weirdly, "The floor in front of you isn't polished bright enough, don't continue!" ”

"I'm your agent, you can't oppress me like this!" Sugiyama Kei, who resembles a rag, straightens his small waist, and strands of sweat-soaked hair stick tightly to his forehead, making him look very sloppy and embarrassed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's just a temporary agent," the young master shrugged my shoulders disdainfully, and turned his head to look out the window indifferently, "You can only be regarded as a life assistant at most." ”

"I ...... I will be yes one day, and as long as I can make a result, the firm will definitely recognize me. Sugiyama retracted, and his voice became less and less confident. I've been doing my best to help you with your work lately......"

"Yes, I only found a job in flat mold for ten days, and the money I earned was not enough to buy two takoyaki." The young master took the next sentence mercilessly, crushing his last rise in one fell swoop, "Wipe it quickly, the dancers are coming soon!" ”

"Woo woo woo ......" Sugiyama Jing took off his foggy glasses, rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and was crying like a little milk dog when the door of the dance studio was pushed open, Sugiyama Jing froze for a moment, and his tender face immediately turned red.

The girl standing at the door was stunned, suffering from a dilemma, and awkwardly poked her foot and took it back. "Morning ...... It's good, Wakai-san, and ...... This gentleman. ”

"Haha, early ......" Sugiyama Jing's face was flushed with shame, he lowered his head and smirked embarrassedly, panicked and wanted to put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose, but he was accidentally poked in the eye by the glasses leg, and tears flowed down again, and he lay on the floor in embarrassment, burying his face between his arms like an ostrich, and switched to an ostrich state in an instant. Woowoo woo ......"

"Oh ha, Mika," the young master turned his head calmly, and pulled out a gentle smile at Mika Saeki, who was standing at the door, and stood up and walked over slowly, "You're so early!" ”

There is still more than an hour before the start of the practice, and this girl has already changed into a practice costume, is it too hard? I heard that she already has her own fen and is gradually being accepted by more people. It's a pity that my ban on performances was lifted at this time, and she won't be able to participate in performances regularly in the future. From this point of view, Young Master Ben is really an eyesore! If I now say thank her for being a substitute for a while or something, wouldn't it seem even more hypocritical and disgusting?

"I woke up early and didn't have anything else to do, so I ran to the dance studio early." Mika Saeki half-tilted her head, her pupils full of admiration, looked directly at me without evasion, and a shy pink appeared on her cheeks.

I lowered my eyelids, subconsciously staggered her gaze, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, and lowered her gaze, "Let's practice together, I haven't participated in the performance for a long time, many things are rusty, and you need to teach me again." ”

"Wakai-san, welcome back," Mika Saeki didn't notice anything unusual, nodded childishly, rolled her eyes back and forth a few times, her face flushed and timidly stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms around my shoulders jerkily, hugged me lightly and then let go, "I'm really happy to be your substitute." ”

I was stunned, my body stiffened and let her hold me, and I didn't know how to respond for a while. Happy? She...... Don't mind?

"Senior, let's go practice!" There was a flash of frenzy in her eyes, "Be sure to show them how good you really are!" ”

She doesn't care? She really didn't care! Then, the guy who steals someone else's stage should at least not behave too badly. "Okay, let's get started! Be sure to let others know how great I am! ”

The music sounded, and the two figures side by side danced to the rhythm of the brisk jump. Sugiyama Kei, who had recovered from the ostrich state, looked at me with a surprised look while secretly tidying up his appearance, "Am I dazzled?" How could there be such a serious look on the face of Chisato Wakai......"

Young Master, I was wearing only a sweaty black vest on my upper body, a black shirt kneaded like a rag on my shoulders at will, and my wet short black hair was messy.

"I'm back!" Young master, I flew up and kicked open the half-open door, raised my chin slightly, smiled coldly, and swept my eyes to the girls who were making trouble.

The noisy lounge seemed to have been silenced by someone, and the silence was eerie, with a dozen pairs of big watery eyes full of accusations, pitifully focused on the young master's face, blinking a few eyelashes from time to time.

it! What's the fuss with this? The style of painting is changing too fast! When have these guys ever been so well-behaved? It's not their style at all! Could it be that I went to the wrong set, young master?

Young Master, I swallowed a mouthful of spit, my back contracted slightly, and my eyes unconsciously slid to the side. Suddenly, a small paw reached out behind my back and grabbed my arm with a trembling hand. Young Master, I was shocked and burst out, and I kicked backwards without turning my head, "What the hell?!" ”

"Ruoah~~~~"

When the familiar screams that dragged away from the long sound sounded, Young Master Ben, who was proud to retract the Buddha's # mountain shadowless feet, reached out and rubbed the bridge of his nose a few times, and looked back at the poor guy with a blaming face, "Sugiyama Jing, didn't anyone tell you that it was rude to suddenly come out from behind others?" ”

A few steps away, Sugiyama Kei sat on the ground in the posture of a tragic heroine, and the hand that was stretched out to me trembled violently, and two lines of thick red liquid slowly cut down his nostrils, "Right...... Sorry ......"

"Forget it, knowing your mistakes can improve a lot, young master, I will forgive you a lot!" The young master waved his paw indifferently and pointed to the plastic bag that fell on the ground, "Quickly pick up the snacks, I don't know how many they have broken, you!" Always so careless! ”

"Oh......" Sugiyama Jing nodded blankly, and suddenly touched his nose with a feeling, and then was frightened by the blood in his hand and rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, and then he was silent, "Oh woo~~~~"

Damn, if you accidentally get rid of it, this thing won't die, right?

Young master, I took a few steps closer and bent down, stretched out my finger and poked the waist of this thing, and found that after he subconsciously shook a little, he secretly stuck out his tongue, silently picked up the plastic bag on the ground, and glanced around sneakily, and then faced the dozen or so small faces with dislocated chin in the lounge.

"En," I pretended to cough a few times, walked into the lounge with a nonchalant face, and then closed the door tightly, raised the two large bags of snacks in my hand, and glanced at them with a kind and gentle smile, "There is less than an hour before the performance starts, don't be affected by the outside world, eat some snacks and get ready to go on stage!" ”

The room fell into a mysterious-like silence again, and the girls turned their heads to make up silently, but no one paid attention to me. Young master, I seem to see the withered yellow leaves, floating around me in circles in the cold wind.

Oh yes, it doesn't seem like anything has happened recently? And the last few times I saw these two shortages, Ya was unexpectedly obedient, and there were no hugs or anything, and now this is ...... Wait, these guys haven't been used as humanoid pendants recently, which is completely unscientific! Did I really mess with them? Forgot to buy their favorite snacks?

"Mayouyou?" I took the initiative to walk up to Mayu Watanabe, put a bag of snacks on her table, and bent down to smile "kindly", "There is something you like!" ”

"Humph!" Mayu Watanabe pouted and snorted coldly, arrogantly turned his head to look at the other side, and his white and tender little paws stretched out from under the table, tightly pulling at the corners of my clothes.

Meow in a meow, little CG, you look so arrogant, but your claws are clutching the corners of the young master's clothes in private, is it awkward to be made by Ji like this?

Young master, I raised my hand to wipe the black line off my forehead, turned my head to look at Aika Tada, who hugged a comic, and her smile became more and more "gentle", "What kind of comic is Aijia reading?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Aika Tada threw down the comic book in her hand, her arms crossed her chest with exaggerated movements, her small nose raised proudly with her nostrils to the sky, and her eyes secretly watched my face.

Is this gross? Tsundere's One Hundred and One Posture Exhibition, Hey? The corners of my mouth twitched unconsciously, young master, and I reached out and pressed my swollen temples, and my eyes slid to the other side of Mayu Watanabe.

Yuki Kashiwagi, who had been watching the development of the situation, tensed up even more when my eyes fell on her, and her little ears stood up between her black straight hair.

My gaze paused for a moment, and then slid over her without "nostalgia" and landed on Ayaka Kikuchi, "Ayaka? ”

Kouheng! When Master Ben can't see that you are preparing to take advantage of the opportunity to be arrogant? I don't want you to be happy! I don't believe it anymore, I don't have an old (soft) real (persimmon) person (son) who is easy to pinch.

Soft persimmon chrysanthemum Ayaka made a grimace, secretly threw me a helpless look, and then lowered his head and shrunk his body smaller and smaller, perfectly interpreting what it means to "you can't see me, you can't see me".

Bah, is this unanimous? Young master, I'll just ...... I still don't believe it, you guys are really so united this time. "Miki."

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