(If today's recommended vote is over 1200, I will double change tomorrow~)

Now for the evening news. At 7:29 a.m. yesterday, an explosion occurred in the Xindong high-end residential area......

"The world is really not peaceful now."

Sitting on the soft couch of his home, looking at the notes scrolling on the evening news in front of him. Pull the tab of the MAX coffee open and put it in your mouth. The sweet and greasy taste makes it easy to feel the beauty of life.

Hikiya Hachiman, who has always been a lively family, ushered in peace today after a long absence. Yui Yui Hihama will not come here without the presence of Yukino under the snow. Under the snow, the snow is not the factor of Yui Hihama would not have come here. When the chain breaks, it naturally produces such a calming effect.

Even though we live across the street under the snow, it's a matter of two people and not one person, isn't it?

The relationship shouldn't be good, and the two people who got together because of all kinds of accidents are still exempt from this royal plot, and this so-called happy ending is now something that even elementary school students won't watch. Decisively cutting off thoughts is what men have to do.

And based on this incident, I did judge that my mentality has indeed changed a little with the passage of time. But fortunately, I realized it before the change, so I was able to correct it. It is often said that the mind of the mind is as fickle as the flow of water, and this is not at all true. It's really hard to notice this kind of subtle change.

Luckily, the time that has passed has been relatively short, and it hasn't had much of an impact. It is only a temporary abnormality caused by the cause of the disease. As a man who secretly hones himself, I can still resist this kind of small thing. The wisdom I have gained proves that if a man is unable to resist temptation, then he will never have a future. I firmly believe in this solitary philosophy, which is why I have worked alone until now.

Naturally, I can't be shaken by a little thing. It wasn't so much that I was shaken by anything, but rather that I spent a few hours reflecting on all the childish actions I've been doing lately.

In the end, after thinking about it and sorting it out, I came to the conclusion that such a thing as illness is really terrible.

So, when I returned to loneliness, I am still working alone.

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

…… It's just that sometimes the email is annoying.

I frowned and decided to ignore the email's chime. Anyway, there is no one else who can find me at this time except spam text messages. Yukishita and Yubihama have my email address for visiting the sick, but they're not the kind of people who send out the news, especially if something like that happened today.

So I just thought about it for a while and decided to give up reading SMS. Then I watched the evening news with a cup of coffee, hoping to find a little meaningful information from the host's nonsense to add a little extra income.

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

…… Huh?

Recently, spam has started to play fatigue bombing tactics to gain trust?

Could it be that if you want to prove yourself right with endless text messages, you will only be willing to stop that kind of extreme spam text message when the victim gives up thinking? No, in that case, the cost of information alone is enough of a headache, right? Could it be that my sworn enemy wants to play with me? That's even more unreliable than a spam message, because I don't have anyone to call an enemy.

So this kind of thing just needs to ignore him, right? It's just that the owner of the phone is temporarily absent, so let's be a little more restrained. Otherwise, I'd just press 911 to call the police. Don't crooks learn now?

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

"Hey, hey, isn't it......"

I suddenly thought of a rather frightening possibility.

Because I do have the impression of such a stalker woman, and she does know my email address.

But it's a bit unlikely, right? I'm an honest and trustworthy Hikiya Hachiman, and I didn't do anything that could cause damage or anything, right? Or is it just for the sake of such a small thing as a timber seat that you want to ask me for verification? In that case, you are too competent as a teacher, right? The parents' association is so happy that it is about to cry.

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

'You have a new email, please check it. ’

……

For the next ten minutes, there was a steady stream of email alerts.

As a man of achievement, I decisively threw my phone across the street, completely ignoring the endless text messages.

But this does not solve the root cause of the problem. That troublesome guy is definitely the kind of person who won't give up until he achieves his goal, and I can't do anything but express my sense of resistance.

This is just a small trick to be applied in the next duel, and it is completely harmless. The man knew what I was thinking, but I also had insight into all of her skills. Now this rejection is nothing more than pulling the conditions on both sides to the same level. Because the first time I was really wrong.

However, it would be a different matter if she had called. In that case, the control is in my hands.

So let's do a countdown game and figure out when she's going to call.

Three, two, one.

'Ms. Hiratsuka-sensei is calling you! Ms. Hiratsuka is calling you! ’

Look.

With a subtle sense of complacency, I flipped the flip cover of my phone open and pressed the answer button.

“…… I'm really convinced of you, Biqigu. If you don't waste your teacher's phone bill, won't you be reconciled? ”

"I'm more curious about how you called me than a phone bill."

A familiar female voice came from the speakers.

Shizune Hiratsuka, my Mandarin teacher.

At the same time, she is also the manager of the Ministry of Service, a gathering place that is not even a good club.

That's the only reason she called me so late.

"Biqigu, I have learned a little bit about the recent affairs of the Ministry of Service through the contacts of various parties, have you encountered anything bad recently and are you a little emotional? It doesn't feel like your style at all. ”