By the evening, everyone had returned, but everyone's mood was different in Shi Chen's opinion.

Ren still maintained his usual slightly frivolous smile, but his steps seemed to be a little frivolous - what was the reason, Shi Chen naturally understood in seconds; Felicia also looked like a noble and elegant pretending to be a coquette, and the smile on her face made it impossible to find fault with it - but it didn't feel very affectionate. Mashiro is expressionless, and the corners of her mouth are lightly hooked, and the empty space with a hint of confusion in her eyes, Nanami, who is a little worried, and Shion, whose expression is as usual, is in stark contrast.

"Akiko, can you come to my room later?"

In the evening, at the usual table where some alien is noisy, Shion smiles and says to Akiko, "There's something I want you to help me see!" ”

"Okay."

After a slight hesitation, Akiko replied.

Shi Chen's eyebrows moved imperceptibly.

There is basically no intersection between the two people, what does Shion have to show Akiko?

However, this can be ignored for the time being, and it is better to think about the matter of Sota first - if you don't care about him, maybe this time, Sakura Sho will start to have a long time of low pressure.

Although he often creates low pressure, this does not mean that he likes to be in the range of low pressure created by others.

"How's the afternoon date?"

He asked expressionlessly as he looked at Kuta, who had just stretched out his chopsticks.

"Senpai, that's not a date! I just went to visit the art exhibition. ”

"It's so straightforward to say it, it's really sad for Sota."

"Then please look a little sad, Miss Rita."

"Art exhibition?" Shi Chen said softly, then glanced at Rita with a deep gaze, and did not speak again.

"Do you have any advice from Tosaka-san?"

With an elegant smile, Rita asked Shi Chen.

For this senior, who has hardly communicated with her since she entered Sakuraso, the seniors of Mashiro and Kuta, she has an instinctive inexplicable fear - especially the indifferent eyes of the other party that seem to be hiding something behind them.

Even for that one often and she is in tune with each other. Playing Playboy Ren, she only felt a little tricky.

However, if you don't challenge it a little, you always feel a little unwilling.

And now that the overall situation has been decided, it seems that the opportunity is just right!

"Nothing." Although I don't know Rita's thoughts, this doesn't prevent Shi Chen from doing something a little "I just think Rita-san, you-" The corners of his mouth hooked up with an extremely hateful arc, "It's good." ”

On the other side, Ren's eyebrows raised happily and did not speak.

"Rita is good?" There was a question in the real white red eyes.

"Well, that's good."

It's good to have a ghost!

This is a common complaint in everyone's hearts except for Mashiro.

But no one really said it—not even Rita, who was keenly aware of the contempt and indifference in his words.

"Thank you Tosaka-san for the compliment." Rita smiled and said, "But Tosaka-san, you don't seem to be very friendly! I've been here for so long, and I haven't officially communicated with you once! ”

"Things are a little busier after entering the new semester, and I apologize for neglecting Miss Rita, I hope you can accept it."

Although his face was still expressionless, in the eyes of others, Shi Chen no longer had the unfathomable feeling he had before, and he had regained his usual 'approachability'.

"Hehe, Tosaka-san, is too polite."

After this false exchange, as if nothing had happened, the table returned to its previous hustle and bustle

Compared with Shi Chen's room that insisted on pragmatism, the style was simple and rough to the extreme, and there was no decoration, Ziyuan's room was another gentle and elegant with the style of the Holy Response religion - mainly white, and the pink sheets, quilts, curtains, and wallpaper made the room full of a soft and quiet atmosphere; The green potted plants next to the bed and the bookshelves near the desk add a touch of life and bookishness to the small room.

'At the festival of the gods, the black demon appeared, and it brought destruction, calamity, ruin, and took away the lives of the people, both adults and children; It was the man, or the woman, who was killed by him. Countless calamities arose on this day, and finally, the fire that rushed to the sky burned and burned all the qiē, but the demons will eventually be punished by God, and will be punished by God. ’

"What is this?"

Holding the paper that Shion handed to her and had just read out the words printed on it, Akiko asked vigilantly.

She suddenly remembered that the senior, when he used to go on an 'adventure', he was wearing black clothes!

"This is what an internationally renowned archaeologist found last year in the remains of a primitive tribe in Venezuela in South America -- the original text is the original character of that tribe, and after translation, that's it."

Shion said softly. She went home this time to get this thing - with the help of her father's many friends in the cultural circles, after some searching, her father's former university alumnus, an archaeologist surnamed Hase River, after learning of her request, very readily came up with his own results - anyway, he was not going to use this to publish a paper and win any awards - like this kind of small tribe in South America, Central Africa, Southeast Asia, a lot of small tribes, the analysis of the paper is useful! Compared to this, if you dig up the ancestral grave of the dark card and study it, maybe you can win a grand prize and cause a global repercussion or something.

Akiko breathed a sigh of relief - since it was a relic, it had nothing to do with its predecessors. It's impossible for seniors to travel back in time, right?

"This relic is the one that my predecessors visited?"

After removing her worries, Akiko guessed the most likely answer.

"This ruin—" Shion gave her a complicated look, "was formed about two years ago. The cause may have been a fire, but it did not spread - because there was a clear barrier. Moreover, the archaeologist didn't find any," her eyebrows furrowed at this point, "and he didn't find any clues in the vicinity about the traces of this tribe member, not even a single bone." ”

"Two years ago," Akiko muttered.

Isn't that the time when the seniors went?!

Don't

Akiko's eyes were full of disbelief

At the same time, Shi Chen's room.

"Tosaka."

There was no need to look back from the computer, and the undulating voice let Shi Chen know who it was.

"Really white?"

However, she didn't look at her Kuta, what was she doing here?

"Sit down." Interrupting the costume in the EDEN that was being designed, Shi Chen turned around, and nodded slightly softly with the lines on his face, "What's the matter?" ”

Of course, to others, his expression was no different from before.

"A question."

"Well, let's talk about it."

"What does 'Rita is fine' mean?"

“”

Isn't that self-inflicted?

"Well, it probably means -- Miss Rita is a very nice girl."

"Lying."

Can you not be so direct, Miss Mayashiro?

Shi Chen silently complained in his heart.

For Zhenbai, who almost relies entirely on intuition, or the heart, to feel the world, Shi Chen's rather qualityless lie is simply defenseless.

Similar, but different, indifferent red pupils stared at Shi Chen, as if if if he didn't say the real answer, these eyes would keep staring at the earth.

"Okay, I see." Shi Chen nodded, his expression becoming stern, "But, are you sure you want to know?" ”

"You know."

"Rita wants you to go back to England."

"Hmm."

"She wants Kuta to come and persuade you to go back."

"Kuta?"

Looking at the true whiteness that he tilted his head slightly and showed with his eyes that he didn't understand, Shi Chen felt a slight headache - sure enough, intuition alone could not solve the problem of requiring IQ.

"Because for you, of course, this is in the eyes of others, drawing is a far more promising career than comics, and Rita asked Kuta to see your exhibition today to make him realize that. Then, for the sake of your future, Sota may want to let you go back to the UK to continue studying painting. Moreover, judging from Kutai's table today, it seems that he already has an idea in this regard. ”

Maybe Shi Chen's words were too profound for Zhenbai, or maybe the amount of information contained in them had too much impact, after he finished speaking, Zhenbai was stunned, and his originally clear eyes were full of confusion.

Isn't the way you speak a little too simple and crude?

Looking at such a true whiteness, Shi Chen couldn't help but think quietly in his heart.

For Mashiro and Kuta, he always has a feeling of looking at his juniors - Mashiro's almost daily Baumkuchen cake and Kuta's fulfilling summer vacation are proof. The number of people who enjoy this treatment is comparable to the rate at which he smiles. Although he also has a younger sister, due to the distance, he has to transfer part of this mood to these juniors around him to comfort him.

Of course, Shi Chen's feelings for them are not just so simple.

"--I'm going to be a cartoonist."

After a while, both the voice and the eyes were extremely clear and firm, and he said seriously.

"Hmm."

This situation was expected by Shi Chen, so he just hummed softly.

"So, Tosaka help me."

“？”

"Help me."

“”

"Tosaka can help me."

"Is it for me to help you do the work of the empty too?" His eyes blinked seriously a few times, and finally he reacted, and by the way, Shi Chen, who understood the meaning of the true vernacular, asked.

"Do work?"

"It's just to let Kuta not think about letting you go back to England."

"Hmm."

"This words" Shi Chen pondered for a moment, although if he didn't do something, it seemed that this time the matter could end smoothly, but who knows if there will be some accidents?

"Okay." He nodded, "I'll figure it out." ”