"Huh? I don't think I've noticed this... But Shirakawa-san really didn't bring a bento to school... I usually go to the cafeteria or the commissary. ”

"There should be, Shirakawa-san, he has a girlfriend, right?"

"How come, do you have a girlfriend who still confesses to Hayakawa-san? That's terrible, isn't it? ”

"I said it was a misunderstanding~"

"Girlfriend... It should be the head of the calligraphy department, Tsukimi-san, right? I've often seen them walking along the way..."

The girls began to discuss in a rambling manner, and Natsuori Asano stepped out and calmly extracted the information she needed from the fragmented information.

What are the weaknesses of this damn sister?

Natsuori Asano secretly probed his news like this, and Shirakawa Zehei on the other side didn't know about it. At this moment, he was holding a lunch bread and walked quickly to an activity room.

He rented a small room by himself, and he couldn't even get together a set of pots and pans, let alone make his own bento and bring it to school. Although cooking at home is more economical, it is still cost-effective to buy it directly in terms of time cost.

"Excuse me." Shirakawa Zehei symbolically shouted and pushed open the door of the calligraphy club.

"White... Shirakawa-san..."A voice sounded weakly, and as the owner of the voice lowered his head shyly, the remaining words "good afternoon" gradually sank.

It was a pair of extremely pure and lovely eyes, like a newborn deer in spring, curious and a little wary.

The black hair that had just passed the neck was braided in a slightly thin braid at the side, and a pale red headband was tied at the end, just to reveal the delicate and soft earlobes.

As her head lowered and lowered, the flush on the girl's cheeks gradually spread to the tips of her ears.

The two have known each other for almost a year, and the girl still seems to be a little afraid to take the initiative to say hello to Shirakawa Zeping, and the good afternoon just now has exhausted the courage she has finally accumulated.

"Well, Tachibana-san, isn't Minister Tsukimi here?" Shirakawa Zehei didn't mean to let the girl continue to bury her head, and took the initiative to speak up.

Tachibana Zhimo froze down, grabbed the skirt of the school uniform and replied cautiously: "The minister is not here, it seems that he was called away by the teacher in charge..."

Aside from the initiative to say hello at the beginning, Tachibana Zhimo was still able to communicate relatively normally with Shirakawa Zeping, who had known him for a long time.

Hearing this, Shirakawa Zehei nodded, and did not investigate the reason why the head of the calligraphy department went out. He cleared the messy pile of rice paper in the activity room, cleared an open space on a table, and sat down to start concentrating on lunch.

Today's activity room was as chaotic as usual, but it was better to endure it. Don't add too much to the paramecium minister's arrogance.

After sitting down for only two seconds, Shirakawa Sawahei frowned and got up to find the cleaning tools in the activity room.

Tachibana Zhimo saw Shirakawa Zehei's familiar movements, and secretly showed a little smile in his crystal warm eyes, and then quickly got up and helped Shirakawa Zehei clean up together.

Shirakawa-san, it's still the same... See the place that had to be neat~

He usually spends his lunch break here. It's not that he feels embarrassed to eat bread alone in the classroom, but Shirakawa Sawahei feels that the activity room of the calligraphy club gives him a faint sense of security.

Maybe it's because the rice paper on the table is full of Chinese characters, or maybe it's a deer with clear eyes in the activity room of the calligraphy department. During his high school career, he spent most of his free time here.

Coincidentally, Shirakawa Sawapei's opportunity to join the calligraphy club was just to find a student who could write well and use it to brush up on his Japanese writing skills.

It's just that he didn't expect for a while that Neon's calligraphy club actually practiced Chinese characters.

There is no wife in the wife's cake, there is no lion in the lion's head, and the neon calligraphy club has no Japanese, which can be called several tragedies in the world!

Fortunately, learning the talent bonus of Miss Ji Tachibana Zhimo did not disappoint Shirakawa Zehei's painstaking efforts, and after obtaining her bonus, Shirakawa Zehei's Japanese writing finally became elegant and atmospheric, and it will never be as embarrassing as before.

But then again, it's been a year since he set Tachibana Zhimo as the target of the strategy study. On the other side, Hayakawa Summer Solstice has already passively confessed four times, and Tachibana Zhimo doesn't seem to have any signs yet.

What is the basis for the judgment of this confession interception?

Rao is based on Shirakawa Zeping's brain power, and he can't figure out how this low-wall system works. He chewed the bread slowly, wandering around the world, thinking about all sorts of messy things.

For him, it was a rare break.

Tachibana sat across from Shirakawa Sawapei, taking small sips of his bread. Originally, she would bring a bento box to school, but since Shirakawa Sawapei often went to the activity room for lunch break, she only brought a bread for lunch.

The lunch break at Neon High School was not long, and as Tachibana closed the book in front of him, Shirakawa Sawahei also woke up from his fugue.

"Put... See you after school! Miss Tachibana Zhimo waved nervously at Shirakawa Zehei, she was not used to saying goodbye like this, so that her movements looked a little stiff.

"Well, see you after school."

Tachibana Zhimo turned around and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, while clenching his small fists hard.

Attaboy! It's already time to say goodbye! Keep up the good work! Little ink!

A thin pink envelope fell from the book with Tachibana Zhimo's previous stiff wave of his hand...

Shirakawa Zehei didn't think about it, he quickly caught the envelope and opened his mouth to stop Tachibana Zhimo.

"Tachibana-san, wait a minute."

At the moment when the envelope was naturally handed out, a light suddenly flashed in Shirakawa Zehei's mind.

Damn, oh no!

Sure enough, from Shirakawa Zeping's perspective, Tachibana Zhimo was stunned for a moment when he saw the pink love envelope, and then his face quickly turned red.

"In vain, in vain... Shirakawa-san... I, I, I..."Miss Tachibana Zhimo's tongue suddenly began to knot.

"This... I'm going to ask my family... After all... At this age... Getting married or something..."

She closed her eyes tightly, not daring to make the slightest eye contact with Shirakawa Zepei. The long and thin eyelashes trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a little crystal tears hanging on them, and Bei Yan bit his lip, revealing an expression of wanting to cry.

"Married?" Shirakawa Zehei was shocked by the brain hole of Miss Tachibana Zhimo.

According to his understanding, such a strange coincidence is obviously the pot of the system, it is estimated that which boy stuffed a confession letter to Miss Tachibana Zhimo, but she didn't find out for a while...

Since it's a misunderstanding, let's unravel it... But why did this learning Ji think about getting married as soon as she came up?

"No... No! Tachibana Zhimo hurriedly waved his hand.

"I'm not saying I don't want to marry you, Shirakawa-san..."

As soon as these words came out, Tachibana Zhimo immediately felt speechless, and said in a panic: "I didn't mean that I wanted to be with you, classmate Shirakawa..."

As if she couldn't explain it clearly, she simply covered her face with her hands and squatted down, while letting out a mournful cry like a small animal.