In the eyes of the cyclists in the same direction, Shota was a madman, and he dared to compete with himself for speed with his schoolbag, and seeing that he had followed his own street and not yet fallen at speed, the old man on the bicycle suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

"Hahaha! It's nice to be young, I still want to compete with the old man, you know, when I was younger, I was also the one who participated in the national competition as the main general.

You're going to be on it!! ”

At this time, Shota didn't know what the old man who was pedaling the lady's car slowly on the side was going crazy, he only had one thought in his mind now, faster, faster! At the very least, you have to get there before the convenience store closes.

"Ah!!h

The more he thought about it, the more Shota's body function was gradually awakened, and with a roar, he rushed directly in the direction of the convenience store with all his speed, which left the old man who had just stood up and pumped the car to accelerate behind at once.

"Ah...... Wait for me! ”

When Shota appeared at the door of the convenience store panting, he looked behind him in confusion, sweating profusely.

"Did someone just say something?"

Shota, who didn't find the answer, simply left all of this behind, adjusted his breathing, and carried the bag into the convenience store.

"Welcome!"

……

"Ahh Fortunately, although the pork chop bento on sale is gone, I bought a lot of other specials, and it seems that this time can survive again. ”

Carrying a handbag, Shota stood in front of the convenience store and rejoiced.

It's hard to imagine that he was still living a comfortable and free life in Osaka some time ago, and how long has it been since he was reduced to the point where he couldn't eat a full meal.

Sure enough, what is missing between the so-called middle-class family and the proletariat is just a serious illness, and it seems that this time Shota has really been beaten back to its original shape.

When he returned to his place of residence, it was already about eight o'clock in the evening, and he was not in the mood to cook again, so he simply boiled a pot of boiling water with an electric kettle.

He didn't turn on the light, so he just sat in the corner and looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking, until the kettle made a sound for a long time Shota didn't react.

I got up and went into the kitchen, poured the rice balls I just bought today into a bowl and mixed them with boiling water, and there was still seaweed left over from the refrigerator for an unknown year.

While the water was still hot, Shota took a sip of soup and sat there looking at the moon outside.

"Isn't that exactly what you wanted, now?"

His muttering came from the darkness, followed by the sound of swallowing. Such nights are destined to be unpeaceful, and there are many people who cannot sleep for a long time looking at the moon in the sky.

……

"It's going to be early!"

"Hmm."

"Good to grow!"

"Hmm."

"President ......"

"Hmm!"

Some superfluous things had been automatically blocked in his head, and now the world in his eyes was a black and white scene, and the faces in front of him were blurred faces, so that he couldn't tell who was who at all.

It was like a mind-controlled corpse that methodically followed human behavior, and when he got to the shoe closet, there was already someone waiting.

"You're Shota Sasaki?"

Someone finally asked something different, and Shota looked up at the person in front of him. At first glance, it looks bright, but after three seconds, it is boring.

If no one opened the shoe cabinet to change shoes, Shota said.

"Who are you?"

"Didn't anyone tell you?"

Seeing Shota change his indoor shoes and ignore himself, she gradually frowned.

"My name is Isayama Huangquan, and I am the head of the kendo department."

"yes, that's a blessing."

Shota replied, then turned his head and walked upstairs, Isayama Huangquan stood there frowning and looked at Shota's back for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and followed.

"Shota Sasaki, I want to talk to you!"

"Yes."

"What did you say?"

She didn't expect Shota to agree so simply, knowing that he had been ignoring him a few minutes ago, which made her doubt in her heart that this matter could be done.

"Business? Personal? ”

Without looking back, Shota's voice came down the stairs.

"Uh...... This! ”

Hearing her hesitant voice, Shota already understood, this was obviously a mix of official affairs mixed with private matters, and this kind of thing was collectively called trouble, and he began to regret taking care of her a little.

"I see, come with me."

Without her explanation, Shota took her straight upstairs, and when she arrived at the student union office, there was no one inside.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The schoolbag was thrown aside, and Shota lay down directly on the sofa. It would be a good choice to have a sofa to catch up on sleep, and suddenly he became interested in Miyazaki.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a child of a rich family, and he knows how to enjoy it wherever he goes, and if he were to change to himself, Shota could already imagine what this room would look like was full of instant noodles.

On one side is a sofa that can be used for early breaks, lunch breaks, or even evening breaks, and on the other side is instant noodles that can be guaranteed for almost three years during college.

Perhaps this is a manifestation of the fact that he was not born to be a rich man, like his parents' generation.

Obviously, the food at home is enough, but every time you still have to prepare an extra bag of rice and noodles, according to their words, this is the so-called bitter fear, hungry fear, poor fear, this may be the common memory of people who have experienced that period.

And he was born in that kind of family, and he naturally inherited this set of fine traditions completely, and there is a great intention to carry it forward.

So even though he is physically enjoying the comfort brought by the sofa, Shota still can't help but complain in his heart, waste!

Standing on the side, Isayama Huangquan didn't expect that Xiangtai's thoughts, who were only one step away from her, would fly so far, she just looked at this guy outside with a cold expression, and when she returned to the office, she lay on the sofa lazily like a fat orange cat she raised.

This huge sense of contrast suddenly made her forget what she wanted to say, and the scene suddenly fell into a state of confusion and embarrassment.

"Huh? Do you remember why you're here? ”

Seeing her distracted, Shota kindly reminded her.

Hearing the voice, Ishan Huangquan reacted suddenly, although it was also the breath of an icy beauty, but because of her own rudeness, she suddenly blushed and lowered her head embarrassedly.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I was so rude. ”

"Nothing, what's the matter?"

Although I don't want to open this mouth, but since they have brought people here, Shota has no way to pretend that nothing happened, but I didn't expect that the first sentence she said made Shota stunned.

"I ...... Can I be your girlfriend? ”