Sato Hairen touched his chin with his hand and said, "I'm going to go to Akihabara to play, there are a lot of maid shops, do you want to go together?" ”

Hashima changed his shoes at the shoe cabinet, stuffed the love letters inside into his school bag as usual, and went upstairs.

"No, I'm not interested in that, and the profit point of the maid shop mainly comes from the customer's catering and drinking service, not the maid service, remember to bring more money."

At first, Hashima couldn't understand that as long as he wore a maid outfit, served the food in front of the guests, and imitated the characters in the anime to "cast spells" on the food, then the price of the food would increase several times.

But now he knows that most of the maid shops are engaged in emotional sales, which is the same as drawing cards online, after all, when the anime characters wearing maid costumes come into reality, how can people who are deeply influenced by otaku culture not be fans of them.

All in all, it is necessary to have a "full sense of ritual".

Umito Sato slowed down his speech as if in confirmation: "Hashima, don't you often go to sororities or something?" What's going on? Really in love? Tied down? ”

"It's not." Hashima raised his head and looked at the blue sky, and took a light breath, "I was in the store before......"

He will be pestered by a woman in the store, and then join the voice actor training institute to tell the story.

"Toko Kiriyama!"

Umito Sato's voice was so loud that some of the female students who passed by were startled, and Hashima subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?" Do you know? ”

"Unilaterally, this, I said...... Sato Hairen wanted to speak and stopped, "That is, Toko Kiriyama was a voice actor three years ago, and his achievements were outstanding, but because of an unexpected voice problem, he couldn't get better for a year, and he was finally terminated by the company." ”

Umito Sato smiled regretfully and annoyedly, but his emotions were only for a moment, and he quickly said, "But it's really fake?" Hashima, did you actually meet her? ”

"She looks very unserious." Hashima said.

While the two were talking, a high school girl walked over.

She has a model-like buttocks, a slender waist, long brown hair, a skirt that violates school rules and is raised by three centimeters, and pink nail polish, the decorations on which are refracted in the sun.

"Senior Brother Hashima, are you here?"

The girl's voice of greeting was pretentious, because it was too soft, like Jinping Sugar that had melted the heart of sugar in the sun.

She glanced at Sato again and smiled at him.

"Uh-huh???" Umito Sato's face turned a faint crimson and his voice was indistinct.

Seeing that Seato Sato was standing still, she raised her hand and circled her hair around her fingers: "That, I have something I want to say to Senior Brother Hashima, can I ask this classmate to leave first?" ”

Sato Haito was stunned for a moment, nodded and turned to leave, a smile on his face, which made Hashima Sung stunned, like in some big movie, a fearless character who is about to dedicate himself.

It was a very simple smile, so simple that you could see sadness and self-deprecation.

"Hashima-senpai, I'm Sami Hayakawa in the second year, from the broadcasting department, and I've wanted to interview you for a long time, are you free at noon? Can you come to the broadcasting department and broadcast with me? That's just the right way for more people to know about you. ”

The soft voice beside him made Hashima come to his senses, and when there were only two of them alone, the girl's cheeks were already blushing.

The young man in front of him was handsome and had excellent grades, especially the charming smile, which she liked very much.

She had thought about rhetoric before she came, and now people of this age are curious about what the opposite sex will say about her, and even want to promote her image through channels, and she can discuss with Hashima Ken what the opposite sex thinks of him on the air.

The most important thing is that as long as he can have an intimate act with Hashima on the radio, he may be able to secretly kill a lot of his admirers!

What's more, she's already wearing winning lingerie! As long as it is 'accidentally' revealed, this shy teenager will definitely be smitten!

Sami Hayakawa! You don't lose money!

Hashima looked at her eyes with contact lenses seriously, and a smile appeared on her delicate cheeks: "But I can't broadcast, and I just make it difficult for you to go." ”

"Nope! No! I'll guide you well! Don't worry, there will be another boy besides me, and it's usually the two of them who broadcast together. ”

Scold! Fake, of course!

The boy from the radio department had just received a handmade bread from her, and the innocent boy would always be happy for a whole day because of something the girl sent.

And she! Sami Hayakawa is the most elegant beautiful girl in Kirikawa High School!

It is estimated that at noon, he will happily eat the laxative bread she gave him! Then broadcast in the toilet!

At that time, only she and Hashima will be alone in the broadcast room, and everything can be captured.

Sami Hayakawa! You don't lose money!

Hashima pondered for a while, thinking that maybe it would help her ventriloquist skills, and she would be fine during her lunch break.

"Okay, I'll see you in the radio room at noon."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Hashima, then I'll see you at noon!" Sami Hayakawa had a big smile on her face and turned to leave.

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End of morning session.

After Hashima finished eating, he rejected the proposal of Murakami and Sato to go to the video game club to play games, and went directly to the radio studio alone to meet with Sami Hayakawa on time.

However, when he walked into the radio room, he only found an atmosphere full of thorns, and silence landed in the three-person room in the radio room.

Hashima didn't dare to make a sound, and carefully sat on the tube chair in the corner, lest this atmosphere point the finger at him.

Sami Hayakawa, who was sitting on the side, seemed to be sulking, her hair curled slowly with ionized clips, her face was covered with fine makeup, she was wearing false eyelashes, and the silver jewelry on her earlobes was shining.

The length of the skirt was shorter than the morning one, short enough to make the dean of the school angry.

She frowned and looked at a young girl sitting on the announcer: "Why are you here?" ”

"Watanabe-san has something temporary, and I was asked by him to replace it."

Sumire Kiriyama's beautiful and lovely cheeks were expressionless, and the sea breeze blowing from the window stroked her long hair.

When she saw Hashima string, a playful smile appeared on her face: "Is today's interview subject a student from Class A in the first year?" ”

Hashima felt paralyzed, and her words seemed to be saying-

"Today's execution target is Hashima String? How is that going to be tortured?"

Sami Hayakawa smacked her lips and said dissatisfiedly, "I can also conduct interviews and broadcasts alone." ”

"Really?" Sumire Kiriyama sneered at her disdainfully, "What you mean by this is the fact that you're already preparing for a one-person broadcast, Watanabe-san knows?" ”

When Hayakawa Sami heard this, she immediately glared at her viciously, and that spirit reminded Hashima of lying on the roof in the countryside, facing the fried kitten of the little milk dog below, and her attitude was quite irritating.

But soon, she sat directly in her seat and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Hayakawa-senpai? Let's get started? ”

Sumire Kiriyama greeted her as always, but never got a response from her.

Ignoring her, Sami Hayakawa took out the latest fashion magazine from her school bag with the cover that read, "Paint it like this to make your nails more attractive!" , looking alone.

"That? Hayakawa-senpai? Hashima said aloud.

Sami Hayakawa turned to him and smiled sweetly: "What's wrong?" Hashima junior? ”

When she heard Hashima respond immediately as soon as she asked, the expression on Sumire Kiriyama's face became more and more disdainful, and she neatly stroked the long hair on her shoulders.

"Aren't you going to start broadcasting?" Hashima asked.

"Hey, radio? I feel that the Wushan school girl can be alone.,After all, the outside world evaluates her.,People like me are also dispensable.,I don't even have the opportunity to be broadcast alone.。 ”

Sumire Kiriyama couldn't help but show a hint of a smile: "Really? So that's what you're worried about? I see, I'll do it alone, Hashima-san, come on. ”

"What do you mean?" Sami Hayakawa said angrily.

This guy! Doesn't it normally say, "Then give you this opportunity?" And then get out of here neatly!!

Sumire Kiriyama held her forehead with her hand, revealing a helpless expression looking at kindergarten children: "People like you are really troublesome, isn't it just me who you said?" I don't know what your brain circuitry looks like, or is there a fundamental gap between my understanding and yours? ”

To be honest, Hashima didn't expect Sumire Kirishima to be so unkind to a girl, and even he was a little scared.