Sami Hayakawa's expression was even more furious: "What nonsense are you talking about!" Don't you know how to respect your senior sister! ”

Sumire Kiriyama looked away and played with her long hair: "Nonsense? I think you're telling the truth, and I don't care if you want to make your point out in a weird way, but please don't try to hide your revelations, or you'll smell like oil on your fingernails. ”

"You, what are you talking about! I'm your senior sister! Xianjun, you don't spend time with this kind of person! It's also infectious! ”

She sat on a chair with her round ass, dangled her long curly hair, and said to Hashima String in a huff.

Sumire Kiriyama's gaze suddenly pierced, as if to warn him to "distinguish between right and wrong".

Hashima looked at her delicate features in place, maintaining an embarrassed smile on her face.

- Please! I'm already a high school student, why are I still playing this game of passing bombs?

Seeing that Hashima didn't speak, Sumire Kiriyama crossed her arms and said, "Senior sister, do you need to use the opposite sex to prove the correctness of your words?" Isn't it sad to leave the decision in the hands of someone else? ”

When Sami Hayakawa heard Sumire Kiriyama's words, her face flushed with a sigh of relief, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes: "Hey! Are you looking down on me? ”

"Don't you understand what I mean about looking down on this?" Sumire Kiriyama tilted her head in confusion, as if wondering why the other party was crying at this point.

Sami Hayakawa said with tears and dissatisfaction: "Anyway, I'm not the only one who doesn't like your aura of "I'm perfect", don't be too self-righteous!" ”

"I know, it turns out that I just can't see me."

Or didn't expect Sumire Kiriyama to answer like this, Sami Hayakawa was dumbfounded and said, "You..... You know that, right? Mami-san, too, said that broadcasting with you is tiring! ”

Sumire Kiriyama said softly, "Well, I don't feel like she's the gentle and funny person she seems to be, and I'm tired of being with her." ”

Sami Hayakawa couldn't bear it anymore and said, "It's like this again! Self-righteous guys! Then you retreat! ”

Sumire Kiriyama scoffed at her words, only revealing a meaningful look: "My lunch break radio school has an 85% positive rating, and you're only 30%. ”

The Radio Proofreading is a weekly evaluation of the popularity of a personal lunch break program conducted by the Ministry of Broadcasting, and Sumire Kiriyama ranked first last week.

Her reminder brought Sami Hayakawa back to her senses and took deep breaths in agony.

Hashima Xian softened his cheeks and showed a clear smile without a hint of gloom: "That...... Kiriyama-san, do you need to deal with it well? ”

What he meant by this was—

Don't make the situation worse, since you have already taken advantage of a lot of words, then give the other party a step.

However, Sumire Kiriyama clearly understood her mistake.

"Indeed." Sumire Kiriyama put her hand against her chin, her cold tone just now turned sharply, and her voice became very gentle, "Hayakawa-senpai, if you have anything sad to tell me, the face that has finally put on makeup will take it." ”

Hashima Xian's face changed greatly, so he didn't comfort people like this!

He suspected that this guy was not a mistake at all! She just did it on purpose!

Sami Hayakawa had a shocked expression on her face, and the choking that surged up made her subconsciously cover her mouth and immediately ran out crying.

"Sami hates you!"

Her voice echoed in the corridors of the silent event building, making it particularly clear.

"......" Hashima looked at the fluttering pleated skirt skirt, feeling a little uncomfortable, Hayakawa-senpai is because of him to lift the skirt like this, right?

"Hashima-san, I've wasted a lot of time, let's start quickly, Taiben is in the hands of Hayakawa-senpai, but she doesn't seem to want to give it to me, so let's improvise."

Sumire Kiriyama was debugging the equipment alone, and even though it was just the two of them, a sharp sense of tension still lingered in the broadcast room.

Hashima stood alone in the handover building, looking through the window on the wall to the distant Shinjuku district, which was full of high-rise buildings, and was completely different from Fukui Prefecture.

"That...... I remembered that I promised the school worker aunt to go and water the oak trees in the atrium......."

"The oak tree won't die if it doesn't water for a day, it's better to say that watering it regularly now is completely harming it, okay, don't think of any excuses, sit down quickly." Sumire Kiriyama said in a cold voice in a commanding tone.

However, the rough emotion that remained on the tip of her tongue was probably some kind of unpleasantness.

Hashima couldn't run away, so he had to sit next to her, raising his hand and gently rubbing the sponge cover on the microphone.

The tip of his nose smelled the faint fragrance of the girl next to him, and he couldn't help but shrug his nose.

"Hashima-san, please don't expose your sexual fetishes here." Sumire Kiriyama covered her collar with her hand and moved her body to the side.

"Why don't you just stop me from breathing?"

Sumire Kiriyama let go of her hand, her tight slender body relaxed, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.

He was about to ask what he wanted to interview when he heard the screeching sound of electricity coming from the loudspeaker.

"Tongchuan High School Radio, hello everyone, I'm Sumire Kiriyama, today's lunch break broadcast, I invited Hashima String from Class A in the first year."

The atrium, the classroom, the girl playing in a short skirt on the tennis court, and even the couple who were secretly dating in the health room stopped their movements and listened, and the boyfriend expressed his displeasure with his girlfriend's behavior.

Hashima didn't expect that the entire students and teachers of Kirikawa High School were listening to this broadcast.

He didn't expect what a butterfly effect this radio interview would have on him after today.

As soon as Sumire Kiriyama's words fell, she moved the microphone away and whispered, "Introduce yourself in your style." ”

What is the style? Isn't that easy? He is the best at talking big ...... No, let's be honest.

Hashima string gently turns the sponge sleeve:

"Hello everyone, I'm a year A class Hashima string, the first in the entrance mock exam, now the goal is to be the first in the monthly test, the future expectation is to be admitted to Hosei University, get married and have two children, I want to rely on personal efforts, there is a villa in Karuizawa, this is not a big deal, it will be realized in the future, and I hope to make Fukui the strongest prefecture in Hokuriku......"

Under the oak trees in the atrium, on the roof of the school building, under the cherry blossom trees in the south of the school building, and in the classrooms, the students of Kirikawa pricked up their ears to listen to today's lunch break broadcast.

As the two most popular people in Kirikawa High School, it is unprecedented to be able to broadcast together during the lunch break.

The most important thing is that Hashima String, who has a different reputation among students, is the most attractive.

Sumire Kiriyama pinched the bridge of her delicate nose and said, "What are you talking about?" Take your morning dreams out as a joke? ”

Hashima stretched out his hands: "You said that I was introduced...... Besides, if it's a dream, I'm definitely going to be more excessive, don't worry, I will cherish you and my first time. ”

Sumire Kiriyama glanced at him, and the corners of her mouth raised a teasing sneer: "Then let me see how many pounds and taels you have, Hashima-san." ”

Hashima said unadmittedly: "Oh, come on, the dog that challenged me to the 100-meter race when I was eight years old has passed away, and I buried it with my own hands, even if it has been winning all the time during its lifetime." ”