Just when Hashima thought she had some more questions, Sumire Kiriyama directly announced the end of the lunch break broadcast.

"Don't ask?"

"Don't ask."

Hashima thought that she would sarcastically mock herself in front of the whole school teachers and students, but it was not surprising that she didn't do it, but Hashima thought that she would deliberately speak to herself.

It can be seen how distorted his impression of Sumire is Kiriyama.

Sumire Kiriyama pressed the inside of her wrist against her chin, and her cold and lovely cheeks faced him: "I can understand your mind as not wanting to die out of the ambiguous and integrated paradise, so you want to indulge in short-term pleasure?" ”

- What! It turns out that I want to listen to myself alone! Really! Wouldn't it be nice to say it!

"Do you think so? Would you like to build this kind of paradise with me? Kiriyama-san? ”

"You're confessing to me?"

"It's a friend's declaration of independence." Hashima responded as briskly as she could, just like her tone.

"Your behavior has gone beyond the common sense of interpersonal communication, don't you want to change?"

"Common sense is determined by people, fundamentally has nothing to do with my will, just their common sense, but now it has become a social system, forming a networked language system, and as a result, people have put it on me and said that I am different."

Sumire Kiriyama was silent for a while, then nodded and admitted, "The term common sense is very abstract, it is not as simple and direct as cyanide, but there are too many distractions, such as "What is a teenager?" "What is my purpose in school?" "Is the world I am touching the essence or the appearance?" ”

Hashima suddenly felt that "children can be taught", and gave a thumbs up and said: "Kiriyama-san, both of us are delicate and intelligent people, and because we have been ostracized, we can think more, and we can become very good friends." ”

"I'm sorry, it's a little difficult to be friends with you, but I'll admit that I'm interested in you because you have a side that makes me think deeply."

Hashima didn't hear it, and continued: "I don't really understand, don't people like you like to read? ”

"Someone like me?" Sumire Kiriyama cast a cold, piercing look.

The pole chair under Hashima makes a "click" sound.

"Do you know Enko Amano? That literary girl who can eat books, I don't ask you to eat books, I'm just asking if you like to read? ”

"Well, I like to read books when I have nothing to do, and I have also read "Literary Girl".

"Then there is something in common, and we have taken the first step towards becoming Davarie."

Sumire Kiriyama thought it was a little interesting and asked curiously, "Then which singer do you like to listen to?" ”

"I like to listen to Maria Takeuchi."

"Maria Takeuchi?"

"You don't know? When Dongying was sleeping in a shattered dream of money, she was very hot! Hashima felt incredible, and when he saw Sumire Kiriyama's face with confusion, he finally couldn't help it.

In his heart, he had never heard Maria Takeuchi's songs, just as uncomfortable as not wearing the newly bought panties on the first day of the new year.

Just as others recommend their favorite foods, new episodes, and songs, Hashima is eager to recommend everything he loves to others.

Hashima string rubbed his throat and tore his throat open: "En~~ahh~~cough~"Hurried footsteps, there is no doubt that you must be my former lover"~~~~"

"Flutter ......"

Sumire Kiriyama lowered her head, turned sideways, and covered her face with her hands, only to see her slender shoulders trembling.

Hashima Sung gritted his teeth and slapped the table: "I gave you the goddess of science Showa, and you actually laughed at me!" Sumire Kiriyama! You've gone too far! ”

"I'm sorry, but I can't understand a person who has a good timbre, but the songs he sings are out of tune, and there are no music classes at the school in Fukui? No, you already belong to the teacher who will doubt the extent to which the lecture is effective for you when he hears it. ”

Sumire Kiriyama turned around, her face gradually returning to her usual cold expression, and she looked at it with contempt from the bottom of her heart.

"But I'll find a time to listen, thank you for the recommendation."

- "But I'll find a time to go to XX", this sentence is very credible.

“...... I can practice songs! As long as I want! I can also play the Red and White Song Party! One day, Song and you will be my legacy in the Garden of Eden! Wait and see! "Hashima is so angry that he hammers the table.

Sumire Kiriyama's expression suddenly turned cold, and after glancing at him with the eyes of a mental patient, she began to turn off all kinds of broadcasting equipment.

Hashima looked at her crystal clear and delicate snow-white skin, and made up her mind to speak: "How sure are you about the monthly test this time?" ”

"No surprises, number one." Sumire Kiriyama's perfectly sized cherry lips moved slightly.

Seeing her reply in seconds, Hashima Xian frowned: "What do you think of me?" ”

Sumire Kiriyama reacted disapprovingly: "You're too confident, do you know why teachers and principals only expect from you?" Because you were born in the countryside of Fukui and don't have any background strength, if you can win the top three in the country, then Kirikawa's fame will soar. ”

"So?"

Sumire Kiriyama rubbed her temples with a headache and said, "Still don't understand? You and others are born with a gap in the starting point, and if you fight into the country just by your own efforts, then the teachers of Kirikawa will also rise, because they have cultivated a person who came from the countryside and has no power to become the top three in the country. ”

What she said did make sense, and Hashima couldn't refute it for a while.

"......," he said after a moment of silence, "no, isn't it about what you think of me?" ”

"Male during courtship."

“......”

Hashima continues to inhale, exhale, and inhale in the Ramez breathing technique to calm the mood.

“...... I said," Hashima clenched his fist, "I'm talking about you being stronger than me?" ”

"Why not?" Sumire Kiriyama thought what he said was a little funny, "As long as I do one thing, I will definitely do my best." ”

Hashima didn't reply, and walked directly to the window, the scorching air began to cool, and he remembered that yesterday's news said that the roads in Ota Ward, Tokyo were congested, and citizens were reminded to take a detour.

The future of his Hashima string is bright, how can he care so much about a girl in the first place? As long as he could keep the "inheritance of the Garden of Eden," he would be satisfied.

What number one place? He won't care about the first place in this form.

"I'm going to buy water."

"I want oolong tea."

"You've been so wanton with letting people run errands?"

"Hashima-san, who is gentle with all girls, will be an exception for me?"

“...... You're right. ”

Hashima left the radio room and bought cans of coffee and oolong tea at the vending machine in front of the club building.

The fresh aroma of grass spreads instantly, and it is a sunny April day outside.

Back in the broadcast room, Sumire Kiriyama was looking at the manuscript paper, which read "The Source Classmate Who Loves to Drink Biko Soda" bonus PV sound adaptation manuscript.

Hashima suddenly remembered that Toko Kiriyama had clearly said that he would take himself to participate in the sound, but he didn't even receive the original script of the character???

Is it yellow?

Sumire Kiriyama noticed the oolong tea in Hashima String's hand, and her beautiful little face showed a hint of surprise.

"Did you really buy it for me?"

Hashima string put the oolong tea on the table: "Don't you want it?" ”

“...... Thank you. After Sumire Kiriyama whispered her thanks, she took out a white handkerchief from the hidden pocket of her skirt and wiped the water droplets on the bottle, "I thought you wouldn't buy it for me......"

"Huh? Why? Hashima was confused.

Sumire Kiriyama took out two hundred coins from her coin purse: "It's okay, here you go." ”

"No need."

"How's that going to work?"

"No need to do it." In order not to get caught up in that terrible three-way link, Hashima walked out of the broadcast room directly and returned to the class to prepare for the afternoon class.

The two cold coins in Sumire Kiriyama's palms gradually warmed up, and she put the coins back in her coin purse, took out her phone and headphones, and searched for "Maria Takeuchi" on the music app.