Fujino Yoshiyuki grabbed a chopstick, and the conductor held it to his ear:

"My girlfriend likes to play otome games and even recharge the male characters in that game.

"First question: Does she like that man?

"I can tell you for sure, she likes it.

"Second question: Is this considered NTR?

"Broadly speaking, it's actually counted, not to mention the girls who chase stars in reality.

"But if according to the definition of most people, this is definitely not NTR, I like a character that does not exist or cannot be reached, and the person concerned does not even feel cuckolded as a 'bitter master'."

"So!" Fujino raised his voice and emphasized, "I'm going to see an existence that I can't come into contact with at all, and it's completely understandable to be addicted!" ”

"Hmmm......"

Nishijima Oki listened thoughtfully.

It seems like... Is that really it?

But he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"But you guy actually dared to run to the literature department with this idea, it's like looking for death."

"People don't take young people lightly!"

【Daily-Lunch-Completed】

【Daily-Drinking Water-(3/5)】

[Current Points: 1485-->1590]

"Alright, let's leave after eating."

Sakakihara stood up with a plate, Fujino Yoshiyuki followed, and Nishijima Oki quickly put his last two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and walked up.

The midday sun turns the corridors of the building a dazzling golden yellow, and even in mid-April, the weather temperature begins to approach that of summer.

"By the way, does the Faculty of Literature have air conditioning?"

"Every club classroom in Mingde School has air conditioning, but you have to pay the electricity bill yourself."

"So slammed? Our school is one of the top universities in Tokyo! ”

"Who knows, I'm afraid the school is worried about the students' indiscriminate use of electricity."

"How much does it cost in a day?"

"I don't know, but it's only a few hundred yen a month, not much, and even more with the people in the club."

"That's okay, who told you this?"

"Sister Kobayashi."

Fujino Yoshiyuki smiled and pushed him with his arm, "Roar, you guy, you made good progress yesterday." ”

Listening to the exchange between the two, Sakakihara followed behind.

The two of them were quite happy on the way, but as soon as they arrived at the literature department, the two guys immediately shut up, cowering at the door and not daring to enter.

"Who's knocking on the door."

"Why do you have to ask when you knock on the door? Knock directly. ”

"It's so reasonable, why don't you knock."

Nishijima Daiki took a step back and pointed to his feet, "Because you're the fastest." ”

Fujino Yoshiyuki's eyelids twitched: "You guy." ”

Then he took two steps back, "Looks like you're going more-"

Nishijima Daiki retreated directly to ten steps behind Sakakihara Raku.

Yoshiyuki Fujino: "Hey, it's too much! ”

Sakakihara glanced at them suspiciously: "Just knock on the door, you two are playing hide and seek here?" ”

"Sakakihara, you came to the Faculty of Literature before, and I guess you haven't met Minister Amami, so you won't understand." Fujino Yoshiyuki whispered to him.

"Yes, yes, I won't understand." Nishijima Oki, who approached again, also nodded repeatedly.

"Aren't you two usually very bold? Why are you still afraid of women now? ”

"It's also a matter of objects!" Fujino Yoshiyuki held his breath and protested.

"That's right, that's right!" Nishijima Oki nodded again and again, "Yesterday I didn't even dare to detect her measurements. ”

"What's there to dare to open a door?" Sakakihara asked.

"Even if you go to the principal's office, you have to take care of it! Now it's like knocking on the door of the principal's office. ”

It's wicked.

Confused by their behavior, Sakakihara walked straight to the door of the Faculty of Letters and knocked twice, but after hearing no response, he pushed the door open.

The handle clicked, and the door opened.

The spring breeze in April caresses the curtains, and the scent of books and daffodils wafts in the face.

In the afternoon, the literature department club crowded the bookshelves in the classroom, and the small blackboard where the names of the students were written but not erased.

On the desk by the window, there is a neatly arranged copy of "Beauty and Sorrow" with sticky notes—the book she was reading yesterday.

Sakakihara looked left and right.

There seemed to be no one in the classroom, except for a pair of gold-rimmed glasses sitting quietly on the book cover on the desk.

Fujino and Nishijima poked their heads out of the doorframe.

"Minister Tianhai is not here." Nishijima leaned at the door frame, pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the gold wire glasses neatly arranged on the desk.

"Not there? That's fine. ”

The two men straightened up, puffed out their chests and walked into the Literature Department.

The tiger is not at home, and the monkey is called the king - Sakakihara Le, who saw them swaggering in, suddenly thought of such a sentence.

"You guys, what's the matter?"

As soon as the two big men walked in, they were directly frightened by this cold voice and hid behind Sakakihara Le.

Sakakihara Le found out that the seven bright moons of the sky and sea were inside.

She had just come out of the bookshelf, holding a book that had just been taken off the shelf in her white hand, and her skirt was stained with a little dust.

The delicate eyes of the seven bright moons of the sky and the sea without any fluctuations saw Sakakihara Le.

Her beautiful little face was expressionless, and she didn't care about him, and instead looked at the two men behind him:

"Who are you two?"

"Minister Tianhai, I'm the one who said yesterday that Senior Sister Kobayashi wanted to add a club." Nishijima Daiki's hand trembled and stretched out behind Sakakihara's back.

"Looks like there's this."

"What about you?"

Tianhai Qi Mingyue's gaze was cast on Fujino Yoshiyuki, obviously it was just a very ordinary gaze, but it made the tall man blush, and he held back for a long time before he said:

"I'm here to accompany the West Island to see the club!"

Sakakihara Le can also inexplicably feel the mysterious aura on Qi Mingyue's body.

He couldn't help but think back to the first time he met their sisters...

It's hard to tell what it's like, like so bright that people are embarrassed to look at her?

Thinking about this, Sakakihara Le roughly understood what these two friends were restraining them.

There are always boys who will act embarrassed and shy in front of girls.

This mindset is often explained as – no self-confidence.

If it is described by the rarity of the card, the current Tianhai Qimingyue is a ssr with golden light all over it, and the two gray Normal (n cards) can't raise their heads at all under the weight of golden light.

"What about you?" The gaze of the Seven Bright Moons of the Heavenly Sea finally fell on Sakakihara Raku.

"I... I'm here to apologize. ”

“？”

“？”

Yoshiyuki Fujino and Daiki Nishijima looked at Sakakihara almost at the same time.

The wide-eyed eyes didn't know what he thought he had done.

"Of course, the main reason is that I want to join the Faculty of Letters." Sakakihara then added.

"Apologize? I didn't get angry and apologize, but you came just in time," Tianhai Qi Mingyue waved the books in his hand, "When the last batch of department members left, the first issue of the school magazine didn't tell me where to put it, the literature department was messy, there were too many miscellaneous books, you just came to help me find it." ”

Nishijima Oki weakly stretched out his hand: "This is considered ... Is it a test to enter the department? ”

"You want to be in the ministry?"

"It's... Yes. ”

"What's going on?"

“... Ranked 45th in the entrance exam, with a deviation value of 68, I have seen the admission standard. ”

"Barely enough." Tianhai Qimingyue commented, and then looked at Fujino Yoshiyuki.

"125 in the entrance exam, with a deviation value of 66." Even if he didn't think about joining the Faculty of Letters, Fujino Yoshiyuki blurted out almost subconsciously.

“66？”

Tianhai Qi Mingyue did not speak again.

"As for you—" Tianhai Qimingyue finally fell his gaze on Sakakihara Raku's face.