The fifth volume is there, and there are still a few pages to read.

After Chihara wrote down the understandings and questions that came to mind one after another, the notes were covered with handwriting.

There are still unsolvable doubts, and no one can help answer them.

After all these efforts, the answer given in my heart is still "no".

"I can't specify what the error ......"

There is no doubt that Mr. Chihara is not a person without talent.

But now it just doesn't meet expectations.

Just go to the audition? No.

Only this thought is always unwavering.

But I just can't put it into words.

Obviously, a few days ago, he was pretending to be a good man......

His heart was full of anxiety, as if he were roasting on a fire.

"Why don't you just go out shopping? How do you come up with any reason? ”

Zhuda Caimeow asked, "You just don't want to go out?" ”

"But I just want to go back to my private space and hone my acting skills." Mr. Chihara sighed.

Zhuda Caimeow looked at the handsome young man next to him who seemed to be a social phobia, couldn't help but pout his lips with resentment, poked the boy's head with his fingers, and was beaten down in pain.

So she could only step on the heel of the boy's shoe with sugar in her mouth, urging him to hurry up.

Tuesday is a working day for most people.

In the afternoon when the sun is strong, the scorching sunlight pierces the clouds.

The mall's medieval European décor is reminiscent of the idyllic surroundings of the red-brick warehouses in Yokohama next door.

The mall is divided into two large areas, north and south, which are full of high-end fashion and luxury goods, groceries, and restaurants that the otaku have never seen before, and the content is so rich that you will not get tired of staying all day.

It is actually a place for couples to go shopping, family leisure for all ages, and is now a playground for everyone.

The atmosphere of the holiday was rendered in advance, the surrounding was still crowded, the fashionable young Xianchong didn't care about the crowding and the strange temperature now, wearing a padded jacket after a while, it was too hot, and when I took it off, I immediately felt cold to death.

I believe that many friends must have similar experiences.

Especially now, Mr. Chihara, who is carrying a down jacket in his hand, really feels that women are in trouble.

I really can't understand why shopping is a relaxed way of life, looking around aimlessly, looking east and west, running to this house and pinching the clothes and looking around, and then running to another house next to it to look a few more times, Mr. Chihara really wants to know why they can be so idle.

In a word.

Mr. Chihara was brought to the mall, and the two of them had been wandering in the crowd for almost two hours before they could rest.

At first, it was almost submerged in a heavily congested building, and if it weren't for the two double ponytails being too conspicuous, I am afraid that I would have to go to the radio room to issue a loss notice.

Mr. Chihara finally learned about the population density of Tokyo, which is no less than that of the bustling city of Cialis.

But fortunately, I got back on my feet and used my experience of visiting all the booths of the Comic Con in the shortest time in the crowd many times......

Reluctantly, let the younger sister visit as many shops as she might like.

Luckily, however, during the break, the boy was able to walk into the dessert shop that he remembered only as a couple or as a girl.

This is thanks to the young sister named Zhuda Caimeow next to him.

"The yogurt tastes delicious! It should have added some sour plum and candied dates to adjust the flavor, and it was also mixed with some apple juice to make it sour and sweet, and it was a good combination of the sour and salty yogurt itself. ”

"Hmm! This black tea chiffon cake is also very good, soft to melt in the mouth and fragrant cake, with whipped cream is not greasy at all, but brings a unique feeling of both melting on the tip of the tongue. ”

"Okay, okay, you're right." The handsome boy swallowed.

Miss Caimeow on the other side is eating an expensive dessert that someone can't enjoy, and she has a heartfelt smile on her face.

And the pathetic Mr. Chihara can only put her down jacket on her legs, and take advantage of the rare time to sit down and rest to continue reading the light novel in her hand.

It was rare to raise her eyes to look at the time, and she was forced back by the teasing eyes that she seemed to think were voyeurism.

What's going on? Why does she think that Mr. Chihara is spying on her?

It's just a flying pillar that I have to eat and be lazy, where does I get my confidence?

The boy drew a big "?" in his notebook.

"Chihara, don't you want to eat a little?"

"Ah, I don't need to, I'm afraid of the power armor Iron Slave Warrior."

Mr. Chihara unconsciously took out the underlined novel again and began to read it.

"Anyway, Chihara-kun, you're so amazing, if I come by myself, I won't be able to finish half of it."

"I think it's because you've seen too much, young people recognize the thickness of their wallets, don't think about what you don't have."

Mr. Chihara replied, but this time he didn't look up at her.

On the one hand, someone's intraocular pressure is a bit powerful.

On the other hand, he couldn't get out of every paragraph and every word that went deep into his mind, but he was obviously so deep, but unfortunately he couldn't touch the edge, and he never gave good feedback.

Even in the last two days, I have suffered a nervous breakdown.

Exactly, where?

His brow furrowed into a dry Sichuan character.

In the novel in hand, almost every page has its own lines and annotations, and the original neat and neat writing has become a little hideous under his scarlet signal pen, and the manuscript is almost painted into a spell book that I bought somewhere.

"Chihara—"

"Chihara ......?"

"Uh, huh? What's wrong? He looked up.

"It's not good, is it okay?" Zhuda Caimeow said with some concern.

"Maybe it's a lack of sleep, I don't have to go to class these days, and I'm just reading novels." Chihara smiled back.

"Is this Sword Art Online?"

"Hmph, are Japanese light novels worthy of me spending time thinking?" The young man raised his eyebrows proudly, "Obviously, it is Nietzsche's eldest brother's profound knowledge, which has made the contemptible people indulge for several nights, and he has not been liberated yet." ”

"You mean you look down on us two-dimensional, right?" Miss Caimeow shows no mercy at her feet.

"Two-dimensional...... It's too low, it's still one level lower than our kind of spirit. Mr. Chihara does not hide his pride.

"Less nonsense, open your mouth."

"Ahh

Looking at the spoon in front of him, the man lowered his head again, and Zhuda Caimeow couldn't help but feel funny.

"I just said that I was a cash charge, but did I turn out to be shy?" She swayed triumphantly from side to side, and her two ponytails swayed with her.

"It's not shy, it's just that I simply dislike that your spoon has been bitten, and there are too many bacteria." Mr. Chihara shook his head and snatched the missing snack from the other party's hand, "And it's too stingy to give that little." ”

He picked up the spoon and fork he had prepared next to him and struck two first.

The sound of the mouth is non-stop.

No...... This man is too bad today, isn't he?

What about the usual Asahsi demeanor? It's all eaten by dogs, right?

Zhu Dacai meowed with hatred twice, and regretted the snack on his plate, knowing that the piece was also stained with saliva, and the virgin virgin would definitely not dare to snatch it.

"You pay for that piece of money yourself."

"Ah, this, Miss Caimeow can't let the despicable bleed and cry, right?"

The young man said in a loud voice, looking at the heavy manuscript in his hand, "After all, I am sacrificing precious personal time to accompany you." ”

Zhuda put down his knife and fork at some point, and looked at him, as if he was thinking about something.

After more than ten seconds, the girl suddenly said, "I can have a treat, but please make a cute gesture and let me take a photo to show off to the little sisters." ”

"That's still AA, each pays." The boy waved his hand in refusal.

"Well, why?"

"I always feel like you're going to use me as a child's play or a toy, maybe you'll have to use a few pictures to make emojis."

This kind of thing is very common.,Mr. Chihara used to like to be someone else's emoji in high school in his last life.,Although it's a low-level poster of a few words.,It's embarrassing enough in front of acquaintances.。

"Don't worry, I'm just showing off the high-quality handsome guys around me to others, and there is absolutely no other malice." Zhuda Caimeow dances like a dragon with a spoon in his hand.

"What a treat?"

"Please."

"Not a spoof?"

"Absolutely not."

If you think about it carefully, it seems that Mr. Chihara is the one who holds the power of supper cooking, and this woman should not coax herself.

"Speaking of which, I remember there's a shop called Seven here." Zhuda Caimeow took the manual and looked at the map on it.

"Well, how many times have you been here?" Chihara wondered slightly why her fingers were able to find the target on the map so quickly.

"Do you remember how many loaves of bread you've eaten?" Miss Caimeow replied without raising her head.

Moreover, Why is it called Seven? Does it mean 'seven' in English?

Looking at the girl who had already stood up and lifted the packaging bags and plastic bags, ignoring the delicious desserts that she had eaten half-eaten, Chihara felt for the first time that something was different from usual.

Settle the accounts in a hurry.

Chihara, who was half-dragged into the store along the way, was a little dazed.

This shop called Seven is an optical store, and when I walked in, Mr. Chihara realized that Neta was an Ultraman terrier.

"How's this one? I think it's a good fit for you. ”

"Huh?"

"Lenses are too expensive, but if you just buy frames, you still have the money left."

"No, you have a problem with your brain, right? I'm not short-sighted. ”

Mr. Chihara, who had just caught up with his train of thought, rolled his eyes.

In the next second, the frame selected by Zhuda Caimeow suddenly put it on his face.

"Now that it can even increase the temperament of cultural people, it can be said to be a perfect match." The girl was triumphant.

Chihara was stunned.

"Don't like thin frames? That's another one. ”

No, it's not, what's the matter.

It's so strange that Mr. Chihara really can't stand it.

He shook his body, raised his hand and refused: "Let's sort out the relationship first, at most colleagues, stop here, it's best to interrupt the illusion in advance of any excessive warming behavior." ”

In the final analysis, I was just a passer-by who was pulled by the hand, and I always took out the manuscript to read, and the answer to the question of "how" when the little girl at the door compared the clothes was always "good" and "very good".

It's not so much about two people relaxing together, it's like an online game where two strangers form a team, cooperate with each other, and then play their own games.

"What do you want?" The girl couldn't help laughing, "Say I'm in love, but you are, right?" ”

"Huh?"

"It's just that it's just to see that you're not in the right mood, and I'll come out and play tricks on you." Miss Meow shakes the pink frame in her hand.

"After all, a little imp like you is completely out of my hunting range."

Zhu Dacai snorted twice and continued: "What's the matter, the future object has to be found by a mature handsome guy in the previous years, may I ask Mr. Chihara, what do you meet?" ”

"Besides, you can grind yourself out of the dark circles in front of a novel, and you can do it enough."

Quite dissatisfied, she knocked on the book in his hand, especially the delay in her breakfast this morning, which made her particularly dissatisfied.

"That's right......"

Zhuda Caimeow thought for a while and asked, "What time did you sleep last night?" ”

"It seems like two points." The boy hesitated.

The memories are rather vague, but it should be around this time.

"Remember to go to bed early tonight."

Zhu Da Cai Meow helplessly told the male mother next to her.