Putting down the phone, Chihara was in a daze for more than an hour.

Because he didn't know what to do next.

In the past, I only had to go to the recording studio on my days off, I was happy and fulfilling, and I had money to get, although death was embarrassing, but it wasn't too boring.

Of course, you can also log in to your Twitter account, then share a few photos that everyone likes to see, send a few QR code download links, and wait until an hour later to see the replies of netizens to kill time and fill the loneliness in your heart.

But this Saturday that lost the rites seems to be different.

Logging into the ontology's Twitter account, Chihara casually swiped and quickly exited the process.

Chihara tossed and turned in the room and on the bed alone, tossing the pillow high, catching it, throwing it again, and the cycle repeatedly, very boring.

I was so bored that I didn't want to do it anymore, so I ran to the living room, walked around, hit the wall and then changed directions, like a robot vacuum cleaner without laser strafing.

At this point, I don't even have the idea of playing games online with someone.

And the game consoles of this era are still stuck on PS3, and I feel uncomfortable at the thought of the next generation of super long-lasting four princesses before they come out.

Anyway, he will definitely not buy the current three generations.

I turned on Line and dialed the voice call of my younger sister.

He wanted to ask a question.

Soon, the voice of the playful and flirtatious big sister came from the mobile phone, and there was the noise of the mountaineers one after another.

"Hello, it's a sunny day today, with temperatures between 21°C and 30°C, and a level 3 breeze!"

"The above is the weather information for today, is there anything else this gentleman needs to consult?"

The tone was fast, and it didn't take half a minute.

He could imagine the grinning person on the other side of the phone across the phone, and besides, the voices of other women were quite loud......

Chihara thought about it, and then reluctantly thought of a reason: "...... Just call and ask you to help me supervise the juniors in the water warehouse to eat? ”

"Eat it, eat it, this mouth is full!"

Zhuda Caimeow's tone was empty, and there was a strange sound faintly coming from the side, and the familiar voice of "seniors save me" could leak out in the middle of the rapid gasp.

There's also the snort of someone rushing into the microphone.

"Takeda ......"

"Don't worry, nothing happens."

Before Chihara could say anything, his sister took the initiative to hang up the phone, not even giving him time to react again.

After a moment of silence, Chihara scratched his head.

In fact, he not only wanted to hear if he wanted to bring an umbrella, but he was also going to ask Huang Li......

Chihara dialed again, and the voice prompted the other party to be busy.

It seems that she doesn't want to take it.

……

The old set went out, a sweatshirt and trousers.

Then he went downstairs and soon realized his mistake. The hot wind in Tokyo this year was more fierce than he had imagined, and just one look at his face made him sweat a little on his forehead.

So he went upstairs and changed into a single shirt.

The sky is blue, the clouds are white, the sun is fierce, passing through the tall buildings, but after all, it is only just heating up, and it is not hot enough to spread eggs, and it is still okay to go out for a walk.

People come and go on the pedestrian street, wearing loose clothes that are fresh and beautiful for spring, and there are many more people talking and laughing than on weekdays.

There are many green faces on the street, mostly girls, short skirts and shorts, and long white legs stretched straight in the sun.

Maybe it's because of the holidays, the high school students who don't have classes have free time.

After seeing Chihara, they all looked at each other for a moment, more or less, before forcing themselves to look away.

The speed of light sped up, and he didn't dare to turn around and secretly take a photo when no one was looking.

Sure enough, Mr. Chihara's charm still swept the young and ignorant student world!

After all, after being slightly repaired by my sister a few days ago, the inherent skill effect of this [Demonic Charm] for female special attacks seems to have been raised to another level.

Tie the sweatshirt jacket that he was holding in his arms into a strip and tie it around his waist, Chihara lowered his head and began to walk towards a place where there were fewer people.

At this moment, what is in the headphones is Che Wan Gensokyo's "Broken Moon", a pure music version.

Before I knew it, Chihara came to a familiar bridge again.

On the way here, the cherry blossom trees on both sides are much stronger than before, and I guess I have been secretly exercising recently.

And it seems to be even greener after being washed away by heavy rain.

Very good.

Clean.

Mr. Chihara, who is also destined to be lucky EX, can spend this afternoon comfortably today.

After a while, Chihara went to a roadside bakery and bought a bag of sliced bread.

In particular, the bread is also delicious.

With a gentle pinch, throw the bread crumbs into the river.

A carp swims in, swallows it, and spits it out again until the crumbs are soft.

In this way, there are still a lot of carp gathered under the bridge.

It's also good to empty your brain and become a fish-feeding robot with no self-thoughts.

Anyway, you don't have to think about anything, just lean against the railing, bite and sprinkle a little, and talk to the ruthless fish feeding machine.

Then the robot's assembly line cycle engineering was interrupted.

Someone poked Chihara in the back.

Chihara turned around and took off one of the headphones.

Carp churning in the water.

Every piece of bread crumb dropped, it will cause a ripple.

"Click-"

This is the standard sound for mobile phone photography.

Chihara decisively turned his head and covered his face.

Not far away stood a short girl, with long hair tied up at the back of her head, and a beautiful school outfit, with this girl's height that was definitely not a short board among all the women Chihara knew, and her demeanor was outstanding.

He also carried a black hooded cloak on both arms.

At the moment, she is holding her phone in a strange position, trying to refocus.

The target is the school of carp that Chihara feeds.

After taking a few more shots, she put down the small box in her hand and tilted her head towards Chihara.

Their eyes met in the air.

She looked at Chihara and finally spoke.

"Ten Words Jiabao ......"

The girl paused: "Or call me Shiwen Xiangsui." ”

After that, she also pushed her chest, which was a little barren compared to her juniors.

？

What's going on with this Galgame-like encounter?

Shouldn't the opening of the conversation be "Hello, where do you feel like I've seen you", "Why are you here in good weather", "It's so noisy today", or something like that.

However, introducing yourself as soon as you come up can be regarded as a surprise tactic.

But it worked.

Chihara drooped her eyelids, and replied angrily as she learned her format: "Just call me Chihara." ”

"I hope that today I won't add the word "Jun" that actually has no respect in my heart."

Today's girl named "Ten Characters Fragrance Spike" was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her eyes drooped slightly.

An incredible expression appeared on her face, as if she didn't expect Chihara to reply.

"What's going on, a hellish look on my face." Chihara asked nonchalantly as she took another bite of bread and sprinkled a crumb of bread into the river.

"I just think it's a bit curious......" "Tomonji Kasui" focused on Chihara's face until he stared at the junior and waved his hand a little uncomfortably.

She chuckled and said, "It turns out that a lazy otaku like Chihara-kun also goes out occasionally?" ”

Huh——

Qianyuan showed a decent smile: "Ninety percent of the body's vitamin D is obtained by the sun, so it's not worth going out in broad daylight Miss Ten Words, you are so strange." ”

“…… Although I do prefer to visit the convenience store after 11 p.m., grab a Coke and go shopping. ”

Then again, how the word haunt feels a bit subtle.

"Ten Words Spike" couldn't help but remind: "Drink Coke at night, be careful of barium carbonate!" ”

"It's still the same sentence......," Chihara shook his head, "I drink Coke, and I still care about whether it's healthy or not." ”

"Rather than bothering here to persuade me of a hopeless, self-defeating fat house......"

"Miss Morning might as well think of a way to educate the people of the whole island country about the disadvantages of eating seafood and possible gout, so that the Japanese can quit this bad habit as soon as possible?"

Thinking of Mr. Chihara's good brother back then, he suffered from gout at a young age, and since then he has been drinking boiled water all day long, just to reduce some urea content.

"Let the Japanese not eat seafood?" In the morning, Saori rubbed a few strands of hair in front of her forehead in annoyance, "Even if I become the prime minister of Japan, it will be difficult to do it." ”

"So the answer is clear," Chihara said, breaking open a piece of bread crumb, "I'm just an ordinary human being, and I don't care about the effects of any compound on my body. ”

Anyway, just be happy.

The crumbs of bread fell into the water, and the carp once again began to scramble for food, squeezing the emaciated individuals out.

It's already midday, and people are gathering in the office or restaurant to open their bento boxes and refuel their bodies. And because it's hot outside, there aren't many people walking on the street.

There are only two carp on the bridge.

"It's hot," Chihara wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, "what are you still doing here?" ”

In the morning, Saori flicked the cloak in her hand and tied it around her waist like Chihara, her slender and white arms looked delicate, with a delicate side face.

And the hair with a high-end shampoo and pomade.

"I have a friend who said she saw a childish-looking person here before." She said to herself, "It's a pity that the boy in the Pikachu coat can't be found anymore." ”

Saori was still muttering in the morning, wondering if that friend had been hit by a car one day and had been in the hospital for a semester while saving Sabre.

Chihara suddenly asked, "Is that the girl who is used to talking in a notebook?" ”

Morning Saori paused: "Yes." ”

"Could it be that because I saw a handsome guy, I rekindled my hope for life, right?" Chihara scratches his head.

"Your logic jumps so fast, but the result is pretty much the same."

In the morning, Saori cleared her throat: "Probably because Glass saw a super perseverance Xiaoqiang who was disabled and still lived tenaciously that day, and rekindled the idea of not admitting defeat." ”

"What are you sarcastic about?" Chihara said, "Is a vegetative person sleeping for ten years still simply mentally retarded?" ”

"Rest assured, only one-sided intellectual evolution is incomplete." Saori comforted in the morning.

"So, what the hell did the senior do for your friend in the morning?"

"I just want to see this guy."

"Have you finished reading?"

"Not yet."

The girl with a cold temperament took a step closer to Chihara, and after finding that the other party did not react, she walked several steps closer, until she was within half a meter of distance, and then suddenly remembered something and took out a box of throat lozenges from her pocket.

Then poked him in the back.

Chihara didn't look back.

I've been poked a bit a lot lately, so it's time to think about whether there's any meaning in it.

"Why are you ignoring me now?" Saori asked in the morning.

"I'm thinking about what bad things will happen to my children......"

Chihara couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

According to "Chihara - The First Law of the Morning", whenever the two meet, something catastrophic will really happen.

"Is there anything to think about with this kind of thing?" Saori in the morning was puzzled, "Young people should believe in science. ”

"Actually, I really want to believe in the ...... of science."

He breathed a sigh of relief with great sorrow.