All kinds of passers-by stroll through the streets, the Shinjuku District illuminated by neon lights, has a day-like night.

The cold wind was blowing on the street. Under this not-so-lucent beech tree, Uesugi Osa looked at her lost little nose, put her hand gently on her slender shoulders, and slowly hugged her delicate body.

He asked her to lean her head against her shoulders and smelled the fragrance from her hair and neck. He closed his eyes and said to her:

"Little Huahuo is very cute. Her crying looks will make people want to protect her. She is also quiet when eating. Every time she listens to a story, she will sit obediently on the stool and patiently listen to every sentence and every word."

The gentle whisper of the gentle words of the slow shaking brought the Huawan Fire back to the past period.

"But, no one likes such fireworks..."

Through the wrinkled sailor suit in her hand, Uesugi could clearly feel the girl snuggled in her arms. Her pity and body temperature have not changed since childhood.

He hugged her, as before, comforted her when she cried.

"Little Huahuo is very obedient and cute. Every time she sees any beautiful flower, she will take Zhaojun to see it, in the park, on the embankment, and on the roadside. Zhaojun has always liked her, likes her silently following behind her, likes the smile she blooms when she eats, and likes her secretly hiding in the corner of the wall to wipe her tears."

Hanamaru Hanabu slowly opened his agile eyes and looked up at his familiar cheeks slightly.

Twelve years can change a lot, but what remains unchanged in her heart is the warmth he used to comfort himself.

Maimai's eyebrows and eyes were full of his face.

Fireworks...I also like Zhaojun...

The street lights were leaping on the two of them, and Hanaman Hanabu raised his head and closed his eyes, quickly tapped his cheek.

The warmth on the cheeks was fleeting, but Uesugi Seo could still clearly feel the softness of the girl's cherry lips.

He opened his eyes and smiled and faced her shyly dodging her: "Haohuo, did you kiss me just now?"

"Um......"

Huamaru Hanabu lowered his head again, and panickedly picked up the cola cake placed on the stool and started eating quietly.

Uesugi Skipped, not disturbing her, and picked up his own coke cake.

Through the 0.025 mm plastic bag, the residual heat passed through the oil-proof paper bag and reached the palm of the palm. He took a bite and carefully observed the many passersby passing by in front of him.

The two of them sat under the bench of the beech tree, quietly eating the golden cola cakes in their hands.

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The next day, he spent the first class of the morning like a fishing fish, and Uesugi couldn't help but yawn.

“Ha~”

"What did you do yesterday?" Takahiro Tsukigawa asked Uesugi at the front table while playing games.

His yawn was so loud that it could be heard in half the classroom.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Uesugi Take a look at Hanaman Hanai who was sleeping on the desk, and then said to Tsukikawa:

“Last night, I was a little tired.”

Tsukihiro Tsukigawa raised his eyebrows and looked at Uesugi, then continued to play the game: "Forget it, no matter how much I hear, I'm still sore, but I still can't listen."

Tsukikawa didn't listen, Uesugi didn't say much, he was not the kind of person who only showed his kindness every day.

"Bounce, jump, blow, bomb!"

The cute little girl is still speaking Chinese.

Uesugi Seo couldn't help asking, "What are you playing?"

"Genshin Impact." Takahiro Tsukigawa said casually, the little girl in red clothes on his screen ran around in a snowy place.

"How do you say Chinese?"

"Of course, you have to try Chinese games. It's unexpectedly good," Takahiro Tsukigawa kept sliding his fingers on the screen, "Although I can't understand."

He then added.

"There are all advertisements for this game on Akihabara. I think the portraits are pretty good, so I'll try it."

Uesugi Tau narrowed his eyes, half of whom was sleepy: "Have you recharged money?"

Takahiro Tsukigawa was very surprised: "How did you know!?"

Uesugi Do not explain, but continued to ask: "How many lessons have been done?"

"Not much," Takahiro Hirakawa was trying hard to recall, "It seems that he just repeated all the characters in the gliding pool to 7 times."

Well, all characters repeatedly draw 7 times.

Uesugi didn't say anything. Although he didn't know what extent it was, Tsukigawa was obviously already in a quagmire.

"By the way," Takahiro Hirakawa asked him, "Do you want to have fun? You can team up together."

"Forget it." He felt that his small vault was not ready yet.

The brief break was over soon. Uesugi Tou held his head with his left hand and leaned against the window, listening to the English teacher telling Martin's story, chatting in every way.

Since the intelligence point reached 8, you can reach the previous level when you listen to lectures.

Find something to do?

It would be better to take a nap.

Last night, my father-in-law had time to go home, so he called him out to train after visiting many streets. Now he is really sleepy.

Now my mind is full of bowing, face, body, and the sound of the bamboo sword fighting.

However, I have learned kendo for so long and have never been used.

Is there a plot where no one comes to provoke me and then gets beaten down with one move?

Under such boring thoughts, Uesugi Sao spent the afternoon peacefully until noon.

"Zojun...where are we going..." Hanamaru Hanabu was holding a lunch box in his hand and followed Uesugi Tho. The little leather shoes under the black stockings were brisk.

In the sunny corridor, the mottled sunlight shining through the leaves has a fresh green feeling.

"Diji Classroom." said Uesugi.

"But the local science classroom is not in the club building." Hanamaru Hanabu said.

"The abandoned one."

“What are you doing there…”

“Eat together.”

Hanamaru Hanawa stopped and his soft pleated skirt swayed forward.

She shook her head and said, "Zhaojun doesn't have to feed Huahuo, Huahuo will eat it by himself."

“……”

Uesugi Do not think this way, mainly because he thought it was a bit too conspicuous to eat in the cafeteria, because of the so-called father-in-law’s advice.

Or just be more decisive and let’s make the relationship public. Students know it.

"Go, go to the cafeteria." He decided.

Hanamaru Hanabu had to turn around and follow Uesugi. She turned her head to look at him walking in the sun and whispered:

"Hahuo feels that Joe Jun is a little in a bad mood today..."

When he talked about his bad spirits, Uesugi Seo couldn't help but yawn again: "I had insomnia again last night and didn't sleep well."

Shortly after he finished speaking, his tender little hand suddenly grabbed him.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Dog turned around and looked at her slightly red face.

"Go to the local science classroom..." Hanamara Hanamaru's voice became smaller.

"Why are you going there again?"

Silence for a little while.

"Huahuo... sleep with Zhaojun..."

Sleep with me?
Chapter completed!