Hanamaru Hanabuki looked at Imamura in confusion beside Uesugi.

Is it someone Zhaojun knows? It seems, but it seems that it is not.

However, today’s lunch will have dumplings made by Zhaojun, which will definitely be delicious!

——Huaman Huahuo looked at the colorful purple eyes of fried dumplings, and it shone brightly.

Uesugi Do not know the person in front of him, but he seemed to know himself.

And he gave him a sense of condescending distance in his expression.

"Who are you?"

Imamura discovered the fireworks with stars in his eyes.

She looks so cute and has beautiful eyes... In order to make the cute beautiful girl have a favor, she must show confidence and exude a unique temperament all over her body.

So he replied lightly to Uesugi:

"My name is Hideki Imamura. He is a disciple who came to Wuxin Pavilion to practice the day before yesterday... But these are not important. Uesugi, you just need to know that I am the chosen one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Imamura's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The chosen man, a genius of swordsmanship.

It's totally enough for you guys to be afraid.

What's the thing?

Uesugi Sao probably thought this little disciple had not passed the age of junior high school.

He has also encountered such scenes and expressions.

It was when I was in elementary school that a fat boy said to him with great vigor when he was over class: My dad is the driver of the tram!

Although I don't know what to show off.

But that little fat man was the king of children. A bunch of male classmates in the class were surrounding him. Every word he said would attract the praise of those followers.

My dad is the driver, so it should be the confidence that the group of followers cultivated for Xiaopang.

At that time, Uesugi Cho chose to ignore Xiaopang.

When facing people who are not self-aware, he will choose to ignore them.

Not to mention this, Uesugi Doo found Hanamaru Hanabu staring at the fried dumplings, and his eyes and mouth were saying that he wanted to eat it very much.

Her face was red and she was so beautiful and cute that she could not finish talking about.

"Hungry?"

"Yeah." Hanamara Hanabu nodded.

Imamura was very annoyed because Uesugi Dou actually ignored him. Is it because his speech just now not shocking enough?

It seems that something more shocking must be made.

I used to think that masters were low-key, but he suddenly realized that being low-key would only make the other party ignore himself and his majestic self.

The male protagonist, who is himself, a man named Hideki Imamura never needs to be low-key.

"I tell you! Uesugi, no matter how you ignore me now, I will make you regret what you are doing now one day!" Imamura clenched his fists and slammed heavily on the dinner table of his fellow senior brother. The senior brother who was having lunch all flew out of the plate.

A dumpling happened to fly into the wine glass of Suhara Songbei in front, and the good sake was forced to sputter onto the face of the teacher's father.

"what the hell!?"

Suhara Songbei walked over with anger on his face.

He looked at the innocent senior brother first, and then looked at Uesugi.

Uesugius points to Imamura: "He did it."

Kasuhara Songbei hit the head of Imamura with a fist and shouted loudly: "Are you full and have nothing to do? I will supervise your training in the afternoon, and Su Zhen will be five hundred times!"

Five hundred vibrating times!?

Imamura remembers that he was so tired after wiping fifty times last time.

What's the point of this thing? Isn't it just swinging a knife up and down? It's boring and useless. If you have such a strong swordsmanship talent, why should you learn such meaningless movements?

"Hearn?"

Imamura was about to speak, but she was glared back by Matsuki Kazuhara's glare.

What are you doing so loudly...

"I know...I know..."

Uesugi Sao looked at Imamura, who was sitting alone in the corner and was scolded by the teacher, and sat down at the small table on the other side of Hanamaru Hanabu, who was in a state of confusion.

"What do you want to eat? I'll help you put it in."

"Fried dumplings, um...and hot spring eggs."

Lunch is self-pick-up, and everyone can hold a bowl or plate and put it on.

Miss Suhara is working on this.

Uesuma gave two fried dumplings, two side dishes, and one hot spring egg on the table.

Hanamaru Hanabu looked at Imamura, who was sitting with Matsuki Kawahara, and asked Uesugi, who was sitting down:

"Zhaojun, who was that just now?"

"I don't know." Uesuso picked up the chopsticks and tasted the fried dumplings he had made.

Although Hanamaru Hanabu was confused, she didn't care after saying "Oh". Her attention was now all about the fried dumplings made by Joe Jun.

The last time I ate the food he made was the hard dark chocolate.

Poor Imamura was completely forgotten before it attracted the attention of the beautiful girl.

Zhaojun...it seems that he can't cook at all except making coffee.

Fried dumplings made by Zhaojun.

Hanaman Hanabu thought this thing was magical, so he picked up the chopsticks and took a quick bite. Suddenly, the girl's face was filled with a sense of happiness.

"Is that delicious?" Uesugi Dora looked at her happy expression.

"It was made by Joe."

"I'm only responsible for wrapping the stuffing, huh? Do you want me to feed you?" Uesuma Tho picked up the fried dumplings and put them in his mouth.

"Not good..." Hanamara Hanaguchi hesitated, actually because he was afraid that everyone would see the little movements of the two.

"It's okay, I'm secretly." Uesugi Tou picked up the dumplings and smiled at her.

Hanamaru Hanawa hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked inside the room. After finding that no one was paying attention to the two, he went back and nodded weakly, with a well-behaved, sweet and cute face.

Seeing Hanamaru Hanai slowly opening his soft mouth, Uesugi Takes the opportunity to feed the fried dumplings.

When he ate the dumplings he fed, Huamao Huahuo's cheeks turned a little red. In this case, he felt indescribable.

Eat the food he fed and looking at his handsome face, my heart was itchy.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious..." After chewing and swallowing the fried dumplings, Huawan and Huahuo said softly, biting the words and whispering.

Uesugi Dou discovered it, and the blushing girl entered the love mode.

If she made some unreasonable small requests now, she would nod her head shyly.

Love really fascinates girls.

I should think about how to tease her.

Alas, forget it, I won’t make fun of the fireworks anymore, after all, this is at the cheap master’s home.

"Do you still want me to feed?"

The shy Hanamaru Hanabu was not speaking, but her vivid purple eyes kept saying to him that she wanted to be fed. Her hands pressed against her lower abdomen, cute and quiet.

A cute little girl like this feels the most to feed her.

If she blushed and called out to her brother, her bones would be soft in her glutinous voice.

Firework, my little firework.

It's really awesome.

You can't stay in the dojo in the afternoon. Uesugizo feels that all of this time should be spent on falling in love with Xiao Hanawa.

"I'll take you out for fun in the afternoon, okay?"

"Where to go?"

"A place to make Little Firewall happy and happy."

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The sunset in Tokyo is better than in the early morning, and is always covered with a faint mist, allowing layers of light golden transparent clouds in the sky to spread warm colors.
To be continued...