So this is why the boy was happy,
"Why would you think that?" Haruka Yuzan was a bit curious.
At this, Heisuke Yonchu scratched his head a bit sheepishly, took a glance around as if afraid someone else would hear, and spoke in a low voice,
"That day, after I finished cleaning, I found Classmate Mishima waiting outside our classroom door. I didn't know her name at the time, I just thought she was very pure and cute,
but when Classmate Mishima saw me, she actually greeted me! And she even called out my name!!"
The more Heisuke went on, the happier and more excited he became.
in a hallway bathed in twilight, a cute girl in a jk uniform standing at the classroom door, calling out your name as you walked by.
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"Congratulations in advance!" Haruka Yuzan was also happy for his good brother.
"Hehe, actually, I came to ask for your help with something else." Heisuke Yonchu scratched his head again, and the big boy even appeared a little embarrassed.
"What do you need me to do? Don't tell me you are looking for ideas to woo her." Haruka Yuzan found it amusing, he took out the milk carton that madam had stuffed in his backpack, casually bit down on the straw, and asked.
The boy's languid demeanor made the girls in the class look over, their cheeks reddening involuntarily.
In Island Country, a sun-kissed and carefree handsome guy was undoubtedly the most attractive.
Especially someone like Classmate Haruka, who looked gentle on the outside but had a wild muscular build, was just an instant kill for the Cherry Blossom Sisters.
Heisuke Yonchu looked at him with some envy. If only he could be as carefree as Haruka,
"That's just one thing, I actually have another favor to ask of you."
"This Sunday, Mishima invited me out to go shopping, but I've already promised my aunt that I'd go relax with her."
Hearing about Heisuke Yonchu's aunt, Haruka Yuzan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart,
"You want me to go shopping with Mishima?"
He asked, full of doubt.
"Of course not! I want you to accompany my aunt on her day out!!"
"Cough, cough!" Haruka Yuzan choked on his milk, coughing several times before he caught his breath.
Looking up with confusion, he said, "Why not postpone the outing with Mishima or your aunt? Space them out, learn to manage your time!"
Going to see Mrs. Harada, wasn't that the same as a lamb walking into a tiger's den?
"Time management? That's a very apt term, Haruka."
"What sort of strange point of focus is that."
"Sigh." Heisuke Yonchu let out a sigh, and the usually careless boy became somewhat downcast,
"This is the first time Mishima has invited me out, definitely wouldn't be proper to change the time."
"Then change the other"
At the mention of Mrs. Harada, Heisuke's face grew even more sorrowful, "Sigh, don't be fooled by my aunt's age, even though she's over thirty, she still acts like a child, loves to have fun. Plus, she's really pampered at home. If I don't go this time, she'll definitely encourage my dad to beat me up!"
"That... exaggerated?" Haruka Yuzan was somewhat surprised; his impression was that Mrs. Harada was a gentle and dignified person. How could she be ?
"Yes!" As if a nerve had been struck, Heisuke Yonchu nearly burst into tears, "You don't know, I've been living under her shadow since I was little, when we were kids..."
Watching his best buddy looking so forlorn and sharing his tragic childhood experiences, like when she snatched his candy, his video games, and even now his anime figure wives...
Hmm... snatching wives is indeed a bit too much.
"You're so scared of her, yet you dare to stand her up. Even if I were to go, it wouldn't help, would it?"
"And, you're so handsome... my aunt is truly beautiful!!!"
The afternoon sun shone brightly,
Haruka Yuzan was enjoying a leisurely lunchtime in the activity room.
With a slight lift of his head, he could see the legs of a girl in thigh-high socks, fair and delicate. Looking further up, there was the youthful Absolute Territory.
"Classmate Haruka, do you know it's very impolite to stare at someone's legs while eating?"
The young lady sitting across from him couldn't bear his gaze any longer and looked at him with her cool eyes.
On the table in front of her were several pink boxes filled with girl-like charm. On closer inspection, the food was not much different from the boy's, except that madam had made subtle adjustments according to their tastes.
This scene made them seem more like ... siblings with incredibly good looks?
Haruka Yuzan calmly sipped his pork rib soup. Just as he was about to speak up in his defense, but the moment he locked eyes with those autumnal orbs, an icy-cold sensation made him swallow back what he had wanted to say,
"Did you enjoy playing games with Kazumi Misaki last night?"
He changed the subject awkwardly,
The class president was magnanimous, not taking the boy's actions to heart.
"Actually... I'm also pretty good at games. I'll coach you sometime."
Definitely not because he wanted to show off in the game in front of the young lady. It was simply a desire to exchange learning experiences,
"What game were you playing last night? I've got some skills in Street Fighter."