Chapter 11 The Foreshadowing of Reservation
"Yeah, um. It's okay... No, I live in the employee dormitory prepared by the company. Yes, I have a roommate... No problem. Yes, there is still money left for living expenses. Yes, there is a canteen in the building, and the food and accommodation are
The company provides a place with no expenses for the time being. Well, well, I know, I will call if necessary. Nothing happened to my brother? Well, everything is fine as usual."
Mechanical response. Just like a robot that follows instructions and responds accordingly, Wu Geng thought.
"Okay, then...if nothing happens, I'll hang up first..." The sudden pause caught even Wu Geng himself off guard.
Her heart stopped for a beat, she took a deep breath and repeated: "If nothing happens, I'll hang up first...Dad."
"..." There was a brief silence on the other side of the receiver, and the sound of breathing was mixed with the "hissing" noise of electricity, followed by a dull and short "hmm" response. Like the falling of a timpani, it revealed a feeling of dust settling.
Calm means.
When I came back to my senses, the receiver in my ear was already buzzing with a busy tone of "beep-beep-".
Put down the phone at Wu Geng, and the contact name displayed on the screen was: "Wuyuanshan". After shaking his head for a while, he put the phone into a small bag. Then he put the small bag in the small cabinet used for storage in the practice room.
"...Father?" Nishino came over.
"..." Wu Geng hesitated for a moment to call him father, but couldn't find a more appropriate way to express it, so he nodded in recognition.
"Are you OK?"
Maybe Wu Geng's expression was a little dazed, so Nishino asked worriedly.
"Well, it's okay, I just asked about my recent situation." The girl pretended to smile relaxedly.
During the break when the training was temporarily over, most of the members sat on the ground to rest casually. It was in the afternoon. There was another dance class, and today's training was over.
A little further away, Takayama and Ikoma were sitting in a circle with members Nakata Hana and Nojo Ami. Ikoma was gesticulating in an exaggerated way, while the others looked confused.
Seemingly noticing this, he quickly waved and shouted: "Nanase, come here quickly, I can't do Josuke's posture, the Yondaime's posture, no matter what I do, you can show them to them."
Nishino glanced at Wu Geng and hesitated, but Wu Geng smiled instead.
"I'm fine, I just felt a little tired suddenly. You go ahead and I'll wash my face."
Nishino nodded, took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned back and pushed the thing in his hand directly into Wu Geng's arms.
"This is for you." Then he hurriedly walked away.
It is an unopened bottle of pure water.
Wu Geng smiled. During the previous few practices, Nishino could not unscrew the bottle cap several times, so he had to ask Wu Geng for help.
She raised her hand and unscrewed the bottle cap halfway, and found that her body had no need to replenish water.
I happened to find Mai Shiraishi correcting her dancing posture alone in front of the mirror.
"Hey, Shiraishi-san!"
Shiraishi, who was still adjusting his dance moves, turned around following the sound, and a small black shadow was thrown towards her in a parabola.
I caught it subconsciously and realized it was a bottle of water.
Looking in the direction, a fourteen-year-old girl waved to her.
Shiraishi nodded subconsciously in response, and the sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks, dripping on his chest that was rising slightly due to his breathing.
"Take a rest, I've already unscrewed it for you." The other party made a gesture of raising his head to drink water, and then walked out of the practice room.
(ex){}&/He was hit on the head with moderate force.
It was only at the fifth hour that I realized what I was doing.
"Hashimoto-san."
"Be good~"
Then the cheek was pinched gently.
"Why are Hashimoto-san here?"
Hashimoto Nana looked at Wu Geng with a half-smile, "What do you think?"
Ah. I just realized that I asked a stupid question.
"What's wrong? There's a negative emotion emanating from your whole body?"
"Can you tell?"
"No, just asking casually."
"..."
Then he was hit on the head again.
"Don't slander your elders in your heart."
"No way!" Wugeng defended, covering his head, "I haven't—"
"not yet?"
"..."
"'What a troublesome woman.' That's definitely what you were thinking this time, right?"
Are you a god?
"No! Absolutely not!"
Of course I won't admit it.
Hashimoto looked at her deeply and smiled innocently.
"...Well, it would be best if I didn't." Then he withdrew his censorious gaze.
Wu Chang breathed a sigh of relief.
"so what?"
"Eh?"
"So what are you worrying about here?" Hashimoto asked pretending not to care, "Just tell me and I can help you share some of it."
"..." Wu Geng pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "Nothing happened, I'm just a little worried about the future."
There was a brief silence.
Just when Wu Geng was about to raise his head to observe Hashimoto's reaction, he was rubbed hard on the head with both hands.
"How can a young brat pretend to be so serious?" Hashimoto said teasingly.
Wu Geng tried hard to break free from Hashimoto's clutches. Just as he was about to protest, the strength exerted by the other party suddenly weakened.
She felt someone gently, but lovingly hugging her from behind, as if they were handling a fragile work of art, tenderly and carefully.
Hashimoto rested his chin on Wu Geng's shoulder and said softly: "It's a hundred years too early for you to worry about the future. Now you just have to do what you want to do. Happy little devil."
The voice seemed to have a soothing magic power. For a moment, Wu Geng felt her whole body warm up. She carefully guided the voice to stay in her head, as if it were a precious treasure.
Thank you. Wu Geng closed his eyes and whispered in his heart.
Then, the other party wiped his face roughly with a towel.
"Uh...! Uh-huh!"
"alright."
Hashimoto pinched Wu Geng's cheek and looked at her face in the mirror, which was slightly red from rubbing it, and her eyes were bent into a bridge with laughter.
"This is the expression you should have at your age." She smiled.
"Let's go." He stood up and left.
"Hashimoto...san." Wu Geng was busy chasing the girl's back as she left.
Hashimoto waved the towel in his hand and said, "Training is about to begin."
Chapter completed!