In Aushiki's room, the girl who was leaning over the desk raised her head alertly. Her face was not very good, and there were faint dark circles around her eyes.

The alarm clock with a square LCD screen was ringing at this time, and the message "It's time to go to sleep, ring!" was displayed on it. Her editor Hanai bought this specially for her because she was worried that Ayoshiki would be too focused on the creation of her work.

Regardless of the state of affairs.

Ayoshiki looked at the desk where he had written dozens of pages of manuscript paper. The pen in his hand was just out of ink. He rubbed his eyes, turned his neck, and looked out the window, which had completely darkened.

Ah, speaking of which, I remember watching Kohaku Nogizaka's appearance in the fifth update. She suddenly thought.

But it was already early in the morning, and she might have missed the performance. She didn't care about it anymore.

While clearing away the manuscript papers on the table, Ayoshi was thinking about what he was doing at the red and white venue at the fifth watch. He should have finished and was about to go back.

Once the novel is finished, I will give it to Wu Geng to read, Ayoshiki thought. Ayoshiki is not good at normal interpersonal communication, and the only gentle way of communication he can think of is to convert his feelings into fixed words, so that he can be understood by others.

Although it went in a circle, she thought Wu Zeng would be able to understand it.

After all, she is the only friend she has acknowledged so far.

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When Hashimoto left the lounge as if running away, he turned his back to the door of the lounge and took several deep breaths before his mood calmed down.

What kind of result does she want, and what kind of follow-up is she looking forward to? The rest of the prince and princess's lives in the fairy tale are condensed in the sentence "They lived happily ever after", but in reality, there is always someone there.

Stumbles on the road to pursuing happiness.

She took a deep breath and was about to go to the bathroom to wash her face and calm down.

"Nanamin."

Turning around, I saw Wu Geng pulling Ikoma and trotting over.

"Shixiao-chan, you're back." She waved. That's right, she thought, I'm not the only one in the group who is entangled.

But the next moment, I was startled by the sudden movements of Wu Geng.

I saw that she had no intention of stopping. Uncharacteristically, she suddenly held Hashimoto's hand, narrowed her eyes like a kitten, and rubbed her face against the back of her hand. The strange feeling between the skin rubbing made her

Hashimoto subconsciously withdrew his arm and stared at the equally surprised opponent.

"..." He opened his mouth, and finally his eyes fell on the subtle-looking Ikoma behind him, "Shixiao-chan... what's going on?"

It's not that she dislikes contact with members, it's just that Wu Geng hates everyone treating her like a child. Even if she takes the initiative, she might push others away if they come close to her. How could she be so clingy?

action.

"I still want to ask..." Ikoma stepped forward and looked at Wu Geng who wanted to approach actively but was pushed away by Hashimoto's head ruthlessly. He always felt that he saw the shadow of the little flying bird.

"Xiaoxiao became like this after having a conversation with her father. She may have been stimulated by something. I guess."

Could it be something about Xiao Asuka and Na-chan?

Hashimoto knew that the development of things that day really caught many people off guard, and there seemed to be no need to cover up the dramatic turn of events. During this period of time, everyone seemed to be getting along peacefully, but there was always a sense of giving up on themselves.

She pondered for a moment, considering the presence of the unrelated person Ikoma, it was difficult to say anything. She smiled, relaxed her arms, held Wu Geng in her arms, and gently stroked the back of her head like a mother comforting her child.

"It's okay," Hashimoto said softly in Wu Geng's ear, "Let's talk to uncle again when we have a chance. We will definitely understand each other."

She seemed to think that Wu Geng was frustrated by her father because of the incident between Nishino and Xiao Feiniao, so she came to seek comfort from herself.

It suddenly became quiet at five o'clock.

Ikoma, who was placed aside, was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "What are you doing, hugging each other suddenly..."

But not long after, Hashimoto let go of Wu Geng. He smiled and said to Ikoma: "Okay, Ikoma, please take Shiyao-chan in first. It's best to stay with her today. It's time to leave soon. I

Let’s go to the bathroom first.”

In this group of girls who have to be together even when going to the toilet, Hashimoto's leaving alone did not make Ikoma think too much. Maybe it is because she has always given everyone a mature and intellectual feeling, so even if

When Hashimoto makes a bold move, other members may not be able to notice it immediately.

However, after Wu Geng left, he still stared at his hands for a long time, and suddenly turned to look at Ikoma, "Ikoma, Nanamin smells good too."

"...Xiaoxiao, are you really okay? Why do you keep saying such strange things?"

"Is this weird?" Wugeng tilted his head, "But everyone is a girl."

"It has nothing to do with being a boy or a girl," Ikoma said a little bit crazy, "You are not a dog, so what do you care about the smell? Besides, we have been together for so long, we should be used to it by now."

"Oh, okay, then I'll control it." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ikoma felt a little disappointed in Wu Geng. She pouted and muttered: "Mainly, I didn't have a chance before..."

Wu Geng became a little strange, and Ikoma couldn't tell the specific reason, but he just felt something was wrong. Thinking of Hashimoto's slightly changed expression when he heard Wu Geng's father, he couldn't help but wonder, is there really something wrong with him?

Do you know the inside story?

"Xiao Xiao...there's nothing going on between you and your uncle, right?" I asked cautiously, lest I touch anything.

"It's nothing... it should be."

Such a suspicious sentence actually confirmed Ikoma's suspicion.

But Wu Geng did not give her a chance to continue asking about this matter, and had already reached out to push open the door of the lounge. Ikoma clearly saw an eagerness to try on the other person's face, which was the look he had seen since Wu Geng this time.

A high-spirited spirit that has never been revealed.

She was a little dazed, and then she couldn't help but followed with her mouth flattened. Then, she saw a scene that surprised her so much that her jaw dropped to the ground.

The one who didn't like others to come over to him, hold hands or hold arms, and always look around, fearing that he would be casually fucked again - Wu Geng took the initiative to walk to Nishino's place with long strides.

Not many people paid attention here originally, but Wu Geng's movements were too decisive and straightforward, and he shot straight towards the bull's eye like an arrow leaving the string, which was particularly conspicuous in the sloppy lounge.

With a look of joy and anticipation on her face, she squeezed into the little spot between Nishino and Shiraishi. Shiraishi, who was sitting in his seat with his fingers in a daze, was ruthlessly pushed aside, and the sound attracted even more attention.

The sight of all members.

But Wu Geng never shied away from suspicion.

She eagerly and affectionately squatted beside Nishino's legs, hugged her waist, and buried her face in her belly. The whole movement was smooth and natural, as if it had been rehearsed many times, so much so that Nishino didn't react when he was hugged.

"Uh huh..."

Wu Geng let out an unexplained sob from his throat, his little head flopped around like a coquettish kitten in Nishino's arms, and his hair swelled out in a mess.

The smell of Nishino, the body temperature transmitted through the fabric of the clothes, the realistic and complex touch between the arms, and the empty heart finally rested safely in the chest at this moment.

The coldness and emptiness in the dark universe were replaced by warmth and emotion.

At the fifth watch, the dust in my heart was gently wiped away.

She raised her head, and under the messy bangs on her forehead, her jewel-like eyes were pure and flawless looking at Nishino, who was stunned and didn't know how to react.

"Na-chan, I've thought about it," the girl said in a childish and coquettish way, "I thought about it for a long time and finally figured it out."

"Figured it out...what?"

Nishino was carried away by the opponent's pace for a moment.

"I like you," Wu Geng said without hesitation. His clear pupils showed no trace of evasion, but Nishino was a little embarrassed to look directly at her.

"I like you, so come to my house and sleep together tonight. Just like before. No matter what Na-chan wants to do to me, I will never refuse you again."

I don't know whether this sentence should be regarded as a confession or a statement of harassment, which caused the entire lounge to fall into silence.

Takayama was sitting on the sofa behind Nishino. Looking from her perspective, Nishino's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the top of his head seemed to be emitting steam, a comic special effect.

Before she could figure out what was going on and react, Sakurai, who was hanging around Wakatsuki, had already shouted out:

"Hey? What's going on? Na-chan, Shixiao-chan, what happened between you two?"

Just looking at her slightly ecstatic expression, I'm afraid she is eager to see what happens between the two of them.

After Sakurai said these words, the rest room exploded into a boil.

Everyone who had just finished Hongbai's performance changed from their casual attitude after the end, and gathered around like sharks smelling the smell of blood. You and I kept talking for a long time, just like students in a country school during class.

A replica of the scene of the siege and suppression of transfer students in big cities.

In the chaos, Shiraishi and Fukawa looked at each other and scanned the crowd in perfect agreement. Fortunately, they did not see the figure of Xiao Asuka, who seemed to have left before the fifth watch came in. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Zhongyuan looked at the wall of people in front of him. Except for Sasaki who was listening to the voice actor broadcast in the corner, most of the second-generation students had gone to join in the fun. She couldn't explain what kind of complicated mood she was in. She just breathed out.

Still relieved.

In short, before she had time to delve into her feelings, her left hand was slowly held by the person next to her.

Ikuta looked sideways at her with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes at all. This strange expression revealed a hint of Buddha nature that transcended the mortal world and transcended worldly affairs.

"Hika, Kohaku's unforgettable first appearance, and probably her last... is so good."
Chapter completed!