Chapter 15 So Natsume Naoki plans to join the sports club

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that, Mio-chan!"

Xiao Hui resurrected, deflated and then sat up again full of energy.

Her little feet under the table began to tap lightly: "They are just childhood sweethearts, and the kind they haven't seen in a long time!"

Izumi Mio thought for a while: "The so-called green plum dropped from the sky?"

"Shut up Mio-chan, you don't understand ACG, stop talking nonsense! It's definitely not that kind of relationship!" Xiao Hui suddenly said sternly.

How can we fight if Qingmei falls from the sky? The two of them must have just lived relatively close to each other. They knew Qingmei, the kind of neighbor they had known since childhood, and they didn't even have a good impression of her.

Xiaohui comforted herself in her heart.

Izumi Mio looked at Xiaohui's self-deception and smiled helplessly.

Among all the people in the sports club, Xiaohui is the most innocent, with a big brain full of love brains, the kind of person who would fall into a trap if she is coaxed and deceived by a man.

Moreover, he is also a member of the Senior Appearance Association. It is enough to make Xiaohui so enthusiastic.

Izumi Mio also secretly looked at Natsume Naoki who was talking to her childhood sweetheart, but she was thinking about other things.

"Hey, hey, where are you going, Mio-chan? Everyone, where are you going? Are you leaving me behind?"

"We don't have the habit of being robbers! Come on, Xiao Hui, let's go back to the activity room after eating! Come back as soon as you fail, and we will comfort you!"

"Why does it have to be based on the premise that I will fail! Humph!"

Seeing her best friends from the sports club walking away together, Xiaohui pursed her lips and almost dropped her pearls, but then she thought about it and suddenly wiped the corners of her eyes and put on a very heroic expression, staring at Natsume.

Naoki's silhouette.

Or else, I, Tohsaka Megumi, will be single today!

After dinner, Natsume Naoki said goodbye to Asai Mao and planned to go to the library to rest for a while and read a book, and then go to the afternoon class.

Asai Mao went back to buy groceries, take out the trash, and continue her work as a maid today.

As expected, on the way to the library, Natsume Naoki was terrorized by a girl who claimed to be from the Faculty of Physical Education, Physical Education Department... Oh no, she suddenly struck up a conversation.

Because the incident suddenly frightened Natsume Naoki, he naturally declined the girl's request for contact information.

The girl shed tears and left crying.

………………

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Natsume Naoki appeared at the door of the small classroom on time.

To his surprise, he met an acquaintance on the first afternoon of class.

"Hey, Naoki! This way, this way!"

Kitahara waved his hand from the end of the classroom.

"Before I entered the classroom, I was wondering if your kid also chose this C language, but I was quite disappointed when I didn't see you when I came in." Kitahara Hayato moved his butt and ran inside to give up his seat to Natsume Naoki.

: "I came early to co-author it."

"Do you who study signals also need to learn C language? I thought you only studied PLC." Natsume Naoki sat down and started chatting with a slight smile.

It's still some time before the professor comes. The university doesn't care about the strict bells and the like. As long as the professor doesn't start calling the students, it's not class.

Even the definition of lateness is based on the preferences of each professor, which is true freedom of learning.

Kitahara Hayato put his hands behind the chair in a cool manner, looked at the entire classroom with the best view, and shrugged: "It's a good thing to learn more. I don't want to be unemployed after graduation. I don't know what other people think.

Anyway, I feel more comfortable using C language than assembly language when making microcontrollers."

"That's true." Natsume Naoki laughed softly upon hearing this.

Question: How can I make a doctor have high blood pressure in one sentence?

I heard it said online...

So how do you get more than two programmers to fight?

I think C is the best language in the world.

But no matter how programmers fight, there is an indisputable fact that assembly language will always be at the bottom of the food chain, even worse than Python.

"Hey, what's going on with that girl at noon?" Kitahara poked Natsume Naoki.

Probably because he didn't want to discuss more study matters with this study fanatic, he began to change the topic to the aspect that interested him most.

Regardless of men and women, gossip is always the first productive force besides sex.

"What's the situation." Natsume Naoki glanced at him and shook his head: "Don't think too much, it's just... I used to be my neighbor when I was young, and we were barely childhood sweethearts. After being separated for many years, we met again and found that we were actually juniors in the same major.

So it’s just a meal once in a while.”

"Tsk, what do you mean by having a meal once in a while?" Kitahara frowned and looked at him with an expression of "What's wrong with you?" He said, "The girl's name is Asai, right?"

"Yes, Asai Mao."

"Do you think she's pretty?"

"you……"

"Shut up and just answer my question. Isn't it pretty?"

"Yeah." Natsume Naoki thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

From the first day when Asai Mao knocked on the door, he knew that this was definitely a beautiful woman who would conquer the entire country.

"Then she has a boyfriend?"

Kitahara Hayato asked the most worrying question.

If she has a boyfriend who is not from Waseda University, does that mean that the boys have no reason to harass her anymore, and she has a lot of time to attract the girls to surround her?

This must not be allowed to happen!

Natsume Naoki thought for a moment, and considering that guy seemed to be an obedient maid but had a secret personality of being a slut, he probably wouldn't have such a bizarre creature as a boyfriend.

After all, the only two things she sees about boys are "trash" and "trash that can be washed and used."

Fortunately, I belong to the trash category that is not so annoying to her.

So Natsume Naoki shook his head: "Probably not."

"If you still feel beautiful without a boyfriend, then that's fine!" Kitahara Hayato patted him on the shoulder and gave him a hearty smile that said, "Don't worry, I'll leave the rest to my good brother."

Eh?

Natsume Naoki was stunned.

Just give me whatever you want!

You're a single-core idiot who's only thinking about being single!

Natsume Naoki began to worry about his relationship with Asai Mao.

There is only one class in the afternoon and it ends in about an hour.

Kitahara Hayato said that his part-time job time hadn't come yet, so he felt bored when he went home. He couldn't play video games for long at the arcade at Menkagebashi Station, so he planned to take Natsume Naoki to the club union center to see if there was anything he liked.

Societies.

There are more than a thousand clubs in Waseda, and there is no rule that each person can only choose one club.

Passing through the flower bed, passing through the atrium with clear windows, and passing by the couples cuddling up on the benches listening to music with the same headphones, Natsume Naoki and Kitahara Hayato came to the club registration office.

There will be volunteers on duty here before evening. He handed the two people a booklet recording all the clubs and their introduction.

Natsume Naoki asked while watching: "Don't you have a basketball club? You are so active in your part-time job, is it really necessary to choose another club?"

Kitahara Hayato rummaged through the booklet, and it seemed that he already had his favorite target.

"You don't understand even after I tell you. A guy like you who can get a girlfriend just by looking good won't understand how sad we feel."

"Then which club do you plan to join?"

"this!"

Kitahara Hayato found what he was looking for, turned the booklet over, picked it up and showed it to Natsume Naoki.

"Samba club..." Natsume Naoki was a little confused: "You can also dance?"

"So you don't understand!" Kitahara Hayato shook his head and said: "Go and search for videos of last year's Waseda samba club, and you will know why I want to join the samba club."

Samba culture has a large audience in Japan. Brazil is probably the place with the largest number of Japanese immigrants in the world. When those people returned to their hometowns, they brought this culture back to Japan.

Kitahara Hayato took out many filled-in forms from his arms and handed them to the volunteer at the Community Union Center, asking him to pass them on to the person in charge of the samba community.

"It's not just me. Yamada and the others also wanted to come after seeing the Samba Club's activities last year, so I brought their application forms with me today."

When he said this, he asked casually: "Naoki, do you want to come to the Samba Club? I heard that their club activities are getting bigger this year and they will definitely need manpower. The success rate is very high."

Natsume Naoki shook his head and said seriously: "I still want to join the sports club."

Beiyuan was stunned when he heard this and turned to look at him.

"Are you serious?"

"I am serious."
Chapter completed!