The miserable and sad look of the resentful woman in the deep palace made everyone look at each other.

Others began to drink fruit wine and drink with Sister Hanaki to eat snacks.

Thanks to Kashiwahara, Ikawa and Yu's three active people, the scene gradually became warmer, and the unpleasant things that just happened were temporarily forgotten.

“…”

period

Hanyu Kirino's phone rang again.

Everyone glanced at it, didn't care, and discussed interesting things about the school.

Hanyu Kirino seemed to have said something and quickly hung up.

An hour later, Kirino Hanyu, who had drunk a lot of beer, stood up staggeringly, waved his hand to everyone and said he was a little dizzy, so he went back to the second floor room to rest.

Kiyoshi Kashihara and others were drinking fruit wine, and they felt fine. Taking advantage of the rare opportunity, Kashihara extended the time of the cocktail party and started talking to senior sister Ikawa, Orchid, Asaha and others.

And also play poker games.

The tense atmosphere spreads in the air.

But what made Kashihara laugh and cry was that the three girls actually focused on themselves together to focus on the fire?

The fruit wine he drank made him run twice to WC. He was dizzy and noticed that it was obvious that the three of them, including Senior Sister Yichuan, were resentful and began to pour him fruit wine to retaliate.

No matter how much Kashihara has a lot of alcohol, she was a little uncomfortable, so forty-five minutes after Sister Hayato returned, Kiyoshi Kashihara also begged for forgiveness:

"I really can't drink it, sisters, please spare me."

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People from the Literature Department talk and laugh in Kanagawa.

Someone in Tokyo can know too.

He Quan Linghua sat in front of the desk in a daze.

The pencil with her white and tender fingers fell unconsciously on the table.

For her, learning is boring and even boring.

She learned a lot of headaches, but she still tried to persevere.

For some reason.

Although He Quanben, he seemed to have seen some effect after working hard during this period.

She felt that she had grown a little, but it wasn't enough.

So I remembered the story of the joint study group of the three schools during the summer vacation.

Little Green Tea also wants to register!

She called Mr. Hanyu directly.

Looking at the clock on the clock, I thought to myself that Teacher Hanyu should not have rested at this time.

When the phone was connected, a noisy background sounded, which surprised Huicun.

Could it be that Mr. Hanyu is still having a social engagement?

"Teacher Hanyu, I am Kazumi."

"Watizumi, what's wrong?"

Hanyu Kirino was taking a sip of cool beer at that time and saying depressedly.

“…”

He was about to talk to Quan Linghua, but he pressed his little ear tightly on the microphone and heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone.

She felt unbelievable and couldn't help asking Mr. Hanyu who was with.

Because of drinking, Kirino Hanyu, who was quite drunk, didn't care, but smiled charmingly:

"Oh, it's a gathering for the Literature Department."

The sounds of Kiyoshi Kashihara, Asayu, and Orchid and Ikawa Liurixue also came from the other end of the phone.

Hequan Linghua was definitely not wrong.

It was like throwing her from the spring when cherry blossoms bloomed to the cold winter when the wind was blowing.

It completely dispelled her feelings about joining the cram school just now.

Not a single one left.

Excited, the heart that wanted to struggle gradually faded.

"fine."

The girl with short brown hair said in dismay.

She put down her pencil boredly and threw herself on the soft bedding casually.

It turned out that they were staying together.

Why didn’t Kashiwahara call herself?

He Quan Linghua thought aggrievedly, but she also understood how ridiculous this grievance came about.

Because Kashihara doesn't care about himself at all, nor does he have to worry about his own thoughts.

Hequan Linghua was originally a confident girl.

However, after contacting Kashiwara, his confidence was defeated step by step.

At this moment, he pouted his little mouth in grievance, thinking, is it useless for her to work harder?

Can she really get into the University of Tokyo?

Don't deceive yourself, she also understood that the one-tenth of what Kashiwara said at that time might have been exaggerated.

The reality is, at present, the probability of passing the exam is one in 100,000.

“…”

She worked hard for that person, but she didn't care at all.

While she was reviewing, Kiyoshi Kashihara was going out for fun with several beautiful girls.

This will be the case in the future

Take a step back.

Even if she was admitted to Dongda University, would Kashihara still have her place in her heart?

I'm afraid it's been stuffed with Chizuru Asaha and Natsuo Organ.

“…”

"asshole."

The kind of scene she never wanted to see seemed to be the future.

Hequan Linghua buried her little face deep in the soft bedding and cursed with a sob.

Instead, it is surrounded by loss.

She rubbed the sore bridge of her nose.

I couldn't help asking myself.

I really like Kashiwara.

Or is it because of the unwillingness in my heart?

The idiot boy who was unwilling to be abandoned by himself suddenly became so outstanding.

I was extremely curious about him being completely different from him, and I couldn't help but explore and wanted to get to know him in depth.

Did she like him or was curious and unwilling to accept it and wanted to regain what originally belonged to her?

Now, such useless breathing,

But at this moment,

She really wanted to give up on herself and become the lively JK girl who was good at dressing up and dressing up.

Wearing a hot JK ​​short skirt, black stockings, wearing gorgeous lipstick and makeup, lingering in karaoke after school, holding my best friend's hand and shopping together, dressing up in a fashionable outfit.

With her cute and pretty appearance, it is not impossible to marry a rich husband in the future. It is so happy to be a full-time housewife and you don’t have to work hard anymore.

But……

He Quan Linghua thought silently that the life that could reach the end at this glance made her feel a little bored.

I don’t know how long it took, and Lun Hua returned to the cold table.
To be continued...