“I can’t understand it at all!”

Saijo Ayato's mouth opened wide. He didn't get over the fact that the goddess he had a crush on when he was a child was actually a boy. He said with a look of disillusionment:

"But you still wore skirts when you were a child?"

Nakajima Yuuncun, a tall man of 1.8 meters, was scratching his head in embarrassment and explained:

"That's because my aunt deliberately teased me when I was little. Most of the time I wore normal pants."

Saijo Ayato looked at him blankly.

Nakajima Kumomura was his best playmate when he was a child, a very cute and gentle "girl". He had a crush on her for a while when he was a child. If it weren't for his parents' work, he would have left.

Kyoto, maybe he looked for an opportunity to see if he could confess to the other party at that time.

Unexpectedly, when we reunited after so many years, we found out that the other person was actually a boy?!

Saijo Ayato’s eyes were complicated and his lips moved, but he couldn’t hold back a word.

Nakajima Kumomura scratched his head: "Hello, hello, Saijo?"

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Saijo Ayato's eyes, and then Saijo Ayato came back to his senses and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"It's a rare reunion. Let's go. I'll treat you to milk tea."

Nakajima Kumomura carelessly put his arm around Saijo Ayato's shoulders, and the boy subconsciously trembled all over and broke away.

"No...no need..." Saijo Ayato smiled reluctantly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is the first time we have met in five years." Nakajima Yumura said dissatisfied.

Then, regardless of Saijo Ayato's struggle, he pulled him to check out, and then took him to the milk tea shop outside the mall.

"What do you want to drink?" Nakajima Yumura looked at the menu and asked without looking back.

"...Anything is fine." Saijo Ayato said with a look of despair.

He has not yet recovered from the disillusionment of his childhood.

"Okay, then I'll order it for you, clerk, please give me three cups of brown sugar Bob milk, thank you."

"Three cups?"

Seeing Nakajima Kumomura coming back with the order number, Saijo Ayato asked with some confusion.

Nakajima Yuuncun pulled him to find a seat and sat down, nodded and said:

"Yeah, someone else is coming soon."

"Is there anyone else?" Saijo Ayato was a little confused.

Just as Nakajima Yumura was about to explain, he saw a figure coming from behind.

"Ah...here it comes!"

"Hey, this way, this way." Nakajima Yuncun waved carelessly.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Saijo Ayato's heart.

"Why do you want to drink milk tea from this restaurant?"

A cold voice sounded behind him, and the owner of the voice was a little confused.

"He is?"

Nakajima Kumomura patted Saijo Ayato on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "He is Saijo, can't you recognize him? Saijo Ayato!"

At this time, the owner of the cold voice walked around Saijo Ayato, and a girl with long hair reaching her waist and a delicate face appeared in his eyes. A tear mole under the corner of her eye embellished the owner's more charming and cold expression.

Not only does it not conflict with this charm, but it looks even more moving.

"Saijo?" The girl frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Saijiao Ayato?"

"Hello." Saijo Ayato greeted somewhat cautiously.

The girl looked at him deeply and sat down without saying a word.

"No. 489." The clerk leaned against the window and shouted.

"Oh, the milk tea is ready, I'll get it." Nakajima Yuncun heard the clerk calling his number, and left the two of them and walked over.

As soon as he left, there was no way to hide the awkward atmosphere.

Saijo Ayato had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and pretend to read the text message, but in fact it was just a meaningless sliding of the screen with his fingers.

"When did you come back?"

The girl asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Saijo Ayato was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party would actually take the initiative to talk to him. And judging from this, the other party seemed to know him?

"I just came back today. I originally wanted to buy some daily necessities, but I just happened to come across Nakajima..."

The girl nodded, then said nothing.

What a strange person. Saijo Ayato quietly looked at him for a few times, then lowered his head and looked at his phone.

"Come on, come on." Nakajima Yuuncun walked over with a smile, holding milk tea.

"How's it going, Saijo, have you remembered?"

"Remember...what?"

Saijo Ayato looked at Nakajima Kumomura in confusion.

Nakajima Yumura was a little surprised: "Is your memory so bad? Her? Have you even forgotten her?"

He nuzzled at the girl beside him.

Saijo Ayato was slightly ashamed: "Uh... I kind of forgot... Is she also our classmate?"

The girl said calmly: "No."

Then, she paused and smiled:

"Long time no see, crybaby, I'm Ryoka Nakajima."

"Nakajima...Liangxun..."

Saijo Ayato tried hard to recall the name, but the answer from his brain was nothing.

The title of crybaby gave him an ominous premonition.

Nakajima Yuuncun laughed loudly and said: "You really forgot, she is fat and often bullied you when she was a child."

As if a flash of inspiration flashed in my brain, unbearable memories from my childhood came flooding back.

Along with it, there is a mechanically synthesized sound.

[The strongest revenge system has been activated]

[Target of revenge: Er Pang, revised to Ryo Kaoru Nakajima]

[Revenge Mission: To be refreshed]

Saijo Ayato opened his mouth, looking at the cold and charming girl in front of him in shock.
Chapter completed!