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Chapter 162 Want to hide something (4000+)(1/2)

Prickly prickly, prickly prickly.

When Nakamura Katsu returned to the office, he ate cup noodles with gusto.

Accompanied by the misty heat, the curly noodles were brought into the mouth.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Nakamura."

Hasumi Kanoko asked jokingly: "But is it really okay for you to only eat this for lunch?"

"If you say that, the same goes for Hasumi-sensei, right?"

The former asked back: "I really don't understand how girls can survive by eating salad as a meal. Are you trying to lose weight?"

Hearing this, Teacher Hasumi glared at him angrily: "It seems that directly discussing a woman's weight is not the behavior of a gentleman, right? Teacher Nakamura."

Nakamura Katsu continued to suck the noodles, "It doesn't matter, I've never been a gentleman anyway."

In response, the beautiful teacher, who was just over 24 years old, had a look of helplessness on her face, and the scene not long ago could not help but appear in her mind.

Then he thought about it and said, "But it's really great. With the help of Mr. Hirakawa and the others, Kato-san's election success rate should be improved a lot. At least you did a good job in this matter, Mr. Nakamura."

"Um?"

Nakamura Katsu raised an eyebrow in surprise: "This is really surprising. I originally thought you would condemn me like before."

"That's because Mr. Nakamura at the time was too self-centered and forced students to join the club just out of interest. Kato-san was too pitiful."

Hearing this, Nakamura Katsu couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then let out a long sigh: "Although this is indeed the case, I never thought that he could cause such a big fuss."

"And after all, would ordinary students not only take part in the assessments of all the clubs in the school like him, but even attract so many teachers to them?"

There was a hint of distress in his words, which made Teacher Hasumi couldn't help but chuckle.

"After all, Kato-kun is really good. A boy with good motor skills like this is very popular with girls. In addition, he is very handsome, so it is natural for him to be like this, right?"

"It's over." Nakamura Shengsaku sighed sadly, "Isn't it possible that the most beautiful teacher in our school is also fascinated?"

First he was slightly startled, and then he winked playfully.

Teacher Hasumi covered his mouth and chuckled, and responded in a joking tone: "I can't say for sure. If I met such a boy when I was in school, I might have fallen for him long ago."

"That's really too bad." Nakamura Katsu took over the words naturally, his tone full of regret.

After saying this, the two of them laughed at the same time.

While chatting, two bowls of Nissin's original cup noodles fell into Nakamura Katsu's belly.

Looking at this scene, Hasumi Kanoko thought for a while and said, "But I may have misunderstood Mr. Nakamura before. You think about students like this. You are a good teacher."

As soon as she finished speaking, the other party immediately waved her hand and denied it: "No, don't say that to me. If you say that I am just satisfying my own desire to explore and helping out at the same time, it is not as pure as Hasumi-sensei thinks."

After a brief pause, Nakamura Masaru continued: "And this kind of experience where teachers from sports clubs come to your door every now and then, even I don't want to do it again."

Regarding this, Hasumi Kanoko joked: "You have said the same thing twice, Mr. Nakamura. The last time you said that, you also helped Kato-san to block those teachers from behind."

"about this point……"

Nakamura Katsu couldn't help but rub his nose, "After all, strictly speaking, this matter started with me... In addition, I already rejected Mr. Ryuzaki and the others last time, so it is inevitable that it will be a little difficult to speak this time, but fortunately

Kato must have gained something."

Thinking of Kato Yusuke's appearance, Mr. Nakamura murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Anyway, there are only so many things we can do. The rest is to see if you can be successfully elected and give it to everyone.

What a surprise, Kato."

There was quite a bit of expectation in his tone.



On the other hand, Yusuke Kato, who had high hopes from Mr. Nakamura, looked different after school.

"How is it here?"

"Go in a little further."

"Is it too big?"

"No, this is the best."

"…………"

"And here."

Yinglili's white fingers touched the screen lightly, "We need to add some black bars here, otherwise there will be problems when selling."

So Kato Yusuke quietly picked up the digital pen and covered the beautiful girl character in the picture with some thick black horizontal lines.

"Well, that's probably it."

The girl, who was holding her chin with one hand as if thinking, nodded slightly in approval, and then said to him: "Thank you, this time the work has been completed. All that's left is to contact the printing house to confirm the bleeding position.

Already."

"Bleeding position?" Kato Yusuke put down his pen and asked doubtfully.

Seeing this, Yinglili explained as if she had just remembered: "...I forgot that you are not the author in the circle. It refers to the part of the work that is left aside for easy cutting in order to retain the effective content when printing."

"Generally speaking, because each printing factory has different bleed level standards, if you want to leave exactly the part you want to keep, you need to confirm with the other party in advance."

"I see."

Kato Yusuke nodded suddenly.

It's been a while, but the layout in the second art preparation room hasn't changed much. It's still the same room filled with the smell of oil paints and turpentine.

The smell feels inexplicably familiar, with a hint of the owner of the room mixed in.

Like a handful of fragrant lilies, fragrant and pleasant.

After connecting the work with the other party, Kato Yusuke handed the digital screen in his hand back to the girl, then took out a small box from his school bag and placed it in front of the girl.

"You can take this back after school." He said.

Seeing this, Ying Lili's face showed confusion.

"……What's this?"

While talking, he picked up the small box and read it.

The box is oblate and matte black, and the cover is dotted with countless hot stamping dots, making it look very high-quality.

However, there is no text on it explaining what it is. It looks like a beautiful box, but has no idea of ​​its function.

Kato Yusuke explained: "This is a gift, and its function is something like beauty cream, probably..."

His tone didn't sound very confident either.

As if the stop button had been pressed, the girl's hand movements could not help but pause slightly, and then her cheeks turned red inexplicably.

And some stutter said: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you say gifts? Even if you suddenly say so, I am not ready ... And, where, who would send the girl for the first time to send the girl

Is it something like this?”

Before Kato Yusuke could speak, Eiri continued to mutter: "Also... also, as a boy with a girlfriend, you still give gifts to other girls, which is... too bad...?"

"

It was like holding a hot potato in her hands. The girl's expression looked extremely tangled, as if she didn't want to take it or not.

Kato Yusuke rubbed his forehead helplessly, then pointed to the small box in the other person's hand and said: "As a thank you for your family's care for me, that... is actually a thank-you gift for Aunt Sayuri, and my daughter-in-law said...

My friends also know it, Yinglili."

Time seemed to have suddenly stopped.

An awkward atmosphere began to spread quietly in the room, and the girl's face turned redder.

Kato Yusuke said casually: "I'm sorry, I didn't explain this clearly, but you are perfect even if you don't use these things, so I'd better leave it to my aunt."

As soon as the words fell, it seemed as if the smoke had disappeared, and the anger on Yinglili's face gradually disappeared bit by bit.

In the end, he just snorted arrogantly and didn't pursue it further.

"He's just a child who hasn't grown up." Kato Yusuke couldn't help but think to himself as he watched this scene and looked around naturally.

A painting placed in the corner of the room and covered with white cloth came into his eyes.

"Did you paint anything new?"

After asking this question, he stood up and walked towards the easel, intending to lift the white cloth to see its true appearance.

Yinglili's eyes suddenly widened.

"Wait, stupid, wait for me—!"

For some reason, the girl suddenly took a step across and stood in front of him. She raised her head in a panic and asked, "What do you want to do? You want to touch other people's things without permission. It's unbelievable! That's bad!"

Hearing what the other party said, Kato Yusuke couldn't help but show a black question mark expression on his face.

Then he frowned and asked: "No, I just want to take a look at your new work. You didn't respond to it before, right? Is there anything in it that is not convenient for me to see?"

"This, this is because... is because..."

Ying Lili's eyes were wandering, "Because it's a failed work! It's too shameful so I can't look at it!"
To be continued...
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