Zongman: I am on the set of Oregairu, playing the role of Bai Xue

"I was actually deceived by the little angel! !"

"As expected, pretty boys are more likely to lie!"

"Little angel, come and lie to me!"

"At this moment, our IQs are on the same level as Tuanzi's."

"The little angel is at this level, what about Bei Nuo?"

"Beinuo is probably in the atmosphere."

"I'm in the basement garage."

……

The anchor had no choice but to press pause.

"Sorry, I got slapped in the face. My face is a little swollen."

"So this is what Yukino meant. Oh my god, I can't imagine how many levels Kitano has calculated. After all, besides Ayaka, it seems that Yeshan is also in his calculations."

"Hey, I say, if Bei Nuo uses this trick to win over girls, it probably won't take long... Ahem, I really don't dare to think about it, it's a bit fantasy."

"But... I think it's normal, because Gaoling Zhihua has already opened her heart to him, and Tuanzi has long been in love with him. Should the title of this animation be changed?"

"There's a fucking problem with Kitano's youth romance story!"

……

The animation did not connect to Yuigahama's story, but instead cut to Zaimokuza.

At this time, he leaned against the wall and took out a palm-sized notebook from the pocket of his windbreaker. There was a water-based pen on the cover. This was the prop he used to record his inspirations.

Zaimokuza was able to write a complete opening chapter, which shows that at least he is serious about writing novels, even though this note is rarely used and is more of a psychological comfort.

He collected some habits of famous writers from the Internet, as if by imitating the habits of famous writers, he could reach a higher level in his creative career.

The notebook is unfolded in the middle.

Zaimokuza quickly turned to one of the pages.

In the center of the blank paper, a completely different color appeared. It was a heart-shaped orange-yellow sticky note. Because it had been stuck in the notebook for a long time, the sticky note no longer had any bends and was as flat as a bookmark.

The handwriting on the sticky note is clearly visible, it is the beautiful handwriting that only girls have.

The camera focuses on the sticky note.

At this moment, the barrage on the screen turned into countless "?" and "Ah?"

Although the host had some guesses, there was also a flash of surprise in her eyes.

After a smooth overlapping effect, the sticky note tilted slightly, the outline of the notebook disappeared, and the sticky note was stuck on a bottle of drink.

A breeze blew, and the sticky note fluttered down and landed on the ground.

Bei Nuo also followed him into the classroom.

It was not until he picked up his headphones and stepped out of the classroom door again that the camera shifted downward and saw the sticky note stuck to his trouser leg.

In the picture, Bei Nuo seemed to notice something wrong with his trouser legs, so he took off the orange-yellow paper. After reading the contents on it, he suddenly turned around to look in the direction of the classroom, but did not go back.

The scene cuts to another scene, where Kitano has returned to the Service Club and asks about what happened after Yuigahama bought the drink. Under his questioning, Yuigahama confesses about her encounter with Yumiko.

The scene cuts to the same scene in episode 5, where Yuigahama, Miura, and Ebina watch silently. But as the camera slowly moves back, a fourth person's sight appears. That person is Kitano. He still has the sticky note in his hand, and then glances at Miura's position, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he has some plan.

The scene cuts to four places, and Kitano finds Zaimokuza alone.

[Zaimokuza, I have a task for you. Of course, if you can complete it, you will also be rewarded.]

As soon as he heard the word "mission", Zaimokuza immediately got into the role, "Hmm, what kind of mission is it that requires a swordsman like me to take action? If it is a mundane matter, please don't entrust it to me."

If it was the usual Beinuo, he might have turned around and left.

But this time he didn't. Instead, he took a deep breath with some hesitation in his eyes.

Just when Zaimokuza was about to give up, Kitano suddenly spoke.

[This is not a mission.] Bei Nuo looked solemn, and his tone was particularly serious and solemn. [This is a test, and even more of a trial, General Jian Hao! Do you have the courage to accept this trial?!]

A strange look flashed in Zaimokuza's eyes, but it quickly turned into joy.

He suddenly swung his hands, making a gesture of grasping the invisible scabbard, and snorted coldly, "Trial? Hahaha, interesting! I wonder what kind of trial it is..."

Zaimokuza still had a bit of rationality left and did not agree immediately.

Bei Nuo lowered his eyes helplessly, and then sighed in disappointment, "Forget it, the responsibility of saving the world will eventually fall on my shoulders, General Jian Hao... See you again if we are lucky enough."

[Eh? Ahem!] Zaimokuza quickly added, [Wait a moment!]

However, Bei Nuo ignored him and muttered in a voice just loud enough for him to hear, "It seems that we can't be close friends. The inspiration for the novel accumulated over the years will be forgotten as time goes by."

Zaimokuza's eyes suddenly lit up, "Hikigaya! My good friend! No matter what kind of trial it is, this swordsman general has never been afraid!"

Bei Nuo stopped and asked again, "Really?"

[It's absolutely true!] Zaimokuza's lenses were flashing a dazzling white light, and his tone was firmer than ever before.

When Kitano heard his confirmation, he immediately turned around, took out the sticky note from his pocket, and slapped it into Zaimokuza's hand.

[This is an important document, carrying the sincere feelings of others.] Bei Nuo explained to him in a voice and emotion. Even though he was a little immature, the seriousness in his eyes was definitely not fake.

Zaimokuza subconsciously looked at the heart-shaped paper in his hand. Combining it with what Kitano just said about the "trial", he seemed to understand something. [Hikigaya, are you going to...]

Bei Nuo immediately snorted coldly, "Superficial! Take a closer look at the words above."

Zaimokuza put his thoughts aside and carefully looked through the contents. It was indeed as Kitano said, these words were not a confession or something like that. However, after reading it, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

[General Jianhao, you need to find the relevant person and solemnly hand it over to him in order to pass the trial.]

Zaimokuza thought for a moment, then spoke with some embarrassment: "But these are girls' names, and they are not from my class... Come to think of it, I don't know many girls in my class."

[You don't need to search everywhere. When the time comes, you will find it naturally. I can't do it myself because the effect will be greatly reduced. I can only ask you to do it.] Bei Nuo patted his shoulder, and finally stared into his eyes and said carefully, [You must hand it over to him in person. Don't be timid. I believe in you.]

The camera lens stayed on the reflective lens of the wooden seat.

This conversation ends here.

Until the next shot, which cuts to the tennis court.

Miura tried desperately to defend himself, but his balance was disrupted and he fell to the ground in a mess.

As Hayama called out Miura's name.

Zaimokuza, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly realized something and focused his attention on Hayama and Miura.

Then, the crowd quickly dispersed.

Only Zaimokuza was still standing there.

He looked at the students leaving with a hint of hesitation on his face, but when he glanced at Beinuo's position, he actually found that Beinuo was also looking at him.

Zaimokuza couldn't help but smile helplessly, and finally chose to stay.

But he suddenly thought of something, and with the desire to pass the trial, he muttered to himself in a low voice: [The health room... they will definitely go there, and by then, they will no longer be outnumbered.]

The camera cuts from Zaimokuza's back as he turns and walks away, and then back to the notebook.

A large hand wearing a half-finger glove gently took out the sticky note, and the notebook was closed at the same time.

The Zaimokuza in the picture now had a more mysterious aura.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the corridor ahead.

Zaimokuza also raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and said slowly: "Is it finally here?"

The animation is paused.

The anchor exclaimed instantly, "Oh my God!"

"I'm just like these comments. I was laughing at the beginning, but the more I watched, the more goose bumps I got!"

"Beinuo... Awesome! You are worthy of it!"

"It was fun to watch Bei Nuo act like a middle school student, but after the fun, my scalp felt numb."

"No, count how many back-up plans he has made."

"Let's continue!"

The animation continues to play.

The camera shifts to Ye Shan's side.

The three of them were walking slowly towards the health room.

Although Miura knew that she had fallen badly, she gradually calmed down with the careful support of Hayama and the thoughtful guidance of Ebina along the way.

But at this moment.

A sturdy boy walked towards the three people.

Zaimokuza straightened his body. He knew that the three people in front of him were all evil modernists, especially Hayama Hayato, who was at the top of the modernist group. It was not an exaggeration to regard Hayama as the chief of all evil.

The girl that Hayama was supporting was equally extraordinary. Although Zaimokuza only knew her name was Yumiko, her presence was equally strong.

Only the last girl was relatively ordinary, which made Zaimokuza feel a little relieved.

It's just that the auras emitted by Hayama and Miura were too strong. In Zaimokuza's eyes, these two people seemed to possess a dazzling and gorgeous halo, which made him feel inferior involuntarily, and his steps became a little more stiff.

[You must give it to the other party in person. Don't be shy. I believe in you.]

Kitano's words gave Zaimokuza more confidence. He had to prove himself and pass this "trial" no matter what!

[Everyone, please stay.]

Zaimokuza suppressed his inner tension, his voice trembling slightly, but fortunately it was not obvious.

The three of them stopped and looked at Zaimokuza together. The concentrated gaze of the three people brought him more pressure.

But it’s okay...compared to the queen’s gaze, this is nothing special!

People feel superior through comparison.

Even though the source of this sense of superiority is... a little weird, it is a shot in the arm for Zaimokuza.

[Excuse me, you are Ms. Yumiko, right?]

Zaimokuza's strange name made the three people present a little confused.

After all, he used a mixture of honorifics from different eras, yet he directly called out Miura's name.

For a girl, it is never a pleasant thing if a stranger suddenly calls her name, but fortunately, Zaimokuza's attitude was relatively serious and he barely did not cause Miura's disgust.

[It's me. What do you want to talk to me about?]

Zaimokuza nodded, but didn't have the chance to speak.

Ye Shan said first: "Oh, I remember you were a student in Class C of the 2nd grade, and your name was Zaimokuza, right?"

[Uh, um!] Zaimokuza was suddenly startled. He had never expected that Hayama would remember a "low-level" student like him and could even call out his name on the spot.

This made him a little shaken.

Fortunately, Ye Shan did not ask any more questions, but just said in a friendly manner: "Sorry to interrupt you, please continue."

Zaimokuza was almost conquered by Hayama's tolerant aura. The so-called popular king of Sobu High School was not groundless. This kind of comfortable feeling like a spring breeze is probably not something that anyone would dislike.

[Hmm, I only have one goal.] Zaimokuza quickly adjusted himself, gently took out a sticky note from his pocket, and handed it to Miura, [Ms. Yumiko, please accept this important document.]

As Zaimokuza was a little far away, Hayama and Miura couldn't see the words clearly, but they could see that it was a heart-shaped piece of paper.

Although the color of the paper was not pink, which represents love, Hayama and Miura still immediately thought of the same thing - "confession".

The two of them looked a little subtle.

Especially Miura, a guess came to her mind that maybe it was someone who hated her and deliberately found someone to humiliate her when she was in failure and frustration.

Miura felt particularly angry when he thought of this, "I said you..."

But before she could fully react, Ebina spoke first: "Can you give me this?"

〔ah? 〕

〔Um? 〕

Yeshan and Miura were immediately confused.

But Zaimokuza still answered seriously, "No, I was entrusted by someone and must hand it over to Ms. Yumiko in person. You are not the person involved."

[……] Ebina gathered his thoughts and asked, "Who commissioned this?"

Zaimokuza's expression froze. He couldn't possibly mention Kitano's name, so he had to choose his words carefully and replied: "This is a commission from God."

[Hmm... I see.] Ebina instantly understood that the other party didn't want to reveal too much.

[…]

[…]

The other two couldn't keep up with the pace.

I only heard Ebina continue: "I should be a relevant person, at least I know the above content."

[……] Zaimokuza was also thinking quickly about how to respond, because he could not hold on any longer. [What is your name?]

〔Ebina Hime.〕

Zaimokuza immediately understood, because he knew that the other party was indeed a "relevant person", so this also met Kitano's requirements. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

[Then please take it.]

〔Um.〕

Zaimokuza and Ebina looked at each other, and the two men wearing glasses seemed to have a tacit understanding - a tacit understanding of the reflection of the lenses.

Ebina took the paper and felt its smoothness and neatness. She couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "Thank you, Zaimokuza-san. I didn't expect you to keep it so well."

[It's nothing, because it carries the sincere feelings of others.] Zaimokuza directly brought up Kitano's words.

Ebina couldn't help being a little absent-minded, and she became more interested in the so-called "God".

Then he turned around silently and walked in another direction.

The three of them stood still, watching the tall and broad figure gradually walk away.

After the other party disappeared, Miura asked anxiously:

[Ebina, what on earth is going on?]