My Relationship System is a Little Weird

"Ah, Maisaka, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Kanbaru-kun."

"Ah, why is he suddenly called Jun again, just call him by his name, there is no need to add an honorific title."

"Ah... oh..."

The girl nodded falteringly, and then her calf was suddenly kicked by the girl beside her.

She looked over subconsciously, but saw Miki Kawashima's anxious expression.

"That...that..."

Not knowing where the courage came from, Yui Maisaka spoke quickly, her sweet voice trembling slightly.

"Ah, Kanbara! How about Qingtuan and Butterfly Cake?"

Another energetic voice sounded from behind Chiwa Kanbara, breaking up the courage that Yui Maisaka had accumulated with great difficulty.

As if drained of strength, Maisaka Yui's shoulders dropped slightly, and her raised head lowered again.

Li Qinglan was standing behind the young man, leaning forward slightly with her little hands behind her back, with a smile on her face that she dared not look directly at.

'Do not look back...'

She clenched her hand on her side, grabbing her pleated skirt vigorously.

"taste good."

The boy's answer with a smile made her feel empty, and a feeling of powerlessness swept over her whole body.

If she hadn't been holding Miki Kawashima's arm, she might have fallen to the floor right now.

"Really, if you want to eat, I can do it next time..." Hearing the boy's response, Li Qinglan seemed to be encouraged, her expression became brighter, and her voice was full of joy.

"Ah, can we talk about it later, Kawashima and Maisaka have something to do with me."

Chiwa Kamihara's magnetic voice sounded again, interrupting the voice that made Maisaka Yui feel a little harsh.

She raised her head in a daze, and what caught her eyes was the handsome profile of the young man.

The afternoon sun shone through the glass window of the corridor, shining light on his side face, and it was also filled with the heartfelt joy of a Huaichun girl for the person she admired.

"Ah... well, I'll go in first."

Her annoying voice disappeared, and the girl's beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

The boy in front of him turned his head, and his gentle eyes fell on her.

"What's the matter, Maisaka, don't you have something to say?"

She thought that she might not be able to escape.

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358. Masquerade

It can be said that Maisaka Yui made the request out of the cloud.

After getting an affirmative answer from Chiwa Kanbara, she was in a half-dream and half-awake state again, and was dragged away by Miki Kawashima.

It wasn't until she returned to her seat in Class B that she blushed with a long reflex arc, and she lay down on the table all of a sudden, unwilling to raise her head no matter what.

Miki Kawashima had black lines all over her head, and finally pinched the girl's flaky face with her hands angrily, then got up and went back to her classroom.

......

Some people are happy and some are worried, Maisaka Yui is very happy because of Chiwa Kamihara's preference, or attention.

But Li Qinglan, who was interrupted from speaking, felt a little depressed.

She didn't seem to have lost her soul like the hopeless Maisaka Yui, but she was no different from losing her soul.

Quietly walked to her seat and sat down, Li Qinglan rested her chin with one hand, stared in the direction of the door with blank eyes, and sighed from time to time.

This strange scene naturally aroused the curiosity of Koyama Rinka.

"Qing Lan? What's wrong?"

"Well... nothing, a little sleepy."

"Just sleep for a while if you feel sleepy, but why do you always doze off at noon?"

Li Qinglan scratched her face, stretched her hands forward, and lay down on the table.

"In Huaxia, there is a lunch break for us to sleep."

"Wow~ It's a lie, can you guys still sleep at noon?"

"Ah."

"That's great, I'm so envious~"

Li Qinglan rolled her eyes and recovered a little.

"Come on, school ends at three o'clock here to participate in club activities. In China, there is no high school that ends at three o'clock. Usually it is until six or seven o'clock in the evening, and some students even study late at night."

"Eh? Why?"

"Hmm...that's hard to explain."

"So the Huaxia people are so smart? It's so hard..."

Koyama Rinka looked respectful, anyway, she couldn't imagine the feeling of studying until late at night.

Go back late at night, how to maintain the skin?

It's scary to think about it.

"Hoo... how about the green ball and butterfly cake? Are they delicious?"

"Did you say the dessert you gave me today is super delicious! It tastes just right, sweet and not too greasy. Did you make it yourself, Qinglan?"

Speaking of the dessert that Li Qinglan got today, Koyama Rinka became very interested.

She always likes desserts, but if they are too sweet, like the sweetness of red velvet cake, she can't accept it at all.

Today, the dessert that Li Qinglan brought was especially in line with her wishes.

"Well... I studied it for a long time on the weekend."

Li Qinglan nodded and smiled wryly.

A hard-boiled cook who has never had cooking experience wants to practice the taste of desserts that are as good as those sold outside in just two days. One can imagine how much she has paid.

Li Qinglan looked away from the direction of the door, lowered her brows and eyes, unable to arouse her interest.

"It's as good as it tastes, and I'll make it for you if I have time in the future."

He loves it too.. when I get back at night, I'll make some more.

But every time you have to prepare a lot, it's a bit hard.

"Great!"

Koyama Rinka smiled happily.

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The last class on Monday afternoon, which is the regular class meeting time.

Watanabe Kunimi walked into the classroom when the bell rang, and the noisy classroom gradually became quiet because of his appearance.

Although he looks very serious, most of the students in the class are not afraid of this big teacher.

As soon as he put the notebook on the podium with a sullen face, the excited voices of the students sounded from below.

"Watanabe-sensei, are you going to the school festival?"

Watanabe Kuni nodded, a rare smile appeared on his serious face.

He supported the podium with both hands, and his oppressive upper body leaned forward slightly.

"That's what happened, so you have to vote for the project that our class will participate in the school festival."

"Eh? Vote?"

"Yes, everyone writes a copy, and one of them is repeated. There is no limit to the content, but if it is too outrageous, it will definitely not pass the test."

Kunimi Watanabe nodded, folded his hands, and his eyes fell on Chiwa Kanbara.

The work of drawing lots will naturally fall on him, the squad leader.

Kanbara Chiwa also noticed the head teacher's eyes and nodded calmly.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to write down the events you want to hold, Kanbara. I'll collect them later and pick out the duplicates."

"I see."

Shen Yuan Chiwa nodded, and the moment he got up, he felt the eyes of all the boys in the class beseeching with excitement.

For a moment, this feeling of being on his back made him sweat profusely.

Seriously, he might really have to think about what the consequences would be if he didn't agree to this group of guys.

But rules are rules. Chiwa Kanbara walked to the podium, ignored those expectant eyes, and stood quietly in front of the podium for a while.

Then I went down to start collecting the notes.

The students in the front row were all okay, when he walked up to Uchiyama Qinghe, the other party grabbed his hand.

"Kanbara, please, leave more notes for everyone."

Kanbara Chiwa smiled wryly, and his eyes drifted to a girl sitting upright on the other side.

"Even if I come to check and draw lots, with that guy Kawashima's character, do you think she won't be suspicious?"

"Damn it!" Uchiyama Qinghe was about to collapse, after all what Chiwa Kanbara said was true.

"Dead serious" Miki Kawashima is not kidding. If there is a proposal similar to cosplay, with her character, she will definitely turn over the entire ballot box.

Unless you're really lucky, and you get it with a fraction of a chance, otherwise...

He took away the note in Neishan Qinghe's hand, stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, and let out a long sigh.

"Instead of asking me, you might as well pray to God."