[Black Basket] It must be my way of cosplaying is wrong

Chapter 15

"Okay, let's go to school. Speaking of which, I skipped half a day of class." Keiko Kamijou and Akatsuki Zichuan finished their meal, looked at their mobile phones and planned to take the tram back to school, "We will probably be able to catch the second period class."

"Maybe." Zi Chuanxiao shrugged. At this time, he felt more energetic, "Mine is Guowen."

"Ah, that's great. I'm a math student. It's so annoying... so difficult."

"It's okay, if Keiko learns with peace of mind, she will learn well. If it weren't for you always drawing in class, why would you be like this?"

"Hey, how do you know!"

"Keiko's book and draft paper are full of drawings. How can there be any drafts and notes? Isn't this something that can be seen at a glance?"

"...That's right, Akatsuki is so smart."

"It's obviously very simple, Keiko is too stupid."

"Ah, what a guy you are!"

The two got on the tram, the scenery outside quickly passed by, and afterimages were reflected on the window glass.

"Akatsuki, take good care of yourself from now on."

"Yes, yes, I know Miss Keiko."

"You deserve to be so courteous. Let's talk about it after you can do it."

"Eh... well."

"So you really don't plan to try it out, right? I'm saying this in such a tone!"

"No, it's just a little unaccustomed."

"After all, no one in the family will let me pay attention to this kind of thing."

"Is that so, it seems a bit miserable to say it? But it doesn't matter. In the future, let me take care of Akatsuki?" Keiko said with a bit of heartache, full of vitality, "In this case, there is no need to worry about Akatsuki."

"Ha, well, Keiko has worked so hard." Zi Chuanxiao was a little helpless, but he still reluctantly agreed, "Thank you very much."

"Hey, what's there to be thankful for?"

"Because it's the first time someone said, 'Let me take care of you', and I was very touched."

"That's it, it's nothing." Keiko lowered her head shyly, "It's not a big deal in the first place."

I like Xiao, I like it very much.

So, even so, even if there is no love in return.

I'm also very happy.

Very happy very happy.

It's great to know Mr. Zichuan.

Great.

"Xiao, what kind of person do you want to be in the future?" Keiko asked abruptly as she sat on the tram seat and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"I don't know. In fact, I haven't even planned for this kind of thing." Zi Chuanxiao was a little surprised, and reacted abruptly when he heard the person's words.

If you can't go back, do you really have to muddle along like this?

It seems that I never thought about what the future would be like if this were the case.

If you really live in such obscurity and no achievements.

That was really, really bad.

"What do Keiko want to do in the future?"

"Eh? Me, I want to be a senior pastry chef! Speaking of which, this time, Akatsuki couldn't taste my cakes because you had a fever. Next time, I will definitely make better ones for you."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

"I believe Keiko will become a very good pastry chef in the future."

"What? You obviously haven't tasted the cake I made."

"Intuitively, I think a girl as powerful as Keiko will be very successful in the future."

"Well sure!"

"So, what does Xiao want to do in the future? Have you really never planned?" Keiko turned to look at Zi Chuanxiao who was sitting side by side, "Xiao likes to draw very much."

"Well, I like it very much." Zi Chuanxiao replied, and then opened the schoolbag and took out a pen and paper from it, "I can draw for you now."

"Hey, what are you drawing?" Keiko was curious.

"Wait, don't move." Zi Chuanxiao smiled at the person, looked carefully, and then began to draw on the notebook.

Kamijou Keiko didn't bother him, just sat there and looked over occasionally.

The painting will be finished soon.

"Give it to you." Zi Chuanxiao untied the drawing from the sketchbook and handed it to Keiko, "Well, is it a thank you gift?"

"Hey, that's great!" Keiko Kamijou looked at the painting in her hand.

It was herself, looking at the scenery outside the car window with her face sideways and her head propped up, as if bored.

"It's amazing." Keiko Kamijou carefully put the painting in the big book and put it back in the bag, "It's amazing, Akatsuki."

"After Xiao, do you want to be an illustrator?"

"Maybe, maybe, that's great too." Zi Chuanxiao stared at the pen in his hand, "Maybe it's a good job."

"Since you have found your target, let's work hard." Keiko Kamijou said, "Akatsuki will be a very good illustrator."

"I will work hard."

The two got off the bus at the stop, and they were not in a hurry, just wandering towards the school in such a slow manner.

This kind of life is pretty good, Zi Chuanxiao followed Keiko Kamijo to sell holidays, thinking so.

If you really can't go back, just like Keiko said, you can become an illustrator.

Then live peacefully in this world.

It's just... I'm a little sorry for my parents.

...I miss you so much.

FORM Zi Chuanxiao

If I stay here, I'll be an illustrator

if i go back...

TO【garbled characters】

The author has something to say: I have finished writing

By the way, the next few chapters

you must remember

The author who showed me the last chapter has something to say

you must look

The author has something to say

be sure……

Otherwise, I won’t make you cry anyhow [squatting]