Ordinary daily love with knotweed

After choosing the program, the next step is to rehearse the plot, because everyone has club activities, and there is not much time available, so I have to cooperate with their time.

Once again I hate why I fell asleep while voting, so that now I am completely stuck, and I am completely driven to the shelves.

Drama is not fun at all. There are fixed forms, fixed lines, and fixed positions. There are only a few things that come and go to practice every day. I was originally a person who was enthusiastic for 3 minutes. From a happy comedian to a gloomy wooden man.

Talk to people every day, start with "ah", start the conversation with "um", and end with "oh".

I returned home with a social animal face. Yes, I also became the kind of adult who has no eyes and no highlights. Who would have thought that I would feel the sadness of a social animal in advance as a young girl.

I took out a can of strawberry milk from the refrigerator. At this time, only food can comfort me. Classmate xx is a handicraft mother. She volunteered to provide me with a princess dress. Intake of sweets.

I:"……"

Do ordinary people really gain a few pounds by eating sweets for a few days?I was deeply puzzled, and to be reasonable, no matter how much I can eat, I won't gain a lot of weight in just one week.

I took a sip of milk, slumped on the sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling, motionless, the air was silent, and it took a long time to hear the slight swallowing sound.

After drinking a bag of milk, I also recovered a bit of energy. I slowly got up from the sofa and went back to my room. I was about to take a shower and go to bed. After changing my clothes, I involuntarily opened my phone and started surfing the Internet.

The window rang, I looked up, oh, Yuren is here, I kept a sad face and went to open the window, nodded sadly, turned around sadly and continued to lie on the bed and play games.

Youren was still carrying a bag of snacks, and his eyes were attracted by the clothes I piled on the chair: "Are these clothes going to be put on display?"

I sat up from the bed, a question mark popped up in my head, what was he saying: "?"

"These clothes." Yuren pointed to my chair, on which there were one, two, three, four, five or six pieces of clothes, which were worn last Wednesday, last Thursday and until today.

"I have to wear it." I was serious, and this time it was Youren's turn with a question mark on his face.

"You can't put it in the closet if you wear it once, but I can't put it in the washing machine if I wear it once, so I put it there first." I explained.

Hisen nodded suddenly, and then asked naturally: "Then have you worn it?"

"...No." I turned my face away, pretending to be looking at my phone.

Hisen seemed to sigh, with a look that I knew a long time ago, he walked towards my dirty clothes, I jumped over vigilantly, and stood in front of my clothes: "What do you want to do?"

"Put your clothes in the laundry bucket for you." He was so upright that I was in a daze for a moment, thinking that I was making a fuss... no wonder!

"No! I want to wear it." I insisted.

"Then are you wearing it?"

Have I heard this sentence before? I feel that if we continue to be so stalemate, we will argue about this issue for a day. I wisely changed the subject: "What are you doing here?"

"I want to come to see you." He looked at me with a smile in his eyes and a big grin on his mouth, not hiding his feelings.

That's super frank, Yuren.

"Then come and kiss me." Isn't that always the case on TV?Generally speaking this kind of words is the prologue of kissing.

I opened my arms and waited for Yuren to hug me, Yuren looked down at me, his eyes changed a little, but before I could analyze clearly, he quickly changed back to his normal look.

I tilted my head in doubt, thinking that I must have misread just now, and continued to open my hands, urging with my eyes, Youren seemed to sigh lightly, stepped forward to hug me, and said indignantly: "I really don't know what to say to you good……"

I looked up and waited for the kiss, living up to expectations, Hisen kissed my brow bone, from the brow bone to the eyes, then moved down slowly, kissed the lips lightly, then moved away restrainedly.

He put his chin on my head: "Okay, I'll give you all the kisses, don't act like a baby."

"I didn't act like a baby." I retorted solemnly.

"I know, you just want a hug, right?"

I pinched Youren's ear: "According to your logic, then you were acting like a baby just now when you said you wanted me."

"...I didn't?" Yuren replied uncertainly.

"Hmph, look, you're not sure yourself." As if I had caught his handle, I immediately felt complacent, and tugged at Yourin's ear, "Bow your head."

"No." Unexpectedly, Youren refused, and he said solemnly, "I'm still growing, so I can't live too much excitement."

"?" What does this have to do with growing your body?

"Anyway, no."

Boys are always more likely to think more, Knotaba Yuhito turned his head away and muttered to himself, why can't he calm down, it's annoying.

...It was quiet for a while, because the drama has invaded my life recently, I can't think of fun games and good-looking TV now, so I proposed an invitation to Youruhito: "Let's rehearse the script, I You are the princess, you are the prince."

script? !There are also princesses and princes. It sounds very interesting. Hisen thinks of his wish that has not been fulfilled all this time. Maybe today he can get his wish!

"I also want to play the princess." Youren raised his hand, like a kindergarten kid, with an expression ready to move, a high school professional must have this kind of courage to dress up as a woman!

He hasn't worn women's clothing yet, but last time he saw Gojo-sensei and Gomaki-senpai stealing the clothes of Wild Rose and Maki-senpai.

The scene at that time was extremely bloody, and Hiroto Hirohito couldn't bear to think about it again. In short, Senior Goumaki was hammered half to death, and he even wrote the blood book.

I:"……"

"No! You won't be performing at that time, we are rehearsals! Rehearsals, you know?! You have to fully fit the plot, you can't act on the spot, you have to rely on yourself."

"Let's try it first, maybe you can find your own loopholes in my performance." Yuren persevered in trying to convince me, seeing him working so hard, I couldn't bear it, thinking that he had practiced it many times , this time...it doesn't matter if I play the prince instead, I'm familiar with the script anyway.

I managed to convince myself and agreed to Youren's proposal: "That's fine."

"Okay." Youren cheered happily, his eyes lit up, looking forward to it, "Then do you have a dress that I can wear?"

I:"???"

Does cosplay need to be this serious?

Youruhito told me with practical actions that it is necessary.

So, under Hisahito's doggy eye attack, I had to compromise again, and found out my loosest pajamas, which had a cartoon tiger printed on it, Hisahito didn't dislike it at all, took it happily, and went to the bathroom happily change clothes.

I waited nervously outside the door, pacing back and forth, feeling anxious like a man waiting for his wife to give birth.

Can Yuren wear it in?Will he break my pajamas?

I looked around carefully, tiptoed and sneaked on the bathroom door, trying to hear a little sound, but... no, nothing.

Afraid of being discovered by Youren, I stood on tiptoe and quietly retreated. As soon as I stood up, Youren opened the door: "Does it look good?"

He turned around very excitedly, and my eyes drifted away. This... I can't say whether it looks good or not, I can only say that he has put on his clothes.

I covered my face, where did Yuren get the confidence to think that with his figure, he could easily fit into my skirt?

I think I have heard the wailing of the silk thread, and Youren is still smug, standing in front of the full-length mirror and taking pictures, shaking the skirt from side to side: "I think it would be better if the skirt had a little more. It feels fluffy, so it looks good."

"Am I good-looking?" Yuren looked at me expectantly, and I felt suffocated for a while, Yuren...he really can't be called ugly, but, but, a boy with a very masculine vibe is wearing women's clothes, and he is completely unmodified , so no matter what, no one else can praise her.

"It looks good." I spoke out of conscience, while covering my stomach, let's take it as my conscience for now, because my stomach is also aching now.

"Then let's start rehearsing."

I nodded, put these emotions behind me, and seriously confronted Youruhito with my lines.

The first sentence is Youruhito's lines. Princess Yourhito drew out her long sword and pointed at the Great Demon King: "Today, you will surely die by my sword. Tremble, Demon King!"

The non-existent demon king flew up and down, Yuren nodded: "You say I'm stupid, don't you know that what I, the frog princess, is best at is killing pests?!"

My heart welled up with a deep desire to complain, what's the matter with eliminating pests, don't change the script so that its mother doesn't know it!He actually changed the play without authorization, and was given a salary deduction warning for the first time!

Facing such a huge threat, Youruto remained unmoved, showing his indomitable spirit of not being captured by wealth, and unswervingly followed his own script. He was even afraid that I would not understand, so he played two roles. Horns, playing the role of the devil and the princess respectively.

Youren (devil king): "Oh haha! Ugly frog, I am the immortal mosquito demon king. As long as animals exist, I exist! Wherever blood goes, I will go there."

After finishing speaking, Youruto looked at me and put on a rather handsome pose, thinking that with such a handsome self, Aya would definitely look at him with bright eyes.

Then he saw...

I opened a pair of dead fish eyes, not only did I not admire, but I even had disgust, ugly is ugly, what is ugly!is it necessary? !Let me ask you, is it necessary? !

Not getting the reaction he imagined, Hisuhito may think that he didn't work hard enough in acting, so he will write the script more carefully.

From the beginning, I sat on the ground bored, and then I couldn't stop, applauding desperately, offering my applause and praise to the knotweed players.

With an audience, and still such a supportive audience, Hisohito became interested, the script became more and more outrageous, and various settings came out. Although it was ridiculous when I thought about it, I didn't feel it at all when I watched it.

After some twists and turns, Youren finally came to me and knelt down on one knee: "

Princess, I'm late. "

I reminded in a low voice: "I am a prince, a prince."

Youren nodded, got up, walked back, walked back again, knelt down on one knee: "Prince, I'm late."

This time it was right, I covered my mouth exaggeratedly: "My God, are you a princess?"

Princess Youren nodded, with doubts in her eyes, the roles were assigned just now.

I don't care about these things, Youren has made the plot so dark that it's not worse than me.

"Oh, but my princess has extremely soft pink hair, wheat-colored skin full of vitality, and black eyes shining like stars in the sky. Every time I see him smile, I feel very happy." I covered my face and looked at Princess Youren disappointedly, "You are just a frog, not my princess, you go, I will wait for my princess to rescue me."

Since I said the first sentence, Youruto's blush hasn't gone away, ah, Hisuto's eyes are popping out, he looks very intoxicated, I can't bear to look directly at the silly smile on his face at the end.

He held my hand and said anxiously: "It's me, I'm your princess, can't you really recognize me?"

"You are just an ugly frog, I will not mistake my princess." I said firmly, and a short sentence caused a critical blow to Youruhito.

No. Will. Admit. Wrong. My Princess!

You have admitted your mistake now!I am your princess!Damn it.

Hisen was severely injured, his face turned gray, his body gradually stiffened into a stone, and then slowly turned into a paper figure, lying on the ground and rolling around: "Obviously, obviously I came first!"

The atmosphere suddenly became white.

"Whether it's rehearsal or playing games with you, I'm the one who came first! I'm the princess! The wicked prince can't even recognize me!"

"I don't care, I came first, I am the princess!"

Youroto kicked his limbs wildly, his lines trembling.

I:"……"

Watching Youren hold up a scene by himself, to be honest, I think he has lost his talent by becoming a magician. He has really lost his talent. His should be a comedian, and he will definitely be popular.

And aren't we playing an RPG?

I moved over and poked Youren's face, he snorted coldly, turned his head away with backbone, and refused to let me poke.

With a firm attitude, I broke off Youren's head, and Youren groaned: "What are you doing? I'm not your princess, I'm just an ugly frog."

I:"……"

This setting is what you said just now, Yuren (the devil) said that Yuren (princess) is an ugly frog.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and quickly smacked Youruhito's face. The warm touch disappeared in a flash, and then I covered my mouth in an extremely exaggerated manner, surprised: "I didn't expect the legend to be true. ! You really turned back! It's amazing!"

"What legend?" There are too many settings added, and Knotabagi Yuhito, who was originally set, has been completely forgotten.

I ignored Youruhito's words, which had obviously forgotten the setting, and continued with my performance: "Oh my God, what kind of cruel witch has the heart to cast such a vicious curse on such a cute and kind little princess like you!"

The small light bulb on Hisuhito's head lit up, he remembered, it was the kiss of true love, he released the frog form, the prince recognized him!

Hisen looked at me very moved, with some tears in his eyes: "I didn't expect that you would really like to kiss a frog, thank you, prince, thank you very much."

I looked at Youren with loving and mentally retarded eyes, and at the same time stretched out my hand to grab a handful of the tiger's head, and Youren cooperatively sent the head to my hand.

"Don't say that, princess, after all..." I stabbed the knife into the princess's heart, and at the same time continued what I just said, "I wasn't sure you were the princess just now."

Princess Youroto covered her heart in shock, pointed at me tremblingly, and gradually lost her breath.

Under the moonlight, I looked at the fallen princess, tears gradually poured out, and wept bitterly on the princess' "corpse": "Wuuuuu, princess, I like you so much, but there are six princes in my country. I'm just one of the inconspicuous ones, and the order of succession is still very low.

But you are different, you are the only princess in your country, just kill you, and then make a look of deep love, the princess who died because of saving me, the prince who was depressed because of the dead princess.

This is love, irresistible love!For this great love, your parents will definitely hand over the country to me. "

"For my country, princess, you can die in peace."

Princess Youroto (the corpse) trembled with anger, and seemed to want to cheat the corpse on the spot. I hurriedly finished the final epilogue and announced at the same time: "The game is over!"

Youren immediately got up: "You are cheating!"

"You tampered with the script first!" I retorted confidently.

"...I just changed it a little bit." Youren felt guilty, and gestured with his fingers, indicating that it was really only a little bit.

I sneered, and unceremoniously exposed his lies: "There is only a little change."

Hisohito's eyes wandered, looking up and down, he really only changed a few million points, didn't he still retain the identity settings of the Frog Princess and the Mosquito Demon King, and didn't change too much.

"Why are you always like this?!" Can't tell me, Yuren began to turn over old scores, "Every time you are like this, let me be a substitute last time, but this time you don't even plan to let me be a substitute, which is also true Too much!"

I:"???"

Where does this accusation come from?

Youren: "Look! You can't even remember, you don't care about me at all, and you don't love me at all! Hey, hey."

"I didn't." I said helplessly.

"Now you are so perfunctory even perfunctory me, hey, you just don't love me!"

Is there really something wrong?I thought about it in a daze, and then turned on the coaxing girlfriend... no, coaxing boyfriend mode, it is too difficult for me.

I am really puzzled why my routines are not as good as yourren's. No matter from which point of view, I should have more experience in RPG.

But every time I win, I have to fall into a kind of moral (?) disadvantage, winning as if I didn't win.

Am I not doing enough?

I looked at Youren who was so good at playing around, and decided to try next time, I want to follow Youren's path, so that he has nowhere to go!

Hmph, just wait for the call, the former Huakaiyuanling is also dead, and now I am Niu Hulu Lingya!

……

Skip the boring few days, and it's time for the campus festival.

"Where's my clothes?!! Has anyone seen my clothes?!" xx screamed. I sat stiffly on the chair and expressed my helplessness for what happened to her. After all, my frog suit was ugly and hot. It's not easy to do movements, so as not to sweat the makeup.

The background was chaotic, I sat quietly and froze in place, quietly playing with my phone.

Because the content of the play is too rich, there are many actors needed, and almost everyone in the class is assigned a role. Yuki also played a guest role as a Mizusawa banshee, who made a special trip to act as a guide for us to get lost.

So I only have one chat partner now, and I decided to be you-come out, Knotabagi Yujin!

"Yaya": Are you here?come yet?

"Youren": Here we are, I bought something for you, and I even brought a camera.

I looked down at the frog suit, and my face immediately turned pale. Such an ugly photo must not be left behind!

"Yaya": No!Don't shoot!

Hirohito Kojo, who had already figured out the school facilities after only two visits, went straight to Ayaya's new class.

"Yuren": But my father has already asked me, we have already said, if you want to send him a photo, the tiger cub smiles silly.jpg

I split, when did this happen?

"Yaya": Dad?Which dad?What dad?You don't mean my father—Mr. Huakaiyuanmuhe, right?

In my last hope, I type tremblingly.

"Yuren": You are so smart, the tiger cub pushes the sunglasses.jpg

Praise the puppy's tone, forget it, this matter is not important now, the important thing is...

"Yaya": That's my father!And when did you get in touch, why don't I know!

"Youren": It just happened so naturally, we've been chatting for a long time, doesn't Aya know?Tiger Cub Scratching His Head.jpg

Where did I know, no one told me!

I slumped on the chair in despair, it was over, the ugliest photo in my life was about to be widely spread, and I would be greeted with a wave of fierce ridicule, to emphasize the point-the only one who laughed at me must be my father.

After all, he is a ruthless person who pastes all the photos of me from childhood to adulthood on the wall. He popularizes how cute his daughter is to each of his friends. He will take out the photos while talking, and then a bunch of childhood embarrassments All of them were shaken out. If I hadn’t torn up all the photos and put them in the photo album when there was no one at home, now everyone who visits my house will see the trajectory of my life and visit my house politely. black history.

Among them are the photos of me being buried in the sand by him, unable to get out of life and death, the photos of me being lifted up by my feet, screaming in fright, but my father laughing happily, and the photos of him deliberately taking me to tease the little one. Crabs, but caused my fingers to be pinched, so that I don't dare to catch crabs now... Forget it, let's not talk about it, I will cry if I talk about these things.

I don't doubt my dad's love, but sometimes, his love is really heavy, and I don't think I can bear it.

Now, Dad has one more accomplice.

Will my children be able to see my black history in the future? !