And through the sticker

Temporary cramming.

——It’s the kind of person I’m talking about.

Some time ago, I was addicted to games, and before I knew it, I had completely forgotten that there was still a class that I hadn't tested.

After exchanging contact information with Mr. Amuro yesterday, I have been in a dreamlike joy.

Until the evening, I met Tsuyukari at the door of my house—my college classmate and upstairs neighbor, who seemed to know Nozaki very well.

When she saw me, she greeted me with a smile.

Then, we chatted casually for a few days.

During this period, I always had a happy smile on my face, as if I was floating in the clouds.

Do you want to send Mr. Amuro a message later...Maybe he will send me a message first...Is the card draw in that game some kind of prophecy system...I want to confess it...

Until Yukari asked me: "Mengzi, you look very happy. Have you reviewed the history of clothing development that you will take the exam the day after tomorrow?"

My consciousness gradually came back: "?"

She sighed enviously, "I've been busy catching up on comics in the past few days—I've been busy with some things, and I only read 60.00% of the review materials."

I fell from the cloud pia to the ground: "..."

Yukari rubbed the space between her eyebrows, and inadvertently gave me the final blow: "It is said that the failure rate of this course is very high."

I was killed: "..."

...I had completely forgotten about this class!

I no longer have time to worry about sending messages, playing games, or drawing cards. I quickly returned home and started to light up the night battle. Trembling, I flipped through the [-]-page history of clothing development, and never dared to look at the black hole of time—a glance at my phone .

I counted, and there are still 60 hours before the exam.

As long as I suffer hard on effort and bet on most of the points on luck—

It should still be possible to get these credits perfectly and win this year's scholarship again!

Speaking of which, when I picked up my phone that day, I wanted to check the exam time for the history of clothing development...

"..."

Finally downloaded that game!

Crush really affects learning!

So, early the next morning, I went straight to the school library, burying my head in the storm and inhaling knowledge.

——I only went to the vending machine to buy bread twice.

Fortunately, my usual study accumulation is not bad, and the review efficiency is quite high.

After concentrating all my attention on the book, I gradually forgot the passage of time.

When I noticed that there were fewer and fewer people around me, the sky outside the window was already dark.

The staff passed by my desk with a small trolley full of books, and reminded me softly: "Student, the library will be closed soon."

I glanced at the clock on the wall.

Ten p.m.

Before I knew it, it was already at this point.

I thanked the staff, packed my things quickly, and left the library.

Walking on the school path, I finally have time to look at my phone.

Playing mobile for the first time today!

With tears in my eyes, I took out the black hole of time that I had turned off in the morning, swiped the screen, and found a reminder of unread messages.

Who?Scam or Advertisement?

After being with the history of clothing development for a day, my spiritual consciousness was a little numb, and I just opened the news in a daze.

[Toru Amuro: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]]

The picture content is mouth watering... um, ice cream soda and onion fat cow?

Sent time is 02:30 PM.

"..."

It's Amuro-san who I forgot after exchanging contact information yesterday! !

I quickly replied.

【Mengzi: I'm sorry, Mr. Amuro! !I just saw the message! ! 】

[Mengzi: I'm a little busy today 55555 has been studying in the library, super tired _(:зゝ∠)_]

[Mengzi: But I saw the food photos sent by Mr. Amuro!The whole person came alive in one fell swoop!I want to eat! qwq]

Hmph, as long as I'm not chatting face-to-face with Mr. Amuro, I'm still the lively Yumeko Sasaki talking nonsense!

Just as I was about to put away my phone, a notification tone rang.

Mr. Amuro actually replied to me in seconds!

[Toru Amuro: It’s okay, keep studying and rest ^^]

[Toru Amuro: The food in the photo is a new item that I want to add to the menu recently. 】

I secretly sighed at Mr. Amuro's cooking skills.

Speaking of which, I have seen Touzi researching new products before.

My thinking gradually diverged, and the image of the little Q/Q person who was serious about cooking in my mind slowly overlapped with Toru Amuro in reality.

【Mengzi: Fanfan is hungry.jpg】

[Toru Amuro: There is still a lot of time to taste slowly in the future. 】

【Toru Amuro: Yumeko】

After a pause for a few seconds, the other party sent another message as if to supplement.

【Toru Amuro: Manager^^】

I:"……"

Hey!

Did he send it out before typing it out...

——I still want to call me Mengzi and add a word of store manager!

……

This conversation was like a dragonfly, gently staying for a moment in my heart that was suppressed by the long history of clothing development.

The dragonfly has flown away.

But there were layers of ripples on the surface of the water.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and there were quite a lot of people on the university campus.

But after leaving the school gate, the number of people on the road began to gradually decrease.

The house I rented was in a relatively secluded neighborhood, and there were not many passers-by on weekdays. This was the first time I was still walking on the street so late.

I grabbed my phone vigilantly and walked quickly through the streets, watching all directions and listening to all directions.

When I passed the street corner with small street lamps on, I inadvertently raised my eyes.

On the glass door of the long-closed clothing store, the scene behind me was reflected brightly.

About 50 meters away from me, there was a man in a black sweater.

The brim of his hat was pulled down so low that it almost covered his entire face.

"..."

I felt a little apprehensive, and I turned my footsteps when I wanted to continue walking home, turned a corner, and changed to the direction of the main road.

While speeding up my pace, I pretended to be taking a selfie and secretly observed the rear through the front camera.

The man still followed me not far or near, walking very lightly.

The path is long, and the bright road looms in the distance.

I gritted my teeth, continued to speed up my pace, and calmly started calling the police.

But because I was a little nervous, my palms were slightly sweaty, and I accidentally pressed a few keys by mistake.

Oops.

After clearing the number, my finger flicked across the screen again.

Just then, I heard some heavy breathing coming from behind me.

and the sound of rapid running.

In an instant, I made a subconscious vigilant reaction——

Just run away.

While shouting, I quickly dialed the alarm call:

"Help—it's on fire—help me—"

My distant cousin once told me that sometimes calling for fire might attract more passers-by than calling for help.

The man following me heard my shout and ran even faster.

His panting seemed to be getting closer to me.

I couldn't make a call. I distractedly glanced at the phone screen and found that there was no signal suddenly.

Moreover, it may be because this area is mostly small alleys, there are very few residents, and there has not been a passerby so far.

Carrying a heavy bag, I struggled to escape, my eyes were hot, and I felt an urge to cry.

what to do what to do what to do

boom.

It sounded like something was falling heavily on the ground.

from behind me.

I didn't dare to look back, afraid of some kind of trick, I just ran with all my strength.

"Meng Zi."

……Eh?

"It's all right, Mengzi."

...Is, is Mr. Amuro's voice?

In addition to Mr. Amuro's gentle voice, there was a man's painful moaning/groaning behind me.

I turn my head away.

Toru Amuro stood tall and straight on the dark path, rubbing his wrist lightly.

At his feet lay a man curled up with his stomach in his arms.

Black sweater and hat.

It was the man who followed me just now.

Toru Amuro gave me a reassuring look, took out his cell phone and made a call.

It seems to be asking someone to come here for a while.

Maybe call the police.

I stared blankly at the trembling man lying on the ground, not paying attention to what Toru Amuro said.

until his hand rested lightly on my shoulder.

"It's all right, don't be afraid, Mengzi."

He comforted me softly.

Although it doesn't match the current scene, I somehow thought of the way he coaxed Harrow yesterday.

Amuro-san is such a gentle person.

I turned my head to look at Toru Amuro, and just when I was about to say thank you, I caught a glimpse of the man on the ground fumbled and half straightened up, as if he wanted to take something out of his pocket.

Shiny and reflective.

is the knife.

Before I could scream out in shock, I saw Toru Amuro in front of me give him an elbow quickly and neatly.

While the man screamed again and fell to the ground, the knife appeared in Amuro Toru's hand.

After confirming that the man was unconscious, he straightened up and looked up at me: "You..."

I rushed up and hugged him.

My eyes were sour, and hot, moist tears ran across my face.

Emotions that had been suppressed for a long time erupted at this moment.

I heard myself sobbing:

"Thank you, Mr. Anshi, Mr. Anshi."

"I, I, I want to give you...a raise."

"Here, here... Enomoto-san, too."

For the sudden physical contact, Toru Amuro's body was a little stiff at first, and he subconsciously wanted to make some counterattack.

The sweet breath of the girl poured into his nose.

Reason caught up with Toru Amuro's conditioned reflex.

His tense nerves slowly relaxed.

Toru Amuro felt the warm touch from his shoulder and the suddenly amplified breathing sound in his ear, so he didn't continue what he just said.

After a long time, he also gently hugged the soft body in his arms, and patted the girl's back comfortingly.

"With me here, don't be afraid."

"Meng Zi."

After going to the police station to complete the record, it was already late at night.

Mr. Amuro went out on the way.

When he came back, he had a bottle of strawberry milk in his hand.

"You had too much emotional ups and downs just now." He handed me the milk, "Drink some milk, and you will go back to sleep later."

I took the milk and touched the side of the bottle.

It is warm.

Walking out of the police station, Toru Amuro offered to take me back.

I just cried a while ago, my eyes were red, and my voice was a bit vague: "Shall we walk back, or take a taxi?"

Toru Amuro smiled mysteriously: "I'll drive you back."

I took a sip of milk in a daze: "Huh? But didn't we come here in a police car?"

Then, I saw Toru Amuro pull out a car key from his pocket as if by magic.

He pressed it, and a car in the parking lot rang.

I:"?"

Me: "Why do you have a car parked near the police station?"

He hung the key on his index finger and turned it around twice, with a look of reluctance to say more: "Well, I just asked someone to drive it for me."

I bit my straw: "You are willing to come and help you drive at such a late hour, you must have a good relationship."

Amuro smiled slightly: "Indeed."

Walking near the car, I took a closer look.

A white Mazda RX-7.

I praised from the bottom of my heart: "Your car is so beautiful. I also—"

Toru Amuro joked with great interest: "Do you have one too? Manager?"

I honestly said, "—I'd like one too."

Toru Amuro helped me open the co-pilot's door in a gentlemanly way: "You will have some in the future."

After I got in the car, Toru Amuro started the car skillfully and drove smoothly on the street.

There were only two of us in the car.

Toru Amuro didn't drive the car stereo, and I could clearly hear his breathing coming from beside me.

Without outside interference, what happened tonight can't help but come to my mind.

I have already verbally abused that disgusting follower [-] times in my heart, so I don't want to think about it now.

Hope he's ok

I was thinking of hugs, Yumeko, Mr. Amuro fighting so hard...

Thinking of this, my cheeks felt a little hot.

Afraid that the people around me would find out about my abnormality, I could only keep looking for something to say.

Me: "Mr. Amuro drives very steadily! I usually suffer from motion sickness, but I don't get sick at all in Mr. Amuro's car."

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's rare that people praise me that much."

Again fell into silence.

I rolled my eyes: "Why did Mr. Amuro appear there tonight?"

Toru Amuro turned the steering wheel, stared at the road conditions without squinting, and said vaguely: "I happen to be dealing with some things nearby."

I looked at his different black clothes from the past, and boldly guessed: "Is it something related to detective work?"

Toru Amuro: "Well...you can put it that way."

Mr. Amuro, who was standing upright in the night just now, seemed to be a different person.

The face is the same, the body is the same, but the temperament exuded from the inside out is very different.

His eyes were sharp and his fists were fierce.

In the moonlight, he exuded a cool and mysterious aura all over his body.

Me: "But there are no other intersections around. Which direction did you come from?"

Amuro said with a straight face: "Over the wall."

I:"?"

what?

I continued to ask incongruously: "You are really good at fighting tonight, have you learned it? Or is it that part-time cooks and waiters have strong hands?"

It happened to be a red light, and the car stopped slowly at the intersection.

As if he didn't want to be asked this question again, Toru Amuro turned his head and looked at me.

He smiled lightly, and changed the subject calmly: "Does what you just said count?"

A pair of purple-gray eyes looked extraordinarily deep and moving at night.

Suddenly being looked at so affectionately (?) by such a pair of charming eyes, I was caught off guard and a little nervous, feeling like I was going to be intoxicated in this brilliant purple-gray galaxy.

"What, what did you say?"

I swallow furtively, forgetting to delve further into the question of why Toru Amuro is there tonight and the fight looks so good.

Damn, beauty trap!

...But I am a sucker for beauty tricks, and I eat a lot^p^

"Well, that's what you said when you took the initiative to hug me."

Amuro blinked, his eyes filled with a sly smile.

I:"……"

"You don't know what to say, do you?"

"Meng Zi."

I thought it was like in the text message again, the other party would add a "store manager" slowly.

But after waiting for a long time, Toru Amuro didn't say a single word.

I:"……"

For a while, there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the car.

Toru Amuro seemed very satisfied with the effect of his words, and repeated again:

"Mengzi?"

Help, help!

He is teasing me!right!