[Comprehensive] Please accept my continuous affection

"Let me take a look. Who are the professional hero firms that have sent me invitations?"

It's still cafeteria time.

I sat alone in a corner, holding the list of professional hero firms that sent me internship invitations after this sports festival, and browsed from top to bottom while eating.

"So there are so many professional hero firms in Japan?" I straightened the rolled-up list, "Looking at it roughly, there are at least fifty or sixty, right?"

I really had a headache, and looked at the list in despair: "So which one should I choose? Is there a shortage of handy girls in the nearest hero office? Although I know that sports festival No. 1 is very popular, I didn't expect there to be one." Is it so popular?"

It's a pity that my irritability was not understood by the two worrying spirit bearers next to me.

Kusuo was floating in mid-air, staring intently at the screen in the cafeteria hall on the first floor.

Some time ago, the TVs in the cafeteria were basically turned off. Even if they were turned on, they were broadcasting news about professional heroes and other boring things.

Kusuo probably got too bored studying with me. When I was in class, he slipped into the cafeteria, activated his skill of cutting TV channels by hand, adjusted the TV to the channel he wanted to watch, and then stayed here all day.

For this reason, there was also a strange talk about the inexplicable switching of the canteen TV in our school, but I guess Kusuo didn't take these things to heart.

What makes me even more speechless is that she has fallen into a strange state since she was sent home by Senpai yesterday and hit by Mitsuri.

For example, now, regardless of the important event that I am choosing a social internship, she has been lying next to me and trying to brainwash me.

"I think Mr. Hong is really attracted to you, A Mian." She said earnestly, "It was obvious last night, wasn't it?"

Calm down and think about it, Mitsuri seems to unconsciously put a filter on the relationship between people.It seems that she has been cheering for me a long time ago, always thinking that it is possible to bombard my senior and me.

...Hey, why do I have such pessimistic thoughts now? Am I sure that I and Hong-senpai have no future?

"I think you're thinking too much." I still focused on the list of firms, "If you watch a few more episodes of romantic dramas like Kusuo, you'll know that it's not as if a man likes a woman. That's what the senior did to me."

"But isn't the kind last night similar to a confession?!" Mitsuri suddenly became stubborn.

……

I pursed my lips, put down my pen, and was just about to wash Mitsuri's mind about her love once again, when I saw a familiar figure jump up to my desk and sit down opposite me.

"Good afternoon, what are you up to at noon today?" Classmate Mao You grinned at me, and stretched his neck to look at me excitedly, "Is today's private that I can't see?"

"...is the invitation list for the Professional Heroes Agency." I handed over the paper in my hand, "Have you decided yet?"

Classmate Maoyou reached out to take the paper: "Me? I'm not sure yet...Wow, is this the popularity of Sports Festival No. 1?"

"Aren't you the top four?" I raised my eyelids to look at him, then lowered my head and concentrated on eating, "Normally speaking, it won't be much less."

"I heard that last year, because of the emergence of villains and the faction of the enemy alliance, a lot of professional heroes have been lost." Maoyou sighed, "The ones who died were killed, those who were injured and retired, that's why our group of heroes is urgently needed The reservists are growing up quickly."

"That's why there are so many invitations..." I sighed vaguely while chewing.

Mitsuri was still chattering and trying to correct my thoughts, she kept saying over and over again: "Mr. Tomo-senpai absolutely absolutely loves you, Mian, just trust me this time."

Kusuo was probably annoyed by her way of speaking like a repeater, and finally he was willing to cast a look in this direction.

"...Take care of her, she's going to cry." Kusuo said.

Heh, superficial man, now you know how to be sympathetic to women?

"What the hell. I just think what she said makes sense." Kusuo reached out his hand expressionlessly to pause the TV screen, floated across from me, and sat down in front of Nekomata-san, "You and that ice cream are indeed much better now Well, compared to the beginning?"

Ice, ice cream...?

"It's the two-color one." Kusuo said with a straight face.

...Did you mean Mr. Hong?

Kusuo's nickname for Toro-senpai really changes every day?Is this inexplicable love?

"Speaking of which, isn't now a good opportunity?" Kusuo raised his chin to Neko Mata-san, who was staring at the still TV screen, "Isn't there a ready-made man of similar age? If you If you want to know the idea of ​​that elusive two-color ice cream, just ask him."

Kusuo stiffened his face again: "By the way, shut up this squeaking gradient hair."

Fortunately, he communicated with me privately, otherwise Mitsuri would have been wailing in the cafeteria.

I glanced at the Maoyou classmate next to me, and thought that he was probably focused on studying and exercising, and he didn't eat the fireworks of the world.

...Ah, but it suddenly occurred to me that he seems to be quite gossipy, maybe he would be interested in this kind of topic?

"..." I stretched out my hand and waved it in front of Maomata, "Look?"

"Hiss, you see the TV screen is still... Hey, why did it start to move again?!" Classmate Maoyou pointed at the TV screen and made a fuss.

I looked at Kusuo who had resurfaced in mid-air and started watching TV, and changed the subject with a sigh: "The signal is bad, right? Occasionally there is a possibility of stuttering."

"What's wrong with the signal? Haven't you paid attention to the strange stories of our school during this time?!" Classmate Maoyou lay on the table and approached mysteriously to create an atmosphere, "I heard that the TV in our school cafeteria The phone will often turn on, switch channels, and pause the screen for no reason... Isn't it weird?! Have you heard of it?"

"..." I looked at him blankly, "I've heard what you said now."

"It's clearly something." He looked a little excited, "Shouldn't high school life have such an experience of going out to catch ghosts at night?"

I looked at him: "...?"

"Ahem." Classmate Mao You poked me, "Why do you go home every day, choose a day to live in the dormitory, and sneak out at night to explore."

...Is this person a primary school student?

At what age do you want to form a team to explore in the middle of the night?

I looked at Maoyou who was excited and looking forward to seeing me, paused, and raised an explosive topic that was enough to divert his attention: "By the way, Maoyou, do you have a girl you like?"

"..." Maoyou froze almost visibly to the naked eye. He maintained the posture of lying on the table and staring at me with wide eyes, as if he had become a sculpture.

I blinked and looked at him innocently.

Is my question too straightforward?

"W-why did you ask this suddenly...?" Classmate Mao You slowly sat back in his seat and cleared his throat, "Why are you so gossip!"

I raised my eyebrows: "Is this gossip? I'm just asking."

"...what can I ask..." Maomata lowered her head and murmured.

I watched his moving cat ears, and heard Mitsuri next to him finally change the subject.

Mitsuri tried to push my arm, and said to me: "Quickly ask him what it means for a boy to like a girl?! See if it's the same as Mr. Toro-senpai's expression!"

These two ideas of possessing spirits are magically consistent.

Although Mitsuri may have been a little inspired after hearing me ask Neko Mata-san...

"I just want to know how a boy will behave if he has a girl he likes." I lowered my head again and started to sort out the list of firms, "Just curious."

Classmate Mao You relaxed again. He slumped his shoulders, put one hand on the table, squinted his eyes and asked me: "Why are you curious about this again? Is it a broadcast material?"

"No, it's just my personal interest." I replied absently.

"... Cough." Classmate Mao You stretched out his hand and scratched his ear, "As a friend, it doesn't matter if you help me answer these questions."

He murmured to comfort himself and added: "Anyway, I'm your best friend of the opposite sex, right?"

"Well, almost." I nodded.

But do cats have a gender?

I glanced at Maomata-san, and felt that he probably consciously couldn't compete for Kasuga-san's position in my heart, so he purposely classified him into a gender category.

Classmate Mao You looked cheered up, he coughed softly, trying to attract my attention.

"What do you want to know? Do boys like girls' behavior?" Maoyou touched his chin and said hesitantly, "The most obvious thing is that they will unconsciously walk around in front of each other."

"Is it so innocent?"

Unexpectedly conservative answer, I feel like I might as well look at the list of firms.

I raised my eyebrows at Mitsuri, and expressed to her with my eyes: "Look, this is the truth, give up."

Mitsuri frowned: "Ask more!"

Before I could speak, classmate Mao You added: "... just, I will say some inexplicable words, as long as I can talk, I will be very happy..."

"...?" I looked at him, "Why is your voice getting smaller and smaller?"

"Why, isn't this in the cafeteria? What's wrong with me keeping my voice down?!"

"...Then why are you retorting so loudly all of a sudden?"

"..."

Classmate Maoyou didn't know that she was pissed off by my words, and after glaring at me, she turned her back to watch TV and ignored me.

I shrugged and continued to look down at my office.

Probably seeing that I didn't respond, Maoyou turned around and faced me again: "Why are you suddenly interested in this?"

"I said it was just a random question." I replied perfunctorily without raising my head.

He paused, and then asked again: "Don't you like to bombard the senior? Suddenly there is someone else who cares?"

"Who knows?"

"who is it?"

"..."

I stared at him for a long time, and the tips of his ears were shaking uncomfortably.

"Actually, it's more than that." Classmate Mao You said, "In short, I just care about the other party... I don't know how to express it... I really want to know what she is thinking and what she wants to do. In short, I just want to be together, even if Not as a couple..."

"But wouldn't it be inconvenient if you're not a couple?" I thought for a while and said, "If you don't say it, the relationship might not go any further."

"Yes, you are an aggressive person." Classmate Mao You smiled, as if he said helplessly, "I am not the same type of person as you."

"Is that so?"

I lowered my head again.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Boys need to be more reserved to be popular."

And Senpai Hon didn't mean to waver in front of me at all.

Although the frequency of meeting has increased a little recently, it's all because of the promise to go home together.

It's also natural to meet by chance.

Sure enough, Mitsuri was thinking too much.

The author has something to say: it has been too difficult recently.

lay it.

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