(First update~)

In theory, a bookstore is a quiet place, like a reduced version of a library. Although it is no longer a serious place in the library, people subconsciously close their mouths after entering such a place full of books.

Because everyone can realize that they are indeed a very sacred place. Even those who were originally a little noisy would probably realize what they had done in the eyes of the people, and then shut their mouths honestly and began to quietly look for the things they wanted in the store.

So, the scream of the class representative was as good as the aviation alarm during the war, which shocked everyone.

"Get out and make trouble! This is a bookstore! It is not a place for you to fall in love!"

I was pushed out of the bookstore one by one, and the clerk who looked like he was pushing his glasses and closed the door with a bang.

I could vaguely hear the clerk whispering words such as "I didn't study well at a young age" and "I actually played in a secret room in the bookstore," and "I don't even have a girlfriend yet." These words filled with blood and tears are simply heartbreaking, and this made me deeply feel how cruel things I had done.

But in fact, it was not that complicated. It was because after the class representative screamed that the frightened clerk ran over and saw the two of us standing together and talking, he roared and drove us out with a broom.

In other words, I was actually wronged.

If you flirt with each other, you know that they are not named? I just call her a class representative. I don’t know what she is. But if you think about it carefully, this statement feels super cool? I am like a scumbag, right? Is it a type of scumbag? Is it a member of the scumbag who plays the song of the other side? This way, I am a member of the scumbag who plays the song of the other side.

If possible, I want to be such a person, at least there are girls who like it, right? Compared to the ones that don’t have and those that don’t have, it’s better to get it first and then lose it than to never get it?

"That clerk is really, who is flirting with love? It's so troublesome, it's all dust... Change the place. There."

The class representative standing at the door looked troubled and reached out to pat the dust on his body. Then he glared at me with some dissatisfaction. He seemed to be searching for something to go, looking around. Then he soon saw a small convenience store, said to me, and walked over with great fanfare.

She didn't seem to have thought that I didn't want to go through this... Then again, my personality collapsed completely, right? Wasn't I a literary girl who timidly followed the trend when she was in school? Why did she become this personality as soon as she came out?

Perhaps this is also a cute one? After all, it is quite normal for such characters to appear in comics or novels?

However, if you see such a person in reality, it will be a little scary. You always feel like you want to turn your back on others, right? A familiar person suddenly changed his face or something. If you think about it carefully, it will be super scary? It feels like a weird person with a little dark mentality, or a weird person who has some problems.

"Hey, why are you doing there? Come here?"

Just as I was thinking, she had walked a long way at some point and waved dissatisfiedly on the other side of the street.

"oh……"

I responded very simply and followed.

But there is nothing to be a beautiful girl! Who makes people a beautiful girl? From a male perspective, it is a weird person, but from a beautiful girl perspective, it is just a heart-to-heart talk with you! Such a world is simply so beautiful!

"Hey, I just thought your expression was really disgusting? Dress up and restrain your expression, you are also a handsome guy? Is it good to have a little spirit? Just like I was not very eye-catching at first, but if I dress up, I will be a beautiful girl no matter how I look at it, right? If you learn a little, it may be of great use in the future."

"But, no matter how you dress up, you can't compare to the level under the snow? It's useless."

"...I'll praise you a little bit, you're just arrogant, right?"

He glared at me fiercely, and the class representative snorted, pulled his cap and walked directly into the convenience store. I could only shrugged and followed her to the convenience store that didn't look too big.

But then again, the clerk of that convenience store looked a little familiar. He had some red hair and two earrings. Although he wanted to show rebelliousness, the rebelliousness was not so complete and inferior. His appearance could only be called medium, and his eyes gave people a uncomfortable and sneaky feeling. He always felt like he had seen it somewhere.

And the most important proof is that this guy seemed to show disgust when he saw me.

This is clearly the expression of the people who knew me and looked down on me. But who is this guy?

Just as I was thinking, the class representative poked his head out of the convenience store again and simply hit a piece of chewing gum on my head. The texture that was neither light nor heavy fully showed the class representative's anger.

"I said you, you started staring at other girls again? I'm looking for you but I have something to ask?"

"That, that customer? The goods cannot be so casual..."

"Just buy it, right? I know, I know, is 10,000 enough?"

I didn't pay attention to the awkward look on the clerk's face. The class representative took out a picture of Fukuze Yuji from his waist bag and took it on the counter. The 10,000 yuan made the expression on the clerk's face even more awkward. And I could also see that the class representative's fashionable waist bag that looked bulging was almost filled with money of this color.

It’s not surprising to think about it carefully. Those who can attend that class either have good academic performance or have wealth and power, or both. It’s not unreasonable to have a fashionable girl on the street with so much money.

But that guy looks really familiar... short red hair, stud earrings, ordinary appearance, dark eyes, who is it?

"No, I mean, did I just see her somewhere."

"Ha? How many years ago did you get acquainted? And if you want to get acquainted, you should get acquainted with me, right? I'm obviously much more beautiful than her, right?"

"Okay, let's talk about it first, let's talk about it first."

People are so angry that they are trembling all over? Although what you are saying is indeed the truth...

I looked at the nameplate on the chest of the short-haired girl with a little doubt. The somewhat unfamiliar words made me even more confused and incredible. Because I really don’t know this person.
Chapter completed!