Miyashiro Yuyu, who was doing the ramen, may have noticed Futaba Makoto standing next to her. The girl sucked the noodles into her mouth, and then chewed them innocently.

"...How much did you eat?" Futaba Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

"All the ingredients have been used up." The old man lying on the table next to him said weakly.

"so much?!"

Futaba Makoto prepared enough ingredients to last the whole day in the store.

"How did you get this stomach?" Futaba Cheng looked at Gong Baiyuyou's flat belly and couldn't help complaining, "Do you have a different-dimensional stomach?"

Gong Baiyuyou blinked, and then directly opened her clothes, revealing her smooth lower abdomen without a trace of fat.

"I didn't let you show me your belly!" Futaba Cheng quickly pulled off her clothes.

[|??w?`) Then I’ll show it to you when I get home.]

"Ahem, let's talk about it when we get home." Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand and took Miyashiro Yuyu's hand, and after pulling the reluctant foodie out of the sushi restaurant, today's mission was almost over.

"Let's go."

"Um."

…

…

…

Uncle Jingshan, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly looked up: "Shall I clear these plates?!"

…

The next day, Futaba Makoto returned to school as normal. Because the program still needed to be edited and produced, it would be broadcast on the weekend three days later.

Although Futaba Makoto was looking forward to the amount of views, it would be better to just go to class honestly today.

"Class is so tiring." Just after the first class, Takahashi Tetsuya leaned next to Futaba Makoto and sighed as if he was tired, "It's really hard for ordinary high school students to wake up so early in the morning and make wagashi.

."

"It's really hard to have a wagashi shop at home." In the morning, Nana also rested her chin on Futaba Makoto's head, squinting and smiling, "Although our family is also very busy during festivals.

"

"I told you guys, it's too crowded." Futaba Cheng said at this time.

Tetsuya Takahashi is on the left, Nana Asuka is above, and Yu Yu Miyashiro is sleeping on the table next to his arm, almost sandwiching him on his seat from three sides.

"It won't hurt if you lean on me."

"That's right."

Seeing Tetsuya Takahashi and Nana Hayama singing along, Futaba Makoto was slightly speechless.

At this time, a classmate suddenly walked in outside the classroom, and then stood at the door and shouted: "Futaba, Ninomiya-san is looking for you!"

"Ninomiya?" Futaba Cheng wondered, what happened.

"Okay you guys, I'm going out." Futaba Cheng pushed away those guys who were clinging to him, got up and came to the door of the classroom——

A girl holding a black bamboo knife was standing there.

After seeing Futaba Makoto, Ninomiya asked: "Why didn't you come to school yesterday?"

"I took a little leave because of some things." Futaba Cheng said, "What's wrong? I see you are not in a good mood."

"Well..." Ninomiya crossed her arms and seemed to be silent for a while before she said, "Ichiga-san dropped out of school."

"Eh?"

"Yes, after the duel with you, he never came to school again. The school contacted his family and finally learned that classmate Yiyan was about to drop out of school."

"It has nothing to do with me." Futaba Cheng smiled, "I didn't ask him to drop out of school."

"Essentially, it's not your problem." Ninomiya sighed, "So, no matter who of you wins or loses, there will be a lot of trouble."

"Classmate Yiyan was a special recruit for the school's kendo club. His sudden withdrawal actually disrupted the school's plan to participate in the competition."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ninomiya's eyes rested on Futaba Makoto.

"you……"

"I refuse." Futaba Makoto said directly before Ninomiya could speak.

"How do you know what I want to say?" Ninomiya asked.

"It's just asking me to join the Kendo Club. No, no, I'm the head of the Home Club, so I can't join you." Futaba Seiyi said righteously.

Homecoming department?

"Is there such a club in school?" Ninomiya wondered.

"Ahem, of course. The daily club activity is to go home on time and have fun." Futaba Cheng smiled.

"That means I haven't joined any clubs..."

"Well, you can understand it that way."

"Join the Kendo Club."

"Refuse." Futaba Cheng said, "I'm very busy and I don't have time to train with you."

"What are you busy with?" Ninonomiya often goes back to Xiaozhuang Xiongzhuang to stay. She doesn't know what Futaba Cheng has to be busy with.

"Of course, such as catching up on new shows, playing games, and by the way, the recent Naoban 3 is also going to be released, so you have to buy it as soon as possible." Futaba Cheng looked like he had a headache, "Oh, a fulfilling life.

It’s just so boring.”

Ninomiya: "..."

Isn't that just for fun?

"Futaba, you are wasting your time."

"Let's talk about spanking." Futaba Cheng glanced at her. After all, this old-fashioned guy didn't understand the happiness of Otaku.

"you."

Ninomiya took a deep breath, and then said: "Since you don't want to participate, let's not mention it for now. By the way, the school may come to you recently because of this matter."

"Looking for me?" Futaba Cheng didn't know why, but suddenly remembered the old man from the principal, whom he invited to join the student union last time.

"Yes, although I don't know exactly what to ask you, but if you can join the Kendo Club, I think the school will not cause you any trouble." Ninomiya said with a smile.

"reject."

"Hmm." Seeing Futaba Makoto's outright refusal, Ninomiya's face bulged in a rare way, but it quickly returned to its original appearance.

"snort."

With an inexplicable groan, the girl held the bamboo knife and left.
Chapter completed!