Light voice department classroom.

"What are you doing? Are you the type who can't speak when you get yelled?"

While Kitahara Nanfeng was debugging the guitar, he looked at Kaori Iwai who suddenly fell silent.

...I have to say.

The girl's legs in front of me were really perfect, especially when she stood up.

Round and slender.

"No, I just don't adapt to your attitude."

Kaori Iwai looked down at Kitahara Nanfeng who was holding the guitar and pulled the hem of the skirt, "And your sight."

"Feel sorry."

Beiyuan Nanfeng admitted the fact that he was looking at it calmly and looked away, "But there is no way to behave. You can't always be the same as you met me, right? When you first met you, you always look like you were afraid that I would get angry. I'm sorry."

When Kaori Iwai heard that Kitahara Nanfeng admitted that he was looking at the fact that he was looking, he slowly let go of the hem of the skirt he was holding and felt relieved.

She pushed her glasses and said, "I'm worried now, too."

It's really a strange person...

"I really know how to talk."

Beiyuan Nanfeng coughed dryly, imitating her tone and joked: "Do you understand this language bullying? Although I am the only one in this classroom at present, I believe that if you shout, more than a dozen men from the baseball department downstairs will come to see the situation..."

Kaori Iwai: “…?”

She looked like a fool, looking down at the north and south wind squatting on the ground.

"Just kidding."

Nanfeng Beiyuan stood up and said, "Don't look at me like a fool."

Kaori Iwai pursed her lips: "Don't imitate me."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said with a smile: "I don't mean to make fun of you. Although I often complain about your excessive self-awareness, it is not a bad thing for a girl to be so alert, and it is no problem to protect herself... Of course, it would be better if I could not be so cautious. After all, it would be embarrassing to the same club."

Kaori Iwai: "..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng saw that she was silent, and did not chat again. He picked up the pick and gently plucked the strings.

After a little trial of the sound.

Beiyuan Nanfeng is preparing to transform into the bathroom singer.

"Can you ask you something?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Kaori Iwai's face. After a moment of silence, he actually spoke up.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little surprised, put down the pick and asked, "What?"

Kaori Iwai whispered: "Have you seen that uncle recently?"

"Uncle? Oh, you said your father, right?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was stunned for a long time before he realized that she was talking about the uncle of the social animal.

If she doesn't mention it.

Beiyuan Nanfeng almost forgot this person.

During this period, Beiyuan Nanfeng has had a lot of trouble, and as long as he doesn't mess with him, Beiyuan Nanfeng has no reason to worry about a greasy uncle.

Beiyuan Nanfeng responded casually: "I haven't seen it before. What's wrong with that sports festival? Is there anything wrong?"

"No, I'll just ask."

Kaori Iwai hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and then said, "Didn't you say you've worked with him? I'm very curious, what exactly is he doing? Since his leg injury healed, he has returned to his previous state during this period and has often not returned home for several days."

"I haven't been home for several days... I don't know the specific situation, I haven't contacted him anymore."

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Kaori Iwai, thought for a while, and shook his head.

No explicit statement.

Actually, he guessed it.

The uncle from the social animal is also a choice, he can only choose one of two. It is probably difficult for him to be a police officer at his age to be a countermeasure class. He should have joined a new shrine.

And he may still join a shrine at the bottom.

This is not easy to tell Kaori Iwai.

She is just a classmate from Beiyuan Nanfeng.

The Nanfeng of Kitahara is really clear. Kaori Iwai is Kaori Iwai, and the uncle of the social animal is the social animal.

He never confused the two.

"……Understood."

Hearing Kitahara Nanfeng's words, a trace of disappointment flashed in Kaori Iwai's eyes, but his expression did not change.

Beiyuan Nanfeng thought for a while and added with a smile: "But if I guess, your father should be running around for life.

In addition, if you are worried, it is best to ask your father directly. I am not familiar with him and say he has been 'working', but the process is not pleasant, and it is easier for you to ask him directly than to ask me."

Kaori Iwai's little hands, which naturally hung on both sides of her body, quietly squeezing, her body was a little stiff, but her expression was still cold and her tone was still calm: "I'm not worried, I just wanted to ask, after all, it's too wasteful to prepare meals for two people every day, but it's too much to pour out one in the end."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said directly: "Isn't it good to be a bento the next day? Why should I throw it away? It's not that I can't eat it."

“…”

Kaori Iwai slowly looked up and looked at the south wind of the Northland.

Then I kept watching and didn't speak.

To some extent.

Straight men also specialize in treating stingy...

"...Sorry." Kitanohara Nanfeng suppressed his laughter, lost, and raised his hand to surrender.

"That's just a metaphor." Kaori Iwai still maintained that cold expression. "Although I can be used as a bento, I can't eat that much, and it will always be wasted."

"I understand." Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded, and then suddenly changed his mind, "But it's useless for you to say this to me. I'm not having dinner at your house, and I'm not your father either."

Kaori Iwai: "..."

"It's better to tell the person involved that, of course, I just suggest that you listen or not.

By the way, although some adults are hard to describe, most adults are living hard and can occasionally leave some leftovers... don't pour them all."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her, perhaps thinking of herself in her previous life, and suddenly said this in a teasing tone.

Kaori Iwai took a deep breath: "...I said it was just a metaphor."

Kitahara Nanfeng shook his head with a smile, and did not continue to reply, but lowered his head and picked up the pick. After thinking about it, he gently plucked the strings with a smile, and sang a song he liked quite well in his previous life - "Oh Father" by Bodhi Jones.

The prelude rings.

Kaori Iwai opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything else.

“Oh Father.

Oh, father.

I never wanted anything from you but time.

How much I hope time stays on you.

is it too late now.

Is it too late?

cause the mountain,,s too much for us to climb.

It’s just because you and I are thousands of miles apart.”

Songs of the north and south wind.

It was slowly flowing in the Qingyin Department classroom.

No hurry or slow down.

The sun sets outside the window.

The orange sunlight spreads into the classroom through the window, causing the dust particles flying around in the air to shine with golden light in the sunlight.

The singing of the north and south winds of the north and the noise of the playground outside were mixed together.

There is a feeling of calmingness inexplicably.

Kaori Iwai stood in front of Kitahara Nanfeng, looking at the latter playing, pursed his lips, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Three languages...
Chapter completed!