My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Ebina Hime is not the cute girl she sees on the outside.

Even liking BL may be just a disguise.

Under her quiet and sometimes fanatical appearance at that time, there was absolutely something hidden.

Judging from several conversations, she can actually see many things clearly, and maybe she has even noticed the feelings of the Ministry of Households towards her, or it should have been noticed a long time ago, but now the Ministry of Households has come to the Ministry of Service Ask for help...

It seems that this commission will be really troublesome.

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There is a large commercial building very close to the station. In the evening, many housewives who come out to buy things will appear nearby.

Among them, you can also see sparse students.

For high school students who want to have fun after school, this place should be a treasured place of geomantic omen.

Even the big guys who are least like high school students will come to the bookstore here sometimes.

From time to time, I would be with Totsuka and Zakiza. The three said that talking would not be so boring.

"This kind of novel... Why do I have to buy these things?"

Bringing a few books out of the bookstore, Biqigu, who walked to the parking lot, whispered and complained: "Why does the author of criminal investigation novels with a high intelligence quotient have to help that idiot organize the material? Tsk, the big breasted cow dare to take it The photo threatens me..."

Just now, in the strange gaze of Miss Cashier, he walked out with a few pink-covered books-his expression instantly changed from indifferent to shame, too ashamed.

Inspirational books, no matter how much you read, they are just the lives of others.

Love books, no matter how many they read, they are just other people's obscenities.

The so-called parking lot refers to the place where bicycles are parked.

He threw a bag of books into his school bag, and when he was about to leave, someone appeared at the entrance of the convenience store diagonally opposite.

She was holding a heavy-looking bag in her hand, and she seemed to sigh blankly at the door of the store.

Hachiman was silent, and if he moved at this time, it would attract the other party's attention.

Go away, you!

What are you doing there!

"Yeah~"

The sky did not follow people's wishes, and noticed his color feather trotting closer here.

"Senior~ what are you buying..."

Probably because the bag was very heavy, he exhaled heavily.

"Could it be that you are following me?"

"..."

Why do I follow you, but you have a happy face?

Do you want to expand like this?

The boy picked up his schoolbag: "I bought some books, Isshiki, you live alone now? The rent on Zong Wu Gao's side is not cheap."

After all, it is near the seaside Makuhari, the land is more expensive, and even the rent for the house is rising.

"So what can I do?"

The girl gave a self-deprecating smile, then shook a bag of things in her hand.

Biqigu looked at her unclearly.

What do you mean?

Ishiki pursed his lips and shook it again, and the bag almost hit his crotch.

"What are you doing?"

"Help me hold it, it's heavy~"

The smooth sword frowned: "Your ending is still the same as before-our influence is not good."

Yi Hueiyu laughed angrily: "It's just helping to get something, why are you so sensitive, senior?"

"Girls just like to let others be affectionate, and then refuse mercilessly-although we didn't have anything, what should others see?"

"...It's really irritating, you! Besides, who will see it!"

"Think about it, help you get things, and you will definitely go together later. In the evening, lone men and widows will go together-there must be a problem."

Although it was said in the Hachiman dialect, he still took the bag of non-heavy items and skillfully placed it in the front pocket of the bicycle, pushing the car slowly towards the house.

"thank you very much!"

Yishi clutched the sleeves of the sweater and bowed his head imposingly, only to find that this guy ignored her and walked on his own.

Touching his hair, a blush appeared on his face, trotting to catch up: "I want to ride a bicycle!"

"Don't make an inch! A bit heavy."

"Is this something important to boys?"

"I mean, you are probably a little heavier now, isn't it a hundred catties?"

"Don't you know if you hug?"

Accompanied by the babble of the wheels, they walked on the sidewalk dyed red by the late autumn sunset. The atmosphere was very quiet and seemed very nostalgic.

They have gone home like this many times.

Bi Qigu narrowed his eyes, looked at Shen Yun on the horizon, and sighed slightly.

"What are you sighing for?"

"Slightly sigh that you are still the same. You like to treat boys as purely as labor. Has the Ministry of Households been called by you all the time?"

"..."

Isshiki stopped, and seemed to be frozen by his words all of a sudden, then suddenly thought of something, and suddenly he was a step closer to him.

"Could it be that Senior is jealous?"