My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"..."

Be silent.

Organize the language.

The wrong person...

"What? Shahi Shahi!"

The ponytail swayed hurriedly and looked out the window.

This guy does live very close to my house.

"Don't call me that... Shahi Shahi or something, very, very..."

"It's hard to hear?"

"...That's not it."

Kawasaki's eyes peeked over and peeped at my face again.

Too handsome and too temperamental.

"I want to ask you something, Kawasaki."

The girl with a ponytail sits upright unconsciously-this guy feels a little scared of me, doesn't it make sense, is she such a fierce person who will slap me?

"What do you think Ebina is like?"

She opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Huh?"

"Is a soft guy who can be bullied?"

"...No, no, she shouldn't be."

Speaking of familiar people, Saki Kawasaki gradually opened up the conversation: "It's just that the hobby is too bad, and I often say things I don't understand."

It's only strange if you understand the black words between rotten girls.

"You said... Does she have a boy whom she likes?"

Saki Kawasaki scratched her face in trouble: "Boys, it seems that there are none... Rather, she likes seeing boys together."

After speaking, he shivered, obviously with goose bumps.

Well, I guessed it originally, but now I just verify it from the perspective of others, Ebiname Hime really doesn't like Hubu.

"But, I can see that the person named Hubu likes her very much-Ebin should feel it himself..."

Shahi Shahi muttered to himself, probably a little surprised to see me with constipation: "What's wrong?"

"The two of them are all mosaics."

Walking off the platform of Tokyo Station, students in Sobu High School uniforms can be spotted among the crowd.

At the entrance of the Shinkansen, there are already a considerable number of students from Sotake High, divided into small groups and whispering, the noisy station is even more noisy.

I was leaning on the pillar amidst the noise, closing my eyes and resting until someone called my name.

"Hachiman!"

There are almost no students who call me "Hachiman"—to be precise, there are not many people who can pronounce "Hachigu" correctly.

I feel so miserable!

So, the one who came by calling my name with affection was...

The dense crowd in the field of vision was replaced by a white buttocks with glasses.

"Hachiman... The capital of Beijing really misses you, the homeland of our soul!"

"..."

"We can sleep together at night!"

"..."

What should I say, take advantage of this paused aphasia, and change the narrative angle!

This is a different...

[Picture: It’s so handsome] Link: http://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit.com/uploads/chapterimgs/13844170414/092214-6201.jpg

………………

In fact, Higiya has never figured it out. Why would this fellow Zamuza call him "Hachiman" directly?

Is it a way for him to show closeness?

Although unfortunately a boy, it's better than nothing, right?

Mr. Biqigu retracted the fist that was stuck in his stomach and patted his thick back: "The elasticity of the little stomach has increased again. It seems that you also have a lot of things buried in your heart."

The fat man straightened up in pain and made a strange sound like phlegm in his throat: "What do you mean?"

"Not thin!"

If he casually laughed at his body shape, he looked at his bulging hiking bag in surprise: "I said, you bring so much luggage, are you going to go into the mountains?"

Zaimuzuo slapped the mountaineering bag with his middle finger, holding the glasses with his middle finger, his front teeth flashed with cold light: "Of course, I have to go to Kurama Mountain to practice the sword."

"Pommel horse? I really chose a remote place."

"Well, for the time being, the practice of the Tengu Palace will also go there."

"If Yoshitsune sees you practicing sword while playing with your phone, I'm afraid he will jump out of the coffin with anger."

With a "huh, I don't care about you" expression on Woodzuo: "I'm serious! You see, I don't play mobile phones now, really."

"out of battery?"

The fat man shook his head sadly: "The signal is bad!"

A slogan flashed silently in Bajiang's heart-strong signal means China strong!Slow internet speed will lead to chaos!

"By the way, should I spit on my settings? Hachiman, you are so boring."

Cai Muzuo raised his voice in protest.