My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

No one speaks because there is nothing worth talking about. Their behavior is not a ritual-like solidified behavior, but just follows their own interests. Of course, some small actions are naturally essential.

The teenager occasionally retracted her gaze from the book and cast it under the snow. The girl who studied seriously sometimes looked up at him, and even straightened her leg to kick him quietly. Every time the teenager smiled and stroked the dumpling next to him. Head.

Yui would rub his palms, then show a happy expression, then immediately look at her Koyuki's expression, and finally stare at him pretending to be angry.

"Hey, Yui is so weird today. Not only did I stop talking, but I also watched some strange things on my phone."

"Wow!"

Miss Tuanzi immediately hid the phone on the other side of her body, and narrowed her eyes vigilantly: "It's bad! Small business is really bad, I actually took a peek!"

"I'm obviously looking at it openly, am I reading some sour love novel?"

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Nothing!"

Tuanzi retorted energetically, then blushed, as if to speak to Xiaoxue as if remedially: "By the way, today Xiao Cai is..."

The tone is like a child who wants to tell his mother everything that happens in the day.

The purpose is to use practical actions to tell small businesses that they don't want to talk because they read novels too seriously.

Xuexia, who was interrupted by reading, couldn't keep her face cold at her little group, and could only look at the initiator in irritation.

——You said, what did you provoke her to do than Mr. Qigu!

——No, I just feel too quiet.

——It's not a "speaking department" here. What's wrong with being quiet?

——I am a little worried that Yui will feel uneasy if the environment is too quiet.

This reason caused the girl to lower her head silently, unable to see her expression, but Biqigu seemed to know what she would think in advance, and immediately remedied it with an email: "I am not partial, Yukoshita, because Yui is an idiot who is easy to get into the corner."

It's okay if he doesn't explain, but he is even more unhappy when he explains Xuexia.

"Then am I going to be a little stupid too?"

When the boy saw the reply, Yui finally ran out of topics, took a sip of tea, and was about to say something to Koyuki, "I will buy a scarf on the weekend," when the door was suddenly opened and closed by one person.

"Ah, senior~ Huhu, it's cold."

"Isshi?"

"Ah, I fled here to hide, the student union is so busy with work!"

Because of the presence of one more person, the Ministry of Service was inexplicably silent.

Although Yi Huoyu has been resident here almost in the past two months, Yui is always a little uncomfortable facing her.

As for Xuexia...

She will only make a color feather uncomfortable.

Fortunately, in the next second, as if to break the sense of silence, the door was knocked.

………………

Obviously it is in the middle of winter, but the guy sitting in the visitor's position seems to be sweating all over, twitching the corners of his mouth, while wiping his forehead with the back of his hand wearing fingerless gloves.

"……Well."

After making a serious noise, this boy, Yoshiki Tsukizao, drooped his head deeply, as if he wanted to completely bury his huge head in the long windbreaker that has not changed all the year round, feeling like he is playing Beli. Cove, if he were placed at the entrance of the tower apartment near Musashi Xiaoshan, it would seem a bit like an unknown stream of consciousness statue.

After uttering a low voice, Ti Muzuo stopped speaking, and silence fell again in the activity room of the ministry.

Although he is excluded here, there are still four people here, but everyone seems to be saying "it has nothing to do with me", either they are holding a cup of black tea in one hand and reading the library book, or they are talking about tea Chew chews while fiddling with his phone, or just staring at the makeup mirror and sorting out his front hair.

Only the Great Bodhisattva Hachiman wanted to be more compassionate. He lay on the table and looked up at the ceiling.

"...Hmm."

Cai Muzuo murmured again, and looked up at the ceiling in every way.

Compared to just now, in the murmur this time, there is a sense of tragic unconsciousness. However, no one reacts to this. The girls play their own ways, and the pretending to be salted fish is worse than the boss in the group. Able to pretend, without speaking, it brings a strong salty moisture.

Although no one paid any attention to him, Za Muzuo muttered back and forth again and again several times, looking at the vocabulary phrases such as "what," "how to do," and "good formula".

Probably because he was upset by his muttering voice, a small sigh came from the throne of the Minister of Service.

The girl reluctantly placed the teacup on the coaster, rubbing her left temple, and had a terrible headache.

But depending on which girl, facing a guy who is always muttering in front of her, she will probably have a headache.

Hachiman suddenly felt that the calf under the table was kicked again, and slowly raised his head to meet those awe-inspiring blue pupils: "Nani?"

"...Just ask him what's the matter first, right?"

"Can you just ask yourself?"

"Hey... But even if we ask, Secondary Two will only speak to small companies."

He chewed the senbei, and the person who gave a weak answer was Yui. While lightly hitting him with the ball on his head, he did not forget to give Lao Cai a nickname.

"Small enterprise, can you ask?"

Yukinoshita also nodded naturally at these words: "...Yes, this was originally the case that Higiya-kun was in charge."

"Which police department am I? It's a subtle way of saying."

It's so gentle, you two.

He glanced at the color feather that was completely blind to the wooden seat and stared at the mirror with big eyes, hummed, and turned his head to look at Fatty White.

After finishing the front hair, Isshiki finally put down the mirror.

Stay away from the second goods and never look in the mirror!

The head of the student council of Sotake High took out the hand cream from the small bag again, and began to care for the skin on his hands while humming happily. The slender fingertips slowly spread the hand cream, and it was light. Citrus aroma.

I feel that this scene is very sweet in terms of color and smell.

Yi Huei Yu is a sweet girl.

"Zuo Muzu, what's wrong with you? Come here quickly!"

After being dealt with with strange lines, Cai Muzuo raised his head, his white hair had an afterimage and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, Yawata! A chance encounter!"