Chapter 113, I'm talking about porridge
Utsunomiya Shuo stood in front of the table, feeling more and more embarrassed as she stared at him.

He actually knows that he is showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong, but can't he give me, Utsunomiya, some face?

I just wanted to be the first to give up, leaving her no place to belittle herself.

Unexpectedly, Ling had already lowered his head, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and took a sip.

Zhuo immediately changed his words and asked uncomfortably:

"how is everything?"

"It's okay. You look cute in an apron."

Ling scooped another spoonful of soup, sipped it in small sips, then lowered his eyelids, looked into the pot, and spoke calmly.

Utsunomiya Shuo subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the pink Hello Kitty apron on his body.

Of course this dress is not his, it’s his own. It’s said that he didn’t buy it for free, but Su Enxi chose it for him... It doesn’t matter.

Zhuo raised his head and complained expressionlessly.

"I was talking about fucking porridge."

Zhuo complained while quickly taking off her apron.

If he had known that Ling would come out early, he would never have worn an apron.

Ling lowered his head and sipped the soup slowly, looking at him with his pretty eyelids half raised. After Zhuo took off his apron, put it aside, and sat down, he spoke slowly.

"taste good."

"Humph--"

Zhuo threw her apron aside, leaned back on the sofa with her arms folded across her chest, and responded to the compliment with her nostrils.

Facing Zhuo's "tsundere", Ling just raised his eyelids and looked at him, then continued to drink porridge in small sips under Zhuo's gaze.

For Zhuo, seeing that Ling did not hate him made him feel satisfied.

It would be heartbreaking if the meal you worked hard to prepare was picked on by the other party.

Ling's body seemed to be much better, at least her appetite was much better. She blew on the porridge in the small spoon and drank it in two or three mouthfuls, like some kind of small animal.

This wasn't the first day Zhuo had been staring at her.

It seems that aesthetic fatigue does not exist with Zero. It is clear that Zero's appearance has not changed since the first time they met, but I have been seeing him for such a long time and I still don't feel tired of him.

However, Zero was contaminated by dragon blood, and her appearance was fixed. I guess after decades, she is still a loli. I don't know if I will get tired of looking at the same face for decades.

I think a lot.

What does that have to do with him.

Zhuo fell on the sofa with his hands on his head, deciding not to think about these things.

And Ling continued to drink his porridge, taking every mouthful seriously.

……

"Have you finished writing it? If you have, pass it on."

It’s the Monday after spring break here.

At this time every year, there is the same old "Future Prospects" survey session. When it comes to the third grade, there will also be a parent interview session.

Teacher Hejian stood on the podium, his elbows resting on the desk, his chin supported by his hands, and shouted weakly.

Soon, the "questionnaires" were collected together and gathered on the desk in front of him.

A thick dozen.

Teacher Hejian's hair was very long and covered his eyes, so the students couldn't see his eyes clearly.

But I don’t know why, I just feel that Mr. Hejian’s eyes look darker today.

Teacher Hejian held the form in his hand and knocked it up and down.

Make a 'da da' sound.

The classroom was exceptionally quiet.

Everyone lowered their heads.

'Da da da'

He changed direction and knocked again.

Teacher Hejian looked up.

"Let me ask you something first..."

He looked around the classroom.

No one responded to his gaze.

“…You guys wrote this seriously, didn’t you?”

Teacher Hejian's mouth shape turned into that of a crooked-mouthed dragon king, and he looked at the people below with a look of garbage.

"..."

"..."

No one answered.

"Hey, hey, hey! What the hell is this," He Jian held up one of the pictures, "It's just like this, are you serious!?"

The name on the form he held up was "Kanda River" and the first choice was "middle school student".

"Please be serious!!!"

"..."

"..."

Teacher Hejian put down the first one and opened the second questionnaire.

Then he stared at the words for a few seconds, held his forehead and sighed deeply. The first choice was "Earthbound Spirit".

"I suggest you die immediately."

Then on the next one, my first choice was “I don’t want to be a lawyer.”

“Then don’t write it down.”

Then the next one, the first choice is...

Every time he turns a picture, Teacher Hejian always gives accurate comments, which are sharp but not hurtful to the students.

Amazing.

Zhuo buried his head behind his textbook, silently observing the situation around him, trying his best to act as an invisible person.

When it comes down to it, ordinary people simply don’t understand things like “future ambitions” without going through various attempts.

So it’s normal that I can’t write it.

"...Be a house-bound waste." Teacher Hejian read out another one.

Then silence.

Turn to the next page silently.

No complaints this time.

Because that was Utsunomiya Shuo's voluntary investigation.

Utsunomiya Shuoya lowered his head silently, indicating that he did not recognize the questionnaire at all.

"...Be a useful person." Teacher Hejian muttered again.

"Hey, Utsunomiya, there's finally someone in this class who's not affected by you! Utsunomiya-kun!!!"

Teacher Hejian suddenly came back and called out his name.

Zhuo still lowered his head, pretending not to hear.

Don’t act as if it’s all because of him that we all have no dreams!

I barely spoke to them!
In short, this stage will pass quickly.

Teacher Hejian left the classroom with a sigh.

……

The first class is English.

Surprisingly, Kanda started to slack off in class again and tried to drag Utsunomiya Shuo along with him.

Zhuo refused.

Instead, he pulled the student on the other side into the water and made him stand in the corner as punishment.

After class, Kanda maintained his same warm smile as usual and took the initiative to greet the students passing by.

The students also responded happily.

Kanda would never be so enthusiastic in the past.

But seeing the excited expressions of those girls, they probably wouldn't think Kanda was weird.

"What's up with him?"

"You're in love, right?"

Kiritani Jin and Utsunomiya Shuo sat on a chair and looked at Kanda who suddenly went crazy.

half each.

"You know?" Ren turned to look at him.

And Zhuo looked in the direction of Kanda, watching him chatting with a little girl passing by with a smile on his face.

"…I just have some superficial insights into the logical thinking of a psychopath." Zhuo said expressionlessly.

"What happened?"

"who knows."

After saying that, she washed her butt hard, squeezed Ren out, and then lay down on the table and prepared to sleep.

Kiritani Ren looked at him drowsy, with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "Did you go to bed very late last night?"

"Go to bed very late."

Zhuo said while lying on the table.

Generally speaking, humans need eight hours of sleep a day.

Ling leaves at around 11 o'clock every day, and Zhuo wakes him up at 7 o'clock in the morning. If Zhuo can fall asleep immediately after she leaves, he will get enough sleep.

But that's only if.

Ren took the phone away, sent a message to someone unknown, then nodded with relief: "Have a good rest."

"Did you misunderstand something?"

Utsunomiya Shuo didn't look up.

"There will be no misunderstanding."

　Thanks to brother Wujue Junwang for the monthly ticket.

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　　Thanks to brother 160928131026248 for the two monthly tickets.

　　Thanks to Brother Xixingyao~ for the monthly ticket.

　　Thanks to the core brothers of Hanfeng for the monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)