Chapter 128, It’s June Again

……

This atmosphere,

Until Utsunomiya Shuo put down his chopsticks and patted his belly in satisfaction.

This is how it ends.

He subconsciously leaned back, ready to do a "Ge Da Ye lie" when the sudden feeling of weightlessness woke him up from reality—he was in a classroom.

Just before Zhuo rushed to grab Ren's arm, the clothes on the left side of his body were grabbed by someone first. Then a huge force came, which made him unable to resist and he could only choose to accept his fate and enjoy it silently... Zhuo was forcibly pulled back.

Utsunomiya Shuo looked at Zero with some fear.

But she saw that she was lowering her head, and then she reached out her hand without saying anything, pinched the edge of the apron around his waist with her slender fingers, and stuffed it inside... Because of the previous pulling, the apron was a little off.

It all happened naturally.

Looking up, what caught my eye was Zero's calm eyes, as if nothing had happened.

"...it looks delicious?"

"Ah--yeah, it was really delicious, so I forgot everything for a moment."

Utsunomiya Shuo made up an excuse, he couldn't say 'so I almost thought you were at home'.

Then will he be able to see the sun tomorrow?

"Well... there aren't enough cooking utensils and seasonings here, so the taste might be a little off."

Zero seemed to understand his thoughts, and withdrew his hand and sat down again.

That delicate face, which had been expressionless until now, seemed to be relieved, and people felt relieved.

But it was clear that her expression had not changed at all.

Very subtle.

This feeling of being cared for as something important even made Utsunomiya Shuo's brain go blank for a moment.

"Ok?"

"…Uh, it's okay."

Suddenly, he felt that Ling had become more handsome—of course, he couldn't say such words out loud, so in order to cover it up, Zhuo stood up with his bowl and chopsticks and prepared to wash the dishes.

For the home cooking class, students bring their own dishes and chopsticks, but they need to be cleaned before putting them into the lunch boxes.

"……I'm stuffed."

"Ah."

Zero responded calmly.

The tone is still the same as before.

However, when Zhuo looked at Ling now, he always felt that her expression was much softer than usual - maybe it was an illusion.

Zhuo also took away Ling's dishes and walked towards the sink.

"Mine, don't forget me!"

"Wash yourself."

Zhuo replied without even turning his head to a classmate named Jin Kiritani who did not want to reveal his name.

...

...

The angle of the sun tilts and becomes direct.

May came to an end in a hurry, and June followed.

In the last class of a certain day, after the life instructor announced the precautions for the sports festival, the students complained.

"So why is the sports festival held in June? May would be more suitable and wouldn't be so hot."

"That's right, it's too hot in June. If we hold a sports festival under the sun, we will melt and become gaseous and wander in the universe."

"Then you just happen to become an astronaut, and your dream has come true."

"Whose dream is that? I dream of becoming an earthbound spirit!"

"It's actually true! I thought it was just a joke on the volunteer form."

After discussing for a long time without coming to any useful conclusion, the remaining people in the classroom were the members of the Kind Sports Committee.

Now everyone is in the second grade.

Unlike the last time, some things become boring after you’ve experienced them and they’re no longer new... Unfortunately, the sports festival is on that list.

It's already hot in June.

Not only that, the way the sports festival is held also changes every year. Last year, students from grades one, two and three were divided into three large teams, and the captains were selected by referendum.

In order to keep things fresh, this year's rule is to divide teams according to the overall class. Classes of different grades but with the same class number letters will be divided into the same category.

For example: 1st grade class A, 2nd grade class A, and 3rd grade class A will be assigned to the same group and win points as a group in the sports festival.

Until Class F, all students are divided into six teams to compete.

Not surprisingly, the prince who is male and has male hobbies, Tomokazu Kanda, became the representative of Group B. At this moment, he is arranging people to communicate with the younger students.

This is a sought-after job with fierce competition for both men and women.

As for the opportunity to communicate with senior students, no one took the initiative to sign up.

Then there was no one left to arrange the specific preparations behind the scenes.

Then he found Utsunomiya Shuo.

"This is revenge, right?"

Utsunomiya Shuo was sitting in a seat, and Ren was there too. They were sitting side by side, reading a comic book together on the table.

"Don't be upset. This is the trust your classmates have in you."

Kanda shook his head in denial.

"Okay, then I won't go. I thought you were still bothered by what happened in the park a month ago."

Utsunomiya Shuo's eyes stayed on the comics, and he spoke without motivation.

"How is that possible? It happened so long ago."

"Yes, Rendu has already forgiven me."

"Yeah, me too." Kanda nodded, "This is really the trust of my classmates. Kazuhito got to eat Romanov's cooking, but I got nothing. It doesn't matter."

Zhuo: “…” You’ve already said it all.

Utsunomiya Zhuo thought about it and changed his excuse: "Professional matters should be left to professionals. I am not good at these."

Not to mention anything else, anyone picked out from this class has better social skills than him.

Utsunomiya Sou belongs to the type of person who switches back and forth between being a social cow and being a social phobe. As for when he switches, it mainly depends on whether he is behind the screen or in front of the screen.

Letting someone like him coordinate the staff and arrange the work... there would be no other reason except revenge.

It's really a living hell.

For both parties.

Kanda was not discouraged or angry because of his repeated denials. Instead, his face was smiling like a sunflower welcoming the sunshine.

It makes people feel bad.

Especially after knowing that the person this guy likes is actually Kazama Ruri.

So, Zhuo slowed down his tone: "...Next time, I will definitely invite you next time."

Kanda continued to smile brightly.

Zhuo pursed his dry lips and said, "...I can try."

"Have I traveled to a different world?" said Jin Kiritani, who had been watching from the sidelines and acting as a transparent man, in an incredulous tone.

"Let's stay in human society for now," said Utsunomiya Shuo.

"That must be a parallel world." Ren judged again.

"As long as you are happy." Zhuo didn't say anything else.

Naive Mr. Kiritani Jin, you don’t understand the seriousness of the matter at all... Be more careful when taking a bath next time, especially remember to use shower gel, not soap.

Thus, the communication was settled in this concise manner, without any unnecessary explanation or bargaining.

Utsunomiya Shuo signed his name on the list.

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　　thank.

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　　The original plan was to write one chapter per hour.

　　In the end, I overestimated myself.

　　Mouth! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)