Chapter 130, Her Royal Highness the Princess (Two in One)

In the following period of time, Utsunomiya Shuo visited each class one by one, discussed many related matters, and then stood up and said goodbye at the right time.

Then I received a message from Suzuki Ai.

Then Utsunomiya Shuze returned to the classroom with the "messenger".

…because he forgot to take the poster.

Then the whole morning passed just like that.

In the days leading up to the sports festival, there were almost no classes at the high school where Zhuo was studying.

Students also need time to prepare.

Lunch time.

When Utsunomiya Shuo walked out of the teaching building, Kiritani Jin and Kanda Tomokazu were waiting for him outside the door on the first floor, leaning against the stone pillar.

They passed by and went to the restaurant to eat together.

Kanda Tomokazu walked in the middle, looked ahead and asked, "How do you feel? Are you okay?"

"Not bad." Utsunomiya Zhuo replied.

"That's good," Kanda nodded, "Did you meet any new friends?"

"Probably. I've spoken to many people."

"It won't add up to just a few sentences, right?"

"Only a few words."

This morning, from beginning to end, Utsunomiya Shuo said no more than twenty sentences. It was basically others who were speaking and he was just listening.

Totally a listener.

"Are you still busy in the afternoon?" Ren on the other side scratched his head and said.

"Well, there are not enough painters." Zhuo nodded.

"Looking for a painter? How many?" Kanda asked casually.

"There is only one now." Utsunomiya Zhuo remembered the boy with a crew cut who was tied to a chair when he went to the office to deliver his drawings.

Don't judge a book by its cover. He doesn't look like someone who is good at painting at all.

"That's still a long way to go. Also, do you really know someone who is good at drawing?" Kanda asked.

wash:"……"

"You're not planning to draw it yourself, are you?" Kanda said again, "Don't mess around, or you'll get scolded."

"Oh yeah, I don't think I know anyone who's good at drawing."

Utsunomiya Shuo finally reinstalled his brain. He had stored it somewhere before work this morning, and it has been there until now.

"Romanov-san..." Ren said hesitantly.

Hearing this, the two looked at him.

Ren scratched his head and said, "She should be able to do it. In everyone's eyes, she should be omnipotent. Zhuo, you can go and ask her."

Kanda: “…Isn’t that too much of a stretch?”

Zhuo: "...She seems...likely to be able to."

Kanda quickly turned his head and looked at Zhuo in surprise: "Is Romanov really omnipotent?"

"I think so." Zhuo nodded.

He thought that zero should be okay.

“Will it shock the whole school as soon as it’s finished? Will it become popular and appear in the newspapers?” Kanda imagined it. “It’s entirely possible.”

"That's not the problem, is it?" Ren said speechlessly.

So the two looked at Ren.

Ren said, "Just think about it. Given Romanov's usual attitude, there are countless people who want to get in touch with her. What would happen if a poster drawn by Romanov suddenly appeared?"

Kanda: “Steal it.”

Utsunomiya Shuo: "Then hide under the quilt [beep——]"

Kanda looked horrified: "Are you serious?"

"What are you serious about?" Utsunomiya Shuo asked back.

"Nothing." Kanda sighed and didn't care about Utsunomiya Shuo pretending to be stupid.

The three of them had already arrived outside the restaurant.

"Please go first, Mr. Utsunomiya." Kanda Tomokazu spread his arms and made a "please" gesture.

"You're welcome, Mr. Kanda." Utsunomiya Shuo walked up the stairs.

...

...

The scorching sun,

The sun is shining directly on our heads. I believe that if we stay under it for an hour, we will be turned into a pool of blood.

Even so, there were still many boys from the football club playing football on the grass of the football field under such scorching sunlight.

Sweat soaks the soil.

The mud splashed with every volley.

Everyone's skin is red.

There were also students from the track and field department running on the track in the playground, and girls were pulling their bows under the awning of the shooting range...

Thanks to the sports festival, the classrooms during this period will be fully taken over by the Sports Committee.

Students can only leave the classroom.

Either join club activities or find a place to kill time.

Utsunomiya Zhuo came to the bottom of the teaching building, to the shade under a camphor tree. He stopped, looked down at the dazed blonde, and stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her.

"What?" Ling asked expressionlessly without moving his eyelids, still maintaining his trance-like movements and expression.

"Have you eaten?" asked Utsunomiya Shuo.

Ling kept his hands clasped together naturally, and sat quietly with them on his legs: "Yeah."

"so."

Utsunomiya Shuo paused and sat down next to her.

That is, a stone fence of trees.

"Is there something?" Ling still looked ahead.

"Yeah." Utsunomiya Shuo leaned back with his arms propped up behind his back, "I was invited to join the Sports Committee, and I was busy all morning... I guess I was busy."

After hearing this, Ling turned around and looked him up and down, then looked into the distance and nodded thoughtfully.

“Can you draw?”

Utsunomiya Shuo asked directly.

"know a bit."

Zero said calmly.

She knows some of it, and those who understand it all understand it...

"Well, it might be a bit hard."

Utsunomiya Shuo explained the situation in advance.

There are only two people working on six extra-large curtain paintings, including Zero, so the workload is definitely not small.

"It's ok."

Ling replied, still with a nonchalant attitude.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Ah."

There was no unnecessary words, and the decision to invite Zero to help was finalized in just a few words.

Utsunomiya Shuo supported himself on the tiles with both hands, looked up at the branches of the camphor tree, and the sparse sunlight shone on his face.

The lush branches and leaves were swaying back and forth in the wind, and the sunlight occasionally shone through the gaps that were sometimes large and sometimes small, leaving spots.

There are cicadas chirping in the trees.

"Have you been sitting here for the whole morning?" said Utsunomiya Shuo.

"You took too long to react," Ling glanced at him sideways, then patted Utsunomiya Shuo's arm, "You pressed against her skirt."

Utsunomiya Shuo moved the position of his palm and took a look at Zero. Even when he was sitting, he kept his legs together.

Still wearing pants under the skirt.

"Isn't it hot?" asked Utsunomiya Shuo.

"Not bad." Ling narrowed her eyes because Utsunomiya Shuo actually lifted her skirt when asking this question.

Of course I was wearing jeans inside.

"That's good." Utsunomiya Shuo withdrew his hand in time, and the dark blue uniform skirt slowly fell down and covered Ling's knees again, "I joined the Sports Committee."

"You said it," Zero reminded.

"I joined the Sports Committee." Utsunomiya Shuo repeated.

"..." Ling paused, "You joined the Sports Committee." "Yes." Utsunomiya Shuo responded.

"Is it a lot of work?" Zero asked calmly.

"Not bad." said Utsunomiya Shuo.

"What are you going to do?" Zero asked again.

"I'm not sure either," Utsunomiya Shuo stared at the branches above his head, "It seems that all I have to do is listen to what others say."

"Is the work done?" Zero asked.

"I guess so." Zhuo himself wasn't sure.

"That's the last thing you want me to help you with?" Zero asked.

"That's it."

"What about the afternoon?"

"Ah."

"Are you listening to me?"

"Ah."

Zero was silent for a moment, and then gently touched the knee of Utsunomiya Shuo with his leg.

"I'm really listening, but I'm not sure myself," Utsunomiya Shuo said weakly, "It seems that it's okay without me. To put it bluntly, I'm just a messenger."

Zero thought for a moment and said, "It's the same with everything. Countless tiny parts perform their respective functions and form a social collective."

"I know." Zhuo's eyes stayed on it, he smiled softly, and then asked, "You don't have a job this time?"

At last year's sports festival, Zero was also the leader of one of the teams.

However, the division method has changed this year, and she is in the same class as Kanda, so she naturally doesn't have to do the job of team leader.

even so.

Zhuo also didn't believe that those people would "let go" of their Queen.

"I will be in charge of the opening speech at the sports festival." Zero answered calmly.

"Do you want to write it yourself?" Zhuo asked.

"Yeah." Zero nodded.

"awesome."

The total number of students in the Central University is about 2,000. At that time, this number of students formed six square formations, and they looked at the same person on the stage in a mighty and orderly manner.

Thousands of pairs of gleaming eyes~ Giving a speech in that kind of atmosphere... But even so, I guess Zero still wouldn't think there was anything wrong.

"That's true." Zero said.

It seems that he accidentally spoke his true feelings again.

Then, Zero looked at him and asked, "When will it be?"

Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "Just like usual, we can just rush there during class time. We are all students anyway."

"Is this so?"

"Yes."

Utsunomiya Shuo and Zero both looked towards the azure blue sky in the distance.

The pair of crows circling in the sky finally got tired. They flapped their wings and landed on a branch of the camphor tree above their heads. They hopped to find a cool place and began to take a nap.

But after squinting for a while, it suddenly opened its eyes and flapped its wings to fly again.

It flew around the camphor tree twice, then stopped in the air somewhere, stretched out its slender beak, and pecked down a cicada that it had always thought was noisy but was hiding very deeply.

The innocent cicada fell on the tiles on the side and did not move, as if it was playing dead.

Zero just glanced there and then looked away.

Utsunomiya Shuo looked at her.

Zhuo suddenly realized that the color of the sky seemed to be completely different from Ling's eyes.

The blue in Zero's eyes was lighter, clearer, and better looking.

"I kind of understand why girls are so enthusiastic about you."

"What?" Zero asked.

"Not afraid of bugs," said Utsunomiya Shuo. After all, the cicada fell on Zero's side, not far away. "... and it can also help to unscrew the bottle cap."

"..." Ling tilted his head to look at him. A gust of wind happened to blow by, bringing a hint of coolness, and also blew away Ling's hair that was spread on his shoulders, revealing his fair and slender neck, "...It's not twisted anymore now."

"That's it." Utsunomiya Shuo nodded, his eyes wandering around every corner of the school.

The weather in summer is too hot, the plastic track is dry and hot, and you can feel the heat through your shoes when you step on it.

The surging heat wave spread in the air, giving people the illusion that their vision was distorted. The light was distorted and made the ground dazzling, as if it was going to burn the entire central university to a crisp inside and out.

It was actually a bit hot under the tree.

"what's on your mind."

Ling said lightly, she raised her hand and hesitated for a moment, but finally she gently wiped away the sweat on Zhuo's forehead.

Utsunomiya Shuo maintained his posture of supporting himself with his arms and looking up at the sky without moving.

"Thought nothing."

Zhuo really didn't think about anything.

"Your Royal Highness."

After hearing what Utsunomiya Shuo said, Ling was stunned for a rare moment. The wind stopped, and her hair fell down, covering half of her face, leaving only one deep blue eye looking at Utsunomiya Shuo, "This identity is fake, I am not a descendant of the Romanov family."

"I know." Utsunomiya Shuo turned to look at her, "Renata Yevgeniya Chicherina, this was your name before 1991."

Zero was silent for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment.

She was not surprised that Utsunomiya Shuo knew this, and Utsunomiya Shuo had also pronounced this name before.

"Why are you saying this suddenly?" Zero asked.

Zhuo looked at her for two seconds and then looked away.

He continued to stare at the sky in a daze, "…Nothing, just a sudden thought."

Zero continued to stare at his profile, his gaze lingering for a few seconds before nodding thoughtfully.

A gust of wind blew by, and the heat wave dissipated a little again, and there was a rare coolness under the tree.

The temperature is slowly dropping.

Utsunomiya Shuo squinted his eyes comfortably and suddenly wanted to go home immediately. This kind of job was indeed not suitable for him, and he didn't like doing these things.

It's troublesome and boring.

"Do you know everything?"

Suddenly, Zero's voice came to my ears.

Utsunomiya Shuo regained consciousness, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm not as powerful as you think. I'm just an ordinary person with an exception... that's all."

"Ah."

Ling nodded, not caring whether he could see it or not, then she looked into the distance and said lightly.

"You can sleep for a while, I'll call you when the time comes."

Utsunomiya Shuo glanced at her weakly. Zero was still looking at the playground in the distance.

So he turned his head back, moved his body towards her, and then naturally put his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zero remained motionless.

Only when she was sure that the hot breath that came from time to time had become even and long did she sigh softly and then lightly changed her posture.

First, he held Zhuo's head with his palm and placed it on his thigh. Then he took out a small palm-leaf fan from somewhere, looked up at the tall buildings at the end of the horizon, and fanned the air intermittently.

The fallen cicada quietly got up and climbed up the tree trunk again.

Just as it was about to squeak, a piece of mud accurately stuck to the tree.

The white clouds in the sky quickened their pace, moving from one end to the other.

The sunlight gradually softened, no longer violent, and was replaced by a hazy golden glow.

The students passing by saw this scene and their voices became much lower. I don’t know if it was because of Zero’s aura, but they spoke in low voices and then secretly took photos with their mobile phones.

Ling ignored them and continued to stare into the distance in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

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