Chapter 181, Lying on the Sofa I (First Update)
August 8st, strictly speaking, cannot be considered the first day of school in the new semester.

After a class speech, seat selection, and announcements, you can disperse.

School ends before lunch.

After a long time, Zhuo chose a bicycle to travel again... Speaking of which, the bicycle he bought was left in his hometown. At that time, Ling said that she could transport it here. Now she is gone, and the bicycle is naturally left in Izu... He went to a convenience store along the route he had not taken for a long time and bought a bento to take home - this kind of thing has not been done for a long time. Since he met Ling, Zhuo basically said goodbye to convenience stores. Because when he found that he needed something, Ling could always take it out from some magical corner.

After dinner, Zhuo lazily curled up on the sofa.

Now he could once again occupy the entire sofa to himself, and his posture was no longer restricted to lying sideways - he could just lie there horizontally.

After the summer vacation, many people in the class seemed to have changed. I don’t know if it was his illusion, but everyone seemed very happy.

Even though there was one less person in the class, and everyone used to secretly look at her during breaks... now that she was gone, no one was affected.

Be happy when you should be happy.

It's time to joke.

"So, your popularity is really bad."

Zhuo put one hand on his forehead, sighed for a missing person, and slowly closed his eyes.

The sudden start of the new semester...it can't be said to be a sudden start, it's just that he felt it was sudden...it made Zhuo a little tired and a little uncomfortable, coupled with the unique tiredness after eating, and the quiet environment without any sound...Zhuo fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

In the past year, it really didn’t make much difference to Zhuo whether school started or not.

When he returned to being alone, left his parents' home and lived alone in Tokyo, he finally felt this gap.

At the beginning, Zhuo also rented a house in Tokyo alone.

At that time, he felt unrestrained and very comfortable!

Do whatever you want to do, and don’t do what you don’t want to do.

Simply heaven!

Now I am back to this kind of life again, but the feeling is completely different.

There was a square blue pillow on the inside of the sofa at his feet, the tableware was packed and organized in the kitchen, the clothesline on the balcony was folded up, the TV in front of him was off... every aspect was touching upon his emotions.

For Zhuo, these minor details don't make him so sensitive, and he doesn't usually think about them.

——People only get sick when it’s late at night and everyone is a sunny and cheerful boy during the day.

Now is the time to get sick.

It can also be called epilepsy.

Those things are like bubbles floating on the water, disappearing as soon as they appear.

It wasn't that sad actually, the sting was just a little bit.

——Boundary line——

"Eco! This is eco! Just rush and plant the bomb to win."

(Village Boysи DJ Blyatman…)
(Rush! Rush! Whoever is afraid of the fire is the son——)
(Go, go, go! I'm on first, brothers, I'm dead, cars behind, cars behind!!!)
The headset is filled with the shouts of my CS:GO teammates, in front of me is a 27-inch LCD screen, I hold a mouse, and the keyboard makes clacking sounds...

Above is a single bed with integrated desk and bed, and the computer desk is embedded under the bed.

There are four such beds in total, filling the entire student apartment.

There were not many people in the apartment, only Utsunomiya Shuo was sitting here alone... I remembered that it was class time and all the roommates had gone to class. As for why he didn't go? I forgot the reason, but he just didn't go.

(B-little is coming, B-little——)
"Don't scream, don't scream, I'll take action. Keep quiet, OK?"

The T character was hiding behind a pillar. There were still three CTs on the opposite side, and his four crappy teammates had already laid out their positions, leaving him alone. The good news was that the bomb had been placed, so they won the game...

Zhuo didn't have a big gun, and didn't even buy armor. He only had a Groot pistol in his hand; while CT had a MA, a sniper rifle, and an AK given by the T side.

You can't fight hard.

He chose to go around the pillar to buy time, leaving it to fate and the IQ of the CT team to decide whether the C4 could explode... Then, the phone rang at an inopportune time.

"The servant is dead and the thoughts are empty and the heart is empty -"

Zhuo frowned, glanced at the white iPhone 4S at hand, and chose not to pay attention.

You can answer the call later, but you will be scolded if you lose the game.

Accompanied by an inappropriate cell phone ringtone, Zhuo controlled the character to hide, waiting for the sound of unpacking to be heard and then came out to attack the person unpacking the package. He didn't want to kill him, just to interrupt him.

Didi——show up.

boom--

G.

(Ouch, I told you there is a sniper!)
"Oh, thank you for your reminder..."

(Forget it, forget it, draw your guns...blah blah blah——)
"Pause for a moment. I have a call."

(Okay, go ahead.)
"One minute."

Only then did Utsunomiya Zhuo put down his headphones and picked up the familiar yet unfamiliar iPhone 4S at hand... During the time when he was circling the pillar, the phone rang all the time, and it continued until he picked up the phone, and the dial waiting time had just passed.

The call was interrupted.

Zhuo tapped the screen.

Caller ID: Mom.

I thought about it and realized that I haven't been in any trouble recently. Even if I skipped classes occasionally, I controlled it so that it would not affect my university graduation credits. Why did he call again?

Now, Utsunomiya Shuo is in his third year of college. With excellent grades in the language department, he was admitted to the Department of Foreign Languages ​​at the University of Tokyo, majoring in Chinese.

He is very professional in this area.

When my parents heard the news, they were so happy that they almost cried.

He's not bragging. With Utsunomiya Shuo's current bilingual level, he can graduate right away and become a translator... He's just afraid that others will look down on him and not accept him.

Tap the phone screen and call back.

Drip—drip—

A clear female voice came from the phone: The phone is busy...

Thinking about the previous situation again, it means that my mother was also calling me and they bumped into each other, so both of them were on the phone.

Hang up the voice and choose to wait this time.

Sure enough, in less than three seconds, the phone rang again.

connected.

Place it next to your ear.

"Moshimoshi~Mom." Zhuo leaned back in his chair and saw that the computer screen had started the countdown to pause.

1：32~1：31~1：30……

"What are you doing and why did you answer the phone just now—"

As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard Sa Chiko's angry questioning in a very stern tone.

This made Zhuo a little confused and puzzled.

Sa Chiko rarely loses her temper like this, or even almost never. At home, Zhuo and her father are very lenient with her, so they get along very well.

Even if I didn't answer the phone in time, this shouldn't have happened.

　Thanks to brother 20230425011814941 for the 300-point reward.

　　Thanks to brother Wuwangzhian for the 100-point reward.

　　Thank you for your monthly tickets and recommendations.

　　Thanks for reading.

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　　Let me tell you, if I say I won’t write, then I won’t write. Don’t use a knife to go back to the past.

　　Once the emotional tone goes up, it is difficult to come down.

　　The result is that it becomes boring in the end.

　　The main theme of this book is relaxed and everyday.

　　As for the climax of the event, I guess it will be left to the story of Long San later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)