Chapter 2, I'm a gangster

Having said that,
Even if we put aside Zero's special identity,
It is a very troublesome thing to have a relationship with a beautiful girl like her. Zhuo will definitely be envied and isolated by the boys around him, right?

Although Zhuo had been a human in two lives, he didn't care much about this.

But this will undoubtedly disturb his peaceful high school life... As a person who has experienced it, Zhuo knows one thing very well, that is, how wonderful life is in college, and he cherishes it very much.

——Every second of lying down is precious.

He didn't want his peaceful life to be ruined by these trivial matters.

But this is just talk, just personal opinion, similar to YY or daydreaming.

It was already very difficult for an average high school boy to have a relationship with Zero, or even talk to him. If they could get close just because they were classmates, it wouldn't be so hard for the boys who had a crush on her.

By the way,
In Zhuo's opinion, the charm of the opposite sex does not mean romantic feelings, the two are not the same.

Whether it is Zero or Yamamoto, they are both the kind of beautiful girls that are suitable for appreciation from afar, to feast your eyes, and to keep you in a good mood.

Jingle Bell--

The get out of class bell rang.

Zhuo got up and left without hesitation, not wanting to stay even a second longer.

By the way, his sports performance is just average, and he is totally not Long Aotian's type.

The two of them talked as they walked.

"Want to eat curry again?" Ren hurried to follow.

"You love curry too much. You've been eating it for three years, but you're not tired of it yet? And it's not good for your body to always eat the same kind of food, even though the onions and carrots in curry are very nutritious... How about trying eel rice today? Or udon noodles would be fine too."

Ren advised.

Zhuo and he have been classmates since junior high school. At the beginning, they didn't have a very good relationship, but later, for some reason, this guy became close to him.

In school, Zhuo doesn't try to build relationships deliberately.

That's so tiring!

I lived my previous life so cautiously, so I will take it easy in this life... Neither take the initiative, nor refuse.

As for preferences for the opposite sex, Ren meets all his requirements except for gender.

He is caring but not annoying, he always likes to be followed but he is very sensible, he is not outstanding in appearance but not ugly, and he is good at housework... but it's a pity that he is also a boy.

Let's talk about curry.

Zhuo doesn't like curry, but Japanese eating habits. He has been trying to get used to it for more than ten years, but still can't get used to it. Just to mention one thing: pouring raw eggs on rice, Zhuo can't stand it.

Not to mention natto and the ubiquitous lentils.

Curry is better. It becomes exactly the same as rice after mixing it.

As for the instant jelly and fried noodle bread from the convenience store?
Zhuo can only say...it's just average.

"The curry is pretty good." said Zhuo.

"You can't always have curry, right? You're already in high school, why don't you change your taste?" Ren asked with concern.

"Then... pork chop rice?" Zhuo thought for a moment and added, "If you bring a lunch box, I'd be happy to exchange with you."

"Oh, never mind. Two years ago I decided not to bring lunch boxes to school anymore. Do you know why?" Ren immediately changed his words.

"Okay, hurry up and change your clothes. The curry rice we ordered first has the least onions." Zhuo did not answer his question. Of course he knew why.

Because of Zhuo, Ren ate curry for half a year in his second year of junior high school.

"You bastard—" Ren clenched his fists in accusation.

Then we started changing into school uniforms.

Neon High School has to change into sports uniforms during physical education class, which makes Zhuo very painful.

Three minutes later, Zhuo and Ren were walking in the corridor leading to the school cafeteria. Opposite them, a large group of girls were walking towards them.

Surrounded by the girls was the expressionless transfer student, Rei Razumovskaya Romanov.

Zhuo and his friends stopped and stood aside to make way.

In fact, there is no need to do so. They can just go their separate ways and pass each other... But Ren will not let go of such a good opportunity to observe the sweaty current JK up close.

Zhuo was forced!
He doesn't want to watch it at all!
not at all!
...Zhuo's eyes swept across the girls' rosy thighs, and finally stopped on a pair of slender legs that were so white that they were almost transparent. There was no sign of redness on the skin due to strenuous exercise, and the smooth and white skin looked like it grew up in milk.

White sneakers, fragile ankles,

Even though Zhuo has already looked at it with a critical eye, he still has to admit that
——He could lick these legs for a year.

Zhuo didn't stare at it, he just looked at it for two seconds at most...well, three seconds, no more.

Staring at a girl's thighs is impolite. Looking at her once is instinctive, but looking at her all the time is hooliganism.

Immediately, Zhuo raised his head,

Facing the gaze of classmate Nomanov at -200 degrees Celsius,
Zhuo shuddered all over, as if his blood had frozen.

The two groups of people passed each other.

Behind them, the girls' chirping voices became smaller and smaller, and farther and farther away.

Zhuo was still standing there without moving.

My mind is still lingering on the scene of looking into those cold ice-blue eyes, and I am stunned.

"..."

It's over, I'm a hooligan.

"Zhuo? Zhuo? Utsunomiya?" Ren pushed Utsunomiya Zhuo twice.

Zhuo came back to his senses and turned to look at him blankly: "...It's okay, let's go."

Ren nodded and continued to walk to the cafeteria together.

Lunch was still curry, and Ren chose udon noodles. He kept mumbling to himself, but Zhuo didn't really listen.

Zhuo said that everything was fine, but actually he still had some problems.

He kept thinking: Do I owe her money?
This "she" naturally refers to classmate Romanov.

Zhuo clearly understood this concept when he looked into her eyes, as if he owed her tens of millions of yen!

Well, it’s wrong for him to keep staring at other people’s thighs when he meets them.

Zhuo was not like this in the past. He always had the good habit of looking at a girl's eyes first. If the other party didn't look at him, he would look at her legs.

He made a mistake this time, and it was his fault.

But putting the facts aside, was there nothing wrong with her looking at her classmates with such a cold gaze?

Zhuo watched "The Dragon Tribe" when he was in high school in his previous life. According to his experience, that was more than 20 years ago.

Therefore, his memory about Zero was a little fuzzy.

However, the general impression is still that of "three no's".

So... Zero's coldness might not be a sign of anger, but her normal state?
Zhuo can't be sure.

But this is also a good thing. No matter whether the coldness is directed at oneself or is directed at everyone equally, it means that the other party is not targeting oneself.

This made Zhuo, who had always hoped to live a peaceful life, feel relieved.

　This book is not about knives, but about the daily life of love.

　　I want to find a knife to go to my previous book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)