Shame, shame.

He was so poor that he could barely make a sound.

As long as you know what you're doing, it's fine to admit it once in a while. Tsurugi Ryuju discovered something strange. The more people try to hide their shortcomings, the easier it is to expose them. If you admit it openly, you'll find that you're not good enough.

It would give people the illusion of modesty.

Okay,

Actually, it was not something she discovered on her own. It was a rare 'simple life lesson' that came from a philosophical Ikebukuro b * stard.

"So,

I'm really poor, "she said sadly.

She said worriedly, "I can only consider buying new clothes once a month. Basically, I choose from the discount street signs. I often see Nike, New Balance, Adidas, and the like, but I've never tried them myself."

"Because I'm not good at cooking,

I usually eat at the school cafeteria.

But Yokohama is really expensive,

I can only eat meat once or twice a week. "

"I also like to drink milk, but milk is a very luxurious drink.

If I drink it every day, it will cost me a lot in a month.

I don't have the courage to bear the burden.

So, when I was in first grade,

I was almost taken away by a senior who was willing to buy me milk every day. "

The girl's expression and tone were sincere.

Her whole body seemed to glow like a weak female lead in a drama.

It was a pure white, soft, bright and holy light. She gazed into your eyes as she spoke, a light infinitely strengthened by the will of the bearer, capable of awakening the deepest feelings of empathy and compassion in almost any human being's heart.

"… Don't say anymore." The red-haired boy collapsed on the table and raised his dying hand to wave it off.

"I'll pay for this meal."

When he said that, he was reminded of how much of his wallet he had lost that day.

He felt like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be cut.

White bubbles came out of his mouth. "But I'm still curious."

He sat up again, and the clear purple eyes blinked. Even though there was a large bubble coming out of his mouth, it did not affect the clarity of his speech. "That super rich Atobe is also willing to part with you.

Why did you break up? "

"Let's turn the clock back to three hours ago."

"I'll buy it for you." Keigo Atobe was silent for a second before making the decision.

"No way."

She refused without even thinking about it. She pulled his hand away from her waist. She knew that the third floor of the department store was indeed too difficult for him, so she considerately added, "I can't afford it here, and you don't want to go there. Why don't we go back home and find our own mothers?"

"Didn't Auntie go abroad?" She calmly let go of his hand.

"Uh, I mean, you look for your mother, and I'll look for my brother." She straightened her clothes.

"I remember that you said last week that you hoped that the typhoon in the Yellow Sea would wreak havoc and the flight would be delayed for ten thousand years so that you would never see your younger brother again."

"How can you take a woman's words seriously?"

Seeing that the topic was about to deviate to another direction, the young man, who already had a somewhat helpless expression on his face, pulled it back. "Let me lend you some money."

Before the arrogant and willful girl could find another reason to reject him, he tilted his head and said, "I'll give you a limit of one million yen. You can return it whenever you want."

She stared blankly at his beautiful purplish-gray hair brushing his white jade-like face. 'Although he's definitely not acting cute, suddenly tilting his head is simply against the rules.' The girl, who was thinking this sentence in her heart, was distracted and missed the best opportunity to refute.

"It's decided then, hmm." The young master said with satisfaction.

"Let's go back to three hours and fifteen minutes ago."

The exquisitely handsome boy tilted his head slightly and looked in her direction. Their eyes met, which had just landed on his body.

There was clearly a distance between them, but as if it was an illusion, she could see her own reflection in his dark blue eyes that were as dark as ink.

It must be an illusion, she thought in her heart.

Then, a smile slowly appeared on the tip of his brows and the reflection in the bottom of his eyes was stirred up, and there was a sparkling light.

Thump, thump, thump.

Lilo Tsurumi's heart was beating like a drum. She lowered her head and slowly walked towards him.

"Four hours and twenty minutes ago."

She walked out of the room with a complicated feeling in her heart. She held a short scarf in her hand and wrapped it around herself as she walked. Akira Tsurumi, who had just walked out of the living room and threw the trash in his hand into the trash bin on the side of the walkway — of course, the trash referred to the empty strawberry milk carton — was stunned, "Are you going out?"

After that, he asked with a face full of guilt and worry, "Sister, if I do something wrong and take the initiative to confess to you, can you not hit me?"

"Okay."

Lilo Tsurumi stopped walking. She pulled the hem of her clothes and looked at him with tolerance, "What did you do?"

The delicate-looking boy used his right index finger to scratch his cheek and said softly, "When I was playing on your computer in the morning, I found that there was a website that was frequently viewed. I was curious and clicked on it to have a look. It was a school-oriented forum."

Speaking of this, he carefully observed Lilo Tsurumi's expression — it was still full marks of tolerance and understanding. His eyes began to subtly wander, "Then I accidentally cracked your account and password. I spent some time looking at all your browsing history and posting records.

When you talked to me just now, I kept thinking about this matter and kept feeling uneasy … Sister?

Sister? "

"… Stay by my side, Akira Tsurumi." A sentence without rhyme or reason.

The boy who was suddenly called out revealed a "?"

Before Tsurugi's puzzled expression, Tsurugi didn't know when Tsurugi had raised her two hands. One of her hands pressed on the other's knuckles, making a 'ka-da' ka-da 'sound, and then switched again. The' ka-da 'ka-da' sound was incessant, making people's teeth ache.

She showed an extremely gentle smile, "Don't go back to China. If I can't beat you up anytime and anywhere, I'll feel very bad, brother."

"Then, let's start the story again with this as the starting point."

"A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists!!!"

"You can't get married like this!!

You won't be able to find any husband!!! "

"Are you going on a date?!

Are you going on a date with Narcissus?!!

You can go on a date with someone else!!

Your hair is messy!!!! "

"Sister!

I'm sorry, I was wrong!!

Forgive me!!! "

"Ah!!!!!"

Five minutes after the last scream came to an abrupt end, Tsuru saw Lilu calmly walk out of the house, as if there was nothing different about her.

She had spent a lot of effort and time on Akira Tsurumi, so she should be late — but it didn't matter. If the other party asked, she would just say that she was looking for a time machine.

Anyway, he would never care about such trivial matters.

As she walked, she couldn't help but recall that there should be no other strange records on the forum except for Narcissus, Black Panther, and the memory posts of that idiot Xiaohuang. If "100 Ways to Seduce a Guy — The Highest Level of Seduction" didn't count.

There was also "The Secret of Peaceful Breakup, Become Friends with Your Ex".

There was also "Elegantly Reject the Guy Who Keeps Pestering You".

There was also "Tell You What's Going On in His Heart".

… She should have been more ruthless just now. Beating him to death was the safest way.

The tall, slender, and beautiful girl walked through the crowd expressionlessly as she thought about what seemed to be very scary things.

Suddenly, there was a "ding dong" in her pocket. She lowered her head and took out her phone.

[Do you want to play with the dance machine?

There's a new store opening sale here ☆]

Sender (Note): My Little Brother

She slowed down her pace and pressed her finger on the screen for a while before replying:

[I'm on my way to meet your department head … I really want to die and stand him up.]

But to stand him up in such a way, the price seemed a bit too high.

The reply from the other side was shockingly fast (after all, he was a message maniac who was constantly pressing on her phone):

[Hey, do you need to tell him that I'm looking for you to play, so I don't have time to meet him?]

So loyal!!

I didn't spoil you for nothing!!!

She was instantly moved. Just as she was about to reply that she understood his intentions but didn't need him to be her shield, her phone rang again and she received two new messages.

[No, no, no, no, no, don't say it. I still want to live a little longer!]

[Please don't!!!]

Lilo Tsurumi: …

The frequency of the messages chasing her could be calculated in seconds:

[You didn't say it right?!

Don't do this to me!!!]

[Reply!!!]

You're typing so fast, there's no way I can reply to you in time!

She felt that all her previous gratitude was in vain. She took a deep breath and suppressed her unhappiness as she replied:

[I'm almost there. I won't talk to you anymore. Find someone else to play with you. Have fun ☆]

She was so touched. If not for the fact that this country didn't have such an award, she would have written a recommendation letter for herself online.

Not long after that, she ran into the young man Keigo Atobe, who was waiting for her, and was dragged to the seventh floor of Patio. They had a series of 'I'll buy it for you' and 'I don't want it' arguments. 'Then, he tossed two large bags of stuff into the Atobe family's car and asked the driver to send them safely to Tsurumi's house. Of course, in the end, it was the old man who paid for it.

"You'd better go home," the black-haired girl said firmly. "Don't waste too much time on me."

The young man, who had been refused by her with a righteous expression as if he were a revolutionary making a speech before his death, made no response to this, but took her by the hand.

"I like to go shopping alone. I don't buy anything, just look around. You must have a hard time with this kind of unglamorous behavior."

She rubbed the red marks that she had left on her palm when she insisted on carrying the shopping bags on her own.

"Furthermore, I don't go to the stores or the branded stores. I like to go to the discount section and the street stalls."

After the marks slowly disappeared, he squeezed his palms and fingertips.

"Sigh, actually, I don't really want to go shopping. I just want to go for a jog to exercise my body. It's so ugly to jog in the afternoon. I won't burden you."

Maintaining the action of squeezing her hand, he raised his eyes to glance at her.

"… Yue Ren told me to go play with the dance machine."

Indifferently, he lowered his eyes again.

He saw that Lilu was about to break down because of him. She held his hand and pulled him to where the driver was waiting. "Go back, go back. You have so much homework. If you spend half a day with me, I don't know how long you'll have to stay up.

You have to take care of your body as the heir of a big family. "

The young man, who had been 'refusing to cooperate', finally showed some reaction. When he raised his face, there was clear unwillingness at the bottom of his eyes. "I …"

"That super rich Atobe is willing to part with you as well, right?

Why did you break up? "

'Yes, why did you break up? '

"Once I think about leaving the country, I feel like the time I have to see you is decreasing by the minute."

Keigo Atobe frowned slightly. Her reflection was reflected in his dark blue eyes. Then he raised his hand to caress the side of her face.

"The breakup is only temporary, right?" he said matter-of-factly.

But Lilo Tsurumi looked at him quietly for two seconds before choosing to answer honestly. "I don't know.

You're going to be gone for so long, and I'm a fickle woman. Perhaps you won't like me after the novelty wears off. "

"Furthermore," she said matter-of-factly, "I still think Adonis is more important."

Ignoring the man's darkened face, she continued to drag him out with a smile. "Let's go, Driver Uncle No. 2 is looking forward to seeing you.

Goodbye, friend. Goodbye, friend. Goodbye, friend. Goodbye, friend. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye! "She started to sing.

The young man, who had been tormented until he lost his temper, followed her lead and walked forward before turning back to look at her. Lilo Tsurumi quickly waved at him happily.

Keigo Atobe was speechless.

It wasn't until she watched him get into his private car that Tsurugi Lilu finally retracted her gaze. She was clearly unhappy and a little resentful as the car drove away that Tsurugi Lilu retracted her gaze.

How could she not be sad?

They had been fighting for so long.

They had not contacted each other for three days, and he had forgiven her so easily. It made her feel like she was being too stubborn. But there was something about him that made him unable to tolerate her mentioning other men.

If only we didn't break up. This thought appeared in her mind, but she quickly suppressed it.

No, no, that was not a rational thought. He was going to be gone for three years or even longer!

They were destined to be separated for such a long time. Combined with the distance, it was not realistic to hold onto him and not let go.

… So how rational and realistic did one have to be in a relationship?

Lilo Tsurumi's thoughts seemed to have wandered into an unsolvable situation. She stood there and thought for a long time. It was not until some passersby looked at her that she realized she could not stand there like a fool.