The melodious bell rang, followed by a burst of noise, and a short break began.

"Kashiwahara, let's go and buy some water?"

"Ah, you have to call me for things like buying water." Kashiwahara stood up helplessly, "Let's go."

"Hey hey hey, it's boring on the road."

The two of them walked down the stairs. The vending machine was on the other side of the building. It only took two or three minutes.

"But Kashiwahara, I heard that you joined the literature club?"

"yes."

"That's great." Masato Yamazaki made an envious voice:

"I heard that the director is a classmate of the organ, and Asaha, the rich daughter, is also a member of the literature club. Damn it, you kid, with two beauties accompanying you, I guess the light novel romantic comedy is already unfolding in the literature club, right? Ah, I

I hate it so much, why am I not as good at flirting with girls as you are!"

"hehe."

In response to Yamazaki's envy and hatred, he echoed with a smile, full of desolation.

The unfolding of a romantic comedy? Sorry, those two beautiful girls didn’t pay any attention to me, a beautiful boy from Kyoto.

The complete miserable life of the lower class residents of the Literature Club.

"My status in the literature club is not as high as that of Bochi." Kashiwahara waved his hand feebly and threw a hundred yen coin casually. It rolled crisply into the pipe, and then a bottle of plum soda simply fell down.

"Who's Porky?"

Yamazaki asked out of curiosity, slipped a coin in and took out a bottle of winter melon juice.

"Pochi is a cat." Kashiwahara glanced at him and said.

"Hehehe..." Yamazaki couldn't help laughing and almost choked on his drink:

"It's not a male cat, is it?"

"A few months old female kitten."

"Hey, don't be discouraged. It's just a cat. How dare you compete with our big brother Kashiwahara for favor? Hurry, take back the hearts of beautiful girls and let them favor you again!"

"Don't."

Masato Yamazaki firmly encouraged Kashiwahara to stay away. Although the beautiful girl is good, you still have to see who she is.

One has such a venomous tongue that you doubt your life and undermines your self-confidence in all aspects, while the other is a young lady who smiles lightly but may want to take your life at any time.

When dealing with them, Kashiwahara was completely at a disadvantage.

"Hey, isn't that Izumi-kun?!"

Just as he was about to step up the stairs, Masato Yamazaki pointed in a direction in surprise.

In the corner of the first floor, a rather handsome boy looked lovingly at the cute girl in front of him:

"Izumi-san, from the day I saw you, I knew that you were the one who belonged to me in this life."

‘Damn, it’s so oily!’

Yamazaki Masato secretly exclaimed, wondering if this guy's confession would come true. If so, we could learn something, so he took Kashiwahara and hid not far away, on the quiet first floor, where he could hear the conversation clearly.

It's really helpless. He, Kashiwahara, has no interest in asking about Izumi Ryoka. Whether she is confessed to or interacts with others, it is none of his business.

"so what?"

Izumi Ryoka, who was well dressed and put on light makeup, was as pure and charming as ever, and she said with a little impatience at this time.

"Please date me, Izumi-san! I will definitely make you happy!"

The handsome boy shouted excitedly, but in response, there was a disdainful chuckle.

I saw the love letter he had written in Izumi Ryoka's hand. Her fingers with light pink manicure gently tore the love letter into four pieces and threw it coldly into the boy's arms:

"That's enough, let's do this kind of farce with your schoolmates."

The boy stood there in astonishment, looking at Izumi's charming back reluctantly, and shouted:

"Izumi-kun! I really like you. I know you don't believe me, but I will prove it to you!"

However, Izumi Ryoka ignored him and didn't even look at him.

"Let's go."

Confessions end with regret. I don’t know how many of them have happened in this world on this day, this hour, this minute.

Seeing Izumi Ryoka going up the stairs and seemingly bumping into some girls, Kashiwara Kiyaki looked away and told Yamazaki to leave.

"Ah, Izumi-kun is really popular. After all, he is so innocent and cute~ It's a pity."

I don’t know what Yamazaki is feeling sorry for.

"Kashiwahara, are you really out of ideas?" he asked again. It was strange that he was the one who advised Baihara to be careful before.

"without."

"what a pity."

"There are countless women in the world who can make your heart beat. There is nothing to be sorry for."

"Yes." Yamazaki thought about it and nodded.

——

An unpretentious day passed, and Kashiwahara did not need to go to the Literary Mutual Aid Club every day. Although the organ was probably there, Kashiwahara only had to attend work three times a week.

Maybe it will take four times, maybe it will take two. Anyway, a three-person club is not that formal.

Pochi has officially settled in the Literary Mutual Aid Club and no longer needs Kashiwara's supervision. Perhaps this is the reason why Asaha didn't call Kashiwahara to the Literary Club in the past two days.

Oh, a fickle woman.

Kashiwahara scolded him, probably because he had spent more time with Qian Yu and Qian Yu, Poch no longer resisted. In addition, Qian and Rinne came to feed cat food and shovel poop. Poch would lie down next to the two girls to rest from time to time.

Although not yet ready to be hugged.

At night, Pochi was kept in a mobile classroom. Fortunately, he didn't cry or fuss, and only designated the mobile classroom as his own territory. Asaha even bought a solid wood cat climbing frame. When he learned that this item cost 150,000 yen, Kashiwahara

The face turned black, the evil noble.

"It's useless for a cat to climb a frame. If you talk to Pochi, he will naturally return to my arms. Communication is more useful than bribery." Kashiwahara muttered. As the only two-legged beast that can communicate with Pochi, he still has an advantage.

When I go home with Pochi in my arms, do I just go home with two beautiful girls in my arms?

Kashiwahara shook his head, driving out the dangerous thoughts from his mind, it would kill someone - there was no ambiguity in this sentence.

"Kashiwara!"

Kashiwahara turned his head and met Yamazaki's pitiful eyes, confused.

"I'm on duty today, Kashiwahara, my dear Kashiwahara, the best Kashiwahara~"

"Speak to me properly, or I'll leave." Kashiwahara was disgusted by Yamazaki's coquettishness.

"Okay, I won't say any more!" Masato Yamazaki chuckled, "It's better to have Kashiwahara. Brother, I'll treat you to a croquette later!"

After helping Yamazaki clean up the class, at about 3:30 in the afternoon, Yamazaki had something to do with the club, so he asked Kashihara to wait for him to eat croquettes.

However, Kashiwahara was not interested in waiting for a long time for a piece of croquette, so he said hello and prepared to leave.

At four o'clock, there should not be many people in the teaching building, but Kashiwahara was walking in the stairwell when he heard a familiar voice coming from upstairs.

I didn't want to worry about it, but as soon as I thought about it, I slowly walked up the stairs.

Soon, several girls gathered at the door of the toilet, surrounding a familiar figure.

It is Izumi Ryoka.

"Asuka-kun likes a bitch like you, it's really annoying."

"Hey, Izumi-senpai, I don't see any respect from my seniors at all!"

These girls wore jackets around their waists, had exaggerated hairstyles, and wore colorful stockings. They looked very fancy. They were probably delinquent girls or too young girls. They told Izumi Ryoka unceremoniously.

"What on earth do you want to say?"
Chapter completed!