Chapter 1: Question, how should beautiful girls and eyes match?
[Warm reminder: This book is purely about daily romance, has many female protagonists, and has no fighting plot. 】
A light breeze blew through the elevated corridor, and Aikawa Yusheng's bangs trembled slightly in front of his eyes. A petal swayed across his left ear and caressed his cheek, attracting his attention.
His sight was captured, and the cherry blossom trees in the school were blooming brightly. On one of the trees, the morning light filtered through the layers of petals, casting shadows under the tree. The benches below were already covered with petals.
A young girl sat there, quietly biting a rice ball.
The school uniform was as close-fitting as if it had been tailor-made, perfectly outlines the curves of the body, the skin was so white that it was shiny, and the legs under the skirt were straight and slender - just sitting there, she became an unforgettable scenery.
The cherry blossom tree is, and so is she.
The sight has weight. After a few seconds, the girl looked up at Aikawa Yusheng. Her facial features were exquisite and moving, interpreting her flawlessness.
In this day and age, it would be impolite to look at someone presumptuously.
Thinking of this, Aikawa Yusheng smiled apologetically, and was about to mouth "Sorry", but found that the other party had already turned his head and continued to deal with the rice balls.
Touching his nose with his hand, Aikawa Yusheng blinked awkwardly at his reflection in the silver-clad armrest, then found it interesting, shook his head and chuckled, turned on his phone, and continued to search for his destination.
"It turns out it's on the third floor. I thought I couldn't find it for a long time." Looking at the 'First Grade Class A' sign hanging on the door not far away, Aikawa Yushang breathed a sigh of relief, "The road here is really too complicated."
The back door was relatively close and ajar, and entering through the front door would inevitably attract the attention of a large number of classmates. Aikawa Yusheng did not hesitate to choose to enter the classroom through the back door.
There was a mixture of liveliness and silence in the classroom. Some people gathered in a circle and had a heated discussion, as if they had known each other before, while others sat quietly, but their eyes were also full of joy for their first day as a high school student.
Among the girls who were chatting together, two girls who turned towards the back of the classroom immediately noticed this new classmate and quickly hinted to their other two old junior high school friends:
"Youlan, Risa, look at the new classmates coming in through the back door. It's great. Sure enough, there are handsome guys in our class! My high school dream almost came to an end today."
"It's true, he's tall and handsome! Yujia, hurry up, capture him within three days, and start a sweet love~"
"Go to hell, why don't you go!"
"Who swore yesterday that...well!"
"Shut up!"
"The dreams of these girls are so vulgar." The boys next door commented in a low voice after hearing this.
"really."
"There is no cure."
"But he's really handsome..."
"Shut up, we don't need your reminder! Why don't I look like this! I'm willing to sacrifice a lifetime of love for all of you!"
"roll!"
.......
It was not too late, and there was still some choice of location. Considering his height, Aikawa Yusheng walked to the last row by the window, hung the bag he was carrying on the side, stretched lazily, and glanced from the class
Pass.
"Hello." A chubby boy next to him greeted him weakly when he looked over.
"Hello." Aikawa Yusheng responded with a smile.
"Huh, it turns out he's not that cool and handsome guy," the voice of the boy next door suddenly became much louder. He stretched out his right hand and introduced himself: "Hello, I am Takamatsu Kimiyama. I am from Tokyo. I live in Sumida Ward. My junior high school is in Qiming.
Attended a private high school.”
"Aikawa Yusheng is also from Tokyo. He is in Bunkyo District. His junior high school is in..." Aikawa Yusheng frowned, opened his phone with his free left hand, and then continued, "I attend Aoki Junior High School."
After a few simple greetings, Aikawa Yusheng met his first high school classmate.
One after another, other students came in and chose seats to sit down. Takamatsu Junshan's personality should be the kind that likes to make friends. At this moment, he was excitedly introducing himself to other students.
Aikawa Yusheng opened the window and took a deep breath. The smells inside and outside the classroom made him feel comfortable and comfortable.
Rows of tall buildings hug each other, towering telephone poles intersperse among them, and with a whine-like sound of rails colliding, a tram slides past and falls into this modern forest.
Even though it has been a month since he saw it, Aikawa Yusheng is still amazed by this scene.
--
"My high school dream is back!" Someone from the previous boys' group suddenly said.
"That's great. Sure enough, we can still meet a super invincible beautiful girl. The anime is not a lie!"
...
"The dreams of these boys are so vulgar." The girls next door commented in a low voice after hearing this.
"really."
"There is no cure."
"But it does look good..."
"It's not from our class, is it? Yujia, you are finished. You are about to lose our unknown handsome classmate. Alas, you have no competitiveness at all."
.......
The restlessness in the class also attracted Aikawa Yusheng's attention. He raised his head and quickly noticed the source of the restlessness. At the front door, a beautiful and pure girl was standing at the front door.
Her straight and smooth black hair hangs down around her waist, and the ends of her hair are a little transparent and bright yellow due to the sunlight. Her delicate nose, bright lips, and crystal clear eyes make people's hearts beat.
People can vaguely 'see' the good smell on their body, which reminds them of flowers hanging with dew in the morning after rain.
The number of beautiful girls in this era is beyond Aikawa Yuo's imagination. In less than half an hour, you can meet two. Is it the charm of this school itself?
I don't know if I can cause such a big sensation if I walk through the front door. The corner of Aikawa Yusheng's mouth curled up slightly.
The girl turned her head in time and looked at him expressionlessly.
Recalling the embarrassing experience with another unknown girl ten minutes ago, Aikawa Yusheng quickly looked away and looked at the empty desktop.
Wouldn't this be more embarrassing? The boy who was carefully counting the texture of the desktop thought.
The class whispered, and after counting twenty, Aikawa Yusheng looked up, but was surprised to find that the girl at the door was still staring directly at him.
This made his movements look a little unnatural for a moment, because many of his classmates followed the girl and looked at him, and their whispers included a part of themselves.
Aikawa Yusheng, who had studied "Modern Etiquette", stared at the girl and prepared to respond with "Hello". The moment he just opened his mouth, without even a sound coming out, the girl withdrew her gaze and walked towards the door.
Disappeared from sight.
"Aren't you from our class? What a pity." A boy's cry came from the class.
"You should be looking for your own class, right? It's okay. At least they are in the same class. We will have a chance to meet in the big class in the future, and also in the club. It will still be interesting to see."
"Too......."
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, and Aikawa Yusheng only thinks that they are noisy.
Feeling frustrated, he put one hand on the table and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers.
I would like to ask, is it a polite behavior to look directly at others? What should the person looking at and the person being looked at do when they find each other?
Waiting online, quite urgent.
--
At 8:05, everyone in the class arrived. Unfortunately, we didn't meet the third girl who would make people's hearts contract.
It’s not a pity, because even if there is, Aikawa Yusheng will promise that he will never look at her again.
"Quiet everyone, everyone is here. I am very happy and welcome everyone to Mingchuan Middle School. I am your class teacher for the next year. I am Uigawa Marei. Before you divide the classes, I will lead you. Please be kind
Advice.”
On the podium, a young teacher who looked like he had just graduated from college smiled and bowed to everyone.
The bold boys in the class shouted "beautiful teacher", and other students quickly followed suit. Aikawa Yusheng hesitated for a long time, and finally echoed a few words in a voice that was so soft that only he could hear it.
The feeling in his heart did not increase [time]. Aikawa Yusheng sighed in frustration. It seemed that this method would not work.
Then came the self-introduction session.
"My name is Aikawa Yuo, a Tokyo native. My home is in Bunkyo Ward. My junior high school is in Aoki Junior High School. I don't have any special hobbies at the moment. The only thing I hate is sleeping. I'm glad to meet you all. I hope to meet you in the next one or three years.
Everyone becomes friends.”
Replicate the introduction template of the previous person, Aikawa Yusheng said.
.......
"Okay, everyone has been introduced. I wonder if you have remembered each other's names. It doesn't matter if you haven't for the time being. After all, we still have a lot of time."
Itoigawa Marei clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and continued: "The class schedule has been posted on the door. You can copy one by yourself when you are free, but we will start the formal classes tomorrow afternoon. Today's schedule
I’m here to get everyone familiar with this campus, and tomorrow morning is the school’s opening ceremony.”
"Everyone go out and stand in two rows, divided into men and women according to height. I will arrange your position in the classroom first, and then we will set off to visit the campus."
...
His position did not change. Following the end of the team visiting the campus, Aikawa Yusheng looked around with great interest. There are many things that cannot be fully introduced by books and mobile phones. Only after actual experience can he give a real evaluation.
For example, this library, which can only be entered by swiping a student card, feels similar to the subway. It no longer requires security guards. In this era, everything is so interesting.
At this point, almost no one was reading in the library, they were all freshmen who came to visit.
"Today is the only day when you can make noise in the library. Now you can read a book or sit down and take a rest. It's almost lunch time, and I will take you to the cafeteria." The last visiting point in the morning has been introduced.
Itoigawa Marei said.
"good!"
Aikawa Yusheng did not take out his mobile phone like the others. The information on his mobile phone was too cluttered. Sometimes he would click on some strange websites inexplicably. The short dynamic pictures were of some people fighting without clothes.
Walking to the door where he came in, he pulled out a thin copy of "Library Civilization and Etiquette" from the mobile bookshelf next to it, and Aikawa Yusheng read it carefully.
Just when I turned to the third page, a refreshing aroma emanated from the side. It was very comfortable, like the rain hitting the bricks on a rainy day.
The white and elegant hand stretched out to the bookshelf, also took out a copy of "Library Civilization and Etiquette", and stood next to Aikawa Yusheng and looked at it.
Subconsciously, he looked over and saw that the girl next to him was the one who had appeared at the door of the class in the morning. He felt that the other person had a tendency to raise his head. Before looking into those clear eyes, Aikawa Yusheng withdrew his gaze.
Very good, that pinprick-like touch came from the side of his face, and he knew that she was looking at him without even thinking about it.
A wise man learned a lesson. Without any response, Aikawa Yusheng took the brochure and walked to the nearest historical area and stood there - he didn't want to embarrass himself three times in one morning.
After a few seconds, the fragrance lingered around again, and Aikawa Yusheng knew that he should change positions again.
Avoiding the direction of the aroma, Aikawa Yusheng looked around, and then walked straight to the table where Takamatsu Junshan was sitting. Many boys were sitting there playing with their mobile phones, and there was only one seat left.
"Can I sit here?"
"Aikawa-san? Oh, of course, sit down. What are you reading?"
Aikawa Yusheng showed him the cover of the booklet. Takamatsu Junshan gave him a thumbs up, but his expression was uncontrollably confused: "Okay, he is indeed a handsome guy, and he reads books with such taste."
"I'm bored and can't finish long books. It's a good way to pass the time. It can also avoid making a fool of myself in the library in the future."
"I see, it makes sense. I'm going to get a copy too! Handsome guys must have their reasons for doing things."
Looking from the corner of his eye to where he was standing, the girl's long hair was flying around the corner, and then she disappeared behind the bookcase.
He breathed a long sigh of relief. If he followed him again, Aikawa Yusheng would really have a headache. He has not yet learned how to deal with this kind of scene.
--
The first lunch is served in the cafeteria, and the school said that they will provide lunch for free in the first week - I don't know if it is included in the tuition.
It tastes good, but if you buy it yourself, the price is a bit high. Thinking that you are still burdened with huge debts, it is more economical to bring your own lunch box. Aikawa Yusheng sadly and indignantly scooped up a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.
Behind him, the girl who was eating gracefully would look at him with her eyes every time she chewed.
Several girls in her class in the distance were whispering and wondering whether there was any gossip between her and the boy.
The girl glanced at them. She heard the content of the discussion clearly, but continued to stare at her 'prisoner' indifferently.
--
The first day of high school life came to an end with a visit to the campus. Yusheng Aikawa packed up his things, said hello to a few classmates he met today, and left the school to go to his part-time job.
On the crowded subway, Aikawa Yusheng was boredly flipping through the newly handed textbook in his hand. Looking at the math book, it was just a table of contents, and his brows were already furrowed into the character "Chuan".
Number theory, sets, logic and propositions, quadratic functions, analysis and calculation of plane graphics...
What are all these things? I simply can’t understand why I have to learn these things for the sake of [life]? Aikawa Yusheng suddenly felt that this era is not interesting anymore.
I gathered my emotions before getting off the bus and went to a gift retail store in Iidabashi. After handing over to the permanent staff and store manager, I started working.
Why did I owe so much money? It was all because of that vicious woman who bullied the innocent and ignorant me who didn't understand prices at the time and didn't know what 100 million yen was.
The things she gave were not that much at all. Aikawa Yu, whose total assets amounted to more than 90 million yen, had no love at all. Of course, there was a negative sign in front of this asset.
After finishing this job, Aikawa Yusheng packed up his things and prepared to leave with the lunch box brought by his employees.
"Store manager, I have started school. If I want to participate in any activities in the future, my working hours may need to be adjusted. I will let you know in advance."
"No problem, we will adjust the situation when the time comes. Aikawa, please don't resign. After you came, a large number of female customers came here for you." The store manager joked.
"As for the salary..."
"Be careful on the way home, be careful not to meet a bad woman who is greedy for your beauty."
"It's not important, what's important is the salary..."
"Bon Voyage!"
The plan to increase his net worth failed. Aikawa Yusheng smiled helplessly. This place is relatively close to home and there is no need to take transportation. Wearing headphones and listening to the popular songs of this era, Aikawa Yusheng walked leisurely towards his home.
"The servant is dead and the thought is the same and the bridge is the bridge and the bridge is ringing and the wave is random and the floating is floating and the past is pecking and flying..."
Humming softly, Aikawa Yusheng simply closed his eyes and shook his head on this deserted road tonight - he had seen people listening to music like this in some videos.
Until that familiar scent came, making him want to escape.
Opening her eyes, she stood at the end of the intersection. The setting sun became the background and covered her with a red skirt.
Aikawa Yusheng turned around and left. There was more than one way home.
Could it be that the store manager is a prophet? I didn’t expect to meet a bad woman. No, she was a bad girl.
"Let me introduce myself, Shang Yingkongfeng, seventeen years old." The voice came from behind, very pleasant, as light as the melting glaciers in spring.
It is polite to respond when others introduce themselves.
Aikawa Yusheng turned his head and looked at the girl with a smile: "Hello, Sakura-kun, my name is Aikawa..."
"Aikawa Yusheng, nine hundred and eighty-seven years old." The girl introduced herself to him.
"Forehead......"
Aikawa Yusheng wanted to say something, but he saw the girl opposite raising one hand. Wind from nowhere swept in from all directions, and an illusory long bow gradually appeared in her hand.
"Miss Miko? Hmm... How about you please calm down?"