"Who?" Amamiya Chiran's voice came vaguely from inside the door.
"I brought you something good," Aikawa Yusheng said as he came out of his room.
"Hold on."
Not a few seconds later, the door of [3002] was opened.
The smooth black hair shawl, the delicate white collarbone, and just the right amount of fruit hold up the school uniform, and the slender waist that people can't help but hug is stuck by the door.
The long black hair that had just been washed was clearly defined, and because of the action of opening the door, it swayed gently without any weight.
"What is it?" the girl asked, opening the door completely and gesturing for the other party to come in.
Aikawa Yusheng raised his hands, each holding a transparent plastic bag, which was filled with white mist and dense water droplets.
My hands were wet, and a few drops of water ran across the surface of the plastic bag and collected at the bottom.
The things inside were somewhat unclear because of the fog.
"Didn't you eat roasted sweet potatoes last night? I went out today and roasted them myself, and I brought two for you, President. You haven't eaten yet, right? It's probably not your meal time yet."
Walking into the door with a smile, he placed the plastic bag on the table and opened it. White mist floated from above the two. One was a golden yellow sweet potato that had been peeled, and the other was still filled with sweet potatoes.
Red-skinned sweet potatoes.
The table and chairs remain as they were in the morning, with two chairs placed on one side.
"You haven't eaten yet, where have you been shopping today?" After closing the door and sitting next to Aikawa Amao, Amamiya Chiran looked at the two sweet potatoes in front of her and turned to ask.
"I haven't been here the whole day." She added, "Have you written down everything interesting?"
"Throw a Frisbee, roast sweet potatoes, and swim." Aikawa Yusheng rubbed his chin, thinking about what he had done today, "President, can you accept swimming in an open stream?"
The girl shook her head like a rattle, and the scent of shampoo filled the tip of Aikawa Yusheng's nose with her movements, even overpowering the scent of the sweet potato itself.
"That doesn't seem to be anything particularly interesting—to you."
A few seconds after he finished speaking, Aikawa Yusheng added this suffix, because for him, he was generally very happy, except that Gudong was a bit rebellious and the miko lady was a bit petty.
"Then tell me slowly what you did." Amamiya Chiran seemed dissatisfied with the answer and asked instead.
"That's okay," Aikawa Yusheng nodded, but first pointed to the sweet potato that had been peeled and said, "But President, you should try the sweet potato first."
"Why is one peeled and one not?" The girl nodded, looking at the two sweet potatoes in front of her and asked.
“Because sweet potatoes must be eaten hot to be delicious, I peeled these while eating there, but I was worried that they wouldn’t taste good when they were cold when I came back, so I brought some unpeeled ones.
This unpeeled one will still be hot when you tear it open, I can guarantee that."
The ones Aikawa Yusheng selected were not peeled, and the skins were intact, so they must have very good thermal insulation performance.
"So you taste this first. If you feel it's a little cold, you can eat this again." Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile.
"oh."
The girl nodded, holding the peeled sweet potato in both hands. She put her nose up to smell it, then put her lips to it. She tilted her head slightly, and there was a small gap on the sweet potato.
Amamiya Chiran handed the unpeeled one to Aikawa Yuo.
"I won't eat, I'm already full." Aikawa Yusheng waved his hand and refused.
The girl shook her head to show that she didn't mean it. After slowly chewing and swallowing the sweet potato in her mouth, she said, "Peel it for me. I'll have this for dinner today."
"..."
It's because I'm being sentimental.
Why are all girls like this?
Tianhe Xia Li was more direct. When he showed these two in front of her, she didn't even ask why one was peeled off and the other was not. Instead, she just grabbed the already peeled one and ran back to her bed.
After she explained that both of them were hers, she told herself to peel off the ones that were not peeled off.
At the end of the day, among other things, in ancient times there was a cook who cooked cattle, and now there is Aikawa who cooked potatoes.
Smiling and sighing, Aikawa Yusheng took the sweet potato in his hand and began to peel it.
"Actually - President, peeling sweet potatoes is a very interesting thing. Once you try it once, you will get into it. If you are bored, you can give it a try."
After peeling off the beginning, Aikawa Yusheng suddenly said.
Amamiya Chiran's smiling eyes had turned into crescent moons. She shook her head briskly: "No need."
"Have you given up on pursuing interesting things and things? President, you can't give up halfway?" Aikawa Yuo warned carefully, hoping that Amamiya Chiran would "return from the lost path".
"Now it's interesting to hear you talk nonsense." The girl said while eating the sweet potato in small bites.
Why are girls so hard to deceive? Why are they all so shrewd? Bai Xianzhuo is the easiest to deceive.
Thinking of this, Aikawa Yusheng sighed, continued peeling, and began to talk about today's itinerary.
"My friend and I went to Zuoshan Road today - it's a small road where we turned right after a hundred meters after having supper yesterday. We were also traveling with one of her puppies..."
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"How is it? Is it delicious?" In Amamiya Chiran's bathroom, after wiping off all the sticky texture on his hands caused by peeling, Aikawa Yusheng looked at himself in the mirror and asked casually.
"Yes." The girl's soft voice came from outside. Whether it was polite words or sincere recognition, I don't know.
There was music outside, and then it stopped suddenly.
"I decided to revise my life ideal. I will become the god of roasted sweet potatoes in the Saitama region in the future. One sweet potato sells for a high price of 9999.99 yen.
I hope that when I become the president, you can come over to support me and eat a hundred instead of just two." After wiping his hands with paper towels instead of the towel inside, Aikawa Yusheng went out.
He said casually.
"Okay." Chiran Amamiya said in agreement.
"Aikawa-kun, are your life ideals so simple and unpretentious?" Unexpectedly, another voice responded to him. The voice was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"Um?"
Aikawa Yusei walked across the short passage in confusion and poked his head out, only to see a tablet placed on the table, which displayed the gorgeous face of Amemiya Himesuki. When he saw Aikawa Yusheng, the other party waved with a warm smile.
"Good evening, Aunt Amamiya."
No wonder the voice was familiar. Aikawa Yusheng nodded and said to the screen. She must have made a video call just now when he was washing his hands.
"Good evening, future god of roasted sweet potatoes." As if she had discovered something interesting, Amamiya Himezuki said with a slight smile in her voice.
"Auntie, don't expect too much from me. I still need to work hard." Yusheng Aikawa responded in a "modest" way.
"But Qianran may not be able to support you as you said," Amemiya Himezuki said, covering her lips as red as roses with her mouth: "One hundred is really too many."
"It doesn't matter. President, she can eat as many as she can." Aikawa Yusheng waved his hand to indicate that this was not a problem.
"In fact, we actually try to avoid foods like sweet potatoes."
"Why?"
"Because it contains a lot of dietary fiber, this kind of food tends to produce a lot of gas, that is, it has a lot of ammonia, which can easily lead to an increase in the body's exhaust gas."
It was not Amamiya Himezuki, but Amamiya Chiran who answered this question for her mother.
A big family is a big family, and saying that eating too much makes you fart is so euphemistic and scientific.
"By the way, Aikawa-kun, why are you in Chiran's room?" the face on the screen asked with a smile.
"The first step to becoming the God of Roasted Sweet Potatoes is to make the president surrender to my craftsmanship, so let her try the poison."
"What a pity. I thought my daughter had made some progress in love."
"It's a pity indeed."
Aikawa Yusheng did not return to his position, but stood at the end of the short track. After saying this with a smile, he waved his hand:
"President, please chat with your mother first, and I'll go back first."
"good."
"Tianhe——" he opened the door of his [3001] room and called the girl's name in a long drawl. When the girl looked over, he said eloquently: "Sweet potatoes contain a lot of dietary fiber and are prone to labor.
The amount of gas is relatively large, which leads to an increase in the amount of exhaust gas in the human body.
Just wait and make a fool of yourself during training tonight."
"So is this the purpose of giving me sweet potatoes?" He held the plastic bag and lay on the bed, his slender legs dancing up and down rhythmically. After listening to the content, Tianhe Xia Li looked at his phone again and continued without caring.
Eating sweet potatoes.
"How could I be so kind to you after you discovered it?" He sat on his bed, stretched out in a cross shape, and felt the softness of the mattress comfortably. Aikawa Yusheng nodded.
"It doesn't matter, I am a monster, not within the scope of the human body." The monster girl continued to eat sweet potatoes as if nothing had happened, but she raised her head with a naughty smile: "That's great, so I don't have to feel guilty for doing bad things to you in the future.
"
"Don't say that you felt guilty when you did bad things in the past." Aikawa Yusheng rolled his eyes. He didn't accept this at all.
"It's still a little bit."
"A little bigger."
"It can save you from being my boyfriend for one second."
"understood."
Everyone, a little excessive demand is equal to a day of boyfriend, and there are 86,400 seconds in a day. The guilt in He Xia Li's heart that day can be described in a dot, which is too kind.
"And it's all the previous ones added up." She added.
"It's very reasonable to say this from your mouth." Aikawa Yusheng gave her a thumbs up, and she accepted it happily.
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July 27th.
It is the official adaptive training day for the competition.
In fact, it is just a rehearsal. All participating schools will be familiar with the process of going on stage today, their positions on stage, as well as the positions of the members and how their instruments need to be placed.
These need to be communicated, calculated and limited in advance with the competition staff. Once exceeded or errors are made, penalties will be imposed.
Aikawa Yusheng also has his own work today, so there is no way to sneak out to play.
Of course, he did not need to be responsible for carrying the instruments. Instead, he stood under the stage and used more professional recording equipment to record the performance of the Mingchuan Wind Department at the competition site.
The purpose of going to the Tokyo Concert Hall is the same, which is to seize the last moment to see if there are any problems and whether we can make final optimizations.
"Okay, I'm going to the front, do you need to follow me to protect me?" After admiring the uniforms of Yuehua School, it was Mingchuan's turn. Aikawa Yusheng looked at Kamizakura Kongfeng next to him and asked.
In order to prevent noise from being recorded, Aikawa Yusei had to go to the front where no one was around.
"No, I can see you directly from here." Miss Miko shook her head.
"Okay, take the first step."
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After finishing the recording, he told Ying Kongfeng his purpose and asked her to wait for him at his position for a while. Aikawa Yusheng followed the instructions of Director Kawagami on his mobile phone and looked for the resting place of the Aikawa Ensemble.
They can't leave yet, but now they have time to listen to their own recording, so they asked Aikawa Yusheng to send it to them.
He only noticed the road sign above his head, and when he was looking for his destination, he bumped into a girl in a hurry at a corner.
The result of a collision with Aikawa Yusei is always that the other person falls to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Although he couldn't blame himself entirely, as the other party left in a hurry, but he really didn't look at the road, so Aikawa Yusheng lowered his head and asked.
Fortunately, I held the recording device next to me instead of in front of me, otherwise it would have easily hit the girl's head.
"No--" The girl still kept her head bowed. Before she could finish her words, her whole body stiffened visibly, and her body seemed to be trembling slightly.
"Are you really okay?" Aikawa Yusheng, whose eyesight is much better than ordinary people, naturally noticed this and asked with some worry.
Trembling, she raised her head slowly. The moment before the two of them looked at each other, her eyes were full of hope, surprise, and fear.
The moment they looked at each other, all the original emotions disappeared. In her eyes, there was only Aikawa Yusheng reflected in the clear spring.
She wore a Western-style short-sleeved shirt and a knee-length pleated skirt. From the hem of the pleated skirt, a pair of snow-white slender legs poked out. I have to say that her body proportions are really perfect and her face is pretty.
It's so hard to take your eyes away.
The coat of arms is embroidered on the chest of the shirt, with Sugita's artistic calligraphy written on it.
Seeing that the other party's body had stopped trembling, but he was standing there stupidly as if his brain had shut down. He just raised his right hand slightly, stretched it out uneasily, and then quickly retracted it, and so on.
Aikawa Yusheng stretched out his palm and waved it in front of her face, asking: "Classmate? Classmate? Are you okay?"
It was okay not to ask. When Aikawa Yusheng spoke again, although his eyes had returned to consciousness, the other person's body began to tremble again.
"I..." She just said one word, and the girl just opened her mouth, as if she didn't know what to say, but her right hand that had been hanging in the air gently stepped forward and grabbed Aikawa Yusheng's clothes.
"Are you okay? Do you need any help?" Although it feels a little weird, since you are a beautiful girl, it is normal to be more patient, Aikawa Yusheng asked warmly.
"Aikawa-kun! Here! It's really hard to find here. The backstage of this theater is really too complicated." Kawagami Soina's breathless voice accompanied her figure as she appeared at the end of the road.
"Here we come!" Aikawa Yusheng said, waving the device in his hand. The girl in front of him had already loosened her clothes. He asked again: "If everything is okay, I will go over first?"
The girl nodded.
"Then I'm sorry again, but you still have to watch the road when you walk around a corner from now on."
The girl chuckled inexplicably, and then nodded seriously.
"Here we come, Minister Kawakami." Aikawa Yusheng trotted over.
The girl behind him turned her head and looked at his back.
"Aikawa Yusheng."
Her voice is beautiful, so soft it seems to melt your ears.
Obviously he only heard Kawagami Ezuna calling him by his surname, but he called out Aikawa Yuo's name.