My love is abyss mode

Chapter 23: Inexplicable Shura Field, There Are No Winners

In the season when the autumn wind turns the roadside trees yellow, the sounds in my ears are far away from the world, the vehicles on the street turn into slow motion, and Kuronuma Ya stares at Toyama Chitose motionlessly.

As the temperature dropped at night, she changed into purple overalls, the same color as her hair.

Maybe because his right hand was in a cast hanging in front of his chest, he was still wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, and only the left sleeve of his black windbreaker jacket was worn, which was fastened to his body with a half-zipper.

Seeing Kuronuma Ya standing there in a daze, Toyama Chitose stuffed his coat into his arms, snapped his fingers handsomely in front of him, and pursed his lips in amusement.

"Why is senior here?" Heinuma Ya looked down at the jacket in his hand. It was a purple windbreaker that was strong enough to keep out the wind.

Shirakawa Momo's words finally worked, and he had some suspicions in his heart that Toyama Chitose had come here specifically to improve her favorability.

"I was originally planning to eat ramen, but when I passed by here, I saw you were still wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Don't you know whether it's hot or cold?"

She turned around and sat sideways against the cashier counter, her profile giving me a helpless look, a few strands of hair scattered, covering half of her face.

"It wasn't cold when I went out in the morning."

"Look at the weather forecast. It's going to get colder in the next few days. Wait until the autumn heat comes back before giving me my clothes back."

"Thank you, senior sister."

Kuronuma Kiba spread out his coat with both hands, the fragrance filling his nose. It was a little small, but that didn't prevent him from zipping it up. "I haven't thanked you for my part-time job and club yet, so why don't I treat you to ramen tonight?"

"Okay, what time do you get off work?" Toyama Chitose raised her hand to tuck her drooping hair behind her ears and asked with a smile.

"6 point."

"It just so happens that after eating ramen, come back to Shibuya with me. This week's salary should have been given to you on Friday night, but Dad forgot."

Just as Kuronuma Ya was about to agree, he heard a "pop" sound from the side, followed by Shirakawa Momo's cold voice.

"No."

The tone was decisive and full of momentum.

The two of them looked over together. Shirakawa Momo had stood beside Kuronuma Kiba at some point, and reached out to slap an envelope on the cash register table. Her back was straight, and her 1.53 meter height exuded an aura of 3 meters.

There was a coldness on the corners of her delicate face, and she stared straight into Yuanshan Qiansui's golden eyes, with a sense of danger that was like the tip of an iceberg.

"Why?" Black Swampfang asked with a headache.

"After get off work, accompany me to buy autumn and winter sportswear, as well as some daily necessities."

Shirakawa Momo glanced at him, raised her hand and threw the envelope in front of him: "This is the salary for the past two days."

"I don't want to go." Hei Nuya picked up the envelope, opened it, and after confirming the amount was correct, he put it in his trouser pocket.

"I won't let you carry the bag for nothing."

She crossed her arms over her chest, looked up and down at the purple jacket, and frowned in disdain: "Take off the jacket, I'll buy you a new one later."

"Tsk."

Chitose Toyama had a cold expression on her face, glancing sideways at Momo Shirakawa, as if she felt he was getting in the way. "Momo, I was just being kind and lending my junior a coat. What's that?"

"A return gift for carrying my bag. Any problem?"

"I've heard about you. Have you found a sponsor?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Shirakawa Momo raised her face and shot her a cold gaze: "You should take care of yourself when you have time. You haven't learned your lesson after Liang broke your wrist."

Toyama Chitose's face darkened and she blew her hair in displeasure.

The autumn wind blew outside the window, and a few fallen leaves were blown towards the distant sky. The eyes of the two people confronting each other in the bookstore collided, and lightning flashed.

The tense atmosphere was sticky, and Mao Mao's sponsor, Kuronuma Ya, was a little overwhelmed as he witnessed the war between Tokyo girls for the first time.

He seems to be a trophy?
On one side is the caring senior schoolmate, on the other side is the part-time work partner and neighbor, and the cat he rescued with his own hands. It seems a little inappropriate to favor either side.

Chitose Toyama looked away, casually surveying the bookstore, and said to him, "It's okay to leave work early. Let's go get some ramen."

"It's time to get off work. Come shopping with me." Shirakawa Momo turned her head to look at him, her voice as cold and hard as rice that had been frozen in the refrigerator for a few days.

"Ignore her." The senior student wrapped her coat tightly with her left hand and cast a glance at him. "Hey, now, follow me." Maomao sneered and ordered.

The two people's murderous gazes were focused on him. Kuronuma Fang shrugged his shoulders, his eyes wandering back and forth between them, and finally spread his hands and sighed helplessly.

"Either you two chop me up, or help me find a textbook on the Clone Technique."

I'm single, so why is there such a tense atmosphere in the air?
He doesn't understand.

"Scum."

Thinking of the tragic end that would come after she said the word "trash" to Kuronuma Yama, Shirakawa Momo changed her words temporarily and raised her leg to kick him lightly.

The delicate face was filled with "I'm unhappy", and it looked particularly cold under the cold white light. However, Hei Zangya felt that the distance between them had shortened a lot.

"She's almost made you into a black carp." She pointed at Yuanshan Qiansui, and the corners of her mouth twitched as if she was disappointed in him.

"Hmm? I'm not that kind of evil-minded woman."

Toyama Chitose leaned over to Kuronuma Ya, put her hand on her chin and stared into his black eyes, a smile playing in the corners of her eyes: "For example, a short person who is extremely possessive, speaks rudely, has a bad figure, and has no femininity at all, what do you think?"

The rich floral fragrance rushes into the tip of the nose, interconnected, gentle and noble.

Hei Zan Ya stared at the crystal purple eyes of Yuanshan Qiansui in front of him, and vaguely felt her heart-warming breath, but the soft flesh around his waist and the soles of his feet felt a faint pain, which made him dare not speak at all.

The sight moves down along the high nose bridge, passing the elegant neck and delicate collarbone, and a piece of purple lace is hidden in the shadow below.

He swallowed hard, turned to Shirakawa Momo and said, "Why don't we go eat ramen together and then go shopping?"

As soon as the words fell, the stagnant air began to circulate again, and Shirakawa Momo's face became extremely ugly, so dark that it seemed as if ink could be squeezed out.

Toyama Chitose covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled. She stood up straight, glanced at Shirakawa Momo with a smug look, then turned around and waved her left hand goodbye: "Forget it, I'm not that kind of bad woman who doesn't know what's good for you."

When she reached the door of the bookstore, she suddenly turned around, tilted her head, winked at Kuronuma Ya, and blew him a kiss: "See you tomorrow, Kuronuma Junior."

The glass door opened, and a slightly seductive voice drifted in the autumn breeze that filled the bookstore.

"I owe my senior a favor, so it's not easy to refuse her." Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at Shirakawa Momo, spread out his hands, and had an innocent expression on his face.

"Take off your clothes."

As Shirakawa Tao spoke, she raised her hand, unzipped his jacket, and roughly stripped his clothes off: "I'll take the jacket back, and you can return it to her after washing it."

"It seems a bit windy outside. Can't I wear it for a while?"

"no!"

She sighed with a headache, pulled out a bookstore plastic bag from under the cash register, stuffed her coat into it, turned her head and glared at Hei Numa Fang fiercely: "She schemed against me before, using favors to blackmail me. Do you understand? Now, do you believe she has bad intentions towards you?"

It was almost a roar. To Shirakawa Momo, being schemed against might be very embarrassing.

Accustomed to her relatively quiet voice, Kuronuma thought seriously for a moment and suddenly asked, "Are you saying that Senior is greedy for my body?"

"More than that, you might have to work illegally for the rest of your life."

Seeing that he was half-believing and half-doubting, Baichuan Tao emphasized: "She is a sinister, black-bellied, treacherous, cunning, and the most hateful person!"

"Women are terrible."

"If you know, stay away."

The two walked out of the bookstore while talking and headed to the nearby shopping street to go shopping.

Momo Shirakawa bought a black long-sleeved shirt and long pants sportswear to wear when running in the evening, and also bought various miscellaneous daily necessities, from pots and pans to brooms and mops.

It’s not quite right to say that it’s just carrying bags, it’s almost the same as moving house.

As a reward for helping her move, Kiba Kuronuma received a black and white windproof jacket, a discounted item from Uniqlo, but it was worth it to be able to admire Momo Shirakawa's distressed expression as she spent money all night.

After returning to the apartment and having dinner, he began to read "Love's Exile" seriously.

[Men are often led by greedy women]
You are absolutely right.

But another equally true statement is [persuading women is also a pleasure for men]
(End of this chapter)