My second life is a bit strange?

Fujiwara Chika straightened her back: "Of course I'm not afraid, I'm still growing~ I can lose weight if I get fat."

The two women were incredibly envious of the two women's prominent breasts.

【Damn it! He's just a middle school student!】 (x2)

"Speaking of which, the scenery here is so beautiful, why is there hardly anyone here?" Feng asked curiously. There was also a door behind them with a sign that said "No Entry".

Beyond the gate, a narrow path leads into the distance.

"Huh? Don't you know, A-Feng? This is Kaguya's private territory~" Fujiwara Chika explained.

"I see." Feng nodded.

"Want to go inside and take a look?" Kaguya asked when she saw him looking inside.

"May I?"

"Of course, I'll go with you. It's just an abandoned courtyard; there's nothing there."

Eriri originally wanted to go too, but looking at the cedar trees inside, she gave up the idea and decided to take her medicine first.

Kaguya pushed open the iron gate, the creaking sound startling the squirrels in the bushes. They darted onto the book and hid behind the branches, quietly watching them.

Follow the path to a small pool. The water is crystal clear, and several water striders float on the surface.

Maple crouched down to pick up a stone, but Kaguya's leg was scraped by the hops on the bank, causing her knee to bend forward instinctively. She lost her balance and fell into the pool.

The water was very shallow, and you could clearly see the smooth, rounded stones on the riverbed. If you bumped into one, you'd definitely bleed.

With lightning speed, Feng grabbed Kaguya's waist and pulled her backward.

Unable to control her strength, Kaguya plopped down on the ground, her vision spinning as she found herself sitting on Kaede's lap.

For a moment, I was stunned and stared blankly ahead. The cherry blossoms on the shore were in full bloom, and the petals fell into the water, splashing ripples. The reflection of the clouds in the water was disturbed, and the scene was full of poetry.

In the spring of March, a restless heart stirs up the floating clouds on the water.

"Are you OK?"

Kaguya quickly stood up: "I'm sorry."

"I'm glad you're alright." Feng brushed the dust off his clothes, and with his sharp eyes, he noticed the bloodstains on Kaguya's calf. He knelt down to check on them.

Tiny beads of blood oozed from the wound, clinging to the fine hairs on the skin's surface. Feng wiped them away with a tissue and applied a band-aid.

"When I came out, I thought I might get hurt accidentally, so I brought some with me. The wounds are so small that they don't need treatment and won't leave scars." Feng raised his head to look at Kaguya and speak, but forgot that his actions were very awkward.

He looked up and saw right under Kaguya's skirt. He quickly turned around, stood up, and awkwardly scratched his chin.

"Feel sorry."

"It's...it's okay."

Both of them had flushed faces, and the vibrant spring scenery of the garden couldn't attract them; their minds were already on each other. After strolling around for a while, they went back and saw Qianhua lying there with her small belly protruding.

"It's all Feng's fault, the bento was too delicious, I'm so full." Chika rubbed her stomach and blamed everything on Feng.

Upon hearing this, Feng flicked her on the forehead: "Idiot, if you're full, don't eat anymore. If you want to eat, just tell me and I'll make it for you."

As he spoke, he took out some digestive tablets from his bag and poured Qianhua a glass of juice.

"Ah~" Chika opened her mouth, showing no intention of doing it herself.

Feng had no choice but to feed it to her.

Kaguya watched from the side and laughed out loud. This boy was always so thoughtful and considerate in taking care of others, touching their hearts without them even realizing it.

...

Feng lay lazily on the sofa; he rarely had such a leisurely time.

"Beep~" Beep~

The phone rang, he turned down the TV volume, and answered the call.

"Ah Feng, can you come to my house and keep me company?"

"Huh? It's raining outside." Feng looked outside; the dark, heavy clouds made him feel depressed.

"But I just want you to come here."

Eriri's voice came through the phone. Kaede glanced at it in surprise and confirmed that it was Eriri calling. This girl can actually act cute?

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

Feng had no choice but to go there, close the door, and walk alone on the street with an umbrella.

Eriri hung up the phone with great joy, sat on the bed with her legs drawn up, and looked out the window, hoping that her beloved would arrive soon.

She watched the colors of time unfold before finally seeing Feng. She immediately found the perfect angle with her phone and snapped a photo. Then she dashed to the entrance to open the door for him.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Rainy Alley

Kaede was pulled by Eriri to the bedroom, where the lights were off and only the light from outside could be seen.

Why did you call me here?

Eriri set up her easel and began mixing colors: "I'm out of inspiration. I wanted you to come over so I can find some inspiration."

"You get inspiration as soon as I arrive?" Feng asked helplessly.

"I won't tell you." Eriri chuckled, revealing her canine teeth.

Feng suddenly remembered the picture books she had seen earlier and seemed to understand what she meant by inspiration.

"Can I lie down on your bed? I feel really tired on rainy days and want to lie down."

"up to you."

After getting Eriri's permission, he lay down on Eriri's bed, playing on his phone and occasionally checking messages in the group chat.

Eriri also began to concentrate on drawing.

"By the way, what brand of laundry detergent do you use at home?"

"What's wrong?" Eriri asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just think your bed smells really nice."

These words made Eriri blush bright red: "I'm not telling you! Go play on your phone and be quiet!"

"Ok."

Ding Ding Ding ~

Feng's phone kept vibrating; the teacher had sent him a bunch of messages.

Teacher: Class monitor and students, please inform each other that school starts on April 2nd. Please remind everyone to bring all their homework. I don't want to hear any excuses about not bringing it.

There are a lot of activities this semester. At the beginning of the semester, there will be a cultural festival. Students in the class are asked to come up with a class theme and two performances. There is no limit to the number of students.

We also need to pay for the school trip, and then go to Kyoto for tourism at the end of July.

Feng forwarded the message directly to the group.

The class group chat immediately erupted: "Ah~ why Kyoto? I want to go to the mainland to see it."

"I'd like to go to another province, I want to eat the food from India."

"I still want to go to the beach. After all, when you think of summer, you think of the sea."

"Why not go and see Suzhou and Hangzhou, known as paradise on earth, in the misty Jiangnan region? Those ancient towns have a lot of charm."

Feng took a screenshot and showed it to his teacher, but the teacher replied with a embarrassed emoji: "This is not a decision I can make; it's a decision made by the student council."

Feng then relayed his words to everyone in the class.

"Why don't we elect our class monitor to the student council president? That way, he can take us wherever we want to go."

"I think it's possible."

More and more people joined the discussion, and Feng quickly spoke up to stop them: "What you're saying is dangerous. Being your class monitor is tiring enough. Spare me."

"Hahaha."

Feng put away his phone, stretched, and turned to watch Eriri draw. The entire sheet of paper was stained with light blue paint.

Eriri kept adding new colors, vaguely outlining the shape of the street, though it was a bit blurry. Kaede yawned, tears welling up in her eyes. She wiped them away with the back of her hand, and when she looked at the easel again, she was completely stunned.

"what happened?"

The drawing on the paper looked more and more like a photograph, even the water droplets looked real. Feng glanced at the water droplets on the windowpane and couldn't find any difference for a moment.

Telephone poles, pedestrians, and cars leap onto the painting, which is becoming increasingly complete. The fiber optic lights outside the window are getting dimmer. His mother calls, urging him to go home.

After saying goodbye to Eriri, she went home.

After watching the other person leave from the windowsill, Eriri took out the photos she had just taken from the album and pondered for a long time before finally putting pen to paper.

She painted very carefully, with a gentle gaze, as if she had lost all sense of time.

"It's finished!" Eriri looked at the drawing with satisfaction. The boy walking alone with an umbrella made her heart pound, just like raindrops hitting the window.

This is her most satisfying masterpiece.

...

Bang, bang, bang! The sound of fists hitting the sandbag echoed as Feng's face flushed red and white mist continuously rose from his body.

"Get some water."

Feng took the water that Caiya Xiang handed him and drank it in big gulps, but then Nana hit him on the back with a stick, making him straighten up in pain.

"Don't drink water in big gulps after strenuous exercise; drink slowly."

"Nai Nai-jie."

"Hmm, school starts tomorrow, right? Should I come over on my day off like before?"

"Yes, if I can't come, I'll let you know a day in advance."

"Your movements are very skillful. You need to strengthen your strength training and accumulate experience at the same time."

Feng listened attentively to Nana's teachings.

After a day of training, he walked alone on the street.