My second life is a bit strange?

If only some parsley were sprinkled on top, it would be perfect. Kaguya herself didn't realize that a slight smile was on her face.

Bai Yinfeng raised an eyebrow, looking at her like this. This was the first time he had seen any expression on her face other than a frown.

"It's a pity I have to go home for dinner later, otherwise I could order some other snacks and mix them together, that would be the taste of late summer."

"Does summer have a smell?" Kaguya asked, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Feng pointed to his nose: "Smell it, isn't that what's in the air?"

Chapter Eight: My Mother's Friend

After strolling around the streets with Kaguya for a while, he took her back to school, waved goodbye, and went home on his own.

When he got home, he saw a black sedan parked in front of his house, and he knew that guests had come to visit.

"I'm back~" she said as she pushed open the door and entered the house.

Walking into the living room, Xiao Gui saw her mother talking to a smartly dressed and intellectual woman, while Xiao Gui sat next to her mother watching cartoons on TV.

"Xiaofeng is back! Let me introduce you. This is Mom's friend, Hiratsuka Shizuka. She just graduated from university."

"Hello, sister."

Hirazuka Shizuka was very pleased to hear him called "sister." She happily pulled him in front of her and kept kneading his cheeks with her hands: "This is Kaede. I've only heard you mention him before but I've never seen him. He's so cute, very polite, and his skin is so good. I'm so envious!"

"If you like it, have one yourself. You're already twenty-four or twenty-five, and you've never even been in a relationship."

"..." Her mother's words dealt a heavy blow to Hiratsuka Shizuka, and she became completely gloomy.

Feng glanced at her again. Hiratsuka Shizuka was very beautiful, her face full of confidence, and her long, black hair was casually draped behind her. How could a girl like that not have any suitors?

Feng sat to the side playing with Xiao Gui, listening to the adults' conversation. His mother had borrowed some money from Hiratsuka Shizuka. He also understood why Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was so beautiful, didn't have a boyfriend.

He smokes, drinks, and is violent; he longs for love but doesn't want to be tied down.

"Alright, it's getting late, I should go." Hiratsuka Shizuka glanced at the time and picked up her bag.

Feng put down Xiao Gui who was sitting on his lap, stood up, and said, "Sister Jing, let me see you to the door."

"You're too kind."

Feng saw her to the car, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "Sister Jing, what's the reason that Mom asked you for money?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka watched as he ruffled his hair again: "Don't worry about adult matters."

"Does Sister Jing's hair feel nice to touch?"

"I just can't stop." Hiratsuka Shizuka finally understood why her best friend kept emphasizing Kaede's hair; it felt so good, just like a cat's.

"You've touched my hair, so tell me if it's okay or not."

Hiratsuka Shizuka tapped his forehead with her finger helplessly: "I don't know much either, it's just a cash flow problem, don't worry, it's not a big deal."

"Jing, be careful on the road."

"gone."

After watching Hiratsuka Shizuka drive away around the corner, he stood at the door for a while, thinking, before returning to his room.

"Xiao Feng must be hungry. I'll cook something for you right away."

Feng put the beer he bought into the refrigerator so that his father could drink it when he came home from work that evening.

...

Kaede waited at Eriri's door for about five minutes before seeing her rush out with messy hair and a piece of bread in her mouth.

The pockets of the school uniform were turned outwards, and the collar wasn't properly aligned.

"Didn't get up this morning?"

"Mmm." Eriri blushed, feeling a little embarrassed. She quickly tied her hair into pigtails and started eating the bread in big bites, accidentally choking on it.

Feng handed over his half-finished milk.

Eriri didn't mind at all. As childhood friends, they had kissed each other countless times.

Feng patiently helped her straighten her clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles: "You have to be careful to protect your eyes when you stay up late drawing."

"kindness."

Thanks to Kaede's reminder, Eriri takes care of her eyes after each drawing session, otherwise she would have become nearsighted long ago.

"Ah Feng, it seems like the school clinic doesn't allow entry during lunch break."

"Well, we'll have to rest in the classroom then."

"Sigh~" Eriri sighed. Sleeping in the classroom is nothing compared to sleeping in bed.

When I woke up from sleeping on my stomach, I couldn't feel my arms anymore, and I also started hiccuping.

And there were always a few boys talking quietly somewhere.

"I wish we could go to the rooftop," Eriri said, glancing furtively at Kaede.

Rooftops are a common location in shoujo manga.

This morning, Feng was asked to attend a class meeting by the homeroom teacher. Looking out the window, he idly tapped the table with his fingers, his fingertips making no sound as they touched the surface.

"That's about all we have to say. Now let's elect class officers for the next three years. Anyone who has an idea can come up to the podium and campaign for themselves."

After saying that, the homeroom teacher gave up his seat and walked to the door: "The first position is class monitor."

Perhaps out of shyness, no one spoke for a long time; they just looked at each other.

"It seems everyone is a little embarrassed. Well then, I'll grant the class monitor some special privileges: if their monthly exam score is in the top three in the class, they can be exempted from homework, plus the right to use the rooftop during lunch break."

As soon as Feng lay on the table, he felt some gazes. Looking up, he saw Eriri and Fujiwara Chika staring at him expectantly.

He silently moved his lips: "Mwah~"

The title of class monitor sounds like a lot of trouble.

Eriri looked like a castrated eggplant, blinking her eyes. Seeing her like this, Kaede sighed and had no choice but to stand up and walk to the podium.

"Dear teachers and students..."

Feng knew that the key to a speech was quality, not quantity, and he expressed his hopes and plans for the future of the class in just a few words.

It has to be said that appearance is very important in creating a first impression.

"Is there anyone else who wants to compete? Okay, then Shirogane will take on the role of class monitor."

With Bai Yinfeng taking the lead, the subsequent elections for other positions went much more smoothly.

"That concludes today's class meeting. You can study on your own for the remaining time. Class monitor, please remember to come to the office after class."

"Yes." After the homeroom teacher left, Feng, as the class monitor, naturally had to take responsibility for class discipline. He sat on the podium and fiddled with his phone for a while.

Then, he picked up a piece of chalk and wrote a string of numbers on the blackboard: "I created a class group on Line. I will let everyone know in the group if there are any announcements."

"Will the class monitor drag the teacher into this too?" a boy asked, raising his hand.

Feng remembered the person's name: "Don't worry, Xiaoyi, it won't happen."

"That's great."

Feng returned to his seat and played with his phone to pass the time.

I chuckled quietly when I saw the adorable cat emoji.

"Ah~ It's a cat, so cute!" Fujiwara Chika curiously leaned closer: "Does Shirogane like cats?"

"Yes, small animals are all quite cute."

"Hehe, I have a dog!"

"so good."

"Right~" Fujiwara Chika talked on and on about the troubles of raising a dog, while Kaede listened quietly from the side, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

The remaining time passed quickly.

Chapter Nine: A Piece of Chicken and Their Connection

"Now take your tie and the key to the rooftop. Oh, and work with the publicity committee member to fix up the blackboard newspaper in the classroom. There will be a selection next Friday. You can come up with your own theme and there are no restrictions on your creativity."

"Okay." Feng finished fastening his belt, told the homeroom teacher, and left.

When he returned to the classroom, he saw Chika and Eriri waiting for him expectantly. Kaede took out his key and waved it: "Let's go, let's have lunch on the rooftop."

"Yay~" Fujiwara Chika jumped up from her seat happily: "Aren't you going?"

"Hey?"

Kaguya was a little confused. Were they very familiar with each other?

"When I went to take out the trash yesterday, I passed by the infirmary and saw Shirogane helping you look for something. You must be Kaede's friend."

"I do not know either."

Upon hearing Kaguya's answer, Chika tilted her head in confusion.

Feng: "Hurry up and catch up."

"coming."

Chika responded and quickly grabbed Kaguya's hand to follow. Kaguya, carrying a bento box in her other hand, was being dragged along, staggering.

The group arrived on the rooftop. When Feng pushed open the door, the midday light was a bit dazzling. The sound of the door opening startled a few birds into flight, and the shadow of the storage room stretched to the iron fence next to the rooftop.

They decided to eat their bento boxes there. When Kaede saw Kaguya being pulled along by Chika, she assumed they were very close friends and gave her a slight smile.

He sat on the steps using the flyers he had received earlier as a cushion.

"What's in today's bento?" Chika hummed an unknown melody as she opened the box, her face immediately falling: "Ah~ it's stuffed green peppers."

She loves the minced meat in green peppers, and the broth is also delicious with rice. However, the green peppers taste bitter when they're cold.

She raised her eyes and curiously looked at the side dishes in the other people's bento boxes. Feng actually had fried chicken nuggets, and a red plum was sprinkled on the white rice. The juice of the red plum stained the surrounding rice a little red.

The tangy and refreshing taste effectively alleviates the greasiness of the fried chicken nuggets. With some broccoli and thick omelet as side dishes, the person who made this bento must have put a lot of thought into it.