People in Tokyo, the world is clear

This girl has always lacked a sense of security, and anyone can tell that.

Her next few sentences also support her judgment:

"You always have to hold your nose when you're with someone as awkward as me, right? I understand that to you, I'm like that tangled and annoying person. But, sometimes, I really can't control this dark and empty body."

"Don't be like this."

In fact, I almost understand it now.

Lin Sen guessed that all the farce just now was caused by someone's loneliness.

Maybe it's because we've been apart for too long and it's too uncomfortable to be alone at home, so I want to find him, my old friend, to reminisce about the past.

But Flamingo is a very introverted and not good at expressing himself. Moreover, it is difficult to distinguish his inner feelings.

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Otherwise, I wouldn't have confided in him the night before, saying things like I might fall in love with him and asking him to correct me.

I'm not the one who can save you.

This time, I guess I just want to follow my heart, use my own way, clumsily find him to make up for the missing interaction, and find some satisfaction.

As for the further scenes just now, it might be the tension after noticing some unexpected situations.

There's a sense of dissatisfaction like, "What? She and I are friends, and you only have feelings for her."

It's not that I'm jealous, it's just that I feel dissatisfied with being treated with double standards.

Lin Sen wasn't sure if this guess was accurate, but upon closer thought, he could find similar situations in his experience.

To use a less accurate analogy, it's like a good friend keeps telling you what a great friend you are and always takes you along when he plays games.

As a result, he turned around and canceled the invitation he personally sent, instead teamed up with someone else to play a game, and played dead on the spot when faced with the question mark in your private message. Afterwards, he insisted that he didn't see it at the time and that it was his cousin who logged in.

Naturally, you will feel uncomfortable with being looked down upon.

When you think about it, it's really quite tricky.

Lin Sen then recalled how this woman had always been concerned about whether she was attractive in his eyes. Not only had she brought it up over and over again one night, but she had also stopped braiding her hair because he had said it looked better with loose hair.

From this point of view, the unique entanglement makes sense.

She probably has some anxiety about her femininity and thinks this is a way to prove her worth as a friend.

So, after discovering that Lin Sen had gradually developed a physiological reaction to Miss Ito that was difficult to hide, he was so angry and sad that he became addicted to acting and became completely unwell.

In short, to summarize, three words.

What a mess!

It seems like a very awkward operation, but in other words, Sasagawa Rio is just an awkward person.

Unusual things happening to unusual people are surprisingly appropriate.

At least, Lin Sen could boast that he had figured out the whole story.

Then you will know what to do next.

It's very simple, just comfort.

In fact, in the final analysis, this woman just wanted to find emotional value from her friend -

Thinking of this, he reached out and patted the shoulder of Flamingo, who had buried himself in his chest.

"As far as I am concerned, there is really no difference between you and Ito as a friend."

"..."

The female editor remained in the pose without speaking or moving.

Lin Sen, who had an idea, continued to speak:

"Let me be frank. You're angry because I only have feelings for Ito, which makes you, especially that night... like a clown?"

"...As expected, you've admitted the truth."

In other words, this sulking voice—

"No."

Lin Sen was amused and tapped the woman's shoulders twice.

"Think about it again. What were you saying in Ito's voice just now? Something like, 'I like this', something like, 'I like you'. In other words, any normal man would be either surprised or excited to hear someone of the opposite sex speak like that, right?"

"But, you..."

"Don't say I dislike you. That's not true. Think about it. Haven't you always been mocking and attacking me? Expecting my body to react in this situation, to show your so-called charm, is a bit too perverted."

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Miss Ri Ya hasn't replied for a long time.

However, it seems that he has indeed thought about it carefully.

Soon, she finally took action, raised her head, and looked over.

"So, the reason you judge people by their superiority is... the way they get along?"

"Yes."

Lin Sen immediately nodded in agreement. "How should I put it... Compared to more awkward expressions, a straight shot always has a more distinct effect."

"You don't like the way I talk and the way I get along with others?"

"No. Actually, you're the kind of cute that needs to be savored...so, the on-the-spot effect isn't very obvious. Do you understand me?"

While the woman was listening attentively, Lin Sen tried to reinforce his conclusion again:

"In short, Sasakawa, you are also a very important friend to me. I have never secretly disliked you or compared you to others."

Well, I tried very hard to express my opinion.

And someone's subsequent reaction also verified that Lin Sen was on the right track.

She suddenly became lively again. Although her face was still gloomy, she adjusted her posture and sat cross-legged on the chair, facing him.

"Do you really feel for me?"

"Isn't that a bit too direct?"

The woman completely ignored the complaints and instead stood up and came over again.

His hand touched Lin Sen's chest again.

When she spoke, her voice changed to a childlike tone similar to that of a short-haired girl:

"Trash, bastard, weak and incompetent."

"Hey, don't use other people's voices for this kind of thing."

“It actually has no effect…”

In Lin Sen's peripheral vision, the woman pursed her lips, thinking about something.

"That must be the case. So, don't dwell on it any more..."

"I like you."

"?"

The woman's free hand suddenly came in handy.

Reaching out to cover someone's mouth, she gently bit his earlobe.

He exclaimed again:

"I like you. You, like me, should I tell you this..."

"Mori-kun?"

"Or...I actually have an advantage over Ito."

"So much so that even when I scold you, I can slowly savor the feeling..."

"I'm so stupid as to be a clear, weak and incompetent trash?"

Chapter 55: Child's Nature

In the study.

The afternoon sun pours in through the window.

Sasagawa Rimei's body was trembling slightly.

"Surprisingly, there is a reaction."

This is how I evaluate the phenomenon I feel.

At this moment, there was a strange sense of pleasure in her cold voice as she commented on the response of the person she had restrained to her previous remarks.

The next level of conclusion:

"So, you, Mr. Special Fetish, get excited when people scold you?"

A hand reached out, grabbed the bird's claw that she used to cover her mouth, and quickly broke it off.

"So, first you stir up my emotions, then you take the opportunity to insult me ​​with some unpleasant words, and finally you force the connection between being scolded and excitement, right?"

After finally recovering from the character's stiffness caused by someone's explosive remarks, Lin Sen immediately used his combat skill called "Glare":

"I've played it for you to understand."

Flamingo's expression remained gloomy, but judging by the interest in her eyes, she seemed to be in some strange state.

"It's indeed such an overt conspiracy. But judging by his reaction, it seems that he actually enjoys this kind of excitement."

"Did I enjoy it? Incredible."

Sasagawa Rimei did not give a direct answer to this rhetorical question.

Keeping the posture of hugging the body from the side, she placed her hand on someone's chest and rubbed it several times through the clothes, and then finished with a slight pressure.

His voice rose slightly, with a certain victorious joy:

"Your heart is beating so fast."

"Because my heart is filled with rage, it wants to swirl and flow through every vein in my body, and I want to use my flaming fist on you immediately. I didn't attack you only because of my good manners and courtesy."

"Is it possible that such a thing exists in the soul of the Submissive Lord?"

"What else? If you were someone with a bad temper but equally self-disciplined, they would have beaten you, a naughty child, until you cried loudly."

"When such words come out of the mouth of a despicable man, there is always a unique sense of humor in the style of Mark Twain."

"Let's get back to the point." Lin Sen didn't choose to react violently in the end, but just sighed, "Your doubts should be answered, right? You're not some low-class person. Stop it, can you let go?"

"But you haven't answered my question directly."

"what?"

The woman's left hand, which had been broken off, returned to its original position.

Putting her arm around the young man's shoulder, she continued to whisper.

"Do you like hearing me say this? I'll start with some sweet words that only lovers can say, and then I'll neutralize them with insults. Isn't this also a way of saying nothing is owed to either of us?"

"Where did you get this chemist? It's a shame you didn't go back to the Industrial Revolution and open the door to the molecular world."

But Lin Sen also knew that he had to answer the questions of curious Miss Li Ya.

I replied in a serious tone, trying to squeeze out a few words that weren't too perfunctory:

"A heartbeat or something is a response, right? And I'll just have to add that playing this game with you is quite enjoyable. Are you satisfied?"

"So, Tunsheng Ninki-kun actually likes being scolded by me, right?"

"How did you graduate from university with a degree in logic? Waseda?"

"I studied liberal arts in college. Compulsory science courses were not part of my curriculum."

"No wonder Japanese journalists are so good at distorting the facts. It must be a fine tradition for liberal arts students like you."

The routine mutual attacks no longer cause any harm.

Liberal arts student Sasakawa Rio even frowned and seriously considered some of the science knowledge she had retained from high school: