People in Tokyo, the world is clear

So much so that, only now, did the two begin their belated argument.

Recalling this, Lin Sen pinched his chin.

He answered Qingshan Xiazhi's question in a normal tone:

“I understand.”

Then Miss Aoyama was choked by this calm attitude.

He was speechless for a while, so he stood up, walked around behind the young man, grabbed his shoulders and shook his body back and forth violently.

I used all my strength and finally shook out his words:

"You mean to say that my buddy is a scumbag who has a girlfriend but still keeps her hanging. Pretend not to understand the confession."

"Isn't it very clear to you?" Ms. Qingshan raised her voice. "So, why?"

"this."

The young man sighed, "The reason why it became like this is simple to explain."

After saying this, he stood up, grabbed the woman behind him by the shoulders, and pushed her back into her own chair.

Then, he said in a deep voice:

"Sasakawa is my wife."

"..."

Qingshan Xiazhi slowly opened his mouth.

It took about half a minute to digest this belated information.

Then, he looked up and stared at the young man in front of him, as if he wanted to get to know him all over again.

After a few seconds, the murmur finally sounded——

"Scumbag."

"That's right. This is my true nature hidden deep down."

"..."

"Do you recognize it, Qingshan?"

"So stop playing tricks on me, you stupid idiot!"

Miss Qingshan suddenly jumped up, using the momentum of a martial arts technique, and circled around the person in front of her, punching his shoulders one by one:

“What is the real situation?”

"You mean, you think there's something hidden?"

“Isn’t this a sure thing!!!”

"I'm glad you have such trust in me. Aoyama Kobayashi, good friends forever."

"Hey! Don't speak in such a weird tone all of a sudden! It's disgusting!"

In short, probably due to their understanding of each other's nature, Miss Aoyama was finally able to understand the true situation more easily.

Based on the information available, she came to her own conclusion:

"I see. Sasagawa doesn't want to let go right away, but Ito seems to be accepting the challenge..."

"To be honest, they are both very good people. So, while I'm flattered, I can only respect each other's choices."

Lin Sen told the truth.

Unfortunately, what I really said was only met with an exaggerated expression of disgust on the other person's face.

"You get a bargain but still act nice!"

"That's fine if you feel that way."

In this regard, we can be honest.

All I can say is that the habit of picking and choosing appears again at this moment.

Lin Sen decided to put all the complicated relationships on the table with everyone's permission.

I'm so tired of agonizing over this. Since a dear angel lady has chosen to forgive the ignorant people of the world, let it be.

However, this attitude of being as fearless as a dead pig seems to have slightly angered a certain simple-minded girl.

She narrowed her eyes as she looked at him.

"Although I thought about it, it's hard for me, an outsider, to say anything."

Blind Qingshan cleared his throat and said, "But, this is not good at all! Besides, I always have a strange premonition."

"what?"

"I have a feeling that if this continues, Xiaolin, you will sooner or later do something to let Ito down. Then, Ito will hide in a corner, curled up sadly, and tremble."

"Like this?"

Lin Sen was shocked by the weak and pitiful image of the little angel in the eyes of others.

Miss Aoyama turned a deaf ear to his question.

As if she could see the scene she had imagined, a sense of justice suddenly appeared on her face.

Then, his temperament suddenly took on a touch of ruthlessness and decisiveness, and he glared at me with his hands on his hips:

"You can't let this happen! If you really make Ito cry in the end, I will never forgive you, Xiaolinsen!"

"If that's the case, what about our friendship? Can we still be good friends forever?"

"No way! Bad stranger forever!"

"Wow. So, Aoyama Kobayashi is no match for Aoyama Ito after all?"

"That's right! I'm on the team!"

With this declaration, the female singer gathered an astonishing aura:

"I'm from Ito's side! Where did you come from, you idiot? Move out of here!"

"So, what about Sasakawa?"

"Riya (indifferent)?"

"Wow. Are you not going to talk to me anymore?"

"We still have to talk. However, as a fellow fan of Saint Ito's gospel hot pot, I will definitely try my best to change Sasakawa's fetish!"

Then Miss Aoyama began to gag at the metaphor she used at the end of her sentence.

He covered his mouth and coughed several times before shaking his head with a sad expression:

"Sasagawa is just as she said, deeply influenced by the evil thoughts of a certain scumbag... Even the metaphors he uses are so perverted and terrifying."

"Dude, the person being attacked hasn't spoken yet."

Lin Sen began to try to clear his name.

Unfortunately, Miss Justice Messenger did not accept his explanation.

He pointed out the new relationship between the two:

"Anyway, from now on, I will definitely fulfill my duties as a watcher! As Ito's best friend, I will definitely help her keep a close eye on you!"

"what?"

"Don't do anything to let her down, understand?"

"Have you gotten into a strange role?"

However, although he was a little amused by the crazy look of the woman in front of him, Lin Sen was still very happy about one thing.

Vitality - something that I have always admired, is finally slowly returning to this frustrated girl.

I feel some comfort in my heart.

But at the same time, the valve was not closed:

"So, a hot pot meal made you switch to Xiguo's camp, Qingshan?"

"This isn't switching sides at all. This is clearly loyalty, as it has been practiced since ancient times." Miss Aoyama held her head high, as if transported back to the days of uprightness. "Mr. Kobayashi, you and I are both loyal to Lord Ito. Although you have generously aided me, if you betray my lord, I will draw my sword against you."

"Have you been promoted to lord again? So your way of showing your love to the lord is to hug her and squeeze her until she whimpers every time you see her?"

"I believe that Your Highness Ito must have sensed my earnest feelings."

Ba Yisi stable Ling Xie Qi Ni Ba

“It’s just like the real thing.”

But Miss Qingshan seemed to have a genuine attitude after all - so much so that for the first time, she took the initiative to volunteer to participate in Lin Sen's writing communication.

I followed closely and visited the rental house of a literary editor.

However, as soon as he met the incarnation of a certain bird animal again at the entrance, his aura immediately weakened a lot.

Despite my best efforts, I could only weakly come up with some high-sounding excuses:

"As a fan of Itsuki-sensei's books, I'd like to observe Kobayashi's creative process here... Is that okay?"

Miss Qingshan has that strange yet simple respect that farmers have for literary people.

Therefore, perhaps because he was concerned about the bookish air of Flamingo, he was obviously not as relaxed in front of her as he was in front of Miss Ito.

He rarely even asked questions, but just held the coffee he was offered and nervously responded to the random chatter of another person who was also not good at chatting:

"I heard Qingshan sing on a radio program before. It was very nice, and I could feel his serious attitude and sincere heart from the arrangement and singing."

"Ah! Thank you. But it's not as good as you said...haha."

"Speaking of which, what is the process of composing a tune? How does it feel?"

"Well, my method is to start with a simple melody. Then, I find some drum beats that go well with it and blend them into the melody. Slowly, I get on the right track..."

“It sounds different from writing. But at the core, it’s similar.”

"Is that so..."

"I heard that Mr. Musical Body has given you some inspiration and ideas?"

"Forehead."

Qingshan Xiazhi drew out his voice and glanced at the expression of the woman sitting opposite him.

He took in the curiosity that flickered in her eyes.

If I admit that most of the songs were given to me by Kobayashi, wouldn't that give him a huge boost in Sasakawa's eyes? And naturally, his favorability would improve.

...

No, no!

After making a decision in an instant, Miss Qingshan shook her head firmly.

With an uncomfortable expression on his face, he said:

"No, no. Don't flatter him. Actually, I just give him some tiny, insignificant advice now and then."

"..."

"..."

Then, staring at someone's face filled with an expression of uneasiness that could not be concealed, Sasagawa Rio sighed heavily.

"I see. Vital help with music?"

"Eh?! Why did you see through it and see it?!"

"Aoyama seems to be very bad at lying. Besides, he does have a good understanding of what it means to be insincere."

"Woo!"

"Just now, if you had restrained your wandering eyes and put down your hand that was touching your nose, perhaps your lie would have been more convincing."

Spare 6 7

"Eh! Read, read minds?"

"This is a relatively basic psychology subject. I took related courses at Waseda University."