The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

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There was only one table in the middle of the classroom.

Sitting across the table from them was Hiroki, who was considered a suspect in a major incident, and Detective Kasumigaoka Shiina, who was invincible in handling such cases, and the senior Shiina whose every word was heart-wrenching.

In addition, there was another table a little away from the interrogation table. Patrolman Spencer Eriri Sawamura, who was in charge of taking notes, was standing there, writing in a sketchbook with a pencil. Michiru Hyodo was sitting next to her, looking at her in amazement, as if she was impressed by her amazing painting skills.

Hiroshi felt like crying. Please, you're one of the people involved, can't you feel a little nervous about the situation? Where did he get the confidence to leave it all to him like he was on a picnic? He couldn't remember doing anything big for Michiru that made her so confident in him.

Let me add a little more. Kato Megumi and Kawasaki Saki were also sitting in the audience, which was a table next to the classroom. They lowered their heads and seemed to be concentrating on playing with their mobile phones. If you pay attention, you can find that their eyes often wandered between Hiroki and Hyodo Michiru.

Hiroshi blinked in confusion, not quite understanding the significance of all the fuss these people were making. Had he made a mistake? The script had already been revised, the storyboards had been drawn according to the outline, and the production company had recently gone over to Yui to finalize the details. There was nothing wrong.

By the way, why is Yui always late recently? She hasn’t come yet. Did something happen?

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Hiroshi who had a confused look on his face, and then thought of another person who had not yet come to the club. The words she had secretly come to her and said not long ago emerged in her mind. Her eyes narrowed even more, as if a cold light was about to reveal itself.

"Yui is a good girl."

Hiroshi was even more puzzled by these ambiguous words. Were these people really that close? Kasumigaoka Utaha and Yuigahama Yui were close friends. What was going on?

"So, Hyodou Michiru-san, huh?"

Ignoring Hiroshi, Kasumigaoka Utaha continued to ask. The aura on her body, the sense of majesty of a lady, made Hiroshi think that if Kasumigaoka Utaha were in an ancient imperial palace, she would definitely be the head of a palace. Her aura was too strong.

"Eh? Are you calling me?"

Michiru, who had been concentrating on watching Eriri draw, shuddered when she heard the call, coming back to her senses from another world. It wasn't her fault. In fact, she wasn't attracted by Eriri's painting skills, but by the way Eriri drew Hiroki so handsomely that even she couldn't help but be drawn into the picture.

Ahem, let me explain it another way.

Eriri is a manga artist, so you know what I mean.

Michiru was also very curious about why Eriri could strip Hiroki naked while drawing. It must be said that this is also a very powerful ability.

Another small question is why Eriri is so familiar with Hiroki's body, and the texture of each muscle is drawn so finely, as if she had really seen it with her own eyes and touched it with her own hands.

Michiru pondered for a while and found that this club was not as simple as she had imagined.

Sure enough, what Hiroshi said was absolutely right. The people in this club are very interesting.

With an amused smile on his lips, he looked up and met Kasumigaoka Utaha's smiling gaze.

"So, Hyodou-kun, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Well, of course."

"Thank you, so first of all, how old are you?"

"The same age as me, sixteen."

"I didn't ask you!!!"

In response to Hao Shu's kind interruption, he was greeted with Shiyu's murderous gaze, which made him open his mouth silently and then close it obediently.

It’s so scary, so terrible. If I continue to be naughty, she will kill me. This thought inexplicably arose in Haoshu’s mind, and he trembled.

"Where's your birthday?"

"…Uh, is it necessary to ask that?"

Michiru finally answered the question, which was indeed a rhetorical question, but at this moment Shiyu's eyes were not on her. When she asked this question, her eyes were involuntarily focused on Hiroshi. Not only her, but everyone else in the audience turned their eyes to Hiroshi when they heard this question.

"Why are you all looking at me? Aren't you asking Hyodou-san? I'm not saying anything."

"...Actually, I didn't think it was necessary, but something just suddenly occurred to me. Is there anything wrong, Hyodou-kun?"

Ignoring Hiroshi's small protest, Shiyu turned her head back and resumed her smiling expression.

"No."

"So when is your birthday?"

"December 18th."

"what"

Haoshu's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, Shiyu glared back at him, and he shut his mouth obediently.

"That's eleven days behind him."

Eriri, who was standing by, stopped painting and muttered something as soft as a mosquito's whistle, but no one heard it, or no one knew it except some people.

"Isn't that already past?"

"Well, it just happened today. I spent it at home with my good friends. Mom and Dad were also very happy. It was very lively."

Although she said it happily, Michiru gave Hiroki a resentful look.

Maybe it was because Hiroshi happened to have a high fever during those days and was unreliable.

Hiroshi looked up at the clock, then at the sky, and stood up from his seat.

"what happened?"

Everyone in the group was looking at him, puzzled by his actions.

"I'll go see what Yui is doing. You guys can chat slowly. More communication can build a deeper bond."

"Yui? Who is she?"

Michiru asked curiously.

"Hey, Yui, you're my girlfriend."

The last ray of light in the sky disappeared, and Hiroshi smiled very gently.

Michiru's screams in front of him stopped abruptly.

Eriri's pencil scratched the paper.

Shiyu's beautiful legs froze in mid-air.

Chapter 133 Gokuru Hiroki's Changing Voice

It wasn't Kitamura, it was Gokura Hiroki who said that. As soon as the words fell, the scene suddenly became dead silent. Everyone was like being in a thorny jungle under Saya's Song, tightly bound by it, and even the air was frozen.

Even though this matter was a secret that most of them had not revealed, when Hiroshi said this with a smile, a strong feeling of unwillingness emerged in the hearts of every girl present.

Especially the happy expression on his face, it really makes me angry!

Even those who knew the news in advance had this mentality, so what about Michiru who was still unaware?

"Hiroshi!! What did you just say?"

Michiru's hands were shaking constantly, her head was raised with a stiff smile, and her face was pale. She even suspected that she was hallucinating, but in reality, Hiroshi's happy expression was definitely not fake. At this moment, his heart was completely occupied by the girl named Yui, whom he had never met before. She looked at him, but there was no her in his eyes.

The girls here are all very outstanding, beautiful, smart, and each has their own merits. Michiru was a little worried from the moment they came in, but when she saw Hiroshi greeting them calmly, her worries gradually disappeared. Unexpectedly, she was beaten to the spot by a latecomer.

Who is that guy who hasn’t appeared yet?

Is she better than the girls here?

There were fine teeth marks carved on the tender red lips, and Michiru was filled with disbelief.

"Isn't it normal to care about your girlfriend? Stop looking at me like that. I'm shy too, but isn't this the truth?"

Hiroshi scratched his head and said with a slightly hot face.

"It's normal, it's a fact."

Kasumigaoka Utaha lowered her head, her bangs covering her eyes, making it impossible to see the expression on her face. Her voice became lowered and she fell silent.

Michiru, clueless in comparison, was struck by lightning, a faint smile breaking across her delicate features. She stumbled back a few steps, holding onto the desk beside her, struggling to support herself, panting slightly.

"You must be kidding. Wasn't Hiroshi alone the last time we met?"

Why? It feels like my heart has been stabbed by a knife. It hurts so much, it really hurts!

Why? I want to cry so much, my eyes are so sore, please stop! I am strong!

The dream replayed itself, that familiar chest like the scorching sun, the warmth that filled my heart, and the most important sentence

"I like you!!!"

Was all this really just a dream? Didn't we promise to never forget it?

They had finally met, and they had finally remembered each other's names, so why did the girl named Yui go first? Couldn't he just stick to his principles?

At such a young age, they had such passionate feelings, but it just faded away so easily?

"Idiot! Why are you still standing here in a daze? Why don't you go find your girlfriend?"

Suddenly, Eriri's voice interrupted from the side. She crumpled the torn drawing paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can, glaring at Hiroshi with hatred in her emerald blue eyes.

"Yeah, okay. I'll go then."

Hiroki nodded, not caring about the words Eriri might have emphasized. His standard for judging feelings was: if you say you like me, then you like me. Hiroki Gokura was never good at using the most beautiful fantasies to speculate about the girls around him. Without expectations, there would be no hurt, so he would never imagine whether the girl around him liked him because of the slightest kindness she showed.

For Hiroshi himself, the phrase "you are a good person, we are not suitable for each other" is something he has heard enough of in his previous life.

So, stop showing such aggrieved expression.

As he left, no one noticed that Hiroshi's fists were clenched tightly, and his fingertips were turning white.

Girls' tears are the most annoying.

The heavy footsteps gradually faded away, and the air in the classroom gradually melted away by the pressure of the footsteps and began to circulate in strands.

"Yes, Hyodou-san, right?"

Shiyu was silent for a moment, then spoke softly while looking at Michiru with a gloomy expression.

There was no response to her question, and Michiru lowered her head, looking demotivated.

"What's wrong? Is this the so-called music director of our club? I don't know what Hiroshi was thinking when he let you in. We don't want someone who just sits there and stares blankly."

When the word "music" was mentioned, Michiru's rosy eyes suddenly regained some of their liveliness. She slowly raised her head and stared at Shiyu.

"Whew, glaring is nice, but just glaring isn't going to do anything. That guy said we're a team that's going to create a miracle, a team that's going to keep moving forward under his leadership. If you still have that mentality, I think you should leave with that expression on your face."

Her body was shaking violently, and a feeling of unwillingness surged in her heart again. Under everyone's gaze, Michiru slowly stood up, walked quickly to Shiyu, suddenly bent down and put her face very close to Shiyu, staring at the person in front of her. The tears accumulated in her eyes were sealed by the power called stubbornness and could not flow out.

The voice was hoarse and trembling, and the throat rolled and vibrated.

"I won't! Go!"

Shiyu was obviously startled by Michiru's actions. Looking at the face so close to her and the expression of trying her best, she could vaguely feel her mood.

"I do not go!"

With the same strength as her, this belief, and this crazy idea of loving, it is not excessive in any way.

Is all this their fault or Hiroshi's fault?

They are both right!

There is no reason, no basis and no logic to liking this kind of thing.

Especially for the youth in life, love is the most beautiful picture.

"Hey, let me tell you a little secret. That guy's happiest moment was when Yui confessed to him."

"Hey, it was the girl who confessed first?"

"It is said that she was the one who kissed him first."

"Well"

Beside her, Eriri let out a small, angry whine, making her presence felt. Shiyu smiled, unfazed by this expression.

"By the way, what was the name of the song you sang just now?"