The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

"Huh? Have you ever heard of a member who joined a club and only officially attended once, and didn't even stay until the end? Don't you think it's ridiculous when you say that, Gogen-kun?"

"Well, that's hard to refute."

"what"

Just when the awkward atmosphere between the two of them was about to begin, Yui suddenly shouted, breaking the deadlock.

"Is Hiroki Hara a member of this department?"

"Well, should I say yes or no?"

Hiroshi looked at Yukinoshita cautiously again, his tone hinting at exploration.

"It used to be, but it's not anymore!"

Yukinoshita spoke without mercy, with the air of authority that a general manager would have. And that made sense. A ghost member who didn't participate in any department activities was not a very welcome presence no matter where they were.

"Wait, Yukinoshita"

Hikigaya glared and tried to stop him, but was glared back at by Yukinoshita's icy expression.

Hikigaya, who is usually full of individualism, was completely restrained by Yukinoshita in this aspect. It seems that this adjustment was quite successful. Hiroshi watched everything and felt a little relieved.

As expected, Yukinoshita is very reliable.

"Thank you, Minister."

"What's wrong? Even if you thank me now, I won't change my mind."

"No, it's just that after seeing this, I feel that the Minister is indeed a very reliable person."

"Yes, yes, I also think Xiaoxue is very reliable."

Yui also came in to help at this time. Although she didn't know what happened between Hiroshi and the club, Hiroshi never relaxed and even worked harder after falling in love with her.

Is it because of the extra responsibility on your shoulders that this has happened?

Was she punished by Xiaoxue for this? Yui wanted to do something to change this situation.

But

"Anyway, even if you want to kick me out, I have no complaints. I still want to thank you."

Hiroshi smiled and bowed slightly, responding to Yukinoshita's astonished look.

Thank you for taking care of this silly girl so gently and responsibly, so that I will have more opportunities after I leave you.

"Also, Hachiman, you have to work hard."

Hiroki said meaningfully while Hachiman looked puzzled.

Your dream is to be a househusband, so you must find such a reliable partner. I am not worthy of such tenderness, but Yukinoshita is not such a simple partner. With your personality, I think you should be a good match for the effort involved.

Live together till old age, you two.

Ha ha

A hint of amusement flashed across his eyes, Hiroshi smiled, shook his head, waved his hand, and turned to meet Yui's gaze.

"Since it's not possible now, then..." Looking at Yui's somewhat evasive eyes, a hint of tenderness in his eyes could not be dissolved, "I will look forward to it, a real surprise."

Turn around and leave gracefully.

Sometimes leaving is also the beginning of happiness.

Knowing that she is working so hard in some corner of the world, how can I repay this love if I don’t work twice as hard?

Although he didn't know the reason, Hiroshi understood who this tenderness was directed at.

You have to work hard.

Compared to the slight heaviness when I came, my steps now feel lighter when I leave.

"Uh"

Before she could say anything, Hiroshi disappeared from Yui's sight.

She wanted to do something for him, something to make him happy.

After spending some time with this idiot, Yui discovered that Hiroshi wasn't actually very smart, and was even a little clumsy in terms of emotions. He could even laugh for a long time over the smallest of things. He was a simple and honest guy. But even such a clumsy person put in more effort and sweat than the average person.

It was because of this, in addition to caring for him, that she liked him even more.

Falling in love with him was such a blessing. Happiness can be shared and passed on. She wanted him to feel the happiest moment on the most important day of the year.

This little surprise is buried deep in my heart. When the day comes for it to be released, Hiroshi will definitely be greeted with a smile filled with joy. The thought of Yui makes him full of energy.

It’s so hard to make cookies with your own hands, so there’s no point if you don’t show that you made them with your own hands.

"That Xiaoxue."

"Ok?"

"While there's still time, let's do it again. I think I've found a trick."

"Row."

"Xiaoqi, don't just stand there and do nothing. Come over and help."

"Oh oh oh"

The sun sets gradually in the west and night falls slowly. Just like cookies after baking, people's hearts are always filled with sweetness.

Chapter 136 Gogen Hiroki and the Little Confused Who Ran Away Again

The day finally ended, urged by the announcement of leaving school.

The NEW GAME club walked out of the school gate together. Yui, who was late, finally returned to the team. No one knew what happened after he left, but when he came back, the atmosphere between them became inexplicably harmonious.

Even Michiru, the newcomer, seemed to have integrated into the group. When Hiroshi came in, she was already happily chatting with Eriri, Shiina and the others.

As long as there is communication, face-to-face communication can really enhance friendship for girls of their age.

But Yui, who is usually lively, seemed unusually silent today. She kept repeating the steps of making cookies in her mouth, as if she was possessed, which made Hiroshi laugh and tap her head.

"Well"

Yui was suddenly hit on the forehead and couldn't help but hold her head and let out a soft cry.

"Let's go home together."

Hiroshi met that gaze and said with a smile.

"Ah."

After responding with understanding, he lowered his head and started reciting it again.

Facing this silly girl, Hiroshi could only smile helplessly and shook his head.

Unlike the silent Yui, the others kept communicating with each other. They were still chatting even when they left the club.

"Senior Shiyu, is our game for all ages?"

"Huh? Why do you ask?"

"Because Eriri-chan drew it."

"Oh"

Upon hearing this, Shiyu and the others couldn't help but show an expression of understanding.

"Hey! Respect the fruits of others' labor! Weren't you guys just gathered together and happily watching it?!"

Her golden twintails fluttered in the air due to her high spirits, and Eriri had an expression that said, "I've been betrayed by you."

"Well, indeed, Eriri-chan draws very well."

Michiru waved her hands and smiled awkwardly to ease the atmosphere.

"Yes, yes"

The others nodded in unison and agreed.

"What did you see?"

Hiroshi, who was walking in front, turned around and asked curiously. Hiroshi had not come back when they were studying this.

"No, no, no, nothing, nothing, we are just discussing philosophical topics, uh, philosophy."

Michiru rolled her eyes and quickly explained, not forgetting to signal Eriri beside her.

"Philosophy? When did you develop such a strange hobby?"

I don't know why, but whenever Hiroshi says these two words, he always feels a chill down his spine.

"Nonsense, you unlearner! We're studying the works of famous philosophers, as Billy Herrington said. Hiroshi certainly can't understand our vast interests."

Eriri, quick-witted, recalled the title of a book she'd stumbled upon. The owner had said it was a work of profound philosophical insight, so this must be a philosophical masterpiece! She puffed out her chest and agreed with Michiru.

"Where did this weird thing come from? I don't remember our school library having this weird thing!"

"Uh, I borrowed this from Ebina-san. Yeah, that's right!"

That's right! The protagonist of this book is Ebina Hina, a philosophy master from Class 1B!

Along the way, everyone was arguing and the atmosphere was relaxed, exuding the flavor of youth.

However, this strange group attracted the attention of passers-by. After all, a group of beautiful girls surrounding a boy is an extremely enviable situation.

For Hiroshi, who prefers a world of two, being surrounded by a group of beautiful girls is actually very uncomfortable.

Especially the girl who accepted the missionary work of that guy Ebina Hime.

He couldn't help but get a headache when he thought of the guy who blushed and his heart beat fast every time he held a doujinshi of his work.

Why does it give me a headache? Maybe it’s because the male protagonists in Hiroshi’s illustrations are all so handsome.

It's clearly a harem work, so why do some people always use the handsome protagonists to draw gay-themed doujinshi? Hiroki totally doesn't understand this.

But after receiving the copyright fees, he no longer cared so much about this matter. He just wanted to sell more so that he could earn more commission.

After clearing away the chaotic thoughts in their minds and chatting while walking, the group finally arrived at the intersection, and Hiroshi could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Yui is in one direction, Hiroki, Eriri and Kato are in one direction, and the new member Michiru happens to be in the same direction as Shiwa and Saki. Naturally yet somewhat unexpectedly, Hiroki stands next to Yui.

"Then see you tomorrow, gentlemen. Don't linger on the road any longer. It's so cold, so go home early."

As the president, Hiroki made the last collective speech of the day in front of everyone and gave his final instructions as expected.

"I know, I know. You always act like an old woman."

As usual, Eriri waved her hands vigorously as if to dispel Hiroshi's buzzing instructions like flies. Her eyes looked not far away and saw that the housekeeper of the house still appeared on time, quietly parked the car there and waited.

"All right"

He shut his mouth in disappointment and naturally held the hand of the person next to him.

"Then, I'll leave first."

The voice carries the unique flavor of this season, as if the cool taste seeps into the mind. It comes from Eriri's mouth, and her golden hair flutters with her movements. It is crisp and neat, out of sight, out of mind.

Hiroshi's actions naturally caught her attention. A complicated look flashed in her eyes, and she unconsciously classified herself as a light bulb or something like that, which made her even more annoyed. She waved goodbye and left quickly.

Looking at the black car driving away, Haoshu took a deep breath of cool air, then slowly exhaled and gestured to everyone.

"Then it's time for us to go."

On the way home, two feet, one big and one small, stepped on the sidewalk one after the other. The two people's paces became consistent. Hiroshi slowed down and always kept the same speed as Yui.

They walked to the tram stop like this, and Yui still acted like she had just left school, which made Hiroshi shake his head helplessly.

She reached out and touched her pink hair. Perhaps the strange feeling on her head woke her up, and she looked up at Haoshu in a daze.

"We're at the station now. Let's stop here for today."

Every day starts and ends at the station.

Yui subconsciously held the loosened hand, and thus met Hiroshi's puzzled gaze.

"Hey Hiroshi."

"what?"

Feeling the soft little hand in his palm, Hiroshi held it with his backhand and waited quietly for what was to come.

"Come to my house for dinner."

Yuigahama Yui took another step in a daze.