Why are there only loser heroines around me?

Yana seemed to be still trying on clothes inside, and Ukyo didn't see her.

Wen Shui, a classmate, was pulled by a group of girls to become a tool man. His craftsmanship seemed to be recognized by many people. You Jing saw him helping a group of girls sew props background cloth.

It seems like the cosplayers from their class were going to perform at Guerrilla Halloween? The prop backdrop seemed to be used to decorate the stage for that occasion.

Gan Xia teacher also invited him to perform a short play, but Ukyo refused.

He looked for Yanami in the crowd, but somewhere behind him, a uniform cry of surprise came from somewhere.

Ukyo turned around and was stunned. Bathed in everyone's gaze was Himemiya Karen, who appeared as if she had special effects added to her at any time and anywhere.

This guy?

Is this the succubus boss from some anime?

A mini dress with black and pink as the main colors...The so-called "mini dress" can be simply translated as a dress with a skirt length that just covers the hip line, and when standing upright, the index finger and ring finger can touch the bottom of the skirt.

At the same time, it is precisely because of the subtle proportion of "just covering the hip line" that this type of clothing will continue to exude irresistible "sexual temptation" when worn by women with good figures.

Of course, this kind of temptation has no effect on Youjing. The principal's outdoor pool party is much more exaggerated than this.

At this time, it seems that Hakamada Kusuke is the one who is at the top of the list of those who deserve to be killed. He is wearing a tuxedo and a black cloak, with exposed teeth on his mouth, which fits the stereotype of the vampire image very well. He and Karen seem to be a couple, but the tuxedo on Kusuke has a strong sense of props, like the cheap costume that is repeatedly used in stage plays with low tickets. Fortunately, Kusuke is also handsome, and compared with those "suit brothers" behind Ukyo, he looks much better.

For a moment, Ukyo thought that the two of them were really handsome men and beautiful women, a low-profile version of the Italian nobleman and the red-haired little witch. If Yanami suddenly appeared next to them, it would really feel very awkward. If there was a little more of the secret love that she couldn't let go of in her eyes when she looked at Kusuke, then things would be even more interesting.

But Yanami will no longer appear next to Kusuke.

Yanami, with a peach blossom branch on her head, came out from behind. While Ukyo's eyes were still on the couple, she suddenly said, "When Karen was changing clothes, Kusaki was right next to her. The girls around me were all talking about it. They must have secretly made love several times to be so natural."

Without any warning, a pink figure slid into Ukyo's sight—

She was wearing a light cherry-colored long-sleeved kimono, or rather, it was not a kimono, but some kind of artistically processed long-sleeved dance costume, which lacked the restraint of a kimono and looked very loose. She stretched out her arms and spun neatly in front of Ukyo. From time to time, the light cherry-colored petals that were not firmly stuck on the peach blossom branch crown on her head fell down.

"Look~, look~, it's very nice, right?" Yanaijian seemed to be singing softly.

"That's right." Youjing said.

Yanami noticed that he only looked at her, so she shifted her gaze to other places, such as Karen who was in the center of the crowd, or Lemon who had just come out of the locker room with only the main parts of her body wrapped in bandages and looked even more erotic than Karen.

Yanaijian patted Ukyo's shoulder a little angrily, "Am I not as good-looking as those two?"

His fierce gaze, like that of an angry corgi, stared straight at Ukyo.

"No," Ukyo said, "Didn't you see the Kuhuo Bird? She was trying to chop off the heart-shaped tail swaying on Karen's back with her rapier, but I was trying to stop her with my eyes."

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Yanaimi, are there any impossible thoughts that have arisen in your mind again?"

"Hahaha~, how is that possible!" Yana suddenly fanned herself with her hands and lamely excused herself, "I was just thinking that the peach blossom branch on my head is hard to wear. If you could help me when I change clothes for the Ishibuya Festival tomorrow, then maybe the envious looks the girls gave Karen today would be transferred to me."

Caojie has many secret crushes in his class, and those girls' crush on him did not stop just because he found a girlfriend, which led to Hualian often being looked at with envy.

"So you also want to be envied by others?" Youjing said.

"Yes." Yana suddenly clasped her hands together, looking very holy. "This is the pathetic vanity of girls~, Ukyo, how can we give up such evil things?"

"Vanity can sometimes be a driving force for others to move forward." Ukyo said, "Cherish the negative aspects of yourself; they may be the main reason why you love life."

Yanaijian was suddenly stunned.

“It feels so philosophical…”

"That's not important," You Jing said. "I bought a ticket to the United States for Saturday night. You have to go to California with me. Before you go, you need to spend some time understanding American warehouse culture. Remember that killer? I heard through some channels that he's been buying up abandoned warehouses across the United States, mainly in California. I have to go and see what's going on. Secondly, since he posted my bounty on Zhaofu Daruma, whether it was unintentional or accidental, as long as he posted it, he's an enemy of our firm."

"His commission asked for me to be killed. If I'm not possible, then killing Yanami Kyouna will get half the bounty. I sent him a warning message yesterday, asking him to withdraw the bounty. If he listens to me, then I don't really want to make an extra trip to the United States. There are many wealthy people in this world who like to spend a lot of money to buy abandoned warehouses that others don't want, just like many people in China like to open blind box stores."

"Perhaps opening blind boxes is just a hobby of this killer employer in his spare time. Therefore, our main purpose of going here is to kill the employer who threatened us both, and our secondary purpose is to investigate the warehouse."

Yanami nodded heavily, and the "Peach Blossom Demon" made a cute tongue-out, throat-slitting gesture, "I understand. No matter what evil plan he bought the warehouse for, as long as we kill him, his evil plan will be forced to end."

Very good. Ukyo feels that Yanami is becoming more and more like a member of the Lionheart Society.

"But..." Yanai said, noticing the change in tone, "What if that guy is just a small-time leader with an evil plan? What should we do?"

"Don't worry." You Jing said, "I asked Duke Landau to investigate this matter. He is the underground emperor of the American underworld forces. Nothing can escape his intelligence network."

........

That night.

Xiaoju is writing furiously in front of the computer.

That’s right, the all-important exhibition manuscript is still unfinished.

Xiaoju is the most talented writer in the club, so this job is naturally her responsibility.

The so-called original manuscripts are actually "Japanese translations" of "real reports of supernatural phenomena" occurring in various places. In other words, they use more understandable language to summarize and organize the originally confusing information. A display board can only contain 400 to 500 words...

at the same time.

In a restaurant outside the school.

"Xiaoju seems to be having a hard time writing." Yanaijian said a little worriedly.

Lemon said, "If it's just Japanese to Japanese translation, I can actually help... But Xiaoju seems very insistent. She wants to do it herself. The Ishinobi Festival is tomorrow. I wonder if we won't have enough time to print the display boards..."

"No." Ukyo's words reassured the two of them, "I have a machine at home that's specifically made for printing posters. Xiaoju just needs to send me the manuscript, and I'll type it out that evening, and then hang it up in the classroom tomorrow morning."

"Oh no!" Yanai jumped up from the chair without any warning.

"Xiaoju fainted!"

Yanami showed the two people his phone, which contained a message from Tsuki no Ki.

She seemed to be with Komari, and sent Yanami the address of Komari's house.

"What should we do?" Yanai said, "Should we go see her? It seems like we've thrown such a heavy workload on her, and I feel a little embarrassed... Why don't we buy some more comfort items?"

Heavy workload?

Ukyo doesn't think so. After filling in all the handwritten content on each display board, the total number of words that need to be hand-coded is less than 10,000. For an online writer, it is common to complete such a task in one night. Therefore, Ukyo believes that there may be other reasons why Xiaoju fainted.

For example, the weather has taken a sharp turn for the worse recently, and she may not have paid attention to keeping warm.

Writing the manuscript for the exhibition board may have been one of the reasons that caused her to faint, but it certainly wasn't the only reason.

In short...whether you are an ordinary member or a friend, you should buy some comfort items and visit them.

.......

...

Ukyo still remembers the way to Komari's house.

In a corner of an old residential area in Toyohashi City, when you stand at the door, you can look up and see the bustling CBD.

One-story houses with similar appearances are lined up side by side, and they look neat and consistent at first glance. Only by confirming the house number can you know which house is Xiaomari's home. However, Youjing has a good memory and he basically won't forget a place he has been to once.

Yana saw that it took a long time to search according to the address given by Senior Tsukinoki. She wondered why Ukyo could find Komari's house without looking at the house number.

"I sent her home." Ukyo explained the doubts in Yanami's heart with just one sentence.

He rang the doorbell of Xiaoju's house.

"Hello..." A thin boy opened the door from the inside. From his appearance and tone of voice, you can tell that he is Xiaoju's younger brother. The two of them are like cast in the same mold.

"Hello to you too~" Yanaijian began to show her childlike affinity and gained the little boy's trust in just a few words.

"We are Chika's friends. We heard that she fainted, so we came to see her." Yanami said, showing the comfort items in his hand to the little boy.

He showed a very surprised expression and said: "Sister, you actually have friends."

"Come in with me."

"..."

When I met Xiaoju, her condition wasn't too bad.

He just fell on the bed feeling a little weak. He didn't have a fever or a cold, and it seemed that he just had a little hypoglycemia.

Xiaoju's room is a bit crowded. Her bed is a two-story bed. Xiaoju sleeps on the lower floor, and the upper floor seems to be her sister's living space.

The notebook opposite the bed was still lit, with a half-finished manuscript of a display board on it. Ukyo glanced at the content, which seemed to be an introduction to the Gyuto.

Ukyo poked at his phone.

Guhuo Bird immediately understood and sat cross-legged in front of Xiaoju's computer.

Then.....

The text on the screen suddenly began to increase in size, and the computer keyboard began to strangely dent in on itself.

"You guys..." Xiaoju opened her eyes in a daze.

"It's so hot, my eyes are so hot..."

This seemed to be a sign of a fever. Ukyo reached out and touched her forehead. It seemed that her body temperature was normal, only her eyes were extra hot.

Xiaoju stretched out a trembling finger and pointed in the direction of his computer——

"Do I have a fever? Why do I see a strange bird sitting in front of the computer screen?"

Ukyo and Yanami were both startled.

In the quiet room, only the faint sound of the guhuo bird's delicate claws tapping on the keyboard could be heard.

She has opened her eyes.

After the supernatural resurrection, more and more people have acquired eyes. In order to awaken their eyes, they usually need some kind of emotional stimulation.

"So fatigue is also one of the conditions for awakening the eyes?"

"But tiredness doesn't seem to count as an emotion, does it?"

Yanaijian murmured, "If fatigue can awaken the eyes, then my father must be..."

Forget it, it's not important! Yanai shook his head and took out the mango pudding that Xiaoju usually loved from the comfort items in the bag. He said very gently: "This is Xiaoju's favorite~, and it just so happens that pudding is sweet. Maybe it can relieve the symptoms of hypoglycemia after eating it."

As she spoke, Yanami picked up the spoon and, like Xiaoju's mother, gently fed the mango pudding into her mouth.

Volume 92: Chapter 8: The Ishinobi Festival Officially Opens! (K Chapter)

Xiaoju was very obedient. Since Yanai had fed her, she opened her mouth and ate it obediently.

The sweet pudding aroma spread in the mouth, and the taste perception made Xiaoju feel a little more comfortable.

When people have a fever, their sense of taste usually decreases to a certain extent, and their favorite things will no longer taste good. However, Xiaoju tasted the flavor of dessert. The biggest function of this pudding was to let her know that her illness was not serious and she could still participate in tomorrow's Ishifu Festival.

Yanami was talking to Komari by the bed, and Ukyo had his occupational disease again. He observed Komari's room as if he was examining a crime scene, trying to find the cause of her illness.

There was a class schedule on the desk, and above the schedule, a small printed photo was placed in the lower right corner of the schedule.

It was this summer when the members of their supernatural literature club went to the beach together to collect pictures. In Youjing's memory, from that time on, his members rarely got together.

Lemon is always practicing track and field, Tsukinoki and Tamaki are both worried about the entrance exams, and he and Yanami often have to go out on field work. Most of the time, the key to the supernatural club is in Xiaoju's hands. She is responsible for opening the door in the morning and closing it at night, and she comes and goes alone.

In the photo, there was a picture of him and Xiaoju sitting under a parasol, and the "family photo" of her and everyone was specially placed in a photo frame not far from the class schedule.

Ukyo wasn't in that family photo.

Looking at the photo, he began to wonder when it was taken.

Combining the light from the sun's altitude angle and the brightness of the photo, we can conclude that the photo was taken at noon. What was he doing at noon that day?

The answer is that he took a call from Maori and temporarily went to a crime scene somewhere on the beach. When he came back, everyone had dispersed, and only Lemon was running barefoot on the beach. Ukyo still remembered that she tried to catch up with her Kawasaki H2r barefoot, but she couldn't catch up even after running "hoarsely", and finally she could only kneel on the beach and gasp for breath.

Let’s go back to this photo of him and Xiaoju.

Judging from the angle, the cameraman is coming from straight ahead.

Among their group, Yanami was the one who loved taking photos and sending them on LINE the most. Ukyo remembered that when she was playing in the water that day, she had a special waterproof case tied around her neck, and her mobile phone was inside the waterproof case.

Then the source of the photo is obvious, it was taken by Yanami.

The relationship between the two seems to be better on the Internet than in real life, so it is not surprising that Xiaoju can get photos from Yanami.

However, what Ukyo cares about is not how Komari got the photo, but why his photo was posted in front of the schedule.

In fact, the moment he saw the photo, Youjing already knew this in his heart.

But he didn't point it out.

Many things in the world have no solution, but if you point out the "flaw" in the story, the original knot will be tied tighter, so it is better to let the knot remain in that half-dead state.

She sat under the parasol in a sun-protective suit, hugging her knees and putting on a sullen face. However, next to this plain, worn-out desk, only the corner with the photo stood out.