Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

"If you schedule so many dates again, I'll be a dog."

Kitahara Takashi didn't get a good rest at all last night.

Sitting on the tram, Kitahara Takashi was drowsy, his head drooping, and it felt like he might fall asleep at any moment.

"I can't sleep, I can't sleep, forget it, I'll just take a nap. ~"

After less than five minutes, Kitahara Tsutomu closed his eyes peacefully.

The girl, who was huddled aside and trying to avoid contact with the crowd, suddenly felt her left shoulder sink, as if something heavy was pressing on her shoulder.

Her entire body instantly fell into a state of rigor mortis.

44. The cowardly group gets a high score (vote request)

Whether it's a holiday or a weekday, Tokyo trains are always packed with people.

How to close the tram doors smoothly is the biggest headache for station assistants every day.

In order to get the tram moving, they had to use all their strength to push people in and barely close the door.

On a crowded tram, a girl was reading quietly with a book in her hands.

The sounds around him seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and no sound could reach his ears.

The midday sun is bright and gentle.

The sunlight coming through the car window fell on her eyebrows and eyes, as if casting a faint golden glow on her cool and beautiful face.

The scene before me is as beautiful as a painting.

It gives people the illusion that even if the world ends, the girl will stay there and continue reading.

A beautiful boy was leaning on the girl's shoulder.

On the three-dimensional and angular face, the arched brows and the simple double eyelids bring an oriental sense of subtlety.

The nose with a steep rise and fall is delicate and attractive, the jawline is tight and smooth, and the overall appearance reveals a noble and pampered mixed-race beauty.

He was a truly beautiful boy.

It is a perfect combination of Western bone structure and Eastern skin, a face that is a perfect balance of three-dimensionality and softness.

It is a beauty that can break through many restrictions such as region, style, age, cultural differences, etc., and be perceived and recognized by everyone.

Perhaps because she was afraid that her movements would disturb the boy, the girl maintained the same posture for a full five minutes.

But the glances she gave to the boy on her shoulder from time to time were filled with love.

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful and elegant. Anyone who sees this couple will think of the word "perfect match".

Just the two of them standing together gives people a visual enjoyment.

"Please get married soon," several people on the train who were obsessed with looks said in their hearts.

Everyone thought they were a sweet couple, but in fact, Komi Shoko didn't even know Kitahara Takashi who was sleeping with his head leaning on her shoulder.

Previously, when they were at school, Kitahara Tsuyoshi accidentally stepped on her foot, so she still had an impression of him.

I can’t really say that we know each other.

"What should I do? Should I push him away? But that would wake him up, right? He looks very tired, but I'm about to get off the train."

Beneath Komi Shoko's beautiful face, which seemed unmoved by anything, no one knew that a struggle between her conscience and her own desires was going on in her heart.

She wanted to push Kitahara Takashi away, but she couldn’t do it >_<! ! !

I have clearly made up my mind and have imagined the scene countless times in my mind, but when it comes to actually doing it, I am too nervous to take the first step.

"Ochanomizu Station is here."

No matter how tormented Komi Shoko was, the train still followed the planned route to Ochanomizu.

'I want to get off!!!'

Komi Nozomi seemed to have made some decision. She closed the book with a "snap" and turned to face her own difficulties.

"Come on, Glass, you can do it."

Komi Shoko kept encouraging herself in her heart, her eyes were firm and deep, as if they could illuminate the dark fog.

This time, she must wake him up.

Komi Shoko was so determined, her eyes and aura so powerful that those who didn't know her would think she was going to the octagon.

Then there is no more then.

She stared at Kitahara Tsuyoshi straight, and did not wake him up until the tram door slowly closed.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work."

Watching the train door close, Komi Shoko lowered her head dejectedly as if she had suffered some heavy blow.

The cowardly group got one point.

'It's all your fault.'

Komi Nozomi stared at Kitahara Tsutomu with resentment.

The resentment that soared into the sky turned her sharp, drooping eyes into small ones. She stared at Beiyuan Zun, trying to wake him up with her eyes.

Kitahara Takashi naturally felt the "fierce" look of Komi Shoko.

At this moment, he was sleeping soundly and dreaming that he was on a super luxurious yacht, spending money like crazy.

Around him are beauties of different skin colors (except black) and styles.

He decided to have a silver party after he had distributed the coins!

"Hey hey hey..."

Looking back at the exotic and swaying beauties around him, Kitahara Tsutomu smiled as brightly as Gengar.

He has been walking on thin ice all his life, working like a slave for women, and being a bootlicker, always available at their beck and call. Isn't it all for this moment?

Then play music, then dance!

His yacht party will last for three days and three nights.

"Ah, my mouth is watering."

When Gu Jianshao saw the saliva flowing from the corner of Kitahara Tsutomu's mouth, her small eyes began to become wider and farther.

This is so annoying!

Step on yourself when you first meet.

The second time they met, he leaned on my shoulder and drooled.

The third meeting is not...

Kitahara Takashi is really going too far.

Komi Nozomi has been tolerant of him again and again.

Now she couldn't stand it any longer.

She finally chose to endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden after she could no longer bear it.

That’s right, Komi Shoko compromised so spinelessly.

If you mess with her, you're like kicking cotton.

If you touch her bottom line, she will lower her bottom line.

'When will he wake up...'

*

"If you don't love me, give me back my heart~"

Just as Kitahara Takashi was dreaming about the crucial transformation from boy to man, his cell phone rang.

Dreams shattered.

Kitahara Tsutomu woke up.

Full of resentment.

Why do men always wake up at the critical moment when they are about to have an erotic dream?

Answer: The rendering module encountered missing materials and crashed.

To put it simply - brain: Hey, I'm being stupid and I can't think anymore.

It would be a miracle if Kitahara Tsutomu didn't feel any resentment after waking up in this situation.

"Hey!"

Although his mind was still not clear, Kitahara Takashi was still leaning on Furumi Shoko's shoulder and answered the phone.

'He's still relying on it, he's still relying on it! This is too much!!!'

Komi Nozomi didn't see that Kitahara Takashi was interested at all, and her little face became round with anger.

"So cute."

When passersby saw this, they thought Komi Shoko was even cuter.

"Master, why haven't you arrived yet? Where are you?" It was a call from Shijo Zhenfei.

"I'm going to..." Kitahara Tsutomu looked up and his voice stopped abruptly.

Okubo? ? ?

Where is that?

"Why aren't you talking? Is something wrong with you?" Shijo Zhenfei's voice kept coming from the other end of the phone.

"Here I am. I'm almost there. Just two more stops to go."

coming!

A special phrase for those who are still far away from their goal: Just around the corner, two more stops away.

When it's really almost time, he won't answer your call at all, and will look at you with impatience.

"Then I'll wait."

Shijo Shinki obviously doesn't have such friends.

She believed it.

She really thought that Kitahara Takashi was about to arrive.

After hanging up the phone, Beiyuan Zun sighed deeply.

It’s almost here indeed.

We are almost at JR Central Station.

He felt something wet at the corner of his mouth, and when he raised his hand to wipe it, his arm touched something soft.

what is this?

Kitahara Tsutomu turned his head to look.

It just happened to meet the dark, small eyes of Shang Gu Jian Xiaozi.

45. The tram ruined his dream of studying at the University of Tokyo!

Kitahara Takashi: “…”

Furumi Glass: "..."

Their eyes met, and the two of them maintained different postures, frozen in place, and no one spoke.

It seems that whoever speaks first loses.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Until he heard the prompt tone of "Higashi-Nakano Station", Kitahara Takashi's expression remained unchanged and he slowly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.