My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 57 Isn't Rich Girl Sweet?

After the date last night, Fujiwara Xingkong concluded a truth.

The best way to communicate with a neurotic is not to communicate.

When squinting his eyes and brushing his teeth in the morning, he turned on the system and looked at the taskbar.

The task of capturing the gap girl has been completed.

The second sub-task of capturing Xia Xilin has also been completed, and the progress of the strategy has reached 10%.

Looking at it this way, she really likes herself a little bit.

The third sub-task has not been triggered yet, it should be stuck in the plot.

Xingkong Fujiwara is in a good mood. Looking at the panel interface, the remaining points are currently 612.

It looks like a lot, but it actually is.

But things like points are like money, they should be used wisely and should not be squandered at will.

Just let it go.

For the next period of time, without the pressure of the task time limit, you should be able to relax.

He was thinking that he should take advantage of the free time now to brush up on Xia Xilin's favorability.

How to please her?
Xingkong Fujiwara recalled the information that Sakata Sawahito had revealed to him. Xia Xilin was often late in the morning, and most of the days when he was not late, he came to school in a hurry.

Doesn't this mean that she has difficulty getting up just like herself?

The kind who would rather skip breakfast and sleep for 10 more minutes?

In that case, let him, the boyfriend, prepare a love lunch every day.

Fujiwara Xingkong glanced at the refrigerator and decided to make an omurice.

Since Xia Xilin likes Chinese cuisine, Yangzhou fried rice is used instead of the rice in the omurice.

It just so happened that the rice cooker still had the leftover overnight meal made by Yukino Risa yesterday.

This kind of rice has less moisture and will not stick together, so the fried rice will have distinct grains, crisp and springy teeth.

Xingkong Fujiwara found a little ham from the refrigerator, cut it into diced meat, cracked the eggs into a bowl, added salt and minced green onion, beat evenly, and chopped a little shrimp for later use.

Heat up the frying pan, add oil, diced ham, green beans, carrots, corn kernels and other ingredients and stir fry evenly.

Add a little cooking wine, add seasonings, then add the pre-cut shrimps, stir-fry for 1 minute, then quickly add the overnight rice, stir-fry for 2 minutes, then add the stirred eggs, stir-fry evenly.

Finally, spread out the egg skin in a small pot, pour the fried rice into it, wrap it well, put it in a bento box covered with lettuce, paint two small hearts with red tomato sauce, and then use white salad dressing to make one An arrow pierces the heart.

A hearty bento from the Fujiwara family is freshly baked.

When I got back to school, it was already 25:[-].

I asked Sakata Zeren on Line, and after learning that Xia Xilin had come to the classroom, Fujiwara Xingkong did not go back to his classroom, but ran to Class A of the third year where Xia Xilin was.

She is sleeping on the table.

Fujiwara Hoshizo ran his fingers into her beautiful hair and scratched her head.

Xia Xilin slowly raised her face and glared at him with murderous eyes.

But when she saw that it was Fujiwara Xingkong, her expression immediately became very disgusted and impatient.

"Don't bother me." Xia Xilin snapped his hand open and continued to lie down.

"Wake up." Fujiwara Hoshi put his hands into her hair again.

"Do you want to die?"

"Wake up and eat."

"no appetite."

The voice is extremely dull, giving people a feeling of powerlessness.

"Physical discomfort?"

"I'm on my period."

"Do beautiful girls also menstruate?"

"It's still shitting."

"How did you become so inelegant?"

"You don't need to be so elegant in front of your patients."

"Okay." Fujiwara Xingkong squatted down next to her seat, "Come up."

Xia Xilin took a look, "Why?"

"Of course, go to the infirmary. There are beds there."

Xia Xilin felt that this was a very good proposal, so under the gaze of the whole class, she lay on his back with her usual expression.

When I walked out of the classroom, I saw a seaweed head leaning against the wall in a very annoying shape.

"It seems that your relationship is very good."

Abeji hid the jealousy in his heart, smiled and greeted Fujiwara Xingkong: "Hi, my name is Abeji, nice to meet you."

Xia Xilin pinched Fujiwara Xingkong secretly.

The latter understood immediately, and asked Seaweed Head, "How happy are you? Can you express it with a specific quantifier?"

Abe Temple's face froze, and he forced a smile and said: "Fujiwara-san is really a funny person, I believe we will become good friends in the future."

Fujiwara Xingkong shook his head and said regretfully, "A mortal like you is not qualified to be friends with a fairy's boyfriend."

As ugly as Abeji's distorted expression was, Xia Xilin's smile was just as pretty.

Lying on the white bed in the infirmary, she raised her face, and a "baji" was imprinted on Fujiwara Xingkong's cheek.

"I'm in a good mood, I'll reward you."

So Fujiwara Xingkong got up and rubbed her little head non-stop, rubbing and rubbing, until her hairstyle was all messed up, and two hair accessories with bows slipped from her head to her neck.

Xia Xilin was very angry, but she didn't have the energy to talk to him now.

After playing for a while, Fujiwara Hoshizora quickly became bored.

To tease this kind of thing is only interesting if both parties invest together.It's like petting a cat. After you pet it for a long time, but the cat doesn't respond at all, it's better to pet yourself.

Seeing her pale face, he got up and searched around in the infirmary, and finally brought a cup of hot water.

Drinking more water should help.
Xia Xilin took off the bowknot hair ornament and raised her arms: "Put it on the table, I'm going to bed."

"Do I want to accompany you?"

"What do you say?"

"Can I lie down?"

"allow."

Then Fujiwara Xingkong really lay down on it shamelessly.

Xia Xilin turned over, put her head on his arm, moved her body, adjusted to a comfortable position, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Fujiwara Hoshizora stretched out his hand, caressed her delicate little face, tidied her messy hair, and smoothed her eyebrows.

Truth be told, the relationship progressed unexpectedly fast.

He still has a feeling like he is dreaming in a daze.

Now, does she really belong to her?
In other words, he now belongs to her?
No matter what kind of relationship it is, the result seems to be not bad.

Isn't rich girl attractive?
But is this really the result you want?

Fujiwara Xingkong asked himself in his heart, is this really right?
If the next sub-task comes, will I still have the current mentality?

Premonitions always come suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, as if an unmistakable belief was born in an instant but could not be captured.

Fujiwara Xingkong thought of many things he experienced during his trip to Tokyo, the wasted years, the dead people, and the irreversible troubles.

What is reflected in his eyes is only the endless mud.

Step forward with your right foot, lift your left foot, then your right foot.I can't find my place, and I can't be sure if I'm going in the right direction.

Will we continue like this in the future?
The afternoon sun was warm and comfortable. Outside the window, the stray cat was chasing butterflies, and accidentally stumbled. The wind chimes hanging by the window jingled, making crisp mocking sounds.

The breeze blew into the house, and the white curtains fluttered with the wind.

The tall eucalyptus seems to be growing into the house, and under the mottled light and shadow of the sunlight and the swaying leaves, the lonely bare-bottomed children are sleeping in each other's arms.

(End of this chapter)