I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

At the door, a beautiful figure stands tall, her skin is more than snow, and she is wearing a black and white matching Sobu high school uniform. There are two distinctive headbands tied on her soft pink hair, and her dark green eyes are not looking elsewhere. Instead, he stabbed at Chen Feng openly.

"I don't want to be called sick by a girl if I can."

"Yet you are ill."

Stepping on the tiles with thick and hard soles, the footsteps that Chen Feng hated to hear the most sounded pleasant now for some reason.

After a while, this girl who looked like May Nine Fen Nine came to Chen Feng's table and put a bento box wrapped in a dining cloth on his table.

Chen Feng's gaze moved from the bento to Nino's face, it was obviously a vicious look in the eyes of outsiders, but Nakano Nino felt her heart beating faster for some reason.

"You don't have to keep making me stuff, you don't actually owe me anything."

Chen Feng shook his neck awkwardly, because the trembling of his voice gave him the urge to cough.

It was something he did subconsciously, almost muscle memory.

This impulse to suppress the cough was very useful, and it was also convenient for him to hide his figure in his previous actions, so as not to expose himself to the enemy.

Therefore, even if he wants to cough now, if there are people around, he will try not to cough.

Well, that stinky bitch doesn't count.

"Huh? There is a beautiful girl who makes lunch for you every day. You don't have to be grateful, but you still want to refuse?" Er Nai slapped the table on the right side of Chen Feng with a 'bang', her face full of disbelief .

"I just don't think it's necessary. I'll go to the cafeteria for lunch."

He shook his head. Chen Feng had heard about the situation of the Nakano family from Wu Yue. The five of them lived together, and their stepfather was usually busy with work and rarely came to take care of them personally, and their mother... died of illness not long after marrying the current father.

As for the biological father? Chen Feng only knew that he was still alive, but Wu Yue didn't tell him the specific situation.

Even if they are not his own daughters, this father loves them sincerely. This can be easily seen from the faces of the Nakano quintuplets. Their father will satisfy everything they want as much as possible .

Whether it's the eldest sister or the youngest sister, everyone is having a good time.

What a strong father...

Even if they were adopted, they would have made a lot of compromises with the biological father legally and financially, right?

"Hey Hey hey!"

Nakano Nino's palm waved up and down in front of Chen Feng's eyes, so that Chen Feng could vaguely smell the lemon scent on the girl.

Finally attracted Chen Feng's attention, Er Nao bit his lip, hesitated, and finally asked:

"Is it too sick, do you want to ask for leave to go back to rest? I...I..."

After talking intermittently for a long time, Nino finally spoke the second half of the sentence.

"I can help you talk to your class teacher, anyway, he definitely dare not disagree."

"It's just that my head is a little dizzy. It shouldn't be a big problem."

"Let me see..." Er Nai raised his hand without authorization, but Chen Feng dodged it subconsciously, and his pretty face suddenly puffed up, "Hey! Don't hide, you idiot!"

Put the important head in contact with other people's palms... If it's not necessary, Chen Feng doesn't really want to do it.

Just like Shizuka Hiratsuka's evaluation, Chen Feng is very insecure, he wants to grasp all external factors, and he will prepare in advance to avoid all possible dangers.

But if this girl...

Chen Feng looked around for a short while. He had observed all five girls in the Nakano family, and they didn't seem to have practiced martial arts, and her sleeves, waist, and pockets didn't look like they were equipped with murder weapons.

Maybe... nothing to be afraid of?

But facing Er Nai's hand stretched out towards his forehead again, Chen Feng's brain became more and more tense as the distance got closer and closer.

Clap!

Those harmless hands froze in the air, Er Nai looked at the overturned chair on the ground in surprise, and Chen Feng jumped to the corner of the wall like a cat, clinging tightly to the wall.

Chen Feng also realized that he had done a stupid thing, but he couldn't stop his body movements, and finally his mind obeyed his body.

If a person's kindness is rejected or even trampled upon, even Chen Feng knows that those who do good deeds will be disappointed.

Sure enough, Nino bit her lip imperceptibly, her dark green eyes really couldn't see the previous activity.

He blamed himself a little.

Under the mask, Chen Feng's mouth opened for a while before speaking.

"That...sorry..."

It seemed that staying in the classroom was not a good choice, Chen Feng walked out with his head down, and the classroom, which was a bit popular, became alone.

"What... what..." Er Nai pouted, kicked the corner of Chen Feng's table lightly, and finally helped the chair lying on the ground up again.

Since Chen Feng had left, she didn't need to stay in this classroom, but she kept replaying Chen Feng's actions of avoiding her palm at that time in her head.

He seemed... scared?

It's just taking your body temperature with your hands. What's there to be afraid of?

However, those brown eyes were trembling, and even Nino Nakano could feel that emotion very clearly.

In the corridor, Er Nai lifted her bangs and touched her forehead.

Some hot, some cold.

Hot is flame, and cool is ice.

One can feel the temperature without touching it, and the other knows how cold it is only by touching it.

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As soon as the bell for morning self-study rings, almost every classroom will turn into an inaccessible wasteland, and near the notice board downstairs in the teaching building, it will become Tokyo in 1990, with no shortage of people at all.

The Ice Princess of class J in the second year, she has always been confident in her grades. She adheres to the idea that no one in the second grade can play, and she doesn't even bother to check the results immediately.

What is there to say, besides myself, who else is the number one in the second grade?

A group of naive people are maintaining their youth in a bubble-like high-rise, their friends are not even friends, maybe this school is their real friend.

After all, the school is here, and people may not be able to find it after they leave.

There is nothing to talk about at this moment, and there will only be nothing to talk about in the future.

A prematurely mature mind can make a person not as gregarious as it seems on the surface. People her age are still giggling, but she is already tired of it.