Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

There was a hint of anticipation in the words.

"Ah, thanks."

Taking the snack from Ping Zewei's hand, Luo Zhen nodded and said.

Seeing Luo Zhen taking the snack that he handed over to Yui Pingze, a happy smile appeared on his face.

For her, this is a very fulfilling thing, just like feeding A Zimiao.

"Speaking of which, Xiaozhen hasn't frowned recently."

With a pat on the palm, Ping Ze Yu said happily.

Apparently he is very satisfied with the results of his correction.

"Okay, is there a big difference?"

Touching his brow subconsciously, Luo Zhen asked curiously.

He didn't feel that way himself.

"Of course."

Without waiting for Yui Hirazawa to respond, Ritsu Tanaka, who was walking in front, hurriedly replied:

"Before, you were always frowning all day long, and it was quite difficult to get in touch when we first met."

"It feels cold and scary, as if it's always hiding something on my mind."

"Although I can talk, I feel like I'm not listening at all."

At the beginning, Ritsu Tanaka was actually a little scared of Luo Zhen.

After all, this person is very difficult to contact at first sight.

And it doesn't feel like a high school student at all.

There is often a feeling of 'big brother underworld just finished cutting people and came here to inspect his own territory'.

At that time, it is not difficult to contact, it is very scary, very scary.

Akiyama Mio agrees.

Once, I saw Luo Zhen wanting to say hello on Qiushan Mio Road, but she was scared and held back by Luo Zhen's dark temperament.

It took a long time to respond.

Since then, Akiyama Mio has had a very subtle resistance to Luo Zhen.

It's not that I hate it, but I think of Luo Zhen's expression from time to time.

Much better now.

"Actually, not really, I actually get along pretty well."

Luo Zhen said with some erratic eyes, and when it came to the end, he was a little lacking in confidence.

The family knows their own affairs.

When I first came to school, I was probably, probably, indeed, maybe a little bit scary.

When he first came to school, Luo Zhen thought that he should rest during the day and go to work at night.

As a result, Luo Zhen often stayed up all night, and went to school to rest the next morning.

As for the scary thing...

I can't blame him, it's all the fault of those ghosts!

The butcher who kills pigs every day will inevitably become a bit vicious.

He deals with those ghosts every day.

It's normal for him to be scary sometimes...

should?

Frowning tentatively, Luo Zhen tried hard to recall the state he had just started, and tried to frown to make his expression scarier.

But now he no longer frowns unconsciously like before.

There is a strange feeling when even frowning.

Maybe this is a good thing?

Luo Zhen himself can't tell, so it's a good thing.

"But Senior Luo Zhen has always given people a very reliable feeling."

"It feels solid."

Azusa Nakano, who was carrying a guitar bag, said something against his will.

In fact, at the beginning, when she saw Luo Zhen, she felt that she was no better than Ritsu Tanaka.

I even feel that this person is a bad boy from somewhere.

Forgive Nakano Azusa has been well protected since childhood.

To her, the bad boy is already a very scary existence.

Describing Luo Zhen as a bad boy is enough to see what kind of status Luo Zhen held in her heart at that time.

But now it's much better, from a bad boy to a...  

Some scary reliable seniors.

(Still scary?)

Although she didn't ask Luo Zhen to do anything, this image is quite profound.

That's the importance of personality.

"Agree."

"Me too."

"Is this a compliment? I'll take it then."

A few people came to a coffee shop scrambling.

Qin Chuan, who is in charge of this team building, has already reserved a place.

"It's weird, there's no one there today."

Hirazawa Yui looked curiously at the empty store and said.

Tsumugi smirked without saying a word.

Not the power of money......

No, it's the power of money.

She threw a well-done look at the proprietress at the counter, and the proprietress understood it instantly.

After all, she is the daughter of her own boss, and the boss's wife still has some insight.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other people were not paying attention, he turned over the sign hanging at the door.

'closed'

After flipping the sign, the proprietress kept her eyes on the outside of the store, waiting for the lady waiting for her.

According to what the eldest lady said, there are quite a few girls, and their hair color is very conspicuous.

It should be visible in the crowd at a glance.

"What do you want to drink, Xiaozhen?"

Holding the menu in his hand, Yui Pingze looked at Luo Zhen curiously, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

On the way before, Hirata Yui suddenly thought of a question.

What to order in a coffee shop to make the boss feel that you are an extraordinary person?

This is a problem that Ping Zeyu saw on the Internet before.

The answers to the questions below are also bizarre.

For this question, Luo Zhen has his own answer.

"Gesha, add two packets of sugar."

Boss lady: ?

Are you here to mess up?

You may not understand what this concept is.

Probably because you asked for a boiled cabbage for a state banquet, and after taking a bite, it felt unpalatable.

So I took out a packet of salt and chicken essence from my pocket and mixed it.

After tasting it, he said: It tastes good.

The chef in charge of this state banquet did not come out with a knife and tried his best to calculate that your status was high enough.

Before the proprietress was ready to endure her anger and go back to make coffee for Luo Zhen, Luo Zhen quickly said:

"Just kidding, I don't drink coffee, bring me a cup of tea."

After hearing Luo Zhen's words, the face of the proprietress improved a lot.

At this time, several girls from the muse were on their way to arrive on foot.

Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth good impression of the first meeting

"I don't know what kind of person the other party is?"

"It should be easier to get in touch, right?"

"It's all girls after all."

"makes sense."

The nine girls walked together on the lively commercial street, and all the passersby gave them amazed glances.

After all, he is working hard for the goal of being a school idol, and he is outstanding in both body management and his own temperament.

And compared to the same body and temperament on the Internet or even the face produced on the same assembly line, each of these girls has their own unique place.

Of course, for people on the road, their feelings are simply stunning and good-looking.

He won't even say 'fuck off'.

It's kind of pathetic.

"Speaking of which, wish..."

Turning his head, Nishino Maki looked at Nozomi Tojo, who was hanging at the end of the line.

Recently, Tojo Nozomi has always been absent-minded, as if there is something hidden in his heart.

He also looked a little haggard.

Several other Muse's have noticed this, and the answer they have received after several cares is

'I'm fine, just a little insomnia lately'.

Except for a simple Honoka, the rest of the people didn't believe it.

Maki Nishino, the most attentive, noticed in the past two days that Nozomi Tojo seems to be avoiding some reflective places intentionally or unintentionally.

For example, glass, small pools on the ground, and mirrors.

This made Nishinoki Maki feel a little puzzled.

In fact, Tojo Nozomi is avoiding things that reflect his own image.

In the past two days, the feeling of being spied on in Tojo Nozomi's heart has not weakened, but has become stronger.

Slowly, Tojo Nozomi gradually realized the source of this sense of voyeurism.

like.........

Is it yourself in the mirror?