My love simulation with them

But the passenger flow is obviously much less than yesterday.

This is also natural.

Those who were already curious about visiting the Ocha Festival yesterday will naturally not come again today.

In addition, the fun stalls’ products and attractions were almost sold out, so the number of stalls was reduced.

It’s natural that fewer people come.

There was no rush and he went to the science preparation room to see Futaba Rio.

Nanxiang Shi first returned to his class.

It was overcrowded compared to yesterday.

Today's second grade class is much more relaxed.

Many students were laughing and joking about what fun things they had at yesterday's Ocha Festival, what places were worth visiting, and which classes they were going to visit today...

Already in their second year of high school, they are already in the Tianwangshan (Japanese War, used to describe a critical period) period.

Time to relax like the Ocha Festival will only become increasingly rare.

Of course they should have fun while they still have time.

And compared to them.

The choice in Nanxiang was much simpler.

Put the shoulder bag down.

Take a library text from it.

Start reading.

Let's relax for a while, and then go to the science preparation room to meet Futaba Rio...

That's what he thought, and that's what he did.

But before I could reach out and turn the next page.

The faint sounds of the crowd discussing could be heard nearby.

"Have you heard? Mikawa-san from the next class confessed his love."

"Hey...? Is it true? That timid Mikawa actually confessed his love?"

There were exclamations from the crowd.

"..." Nanxiang Shi.

As for the love gossip that high school students like to discuss most, he himself is not very interested in it.

But the next words from the crowd caught Nanxiang Shi's attention.

"Mikawa also confessed his love? A friend I know, Hayase River from Class 4, also confessed his love. And when he confessed his love, he was a little strange."

"Strange...? What a strange method?"

"I heard that when Hayasekawa confessed his love, he hugged the girl's thigh and shouted with a serious expression, 'You are my Komako girl! I will never let go! I will not miss you.' .”

"..." Nanxiang Shi.

Nanxiang Shi put down the library book in his hand and couldn't help but glance at the crowd.

He seemed to remember something.

Before the Ocha Festival.

He once used the skill 'Writing (Romance) LV4' to write a short story called "Her Hidden in the Sea of ​​Azaleas".

It's just that I've been so busy in Nanxiang these days that I forgot about it for a while.

Only now did he remember.

That novel should have been included in the "Royal Tea" school magazine and started to be distributed to students on campus.

And novels under the blessing of ‘Writing (Romance) LV4’.

If you were seen by a group of adolescent high school students who looked like rabbits in heat...

Nanxiang Shi coughed dryly.

"I just realized it when you said that..."

There was another sound from the crowd.

"It seemed strange when Mikawa confessed his love. He also shouted something like 'I love you! I don't want you to become the girl hiding in the sea of ​​azaleas!'. It's really strange. Why is that boy so brave? And where did you learn such words?”

"After all, there are too many people confessing their love recently, right? It seems that there are people confessing their love in every class? And they are all the kind of... um... Miss Komako, I am a lonely person, and I am very romantic. An inexplicable confession like death?"

A confused voice.

"Could this be that...? The magic of the Ocha Festival? The magic that makes people unable to help but confess their feelings?"

"Didn't they all fail? These confessions? I heard that they were all looking for life and death, and several of them burst into tears after being rejected."

"Oh! Never mind that! Such a dense confession, isn't this the so-called magic of cultural festivals?!"

There were some excited voices, thinking that this was probably the magic of the so-called cultural festival, which made people unable to help but confess their love to the person they liked in this atmosphere.

And contrast their curiosity.

Nanxiang's face was expressionless.

No.

It’s not the magic of a cultural festival at all.

It is an inevitable and reasonable result.

Ahem...

Although writing that kind of short story does bear some responsibility on his part.

But if they don't have a good impression of the person they express their love to, they won't express their love.

so--

"I have no problem."

Nan Xiangshi nodded and came to the conclusion that it was not his fault that these lovelorn teenagers appeared.

He finished flipping through the library book in his hand.

Then he looked up at the time again.

"It's almost time to go to the science preparation room."

When Nan Xiang stood up, he felt a little strange in his heart.

He didn’t know what Futaba Rio wanted to do with him.

Chapter 189. How to become popular (4000 words!)

Futaba Rio has been temporarily removed from the simulation list.

So Nanxiang Shi couldn't see the other person's favorable impression and status of him at this moment.

So he didn't quite know what the girl was looking for for him.

As far as he is concerned, the other party is a very standard science girl.

There shouldn't be any intersection between you and the other person in your life.

And based on Futaba Rio’s character in the anime.

He shouldn't be the kind of withdrawn person who cares about others.

What's going on?

Nanxiang Shi thought about various possibilities and rejected them one by one.

It can’t be because he is so good that he is deeply attracted to all the women in the original animation——

"This is really possible."

Nanxiang Shi raised his eyebrows.

In this man's eyes, his charm should be something that no high school girl can resist - he is just so confident.

While thinking about it, Nanxiang reached out and pushed open the door of the science preparation room.

"Ah...you're here."

First there was an ‘ah’ sound without any emotion.

Then came Rio Futaba's calm words of greeting.

Her golden eyes hidden behind the mirror frame raised, and then she asked simply: "Would you like some coffee?"

coffee?

Nanxiang Shi couldn't help but glance at Futaba Rio's movements.

I saw that the other party was scooping out a powder similar to coffee powder from a glass bottle, and then poured it into a transparent beaker on the side.

Then add water.

Under the beaker are asbestos nets used for chemical experiments and a burning alcohol lamp.

Then use the glass rod to gently and slowly stir the dark brown liquid in the beaker in a circular motion.

Anyone who took a quick look at it would probably think that it looked like some kind of chemical experiment.

Rather than making coffee.

But obviously, Futaba Rio didn't have this awareness. She just raised her head and spoke again in a calm tone: "What's wrong? Do you want some coffee?"

"..." Nanxiang Shi.

Looking away from the container of coffee powder labeled potassium permanganate, Nanxiang Shi simply refused: "No, thank you."

"Is it?"

After listening to Nango Toki's words, Futaba Rio nodded expressionlessly.

She did not force Nanxiang Shi to drink.

After stirring is almost complete, use wooden clamps to pick up the heated coffee in the beaker and set it aside to cool.

Wait until it's almost cooled, then take out a new jar...

"Are you okay?"

Looking at the bottle of 'hydrogen peroxide' that Futaba Rio took out and scooping out the fine white powder, Nango Toki couldn't help but speak.

"Ah... it should be fine."

Adding the fine white powder to the coffee, Futaba Rio seemed very indifferent. She watched the fine white powder gradually dissolve, and then took a shallow sip: "This should be filled with sugar."

"..." Nanxiang Shi.

Are all science girls like this?

"You're welcome, Nanxiang-san, sit down and treat yourself as your own home."

After taking a brief sip of coffee, Futaba Rio spoke politely in a calm tone without any fluctuation.

"good."

After hearing this, Nanxiang Shi directly found an empty bench and dragged it over to sit down.

Then he stretched out his hands and took the snacks prepared by Futaba Rio in front of her. He opened the package very naturally and stuffed some into his mouth.

While eating small snacks.

His eyes were still scanning the surrounding environment from time to time.

"..."

Futaba Rio couldn't help but glance at Nanxiang and said nothing.

I do ask you not to be too polite.

But this is too rude of you, right?