The Wonderful Daily Life of Nogizaka

May in Tokyo breaks away from the humid atmosphere. It only takes one day, but it feels completely brand new.

The glass windows reflect the bright sunshine from the outside, making the space in the lounge look brighter. The shadows on the cleanly painted white walls become clearer. I don’t know whether it is because of the whiteness of the walls themselves or because of the whiteness of the walls themselves.

Because the sunlight is so deep and powerful, it is like a picture painted with thick ink on rice paper.

Thick ink hit Baiyunshan's wrist. It was rare that he didn't lie down on the recliner, but frowned and looked through the questionnaires in his hand. The handwriting on them was either delicate, scrawled, or

Some were written densely and with thoughtful etiquette, while others were very concise and finished in a few words. The content filled in was exactly the answer prepared by the member regarding the leakage plan of this recording, but it seemed that he was not very satisfied.

.

The lounge was not deserted. Many members had already gathered. They either gathered together in twos and threes to chat, or stayed alone to rest, reading books, playing on their phones and listening to music. No one disturbed him.

Baiyunshan read it for a while and then finished it. He put down the questionnaire and stared at one of the questionnaires. His face was so calm that he didn't know what he was thinking.

While he was still deep in thought, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and the eldest daughter Erika Ikuta arrived belatedly. She put the things down casually and then walked away from the table where the condolences were placed under Baiyunshan's gaze.

I took a copy and stuffed it into my pocket, then picked a place and sat down relaxedly.

Baiyunshan thought for a while, then said after thinking: "Ikuta, I have something to tell you."

Faced with Baiyunshan's questions, Erika Ikuta was not caught stealing the condolence gifts or being questioned at all. Instead, she changed the subject and complained: "Baiyunshan, I also have something to tell you. Don't you think so?"

You know, the weather suddenly turned hot today, and I can’t wear the new sweater I bought during the Chinese New Year. I have to ask my mother to help me pick out a set of clothes to go out. It’s such a pity!”

Baiyunshan was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes turned to the white calves exposed under the girl's dress, as well as the slightly childish and energetic lines under the thin and relaxed clothes, and nodded gently: "It's not a pity, it's not a pity."

The girl didn't notice, but held her chin with one hand and continued: "You think so too! Speaking of which, Xiao Ming helped me pick out that sweater. Yesterday, I went to eat Osaka takoyaki with her and Na-chan, and it turned out that

I accidentally dropped a piece of octopus and soiled her pants, and I still feel a little sorry!"

Baiyunshan turned to look at Takayama Ichimi, who had changed into a skirt because his pants were dirty. His long straight white legs were eye-catching, full of a youthful and beautiful atmosphere. He immediately raised his brows and nodded silently: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

."

Erika Ikuta nodded heavily, then clapped her hands and said, "By the way! I heard that another barbecue restaurant has opened not far from Nogizaka. Why don't we find time to have a meal with everyone!"

"I didn't ask..." Baiyunshan finally woke up at this moment. He quickly stopped talking, coughed twice and said with a straight face: "These are not the issues I want to tell you."

As he spoke, he pulled out one of the questionnaires and pointed at it: "Look, it's obviously a breaking news conference. Although I said it's not limited to myself, if there is none, I can even make one up, as long as it can serve the purpose."

The effect of the show is fine, but why are so many articles pointing to you?"

He shook his head and said: "I think this is not a whistle-blowing conference, but a complaining conference."

"That's a lie!"

Erika Ikuta opened her eyes wide and quickly looked at the text on the questionnaire. What was written on it was exactly the information that revealed that she likes to compare her head length with others. The causes and consequences were clearly written word by word, almost giving people an illusion.

, I feel that this is not breaking the news, but making a complaint. It can be said that it is heart-breaking with every word!

It’s still not clear whether the head will grow long or not. At least in the girl’s opinion, she is a little dissatisfied, so she keeps worrying about it. But in Baiyunshan’s opinion, it is completely unnecessary, because

Although he has not actually measured it, he has found a candidate with a head circumference that is proud of the entire Nogizaka46. If you worry about the head problem in front of this adult, you are really playing with fire. If she finds out, you

I don’t know whether I feel inferior or not, but that person must be eager to bang his head against it.

Apart from this one, there are several others that are all revelations against her. Poor President Hua must not have noticed how many clues he has left, but at this time, they were all pointed out one by one, innocently.

Huahua suddenly felt that she had been hit physically and mentally.

Baiyunshan shook his head and said: "These are all okay. Look at this. Although I said I could make it up, this is too much! Sleeping in the seat? Do you think you are Sun Wukong? He is lying under the Wuzhi Mountain.

They all stayed asleep, who can believe it! Make it more decent!"

Erika Ikuta quickly looked at another questionnaire, and nodded silently after hearing this: "You're right, mine was not fabricated at all, it was all real. The embarrassing feeling can still come back to me now when I think about it.

I have goosebumps all over my body..."

Baiyunshan went on to criticize several other similar revelations. Some were too false and difficult to believe at first glance. Some were too plain and plain, giving the impression that although they were revelations, they were not very outstanding.

, so it is likely to be skipped when it is officially recorded.

In the end, Baiyunshan took out the neatest questionnaire with a dark face.

Although it is tidy, Baiyunshan is not happy at all. After all, this is not an exam, and there is no extra points for neatness. And it can be said that it is precisely because of tidiness that his face looks ugly, because tidiness often means that there is only

Very few words, or not a word at all.

The latter is obviously more excessive, but fortunately this questionnaire did not reach that point, otherwise Baiyunshan would not be sullen, but would directly turn the tables.

"The last one is this one, look at it, you actually said that you don't have any information to report, and even if you do, you don't want to say it, because it's too shameful - look at it, this is ridiculous!"

Baiyunshan put down the questionnaire with a helpless expression and rubbed his eyebrows.

Erika Ikuta felt something was wrong when she smelled this arrogant atmosphere. She quickly leaned over and stretched her neck to look at the signature. As expected, the name written in the first frame was Hoshino Minami.

After all, he is the little ancestor. Even if the blogger does not write the questionnaire or fill in Baiyunshan, there is really nothing he can do. Although he looks ugly, if he really wants to go to this little ancestor to settle accounts, or scold him a few words, the other party will not do anything.

In this way, he himself couldn't bear it, which was why he could only complain to President Hua here.

Erika Ikuta obviously understood this, so she didn't pay attention to it, but looked at the sheet covered at the bottom of the questionnaire.

"I fall in love with fat pigeons as soon as I see them..." President Hua frowned: "What kind of revelation is this? Is there anyone who actually likes pigeons? I hate pigeons the most. I'm scared of pigeons when I see them.

No, I always feel like I will fly over and catch me at any time... Where are you, Baiyun-san?"

Baiyunshan touched his chin and said: "As for me... I don't really like it, not because I'm afraid of being caught, but because I raised pigeons when I was a child, and the cooing sound was really annoying.

Moreover, it smelled very good when roasted, but tasted just so-so. I felt very disappointed when I ate it for the first time——"

Baiyunshan squinted his eyes and recalled the past. Suddenly he remembered something again and frowned.

"Who wrote this?"

"Let me see."

Erika Ikuta quickly pulled it out and looked at the signed box.

At the same time, Nishino Nanase, who just heard them talking about pigeons and stood up silently, came behind them at some point, nodded silently and said, "I wrote it."