Total Conceit: Begins To Carry The Confucian Students Through Everyday Life

The voice went from gossip to pleasure to gnashing teeth, but in just a few seconds.

But just a few seconds.

But it also reflects the psychology of the woman in front of her from curiosity to funny, and then to find that others would rather fantasize about a non-existent girlfriend than put their thoughts on their own real human being.

It is worthy of being an editor, and the mood swing switching is so natural and refreshing.

Can't help but sigh, but finally thoughtfully opened his mouth to comfort

: "Don't be angry, they are not interested in you, that's their choice is correct..." As

soon as he finished speaking, Kasumi Hill's eyes suddenly froze.

Oh roar! Words are said too fast! To suffer!

Sure enough, after an eerie moment of silence.

A resentment that seemed to come from the depths of hell and scarlet eyes hit Kasumigaoka's young heart over and over again.

Trembling, he raised the teacup in front of him, and Kasumi Hills quietly turned away his face.

Fortunately, the remaining good intentions of human nature allowed Machida to restrain himself from the precipice at the last minute.

Then he lay on the table with a decadent face:

"Anyway, I'm a woman that no one wants, leave me alone, just let me fend for myself."

Saying that, he quietly raised his head and looked at Kasumigaoka expectantly, trying to get some comfort.

"Don't see yourself that way." After a moment of silence, Kasumigaoka tried to reassure:

"After all, you will find that you actually feel right..."

Covering his chest

, Machida buried his head in the table with a bleak look: "I'm so stupid, really, I would actually seek comfort from a woman as foul-smelling as you..."

Tilting his head slightly, the corners of his eyes peeking out of his arms, Machida looked at Kasumigaoka:

"Speaking of which, after all this time, it seems that you haven't told me what your boyfriend's name is."

His gaze was sluggish for a moment, and Kasumi Zhiqiu sat up straight, tilting his head slightly, with a hint of dazed and helpless in his eyes:

"... Ha? What are you talking about? "

Huh?" Kasumigaoka's answer made Machida stunned for a moment, raised his head suspiciously, looked at the unfake look of the girl in front of him, and suddenly had some self-doubt.

After wrinkling his brows and pondering for a while, Machida tentatively asked

, "I said, didn't you tell me that you have a very handsome boyfriend who is absolutely impossible to break up?"

“... Did I say that? Raising his eyebrows, Kasumi Hills looked at the woman in front of him, his eyebrows a little angry:

"If you can't find a topic, you can keep quiet."

“...... Well, no. Machida shrugged, it was all a conflict between the little couple, but after a moment of silence, Machida couldn't help but look at Kasumigaoka with curiosity in his heart and asked

, "Na, tell me quietly, who is your boyfriend?"

I don't know why, every time I think of Kasumi Shiko's boyfriend who she has never met, Machida can't help but grit her teeth.

It feels like being coaxed by a negative man to go to work to support a family, and the money is taken by the negative man to spend on other women.

That feeling....

Machida's expression changed, and he looked thoughtfully at the black-haired girl in front of him.

It's like every time I urge this guy to deliver a manuscript, I find that this guy didn't move a word, and he was still lying on the corpse....

“...... Call. Looking at Machida's gesture, Kasumigaoka exhaled a long breath and said in a calm tone:

"I don't know where you heard about it, but I do, and surely, never fell in love..."

[I once swore that I would be the strength for you to live as you want in this world, and I did.

So Shiyu....

How about a chirp?

Under the dazzling and dim sunset, the sunlight shines through the window and falls, above.

Kasumi Zhiqiu's eyes subconsciously widened, and his brilliant eyes were reflected in crystal light.

“... Huh? Eh?! His eyes widened sharply, and Machida hurriedly picked up the tissue:

"Why are you still crying?" I know, I know!

No! Absolutely nothing! "

The clock gently spun on the wall and made a ticking sound.

After that departure, it has been lost for too long.

It has been so long that no one remembers the majesty left by 'Only'....

"Because of the heavy things on weekdays, Miss Mizuhara's body has reached its limit....

Whenever I see Miss Mizuhara busy under the statue in the middle of the night, my heart always tingles!

We are family! A family gathered under the gaze of the same god-sama!

We all have the same purpose, which is to let the glory of Lord God once again spread throughout the world!

But we must not witness the unnatural departure of every family member..."

On the stage, the gentle man raised his head and scanned the circle of people sitting at the table.

A confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and finally, his gaze fell to Michiko, who was sitting at the foot of the highest statue, lazily leaning on her seat.

Without hiding his greedy look under his eyes, the man continued to speak:

"So, Miss Mizuhara, we are willing."

In this moment of the absence of the gods, the time of the Order's danger! Stand up and share some of the dirty business for you. "

In the quiet chamber of the Order Council, the needle can be heard at this moment.

"...," looking at the man in front of her who always had a mocking face whenever she said the words 'God-sama', Michiko raised the corners of her mouth.

After scanning the field for a while, he skipped over several people who stood up at the man's words, looked at him with a smile, and once again landed on the man:

"Mr. Tanaka, huh?"

"It's flattering that you can remember my name." Tanaka bowed his head slightly, the flat mirror surface of his face obscuring his eyes in reflection.

"After all, it is not surprising that it is a young politician who voluntarily joined the Order without receiving an invitation after the departure of the master." With her right hand covered with knife marks on her wrist, she gently dragged her chin, and Michiko said softly:

"It's just that Mr. Tanaka's courage far exceeds my expectations."

"Where, where." Tanaka quickly waved his hand with a sincere expression:

"We are just concerned about Miss Mizuhara's physical condition, and we are worried that you are overworked and damaged your body."

"Is it? Thank you. Michiko nodded and sighed lightly:

"If the Order were full of people like Mr. Tanaka, I think the Order would be more 'united'."

As if she hadn't heard Michiko's accentuated voice, the word 'unity' and a mocking smile gradually appeared on her lips, Tanaka smiled silently, quietly watching Michiko, waiting for her decision.

In Tanaka's heart, with the help of so many important people in the Order and the acquiescence of other figures standing idly by, in the face of their kind 'help', the woman in front of him had to agree if she did not agree.

Only then, under the light overhead, the confident smile on Tanaka's face became gloomy with the naked eye after the voice came...

"Oh, I see, go down, your level, not enough to enter here, it is disrespectful to deceive the members of the Order Council to return to the Order headquarters late at night on the grounds of important matters, and then I will lower the punishment on you as appropriate, and ask Mr. Tanaka to treat it solemnly."