Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 140 Even if you are not a villain, you can die from talking too much
When I got home from my run, it was already ten o'clock.

After the sweat on his body had almost evaporated, Natsume Qingyu walked into the shower room.

The warm water flow from the overhead shower gradually increases the temperature in the room, and the water vapor then fills the entire room.

The water drops fell from the body, splashing into small splashes, and the air was filled with the scent of shower gel.

The surface of the half-length mirror on the wall is covered with a thin layer of water mist.

Everything around him became blurry.

Natsume Qingyu couldn't help but think.

Why can't I see it?
The value dropped from 99% to 50% last time. After just seeing some signs of recovery, it is now completely invisible.

I thought I had completely lost the ability to check the compatibility of souls, but it turned out that the numbers above the heads of other pedestrians on the road were still eye-catching.

It was like reading the mind, but he just couldn't see the numerical value above Hatsukano Suzune's head.

She is her own special case.

The reasonable explanation he could think of was that the 99% soul compatibility was just a lie to his logic, and then it returned to normal due to certain conditions being met, and then slowly started to recover, and now it is completely invisible.

There is only one possibility.

That is, the world believes that this ability is not very important to each other.

Natsume Qingyu turned off the shower, wiped the moisture off his body with a towel, and wiped off the water mist on the mirror so that he could see himself clearly.

He didn't care. Ever since that day at Shirahama Coast, he had really regarded Hatsugano Suzune as a good friend, instead of approaching her for some purpose.

Of course, he would also be happy if he could be given a more realistic favorability rating.

When he came out of the shower, he found that the screen of his mobile phone was on.

I thought it was a message from the "explorer under the quilt", so I excitedly picked up my phone and saw that it was the game Amway from "The Man Like Maple".

Suddenly, I felt discouraged.

"A man like Maple: A fun game was released recently."

"The Playful Bullhead: The sports festival is coming soon, no matter how fun it is, there is no time."

"A man like Maple: Didn't you agree to work as a support worker with me?"

"Fan-hearted bullhead: It's all tears, so I won't say it anymore. Crying.JPG"

"A man like Maple: That game is really fun."

"The playboy: I'm not interested in games. I'm going to start reading late. If you have some free time, you can buy a few more books to read. That's it, goodbye."

After sending this message, Natsume Qingyu turned off Hase Kaede's message "Do Not Disturb" to prevent him from disturbing his study later, and then turned it off after reading.

He only has two regular LINE contacts on this account. Now only Suzune Hatsukano's message can light up the screen, and the probability of the other party actively sending him a message is very small.

So rounding it off means no one will bother him.

After everything was ready, he opened the book and read, and his phone lit up again.

It's not a message from LINE, it's from Steam.

Click to take a look.

"You received a gift"

"Your friend, a man like Maple, gave you a copy of the game on Steam, a gift subscription to the Phantom Beast Palu."

Natsume Qingyu switched back to the private chat interface.

"The big bullhead with big heart: toothy smile.JPG"

"A Man Like Maple: Wipe the Sweat.JPG"

"A man like Maple: Do you want to play now?"

"The big bull head with big heart: really accurate in reading people.JPG"

My good brother’s money has been spent, so let’s take a look.

Natsume Qingha opened his laptop and searched for word-of-mouth reviews of this game.

Bad news: Stitched game.

Good news: It's all stitched!
How fun can this stitching game be?
Give it a try.

Steam starts!
…………

The next day, club activity time, playground.

The track and field and football teams cast their eyes to one side of the playground.

There was a beautiful figure there, with a rare hue.

It is a rare sky blue color, with a vague and distant beauty in this world.

Just because of her presence, the boring playground seemed to be decorated with a delicate little flower, and the men's spring hearts sprouted.

"The minister also signed up for cosplay football shooting?" Natsume Qingyu played with the borrowed football and talked to the girl next to him.

"No."

"Then are you here to help me pick up the ball?" Natsume Qingyu opened his eyes wide and lowered his head, trying to observe the girl's micro-expression.

As the sports festival was approaching, all afternoon classes were cancelled.

Under the arrangements of the executive chairman, many students started preparations in an orderly manner.

And Natsume Qingyu, who always followed the principle of efficiency no matter what he did, naturally slipped away early.

Looking at the increasingly active atmosphere on campus, he decided that he should also prepare for the sports festival.

So, I took time off from club activities.

But he didn't expect that Minister Hatsugano would follow him.

So, the kind-hearted girl must be here to help.

Would you rather risk the fear of the crowd and all the complicated diseases to help me?

So fucking touching.

"No, I'm here to detect the enemy's situation." Upon hearing this question, Hatsukano Suzune crossed her arms and smiled slyly.

"Is it just that you were so involved before the war?" The young man holding the football looked around the vast playground and had the illusion of killing all the friendly forces.

Or rather, he has no allies at all!

"What are the rules of your competition?"

"Put on your favorite cosplay suit, don't be afraid of the enemy goalkeeper, kick the ball in, and use the cosplayer's superpowers if necessary."

"Why do you always have to add that childish sentence at the end?"

"Because it works."

"..."

"Look, the Wind Release Rasengan Shuriken!" Natsume Qingyu raised a palm, held the sunbeam, and shouted in a super chuuniu tone.

"ばか.(ba ka)"

The girl covered her forehead from the sun with her hands and spoke softly.

The subtle sound of wind reached my ears.

"Why are you still cursing people? What about your quality?"

The boy who was scolded put away the Wind Release Rasengan Shuriken, his face expressionless.

"Because you are really stupid, just like an elementary school student." Hatsugano Suzune looked away, looked up at him, and smiled.

"In my opinion, Minister Hatsukano is an idiot for wanting to grow up quickly." Natsume Kiyoha kept smiling and said deeply, "The happiest time is elementary school. Kindergarten is too young and I don't understand anything. , there is too much academic pressure in middle and high school, and too much pressure from clubs. Only elementary school can be said to be carefree. In this case, I would rather go back to being a primary school student."

"Natsume-san, it's good to be like this now, isn't it." Hatsugano Suzune smiled calmly, "The present is the past of the future, the present is the past, the future is the future, and the future is the present of the future. Although Natsume-san behaves childishly day by day, It’s really silly, but I don’t hate it either.”

"On the contrary, I admire you for your style of boldly doing whatever you like, pursuing it effortlessly, and leaving no regrets." She looked into the other person's eyes.

"In that case, you are also glad that I am by your side." Natsume Qingyu put the football on his waist with one hand.

The shade of the trees is still clearly visible in the autumn sunshine.

The young man so close at hand seemed to be standing at the end of her field of vision.

It's an indescribable feeling.

"What a tricky angle." Hatsukano Suzune muttered while avoiding her eyes.

People who can hardly tell lies have no denial, that is recognition.

"No way, my reading comprehension has always been perfect." The young man's expression suddenly became softer. He stood in the sun and grinned slightly.

"I'm going to start practicing."

Natsume Kiyoha stepped on a football under his feet and visually measured the distance between himself and the goal.

The distance between a football penalty kick and the goal line is 12 yards, which is approximately equivalent to 11 meters. It's only eleven meters, which is no big deal for a body that exercises every day.

People will behave more confidently when they are in a happy mood.

"I'll be the goalkeeper." Hatsugano Suzune saw that he was also alone.

"Are we competitors? Is this okay?"

"You are my member."

Hatsukano Suzune took off her sportswear jacket, folded it, and placed it on the side of the ball frame.

A rubber band emerged from the girl's magical space and tied her hair into a ponytail.

So handsome!
but……

"But you are a girl, so I'm afraid I won't use my full strength."

"Then just don't treat me like a girl." Hatsugano Suzune walked to the middle of the ball frame, lowered her body slightly, and the tenacity in her eyes gushed out.

Completely different from those girls who are "Yamei" all day long.

Of course Natsume Kiyoha knew that was the professional defensive posture of a football goalkeeper.

However, what he cares more about is the other party's proud figure.

It seems that the meat and seafood in the North are very nourishing.

"Come here with all your strength." Hatsugano Suzune said calmly.

Being urged by a girl like this makes me feel a little bit looked down upon.

"Wait." Natsume Qingyu suddenly said.

"how?"

"I want to go to the toilet."

"..."

"Why, this is a very normal physiological phenomenon for human beings. Even if it is a large-scale exam, you can still raise your hand to indicate that you need to go to the toilet. Is it possible that the minister still won't let me go? That's really harsh." Natsume Qingyu teased plausibly.

"Large exams are usually supervised, and they are also very strict."

"Then do you want to supervise me? Come with me."

"..."

Facing the boy's invitation to go to the bathroom, Hatsukano Suzune's brain server disconnected for a moment.

Soon, Miracle responded seriously: "Natsume-san, please don't involve me in such vulgar topics. I have no intention of going to the bathroom with you."

"What's the point? Going to the bathroom together is an indispensable symbol of friendship between boys."

"You also said it was between boys."

"But you just said not to treat you like a girl."

"..."

Hatsukano Suzune seemed to find herself in a strange predicament.

"So, Minister Hatsukano, sometimes it's better to take care of yourself like a girl." Natsume Kiyoha smiled proudly, and like magic, returned to the original topic.

"Go and come back quickly." Hatsugano Suzune nodded and looked away.

"I'll come back as soon as I go." Natsume Qingyu put down the football and started jogging, looking really anxious.

After the boy left, the girl raised her head.

The sun shines through the clouds, casting a warm light.

The fair face slowly turned rosy.

The blue sky and the fresh air.

She was so angry that she took a few deep breaths to calm down.

Thinking about it, how long has it been since I looked forward to rain?
He came back to his senses and looked forward.

The boy happily walked out of a room directly opposite the playground and began to turn back.

Is it true that going to the toilet is such a joyful thing?
Natsume Kiyoha did not run across the diameter of the lawn, but simply followed the track and field team members who were testing their speed along the track.

It can be seen from Hatsukano Suzune's pace that Natsume Kiyoha is fully capable of surpassing the group in front.

The track and field team that trains hard day and night to compete in the National High School Games.

Is it to hide behind, reduce wind resistance, save energy, and finally pass in one fell swoop? This is what Suzune Hatsukano guessed.

After all, a man's desire to win and conquer is engraved in his DNA.

But until the end, he didn't do that.

At the end of the straight track, he turned nearly 90 degrees and swayed over.

"Natsume-kun, you are very powerful." Hatsukano Suzune was somewhat impressed, and the young man left his dignity to a group of people.

And I felt a little scared for no reason.

After all, the guy in front of me could run over a hundred meters quickly without any fluctuation in his breathing rate. His physical fitness seemed to be that of a monster.

It seems that there will be a difficult battle in the days to come.

"It's nothing great." Natsume Qingyu quickly understood and waved his hand, "I'm just like them, but I just work hard every day. After all, my usual hard work will not easily betray myself."

"As for the secret to improving physical fitness, I have told you without hesitation." The young man added.

"Is there any?" Hatsugano Suzune frowned slightly.

"That is, insist on doing a hundred push-ups and sit-ups every day..."

"Okay, let's get started." Hatsugano Suzune turned around and wanted to return to the center of the football box.

"Wait." The boy behind him shouted again.

Need to go to the toilet again?

Hatsukano Suzune was confused for a moment, and then a little worried, and finally turned around and teased: "Natsume-san, you are suffering from this disease at a young age..."

Before you finish speaking, let’s stop talking.

Natsume Qingyu took out a pair of thick gloves from his trouser bag.

Naturally, Suzune Hatsukano knew that it was only for goalkeepers.

"Didn't you say that you would only speak your mind to me?" She suddenly raised her eyes and stared into the boy's eyes, accusing him.

The minister's brain circuit is really strange.

At this time, shouldn't we burst into tears of gratitude and ask for a hug?
Why do I feel like she really wants to punch me?

"I just went to the bathroom."

Natsume Qingyu looked innocent, performed a touching and pitiful look, wiped away the unnecessary tears, "Really, you believe me."

Hatsukano Suzune watched him grit his teeth, moving his red lips slightly, but said nothing.

"Come on, put it on." The boy pulled away his gloves and approached the girl, "It's good for us."

Hatsukano Suzune was slightly stunned.

Then, he thought of something and showed dissatisfaction.

"Oh~ is it possible that you want me to kneel down on one knee?" Natsume Qingyu joked.

That handsome smiling face is so mean.

"I have my own hands." The girl said with some emotion.

"Look what you said, you don't have any hands, so I won't help you borrow gloves." Natsume Qingyu put away his smile and looked serious.

I saw the young man's round red lips parted slightly, looking frivolous.

Thinking back again, the young man's superb rhetorical traps in the past two days.

For the first time in her life, Hatsukano Suzune felt truly angry.

"Ow."

A scream like a broken leg.

The angry girl stepped on the boy, grabbed the pair of gloves, and put them on herself.

"You are the only one who talks a lot."

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