People Start Clocking in Tokyo

　　 "Hey? Is Kanda-kun unwell? What's the matter?" Uei Kusaki looked at the back of Kanda Sorata in confusion, wasn't it okay just now?

　　 "It's okay, Misaki, Kanda-kun probably didn't sleep well last night." Mitaka said while looking at Misaki Uikusaki, and then looked at Kanda Sorata's leaving back with a complicated expression and sighed.

　　 Although it is wrong to say that jealousy is wrong, even now he is also a little jealous of Asama-kun. Such a demon appears in front of ordinary people, and everyone will have this idea.

　　 "Asama-kun, are you planning to go out?" Mitaka realized that Asama-kun was already dressed neatly, instead of the casual clothes he usually wore in Sakura Shonai.

　　 "Aoba?" Zhenbai looked at Aoba suspiciously.

"Well, it happens to be the weekend. I need to go out for something today." Aoba smiled, and didn't say what she was going out for today. Mitaka is good to say, if you let Misaki-senpai or Chihiro Sister knows that she is going out today to accompany a girl, but she doesn't know what they will be like.

"Hey? Asama-kun going out? I want to discuss anime with you!" Uei Kusama looked at Asama Aoba with a frustrated expression. It's really a pity that his next new work has been completed. The first draft is just over the weekend. With Asama-kun's drawing ability and theoretical knowledge, if he helps, it can be finalized faster.

"Is that so? I'm really sorry, Misaki-senpai, today's arrangements have been set long ago, and there is no way to change the plan. If I have time later, I will discuss animation with you and Mitaka-senpai. However, I I heard that Senpai Ren seems to have something to tell you, isn't it! Senpai?" Aoba smiled and looked at the embarrassed Mitaka Ren next to him.

Since the conversation last night, Aoba has completely understood the character of this guy. The affairs between him and Misaki-senpai, if no one pushes him, he is not sure, he will really drag Misaki-senpai forever. It's graduation.

　　 Aoba shook his head. He was obviously a playboy, but he was so hesitant about the matter between him and Misaki Uene.

　　 "Nin-kun?" Uei Kusaki looked at Mitaka Jin suspiciously.

"Ahem, yes... yes, something is wrong, I will tell you later, Misaki." Mitaka really did not expect that Asama-kun would directly put himself on the fire. But after the conversation last night, he really wanted to understand that no matter what will happen between the two people in the future, he still wants to hear what Misaki really thinks.

　　 Aoba looked at the Mitaka who had finally made up his mind, and smiled in his heart. This guy really had to push him, but he didn't know whether the relationship would get better or worse after they talked.

"?" Zhenbai tilted her head and looked at the surrounding people strangely. Although she couldn't understand what happened based on her EQ, she could still feel a strange tacit understanding between Aoba and San. Between Yingren.

　　 Suddenly, Jin Bai thought of a certain manga that Ayano had shown her before. She called it an art work. What type of BoysLove does it seem to belong to? A few fragments from the book flashed in his mind, could it be that Aoba...

　　 There was a complicated emotion in Zhen Bai's heart. She hesitated for a while, and then nervously grabbed Aoba's arm, and squeezed the distance between Aoba and Mitaka.

"Aoba!" Zhenbai still can't understand the emotions that appear in her heart, but she feels that if she doesn't do something, maybe something will be different, maybe Aoba will disappear, and Mitaka Ren together.

　　 Thinking of this, she looked at Mitaka with a look that she thought was angry.

　　 "Huh?" Mitaka looked at Jin Bai trying to open his eyes wide, with a look of confusion on his face, what happened?

"Really white, I have something to go out today. If there is something that I don’t know how to decide, I can learn it with Kazuo, and Misaki-senpai.........well, forget it." I thought of Uikusaki-senpai. Aoba still feels that his character is not very reliable, and today Misaki-senpai and Ren-senpai still have more important things to solve.

　　 "Well, okay!" Zhen Bai nodded at Aoba, and lowered the hand that was holding Aoba's arm.

"Well, that's really white, Jin-senpai, Misaki-senpai, I'll leave first." After Aoba said hello to the others, he left the restaurant. He just remembered Kahiru was in the restaurant, but he didn't know when it was. Has left early.

　　 "The weather is pretty good today." Aoba looked at the cloudless sky above her head, and her heart became more and more excited, really looking forward to what kind of punch-in rewards the system will give him today.

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　　 in front of the station in Akihabara...

"Huh~ It's hard to imagine, Japanese otaku would actually like Akihabara so crazy." Aoba, who just got off the subway, wiped the sweat on his head. Aoba didn't get off the subway just now. It was those crazy otaku who came down with Aoba in a tidal attitude. If Aoba was not tall enough, even he could experience the feeling of floating with the waves.

"Huh~ It's really exaggerated. I really don't want to take the Japanese subway again next time, but I can't afford to take a taxi. If I ride a bicycle..." Aoba remembered it. The bicycle that Mr. Kinosaki repaired has been placed in the warehouse in the backyard of Sakura Shuang for ashes since it was tied to the tortoise shell by Mr. Kinosaki with a rope.

　　 Aoba shivered at the thought of the bicycle-like appearance.

　　 "Forget it, let me ride that bike. I'd rather squeeze the subway." Aoba shook his head, and drove the picture out of her mind.

　　 "But, where is the black cat, is it there?" Aoba looked at the time display on the watch at 10:26, and there were a few minutes left.

　　 "Asama-senpai!"

　　 A lovely voice rang from Aoba's ear.

"Black cat?" Aoba looked suspiciously, and saw a girl wearing a black gothic dress and a black headband suddenly came into his sight, except for the two decorations on the headband. Flowers?

　　 "Well, it's me, Senma Asama!" Ruri Ruri looked at Asama Aoba happily.

　　 "Uh, black cat, are you...?"

　　 "This body? This body is the cos of the night demon queen, the clothes of the fallen angel, how about it, senior Asama!" Wu Geng Liuli turned around excitedly.

"Uh, um, it looks good, it suits your temperament." Aoba looked around in embarrassment for a week, and found that the people around did not look strangely dressed like a black cat, and there were even many girls around who were also wearing similar clothes~www .ltnovel.com~Huh? The skirt on that boy looks like that of a black cat! Is the cos of the night demon boy?

　　 As expected, it is Akihabara, everyone is not surprised.

　　 "Thank you, senior!" After hearing the compliment from Senma Senpai, Wugeng Ruri was very happy. The garment she sewed last night was not in vain.

"So, where are we going now?" Aoba turned her head and looked around, all kinds of maid girls with two-dimensional animations and game billboards, as well as big discounts or promotions hanging from upstairs. Promotional advertisements for new product launches.

If it were his own past life, he might go straight into and frantically search for the things he liked, but since he was reborn, Aoba no longer had much thoughts about these things. Compared with the things he fantasized about, now he My own situation is enough for the second dimension.

　　 "Hey, although I really want to take a stroll now..." Wugeng Liuli looked at the surrounding shops, revealing a rather tangled expression.

　　 "Let's wait until the party is over. If there is something to buy, I will accompany you to stroll around." Aoba suggested to Wujing Liuli.

　　 "Really? Senma Asama." Ruri asked in surprise.

　　 "Hmm!" Aoba nodded. Anyway, there are no other arrangements except for the party today, and the time for part-time work is not that early.

　　 "Then, where is your party held!" Aoba asked, looking at the crowds of people in the distance.

　　 "Oh, by the way, let me take a look. I wrote it down before." Wu Geng Liuli pulled out a note from her bag. Before, she copied all the information such as the meeting place from the computer.