My System is Always Trying To Force Me To Confess

"Because I was worried that you would fall in love with me, Shirakawa-san, I rejected you in advance! I'm sorry!"

Shirakawa Zeping: "..."

This wave, this wave, she was on the fifth floor.

He was really speechless for this girl with a clear mind. Compared with her, Natsuori Asano was a good baby who was easy to get along with.

At least when talking to Natsuori Asano, it was only Shirakawa Zeping who scolded her, and there was no chance for her to react.

Natsuori Asano: ? ? ?

He took a deep breath and said, "I understand, then I'll go first."

I can't stay any longer. If I continue to chat with this guy, I'm afraid my face will be blackened.

When Isshiki Yu Zhijin saw Shirakawa Zeping's face darkened, she shrank and said in a low voice, "However...my thank you meal is still valid..."

"..."

Bai Chuan Zeping frowned and said helplessly: "I really won't check your privacy. I won't pursue you without self-knowledge..."

"real…?"

"...Do you want me to swear?"

"Then there's no need... ah, by the way, Shirakawa-san, why don't we pull the hook... Shirakawa-san... Baichuan-san? Why are you gone! Be sure to remember the thank-you dinner on the weekend!"

Shirakawa Zeping walked out of the classroom quickly, and after a few corners, the voice of Isshiki Haori was finally left behind.

In his opinion, Isshiki Feather Brocade is much more difficult to stalk than Asano Natsuori, at least Asano Natsuori cannot play a stalking offensive due to the character design.

But this girl, Isshiki Yujinjin, was different. She had no idea that she was stalking her.

The so-called "no move has a move", probably this is the case.

Entering the calligraphy club's activity room, a familiar and lazy voice sounded at the right time: "Ah, isn't this my lovely member~ Shirakawa-san, it's super late today."

Shirakawa Zeping didn't bother to pay attention to the teasing of his Paramecium minister, looked at the activity room, and said, "Has Tachibana-san asked for a leave?"

Tsukimi Sakurazawa seemed to have just woken up. She stretched her waist, her beautiful figure was bound by the school uniform, and she outlined a curve that made Natsuori Asano jealous.

She has red lips and plain face, bright eyes and white teeth, and her long hair is shawl, tied with a light yellow hairband, and the slightly curled ends of her hair fall wantonly on her shoulders.

She looked down at the hem of her skirt that had just been crimped, and said lazily, "I don't know~ I seem to be saying something, so I might come later."

Bai Chuan Zeping looked at her wrinkled skirt for a while, looked away calmly, and frowned, "Are you asleep again?"

"What are you talking about, Shirakawa-san!" A paramecia minister said righteously: "The practice of calligraphy is very exhausting! It's even more so for someone like the minister who is devoted to it!"

"I slept so dead, and I'm not afraid of being attacked." Bai Chuan Zeping couldn't help but complain.

Minister Paramecium blinked: "Student Shirakawa, are you going to attack the Minister? Are you going to get up next?"

"My lord, Minister, I have supernatural abilities. If an unfamiliar person approaches the room, I will wake up immediately."

"It's not necessary, Minister, you are not worthy of my breaking the criminal law."

"嘁~" Minister Paramecium said disdainfully, "I'm super popular. I don't know how many boys are envious of Shirakawa-san, you can join the calligraphy club."

"Then what happened when the calligraphy club almost broke down when I first came here." Shirakawa Zeping mercilessly exposed her boasting.

Minister Paramecium was choked, his chest heaved and he muttered: "Student Bai Chuan, you won't have a girlfriend like this."

"I don't and I don't have a girlfriend."

"That's right, Shirakawa-san rejected Hayakawa-san again today! You have already completed the achievement of four kills, and if you do it again, you might end up with five kills!" Tsukimi Sakurazawa said with a smile that it was not a big deal to watch the fun.

Shirakawa Zeping was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he walked over to sit down, put out his textbook and began to write the questions.

Their department seems to be a bit strange. They don't hold many club activities after school. Usually, the three of them do their own things, do not disturb each other, and occasionally complain.

It's almost like Shirakawa Zeping's exclusive study room.

Yue saw Ying Ze lying on the table, boredly watching Bai Chuan Zeping in a daze, after a while, she suddenly raised her head and said, "Eh~ that's not right, why hasn't Xiao Mo come over yet?"

"According to her temperament, even if she doesn't come, she should send me a line, right?"

Bai Chuan Zeping paused for a while, then raised his eyes and asked, "Did she tell you what to do?"

"No, she told me that she was hesitating when she was late, and I didn't ask her."

"Bai Chuan, Xiaomo, she shouldn't have an accident..." Yue Jian Ying Ze straightened up and nervously grabbed the phone and said.

Bai Chuan Zeping was silent for a while: "You contact her first, we'll look for it right away."

"Do you know where Xiao Mo is?"

"I have a clue... You can send a message quickly."

Shirakawa Zeping led his head, and quickly walked towards Tachibana Zhimo's class.

Judging from the love letter Oolong incident at noon, Miss Ju Zhimo must have dealt with this confession.

As for the object of confession, Shirakawa Zeping speculates that there are nine out of ten students in the same class.

Otherwise, it should be unlikely that there will be a chance to put the confession letter in the book that Ju Zhimo usually reads.

If the appointed place is on the rooftop or behind the teaching building, Ju Zhimo should not dare to go to the appointment alone. And Tsukimi Sakurazawa has not received any information, which means that the place where she is must be a relatively familiar scene...

He pushed open the door of Class C1.

"Promise him~www.wuxiahere.com~Tachibana-san..."

"Zhenzhen, he is very popular. Many girls like him, but he didn't agree to all of them."

"Tachibana-san, the real person's waist has been bent for a long time. Even if the real person is the ace of the tennis club, no matter what, you should be considerate of other people's physical strength."

"Just promise Senior Dahe, Senior Tachibana!"

"..."

The voice inside seemed to be interrupted by the accident of opening the door. Many people looked at the direction of the door with a confused expression.

Bai Chuan Zeping's eyes were like knives, and he glanced at the people inside indifferently.

In the classroom, a sunny and handsome boy bowed ninety degrees and handed out the letter of confession to Ju Zhimo. Surrounded by many comrades, there are men and women, the whole exudes an air of freshness.

And Miss Ju Zhimo was sitting in her place, her head deeply buried, she didn't know how to deal with this kind of situation. The people beside her continued to persuade and brainwash her, as if to force her to accept the result.

Using the will of the group, forcibly adding a little transparency to Ju Zhimo, who usually has no sense of existence, is not wrong in their opinion.

Rather, it was a gift, a gift that allowed this poor and lucky girl to join the current ranks.

Well, anyway, I don't usually have friends. Now I'm lucky enough to be attracted by Dahe classmates, so don't pretend to be reserved. It's better to promise us earlier to save some trouble, right?

Seeing Miss Ju Zhimo huddled in a ball like a frightened deer, Bai Chuan Zeping's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Do you think that your campus life is not turbulent? Or do you think your life is harder than others?

Just rely on you, dare to move me to learn Ji's idea?

You are tired of living!

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