I'm tired, break up

After a brief silence, Fujiwara Yuki handed back the white paper in his hand.

Yukinoshita Yoshino glanced at the refolded note, raised his head, and looked straight at Fujiwara Yuki's face.

"What does it mean?"

"Please go back, Miss Yukinoshita." Fujiwara Yuki said indifferently, he lowered his eyes and did not look at Yukinoshita Yono.

"What's the matter? Isn't Zhi dissatisfied with this apprentice ceremony?"

"There is no satisfaction or dissatisfaction. This note is not signed or stamped with someone's seal. I don't think so"

Fujiwara Yuki couldn't finish his sentence because Yukinoshita Yoshino took a step towards him abruptly. The girl seemed to be irritated by Fujiwara Yuki's cold tone. There was a crisp "da" on the floor, and the sound was like the firing pin of a gun hitting the primer.

And almost at the same time, a second "da" followed.

The moment Yukinoshita Yoshino stepped forward, Fujiwara Zhiya took a step back like lightning. Not only that, while retreating, Fujiwara Zhiya also stretched out his hand and turned the chopping board on the table beside him to block it. Between himself and Yukinoshita Yono, the "da" was the light sound when the chopping board collided with the table when it moved.

Hiratsuka-sensei, who was standing by the door, cast a surprised look.

It's not because I heard the conversation between the two in the classroom. Fujiwara Yuki and Yukinoshita Yono were consciously controlling their volume when they were talking, and Yukinoshita Yoshino was facing the door at this time, and Fujiwara Yukino was dead again. His face was paralyzed, and he couldn't see anything from his expression.Teacher Jing didn't know anything about the communication between the two of them, but simply felt that the two of them worked together amazingly. The advance and retreat just now were like a dance that has been tempered thousands of times, showing an amazing tacit understanding in the square inch.

And Yukinoshita Yoshino was looking at Fujiwara Yuki in front of him at this time, with a smug smile on his face.

She knows Fujiwara Zhi. When talking with women other than lovers, Fujiwara Zhi will always keep a three-handed distance from each other. This is a very suitable distance in conversation. It is neither far nor close, and neither makes people feel The distance doesn't feel too close, either.

Of course, this "suitability" is relative to friends and strangers. For former lovers, the distance between the three grips will seem too cruel.

Yukinoshita Haruno, who was thinking like this, looked down slightly.

Now, there is only a thin wooden cutting board between the two, so close that you can hear your breath.

——Her goal has been achieved.

"Stop it, if you dare to drive me out of here with the bad excuse of not being able to recognize who wrote it." Yukinoshita Haruno lowered his voice, threatening in the most kind and gentle tone. "I'll tell Xiaoxue Nai exactly what you said now. At that time, it won't be so easy for you to appease her anger and complete the deal with Xiaojing."

Fujiwara frowned slightly. "Why do you know about my Hiratsuka-sensei deal? Did Hiratsuka-sensei tell you?"

"Why don't you just feel that your little follower betrayed you?"

"She is not my little follower, she has her own name, Isshiro Yu." Fujiwara Yuki said lightly: "As for the reason, I met Isshiki this morning, if she betrayed me, I can't help but see come out."

"So the purpose of asking this question is to know if I have joined forces with Xiaojing, right?"

"Yes, can't you say it?"

"Of course not. However, if Zhi wants this information, he needs to pay some compensation."

Fujiwara was silent for a moment, and finally put the note in his hand into his pocket.

This action made Yukinoshita Haruno smile with satisfaction.

"The answer is no, I deduced this information from what Xue Nai said."

"So that's it, I see." Fujiwara Yuki's brows gradually loosened, he glanced at Yukinoshita Yono, put down the cutting board, turned and walked to the freezer, and took out the second batch of ingredients from it. "Then, welcome to the school, Yukinoshita-san."

"Yes, thank you for taking me in, Mr. Fujiwara, I will definitely study hard." Yukinoshita Yoshino took a step back, put his hands on his knees, bowed with a smile, obviously already the appearance of a mature woman, but just in front of her The moment she bent down, a girlish youthful aura emanated from her body.

In the courtyard of Sobu High, Isshiroha, who successfully completed the morning exam, was sitting with his friends.

Yishiroyu took out a bento and put it on her lap. She opened the lid of the box, sniffed the fragrance that overflowed with the steam, and showed a satisfied expression.

"Wow! Ishiroha, your bento smells so good." The girl next to her poked her head over, and she glanced enviously at the bento in Isiroha's hand. "Did your mother do it for you?"

"No, senior made it for me." Yishishiyu put a piece of thick egg into his mouth and replied absent-mindedly.

"Senior? The Fujiwara-senpai from last time?"

"Yes, that's him." Yi Cai Yu divided a thick egg and cooked it, then took a piece of octopus sausage from the girl's bowl. "He did it all himself."

"Nowadays, there are boys making handmade lunch boxes for girls. It's really rare and innocent." The girl asked with a smile, "Iroha, that Fujiwara-san wants to date you, right?"

"Innocence? Want to date me?" Yi Caiyu couldn't help curling her lips. At this time, she couldn't help but think of the meeting this morning: the cold face of the scumbag senior, the bento thrown into her arms, and That sentence can make people angry, "Don't bother me during lunch break today, this is your reward in advance."

asshole!Shameless!The smelly scum who crossed the river and demolished the bridge!Wait!Hiratsuka-sensei will definitely not let you succeed!

Yi Caiyu, who was cursing loudly in her heart, lifted the wooden chopsticks angrily, and poked a fried egg on the top of the rice, as if it was the face of a senior scumbag.

"Speaking of which, Iroha, you should be able to get age No.1 this time, right?"

"No.1?" Yi Seyu was stunned. "What No.1?"

"Of course it's No.1 in the academic ability test." The girl said suspiciously: "Haven't we already discussed the answers? You got all the answers right, and the last one to be tested in the afternoon is Mandarin, which you are best at. As long as you perform normally, There should be no one with better grades than you."

Yi Caiyu didn't speak, she stared at the girl blankly, her eyes were empty, as if she had been stunned by a very shocking fact.

"Iroha? Iroha! What's wrong with you?" The girl waved her hand in front of Ichiroha in confusion.

"No, it's nothing, I'm just too happy." Yi Seyu came back to his senses, and forced a smile at the girl. "Am I going to be the number one in age? That's great, I don't even know what reward I should ask my mother for."

Yi Caiyu lowered her head, picked up a piece of thick fried egg and put it into her mouth. She chewed lightly, but she didn't taste the sweetness before. She only felt a faint bitterness rising from the base of her tongue and flowing down her throat. As if to drill into the heart all the time.

"Speaking of which, how did you guess that I was in the home economics classroom?" Fujiwara Yuki turned his gaze to the side.

"What?" Yukinoshita Yangno didn't look at him, the girl was busy kneading her face with her head down.She also put on an apron, with the same bow tie as Hiratsuka-sensei hanging down her waist.

"Even if your sister told you the whole situation at that time, what you guessed should be that I exchanged something from Hiratsuka-sensei on the condition of comforting Yukinoshita, not as accurate as now. Go straight to the home economics classroom." Fujiwara Yuki said, "You still have an intelligence channel that I don't know about."

"So you just think I'm lying to you?"

"No, I just want to know what went wrong with my plan."

"Do you want to fix the plan so that it can be used in the next strategy?" Yukinoshita Yoshino pursed his lips and smiled. "No problem, but you have to pay for this level of consultation."

"I've already paid the reward." Fujiwara Shiki pointed to his feet. "I'm standing by your side to make ramen with you, instead of throwing a cookbook for you to learn by yourself."

"You really don't want to suffer a little bit from a girl who is no longer a lover." Yukinoshita Yoshino rolled her eyes. "Another source of information is your good friend Master Sanada. When I came to pick up Xue Nai to go home yesterday, I met him on the road."

Fujiwara was silent for a moment. "I remember I told him to set off in a car that would not be easily recognizable to others."

"Yes, he obeyed your order. In order to conceal his identity, he drove out of the trolley that he used to sell mobile ramen." Yukinoshita Yoshino shrugged. "It's just a pity. I'm so familiar with that car. The two of us went out to play and encountered a heavy rain. In order to avoid the rain, we sat face to face under that dining car for three hours."

"Will the driver's seat of that trolley still hold Master Sanada? I remember that he weighed twenty catties more than last year."

"He almost filled the entire driver's seat. But his face clearly said 'I'm going to support the lord', just like Maeda Keiji in the history books." Yukinoshita Yoshino turned the dough over . "By the way, bring me lye and eggs."

Fujiwara Yuki nodded, passed the water bowl over, then picked up an egg and smashed it, and after mixing it, he also put it by Yukinoshita Yono's hand. "The technique of kneading noodles is very sophisticated. Have you ever practiced making ramen noodles?"

"It's not that you have a good look, it's the car I knew Master Sanada, have you forgotten?" Yukinoshita Yoshino raised his right index finger and shook it. "Also, not just ramen, I can cook all the dishes you have cooked for me."

"I remember I once made you a 'Longyin Strawberry'."

"Hate it! Shut up!" Yukinoshita Yono let out angrily. "By the way, help me wipe my sweat. It's very hard to knead the dough all the time."

"You can knead the dough for me, and then wipe the sweat yourself."