"'Don't be too arrogant'?

He said, 'Don't be too arrogant'! "

"Yes, yes, I heard it. So, can you pass me the cat food over there?"

Setsuna stared angrily at the expressionless purple-haired teenager in front of her. Half an hour ago, this person was her spiritual friend who often stroked cats with her. As for now, she unilaterally announced that she would break off all ties with this person for five minutes.

"As long as you like it."

The teenager, who was still unmoved by the declaration, waved his hand listlessly. He knew that it was temporarily impossible to get the bag of cat food from Setsuna, who was complaining wholeheartedly. He simply sat cross-legged on the floor of the cat cafe and raised his hand to tease the black cat that had been circling around his feet for a long time. "Anyway, you are just venting your anger here. When you really face that kind of person, you can't say anything."

"— —"

The words that hit the bullseye directly poured a torrential downpour on the girl's anger. Even the last bit of flame was extinguished. Cha Na bit her lips and sulked for a while. She puffed up her cheeks and sat next to him. She handed over the cat food in her hand in a discouraged manner.

"… Really, Xin Cao Kun is always like this."

"Well, anyway, I don't understand."

He took the cat food from her hand and handed it to the black cat's mouth. Xin Cao's calm face subtly eased a little at that moment. "You obviously have such an excellent personality. What are you afraid of?"

Setsuna was speechless for a moment. Although she did have an answer in her heart, it was just that …

(Xin Cao Kun, he …)

Xin Zhou, whose full name was Xin Zhou, was a third-year student of Mingdu Junior High School. She was a cat slave as she appeared to be. Coincidentally, she was a regular customer of the "Eyes of Cats" cat café where Cha Na occasionally came to work. Coincidentally, she was also an unsuccessful hero. This was not a big deal. In this society, there were plenty of young boys and girls whose dreams were thwarted. The problem was that Xin Zhou's personality was too unique.

"'Space Shift' … Even if you say that it's complicated to calculate, and it's not easy to use if you don't concentrate, and if you're not careful, it can go from not being able to not being able to move to being able to kill people, but it's more or less a very comprehensive and upright personality that is enviable."

He picked up a cat and pretended to say this casually.

Xin Cao Kun, personality — brainwashing.

No matter how you listen to it, it sounded like a villain's personality.

(… Sure enough, I still care.)

Setsuna slightly. Maybe it was a girl's sixth sense. she could clearly tell that Xin Cao Kun's words seemed to flatter her personality, but she couldn't tell the source for a moment. She couldn't immediately discern the source of the dissonance. Even if she thought rationally, he did have a reason to be dissatisfied with the difference's's't ''s?

But now, the way he spoke, he did not mean he? '''t.

So't't't't...

Before she could figure out the crux of the matter, the worried voice rang in her ears again.

"Sometimes you dare to talk to people like me, and sometimes you can't do anything to those brats who only know how to solve problems with violence."

He exhaled, and a smile appeared on his face. "Compared to the spirit type, the physical type is your advantage … I really don't understand you."

“

He pretended to be relaxed, as if he wanted to cover up the sharpness from before. He raised his eyebrows a little teasingly, "Or, Chisaki, are you just a simple idiot?"

(— Who are you calling an idiot?!)

Subconsciously, she wanted to retort, but her emotions were still trapped in the sense of dissonance just now. For a moment, she fixed her eyes on the teenager who was rarely relaxed in front of her. There was a deliberate smile on his face, and he was trying his best to hide his unwillingness. The scene in her memory coincided with reality, and she suddenly thought of someone.

Then she suddenly knew what she should say.

"The kid I mentioned to you before, the one with no personality," she said softly, raising her hand and gently covering his hand on the ground. "He's also working hard, Xin Cao Kun.

He's serious about getting into Sunyoung University. "

Xin Cao looked up at her.

"… I want to believe in him, and I want to believe in you."

She lowered her head and avoided his eyes. Her shoulder-length hair slid down her cheeks, leaving a thick shadow that covered all her expressions. Only her voice was still clear.

"Just this one time, let's try one more time, okay?"

There was silence for a while.

The teenager's voice sounded again, and gradually became clear with the strength of his fingers. She heard the trivial sounds of cats chasing and playing not far away, which made his voice sound very gentle.

"… Ah."

However, in the next second, he revealed a sinister smile.

"That's right, Chisaki. You're really an idiot."

…

…

…

"… That's it, Xin Cao Kun, he's really too much, right?

It's all the boys' fault, right?

It's obviously not my fault, Mr. Aizawa! "

"Is this shop a gift for the friendship of cat stroking? Miss, are you still troubled by your youth?"

For the second time in the same day, Moma was attacked with the same indifference. Moma covered her little heart, which was full of holes, and closed her mouth. She obediently offered the cat food with both hands. Mr. Aizawa, who looked like a mature man in society, was far less amiable than the previous customer. She had better not cross the line.

Otherwise, if he reported her to the store manager, her pay for taking time out of her preparation for the exam would be reduced by seventy to eighty percent.

"Clearly, both of them were very gentle towards cats …" Who said that people who loved small animals were gentle people?

He was welcome to try working for two days.

"No matter how I look at you, you're not a cat."

Aizawa ignored her complaint, changed his shoes, and walked into the cat stroking cubicle, but he didn't give her the cold shoulder. "So?

How's your promotion going? "

"Huh?"

"You haven't worked for so long, so you must be busy with this. It's a reasonable inference."

"Hahaha."

As expected of a member of society, even if she deliberately skipped over her own grand goal — before she achieved it, she always felt that the fewer people who knew about it, the better — the other party was still able to quickly find the key to everything. "Yes, it's already decided."

"Is it?"

Although it was a rhetorical question, her tone was not unexpected. Aizawa scratched the cat's chin and continued the topic, "Which school did you decide in the end?

There are still some people from the schools that have sent you an invitation that you can accept. "

(What do you mean by acceptable to you? Even if it's not as good as Sunyoung or Shijie, it's still an elite school …)

However, it was not the first time that the man in front of him had such high standards. Cha Na laughed dryly as he looked at his back. After a few seconds of hesitation, he felt that it was not necessary to hide the truth, "Well, please don't laugh at me if I tell you.

I wanted to give up for a while, so I didn't mention it to Mr. Aizawa. But … I still want to go to Sunyoung. "

"Cough, cough, cough!!!"

"Mr. Aizawa??!"

Faced with the sudden coughing of the customer, Setsuna hurriedly walked around the front desk. In fact, as an employee, her first reaction should have been a sudden illness caused by cat hair allergy. However, the person in front of her was a regular customer of the store, so it shouldn't be this bad … "Are you okay?

Do you need water? "

"No, no need."

Aizawa suppressed the coughing and quickly reached out to stop her. The expression on his face was even more indescribable than when he was forced to listen to the employee talk about the troubles of youth. "Sunyoung?"

"Yes, yes …" Seeing this expression, Setsuna understood everything. She awkwardly turned her head away. "It's quite an unrealistic dream, right?"

Aizawa's expression became more and more strange. "It's not that it's unrealistic …"

"I know, I understand."

Setsuna waved her hand. After confirming that the customer's life was not in danger, she returned to the front desk and buried her face on the table. "Not to mention the enrollment rate, the dropout rate is also very scary. That's why I was thinking about giving up. Who knew …"

(Who knew that something like that would happen.)

After a moment of impulsive passion, from time to time, she would feel that her original decision was too rash. Even if she boasted in front of her worries, in the end, it was still a helpless encouragement between colleagues. In the eyes of an outsider like Aizawa, it was just a joke.

There was a long sigh above her head. It was as if the person was saying, "Why did a good child go crazy?". Setsuna couldn't help but look up and glare at the person who poured cold water on her, but she met the person's judgmental gaze.

"What's your personality?"

"Eh … point-to-point space teleportation."

"Limit?"

"… Precise movement of 65.47 meters, limit weight of 186.62 kg, activation time of one to two seconds, not carefully measured …" Her voice became fainter and fainter under the person's increasingly cold gaze. "Compared to a month ago, there are some improvements!

There are still two months left, there is still room for improvement!

“

Silence, an awkward silence.

Aizawa stood in front of her. Perhaps the difference between sitting and standing was too similar to the day after day classes in her memory. Setsuna actually had the illusion that she was being taught.

She silently looked at Aizawa across the ambiguous silence. She watched the person's expression slide all the way from hopelessness to helplessness, and finally turned into practical words.

"Let me ask, have you already decided?"

(— —)

(Are you still hesitating?)

(Knowing that the road ahead is dangerous, you're using reality as an excuse to try to escape?)

(Even so, do you still want to be a hero?)

She suddenly felt a little angry at herself a few seconds ago. Her fingertips on the table had turned white due to excessive force. Her mind, which had been filled with complaints since she left the teaching building, had never been so clear before. The unnecessary thoughts faded away, and she sat up straight.

"Yes."

(Knowing it can't be done, but doing it.)

"This is my decision."

"… Ha."

As if it was an auditory hallucination, she felt that the person in front of her seemed to have smiled for a moment, but before she could clearly see it, he quickly returned to calmness. Aizawa picked up the cat by his feet, turned around, and returned to the cubicle, only leaving a vague sentence that floated out from the crack of the door.

"You just have to work hard."

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(Who said that people who love small animals are gentle people?)