Chapter 185 It’s senior time! (1)

The sports club's venue is over the largest square in Waseda, which is where the club recruits new students during the school season.

The farther you go in, the more extreme the distribution of tourists becomes. For example, the roads near the main square are almost overcrowded, but the tree-lined paths known only to students are almost empty.

Perhaps because he was in a state of excitement, or perhaps because he didn't like the excitement, Natsume Naoki always chose the less crowded path, completely missing the encounter with the little rich woman.

"Let's take a look at the lottery...how about trying your luck?"

Natsume Naoki passed by a lottery booth and stopped for some reason, as if something was attracting him.

When the stall owner saw someone coming, he immediately became interested: "Are they alumni or tourists?"

There is no doubt that those who can set up a stall in the school must be Waseda students.

Natsume Naoki looked at the stall owner and saw a boy who didn't look very familiar. That was correct. It's impossible for everyone in such a big school to have seen him before.

"He's an alumnus, a sophomore." Natsume Naoki was about to ask something when he heard the girls next to him chatting away in disappointment.

"Could it be cheating?" a girl asked.

"I'm not sure...it's obvious..."

"It seems that the senior sister is also absent-minded. She is in a bad state because of something on her mind, right?"

"That's really a pity. She obviously wants it too..."

Natsume Naoki pricked up his ears and listened carefully, but the girls had already walked away, and he could only hear a rough outline of some key information in the conversation.

It seems that there is something wrong with this stall?

The stall owner gave up a smile and quickly explained: "I am a junior student in the divination club. Let me call you junior! Junior, don't be misled. It's not natural to reward people. Not everyone is good at everything.

You are so lucky."

Natsume Naoki thought for a while, is there really no such person?

Senior sister should be considered a lucky person blessed by luck, right?

"Senior, what are you selling at the stall? Do you want to pay for divination?" Natsume Naoki shook his head and put all other things in his mind behind him, and looked at the stall owner.

It was strange that although he wanted to rush to find his senior sister, Natsume Naoki subconsciously felt that he might regret it if he left.

Or if I continue to stay here, maybe something lucky will happen.

"Tarot divination, or lottery." The stall owner pointed to the stall. Two student desks were put together and covered with a dark red tablecloth. There were crystal balls, quills and other things that could add to the atmosphere.

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At first glance, it really looks like that. In addition, the stall owner deliberately wore a robe and a mage hat today. If the young lovers among the tourists come here, the stall owner will say a few words to test their marriage.

, it is estimated that many people will fall for it.

Looking at the tarot cards that had already been used, Natsume Naoki guessed that this trick had just been used.

"What's the price?" Natsume Naoki asked.

The stall owner stretched out the five fingers of one hand: "Since we are alumni, it's cheaper. Five hundred yen per session. It's the same for fortune telling and lottery."

Natsume Naoki has no interest in tarot cards. He subconsciously feels that fate should be in his own hands.

If Asai heard this sentence, he would definitely fall into silence and be filled with emotions.

Because Natsume Naoki would often say this when she was a child.

This also proves from the side that he is still him. Even if he forgets some things, things in his subconscious are still affecting him.

Just like an ordinary person has no memory before the age of three, but the baby at the age of three is the same person as him, no matter how old he is.

As for Natsume Naoki, it's just that her age has been delayed a bit, becoming eight years old.

But in the same way, even if he has amnesia, his underlying character, cognition and even his character will affect his later life.

"Let's get the prize, I'm not interested in divination." Naoki Natsume took out 500 yen from his wallet and handed it to the stall owner. The stall owner happily accepted it and took out an opaque box from under the table.

"There are folded lottery tickets inside, one for the first, second and third prizes. Thank you for your patronage." The stall owner smiled and said, "It's time to test your luck in the postgraduate entrance examination."

Natsume Naoki held the box and shook it slightly. He could hear the slight sound of papers stacked together inside, indicating that there were many notes.

"Where are the prizes?" Natsume Naoki realized something was wrong. Only three of so many lottery tickets were prizes. According to probability, how many valuable prizes can be balanced?

With a lot of profits, he is indeed an experienced senior who knows what to do to make the most money at the campus festival.

Natsume Naoki somewhat sympathized with those elementary school girls. The crepes were sold so cheaply, the craftsmanship was so good, and her smile was sweet. Occasionally when she was hungry, she would squat under the stall and eat secretly, and when she stood up again, she would smile at the corner of her mouth.

There was a little bit of white turbidity, and then I felt a little dizzy from squatting and standing for a long time, my eyes were blurred, and I took a few breaths...

In comparison, the seniors’ stalls were simply unsightly.

"The first prize is this," the stall owner pointed to the bicycle parked next to the stall: "It's very valuable."

Natsume Naoki raised his eyebrows. He noticed the bicycle at first and thought it was the senior's means of transportation. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a prize.

Then this looks good.

"The second prize is a brand new suitcase, five or six thousand yen." The stall owner picked up the suitcase hidden under the table and showed it to Natsume Naoki.

"As for the third prize, it's this..." The stall owner opened the small blanket that had been covering the table.

Natsume Naoki was stunned. He really didn't expect that the third prize would be this.

Compared to bicycles and suitcases, maybe...senpai will like this thing?

As for why it was the senior sister and not the other girls, Natsume Naoki naturally understood.

Now Natsume Naoki's goal is very clear.

But he didn't think he was so lucky.

After all, drawing a prize here seemed abnormal to him. He thought he would meet someone if he stood here for a while, so he felt this way in his heart.

But until I took out the lottery ticket and opened it, I didn't expect any acquaintance to strike up a conversation.

However, the words on the lottery ticket made Natsume Naoki stunned.

I have always had bad luck, and I have been used to it for ten years, so why...

The stall owner watched Natsume Naoki go away, and of course the third prize was taken away with him.

He scratched his head and counted on his fingers whether he had made a loss or a profit since setting up the stall in the morning.

The third prize was actually more expensive than the suitcase. The reason why it was set as the third prize was because he felt that not many people would like that thing compared to the suitcase. After all, the suitcase has practical value, right?

"Thirteen people have come to touch the prizes, and eight people have done fortune-telling... Calculating this, it's still a profit." The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to the group of girls just now, they clamored for the third prize, and everyone contributed a thousand yen. In the end, they were not convinced, and called a very beautiful girl to help out, saying that Izumi-senpai would definitely be able to do it...

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The stall owner scratched his head: "Izumi? Why does this name seem familiar?"

However, the girl who had high hopes failed. After being touched four times, she thanked her for the patronage. Then she seemed to have other things to do and left in a hurry.

Not five minutes later, the boy who was so lucky just now came and took away the third prize.

Natsume Naoki didn't know that there was a senior sister involved in this episode before, so he didn't know that Izumi Mio just arrived at the sports club five minutes earlier than him.

But he still saw some clues from the sweat on Izumi Mio's forehead.

"Hello, senior sister."

Natsume Naoki greeted Izumi Mio who was looking around. Izumi Mio was frightened like a little rabbit. After seeing clearly that it was Natsume Naoki, she showed a happy expression.

"Natsume-kun!"

"I'm sorry for being late. Didn't you delay anything?" Natsume Naoki looked around and saw that everyone in the sports club was busy in an nervous and orderly manner.

The tents were set up one after another, like mushrooms in a string.

Several stoves are surrounded by busy members, who are cooking a variety of food to provide to tourists.

For example, fried instant noodles, octopus balls and taiyaki, as well as a simple milk tea machine, Natsume Naoki had to lament the human mobility... How did you get these things and move them into the school?

"I already said this when I discussed it with Deputy Minister Kashima," Izumi Mio smiled and shook her head: "It is not mandatory for club members to participate. If you want to stroll around, just enjoy it. The school festival belongs to each of us.

Youth. Those who want to use the club facilities, we will provide help as much as possible."

Looking at the smiling face of his senior sister, Natsume Naoki felt like there was a breeze blowing on his ears, which was very comfortable and cool.

"Senior is really considerate." Natsume Naoki looked into the senior's eyes and said sincerely.

"No, it's not that..." Izumi Mio was a little shy when Natsume Naoki looked at her, so she turned away and her voice became much softer.

The sweat on the senior's forehead made Natsume Naoki feel itchy... Did the senior exercise vigorously just now? The fine sweat on the forehead was stuck to the hair, it must be uncomfortable, right?

So subconsciously, he took a step forward, gently rubbed the sweat off the senior's forehead with the thick flesh of his palm, and pushed the black hair stuck to her head behind her ears.

"That's much better." Natsume Naoki nodded to himself, not noticing that the shocked state and the senior sister's cheeks were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Many people around saw this scene, and such an intimate gesture made everyone present wide-eyed.

Everyone thought again about what Izumi Mio said when he rejected the confession of a Kyoto University student in a Kyoto Izakaya... After all, many people from the sports club were present at that time, and almost all of the school team were from the sports club.

Ying Jing was still watching the fun, stretching his head to show that it was not a big deal.
To be continued...