Nishino was awakened by the ringing of the alarm clock. The time had just reached six o'clock, and the room was still dark. She slowly turned over in bed, and was about to press the alarm, but her groping hand accidentally knocked it down.

The alarm clock rolled under the bed, and there was a snap. The break of the sound was as abrupt as a cliff, as if it hit the button when it fell to the ground.

There seemed to be lingering sounds lingering in his head, and Nishino shook his head to eliminate them completely.

The quilt on the bed looked like raised dunes in the sand of the park. Nishino carefully opened a crack, got his head out, and opened his eyes sleepily.

The temperature in the early morning is almost the lowest of the day, and the exposed skin is instantly attacked by the cold air.

The air conditioner suddenly broke down last night, and the heating malfunctioned. Even if it was turned on to the maximum, the room temperature remained the same. When I called, they couldn't find a repairman for a while, so they made an appointment to send someone to repair it the next day.

"...It's so cold."

The girl's little head shrank back into the quilt, and she lay on the bed staring at the slightly folded corner of the poster on the wall. Her body was extremely dependent on the warm quilt, but her consciousness reminded her rationally that if she didn't get up, her series of actions would be ruined.

Will panic.

The two opinions collided fiercely inside her body, but rationality finally prevailed. She struggled to get up.

The sketch book is spread out on the desk, with the spherical creature staring with big eyes and spreading its legs as if running. There are also many sketches of this wonderful creature in various postures, such as lying down, jumping, golden rooster standing alone, etc.

After getting dressed, Nishino closed the sketchbook, tidied up the pencils and erasers on the table, and prepared to wash up.

Speaking of which, more than a week ago, the selection of members for the debut single was announced. I thought there was little hope, but I was unexpectedly selected. It was such an accident that I couldn't hold back my tears at the time. Now think about what I said at that time? Hmm

...It doesn’t work anymore, I can’t remember it at all. The girl gave up very easily. Because of this kind of character that gives up easily, she has been able to stick to very few things since she was a child.

I feel happy and lucky to be selected for the selection with several close friends. Just the fact that I am standing beside me in the middle of the night gives me a strong sense of security. If I were alone, I am afraid that now

She must have been overwhelmed by anxiety, the girl thought.

Anyway, it was already very late that day after recording the program. When I got home, I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep. I reported the news to my mother, and my brother was cheering her on. After the phone call ended, I took advantage of my interest to pick up the paintbrush that I had put aside for a while, and wrote

I started painting on my desk. I had no reference and no specific things to paint. I just wanted to vent my joy and painted one picture after another. When I came back to my senses, it was already late at night.

The tissue paper is full of strange creatures, with big eyes, ball-like bodies, and slender legs.

It felt like a second-rate ghost that appeared in comics. It looked weak and had no fighting ability. But then he changed his mind. Wasn't his election tonight the result of God's blessing? So I thought, it must be

The god I wrote helped me.

He looks weak and has a strange appearance, but he has a gentle heart.

"...Lord God...just like beans..." She muttered softly.

In this way, a slightly strange god was born from the girl's hands.

Even if I think about it now, it still feels a bit incredible. After joining Nogizaka, all good things have happened. Although my daily classes have been very tight recently due to rehearsals for my debut single, the sense of fulfillment is something that girls have never experienced when they were in school.

After getting ready, I went out. Before I went downstairs, I suddenly remembered something. I quickly turned back, picked up the small bag on the desk, opened it, and checked the gifts I prepared yesterday.

Then go out and walk to the subway entrance not far away. Buy a ticket, take the subway, transfer, and get off at the Nogizaka platform.

(ex){}&/Thinking about these, I walked slowly on the street on my way home.

“Thank you for coming~”

Standing at the intersection waiting for the red light to go out, the sensor door of Rosen across the street opened, and with the clear voice of a young man, a girl walked out carrying a small bag.

"...Nanase?"

The girl followed the sound and looked happy, ready to run over. Instead, she broke out in a cold sweat.

"Slow down, slow down! Red light! Red light!"

The two of them reunited smoothly and safely. Wu Geng took the convenience bag from Nishino's hand and weighed it twice. It was not heavy.

"Miso?"

"Well, there is also soy sauce," Nishino said. "There is only a little bit left in the kitchen, which is not enough for future cooking, so I helped buy it."

"Uh... why don't you order the food directly? Don't tell me that Ikuta is the one cooking at my house."

Nishino snickered.

"No, although Ikuta had this intention, everyone stopped him. The people in charge of cooking are Shiraishi-san and Matsumura-san. They often cook at home."

"I feel relieved that everyone has such a strong desire to survive. I'm really afraid that the induction cooker at home will be attacked by someone. By the way, Shiraishi-san's food introduction is terrible. I don't know how good the cooking is."

"It's great. Ikoma was full of praise after tasting it."

"If Ikoma's taste is the same as hers, then that's the wrong answer," Wu Geng sighed, "Well, it's much more reliable than Ikuta's dark cuisine."

The arrival of Christmas has given the streets a new luster, the sky is getting darker, the windows are decorated with colorful decorations, and the colorful lights flash alternately. If Wu Geng hadn't been very familiar with this road back, I might have thought that I had entered it by mistake now.

A welcoming foreign country.

Most of the people hanging out at this time were couples or men and women who wanted to become lovers. In the past, Christmas was no different from every day in life, and she couldn't think of the meaning of the celebration. Now when she was walking on the street, she realized that she didn't know

When did I become a part of this festival?

Santa Claus in Christmas clothes distributed balloons in his hands. When Wu Geng and Nishino passed by, they were forced to stuff one into their hands.

"Haha, I was treated like a child." Nishino said with a smile.

Under the light of the window, the smile was a little dreamy.

Wu Geng smiled bitterly and tied the balloon to the hand strap.

"By the way, there is a Christmas tree installed in the living room, surrounded by ribbons and lights, and candies and chocolates are hung on the tree."

"It's not necessary. Christmas Eve has passed and Santa Claus won't come."

"Atmosphere, atmosphere, look." Nishino put the balloon in front of his face. On the side facing the five o'clock watch, there was a picture of a Santa hat, and below it was a big smiley face pattern, with English words next to it: erryhrisas!

"How's it going?" Nishino poked his head out from the side, smiling happily.

"Does it look like the smiling face above?"

Wu Geng didn't answer. He raised his hand and pressed the balloon on her nose in a playful manner. Nishino subconsciously leaned back and released his hands. The balloon slowly rose into the sky.

"What are you doing?" The girl rubbed her nose and looked at her in annoyance, then her eyes chased the balloon in the air.

"Look, it's all your fault."

Wu Geng stared at the girl's face until she sensed something and met her eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" in a confused tone.

I couldn't help but laugh at the fifth watch.
Chapter completed!