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Chapter 64 What does it feel like to die in society?

 There are no extra decorations, a bed, a desk that doubles as a dressing table and a wardrobe constitute this small "home".

This is just a small corner of the huge Shinomiya Villa, but it is the place where Hayasaka Ai has been living all these years.

There are many cute dolls that are most common in girls' "boudoirs", even the gangster lady with fierce eyes, but there are none here.

This kind of extreme simplicity is quite reasonable if it is a design of a fast hotel. After all, it is a place specially used for sleeping.

But as a place where young girls live their daily lives, it is normal for there to be an overwhelming number of beautiful clothes and bags on the chairs and on the floor.

It seems as if this room is just a place to check in every day, and sleeping is just a task.

This was Ishigami’s first impression when he came to Hayasaka-senpai’s room.

In fact, he was right as he thought. To her, this room was no different from a check-in point.

Hayasaka Ai's day starts when she opens her eyes at five o'clock in the morning, and her most hated reporting work ends at almost 12 o'clock at night. The time after that really belongs to her.

After taking a shower, I would watch a few short videos before I knew it, and the time spent sleeping would not exceed four hours.

This kind of high-intensity work is simply not something a girl can bear.

I’m so tired during the day that I still have the energy to decorate my room at night. It’s good to be able to clean and keep it tidy.

A life full of boredom, hard work, and guilt is the daily life of this girl who is now as young as a flower.

It’s a mess, but it shouldn’t be like this

every day

every day

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye

Alas

She is used to it

.......

Speaking of which, apart from my mother and Miss Kaguya, this is the first time someone has come to my room, and it’s a boy.

It’s incredible

She glanced at her younger brother Jun sitting on her bed, feeling an indescribable feeling, and her heartbeat could not help but speed up a bit.

It feels like sharing the most private part of yourself with him, which makes me feel very embarrassed.

The bedroom has a special meaning. It is the most relaxed and real place for people. It is already very thought-provoking for a girl to agree to let a boy into her room.

It was the first time for Hayasaka Ai to let a boy enter his room, and it was also the first time for Ishigami to enter a girl's room, although it was completely different from the girl's room he imagined.

But in general

This is the first time for both of them

It’s quite fresh.

But it’s too late to regret

Hayasaka Ai has just achieved the rare achievement of bringing a man into her room for the first time, and she has no time to be happy.

Now she wants to die and her hands are shaking.

Because her desk is filled with electronic components, as well as welding pens and other things. It no longer looks like a girl’s dressing table, but more like an uncle’s workbench, which is very strange.

This is completely inconsistent with the image she created in school, and it is exposed again...

This time, the society is really dead, and there is no way back.

What does it feel like to die in society? Hayasaka Ai’s current experience is that every second of breathing is luxurious.

Her tone was trembling

"Sorry, Ishigami-kun."

"The table is a little messy, let me clean it up first."

I was just carried away by the long-awaited concern, so I took my younger brother Jun directly to his room.

Completely forgetting that she had insomnia last night, she took out the circuit board and started soldering. This was also one of her ways to relieve stress.

Miss Kaguya's illness disrupted her plan and she had no time to clean up.

It's okay now, my younger brother must think I'm a strange girl.

Want to cry

As a person with reasonable common sense, she still knows how outrageous her hobbies are compared to those of ordinary girls, or that they are not compatible with them at all!

Assembling computers is her hobby. She just likes to see these circuit boards neatly arranged together, which gives her a very comfortable feeling.

Hayasaka Ai sighed. If it weren't for her brother Jun, she would have covered her face and squatted on the ground crying.

She is probably the only girl in the world who is so hard-core and likes to do electric welding...

Ishigami looked at her with a pale face. It turned out that Hayasaka-senpai, who looked like an enthusiastic big sister, still had such a side.

I couldn’t help but smile

He had wondered before why his senior sister always had a faint, special scent. Now when he saw things like welding pens, he understood that it was the smell of rosin.

"Haasaka-senpai, let me help you."

"Ah? No need, I can do it myself..."

"It's okay, no trouble."

Ishigami stepped forward and helped her clean up, putting these parts into moisture-proof boxes.

He picked up a circuit board and looked at it. The solder joints on it were tightly sealed. It could be seen that the master's basic skills were very solid and he had worked hard. He was almost as good as the masters outside.

"Stop watching!!!"

Hayasaka Ai, who was already so ashamed that she wanted to die, reluctantly accepted that her younger brother Jun would take care of her together. It was already a big concession.

Now seeing him holding the circuit board he soldered last night and looking at it carefully, Hayasaka Ai couldn't help but take a breath, and a tear fell rapidly from the corner of his eye.

Sorry, Miss Kaguya

I hope we can be sisters in the next life. I can only accompany you here in this life....

At this moment, her eyes were completely dead and she wanted to commit suicide.

Living my own life is quite tiring, really.

She is already considering whether to wield a knife or take medicine, which way of traveling is more suitable for her.

I thought about it for less than a second

Just take medicine

After all, she is quite afraid of pain.

As a result, an unexpected compliment brought her back to reality.

"Haasaka-senpai, you are amazing!"

"Huh?"

You shouldn’t say a word to her at this time

"Haasaka-senpai, your interests are really weird." or "Your interests are not ladylike at all, why are you acting like an uncle?"

"It's really Okawaii." That's right

She can accept all these and then hit the road without any distractions.

But why is it a compliment

When Ishigami looked at this thing, he could imagine Hayasaka-senpai having finished her day's work, dragging her tired body, watching videos and studying at the same time late at night.

For girls, if they don’t learn this kind of thing out of hobby, who can continue to learn it?

"Senior, you are really amazing."

He looked at the girl next to him who had nowhere to put his hands and feet, and sighed

"Learning these things cannot be learned in one night."

He saw the purpose of these dazzling array of parts, mainly to assemble the computer he wanted.

When girls buy computers, they always choose good-looking ones, and Hayasaka-senpai has surpassed 99.999% of girls by being able to do this.

"Sure enough, Hayasaka-senpai is completely different from other girls."

"There are so many parts. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to tell them apart."

"So, this hobby is not surprising at all."

"It's really amazing to be able to give so much."

This is what it feels like to be recognized

So happy

Ai Hayasaka, who was so embarrassed that she wanted to commit suicide because of her strange hobby, unexpectedly received recognition.

She looked at those sincere eyes, and her vision gradually blurred.

Always want me to cry in front of you

What a hateful little brother, please give me some dignity as a senior...

Hayasaka Ai lowered her head, leaving behind a sentence

"You're thirsty, I'll make you some coffee."

He left the room as if running away

She quickly closed the door, leaned against the wall, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Then disappear into the corridor


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