Chapter 395: I lost so thoroughly
“Buzz— Buzz—”
In the clean and tidy study, a young boy was diligently writing something on a homework paper with a pen. However, the continuous vibration of the mobile phone beside him made his already unattractive expression even worse.
He helplessly picked up his phone and glanced at it. The continuous block of text was enough to give anyone a headache. He turned to look at the homework book he had just started, and the young boy’s face immediately darkened. He turned off his phone, intending to ignore the troublesome guy on the other end for now.
“Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling—”
But in the next moment, as if discovering that his words had not received a response, accompanied by the crisp ringtone of the phone, the person on the other end actually made a phone call.
Looking at the name of the caller flashing on the phone screen, the previously calm young boy finally couldn’t take it anymore. He picked up his phone and fiercely pressed the green answer button.
“Noyoru Yokota! What the hell do you want?!!!”
“Um… Takuma, don’t get excited. It’s urgent, very urgent, extremely urgent!”
Hearing his good friend’s lecture, Noyoru Yokota on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling no guilt as he comforted the completely agitated Takuma Fujiyui.
“No matter how urgent it is, wasn’t what I told you last night enough? Big brother, as soon as I started preparing to write my holiday homework, you kept bothering me. I even thought about deleting you.”
With a long sigh, looking at the connected phone, Takuma Fujiyui resignedly put down the pen in his hand and unleashed a torrent of words at his infatuated buddy on the other end of the line.
“No, big brother, I was wrong. Wait for me to come back, and I’ll help you write it. I just beg you to give me some advice this time.”
Noyoru Yokota quickly admitted his mistake, showing a humble attitude that as long as you are willing to help me, anything is negotiable.
“Get real. With your situation, when can you write this for me? It’s still a question whether you can even return to school next semester.”
“Sigh, go on. What’s wrong again? Did your Shimizu sister refuse to go out to dinner with you?”
Takuma Fujiyui was completely helpless with his friend. Perhaps a boy’s first relationship is always like this; clumsy, wanting to get close but not knowing how to do it, and finally, the task has to be handed over to him, his friend.
[But I also don’t have any relationship experience!!]
Fiercely slapping the imaginary virtual table in his mind, Takuma Fujiyui felt his head was about to explode. Not only did he have to eat this cliché love-sick garbage, but he also had to brainstorm for this guy, and in the end, all he got was Noyoru Yokota’s empty promises.
“She agreed, it’s just… when I asked her before, I picked a few restaurants nearby for her to choose from, just like you told me. But after that, she hasn’t replied to my messages for a long time. Do you think I said something wrong?”
“Hmm? Giving a few options like that should be fine. How about you send me a screenshot?”
Listening to Noyoru Yokota’s description, Takuma Fujiyui also felt something was strange. He couldn’t analyze anything from the description alone, so he said.
But in the next second, Takuma Fujiyui completely regretted what he had said. Putting aside the fact that the chat interface was full of the green bubbles exclusive to simps sent by his side, the time displayed for the other party’s last message was only five minutes ago.
“Noyoru Yokota, are you an idiot?! You call this not replying for a long time??? Also, didn’t I tell you not to be too proactive? What’s with this screen full of awkward chat?? You’ve gone beyond enthusiasm and entered the range of perversion!”
Emotional Mentor Number One completely broke down. Although he wasn’t exactly experienced either, the knowledge he had seen in books and the advantage of being an outsider had allowed him to offer some constructive advice.
And the result was that this student hadn’t listened at all, doing whatever he wanted, being the ultimate simp that even Takuma Fujiyui found hard to watch.
“But Shimizu she…”
“Yes, yes, yes, she has a great personality, cares about you, your hearts are connected, she can sacrifice so much for you, she’s also very cute, she’s your type, she doesn’t care about your appearance… I swear, although I admit it’s quite touching that she’s willing to help you like that, I’ve heard this speech at least ten times yesterday. Please, spare me, brother.”
Takuma Fujiyui was going crazy. Who knew that this usually cold and indifferent friend, who seemed not to associate with women, would get so obsessed when he was lovestruck.
“Let’s just assume she has some feelings for you, but you can’t act like this. Some people might like a bad boy, but nobody likes a pervert!”
“Uh… I feel like it’s, okay?”
Listening to Noyoru Yokota’s retort, Takuma Fujiyui almost choked on his water. He wiped away some of the spilled water and said in exasperation.
“It’s not okay at all! This screen full of green bubbles could be used for landscaping.”
“Didn’t I say before that the most important thing is to avoid doing it this way? First of all, why is she helping you so much? As you yourself said, the previous incident had a resonance of shared experience. Now, it’s also possible that she’s being so nice to you out of gratitude for giving her this internship opportunity.”
“Of course, I don’t deny that Kazumi Shimizu definitely has some feelings for you, but there are different degrees to this. It could be a friend, a senior she admires, or someone with similar experiences. So, what you need to do now is to grasp this sliver of different affection and develop it from there.”
“Oh…”
“The most important thing is to start by understanding her… Wait, didn’t I ask you to find out about her situation? Did you ask?”
Seeing that the other party was listening attentively to his words, Takuma Fujiyui felt a little relieved, but he quickly remembered something and asked with a frown.
“Still… haven’t…”
“Then what have you been doing all this time????”
“I… I was a bit embarrassed to ask. If I proactively ask if the other person has a boyfriend, wouldn’t that be equivalent to confessing?”
“So… you don’t even know if she has a boyfriend, and you made a goal with me to pursue her???”
Takuma Fujiyui was numb. This could no longer be called slow-witted; a normal person wouldn’t do this. What if it all turns out to be his one-sided fantasy, and the girl just wants to help the senior who has helped her quite a bit.
“I was planning to hint at it this time. Besides, with Kazumi, after interacting for so long, I feel like she shouldn’t have a boyfriend…”
“I’m tired… Do whatever you want.”
Slouching in his chair, Takuma Fujiyui felt an unprecedented exhaustion, probably more tiring than completing a full physical fitness test.
“…….”
“……..”
“………”
“Hey, Noyoru? Are you still there? Can you find out which class Kazumi Shimizu is in? I’ll find someone to help you inquire about the news.”
After a long silence, Takuma Fujiyui realized that there was no sound from the other end. Realizing that perhaps his words were too harsh and made Noyoru Yokota angry, Takuma Fujiyui quickly asked, after all, he was just complaining. For the sake of his good brother’s happiness, he was still willing to put in some effort.
“Ah, I’m here, I’m here.”
A ethereal voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of nervousness. Just as Takuma Fujiyui was about to continue asking about the other party’s situation, a crisp voice came from the earpiece again.
“Takuma, she replied to me. I’m hanging up now. We can talk later if there’s anything.”
“Beep— beep— beep— beep—”
The repeated beeping sounds echoed in his ears, leaving the young boy staring blankly at the phone screen, holding his phone. Finally, he heavily threw himself onto the nearby bed.
“Shit!”
