Chapter 317 Four Sweethearts

Akae Nayue also noticed that Ling's eyes were on his earlobe, and then realized that the other party might have discovered the reason for his change in personality. Although Zhenping didn't seem to notice this, he didn't want to stay for even a second.

The feeling of watching the fun was actually far greater than the shame that had not appeared for a long time, but Akane Nayue saw that the two boys, Ling and Zhenping, were on the verge of a fight, and he did not want to witness the scene of the two fighting each other again in elementary school...

Moreover, it was obvious that Little Ling had already received systematic training, and Little Zhenping seemed to have never given up his boxing skills. If these two really started fighting, he would not be able to continue watching the fun.

After all, no matter what, they are still two children.

Akae Nayue used the four words "still a child" and reluctantly crossed out two more strokes under the number of revenges under Matsuda Jinpei's name in the little notebook in her heart.

Because of the free movement, even when Akae Nazuki was wearing a gymnastics suit, he still carried a waist bag with him. Although it didn't match the clothes very well, his face was placed there, and this mix and match looked very fashionable, which was - it was very easy for people to target him.

For example, Ling has moved his gaze from Akae Nayue's earlobe to her waist bag.

Great! It seems that this black-hearted little breadmaker will try to see what is in his waist bag. Chi Jiang Na Yue was calm and even wanted to laugh.

He has always been permissive towards children. This was indeed nothing in the past, but he is also a child now, so he also has the right to be willful, right?

Zero soon realized that the transfer student, who was originally ready to chat with him more, restrained his emotions after saying that to Curly, and became even colder than in the classroom. It seemed that the transfer student was dissatisfied with his own reaction - why - Zero thought to himself that something was wrong.

It's all the fault of this curly-haired guy! Thinking of this, Ling became even more upset.

"Transfer student?...Ah." Zhen Ping realized belatedly that if the other person was a transfer student, then what he just said seemed very rude. He pursed his lips and looked like he wanted to apologize, but he was too embarrassed to say it. "Well, then, then let's keep it for now. That sentence is always valid."

Chi Jiang Na Yue showed no change in expression, and in his mind he made some changes to his psychological assessment of the curly-haired boy.

This twelve-year-old is much more awkward and impulsive than the normal timeline, but judging from his previous attitude, it doesn't seem like he is impolite. It seems more like he simply hasn't established a good and positive social relationship for a long time, so he doesn't know how to communicate with others correctly.

This is strange. It seems that not only is there no Xiao Jingguang by Xiao Ling's side, but there is no Yan'er by the side of little Zhenping either.

How can the changes in the timeline only focus on them? Just because they are too close to him, they are judged to be the core of the world?

Chijiang Nayue was not surprised by Zhen Ping's attitude. It was normal for a twelve-year-old boy to have various problems, not to mention that this was a distorted past. No matter how strange Zhen Ping was, his face was still bright red, which made it easy for people to misunderstand him.

He glanced at Zero silently.

It's better than someone appearing peaceful on the surface but actually being completely dark, right?

Zhen Ping also calmed down at this time. He was here originally because he was interested in Zero. Now that his interest has faded, he naturally has lost his original purpose. Instead, he took a few more glances at the transfer student.

Since he is a transfer student, he probably hasn't had time to know anything yet, right? If it is this person, will he...

Zhen Ping took a deep breath, encouraged himself in his heart, and was about to speak.

"By the way, Chijiang-kun just came to school today. Did you bring a lunch box? Do you want to go with me during the afternoon break?" The guy with blond hair next to him said naturally, just before he opened his mouth, "If you didn't bring any, I can also go to the canteen with you."

Zhen Ping, whose speech was snatched away, twitched his forehead twice: As expected, he just couldn't get along with this blond bastard!

Akajina Yue recalled the contents of the schoolbag she took out after closing her eyes, and confirmed that there was indeed a very familiar lunch box among them.

Eating lunch together is indeed a way to quickly build relationships. Even a ten-year-old boy would not mind having lunch with a stranger classmate if he was interested in someone.

However, Chijiang Nayue was very suspicious that if he nodded in agreement, Zhenping, who was also planning to invite him to lunch, would not be outdone and join in.

He just transformed his image in front of these two people, so just let him go!

"No."

The transfer student rejected Ling again: "Thank you for your kindness, but I prefer to eat alone."

One person?

Chijiang Nayue touched his waist bag solemnly.

To be exact, there are six people...By the way, does the guardian sweetheart need to eat?

…

Wait, let’s not talk about that for now. Is there something strange in his waist bag?

—The physical education class was already the last one in the morning, and it was lunchtime in the blink of an eye. Chijiang Nayue took some effort to get rid of the curly-haired and golden-haired kids and found a quiet and deserted place for herself.

"You can't sentence everyone to death just because of special circumstances." The blond, dark-skinned guardian sweetheart sat on Akae Nazuki's shoulder, shook her head smugly, and argued for her own child, "And Hiro was helping you just now."

"If you call the elementary school student pulling a sniper rifle out of his waist bag a help, then luckily the image transformation was lifted at that time and the gun was gone, otherwise, we would have to explain to both of them that I am not Doraemon now."

It was also at that time that they learned that image transformation could actually come with weapons - Hagiwara Kenji didn't have any at that time, perhaps because the conditions were not met.

The little devil snorted twice, and his already tender face puffed up childishly, looking like a balloon that would explode if poked. "Besides, even if I don't make over my image, I won't do anything to that guy."

"Are you sure, Nayue?" Hagiwara Kenji, who was floating above the lunch box and taking pictures with a small phone from somewhere, turned back and said, "The way you looked at that little Zhenping before was as if you wanted to eat him up."

Matsuda Jinpei, who was sitting on the other half of Akae Nazuki's shoulder, curled his lips. He was the only one among the five who stood on the same front with Akae Nazuki, or the one who protected her sweetheart. "Who let that idiot talk so fast and say whatever he thought of? He handed over his own handle to that child-like blond bastard for nothing."

...Obviously, Jinpei Matsuda defected from the group because he was dissatisfied with the fact that his younger self did not behave very smartly in front of his friends.

Morobushi Kagemitsu, who made Akae Nazuki feel ashamed of not having been with him for a long time, sat next to the lunch box. He was holding a spoon and carefully tasting the thick egg pancake on the edge. At this time, he looked up and said disapprovingly: "That Zero is just a child. ...Okay, I have to say sorry again, Nazuki. I know you can control your emotions, but can you promise not to tease that Matsuda?"

However, according to what they had discussed before, the ten-year-old Chijiang Nayue was neither the blank little angel who had just left the laboratory, nor the double-faced person who would disguise himself more as he got older. Even though he was only ten years old, his ability to hold a grudge was not inferior to that of the big devil today.

If Akae Nazuki was allowed to continue to act to her heart's content, they would never be able to make friends with the twelve-year-old Matsuda Jinpei with the personality of the ten-year-old Akae Nazuki until their next lifetime.

Hmm? As for why they must make friends? Actually, they didn't think deeply about this question. They just set this goal naturally. If they had to give a reason, it would be "because they are friends".

In short, it is obvious that Akae Nayue cannot guarantee it, because he also knows that if Morobushi Jingguang had not suddenly changed his image, he would really use his ten-year-old personality to bully the seemingly independent kid Jinping.

Well... after becoming a child, his emotions became more obvious, and there was nothing he could do about it!

"By the way, your cooking skills have been very good since you were young." Morofushi Jingguang knew that Akae Nazuki's expression meant that he had let it go. Knowing that his friend was not angry from the beginning, the guardian sweetheart smiled and gave Akae Nazuki a thumbs up with his now very small hand, and did not hesitate to praise him, "The temperature of the frying is great, and the taste is impeccable."

"I thought lunch boxes were prepared by parents." Ida Kou, who was sitting cross-legged on the lunch box cover next to him, was surprised. "Did Na Yue make this herself? A ten-year-old?"

The insulated lunch box, which looked expensive, was filled with rice balls shaped like pandas, delicious and crispy blooming octopus intestines, a few pieces of fried chicken that were magically still crispy, egg yolk buns that looked like chickens, rabbit apples, and strawberries with the stems removed, as well as the thick omelette that Morobushi Kagemitsu had just tasted a little. The thermos in the bag was also filled with hot vegetable soup.

The shape of this lunch box looks like a champion lunch box that will definitely not lose when compared with other children.

As for schools, public schools have cafeterias and nutritious lunches, while private schools generally require students to bring their own lunches. And it is obvious that Daydream Elementary School is a private school.

Chi Jiang Na Yue himself was not surprised at all. He said "oh" nonchalantly, as if he was used to it. "I have prepared my own lunch boxes since I was a child. When I didn't live in the school dormitory, I would make three portions. What I eat at night depends on my mood and what's at home."

Akae Seigo is a novice in the kitchen. The food he cooks is edible, but the taste is so bland, as if his family is too poor to buy seasonings (comment from his mother), and his mother - Akae rarely calls Akae Yuu his adoptive mother, either calling her mom or Yu-chan - is much more terrifying than this. He doesn't even know why his mother, a genius who is proficient in all kinds of skills, would put eggs in the microwave to heat them up.

As the head chef of a restaurant, the young Chijiang Nayue's status is evident.

The few people who became the guardians of the sweethearts suddenly realized a problem.

They remembered that their friend's parents died when their friend was eighteen, and now he is ten, which means that the undercover couple is still alive.

If - they mean if, they were to leave after correcting the timeline, then before that, this would be Akae Nazuki's last chance to be with her living parents, right?

At this time, Akae Nazuki was pouring soup from his thermos with his head down. He did not notice the changes in the expressions of the guardian sweethearts. He was already contentedly preparing to start enjoying his delicious lunch.

"I'll start--"

[No, no, no, no, no, no——!!!]

The sharp and piercing sound came with its own reverberation, roaring in their ears. The five guardian sweethearts all looked daunted, sensing a bad aura coming from somewhere.

Their own knowledge base told them that this was probably the legendary bad guy? No, if it could talk, it should be a bad sweetheart that had already been hatched?

The short-armed transfer student took a deep breath and told himself again to stay calm.

He poured the soup back, snapped the lids on his thermos and lunch box, then stood up and asked calmly, "Which direction? I'll go fix it."