50 50 The hustle and bustle of Valentine (1/2)

On Valentine's Day, as you can imagine, the whole school was noisy and they all had a restless atmosphere.

Many men pretend not to be interested while expecting something softly.

I guess a lot of guys have this attitude because there are a lot of guys who think that getting chocolate or not determines a man's character today.

”Everybody's standing up.”

I don't care about the rating. I think it's hard as a circumference, like other HRs, while slipping my gaze into a tree that doesn't seem interested for a different reason than the circumference.

The tree was relaxing and watching the hustle and bustle of the class, slightly returning ”I see” to Zhou's words.

”I can see room for her, Mr. Tree, I'd like your views on this year's Valentine”

”I'm still desperate because I'm going to be involved in the future depending on whether I get it today or not in a men's mood. And I was wondering if you could get chocolate from Mr. Vertebra.”

”They don't even hand out in-laws chocolate to boys. 'Cause I'm not gonna be able to pick it up.”

”I guess.... by the way, Zhou Kunya, do you plan on getting it from that guy?

”I don't know. At least I didn't see that coming.”

They give it to women at midday, but they don't give it to boys, so I can't expect them to pass it around. I don't think anything about it, even if I don't get it.

Of course, I'd appreciate it if I could, but I don't care if it is.

To be honest, I think Valentine's Day is like promoting a confectionery company for Zhou, and it wasn't that important of an event.

The tree, which spilled a bitter laugh ”pale white” around the area where you can see what you're not really interested in, looks away from the perimeter to see the particularly busy direction of the class.

”... snug. Well, that's awesome”

The tree points to the array, which would be a popular person who is almost sucking off a class of girls.

A prince with a smile he likes in his sweet basket is in the center of the group, and when a woman hiccups, he gives her a bag of chocolate.

Even though it was still before the start, the gift was packed in bread for the handouts that the person had already prepared, so I could peek at the popular sawdust.

”You're a boulder prince.”

”Amazing teeth bite around”

Maybe the guy who hasn't gotten it from anyone yet looks at the side of the door jealously for a long time.

I have been shown differences in character in the first place since before it was rated, so there's nothing I can do about it at the earliest.

If you look around, it seems so hard to get chocolate and bring it home, and I'm concerned about things like how to handle it.

”Hot men are hard. That must be hard to take home and eat.”

”Right. But it's still fat. It's amazing.”

”That's a story that's got no connection to me.”

”Chi, I didn't know exactly what to prepare. Be prepared.”

”Oh, my God, I'm ready.”

”It's Russian.”

Don't mix it up.

I was guessing you weren't willing to make regular treats from the exchange the other day, but they mixed in the extras.

”Right, a grain of chili wasabi habanero trinity chocolate and a grain of chocolate with plum concentrated extract jelly, the rest is normal chocolate,”

”What the fuck is he making?”

He wants you to be surprised.

It may be stunning in a way, but in an almost boring sense, it would be.

”... scared to eat wow”

”Give it up. I tasted it. It's the way I went.”

”Though you would have eaten half the fun.”

”Sort of. I'll eat anything you don't make.”

”You stupid couple.”

A tree would eat anything a thousand years old puts out.

Thousands of years old doesn't mean they're bad cooks in the first place, it's just a matter of overflowing with a challenging spirit. They seem to make it when they make it normally, but they have a troubled arrangement when they think of something.

The basic sacrifice is a tree, but I didn't expect the bowl to turn around for me either.

Well, it seems to fit within the inedible range to see the tree react, so you won't have to be overly afraid, but what's depressing is depressing.