When I Bind the Plot Maintenance System

Chapter 15:

Among the trio of troublemakers, Matsuda Jinping is more likely to fry, which often happens.

Anyway, after a while, Hagihara will coax Matsuda, and then we can go eat cake together. Zhu Fukongliang said.

“Don’t think I can’t hear you, bastard!” Matsuda Jinping shouted.

“Are you going to eat cake then?” Zhu Fukong Liang asked.

“……eat.”

So this time, in order to appease Matsuda Jinping’s mood, they didn’t go to the kind of dessert shop that looks girlish at first glance, but went to the dessert house with a more refreshing decoration and a warm color of the wooden house mainly composed of brown and orange.

That being said, the customers of this shop are still mainly female.

“How do you know there is a dessert shop here?” Matsuda Jinpei asked Hagihara Kenji who was pulling the two of them over.

“It was recommended by Keiko-chan from the next class~” Hagihara Ken ordered a pudding for two, and then pushed it to Zhu Fukong Ryo: “She said this family’s caramel pudding is super delicious, try it?”

Zhu Fukongliang picked up a fork and smashed the caramel layer on top, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth: “Not bad.”

Matsuda Jinping raised his eyebrows, scooped a spoonful, and commented: “The taste is okay, but is it different from other stores?”

“Haha, I can’t tell the difference, should I ask Xiao Kongliang?”

Zhu Fukongliang replied, “A little more delicate.”

“…Gone?”

“Gone.”

Zhu Fukongliang looked at the pudding in front of him, which had lost half of it because of Matsuda Jinping’s relationship, and didn’t say anything. It’s just that when Matsuda Jinpei and Hagihara Kenji were chatting, he cut away half of the cake in front of Matsuda Jinping very naturally.

Matsuda Jinping simply moved the cake in front of Zhu Fu Kongliang: “Do you like this? Here’s it for you.”

Zhu Fukongliang didn’t speak, and consciously dealt with this cheesecake with no decoration.

Hagihara Kenji, who was sitting across from watching this scene, trembled slightly on his shoulders, but couldn’t help but still laughed: “…Pfft.”

Matsuda Jinping looked inexplicable: “What are you laughing at?”

Zhu Fu Kongliang licked the cheese on his fork: “Because I think Matsuda is an idiot.”

Hagihara Kenji: “Hahaha! That’s not what I said?”

Matsuda Jinhei’s fist became hard again.

I always feel that with these two bastards, my blood pressure will rise.

Zhu Fukong Ryo was solving the cake in front of him, listening to the exchange between Matsuda Jinpei and Hagihara Kenji – because they usually only play together after school, so most of the time, Hagihara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei are together.

Zhu Fukongliang does not like to talk. When communicating, Hagihara Kenji often talks a little more, and the topics are ever-changing. However, as a student, he is often inseparable from the campus.

So… what would it be like if we went to school together? Zhu Fukongliang tried to imagine it.

As a result, when he waved goodbye this time, Zhu Fukongliang did not give an accurate reply.

Zhufu’s mother looked at her little son who came down the stairs, with a shallow smile on her face: “Kongliang? Have you washed up?”

Zhu Fukongliang, who was wearing pajamas, paused as he walked down, and then fell back again.

Zhu Fu’s mother couldn’t help laughing, but after laughing, the blue cat’s eyes that were picked up couldn’t help but bring some worry.

A few days ago Kong Liang agreed to go to high school, she was worried and happy, and then Kong Liang wanted to go out for the first time without anyone else’s request, and Zhu Fu’s mother was even more pleasantly surprised.

After all, Kongliang doesn’t want to go out. As long as the family members propose it, whether it is to go to an amusement park or a library, from viewing cherry blossoms to buying vegetables, Zhu Fu Kongliang will not refuse. He never minds a noisy and crowded environment.

Zhu Fukongliang has absolute self-care ability, the only weakness is that he is not good at communication, but if he really leaves him at home alone, he can live well. In modern society, convenience stores are not far away, and it’s not that you can’t cook without food.

But this complicated emotion hadn’t persisted for too long. On the day that Zhu Fu Kongliang took the initiative to ask to go out, after Zhu Fu Jingguang called back, it turned into worry.

【Hey? Mom, is Kongliang back? …Isn’t it? Well, how should I put it, mom, can you pay attention to Sora’s mood? I’m a little worried. 】

[Ah, don’t worry, nothing happened. It’s just that I feel like Kong Liang is a little unhappy. ] The opposite side smiled helplessly: [But this time, he doesn’t seem to want to talk to his brother. 】

So after the younger son came home, Zhufu’s mother carefully observed it for a while. Then it was determined that her youngest son was indeed a little unhappy.

It’s a hard-to-see, very inconspicuous loss.

Even this sense of loss, his youngest son himself did not notice.

It’s somewhat similar to when Jingguang accidentally ate the pudding that was in the refrigerator in the refrigerator. Kongliang didn’t mind his brother eating his own pudding, but he was still a little lost.

But after Jing Guang said sorry and made compensation, Kong Liang nodded again, put his hand on his brother’s hand, and said, “It’s okay, I forgive my brother.”

I’m sorry and it doesn’t matter, it’s like a balance in Kongliang’s heart. Now that the latter is tied, Kongliang will naturally lift it away.

…Even now, Kong Ryo still remembers the fact that his brother ate his own pudding.

If there is no tie, that thing will always exist like a thorn, coupled with Kong Ryo’s excellent memory ability, it will not be forgotten with the passage of time.

Zhufu’s mother recalled the events of the children when they were young, and inadvertently brought a gentle smile on her face.

But ten minutes later, after seeing the little son who was obediently eating breakfast at the dining table and meeting Kong Liang’s eyes, Zhu Fu’s mother was stunned, and the tenderness in her eyes suddenly overflowed.

Although I don’t know what happened, the balance seems to be stable now, and there is no unpleasantness for unknown reasons.

Zhu Fu’s mother was also relieved, and accused Zhu Fu’s father who was sitting on the side reading the newspaper: “What time is it? Not going to school yet.”

“…That, dear.” Zhufu’s father hesitated: “Today seems to be…the weekend?”

Zhu Fu’s mother: “…”

Zhufu’s mother: “That’s the same! Don’t be an eyesore here, since you’ve finished eating, then help me tidy up the study!”

Zhu Fu’s father was extremely innocent, and met Zhu Fu Kongliang’s eyes. The former put down the newspaper and rolled his eyes helplessly: “I see.”

Zhu Fukongliang bit his chopsticks unconsciously, looked at his parents, and said, “So this is showing affection?”

Zhu Fu’s parents: “…”

“…Wait? Kongliang, who taught you this!” Zhu Fu’s mother had an embarrassed look on her face.

Zhu Fukongliang determined the answer on his own: “Well, it’s a show of affection.”

After eating breakfast, Zhu Fukongliang obediently put the plate in the vegetable sink and left this position.

“…Although my son is a lot more lively, it’s good.” Zhufu’s father, who watched his son leave, raised his forehead and said, “But I always feel that the direction is wrong.”

Zhu Fu’s mother glanced sideways at her husband: “Who can Kong Liang get in touch with? It’s not your usual nonsense.”

Zhu Fu’s father also hesitated: “Do I usually say such things?”

Zhu Fu’s mother: “Did I still say it?”

The culprit who was not at the scene, Hagihara Kenji suddenly sneezed, Matsuda Jinping took a step back in disgust: “Have you caught a cold?”

Hagihara Kenji rubbed his nose: “No, it’s just someone talking about me behind my back, right?”

Hagihara Kenji put on Matsuda Jinhei’s shoulder, leaned over and asked, “So what do you think, Xiaojinhei?”

“When you invited Kong Liang to go to high school together, I was shocked!”

“I just thought of it at the time, so I said, what’s the problem?” Matsuda Jinping replied.

“…It’s completely the answer of Xiaojinping.” Hagihara Kenji sighed, and then said: “I don’t mind being classmates with Sora, to be honest, I’m looking forward to it.”

“I’m just thinking, will it be troublesome for Kong Ryo?” Hagihara Kenji lowered his eyes: “We still don’t know where Kong Ryo lives?”

“Maybe it’s a Zashiki boy.” Matsuda Jinhei joked.

“Hey! I’m serious this time!” Hagihara Kenji complained.

“What’s the use of thinking so much now? I’ll ask after school in the afternoon.” Matsuda Jinhei patted Kenji Hagihara’s hand on his shoulder: “The final result is not on the two of us, I just made a suggestion. That’s it.”

“It doesn’t matter if you refuse, right? Isn’t that how you came here two years ago anyway?”

“…What you said makes a lot of sense.” Hagihara Kenji decided to give up thinking and stretched his back: “Forget it, let’s go with the flow! Anyway, it’s up to Xiaokong Ryo’s own thoughts!”

After school, the two detoured towards the small public group again, and saw Zhu Fukongliang hanging upside down on the horizontal bar.

Zhu Fukongliang’s knees were buckled on the horizontal bar, and his black hair fell completely, revealing a face that would be partially covered by bangs on weekdays.

Noticing the sound, the pair of blue cat eyes fell on the two of them. Zhu Fukongliang immediately changed his posture and sat on the horizontal bar, with a little blush on his face caused by the backflow of blood, and posed at them. He waved his hand: “Good afternoon.”

Hagihara Kenji also laughed: “Good afternoon, Ryo Kosora.”

“Yo.” Matsuda Jinping came over, raised his hand to grab the horizontal bar, and flipped up with a force.

So Hagihara Kenji, who lost his position, was unhappy. He grabbed his friend’s arm one by one, and then a wicked smile appeared on his face, and suddenly forced: “Come down, you two!”

“Hey!”

“Well!”

“Ow-!”

As a result, Ryo Zhufukong and Jinping Matsuda, who were unprepared, fell directly on Hagihara Kenji.

Matsuda Jinping didn’t stand up at all, and laughed, “Haah—deserving it!”

Zhufu Kongliang deliberately or unintentionally stopped Hagihara Kenji from trying to get up, and nodded, agreeing with Matsuda Jinping’s judgment: “Deserved.”

Hagihara Kenji, who was pinned down by the two, stretched out an arm in the gap, almost raising a small white flag in his hand to express his surrender.