The Heroines Want to Fall in Love 25

The Heroines Want to Fall in Love 25

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 25 Asakura-san, Wants to Become the Sun

The grassy bank of the river was perfect for reading.

Facing the setting sun of dusk, a spring breeze blew by, causing the pages of the book to flutter slightly.

The handsome young man flipped through the novel, his expression focused.

“Asakura-kun, your approach is treating the symptom, not the cause.”

“…Slightly scolding the bullies and comforting the injured child, that’s the best I could come up with.”

Tommorrow, when Asakura Yuu to school, those 2 boys will probably bully her again.

This definitely wasn’t the best outcome, but Asakura Yuu couldn’t think of any other way.

The social structure of children was simple yet complex.

They would express their dislike in every move, without any pretense.

This kind of behavior made Asakura Yuu realize… humans are born bad.

Desires come naturally; it’s just that with growth, people learn to hide their desires and show their good side.

“The clothes are warm, thank you.” Haruno, wrapped in his uniform jacket, wiped her hair with Asakura Yuu’s towel, her posture beautiful and alluring.

Asakura Yuu flipped through the library book in his hand and said, “Just remember to return it to me.”

Haruno’s bright and intelligent eyes stared at his profile, making Asakura Yuu feel like he was being seen through.

“What’s wrong?”

“Being able to come up with a solution so quickly, even touching that child’s heart, Asakura-kun is very capable.”

Asakura Yuu chuckled lightly, not saying anything.

If he was truly capable, he should have a better solution, instead of doing such useless work.

In the brief silence, Haruno put the towel away and smoothed her hair, which was still damp.

“Haruno-nee, when you jumped into the water just now, did you consider the gaze of the people around you? As far as I know, among the passersby just now, many people thought of you as a fool.”

“…If you worry too much, your backpack will be swept downstream by the fast-flowing water, and there’s a high chance it won’t catch up.” Haruno tugged at the stockings on her thighs. The feeling of them clinging to her skin was uncomfortable.

“Do you know? There is a book that says… In our life, we will meet 8263,563 people, but only 39,778 people who can say hello, we will be familiar with 3,619 people, and we will be close to 275 people, but in the end, we will disappear into the crowd. Will you care about the person you can only meet once?”

Haruno recalled the experience of his sister being isolated and bullied before, and her body moved and she had no time to think about it.

​​”I am one of 3,619 people?”

“It’s only 39779 at the moment.” Haruno took off his boots and took off his wet socks.

‘Who is 39779? Hey? You can’t be talking about me, right?’

Asakura Yuu watched her movements, stealing a glance at her beautiful legs, quickly looking away.

“Well?” she suddenly asked.

Delicate fingers traced the black stockings, the stockings stuck together due to the water, and still steaming.

There must be some weirdos who collect this stuff, right?

But it’s too bad, he wasn’t one of them.

“Haruno-senpai, I have to work, so I’ll head out.” Asakura Yuu got up and put the novel back into his bag.

“I don’t have smelly feet, you know.”

“Haruno-senpai, meeting a girl for the first time and taking her stockings, that’s not something most guys would do, right?”

“I believe in you!”

Haruno-senpai said it with a tone of “you’re really good, very good, not like other guys.”

Your trust is really touching, but could you maybe phrase it differently?

I’m not a weirdo!

Asakura Yuu rubbed his forehead, helplessly saying, “Don’t put your trust in such weird places!”

“I don’t want it to be this way either.”

Haruno-senpai said with a troubled expression, “But these dirty stockings, there’s no way to wear them again, if you like them, it means they have a purpose.”

She said, handing the stockings over again.

“Don’t make my stockings cry.”

“I’m not a trash can, and I don’t have a fetish for collecting beautiful women’s stockings.”

Asakura Yuu ran away.

After running for about ten meters, he turned around and waved,

“Haruno-senpai, see you later!”

Haruno watched his fleeing figure and put the stockings away.

After a few seconds, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

She had never met such an interesting boy before.

[Haruno favorability +10, points +10000]

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Totsuka High, as a famous key high school in Chiba, has a good learning atmosphere.

During the exam week, everyone focused on studying.

After school, even the current recharge group reduced the number of activities going out.

Major societies will also stop their activities during this period.

Unlike some love comics, the protagonists do nothing but love, which makes people wonder… Are these people students?

With such great study pressure as high school seniors, they can still talk about love every day.

There is no poetry or distance in high school life, only test papers and exams…

As the exam approached, the key to the Service Club was collected by Shizuka Hiratsuka, and the Service Club had to stop all club activities in a short period of time.

One afternoon in mid-May, in the classroom.

After lunch, Asakura Yu was chatting with Hayama and the others.

“Who is the empty seat over there? I haven’t been to class for 2 days.”

Kakeru Tobe only remembered that there was a silver-haired girl sitting there.

“Saki Kawasaki.” Asakura Yuu, as class president, noticed this pretty early on.

Although he never mentioned it, Asakura Yuu was chosen as the male class president when school started last year.

He and Shizuka Hiratsuka were teacher and student last year, and they got along very well.

This whole class president thing was kind of forced on him.

But being class president wasn’t that demanding.

Besides being occasionally called upon by Shizuka Hiratsuka for help, everything else was pretty chill.

“Do you have some trouble?” Hina Ebina asked, concerned.

Yui Yuigahama joined in with worry: “The midterm exams are coming up soon, dropping out would affect your grades.”

“None of us are really close to Kawasaki-san, right? Hayato, do you have her contact information?” Yumiko Miura flipped through her phone, adding her own thoughts to the conversation.

Honestly, with less than a week until the midterms, going to help a not-so-close classmate readjust to school… well, you could call it being a good person.

To put it less nicely, it’s just plain foolish.

Yumiko Miura cared about her friends, but she only cared about her friends.

And at this moment, she wasn’t friends with Saki Kawasaki yet.

“Too bad, I don’t have Kawasaki-san’s contact information. Asakura, do you?”

It’s like the old saying goes: you can’t make an omelet without breaking eggs.

Asakura Yuu shook his head.

“I don’t either.”

This topic didn’t last long.

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Last period.

Shizuka Hiratsuka left the classroom before the bell rang and called out to Asakura Yuu.

“Asakura, come here.”

Asakura-san Wants to Become the Sun’-raw.txt (163-187)

Then, he accompanied the teacher to the counseling room.

After sitting down:

“What do you want to talk about? If it’s an annoying request, I refuse.”

“About a certain student who’s been absent a lot, she claims to be physically unwell, but to be honest, I don’t believe this excuse after so many days.” Shizuka Hiratsuka rubbed her brow, and a worrying expression appeared on her mature, beautiful face.

Asakura Yuu didn’t care how pitiful she looked; this matter sounded like a hassle from the start.

Moreover, shouldn’t the teacher be the one handling this kind of thing?

“Hiratsuka-sensei, isn’t the class president supposed to be a position that assists the teacher, not a slave?”

“Young people can understand each other better. Although I don’t want to admit it, there’s a significant gap between us. No matter what I say, it’ll be seen as lectures from an adult. Yesterday, I visited Kawasaki’s home, and her body was just as I expected, no issues at all. But after chatting with her for a bit, she…”

Shizuka Hiratsuka stopped speaking, her expression pitiful and somewhat cute.

Asakura Yuu guessed that she must have let her guard down regarding her age and marriage.

“Asakura, as the all-powerful superhero, can’t you handle this small matter?”

“All-powerful superhero? Does our school have such an alien species? That’s amazing.”

“[I don’t want to disappoint expectations, I want to become a person as warm as the sun. Even if I can’t become the sun, I’ll become the moon, untouchable and unbeatable, and become a perfect existence.]”

“Don’t read my essay out loud like that, it’s so embarrassing.” Asakura covered his face.

“So, perfect sun-kun, can you solve a small problem like this?”

“I’ll try my best.”

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Inferior crabs will drag down the excellent crabs’ hind legs, preventing them from escaping the bamboo basket.

Foolish people can’t stand excellent people and won’t let them become even more excellent.

So,

as long as you fly higher and higher, it’s okay, right?

Not going up or down, flying in a place where everyone can reach is not allowed.

You have to be a flying bird, be the moon, the sun, shining in a place where they can’t reach.

When they try to drag your hind legs, they’ll only find their own foolishness, because such a high celestial body can’t be pulled down by just hands.

So, become excellent, Asakura.

So, become the sun, Asakura.

The above is an excerpt from… [Asakura’s high school Chinese essay… I want to be a person as warm as the sun]

The essay was given a low score by Shizuka Hiratsuka and was even forced to be read aloud in front of her.

A proper mid-second-year disease black history.

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