Chapter 33: What Clothes to Wear When Exercising?!

The three of them finished eating the delicious Hamburg steak and continued studying.

Ono Mika guided the two of them.

Kaimei High School also has classes on Saturday mornings, which shows what kind of attitude they have toward studying, so as a third-year she had long since finished the required high school curriculum and started reviewing, and guiding the two of them could help her review her first- and second-year knowledge.

"Miyuki, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me too," Qingshan Li said.

"You haven't attended class for two weeks, you should take care of yourself first!" Miyuki said irritably.

It wasn't that she looked down on Qingshan Li, but she felt he was too frivolous; skipping class for two weeks and still being so casual, reading mystery novels and yet wanting to teach her how to study.

Ono Mizuki got up and went to the bathroom to run bath water.

Eleven-thirty.

"Brother, go take a bath quickly!" she urged.

When Qingshan Li finished bathing and looked in the mirror, he discovered his hair had gotten a bit long.

"Done washing." He walked out of the bathroom.

"What are you taking scissors and a mirror for?" Ono Mika asked.

"My bangs are a bit long."

"I'll cut them for you."

"It's just bangs, no need, it's getting late, you and Miyuki hurry up and go wash." Qingshan Li had a free helper.

Ono Mika didn't insist, and with Ono Mizuki holding clothes they walked into the bathroom.

Qingshan Li sat cross-legged in front of the low table, placing the mirror bought from the hundred-yen store on the table.

—System, if you cut well, I'll introduce you to business!

Before being attacked by the system in the middle of the night and fainting under the cherry blossom tree, he basically always had Ono Mika cut his hair for him.

And before his mother passed away, he would occasionally get his hair cut at a roadside stall near the station, one thousand yen a time.

Whereas a normal barbershop costs about three thousand to four thousand yen, he had never been to one.

As for a beauty salon that not only cuts hair but also has a beautiful female hairdresser personally massage your face with essential oils in a private booth, even now he didn't know such a thing existed.

System·Ryosuke reached out and picked up the scissors.

Qingshan Li let out a breath of relief.

It seems for the system, haircutting doesn't require buying tools other than scissors.

He had anticipated this point too; unlike cooking, haircutting can rely entirely on technique, tools only need the most basic scissors.

Snip snip snip.

The cuts were very clean.

Qingshan Li discovered that the only parts of himself that lost control were his head and right arm.

Whether he stood up or sat down, it didn't affect the system's cutting.

Cutting the back hair with his right hand, because he couldn't see clearly, he used his left hand to pick up the mirror and angled it to look.

If he recorded it and posted it on YouTube or TikTok, could he make money?

Not just haircutting, as long as he recorded in advance, anything he had the system do should be able to attract fans.

It's just too excessive; the system does things too excessively — aside from sports, limited by his physical qualities that cannot be changed, unable to reach A-rank level, everything else is A.

What is A?

The minimum standard to enter this range is participating in the Olympics three times in a row and getting first place all three times.

Qingshan Li definitely didn't want to be monitored or researched.

In the world, probably only writing novels — no matter how much of a genius — wouldn't be suspected, even if normally he's just an ordinary, unremarkable high school boy.

The rest, including haircutting, also require a certain amount of experience, let alone painting, music, and the like.

Qingshan Li also doesn't pursue fame, and has no interest in wealth that could rival a nation.

Regarding money, he only has three requirements: one, satisfy the three people's small luxury expenses; two, continuous income; three, a certain amount of savings.

System·Ryosuke put down the scissors.

He didn't rush to examine his new hairstyle.

—Panel

【Specialty: Household E, Massage E, Reading E, Beauty E】

Not haircutting, it's beauty.

Hmm— haircutting is indeed beauty.

But beauty isn't just haircutting; that is to say, wanting to raise the 'Beauty' evaluation will be even harder.

Putting away the panel, Qingshan Li only then examined his new hairstyle; there were still some trimmed hair fragments around his neck.

Examining for a moment, he wasn't satisfied, and picked up the scissors again.

Too handsome.

Can't be this handsome.

Whether man or woman, excessively outstanding external conditions will inevitably affect their cultivation of their inner selves.

For example, an ugly person certainly wouldn't have the idea of marrying a beautiful wife or marrying a rich man; that way, they'll steadily improve themselves.

Qingshan Li casually snip-snipped twice himself, making himself much uglier.

Hair is like this; a slight modification makes a big difference.

He examined himself again.

"Hmm, not bad."

Satisfied.

The current hairstyle neither makes him uglier nor more handsome, but rather because of his appearance, makes the hairstyle look a bit better.

Similar to the previous beauty and ugliness, and cut short at the same time.

"Huh, wait, should I have cut it before showering?" Qingshan Li thought while brushing off the hair clippings on his body.

The Ono Sisters came out, their skin flushed from washing.

They wore matching shorts in different colors, two pairs of snow-white legs attracting the eye.

They sized him up with a glance.

"Cut pretty well." Ono Mika said.

"So-so." Ono Mizuki said.

Qingshan Li, having finished sweeping, said: "I'm going to rinse off again, you two sleep first."

"Right." He remembered one thing, "The club I joined has a friendship match with the Cooking Club on Saturday, trouble you to round up the numbers."

"Didn't you join the Athens Philosophy Research Club? Why a friendship match with the Cooking Club?" Ono Mizuki was puzzled.

"Because we've been verifying lately: whether cooking can let people obtain happiness"

Qingshan Li, Ono Mika, Ono Mizuki said simultaneously: "Can."

They all thought of Hamburg Steak.

The three laughed.

"I'll go." Ono Mika said, "But don't hold too much expectation for my sister, I absolutely can't win."

At home she would occasionally be mischievous too.

"Doesn't matter, it's a friendship match."

Qingshan Li entered the bathroom a second time, simply rinsed; pity the bath water had already been drained, otherwise could have soaked a while longer.

Returned to the room, he took out a mystery novel.

——System, read me a bedtime story!

【Guidance Start】

While reading, Qingshan Li was both in the story and outside the story.

Simply put, when the victim's tragic life history was exposed, he would feel deep sympathy;

However, at the same time, more of his thoughts were outside the story: why would it make people sympathize? How is this effect produced through text?

And some other things, like: what is this character's model? Has this scene appeared in the previous two books?

Simply like mobilizing the brain's memories, dismembering and devouring the whole book, strengthening his own memory.

To others listening, it might seem merely a remarkable reading experience, but Qingshan Li himself felt a trace of fear.

Thread by thread, unceasing satiety gradually filled his body.

Just like really eating something.

At the same time, there was tremendous satisfaction; the taste of knowledge was absolutely A-rank, and the flavor differed from any real food, indescribable, ineffable.

In an ordinary person's life, perhaps there are one or two such feelings, but all extremely brief, extremely shallow.

——System, panel

【Intelligence: B↑】

【Reading E↑】

Stared for a good while; when the satiety disappeared, the '↑' disappeared with it.

Completely different from fitness's pain, absorbing knowledge is an experience that makes one obsessed.

However, the price of obsessing over knowledge and neglecting the body, Qingshan Li has already experienced.

Late night one-thirty, he lay on the bed, hadn't even managed to tell his brain to sleep, and his brain had already fallen asleep on its own.

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Friday, Tokyo Time four o'clock.

——System, still sleeping, get up and do morning exercises!

Bopi Tiao, Bopi Tiao, Bopi Tiao circled non-stop inside the room.

Today there's a chance to borrow a Bamboo Sword from Aizawa Jun; he endured pain with veins bulging on his forehead while planning today's matters.

Randomly find a wooden stick, the System might not acknowledge it.

He started reciting again the knowledge learned yesterday, in the sea of pain, struggling to raise his head and gasp a breath.

In this situation, every breath sucked in is incomparably precious, carefully savored.

But too painful; Qingshan Li sometimes really felt he was about to die, completely sink into the ocean depths.

Two hours later, he walked out of the room pale-faced, drenched in sweat.

Ono Mika, yawning, had gotten up early from thirst, pouring water to drink in the Kitchen.

Hearing the sound, she looked over.

"Li-kun?" She was dumbstruck, then worry and fear rose.

She hurried over, supported him: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

No matter who saw Qingshan Li now, they wouldn't think he had just been training; body completely soaked, face pale to the extreme, no one trains like this.

Others would only suspect, is it illness breaking out in cold sweat.

Moreover Qingshan Li has been in poor health recently.

"I'm fine, just trained." Qingshan Li smiled radiantly.

He spread his arms, wanting to clench hard to display his might, but his arms were frighteningly soft, as if bones had been pulled out.

Despite this, his arms still displayed the beautiful curve of strength.

Had this feeling before?

Unclear, hadn't tried before.

"Really?" Ono Mika asked, half-believing, half-doubting.

"Really, really."

"Come with me to the Infirmary at noon today!" she said firmly.

"Okay." Qingshan Li replied with a smile.

He was truly fine, but he was also happy to cooperate with the check-up to put her mind at ease.

"I'm going to take a shower," he said.

"Mm." After receiving his affirmative answer, Ono Mika's heart relaxed a little.

After seeing him walk into the bathroom, she returned to the Kitchen, picked up the Water Cup, and drank water.

Suddenly, she thought of Qingshan Li's body.

He was wearing only a pair of boxer briefs; crystalline beads of sweat trickled down, his body slender but strong.

She took another sip of water; it was clearly only late April, yet the Weather seemed to have already started getting hot.

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