Chapter 96: What Does Happiness Require?

"Anyway, you all wait here!"

Leaving those words, Qingshan Li walked out of the Practice Room.

Walking back to his room, he sent a message to Mikami Ai.

【Qingshan Li: You said it yourself, don't let others see the manuscript, why don't you speak up for me?】

【Mikami Ai: Don't private chat with me when there are many people around, everyone will think we have a very good relationship】

【Qingshan Li: Our relationship is indeed very bad now!】

Qingshan Li returned to the Bedroom, hid the novel manuscript, then took his Computer to the Training Room.

"Dong dong~"

"Putting on airs, come in!" Drummer Gu Meng Shi said.

You despise me this much even though you saw everything just now, your attitude is no better than this? You might as well have seen everything.

Qingshan Li handed the Computer to Mikami Ai: "Find it."

Mikami Ai quickly found the corresponding website and entered the registration interface.

"A band photo is needed." She looked at the registration requirements.

"Can we take one on the spot?" Agatsuma Haruka tried to ask.

"No problem." Mikami Ai nodded, "You change into Performance Costumes. Although you have no resume, relying on making full use of your Appearance should be fine."

"I... actually was praised for my Appearance by an Absolute Beauty like Mikami Classmate." F·Rino said in disbelief to herself.

"Brother, go out, they're going to change Clothes." Ono Mizuki was now very wary of Qingshan Li.

Qingshan Li walked over, took his Computer from the crowd, and said nothing no matter what sounds came from around him.

"Notify me when you're done changing." He closed the Door.

"There must be a problem!"

"Maybe there are female classmates coming to play at home, the group (beep) type!"

Bass Sakurako got excited.

"Mika, Miyuki, you have to be careful, he's very likely to suddenly make a move on you according to behaviors in videos! Taking your underwear while you shower, sneaking a night attack while you sleep, pretending to study and stealing glances."

Mikami Ai's impression of Qingshan Li improved a bit.

Enduring slander, yet still taking the manuscript, she didn't dislike such a man.

However, Mikami Ai couldn't help but have a bit of doubt: Qingshan Li took the Computer, was it really completely for the manuscript?

Also, based on Sakurako's current words and actions, she probably also guessed what 'Twenty Centimeters' was before.

The current evaluation of the Sunny Band Club is: D.

"Maybe he'll also secretly install surveillance in this room, take us down one by one, film videos to threaten us!"

E.

"Sakurako, stop saying more. If you keep going, the only one who will become unsightly in everyone's hearts is you." Agatsuma Haruka put her hand on her friend's shoulder.

The Seiten Band changed into Idol Outfits—Ono Mika had one too, this was also the reason they changed Clothes before, wanting to try them on together.

After Mikami Ai finished taking photos, Qingshan Li walked in.

"Appointment complete, there will be news in half an hour. At this time, everyone practice wearing Idol Outfits." Mikami Ai said.

"Can I take the Computer now?" Qingshan Li asked.

Mikami Ai waved her hand.

Qingshan Li no longer wanted to stay here, feeling the air wasn't fresh, as uncomfortable as a boy's Bedroom that had never been ventilated.

He returned to his own room and comforted himself through writing.

No matter when, no matter what he had just experienced, once he started writing "Detective A", he would forget it all.

"Buzz~" The phone's vibration woke him.

【Mikami Ai: Review Passed】

Qingshan Li put down the Mobile Phone and continued writing.

"Buzz~"

Annoying or not?

【Mikami Ai: Paste it on the Desktop】

Huh?

Qingshan Li pasted on the Desktop, a photo was copied.

Just now Mikami Ai had logged into her account on this laptop and hadn't logged out, and was taken back by Qingshan Li as if there were adult videos hidden in the Computer.

Opened the photo.

It was Mikami Ai today, standing in a venue surrounded by Flower Walls, immersed in playing the Violin.

【Mikami Ai: A photo sent by classmates, in this life of yours, at least you have a photo of me】

Who wants this kind of thing!

Qingshan Li zoomed in.

The material of the Clothes is really not bad, the style of the Earrings is quite exquisite, the neckline is like this, the details of the chest are also very particular, the bow on the belt

Just in case, statement: this is for Material Collection.

Truly an A-rank Beautiful Girl, having the same Appeal as "Detective A".

That is to say, Qingshan Li truly appreciated Mikami Ai's photo like appreciating a book, without any thoughts other than Material Collection.

He logged out of Mikami Ai's account.

A gentleman does not stand beneath a Dangerous Wall; things that would make oneself a bad person are best not kept at hand.

Photos too.

If left on his mobile phone or computer, could he still be casual when the Ono Sisters borrowed his phone?

Qingshan Li deleted the photos as well.

With the account and photos gone, his mind was immediately clear, and he continued writing.

His typing speed grew faster and faster; by tomorrow noon, he should be able to finish this novel of around 120,000 words.

With a rough completion time in mind, Qingshan Li wound himself up with enough resolve.

After making ramen at night and finishing dinner, he continued writing.

Sleep at two, rise at four.

By noon on the third day of Golden Week, he finally finished writing.

At the same time, the tension of the wound resolve completely relaxed, and he regained control of his body.

He stood by the window, stretching his body toward the yard.

This time it was because he had taken the house and money in advance; next time he could not do that again, and while writing, he must not forget to exercise his body and live his life.

Qingshan Li walked out of the room; the Ono Sisters were studying in the living room.

"Want to go out for a walk?" he said.

"Are you done writing?" Ono Mika looked at him.

"Mm." Qingshan Li nodded and smiled, "Sorry, I didn't accompany you during Golden Week."

"Stop the nonsense, hurry up and bring the manuscript!" Ono Mizuki was impatient!

"In the room, go get it yourself." Qingshan Li picked up the remote, lay leisurely on the living room sofa, and turned on the TV.

"Did you move all the things that can't be seen by others?" Ono Mizuki asked.

"Don't learn from Senior Sakurako and the others!"

"Hehe~, Sister, I still believe in you!" Ono Mizuki laughed and ran into his room.

To be honest, Qingshan Li felt it was better not to be believed; without the Ono Sisters, even if there was nothing now, sooner or later there would be something on his computer.

"Li." Ono Mika brought snacks and drinks, "You've worked hard."

"You started part-time jobs after graduating middle school; compared to you, what counts for me?"

"My doing part-time jobs in the past doesn't change the fact that you've suffered hardship now."

Qingshan Li sighed: "All the hardship I've eaten in this lifetime, combined, if it can be as much as what Sister Mihana has eaten, I'll be satisfied."

"Compete on hardship?" Ono Mihana couldn't help but laugh.

"Sister Mihana," Qingshan Li looked straight at her, "I will make you and Miyuki happy for a lifetime."

"For one person to be happy, just living well and having money is not enough; there must be something else."

Ono Mihana looked back at Qingshan Li, and the two made eye contact.

She had a gentle and tranquil appearance, and when she smiled there was a touch of charm, making one want to make her his wife.

At this moment quietly looking at him, her delicate face had a calm expression, revealing a beauty that was awe-inspiring.

"What I mean is," Ono Mihana suddenly laughed, "don't become someone who only has money in their eyes~"

"I understand what you mean." Qingshan Li, while speaking, looked behind Ono Mihana, "Miyuki, don't look while walking, you'll fall."

Ono Mihana turned around; at some point, Ono Mizuki was already standing in the living room hugging the computer.

Ono Mizuki didn't hear Qingshan Li speaking; she still walked over slowly, as if her gaze was hooked on the screen.

(Chapter End)