novellhall 24. I decided to take the test, but it seems I failed.
24. I decided to take the test, but it seems I failed.
When choosing a major in college, you must choose management.
This was a thought that flashed through Aoyama Genji's mind after he finished his homework for five subjects.
Oh.
Thursday was a day with six academic classes, and homework was assigned after class for five of them.
Fortunately, after the new school rules were issued, some students organized group protests and petitioned the school to either reduce club attendance hours or reduce homework.
In short, teachers of all subjects have become more restrained in assigning homework.
Otherwise, Genji Aoyama would probably be close to 1:30 by the time he finishes his homework today.
I didn't lie down until almost 1 a.m. yesterday, and it's the same today.
Genji Aoyama felt that he really needed time management skills.
"This is just the beginning, so it's normal to be busy."
"Things will get better gradually. Eventually, I'll be able to update once a month, just like those procrastinating content creators."
He comforted himself in this way.
Lying in bed, Genji Aoyama began to analyze his day as he reflected on it.
It seems that apart from regular classes and club activities, I'm doing what I'm supposed to do the rest of the time.
Actually, I made pretty good use of my time.
It wasn't wasted in places where it shouldn't have been.
For example, things like having romantic relationships with women—Yuko Asahi doesn't count.
Buzzing—
The sound of a cell phone vibrating came from under the pillow.
This scene seemed familiar to Genji Aoyama.
Open your phone, and you'll see a message from Saki Izumo—
[Saki: Are you asleep? 18cm-kun~]
Genji Aoyama slapped his forehead. How come he has gained so many random nicknames again?
At first, he didn't find it strange, but after learning about another side of Yun Shaxi, he felt that this woman had something in mind.
[Aoyama: I'm already asleep, goodnight Izumo-senpai]
He just wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible.
It wasn't that he didn't want to get close to Izumo Saki. Although he had previously thought that this woman was not someone he could get too close to, he could still have a casual acquaintance with her.
It's just too late today.
I still have to get up early tomorrow; if I don't go to sleep soon, I might really die suddenly.
Shortly after the message was sent, there were two more buzzing sounds.
[Saki: You're lying, you're still replying to messages!]
[Saki: But I can't sleep]
[Saki: Let's chat, I'll show you something interesting!]
Yamete!
Genji Aoyama has already experienced firsthand the hormonal changes boys experience during puberty, and it's true that they can experience a drop in intelligence.
Even though calmness is one of his hundred virtues.
The effects of hormones cannot be avoided.
In my mind, the scene from when I was in the Department of Psychological Problems was already playing, and I even started to replay that satisfied sigh on repeat.
hum.
About a minute later, LINE received another new message.
[saki: Video]
This time, I posted a video, which is only about twenty seconds long.
Aoyama Genji didn't click on it, but from a quick glance at the cover, he could tell that the image was of a girl's upper body, wearing a loose T-shirt.
The full breasts seem unrestrained, and even in a still image, they give the impression of bouncy flesh.
Behind me is a bed.
The angle looks like the phone has just been set up.
hiss--
Genji Aoyama gasped and turned his phone face down in front of his chest.
He stared at the ceiling with a serious expression.
Is this a test for veteran musicians?
Then just a little bit...
Want to take a look?
Determined to face the test, Genji Aoyama repeatedly pressed the volume down button, and then pressed the volume up button twice more at the end.
The sound can't be too loud, otherwise it will reach the neighbors and they'll think he's doing something wrong; it can't be too soft either, otherwise they won't be able to hear it.
The camera zooms out, and the finger begins to tap the play button on the video.
You don't need to move away after clicking.
Be ready to pause at any time.
Genji Aoyama squinted until he could barely make out the image—the girl had set up her phone and was backing away on the soft mattress.
The mattress is very soft, large, and has great elasticity.
This was Genji Aoyama's first impression.
The T-shirt was loose, covering almost a third of her thighs, making it look like she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
The sheets were very white and looked smooth and delicate.
This was Genji Aoyama's second impression.
The girl backed up to the head of the bed and sat down, as if she was reaching for something from the bedside table.
Okay, that's all for now.
Genji Aoyama felt he couldn't watch anymore.
The following content is most likely unsuitable for a male student like him.
Just as he was about to press pause, the girl picked up the bass guitar from beside the bed and began to pluck the strings with her nimble fingers.
Then, a warm bass tone flowed through the room.
[Aoyama: ?]
What's interesting about that? May I ask?
Because Saki Izumo was genuinely playing bass, not using metaphors to describe something she shouldn't be describing.
[Saki: This is a clip I just learned today, and I couldn't resist sharing it with you.]
Aoyama Genji didn't reply, but brought the phone closer and played it again.
It was indeed guitar playing.
It wasn't as vulgar as he had imagined.
However, it can't be considered top-tier; there are still some highlights in the performance.
The bass's top chamfer is very rounded.
The vibration of the voice was also very evocative.
The strap buttons are very prominent, and there are no straps.
Alright, that concludes the review.
After appreciating it, Genji Aoyama felt a sense of emptiness again.
He suddenly felt like a certain kind of person—finding sex in pure love stories and pure love in smut stories.
So Genji Aoyama turned off the video and began to reflect on himself.
A minute later, he opened the video again and decided to comment as a musician.
[Qingshan: Overall, it's pretty good; the transitions in the middle are quite well-structured.]
For a musician with a high level of music theory expertise, Saki Izumo's playing was just average; she's clearly a beginner. Let's give her some encouragement.
Perhaps because he had plans to pursue a career in music, Genji Aoyama couldn't bring himself to dislike people who loved music.
[Saki: Then I'll play you another piece!]
I should have answered with low emotional intelligence.
The girl's boundless energy seemed to have nowhere to go.
Genji Aoyama was genuinely a little envious.
[Qingshan: Playing instruments in the middle of the night, won't that disturb others? You should go to sleep.]
Although Aoyama Genji felt a little more energetic after watching the video, he still needed to sleep.
Try to persuade them.
If we don't keep talking, it'll never end.
[Saki: I'm all alone at home~]
[Saki: I want to sleep too, but I just can't fall asleep, and as soon as I lie down in bed, I start thinking about weird things...]
Yamete!
Okay, we really can't talk about this anymore.
Genji Aoyama could almost picture it in his mind.
But we must stop here.
[Qingshan: Don't say things that are detrimental to the physical and mental health of teenagers]
[Qingshan: It's getting late, I'm going to sleep.]
[Saki: Okay~]
[Qingshan: My phone's about to die, that's all for now, goodnight]
[saki: Voice]
[saki: Image]
Genji Aoyama clicked on it without thinking.
The picture is a selfie of a young girl. Her hair is slightly messy, and most of her face is buried in the pillow. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, which are smiling, are facing the camera. Although it is a static picture, it looks like she is blinking at him.
The source of the sound was very close to the phone, and the "Goodnight, Aoyama-kun" sound, accompanied by breathing sounds, was like a gentle, ticklish breath, yet also seemed to have a slightly damp, sticky quality.
"..."
孽 孽!
Ten minutes later, Genji Aoyama opened his tightly closed eyes.
He couldn't sleep during this period.
and many more.
Genji Aoyama suddenly realized.
Is chatting with Saki Izumo a waste of time?