Confused

　　After that, Shinichi didn't say anything to Ogata.

　　Maybe because he was angry, or maybe because he didn't know what else to say, Shinichi just kept silent, and made plans for tomorrow's lesson in his mind.

　　Udon noodles were served, Ogata just enjoyed her meal in peace, and had no intention of breaking the ice.

　　In such a calm atmosphere, Shinichi and said calmly.

　　"I will go back first, remember to report to the study room tomorrow."

　　Ogata raised her head, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

　　Shinichi didn't look back and left.

　　Ogata sat in her chair for a while, and after leaving the meal costs, she took her bag and left.

　　She didn't know why she was chasing after him, but before she could find the answer, her body moved on ier own.

　　But when she ran out of the shop and looked around, the alley was deserted.

　　Ogata stared blankly at the alley entrance. After a while, she returned to her senses, lowering her head.

　　"Did I say something wrong?"

　　Obviously just making the right explanation, why make the mood so bad?

　　Was it because Shinichi showed an aloof expression?

　　Or because she lied?

　　Which sentence? Which paragraph? Which word?

　　What lies did she tell?

　　She shouldn't have lied.

　　"I don't understand..."

　　Ogata squeezed the shoulder straps of her backpack tightly.

　　Closing her eyes would make her tears flow, and she didn't feel sad now.

　　She rubbed her nose, and found an explanation for herself.

　　"It must be because of the connection between the sympathetic nerves that secrete large amounts of theophylline and myocardial adrenaline, so I feel very uncomfortable. I'll be fine after the rest, I don't have to worry about that."

　　As for matters of the heart, she has been troubled for quite a while. When doubt became a habit, she would be pushed into a corner, she would naturally ignore it.

　　Just like her now.

　　After nodding seriously, she felt that she had returned to her normal state, so Ogata took out a note and prepared to go to the next udon shop.

　　Until the evening, she would go to the udon shop alone to try the flavors from each shop. She had done this before, even though the route was different, but she still knew what to do.

　　Just as she took a step forward, she felt a sense of loss in her heart.

　　"What happened..." She was confused.

　　At this time, the scene just now was staged one after another.

　　Afraid of finding thugs in the alley.

　　Confidence to calm down after talking to Shinichi.

　　Ogata opened her eyes, looked at the gray sky, her mind filled with endless confusion.

　　"Why..."

　　Subconsciously, she crumpled the note into a ball, and she threw it into her pocket without even looking at it.

　　She took off her glasses, wiped her face and put them back on.

　　Still confused, she takes another step, but heads home.

　　"Why..."

　　She muttered to herself unable to find an answer.

　　...

The next day, Monday.

　　Shinichi came to class and greeted Furuhashi who was excited.

　　"Morning, how was your day yesterday?"

　　"I slept all day! I feel like I've had enough sleep for a year." Furuhashi smiled, which amazed Shinichi, then asked curiously "How about you, Asada-san?"

　　Shinichi shrugged: "After recovering, I went out for my morning run, and it turned out to be more suitable for me to grow mushrooms at home, so I read books all day as usual."

　　Of course, there are also teaching materials for them, but there is no need to tell them.

　　"You really deserve to be the diligent Asada-san." Furuhashi nodded, and suddenly said, "When I was chatting with Ricchan last night, she said that she wants to add a new product to her shop, I will eat udon on Sunday."

　　Shinichi said indifferently "I met her yesterday, and she said the same thing, she looks full of energy."

　　"Ricchan is really amazing, she eats so much udon in a day, I can't do it…" Furuhashi rubbed her flat stomach.

　　Shinichi looked at her strangely: "With your appetite, it should be fine, right?"

Furuhashi smiled kindly, and said with a smile: "Asada-san, what do you mean~"

　　Shinichi felt a murderous aura.

　　"Uh... No, it was my mom who said that you ate a lot for lunch that day..."

　　"Aunt forced me! My appetite is actually very small!" Furuhashi pounded the table sadly and angrily, then glanced dangerously at Shinichi, "Did aunt tell me what dish I ate?"

　　"No!" Shinichi answered while sitting up straight.

　　Actually he knew everything, but he didn't dare say it, his instinct told him not to say it.

　　"That's good~" Furuhashi nodded in satisfaction "Asada-san, actually I have a small stomach, I can't eat much. But auntie is too enthusiastic, I can't resist all of it, when I come back, my stomach still hurts for a long time."

　　"I apologize to you on behalf of my mom…"

　　"No need, but I want to thank bibj..." Furuhashi thought of what Shinichi's parents had said to the two of them back then, her expression became a little strange, but she quickly covered it up.

　　"By the way, today is still gathering in the same study room, right?"

　　"Yeah, we don't have time to rest. Have you cracked the word cards yet? I have chosen the questions above carefully, and they will be of great help to you."

　　"Of course, there are solutions every day, and yesterday was no exception! Let me tell you, I literally solved a math problem in 10 minutes…"

　　The two of them chatted happily. A week ago they were strangers who didn't know each other, but now their relationship matched up like they already knew each other, which surprised the classmates.

　　Only a few people from the Thorn Club watched them with warm eyes, knowing that there must be a bond other than friendship between the two.

　　The time of the four classes flew by in an instant, and at noon, Shinichi took out his cell phone to check, and Miku sent him a message.

　　"Shinichi, I won't be able to arrive at the Sakura Pavilion until later, please wait for me."