Konoha: Naruto will win no matter what choice he makes! Chapter 192

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* 达克: Dark

* 尤朵拉: Eudora

* 萝丝: Rose

* 狄安娜: Diana

* 多隆: Doron

* 皮斯坦: Pistan

Dark looked at the envelope in Eudora’s hand with some difficulty.

It wasn’t that he had never rejected anyone before.

But rejecting a young girl in public like this was actually quite hurtful.

The senior students over there seemed to think that putting on such a show would give support to their juniors, but in reality, once rejected, it would only be more awkward.

Just like the girl who was welcomed in by the boys earlier and then ran out crying, wasn’t this a public execution?

Dark actually disliked this kind of behavior.

Private matters, as expected, should not be put on display.

Of course, if it was just about watching the drama unfold, he could still watch it with great interest.

But when it involved himself, the feeling was different.

People were always double-standard.

But what needed to be rejected, still had to be rejected.

No choice.

“Sorry.”

But just as Dark spoke, Eudora suddenly stuffed the envelope into his hand.

Then she said forcefully, “No need to apologize! As long as you read my letter carefully, that’s enough!”

After speaking, she raised her head, and her eyes revealed a firmness that was different from her soft and gentle appearance.

Dark was slightly stunned and didn’t open it on the spot.

Eudora didn’t urge him either.

He then said helplessly, “I’ll read it.”

Eudora then bowed sharply and said, “Thank you!”

After that, the little girl with the pink bob cut lowered her head again and walked away as if fleeing.

Dark held the envelope in his hand and frowned slightly.

…

This “invitation,” which was slightly different from what was expected, attracted a lot of attention, but because Dark clearly showed his intention to refuse, it ultimately didn’t cause any buzz.

Dark sat back down.

Doron, next to him, quickly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, deeply hiding his embarrassment within.

But the chubby Pistan didn’t have so many scruples.

He poked his head out from behind Doron and whispered, “Dark, this wouldn’t be a confession letter, would it?”