I raised weirdos in tokyo

"Good brother! There is a black and white bird! Are you ignoring me like this?"

Kujo Yui protested, but You Wubai Niao was still savoring the aroma of coffee.

"Shiratori, is this guy Yui Kujo?"

"Yes, it's him."

"Tch, it's not that strong."

"Indeed, but the little tricks are pretty darn good."

Wu Bainiao simply chatted with the little boy, complaining about Kutiao Wei every sentence.

Do feelings really regard themselves as air people?

But Kujo Yui began to observe this mechanical arm carefully, the metal and component structure were obvious, and it was not the same as those weapons used by Wushiro.

The little boy finally retracted the mechanical arm and retracted it into the bag.

There is one more thing beyond understanding.

How did such a ghostly long and big thing get stuffed into that little boy's backpack?

The little boy went to the locker and overturned, still mumbling.

"Huh? Where did the snacks I put here go?"

All children are the same.

Seeing that the "crisis was resolved", Kujo Yuiya sat down on the sofa.

"Did you also make the little boy's weapon?"

The black bird did not speak, but the little boy answered the question.

"No, this is my own research. Shiratori's weapons are all made by myself and used only by myself."

"Then why not use it for everyone?"

The little boy and You Wubai Niao looked at each other like fools.

Jiu Tiao only now knows that there must be an increase in the number of people who want to hurt themselves all the time.

"You have enough nonsense about this question."

As the little boy said, he was a little disappointed that he couldn't find any snacks. He put the bag on the side of the sofa and took out the lollipops from it.

"So, Kujo Yui, what are you doing here? You can't come in casually in special classrooms."

"I was brought here too."

In order to avoid the little boy's continuous questioning, Kujo Yui still had to find out his name first.

"Then you already know my name, so it's not too much to tell me your name?"

"Sawa Kazumura."

Have not heard.

Such a sentence flashed through Kujo Yui's mind.

But also, the people in the special class are not ordinary people and they are confidential. It is normal for Jiu Tiaowei, who has not found the special class before, not to know.

"Sister Ovalley said that you might be a follower of the face-seeking ghost."

Sawa Kazumura was watching, looking at Yui Kujo with interest.

It's like being deliberately provocative.

"I'm not a subordinate of the face-seeking ghost. And even if I am, what are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? I'll kill you here."

Although Sawa Kazumura looked only in his teens, he didn't hesitate at all when he uttered the words of "fighting, killing and killing".

But the tone is really not a little crazy.

"So, you are also a special class?"

"Nonsense, ordinary people can't get in here."

Sawa Kazumura was talking, and even wanted to laugh at Kujo Yui.

Kutiao Wei understood that there are no normal people in the special relationship class.

After all, there is absolutely no way to get information about special classes.

In this situation, how could Kujo Yui ask Sawa Isamura for news.

"Sawaichi, why don't you briefly introduce yourself to Kujo?"

Wu Bainiao, who was silent, finally said something human.

It was the first time to set up a platform for Kujo Yuishi.

Jiu Tiao Wei wished he could be moved so much that he burst into tears.

Although Sawa Kazumura had a very bad attitude towards Kujo Yui, he was surprised to hear what Soo Shirotori said.

"I am in charge of the research and production of weapons in the special class, and the arm just now is also the result of my research. The members except Shiratori basically have the equipment I am in charge of."

At a young age, he is not even half the age of Jiutiao.

Have you already started tinkering with this high-risk frontline weapon?

It is true that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach
Kujo Yuiya heard something that he was interested in from Sawa Kazumura's words.

"Weapon research and production class? There is such a job category for special classes?" "Of course."

Sawa Kazumura almost didn't want to communicate with Kujo Yui.

It seems to be written on the face: communicating with fools will lower IQ.

"White Bird belongs to the front-line investigators, and Sister Ovalley is an undercover lurker. I am engaged in weapon development. But people in the special class can confront weirdness head-on."

Sawa Kazumura also specifically emphasized.

I'm afraid Kutiao Wei thinks he won't go to the battlefield and catches his slot.

Sawa Kazumura's rounding speed was so fast that Kujo Yui couldn't poach his corner.

But Sawa Isamura is also very strict in his speech, and they are basically people Kujo Yui already knows.

And there is something to be said, the special class also has some other weird top-notch people who belong to human beings in different fields.

"The others?"

"If you can see them, let them talk to you."

Sawa Kazumura was holding a lollipop, and took out a Switch from his bag.

"Is there no fixed gathering for special classes?"

"No, unless there is an urgent meeting. Otherwise, everyone is busy, and it is basically impossible to get together."

As Kazumura Sawa was talking, he opened the game and was about to play.

But then I remembered why Kujo Yui would appear in a special classroom for no reason?

"So, what are you doing in the special classroom?"

"I was called here to appease a little girl. I passed by the special classroom and came in out of curiosity."

"Calm your emotions?"

Some black and white birds seem to be interested in this.

"Yes. The little girl I found in the forest I went with you at that time, she was rather strange and didn't like communicating with humans."

"Then how did you get in there?"

While talking, Sawa Kazumura did not stop the game in his hand.

"What got in? I was dreaming of her, as if dreaming about what happened 'before her accident'. And she also seemed to be dreaming of me, so she didn't have any hostility towards me. After a long time of comforting her, she was finally willing to see people. "

Speaking of these Jiutiao Wei, I can't help feeling that my dreams are too colorful.

Just refuse to dream what you want to see.

"Dreams? How can the connection be so strong? Do you often dream?"

Sawa Kazumura also showed some interested expression.

"Not often. But there are basically any unexpected situations, and you can dream about something related"

"Hey—then you have to be careful."

"Be careful of what?"

"A person like you who can dream of a strong connection with the real world will become that woman's 'baby'."

"Which woman?"

Sawa Kazumura suddenly sneered, and the expression on his face became a little scared.

"Pink hair, about seventeen or eighteen years old, just be careful."

"Yes, when you see her, don't mention the dream."

Wubai Niao also made an exception to help Kujo Yui twice.

Could it be that we are finally going to be good friends? !

But what about this, pink-haired woman?

Can people in special classes speak clearly?