Conan's winery play house

Chapter 40 The first day of becoming a primary school student

Class A, Grade [-], Didan Primary School.

The class teacher Laiko Matsumoto stood on the podium, with a friendly smile on his face, he said: "Today, a new classmate has been transferred to our class. It is said that he just came from the United States. Everyone should take good care of him, I believe Everyone must be a good boy, right?"

"Yes—" the primary school students answered in unison.

"Miyamoto-san, come in and introduce yourself to everyone." Matsumoto Riko smiled and looked outside the classroom door.

The door was opened.

A white-haired boy walked in with a teddy bear in his arms.

"Write your name on the blackboard and tell everyone." Reiko Matsumoto handed him a piece of chalk and encouraged.

"Okay." Aito nodded.

Standing on tiptoe, straightening your arms, wrote your name on the blackboard with chalk.

In this way, the writing will be higher, and more people will see it.

"Share your information and hobbies with everyone." Matsumoto Laiko looked at the words written by the other party.

It's not the immature, round and lovely handwriting of elementary school students, but the elegant and sharp handwriting.

It is hard to imagine that this is the handwriting written by a primary school student.

"My name is Miyamoto Aitto. I am 12 years old. My birthday is April [-]st. I like desserts. The sweeter the better. My hobby is musical instruments. I hope to become friends with everyone." The white-haired boy hugged a doll bear and stood On the podium, he introduced himself with a warm smile.

As if with an inexplicable appeal, the people watching couldn't help but smile.

Straight to the point of kawaii.

"Aito, sit next to Momohoshi Hideki." Matsumoto Riko pointed to a seat.

Ato looked over there.

Next to the empty seat was a black-haired boy in a red suit. His complexion was dark, and he looked a little fierce. His eyes were raised and he looked proud and flamboyant.

The surrounding students seemed to be a little wary of looking at each other.

"Okay." Ai Tuo looked at the homeroom teacher and nodded, and walked towards the empty space beside Zhuxing Hideki.

"What's the relationship between you and the Miyamoto Group?" Zhu Xing Xiuchang sat on the seat, knocking on Erlang's legs, his eyes were full of condescending sizing.

Miyamoto Aitto's attire looked pleasing to the eye, the sapphire on the neckline was real, not a low-quality decorative prop, after all, he wasn't a guy with a poor smell all over his body.

He didn't want to sit with that kind of guy.

"My surname is Miyamoto." To Hideki Mohohoshi's question, the white-haired boy simply replied.

His surname is Miyamoto, that's all.

As for why his surname is Miyamoto...

It's just because the couple's last name was Miyamoto.

They branded him.

Miyamoto Aituo, the name that originally belonged to their lost child, has been with him ever since.

Aito's eyes under the sunglasses drooped, thinking of the feeling of having this name printed on his body.

At that time, he seemed to vaguely smell the smell of body parts being scalded.

It may also be hallucinations caused by being too hungry at the time.

[Don't leave us, Aito. ]
[Now you can't escape anymore. ]
[No matter where you go, we will find you. ]
The woman touched the name burned on his body again and again, her words were full of love and paranoia.

"Okay, I agree with you to sit next to me." Zhu Xingxiushu's attitude changed instantly.

Stop being condescending and become equal.

People from the Miyamoto Group are indeed qualified to sit beside him.

"The students around seem to be very afraid of you." Aito looked at the cautious students around.

"Because their status is not as high as mine, it's natural to be afraid of me." Zhu Xingxiushu said indifferently.

At the age of 12, he has already divided the people around him into different classes.

Look down on beings lower than her class.

"You shouldn't feel this way, right?" Zhu Xingxiushu asked tentatively.

"Not at all." The boy smiled.

What does it feel like to be afraid?Haven't experienced it at all.

"Want to join my team?" Hideki Mohohoshi looked at Miyamoto Aituo and asked.

The other party is qualified to follow him.

"Squad?" Aituo asked in a puzzled tone.

Study group?
Thinking about the things he learned temporarily about the existence of schools, Aituo fell into thinking.

His self-introduction on the podium was also learned from the template.

Only the name and age were changed.

"They are all of the same class as us. If you join, I can introduce you to them." Zhuxing Hideki said proudly.

He has his own small group, and usually only plays with his own small group.

He despises other people and doesn't want to play with them at all.

"It's not a study group, so forget it." Aito said in a disappointed tone.

Immediately, Zhu Xingxiushu's expression changed.

studying group?What is this guy named Miyamoto thinking in his mind?

His team is much more high-end than the so-called study group!

Many people want to join but have no chance!
"Do you know what you rejected?" Zhu Xingxiushu's face was ugly.

"I rejected you, what's the matter?" Aituo asked politely.

Zhu Xingxiu showed an unbelievable expression.

This guy, knowing it was me, actually refused.

Even said so confidently.

Isn't this even more arrogant than yourself? ! !
Zhuxing Xiushu gave his new tablemate a vicious look, turned his head and ignored him.

He would never invite Miyamoto Ato to join him again.

Just let the other party play with those poor guys.

Aituo, who was stared at, looked at the other party's appearance, looked at Daifuku in his arms, and looked puzzled.

It's so angry, it's amazing.

But the book says to build a good relationship with your classmates, so that you can have a happy campus life.

So should... comfort the other party?
"Are you angry because I didn't join your group? Then if I join, can you stop being angry." The white-haired boy tugged on Zhu Xingxiu's clothes.

Zhu Xingxiushu glanced at him proudly.

Oh, I want to join now, it's too late.

"It seems that this kind of consolation is useless, so forget it, and I will come to you when I think of another way to comfort you." Ai Tuo withdrew his hand, his tone was serious and perfunctory.

Hideki Zhuxing:?

You'd better, now, hurry up and coax me.

There will be no chance next time!
He quietly stared at the young man who was seriously listening to the class, his anger +10.

When seeing the other party surrounded by other people after class, get angry +20.

When seeing the other party and other people hello, me, hello, everyone, the anger immediately exploded.

He took the football and left the classroom.

"Master Zhuxing still has a bad temper, but his grandfather is the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, and his mother is the eldest lady of the Fujiwara family. No wonder he is so arrogant." Someone looked at Zhuxing Hideki's back and whispered road.

"He usually only plays with Kikukawa, Jiang Mori, and Takizawa who are in fifth grade."

"Be careful if you make him angry." Someone said to Aito.

"By the way, did Miyamoto-san live in the United States before? You must be good at English, right?"

They turned the topic back to Miyamoto Aito.

"It's okay." The white-haired boy was very gentle and approachable.

It is in stark contrast to the inaccessible and lofty Zhuxing Hideki.

　PS: Hideki Motoshi, Akira Eshou, Seiichiro Kikukawa, and Shinya Takizawa are all characters in the theatrical version of The Dead on Baker Street.

　　They are all children of aristocratic families with proud personalities and distinct classes.

　　Tomorrow is a popular task plot.

　　The target to be killed was...

　　There will be a first recommendation tomorrow!Whether there will be a second one is up to everyone, woo woo woo, don’t drop the follow-up——

　　


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