I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 13 Azusa Hase

On the morning of early May, Fujii Shu passed a convenience store on his way to school by bicycle, and he remembered that the chainsaw man he had copied seemed to have been published in the semi-monthly magazine of the Xiaoshokan, right?
"welcome."

After the automatic door opened, there was a greeting from a young female clerk. Fujii came to the magazine shelf and picked up a half-monthly magazine from the Shogakukan. The cover was the famous Detective Conan, and some popular serial works were printed on the corners. The figure, the most inconspicuous in the upper left corner, is the image he painted of Denci hugging Pochita.

"Thanks for your patronage, 280 yen."

The thickness of the semi-monthly magazine is nearly twice as thick as that of ordinary weekly magazines, and the fee is naturally more expensive. Fujii paid the money, put the publication in a shoulder bag, and rode a bicycle to continue on the road.

When I came to the classroom, I handed in my homework to the monitor, Chika Akiyama. Azusa Hase, who was in the back seat, looked down and read a book alone. The students around me were talking and laughing. There was an air wall between her and her, so close at hand, as far as the sky .

"This is the latest work of Minotaur Warriors, the special chapter of Hypnosis Academy, I managed to snatch it."

A few male students were trading Lifan paintings, their laughter seemed obscene, and the female high school students next to them were talking about stars on TV, and when they saw Fujii Shu appearing, they all cast their eyes again.

Sitting down and flipping through the semi-monthly magazine of the Shogakukan, Fujii found his own chainsaw man Chapter 1 at the end of the page, and didn’t know that the original author who was only one letter different from himself would not be so happy after seeing this work. Will covet their own talents, resulting in strong hatred.

Flipping through a few times, Fujii closed the semi-monthly magazine, turned to look at Azusa Hase in the back seat, in her hand was a novel with a white cover borrowed from the school library, titled Remembrance of Things Past, written by a Frenchman .

"Do you want to be Madame Guermand? Or Madame Odette the courtesan?"

Fujii's literary skills, which were quickly upgraded to LV4, were learned after he had read a large number of novels. He had also read this pioneering work of the stream-of-consciousness novel.

"Or, the rebellious Miss Alberti?"

Seeing that Azusa Hase didn't answer her question for a long time, Fujii simply snatched the novel from her desk and put down the half-monthly magazine of the Elementary School Library that she had just bought.

"Fujii... Fujii-san, please return it to me."

Hase Azusa raised her head and pleaded in a low voice, her eyes aimed at Mao Asami, looking worried and frightened like a frightened bunny.

But it was too late, Asami Mao would always look at Fujii tree by the window intentionally or unintentionally, she had already noticed such an obvious communication.

"Life is but a succession of isolated moments in which, through memory and fantasy, many meanings emerge, then disappear, and then reappear."

Fujii read the passage above Reminiscence of Things Past, with a cadenced voice, full of emotional color, Hase Azusa listened a little blankly, the boy by the window read her favorite novel aloud under the slightly undulating transparent screen window, time It seems to be frozen at this moment.

"I will forget the paths, the mountains and the fields in my dreams, the dreams that can never come true."

Turning to the next few pages, Fujii found his favorite sentence and said it softly. A gust of wind came from the window, and the scattered cherry blossom petals fluttered and fell, staying on the desk in front of him and the palm of the boy.

"This is the last bit of cherry blossoms."

Fujii turned his head and looked at the cherry blossom tree outside the window. The pink color of early April had disappeared from it. He sighed a little, and another spring disappeared before his eyes.

"Clap!"

There was a sound of objects falling in the classroom, everyone looked at Mao Asami, her water glass hit the ground, the lid fell off, and transparent pure water was bubbling out, and the person concerned said with a slight smile Sorry, pick up the dropped glass.

During the break at noon, Hase Azusa ran out of the classroom after class, as if staying with someone for a long time would lead to misfortune.

With the lessons learned from last time, she chose to eat the bento she brought from home in the school's women's toilet this time, and she didn't even dare to use the microwave oven in the classroom, for fear of being caught and bullied by Mao Asami when it was too late.

"Where is that giant girl hiding? Find it!"

The leader, who made an undeniable voice, was Mao Asami.

Footsteps came from outside the women's toilet, and one door after another was opened, only the door locked by Hase Azusa was closed, so it was easy to guess her location.

"Get out! Come on."

Roughly kicked the door of the compartment where Hase Azusa was hiding, Asami Mao had never been so angry before, since she was a child, she could get everything she wanted, but now she was caught by a guy she looked down upon, and Fujii who refused to associate with her The tree is so intimate, isn't it slapping her in the face?

"I'm sorry, my classmate."

Azusa Hase, who has always been submissive, opened the door obediently, and saw Mao Asami with a cold face, and her two followers. These girls were only as tall as her chin, but they were arrogant and aggressive.

"I've forgotten everything I told you, right? Find a fight!"

Asami Mao raised her arm, a slap was about to fall, and she was grabbed by a strong hand. She turned her head in surprise, and it turned out to be Fujii Shu, who was a boy, and followed into the women's toilet. There were a few people standing outside the door to watch the excitement female classmate, pointing at her actions.

"That's enough, classmate Qian Jian. Stop bullying Hase Azusa, she didn't mess with you."

Fujii didn't care about other people's gazes, and without much effort in his arm, he pressed Mao Asami's hand down.

"It turns out that you guys already got a piece together. Have you been to home base? Have you opened a house?" Asami Mao actually didn't like Fujii tree very much. What she wanted was the best thing. He is the best among the boys, so of course she will pursue him, but she won't show him any sympathy for meddling her affairs like this now.

"Well, no..." Hase Azusa wanted to defend himself, but was interrupted by Fujii.

"Yes, Azusa is my girlfriend. Bullying her is offending me. Although I don't want to hit a woman, I can't help it."

What kind of soap opera plot is this and why is it happening to me?How could a perfect woman like me be inferior to a cowardly giant woman?It's ridiculous!

Asami Mao got rid of Fujii's hand, with a gloomy face, no longer entangled, and left quickly.

"I'm sorry everyone, I can't watch my girlfriend being bullied, I'm so sorry!"

After bowing to the female classmate who was watching the fun at the door, Fujii took Hase Azusa's hand and pulled her away from here.

When the two went to the rooftop, Fujii Shu let go and explained.

"Sorry, it was too sudden just now, but Asami Mao will not bother you again in the future."

Apologetically, Fujii explained to Azusa Hase, who still looked dull.

Only then did I notice that Hase Azusa, who was not much shorter than herself, had a charming face, with small beauty moles dripping from the corners of her eyes, and under her towering nose, her small and charming cherry lips were pursed at an extremely attractive angle, which was very attractive. One couldn't help but wanted to bow his head to taste the fragrance.

(End of this chapter)