Pokémon Calamity

()The time is afternoon.

"zzzzzz..."

Of course, it's already class time.

"Classmate Qiong..." This is the math teacher (female).

Full of expectations, this teacher with a little "unusual interest" finally waited for this moment - this petite loli was about to stand up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, rubbing her eyes with her delicate little hands, while looking at her with an innocent face. Look at the difficult questions specially prepared on the blackboard...and then you can go up and comfort them. Today, choose to touch your head.Although I can quickly figure out every time that I can't directly call for tutoring, but...

"6." That's the answer.

Then, Loli opened her eyes slightly and closed them again for a moment. "zzzzzz..."

"Um, that's right..." The teacher turned his attention to the book he was holding in a panic, as if he wanted to forcefully use knowledge to squeeze out the inorganic golden eyes in his mind.

"Hmm~~~~~" Jing, who was sitting by the window in the second-to-last row, curled up the corner of her mouth with a slightly invisible arc and looked at her sister who was sitting in the middle of the first row. "I never thought my sister could be so cute~"

However, now is not the time to "love each other."

——As Jing made up her mind, the inconspicuous curvature of the corners of her mouth also retracted.

However, what Jing didn't notice was that the girls who had been paying attention to her entered a state of heaven-like happiness just because of this faint arc.

God, thank you for giving us food this month—those girls probably feel so grateful.

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As always, Chinese classes are indispensable for Yu's reading aloud - this is not so much the teacher's interest as it has become a habit or a tradition actively maintained by the students in the class.

As always, it is as clear and beautiful as a mountain spring, as if he were a friend of the deceased author, reading steadily and emotionally.

As always, it made the students forget about the sweltering heat.

As always, the students in the literature club were filled with regrets - of course this happened more than once. All the eight girls were in the "home club", and even Kanade, the main player in track and field, was given special approval not to stay in school.

Instead of just Kanade lying on the desk helplessly as before.

Usually at this time, the concert is like listening to a song, swaying the body slightly, as if it is beating to the melody.

It's just that today, the single ponytail sitting at the farthest back door is just hanging weakly, staring blankly at the blue sky outside, instead of looking at the twin ponytail in the center of the class like before.

"Oh - I don't have the strength anymore." Kanade swung her feet in the air and said something that would surprise everyone who knew her.

Thanks to Yu still reading aloud, no one noticed Kanade's condition.

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"Today, today, study by yourself today."

In the classroom of love, today there is finally no such feeling as "one person is missing".

only

I'm afraid everyone hopes it will be the same situation as before.

In terms of time, it was already the beginning of the third class in the afternoon, but there was no difference. Just like the previous two classes, it inexplicably turned into self-study.

It was a sultry day with bright sunshine, but this classroom gave people a gloomy and cold feeling.

It's really scary, it's really scary, it's really scary, it's really scary... When Xiao Lian was unhappy - even the only time she was bullied by the senior class at the beginning of school was not as serious as this time.

"..." Lian didn't pay attention.

At this time, the last position by the window has become a forbidden area.

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[I really want to go home~~~~] by Meng.

[The time is not up. ]by実. [And this is already the tenth time. ]

[Because I really want to go back~~~] It’s obviously just telepathy, but it still makes a long, weak sound.

[Don't cause trouble to Dad! ]

[It doesn’t matter, dad likes us so much. If we go back, dad will definitely forget his worries~☆]

[...] Ming was a little shaken.

[Hmm, why don’t you just skip class and go back to give dad a surprise? ]

[no! ] It seems that reason has won.

[Why? ]

[Meng should understand why dad is like this...]

[Of course it’s because of mom. ] "Said" as a matter of course

[So, it’s useless... We can’t ease Dad’s sadness with things like this.Not to stimulate those things is...]

[Just~weird~]

[? ! ]

[Isn’t this matter easy to solve? ]

[easy? ]

[Dad is like this because mom is not here, right? ] Meng showed a sly smile.

[That's right...]

[so......]

At this time, the long-distance running test in physical education class has also reached its final stage.

[Wouldn’t it be enough if I became a mother? ]Dream has entered the sprint stage!

[Eh.........................] Mi's steps slowed down, and then...

[Dream you guy! ! ! ! ] has entered the sprint stage that does not take physical exertion into account at all.

(Meng was caught after the test)

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"tou~..."

Xiao Wei, who was sitting alone, murmured to herself with tears in her eyes.

"Suck~suck~...No, it can't be like this, sister said, you can't let you worry."

Talking to herself, Xiao Wei finally stood up from the stool.

"Huh——" xn The many figures (teachers) hiding in the corner and peeping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it! That guy Kamijou!"

"Could something happen?"

"How could something happen that I didn't even know about?! I'm telling you, at noon..."

"No matter what, we can't let him go this time!"

"How about making a call first and inviting Mr. Kamijou over..."

"that......"

......

"Cough cough!"

Finally, a cough interrupted the middle school teacher’s chattering discussion.

"...Hello, Dean!" The xn collective was stunned, and then said in unison, but they very conscientiously lowered their voices so as not to disturb the children on the other side.

"Yes." He nodded and let the teachers leave.

Black hair, a high forehead, and breasts. Although he is over thirty years old, the dean still wears a "navel-baring uniform + hairband" attire - rather than saying that it is very suitable or not inconsistent, it is better to say that it can be faked directly There is nothing like a college student or even a high school student who would notice.

But it is also because of this that the dean, who does not appear often, can be recognized by the teachers.

Then, he left, the dean who went all the way from the high school district to the junior high school district, the elementary school district, the stadium, and finally to the kindergarten district.

Finally, let me say it again, this college is a highly consistent girls' school from kindergarten to university.

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