If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

It completely ignored the fact that there will not be a protagonist of his tonnage in the manga of the hot-blooded boy.

#stop!I know what you guys want to say!That guy is so short that he has no timber seat weight, okay? #

Zaimuza, who had grease and sweat on his nose, clenched his racket and was about to return the ball, when he saw the girl on the opposite side let the ball he just hit roll to the ground without any movement at all.

Um?Are you tired?

Thinking of this, Zaimuza moved his eyes away from the ball, and what was revealed in his vision was a super classic famous painting cos.

The distorted face of the coser vividly shows the tension in Mr. Munch's paintings that goes straight to the depths of the soul, which is quite magical!

Fuck!I am so surprised!

The huge fat paper tiger body shook, and the girl who had always been cute like an angel in his eyes suddenly turned into this picture that looked like a melted candle, which was no less traumatic to his spirit than a religious believer who finished his prayer and opened his eyes. After opening his eyes, he saw the idol in front of him smiling at him [funny].

"What, what's wrong?"

Zaimuza tremblingly followed Mai's gaze that had already begun to circle to the other side, and saw the empty tennis court next door and the bathroom at the end of the girl's gaze.

Oh, oh, I see...

The self-proclaimed [sword hero writer] Zai Muzao is naturally a character with both wisdom and courage—this sentence is not a narration, but his own inner monologue—and the chubby figure figured out what was going on as soon as his brain turned.

...Murakami-san must be thinking of Totsuka-san as a girl, right?That's why he was so shocked to see Kyosuke and him enter the same bathroom.

#It turns out that Fatty Cai really has a brain#

He wiped the hot sweat from his forehead under the scorching sun and the cold sweat from being frightened by himself. Not to mention the pleasure of the two worlds of ice and fire, he always felt that he had to let this super cute girl transfer student understand that the school she transferred to was not She was so enviable in her imagination... outrageous!

Twisting his chubby body, he ran towards the opposite side, and his two thick legs were like the legs of a young elephant. Saikiza shouted to Mai: "Murakami-san, it's not what you think! Totsuka-san is also a man!"

……what?male?

Mai, who was embedded in the picture frame, was stunned, and the violent thoughts filled with hehehe were instantly stopped by the radio and television, and replaced by the same words like a bullet screen.

[Male] [Male] [Male] [Male] [Male]...

Oh!It turns out that Totsuka-san is a boy!Then there would be no problem for him and Xiao Jing to enter the same toilet.

The top famous painting cosplayer gave up cosplay, and the distorted "Scream" also returned to the cute Japanese style.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this. It surprised me. Thank you for explaining to me~ Timu, Zuo, classmate?"

The slightly rounded cute face like a goose egg turned to Cai Muzuo who was panting hurriedly, and a smile appeared curvedly. Before the words of thanks were finished, a few animations flashed through my mind like a cutscene CG.

[In class, Mr. Hiratsuka asked everyone to study by themselves. Totsuka, who was sitting in front of Xiaojing, silently leaned back. The back of his head was flush with Xiaojing’s tabletop. Jing Zhan smiled, her clean smile was like a silently blooming gardenia, and Xiao Jing also showed a slightly indulgent smile as if she was amused by the woman's powerful smile. 】

[During the break, Xiao Jing was lying on the table bored by herself. Totsuka, who was sitting in the front seat, suddenly turned to one side and put her two slender white legs without a trace of fat on the side of the chair, imitating Xiao Jing's Ziyang leaned on the other side of Xiaojing's table with his slender arms resting on his chin, and looked at Xiaojing with a smile on his eyes as clear and deep as the night sky. Their faces were so close that they could easily kiss each other with a pout.But Xiaojing didn't move his face away, not even the slightest bit, and he wasn't frightened by Totsuka-san's sudden movement at all, as if he had experienced it countless times already. 】

And the last image that flashed across Mai's mind was the intimate scene of Xiaojing and Totsuka helping each other wipe each other's sweat before going to the bathroom.

The idol girl with strawberry marshmallow landed on the field with a "squeak" as if she had met Medusa's eyes, and the endless barrage in her mind became:

[Male ♂'s] [Male ♂'s] [Male ♂'s] [Male ♂'s] [Male ♂'s]...

Different from the already grayed appearance, Mai's mind suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, as if the thread of thinking that had been tied together in a knot was finally untied.

... No wonder Xiao Jing is so popular with women, and even has a good relationship with that girl named Yukinoshita to the point where she doesn't seem like a friend of the opposite sex at all, so it's because he is gay!

Girls treat him as gay!

My Xiaojing was obviously not like this before!In the past, I obviously kept some normal-oriented books under the bed!

He who couldn't afford these books even went to the garbage dump to pick them up by himself!

I went to help him then!

Why did Xiaojing even change her sexual orientation after I left for a year? ! ! !

"...gay... ah, gay... unexpectedly gay..."

Mai's transformation from a smiling face to a plaster girl was too hasty, so scared that Zaimu Zuo's legs gave way and he fell directly to the ground.

The round belly sticks to the hot ground under the scorching sun, like fat on a teppanyaki.

The self-talking words in Mai's mouth made Zai Muzao quickly understand which wheel's brake failed again this time, lying on the hot ground and reaching out to the girl, like a frog that is about to be boiled to death when the warm water heats up. Canpan: "To, Totsuka is not gay, of course, neither is Kyosuke, they just have a good relationship, really, believe me, this school is not as full of homosexuals as you imagined, I just entered the first physical education class I've known them both since class, and I'm pretty sure they're really not gay..."

The idol girl Mumu nodded, but still had that stiff expression.

It's not that she doesn't believe the words of this very easy-going fat man, she has already erased the impression in her heart that Totsuka-san is a temptation and Xiaojing is a ghost, but the completely messed up thoughts in her mind can't be smoothed out again .

Like an overheated CPU, it always takes time to cool down.

But no matter how chaotic it was, Mai understood that it was time to stop her current plan of [Observing Xiaojing-Knowing Xiaojing-Thinking about it in the long run].

After observing for so long, there is no gain at all except for some ridiculously wrong conclusions.

The soft pink hair swayed in the wind, like twigs full of cherry blossoms.

...Perhaps, it is time to talk openly and honestly.

277 Lost Things Are Always Found After Forgotten ([-])

The spacious main road leading to the gate of the school suddenly narrowed after turning into a small garden beside the road.

Kyosuke's hard leather sole lifted from a fallen dark green leaf, and moved forward without hesitation.

Leather shoes are far less comfortable than sneakers, Kyosuke thinks so.