I Didn't Open the Harem, What Did I Do Wrong?

Unexpectedly, after looking at each other, Wu Ziji and Mu Zidu showed strange smiles respectively, and they both admired themselves as if they were watching a Japanese-style wooden hero.

"What's going on, why are you two looking at me like that?"

"It's because, Mr. Le, you are too slow."

Ju Wanlihua finally found a chance to interject. She originally wanted to go straight to Yile after class as usual, but unexpectedly, the three boys got together and muttered.

"That Tsugumi Seiko-san is clearly a girl."

"Really, Master Le really doesn't have any observation skills."

"........"

"........"

The air in the class fell into a silence, everyone was looking at Ju Wanlihua, feeling the dead silence. Ju Wanlihua looked at the group of silent boys and girls inconceivably.

"Didn't you see it too?"

Unbelievable eyes focused on Tsugumi Makoto, who was at the center of the topic, and she also seemed to be very shocked.

"Anyway, it's uncomfortable for me to be regarded as a boy for a day or two. Lord Claude still thinks that I am a boy since he picked me up. I'm really sorry that I look like a boy... huh... .hehehe"

Even Muzi felt a little pitiful when she heard Makoto Tsugumi complaining about herself. Although she just laughed at Yile, in fact, she was not much better. If she hadn't turned on [Sword Sensation], she would not have realized it. question.

By the way, Mu Zidu looked at the girls again, it seemed that each of them looked like their dreams had been shattered.

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In the next history class

Mafuyu Kirisu looked at the boys who doubted life and the ladies whose dreams were disillusioned in the class, their heads were filled with question marks.

In just one break, these students are like two different people.

After handing out the history test papers of the previous exams, Mafuyu Kirisu felt that Muzi was in that familiar corner after finishing this lesson.

"Why are the students in the class so strange? Did something happen?"

At this time, Seiko Tsugumi, who finally got rid of those girls, wandered here and happened to see the two people who were close.

Could it be that Muzi has shown his scumbag's feet, and he is still with his teacher? !

Utilizing his latent expertise, Tsugumi Makoto quietly eavesdropped on the conversation between the two and turned on the recording device to be handed over to Kirisaki Chitoge as evidence.

"Because those people found out that Makoto Tsugumi is a girl."

"Ah! It's a girl!"

"If you look carefully, you can still find it? She is a handsome and neutral beauty. I feel that she looks domineering but seems to be easy to get along with. I think she must be an exciting beauty if she wears girls' clothes."

"What? Zidu, you seem to understand her very well?"

Only then did Mu Zidu realize the terrifying expression on Tongsu Mafuyu's face while expressing his feelings on his own.

(Why does Mafuyu-sensei feel so scary at this time?)

(Don't, don't judge others so arbitrarily, I will never wear girls' clothes.)

Chapter 110 Seven

Department of literature

As usual, I read there, killing time.

Thinking of Tongsu Mafuyu's cute appearance of leaving in a fit of anger, Muzi was distracted again.

(Why do you have such an expression...)

and many more...!

Mu Zidu suddenly came up with an answer that he thought was very unscientific.

"Probably not..."

"After all, they are teachers and students, so it shouldn't be that kind of emotion... What's more, if it's just my wishful thinking... that would be too shameful."

Three illusions in life.

She likes me.

I can fight back.

Ten companies can produce my Joan of Arc wife.

Mu Zi, who once had a deep shadow of failure, felt that this should be his own illusion.

"What have you been thinking about since the beginning?"

Following the source of the voice, Muzi looked at Mizuki Nase who was lying on the table. At this moment, she lost the vitality she had seen before.

Usually, although she doesn't say how lively she is, she is somewhat angry. Now Naze Mizuki is lying on the table weakly, with her small head resting on her arm, and her long black hair is scattered between the pages of the book.

Of course, the cold and charming black with a poisonous tongue is quiet, when Naze Mizuki rarely reveals the girl's fragility and cute weakness....

Mu Zi felt that if she was like this usually, he might be in love.