[Ghost Slayer: Blade] My big move is locked!

Taking advantage of this rare illness at home, I usually try my best to stay as long as I can, and go back to school in a hurry, except for abnormal circumstances.

In fact, being bored at home is also subject to many constraints, and I can't tell which one is better. If it weren't for...cough, I might not put my mind on other things at all. I would only take work as my duty. My heart won't be divided any more.

In fact, I found so many reasons for myself, but the real purpose was the boy who was sitting upright in front of me.

I lay on the table and picked the eraser and thought to myself, I didn't expect that I would have a day of not doing business.

Qingshui Shiyu, you have fallen!

"Can you finish it?" Tanjiro turned around and handed me his notebook.

I glanced at him, then looked down at the pile of homework piled up during the leave under my arm, and said sadly: "Are you going to help me?"

Tanjiro refused with great embarrassment: "It's better to do homework by yourself, although I did save a lot...Come on!"

I had expected that this honest man would refuse, and I didn't feel disappointed.

Inosuke Hei, who slipped over and still had half an apple in his mouth, said, "I never do my homework!"

The tone of voice is actually quite righteous, and it is no wonder that he is often beaten up by several teachers, especially the math teacher from the society.

I let out a long sigh, pulled off the cap of the pen and began to do the quiz against Tanjiro's notes.

Now it's get out of class time, others are playing with me and I'm doing my homework, if this is the bitter fruit of my leave, it's too uncomfortable, tears are about to fall.

After writing for a while, I couldn't help but get distracted.

Tanjiro's font is very correct, the same size, as if it was printed. Although it is well-proportioned, it looks very friendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder. They all say that the writing is like a person, and it is true.And the notes are well organized, the basic points are all written down, and they are classified and summarized, which makes it very clear for people to see. Coupled with my own understanding, it is like the finishing touch. No wonder the grade is at the top of the class, um... Unfortunately, except for art and music.

No one is perfect, normal normal!

After a while, the class bell rang, and I was still in a daze with my homework, and I didn't do many questions. I felt that I missed the time for nothing, and I felt extremely regretful.

Tanjiro turned his head and glanced at my homework, feeling a little helpless.

He reminded worriedly: "Student Qing Shui, please work harder, the math homework is due tomorrow..."

I was stimulated by his words, and when I thought of that horrible and hateful Mr. Undead Chuan, I couldn't help stretching out my hand and pinching the innocent face of the classmate at the front desk.

Tanjiro:?

This class is a physical education class. We hurriedly changed our clothes and ran to the playground. I heard that our physical education teacher is very Spartan. He is a single person with a paralyzed face. He often beats people with bamboo knives. Tanjiro and the three of them are that one. Bamboo Knife's frequent customers meet at least five times a day, which is even more frequent than the ex-boyfriend who is still struggling after breaking up.

If possible, I really don't want to provoke a difficult teacher after being targeted by the math teacher, otherwise I will really shut myself out.

After queuing up, we spread out to prepare for activities. The young black-haired teacher held a bamboo knife and watched us move our arms and buttocks with cold eyes. He also corrected some students' wrong movements from time to time, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

After finishing, he let the men and women run in teams, the men ran 3000 meters first, and the women 2000 meters.

When I heard such bad news, I was the first to stand up bravely and said: "Mr. Tomioka, I just recovered from a serious illness and I am not suitable for high-intensity exercise."

He didn't speak, just glanced at me lightly, I don't know what he was thinking, I was terrified, my calves were trembling, I don't know if he hit the girl, if he really did it, should I fight back, if it spreads Will I be expelled if the teacher fights with the students? !

After what seemed like a lifetime, he finally said, "Then you can run for fifteen thousand."

His tone was very reluctant, and he frowned in displeasure.

I:"……"

Not daring to bargain, I secretly comforted myself that at least 500 meters were missing, which is already very good!

The boys ran first, rushing towards the runway one by one like wild horses, Inosuke was the first, Tanjiro followed, he whispered cheers to me as he ran past me, his dangling earrings swayed past my In front of the eyes, a thin waist is faintly exposed under the hem of the clothes blown away by the wind, exuding the youthful vitality of a teenager.

I blinked, and my eyes moved with the running figure of the young man, circle after circle, he seemed to have sensed it, turned around and smiled at me, with high spirits.

After the boys finished running, they were piled upside down like a stove, sweating from their collars, and steaming hot all over their bodies.

Inosuke yelled that it was not enough, and wanted to rush over to run with us a few more laps, but was stopped by Tanjiro and my wife Zenitsu. My wife Zenitsu held his knees and scolded him out of breath for being an idiot. personal.

I don't know whether to praise or scold.

The girls started running, I stayed in the middle, I didn’t fight for the first or the last, and then I was the first to come out after running [-], but God didn’t like me, just after I finished the run, it started to rain heavily. Big raindrops hit the head and face, not giving face at all.

Panting like a cow, I raised my unwilling middle finger at the gloomy sky.

The hot physical education class was interrupted by the sudden heavy rain. The students all sighed in pain, and some even cried with joy, er, no, it was regretful tears.

We were ordered to change clothes and go back to the classroom for self-study.

I changed my clothes and planned to go back to the classroom. I happened to see Tanjiro standing in the corridor holding a bottle of milk. He saw me and ran over and said, "Here, in case I catch another cold."

"Thank you." I took the milk with a smile, and was surprised to find that it was still warm, and I don't know where he got it.

I took a sip with the straw in my mouth, it was a little sweet, the warmth spread down my throat and spread all over my body, and I felt sweat on my forehead.

His forehead hair was damp, not neatly combed as usual, some messed up and covered his eyes, looking soft and harmless.

I stretched out my fingers to pinch a drop of water that fell from the tip of his temple hair, and then couldn't help rubbing his cheek with the back of my hand.

At this time, there was no one around, and everyone went back to the classroom, leaving only the two of us.

His cheeks were flushed, and he moved his feet half a step back, but he didn't back up for some reason, and came back again, looking at me with lowered eyes.

His eyes are very bright, beautiful and pure, like a clear brook, with a lively youthful spirit, he has not experienced too many setbacks, he does not know how to refuse to avoid, he will stare at you in a daze Put it in your eyes, put it in your heart, such a straightforward look, but it is not offensive at all. If you dare to look carefully, you will be pleasantly surprised to find that there is a little shyness in it, but he is very bold. Open your eyes, as if to say: These eyes are all about you.

I returned the half-drunk milk to him, and pulled his sleeves to an inconspicuous corner on the other side.

"Kiss me, come on!"

I forced myself into his arms, put my arms around his neck and tiptoed against his ear, urging, "Kiss me, kiss me!"

His face was blushing, his eyes wandered for a while, he hugged me with his arms and said in a low voice, "I won't..."

I volunteered: "It's okay, I checked, I will!"

"……Um."

As if he was relieved, he directly closed his eyes and bumped into me, and knocked his mouth on my lips, almost knocking me out of tears.

It's too, too hard!

How can there be such a kiss? !

I covered my mouth and let out a hiss, feeling like my front teeth were going to be smashed.

"Yes, I'm sorry...does it hurt? Let me see..." Tanjiro held my face in fright and apologized indiscriminately.

I shook my head with difficulty, I couldn't bear to give up this rare opportunity, even if I smashed my teeth today, I still want to kiss it!

"It's okay, come again!" I licked my aching front teeth, grabbed his collar and kissed him firmly.

The first touch was soft and warm. I couldn't help but my heart beat faster. I managed to regain my girlish heart. Then I tried to recall the method on the Internet, pecked and kissed lightly a few more times, and then stretched out the tip of my tongue to follow the other's lips. I licked it lightly, and obviously didn't taste anything, but it felt like I had eaten candy for the first time when I was a child, it was pleasantly surprised and sweet.

The boy on the opposite side was short of breath, holding my face with hot palms cherishingly, with his closed eyelashes shaking slightly, he kissed very seriously and clumsily, as if he was giving me his heart.

I looked at him with my eyes slightly open, as if strong wine had entered my throat, and my consciousness was intoxicated. After a slight tremor at the tip of my heart, my heart throbbed, just like fireworks blooming. At this moment, the whole world was full of flowers.

The author has something to say: Brother Yu is really the most proactive heroine I have ever written, and so is Tan Tan. I have to say that they are really worry-free.

Huh, there is one more chapter and this episode is finished.