[comprehensive] poor students

"Mochizuki." As the class was approaching, Feng Changtaro finally sorted out his moved feelings, and handed over half of the bento in his hand: "This is something I haven't finished eating...it's a pity to throw it away, do you need it?"

He lied clumsily, scratching his blushing cheek.

Mochizuki's eyes lit up suddenly, and he stared at the bento with piercing eyes, but he said with difficulty: "...it's okay if you don't eat well, Feng, you'd better... eat all of it."

Little did he know that the fiery gaze had completely exposed his thoughts.

"I really don't need it." Feng wanted to laugh a little, he tried his best to suppress the raised corner of his mouth, and put the bento on the other party's table: "If you don't want it, just pour it out for me."

"It's bad behavior to waste food." Mochizuki opened the bento with a righteous face, holding the chopsticks in his right hand, and swept away the leftovers gracefully and quickly.

Swallowing the last mouthful of food, he seemed to come back to life, with a happy smile on his face, and politely returned the bento box: "Thank you for the hospitality, the bento is delicious."

Seeing this, Feng Ye was very happy and showed a satisfied smile: "It's just as long as you like it."

Mochizuki, who had finally eaten five full, seemed to have poured out all his energy, and even a smile appeared on his usually plain face, and it lasted for a long time.

This novel scene made the students in the class even more strange, and they couldn't help but guess whether Mochizuki was in a good mood today.

Taking advantage of this good opportunity, a boy sneaked up to him and asked in a low voice, "In the next physical education class, our class will have a basketball game with class F. Do you want to participate this time, Mochizuki-kun?"

No wonder he was so cautious. Although Mochizuki played basketball well, he used to refuse all activities in physical education class. He sat alone in the auditorium and watched silently, looking so indifferent that he was not close to him.

Over time, no one dared to talk to him.

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Mochizuki agreed happily.

"?! That's great!" The boys cheered, with Mochizuki as a formidable player, one finger in class F could crush them with one finger.

"Is it okay?" In the bustle, only Feng looked at Mochizuki's expression worriedly: "Didn't you never take physical education classes?"

Although he didn't know the reason why Mochizuki-kun did this, but since it was Mochizuki-kun's decision, there must be a reason!

Feng Jiandao, who has successfully advanced to the level of brain-dead fan.

"It's okay." Mochizuki smiled softly, her charming peach eyes slightly curved: "Because I'm full today."

phoenix:"……"

"It used to be because..." Feng thought stiffly: "Hungry?"

"Well, I don't want to move when I'm hungry."

"........."

Mochizuki ah ah ah ah ah -!

He wanted to cry again.

Putting on a white sportswear, Mochizuki raised the corners of her mouth confidently, stretched her muscles and walked towards the basketball court.

If you ignore a few patches on the sportswear, it is almost as good as the sportsman god that all girls dream of.

Some girls who were so fascinated and blushing came to the auditorium one after another, staring at Mochizuki who was smiling and chatting with his teammates with bright eyes, chatting non-stop.

"There is a kid in Class F who is difficult to deal with, Mochizuki-kun, you have to be careful." A teammate sneaked closer to Mochizuki's ear and said.

Without waiting for Mochizuki to ask, he suddenly pointed forward: "Here, that guy, his name is Rijiruo."

Mochizuki looked in the direction of his fingers, and immediately saw the figure with short golden brown hair standing in the front of Class F.

It seemed to be about the same color as the spoiled chocolate he ate for the first time in elementary school.

he thought in a daze.

No, I seem to be a little hungry again.

When he recovered from the embarrassment of his stomach screaming, he realized that the brown had unconsciously walked in front of him and looked down at him, those sharp eyes were like a fierce leopard, catching him tightly. his figure.

This sight can't help but make Mochizuki recall that when the debt collector kept chasing him behind him to pay back the money, it seemed to be very similar to Hiji's eyes now.

He couldn't help being secretly taken aback.

Could it be that he owes Riji money? ! !

Thinking of the few lonely coins in his pocket, Mochizuki's face turned pale instantly, and even his fingers were tightly clenched tightly.

"Hello." When he was thinking about when he owed money, Riji suddenly called him. He was shocked, and quickly cast his gaze over, only to see the other party's eyes were very unkind and asked: "You are just a basketball player. Mochizuki is particularly good?"

"...It's me." Although the time when he played basketball well was when he was studying in Teiko.

"Interesting." Hiji smiled provocatively.

"Then let's compete, up and down!"

……Eh?

So in the next scene, Mochizuki taught you the principles of life.

After learning that the other party was not here to collect debts, Mochizuki was relieved immediately, and was able to concentrate and start the game.

Basketball is a sport he loves very much. Even though he hasn't touched it for a long time because of hunger, it is still as handy as if he has practiced it thousands of times.

In contrast, Bingdi, whose main sport is tennis, is relatively hard on basketball.

While patting the basketball, Mochizuki calmly observed the opponent's movements, even made a few fake moves, and shot a three-pointer very easily.

On the playing field, there was an endless stream of screams and applause from the girls all at once.

Coincidentally, when Keigo Atobe and Yushi Ninata, who were going to the health room to submit materials, passed by the gymnasium, they couldn't help being attracted by the cheers and walked in with great interest.

"Ah, it's Hiyoshi." Leaning his feet against the railing, he immediately recognized his team members with his excellent dynamic vision.

Atobe raised his eyebrows, pointed to one of the figures and said, "There is also the poor student mentioned at noon."

"It's true." Renzu helped his glasses, and raised the corners of his lips: "It seems that the girls are so excited because of Mochizuki."

"I remember that his profile says he is good at playing basketball. It seems that he learned it at Teiko School, which is very strong in basketball."

"Speaking of which, why did he switch to Ice Empress?"

"How could this uncle know." Atobe gave him a blank look: "Huh? The game has started again."

Both of them looked at the past intently at the same time.

"Tsk." On the field, Hiji shook his sportswear by the collar, allowing the cool air to cool his fiery brain.

He frowned and stared at Mochizuki's movements, not to miss even some small expressions.

However, no matter how hard he tried to break Mochizuki's ball, he was unable to succeed for a long time, and instead consumed a lot of energy.

Mochizuki looked at him calmly, there was no movement in her dark pupils, and even her breathing was very steady.

"You have good speed and strength." Seeing Hiyoshi glaring at him, Mochizuki kindly mentioned: "But basketball requires skill and a lot of practice."

"I won't give up." Riji suddenly sneered, he wiped the dense sweat on his head with his sleeve, and rushed up quickly, patting the ball with his eyes frightened.

Mochizuki silently watched him getting closer, and took a light step forward.

Bang, a loud crash spread throughout the gymnasium.

"...Mochizuki-kun?!!!"

"What's going on?" Atobe, who is the president of the student council, quickly pushed away the crowd gathered around, and walked quickly to the open area in the center.

There was a person lying on his back here, his eyes were blocked by jet-black bangs, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. The slender figure of the young man was extremely thin, as if it would break if touched.

"Just now Hiyoshi wanted to dribble past Mochizuki-kun, but he suddenly fell down!" A teammate quickly explained to Atobe.

Seeing the student of Hiyoshi lose consciousness, Atobe's face sank in an instant, he first squatted down to see if the other party was breathing normally, then he was slightly relieved, and looked at Hiyoshi with complicated eyes: "Hiyoshi, you Do you know why?"

Riji, who was suspected of touching porcelain, was stunned for a second before regaining his senses: "...I don't know."

Atobe took a deep look at him: "Come to me for club activities."

After finishing speaking, he bent down, erected Mochizuki's body sharply, and hugged him vigorously.

The weight in my arms was much lighter than expected.

"Go to the health room." Shinobu, who had already opened a path for them, greeted them, and cast a serious glance at Mochizuki, who was unconscious.

Atobe nodded, and quickly disappeared into the crowd with the person in his arms.

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"Well, it's just a lack of sugar." The doctor in the health room calmly handed Atobe a few pieces of candy: "Let him eat a few when he wakes up."

When the student council president came to him with a pale student in his arms, he thought that some terrible murder had happened, and he was shocked.

Atobe looked confused: "..."

After a pause, he asked with difficulty: "You mean...he...is hungry?"

"Yes." The doctor shook his head and sighed: "Children nowadays don't like to eat, and they will faint from hunger at every turn. It's no big deal."

Atobe: "..."

Just at this moment, Mochizuki snorted softly and gradually regained consciousness.

"Senior Atobe?" He blinked his eyes to recognize the figure in front of him, and asked lightly, "Why are you here, senior?"

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Atobe suddenly felt that his anxiety had been eaten by dogs, and gritted his teeth angrily: "...Isn't it because someone fainted from hunger and rushed to the health room!"

"Hmm." Mochizuki explained very disapprovingly: "Surprised senior, I often faint, and I'm used to it."

Taking starvation dizziness as a habit, I am afraid that Mochizuki is the only person in the world who can do it.

"You." Atobe pinched his eyebrows with a headache: "What have you been eating recently?"

Mochizuki counted with her fingers: "Leaves, mushrooms, vegetables, soil, leaves, leaves, leaves, ... Oh, and Feng's bento."

Looking back, I saw Atobe covering his face with his back to him, with a deep look.

Atobe: Mochizuki ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

The author has something to say: Atobe: I have never seen such a pure and unaffected little fairy.

Haha In this chapter, let Mochizuki show off his abilities first: the little prince of basketball!

By the way, this character design is that Mochizuki has facial paralysis when he is hungry, and full of emotions when he is full, so that he can tell when he is not hungry! (although hardly ever)