Card Draw Blade

She liked to draw when she was a child, but because of her father, she refused to use a brush to rub what she saw.But now, she broke the rules, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but record everything in front of her eyes.

This is the sunflower with flames, the sun with the fragrance of flowers.

After finishing those words, Purgatory Xingshoulang stared at Aoki Curly Hair with big eyes, if it wasn't one that was so simple that he could see everything, and one that was so amazing that little stars would appear in his eyes.

From the looks of others, it seems like the rhythm of a fight, even though the fighting power is very different.

"Well, sorry to bother you?" the bystander hesitated and opened his mouth.

The big owl and the little curly looked at the third voice together, and were stared at by four eyes. Tomioka felt that it was better than all the experiences last night.

Yabai, he experienced yesterday: drinking with his colleagues, being hit on the head by a garbage bag, and getting drunk with the parents of the students. After these few things, he felt that his state of mind had been greatly tempered!

Mr. Yiyong, with a deadpan face, was a little nervous.

I always feel as if someone is messing with me, but he has no proof! !

The little Yiyong in his heart narrowed his eyes slightly, but the fact is that no one really did anything deliberately, but Mr. Yiyong was a little unlucky yesterday!

"Hey! Good morning! Tomioka!" The elder brother was still vigorous, and he didn't give him a chance to speak: "I took a new toothbrush at home and put it in the bathroom on the first floor. I went to clean it up, and we went to work together after breakfast!"

"Wait a minute," Yi Yong didn't know whether the complaint was 'my home' or 'going to work after breakfast': "I was really talking to--"

Aoki, who was planning to pretend to be a coward, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bowed at ninety degrees, and a black shadow rushed over and gave Mr. Tomioka a big jump:

"Ms. Tomioka, I'm really sorry for hitting you because of my playfulness. If you have anything to do, please use me to your heart's content. I will never say anything!!!!"

Both of them seem to be a bit disobedient, Tomioka Yoshiyuki rubbed his face that was swollen from drinking too much yesterday, "Well, I..."

"What?! Did you do such a disrespectful thing yesterday?!" This is Purgatory Kyojuro.

Mirai Aoki seemed to have a guilty conscience: "Uh, uh...forgive me!"

Mr. Yiyong, who has not said a word so far: "That!"

The power of this sound can be considered, at least the two most self-willed people in this living room have turned their heads to look at him, and the doorbell turned out to be 'ding dong'.

The two turned their attention to the door again.

Mr. Tomioka wanted to speak, he opened his mouth and swallowed it, and looked at the door with a little concern, even if it was classified as "Yuan" Mr. Ninja would also support it [-]%.

Xingshourou gave Aoki a look, she nodded and said, "Ms. Tomioka, can you go to the guest room on the left of the second floor and call Senshourou, I'll open the door here! Thank you!"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki stood in the open space, hesitating, but still nodded honestly and sighed slightly.Unknowingly, Mirai Aoki also rode on the head of her class teacher once, but she didn't realize it.

What do you call this? I didn't go home last night and didn't contact my family. It turned out to be because I had a drink with my student's parents.It was a pure drink, without any water mixed in, and his memory was basically kept for 5 minutes after the wine bottle was opened.

On the side, it also described how good Lisha's ability to drink is. He thought of Fa Xiao, who had just returned from outside in recent months, and those two were also able to drink very well.

Is the adult world struggling?

Giyuu asked Senshouro to wake up, he was doubtful, he was also doubtful when he was brushing his teeth in the mirror, and he was still doubtful when he was arranging his hair. As a result, when he arrived in the living room, he saw his suspected young man displaying his superhuman social skills, mixing in into a bunch of people.

Sato waved at him with a bright smile: "Hey! Come down quickly! So you are the future homeroom teacher, you did a good job!"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki felt that this world might be fake, but he still dragged his body and approached Satu with a suspicious face: "Why are you here??"

"Sister Tiaozi lied to you yesterday, saying that you were sleeping at my house." Saitu pointed her finger up, "I guess my sister couldn't figure out that she drank too much outside and couldn't come back at all."

Tiaozi is Yiyong's sister, he scratched his head at the moment, "I..."

The two brothers are talking here, Mirai Aoki just now found out that Mr. Sato, who is coming to pick up his mother to go to the company, has a childish relationship with his class teacher. She and Xing Julang listened to the "Story of Giving" for a long time .

At this moment, she felt that her class teacher was getting close to her a lot. She lay down beside the dining table and squeezed her head between them forcefully: "So teacher, you have an older sister! That's great, you also have an older sister~"

Sato smiled: "Sister Tomioka is super beautiful! Giyuu, do you have photos in your phone?"

Tomioka clutched his pocket tightly: "I think now—"

It was an old man's tone again, which made the two of them look at each other and burst out laughing.

Unknowingly, there were more people, and Risa, who was called up by his daughter to go to work just now, reluctantly sat on the table half asleep, and Sato was invited to sit beside Giyu.

Aoki Mirai counted carefully, and there were actually six people.She always likes to be lively, but the house has always been deserted, and her nose feels a little sore for a moment.

This is really a lively morning, and a delicately balanced ecology is formed between people, such as Sato and Tomioka-sensei, Anjurou and Senjurou, she and Risa.

Everyone in this world is somehow connected, even if they don't know each other.

"Aoki", a group of people went out in a mighty way, sitting in the car on the way to school, Tomioka Yoshiyuki put things on the right track: "Yesterday I met Teacher Fushikawa, but something happened in the high school, Postpone your going to the high school Kendo club for now."

Aoki who was playing the rope game with Senshouro turned her head away, she didn't listen carefully, she tilted her head in doubt: "What?"

Holding hands, Tomioka-sensei, who managed to get serious, was sitting in the co-pilot: "I will try to tell Mr. Fushikawa before you hand in your competition work."

It wasn't until I got in touch that I realized that the other party seemed to be talking about something I asked my class teacher two days ago-a request to visit the high school kendo club.

"That's it..." The tone of the girl lowered a degree, and the girl pursed her lips in a little thought: "It's okay, I probably know what I want to draw."

Through the rearview mirror, Xing Shoulang, who was driving, looked at the road and interjected: "Hmm! What is it?!"

The girl's eyes seemed to be attracted, passing through the gap in the airflow, her whole body seemed to be telling others about 'happiness', she slyly said, "I'll know when the time comes~"

Teenage students, unless they are gifted, will appear naive and superficial in terms of technical expression and core ideas.Tomioka Yoshiyuki couldn't blame him for thinking this way. Purgatory Kyojuro had seen watercolor paintings that were ruthlessly rolled up and put away with rubber bands, but those paintings that Umo Tengen gave him flashed through his mind.

Take the time to look at the refracted mirror: "Hahahaha, I will look forward to it!"

The curly-haired girl lowered her eyes as if avoiding the light, and turned the rope from Qianjurou's hand to her own again. A sunflower was growing continuously, piercing the black ground, making the sun ashamed.

This is her determination.

Originally, I prefer the Bushido spirit that is centered on the sword, or the light that is only born at the moment of the blade's slashing regardless of good or evil, but this morning's strong and warm atmosphere between people and the world has filled the gaps in my heart.

"By the way, Brother Xingshoulang, lend me my study room tonight, I'm going to rush to work!"

"Need a car to take your stuff home?"

"If you can!"

Senshouro said, "I'll help after the work in the afternoon!"

The two brothers didn't have any doubts about 'why don't you draw in your own home', only Mr. Tomioka frowned slightly, but quickly left only one sentence: "Pay attention to rest, don't delay the class."

"Ok!"

Having made up his mind, Aoki Mirai is in a bright mood today.Everyone in the class was almost blinded by the indiscriminate attacks of cute girls, let alone Nezuko and Tokito Wuichiro who just came back from feeding the cat.

At lunch, Mirai Aoki took out the bento box, humming a little tune, and happily opened the box.Nezuko and Shi Tou-kun looked at each other, and Nezuko opened his mouth after the small eye contact.

"Little Future, are you happy today?"

Three people surrounded the table, Aoki was taken aback: "Is there?"

"Yes." Shitou Muichiro nodded: "What good happened yesterday?"

"It's not a good thing, I just feel happy to be with everyone, and—hehe, my painting soul has awakened!!"

Are you a second child now?

"Have you decided on the theme of the competition work?" Recently, this is the only thing that bothers her, it seems.

The two of them automatically ignored Shan Yi, who dropped his hand and reported the gauze, because to those who didn't know it, it seemed to be an ordinary wound.

"Hmm! It should be sunflowers!"

Except that Mr. Shi Tou was a little bit out of control after hearing it, everything else was fine. The topic was quickly picked up and transferred to the story of a famous historical figure who painted sunflowers.

A loud voice suddenly came from the noisy classroom at noon: "Aoki! Someone is looking for—hey, why did you come in casually!"