[comprehensive] those bastards

Because my waist was twisted, I couldn't do strenuous exercise for a week—fortunately, it was just a slight twist, and it was fine after a rest.

This is all given by Haizaki and the bad uncle.

In fact, it was just a normal sprain at first, and it will heal after a while, but later when I chased Haizaki and the others, the injury aggravated, and it was somewhat self-inflicted.

However, the culprits are indeed Haizaki and the bad guy!If it hadn't been for the one they bumped into, nothing would have happened to me at all.

In the end, it was Haizaki who helped me back that night—this guy wanted to carry me on his back.

How could it be possible for him to carry it on his back!Wasn't that dark history on Friday night enough? !

It's really... easy to memorize, recently——First, the lipstick buying incident with Midorima Shintaro, then the awkward excuse was punctured by Haizaki, and then I hurt my waist at the bad man.

It's too far back!Unfortunate things happen so often.

This was unprecedented, which made me wonder if I had a conflict with Diguang, or it was just because of the Generation of Miracles-after all, I didn't get along with them.

When I left home this morning, Haizaki was waiting for me downstairs at my house as usual.

This time he finally changed into a sweater, instead of sneezing while standing in the cold wind with only a short-sleeved coat under his coat like last time.

"Tsk tsk, Guangshu, is your waist healed? Do you want me to carry you?"

Adjusting my glasses, I punched Haizaki on the top of the head—it’s okay if I don’t talk about it, but I’m very annoyed when I talk about it.This kind of black history is absolutely forbidden to be mentioned again!As for the stalk of backing people, damn Haizaki, do you dare to say try it once? !

Seeing Haizaki walking beside him with a packed bag on his head made me feel much better.

"Why don't you be so stingy...Guangshu~"

Adjusting my glasses, I said, "It's just asking for it, Xiangwu."

This reminds me of Huizaki's teasing of the unscrupulous uncle when he gave him a gift—if Haizaki dared to make such a naughty joke with me, I would definitely beat him until he couldn't even get up.

When I entered Diguang, I felt something was wrong intuitively—it should be said that I had this feeling when I was approaching Diguang.

I always feel that there are people around me looking at us. It was not so obvious when we were at the school gate, but when we got inside the school, we always felt that those eyes were shot straight at us like cold arrows, making us feel uncomfortable all over.

Moreover, most of the sources of sight are girls, and a small part are boys.

Adjusting my glasses, I felt a little strange—although walking with Haizaki usually attracts people's attention, but it's not to the extent it is today.Moreover, I always feel that the meaning contained in the eyes has changed, from fear to curiosity, and there are still some things that I can't see clearly.

More importantly, the faces of those girls are basically all red-are they all shy?How can it be.

Adjusting my glasses, I said to Haizaki: "Shogo, don't you think the current situation is very strange?"

"Ah... what a hassle..."

Obviously, Haizaki also noticed this.Then, he scanned the surroundings with the despised eyes of a bad boy.Those stinging sights disappeared a lot after Haizaki's large-scale sweep, but there were still people watching furtively.

So...what the hell is going on with this group of people today?Are you not afraid of being beaten?

Back in the classroom, the stares were even more blatant—basically they all came from the girls in the class.

Adjusting my glasses, I felt very uncomfortable.

Just when I was about to find someone to ask the reason, Heizi Tetsuya's calm voice came from behind me.

"Morning, Mr. Jiangqi."

"Morning, Heizi."

"Mr. Jiangqi wants to know the reason? About those lines of sight."

Adjusting my glasses, I turned around and looked at Kuroko Tetsuya—he must know something.

"Don't be tricky, just say it."

This guy Hei Zizhe is really evil, he has not spoken for so long, he is obviously trying to whet my appetite.I squinted my eyes, and when I was about to use unconventional means to get Hei Zitetsu to speak, he suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Jiangqi, have a cup of vanilla milkshake, and I will tell you why."

"...what?"

Just how much does this guy love vanilla milkshakes?It's clearly something that girls like, okay? !

"That... Lord Jiangqi."

Just when I was about to complain about Kuroko Tetsuya's weird hobby, a female voice suddenly came from beside me—it was Yuriko Iijima.

Adjusting my glasses, I asked, "What's the matter? Iijima-san."

If I remember correctly, Yuriko Iijima also had a part in those sights just now.She seemed to be pushed out, hesitating when speaking, her eyes dodged, and her face was very red.

Afraid she didn't hear clearly, I repeated it again.

"Is something wrong?"

When a girl is immersed in her own world, she will ignore the words of others and have to repeat it several times before she can hear it. This is what Sadaharu told me.Looking back now, it was really embarrassing.

"That... Mr. Jiangqi..."

Then, Yuriko Iijima opened the magazine she had been holding in front of me, and pointed to the pictures on it.

"I want to know... is this you and Haizaki-kun?"

Looking at where her finger was pointing at, I didn't know what to do for a moment to respond well, and the movement to adjust my glasses stopped halfway—damn it!Which bastard took this photo! ! ! ! ! !

In fact, even if Yuriko Iijima didn’t point it out, I could still see those pictures at a glance—they completely took up the entire page, okay? ! ! !

The content of the picture is when Haizaki checked me - no wonder Haizaki said that someone was watching us at that time, it was all taken! ! !

And what the hell is the title! ——Anecdotes between beautiful men?Tokyo night?

What is this all about? !

The content of these pictures is something that I have been trying to hypnotize myself to forget these days - pretending to be sprained and being carried all the way back by Huizaki, and then being punctured, this is definitely black history.

But... why are these things appearing in magazines? !

Moreover, Pretty Boys, this kind of name tells you that it is not a serious magazine, okay? !

When I came back to my senses, I had already stood up, holding the thin magazine tightly in my hand, and the few pages had been crumpled by my hands.

Taking a deep breath, I adjusted my glasses and said to Yuriko, "Sorry, I broke your magazine, and I will compensate you."

"Ha... ha... It's okay, Mr. Jiang Qi, there is no need for compensation."

Iijima Yuriko seemed to want to laugh, but she couldn't. In the end, she turned into a bitter haha, which was a bit funny.

Iijima Yuriko didn't continue to ask me about the protagonist of the magazine, but—seeing my big reaction, I guess I already know the answer.

Moreover, these photos are very clear. Although they were taken at night, it feels like a filter has been added to add a soft light effect. From an objective point of view, these photos are indeed excellent. The photo, provided that the protagonists in it are not me and Haizaki.

"Things are what you see, Mr. Jiangqi."

Adjusting my glasses, I could clearly see regret in Kuroko Tetsuya's eyes—isn't it just a cup of vanilla milkshake, what is there to regret.

Although this is the reason, it's just a few pictures, and the reactions of those people are a bit weird... Sure enough, I still don't understand what these girls are thinking, and this is what Sadaharu keeps complaining about me——no Understand the girl's mind.

With a sigh, I sat back in my seat, took out my textbooks and prepared for class.The ears automatically filtered out the unknown and unfamiliar words that kept coming from the group of girls, and he wanted to put all his mind on the textbook.

Obviously, I failed - I couldn't concentrate at all, the group of girls was too loud.

I have never looked forward to the arrival of the bald Chinese teacher like this moment, even though the Chinese class is really boring.

There is a physical education class in the afternoon, and I have to go to the monitor to ask for a good vacation first--the waist is twisted, so I can't exercise vigorously.

After filling in the leave slip with this reason, I handed it back to the monitor.Then...she looked at me with a very strange look in her eyes, but I noticed it.

...fuck you think I want this? !If it weren't for Haizaki and the bad guy, would I be so miserable? !

Sure enough, I've been really sad lately.