[Classroom] My neighbor is a sick girl

"What's the matter, with such a surprised expression, is it a strange thing for me to sit in this classroom?"

The red-haired boy who had finished the test paper on the table put down the pen in his hand, crossed his legs lazily, and turned his head to look at the student who had been staring at him with a "stunned" expression since he entered the classroom and sat in this seat. He looks at the brunette boy.

"Forehead……"

Tsukasa Kawasaki withdrew his sluggish expression, looked at Akabane subtly, and shook his head stiffly from side to side.

"It's not so strange that you are sitting in this classroom, it's more unbelievable that you are a third-year student..."

"Actually, Ye, I always thought you were a second-year middle school student..."

After all, no matter from which angle you look at it, the identity of a second-year middle school student is an incomparable match for you...

Of course, Tsukasa Kawasaki didn't dare to say the last sentence in his heart. After all, the red-haired boy looked harmless on the surface, but secretly had more ghost ideas than anyone else.

Offending no one can offend a person whose middle school temperament has penetrated into his bones. This is a truth that Tsukasa Kawasaki and Akabane got along with for a few days.

The students around who were still writing quickly couldn't hold back after hearing what Kawasaki said, and buried their faces under the desks and secretly laughed. Yes agree.

There was still a faint smile on the corner of Akabane's mouth, and it was very pleasing to the eye with the good appearance of the copy, but at this time Kawasaki Tsukasa saw such Akabane as inexplicably felt a chill down his back.

"Speaking of which, did you forget one thing?"

Akabane Ye's voice was deliberately lowered, sounding malicious.

"What?"

Kawasaki Tsukasa looked at him blankly.

"Now it's an exam, and it's probably only about ten minutes before the end of get out of class."

Akabane pointed to the blank test paper on Kawasaki Kawasaki's desk without even writing his name on it, and smiled gloatingly.

"I heard from Mr. Kawasaki that science is your shortcoming, but I don't know if you can solve the history of liberal arts that you are good at in 10 minutes."

"...!!!"

Tsukasa Kawasaki's facial expression froze for a few seconds, and then he frantically searched for a useful fountain pen in the desk like a robot with disordered data, and then fell asleep in the examination room like a college entrance examination, and woke up to find that he was far away from handing in the paper. Candidates with only 10 minutes started to write quickly on the blank test paper.

"The change of the Honnoji Temple is in..."

Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Akechi Mitsuhide, Tokugawa Ieyasu...

Famous figures in history kept spinning and spinning in the vortex of their mind one after another, and when a certain yellow octopus hit the board on the podium and made a rhythmic "twisting" sound, Kawasaki Kawasaki almost didn't let himself go. Also spared into that whirlpool.

As a teacher, don't you know that you need a quiet environment during the exam?

Kawasaki looked at Katsura Kogoro who mistakenly filled in the answer sheet as Katsura Kotaro, and almost went crazy.

Then Mr. Huang in the front finally stopped after being blamed by a female student, and a certain Terasaka Ryoma on the right who was only one character away from Sakamoto Ryoma started teasing the red-haired boy on his left again, but it turned out that it was not himself who was seductive. It was picked up by the red-haired boy.

Ah, I really want to throw them out one by two and run a hundred laps around the playground.

Kawasaki looked at the Echizen Ryoma he filled in the blank space of the test paper, with a look of lovelessness.

Of course, when Teacher Huang noticed the noise here, he stopped in time. Kawasaki, who thought he finally had a quiet exam environment, saw the red-haired boy sitting on the right hand out of the desk in a second. Handmade ice cream!

Is there a freezer hidden in his desk? In this weather, the ice cream doesn't even melt in the desk?Where did he get his Italian artisan ice cream?That ice cream looks delicious...

Tsukasa Kawasaki unconsciously took a sip of saliva, staring longingly at the well-preserved Italian handmade ice cream in Akabane's hand.

I want to eat……

Naturally, Tsukasa Kawasaki didn't know that this ice cream was an important prop used by Akabane to assassinate Mr. Huang. After he gave Mr. Huang a test paper that should be a perfect score, he walked out of the classroom confidently as if he had washed his hair with Rejoice At the time, Kawasaki Tsukasa was still wondering when was the last time he tasted Italian handmade ice cream.

And the Italian handmade ice cream that Kawasaki Tsukasa misses very much ended up being stuck by Akabane on the clothes of Mr. Huang who came to protect the food. He looked at Akabane with regretful eyes.

If I had known this earlier, I might as well have snatched the ice cream from his hand.

Tsukasa Kawasaki still failed to complete the test paper of the history quiz. When he was hesitating whether to fill in Takasugi Shinsuke or Takasugi Shinsaku, the get out of class bell rang.

After such a big fall in the liberal arts, which he was good at, Kawasaki seemed very disappointed.

But then the red-haired boy who went home with him offered to buy him juice, which cheered him up again, although he was very baffled by the red-haired boy's seemingly good mood.

On the road, I happened to meet a blue-haired beautiful girl from the same class who was surrounded by two idiots. She seemed to be Nagisa Asada. The coke bottle that was not finished in his hand smashed on the pillar that one of the idiots was leaning against, and then used his usual threatening tone to scare the crap out of the two idiots, and ran away.

I didn't expect this guy to have a day when a hero saves the beauty...

Tsukasa Kawasaki sucked the orange juice in his hand, and looked ahead with some subtlety, and seemed to be enjoying the conversation between the red-haired boy and the blue-haired girl.

"You seem to know Asada-san?"

After separating from the blue-haired girl, Tsukasa Kawasaki asked the question in his heart. He didn't think that such a strange character of Karma could chat with someone he didn't know well for such a long time.

"Ah, from the previous class."

Ye seemed to be in a good mood, and his tone seemed much lighter.

"I just heard that you guys were discussing how to deal with Mr. Huang. Did you think of a good way to assassinate him?"

Tsukasa Kawasaki casually sipped the little orange juice left in the paper cup, probably due to the relatively abundant supply of sweets recently, and he was always a little bit less interested in the assassination of Teacher Huang.

"Well, be it, I promise to give him a big surprise tomorrow."

Having said that, Ye suddenly stopped, and Si, who had already walked a few steps forward, looked back at him suspiciously.

"Hey, Si, I'm actually looking forward to it..."

In the evening, the golden-red sunset rendered the sky rich and colorful, and the afterglow of the overly bright sunset sprinkled on the boy's somewhat long bangs, adding a bit of inexplicable strong color to the original bright red hair color, in the interweaving of gold and red Underneath, the boy's originally handsome facial features looked distorted.

"Giving such a dedicated teacher to..."

The afterglow gradually faded, and most of the boy's face was covered by the shadow cast by the bangs on his forehead. Standing opposite him, Tsukasa Kawasaki could only see the boy's pale lips slowly opening and closing under the setting sun.

"Kill it."

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