[Tutorial] Reverse growth of ten centimeters

In the days that followed, we shuttled back and forth between "going to school - leaving school" and "home - school - reception room".

In the end, I still didn't join any clubs including the Disciplinary Committee.

It's not that I'm being hypocritical, the committee will still be associated with fighting after all, I'd rather not join if the risk is too high, and I don't think I can use force to join the committee if I'm slack in fighting power.

Of course, I immediately regretted it on the day I tore up the application form. I suddenly remembered that Hibari Kyouya was a violent person. Thought he would be angry.

Surprisingly, Hibari Kyouya seemed to have expected my reaction a long time ago. He waved casually, and Tetsuya Kusakabe, who had been standing by for a while, immediately understood, bang—the next second, a stack of feet Paper ten centimeters thick was placed in a corner of the desk—all application forms!

Hibari Kyouya just leaned on the back of the chair and looked at me with a half-smile.

I feel like I'm being played.

But after all, I failed to become the homecoming department.

Because every time I go home, I have to wait for him to be with me. It’s not that I don’t want to go shopping and buy some small things like ordinary girls. I’m familiar with the surrounding environment. I can’t go back, I don’t know the way when there is no one, and the people around me are either not available or not familiar with me. I also mentioned it to Hibari Kyouya, for example, to find someone to show me the way, but someone said, “The ingredients for dinner must be provided by me.” It was stopped on the grounds of "selection", and I was too embarrassed to ask him for money. I had nowhere to go, so I had to wander to the reception room and wait for him to finish.

But it's still boring. Fortunately, there is a computer in the reception room, and I used it after getting permission from Hibari Kyouya.When I turned on the computer, I paid special attention to the desktop. A long time ago, when I first came into contact with this computer, the stupid penguin icon of a certain software I downloaded had disappeared.

I can't tell what it feels like, I just know that there is an empty corner in my heart, and finally I opened the webpage with a normal face.

It's just that my reading ability is still very bad now. No matter what I read, it is very difficult. I often encounter sentences that I can't understand when watching raw meat.

I would like to ask Hibari Kyouya to help explain, but seeing his serious appearance, I can't bear to bother him.

Later, I went there more times, and Kyouya Hibari, who was not used to the presence of other people's breath when I was working, gradually got used to my existence—the previous ten centimeters were too small to count.But I guess it's because I'm so leisurely and carefree but I have to struggle in the pile of documents, someone is out of balance, and the result of the imbalance is that I will also be dragged into the water to accompany him.

Of course I would protest, since the task he gave me was simply to sign and I stopped struggling.

Of course, before that, I was asked to imitate handwriting first.

Only later, the nature changed.

The original task of just writing a few words inexplicably became responsible for marking the occasional Chinese characters in the document with pseudonyms one day, and then reading the document, and sometimes there will be punishment for wrong reading... Later Later, unknowingly, I began to help review documents, and even signed my name without the other party's review.

Well, I know I'm lagging behind.

Until later, everyone got used to it.

At the beginning, the students including the members of the committee were really surprised and horrified, but the more times I got used to it, the more I got used to it.

Time is indeed a good thing.

After quite a long period of running-in, people around me have gradually accepted my existence and started to get to know each other little by little. Although it is still cautious, it is also a kind of progress, isn't it?And after I accidentally learned that I and Hibari Kyouya are not relatives and have no blood relationship at all, and we will not be as brutal and violent as him, our attitude has changed 180 degrees, and then eased up, and we can talk to each other normally instead of talking anymore. From time to time, I would be surprised and die at any time, and they began to treat me as an ordinary person, but because of the existence of the surname "Skylark", there is a bit of a gap, I should be content, this is already very good, isn't it?

The classroom is no longer just playing breath-holding games, they can even talk and laugh loudly.

Except sometimes, of course.

"Hush—the chairman is here!!!" Someone suddenly called out, and everyone immediately dispersed and returned to their respective seats to sit down, bowing their heads and straightening their backs, all of them looking like obedient babies.The movements are neat and tidy without procrastination, and the panic is not messy, as if it has been staged countless times.

Everyone held their breath.

outside the window.

The chairman of the committee walked over without squinting.

The chairman stopped.

The chairman continued on.

Just like the god of death crossing the border, the place where he passes is dead silent, and everyone is only focusing on this at this moment, and no one wants to be taken away by this cruel god.

Nonsense, if you are taken away, you will die.

Although this striker has always been very sensible-if you save your breath afterwards and help call an ambulance, that's fine.

Until the black-haired boy walked to the end of the corridor and disappeared completely, all the staff breathed a sigh of relief, at least once a day, without interruption.

"Speaking of which, there is one thing I've always wanted to ask. Since Qiqi and the chairman are not related by blood, why do they have the same surname? Qiqi has a good relationship with the chairman, right?" A girl at the next table suddenly appeared Such a sentence.

I don't know how to answer.

Because I don't know what relationship I have with him now.

Adopt and be adopted?

Although it seems to be similar, but in this way, how to calculate seniority?Because he was the only one who came forward to testify. I have never met any of his other relatives, let alone heard him mention a single word. He has been alone since I met him.

If there are no other elders, then it is...

--dad?

"Pfft—" Imagine that scene... I'm sorry I couldn't help it.

According to the size of his birthday on his identity, I seem to call him brother...

Absolutely not!

"It can't be husband and wife?" The girl joked.

"!!!" I was frightened by this term and didn't find it funny at all.

Thinking about it carefully, my adaptability is pretty good. I live like an ordinary junior high school student, worrying about my poor schoolwork, and occasionally struggling with trivial things in life, such as someone's childish picky eating, because so-and-so deliberately troubled and angry...

Living peacefully, everything that is true or false, I almost forget that I was originally just a time traveler who can catch a few in a random book, and I was originally an adult.I am trying to put aside the past and forget the past, and usher in a new life.

I told myself that this is actually very good, but occasionally when I recall certain episodes, I will be bored in the bed until I am sweating, and then I get up and take a shower again, and then I go back to sleep honestly.

But today it's a little different.

I walked out of the bathroom with bare feet on the slightly cool wooden floor, the tip of my hair was still dripping water, I grabbed both ends of the towel hanging around my neck and wiped my hair while walking out, when I looked up, I saw yellowish hair. Under the night light, a familiar figure was lying on my bed, completely unaware that he was occupying other people's belongings—although these were all provided by him.

I sighed involuntarily.

Yes, everything is his.

Everything is given by him.

Identity, residence, education, food and clothing... everything I have now.

After all, this fate, if he hadn't appeared in time at the beginning...

What else is really mine?

"What are you doing here?" I rubbed my hair vigorously with a towel, and turned around to look for a hair dryer in the room—anyway, he is here now, and I don't have to worry about the loud wind in the middle of the night and the silence that will disturb him.

He answered irrelevantly: "Are you crying?"

My hands kept moving: "No."

"You're crying." He said this time with complete certainty.

Inexplicably, an unknown fire suddenly burst into my heart.

I held back my anger and didn't look back: "No."

"Ah."

It was this fluttering chuckle that completely tore my sanity and nerves apart, and I felt personally challenged.

"Don't laugh!' I shook my wet hair and rushed over, regardless of my own fighting strength, I rushed forward. Originally, he could dodge completely, but he didn't dodge or dodge, so I took it for granted. Then, in my unclear vision, I saw him open his hands.

So the posture of the two of us became a little subtle.

In the eyes of others, it is like hugging, intimate.

There are only two thin layers of fabric between each other, feeling each other's temperature, each other's breath, each other's heartbeat, blending with each other,

Incredibly clear.

Under the faint night light, I can clearly see his eyes in the dark, black and bright, with a kind of magical power, which seems to be luring me.

"Let go, let go."

The atmosphere suddenly became weird, I turned my head and tried to break free from his control uncomfortably, even throwing aside my original purpose.

"Don't talk." He put his hand behind my head, and his lips and teeth touched in a trance, and his breath immediately filled my nasal cavity.

zero distance.

Please forgive my sinking at this moment.

I don't even know! ! !

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