[Tutor] When I say I like you

"It's coming! It's coming! Qihai, stop for a while—" Ganga pulled me back with all her strength, and barely stopped at a corner.

"That's right," I let go of him, and tidied up my bangs and sideburns, "There seems to be a grooming check at the school gate or something?"

"...not just the appearance check, but also the very scary discipline check!" A Gang changed his serious and terrified warning face, "It will be very miserable if you are caught in the wrong place, but fortunately it is not too late now, it should be normal go in."

I nodded, and still had an impression of a group of weird airplane heads at the gate of Bingsheng Middle School.

"Have you finished your breakfast?" I noticed that Ah Gang hadn't bitten the toast.

"Looks like I got lost on the way," he sighed, and then looked at me sadly. "It's normal to be late, and you'll die if you run like this."

I also sighed, "The words of the devil king are not to be ignored."

"...What about the passing question on the test?"

"I don't know if you have grasped the loopholes in his old man's words. In fact, as long as we fail together, it will be fine."

"Huh? Nanami, are you also the type who failed?"

I rubbed my temples with my index finger, "I also go to school in Italy, a dilapidated middle school with terrible grades, just dawdling."

The boy's big eyes immediately glowed with joy - there was nothing to be happy about at all... Maybe it was the feeling of "finally a fellow Taoist and poor Taoist died together"?

"Let's talk about your homework, your physical fitness and so on. If you can handle one thing, you still have to hurry up and go to class. I probably have to do some odds and ends. I have to do it first. Go to the teacher's room to find the head teacher?" I said, feeling very sad.

A Gang nodded, and then said in a sympathetic tone: "Well... there is one more thing, the class F you went to seems to be a very chaotic class..."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter," I walked forward, and Ah Gang followed, "I'm not an ordinary little girl."

"Speaking of which, Nanami, do you have the identity of a normal person to be a transfer student..."

"Quickly put away your last sentence."

"I'm sorry!" Probably thinking of my abnormal identity, the boy Ah Gang still felt a little sad, "But since Reborn said it's done, don't worry, the head teacher will arrange things like textbooks and uniforms."

Then he stood still, "Qami, you are not wearing a uniform, you have to explain it when you enter the school."

"Your school is really boring."

"Shh - don't speak ill of the school!"

"……sorry?"

"Well, how should I put it?" Gang's expression hinted that he was recalling something that frightened him, "There is a group of people who are the least irritating existence in the school, and that is the discipline committee of Bingsheng Middle School! Feng Ji is actually a terrifying group of thugs, their chairman... is Bing Sheng Qiang Qiang, loves school very much, and has such a personality—”

He was at a loss for words, as if there was something weird and difficult to express.

"Let's talk about it later." I didn't take it seriously. To be honest, in front of Valia, the dark organization of the dark organization, what kind of thing is the disciplinary committee?And based on my understanding of Ah Gang's character, I won't take this to heart.

Of course, the later stories proved that I was really an arrogant and stupid human being.

Sure enough, there was an airplane head standing guard at the school gate, and was urging the students to go in for class quickly. Apart from the weird appearance that obviously violated school discipline, it still looked quite righteous and friendly.When I went in, the nose of the plane stopped me. We communicated normally, and the other party also expressed their welcome to transfer students, so we went in safe and sound.

Ah Gang breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said: "Fortunately, I didn't meet Senior Skylark, he...is not very good at listening to other people's explanations."

"Ah, the chairman of the discipline committee?"

"En! Senior Hibari is a third-year student, only a little older than us, but his strength is extremely terrifying. He is not at the level of a middle school student, but," Ganga paused, "he has a weird temper. He hates gatherings and any violation of discipline. His behavior, the mantra is 'bite and kill', he really can beat people with kidnappers!"

"You seem to want to show that he himself is violating discipline, beating his classmates or something."

A Gang "=口=" said: "Qihai, you are really scary."

"You're easy to guess," I patted Ah Gang on the shoulder, he was a little shorter than me, "violent elements can be found everywhere, beat them when their hands itch, and speak out if they win."

"Then are you?"

"I don't need it," I showed my white teeth and smiled sinisterly, "I have plenty of opportunities to practice."

Ah Gang waved his fist in protest: "Qami! You are here to study hard!"

I shrugged, and suddenly felt a bad feeling, and turned my eyes to the right.

"Gang," I said, "What is the consequence of not keeping the nose of the disciplinary committee? Should newcomers not be kept?"

"Eh? No, they are unified—there is only one person who is not..." A Gang followed my gaze stiffly and looked over.

"That's it, Senior Skylark?" I pulled the corner of my mouth, "You're lucky, watching the scene."

Not far away, a boy with a "discipline" armband on a black uniform jacket was beating someone.

The coat draped over his shoulders raised a graceful arc, the young man's movements were beautiful, concise and smooth, his swinging movements were swift and violent, yet exuded a quiet beauty.

When the unlucky classmate lay on the ground, he put away the weapons in both hands, and turned around—a person more beautiful than his hands, an oriental beauty, black hair and phoenix eyes, with a dull look, a little cold, but The color of ecstasy.

My heart moved slightly.

Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend.

After regaining my senses, I felt baffled. I tried to recall whether I had seen this person before, but I only caught an afterimage... It is not so much an impression as it is a familiar feeling, like a distant relative who met once when I was young. It is impossible to restore the image, but I know that I have seen it, provided that this relative does not change his appearance after so many years.

My memory is good, but it's a little strange. My mind is full of all kinds of fleeting images, none of which are specific, not a story, but long-lasting and profound.

While searching for memory, Ah Gang grabbed my forearm, said in a low voice, "Run quickly", and then led me to trot all the way.

I thought about it, it doesn't matter if I've seen it or not, so I cooperated with him and ran into the teaching building.

I understand the fear of Sawada boy a little bit. The chairman of the discipline committee is indeed a bad guy. It is not a joke if he gets hit, and judging from his skill, the possibility of being hit is very high.

At the separate stairs, Ah Gang pointed out the location of the teacher's room, and said very kindly...he would accompany me.How understanding I am, I understood his ellipsis, and said no, please wait for me to go home after school.He said embarrassingly why it sounded so strange, I thought about it, and said, "Treat me as your sister, come on, call me." A Gang covered her face, "Hurry up, don't be late on the first day .”

So I waved goodbye, I went to the teacher's room, and successfully found the class teacher Shiina who was still waiting for me, followed me into the classroom with a low eyebrow, finished my self-introduction in a proper manner, and walked away amidst the booing sounds of malicious intentions He sat down at the dilapidated desk and chair that looked like it had been pulled out of a warehouse, stuffed the symbolic empty schoolbag into the table bucket, propped his chin and began to stare blankly.

When he was with the old man, he felt that studying was useless, and that it would be good for a girl to do housework well so that her in-laws would not dislike her. By the way, as the daughter of the Qihai family, she had to develop her strength to avoid being bullied.So my attitude towards learning was very distorted since I was a child, not to mention later, in short, I am indeed a vase in terms of education level-it doesn't matter. Face to eat, what am I afraid of.

This class F probably entered the class at the end of the grade. Most of the people sitting in the classroom were playing by themselves, but the attire seemed to be more in line with the student norms... Because of the organization called "Disciplinary Committee"?Maybe.

I was bored and forced myself to survive the morning class, and then everyone went to have lunch.I stayed in the classroom with unspeakable anticipation, and waited until everything that was supposed to go was gone and only a few people were eating bento in the classroom, so I gave up looking for a way to buy food.

Originally thought that the boy Agang would come to call me... Thinking so sadly about the gap between ideal and reality, I carried bread and yoghurt to the roof of the top floor of the teaching building—it is said that young people who can take on important positions like to have dinner at this place, Since you don't come to call me, I will take the initiative to come!

However, after walking around the huge rooftop, no one was found at all, not only the target person, not even ordinary students.I can't help but fall into reflection - am I reading outdated campus novels?Don’t middle school students love rooftops nowadays?

Reflecting, I found a place to sit down, looked at the sky and flowing clouds, and while biting my lunch, I changed my mind to a difficult thinking topic.

After the order in Tokyo, my brother lost contact again. Although I have been used to the situation as if I have no relatives anymore... But he suddenly appeared and entrusted you with a heavy responsibility, making you feel that the scarlet night is just In the most recent and glorious dawn came, and he disappeared once more.

Haven't seen each other for a long time...

I took a sip of yogurt and thought it was not enough. I really wanted to cry when I thought about it.The rooftop of the middle school is indeed a sacred place, where countless teenagers look forward to the future with pride and ambition, and countless girls confess their failures here and leave in tears—there is nothing wrong with it.

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