Protect our prophets

It was the first time for them to see the elegant campus princess showing such a look.Even Marui was a little surprised, unconsciously clutching the phone, thoughtful.

Is it too much pressure?

"If Yuko-san also—"

"Isn't there monitoring outside?" Matsumoto said lightly, "I'm safe here."

The other party was speechless.

"Besides, as I said, I want to stay quietly for a while, please." Her voice softened again, and she was returning to her usual state.

"Okay, okay, sorry to bother you..."

After the last boy was also chased away by Matsumoto Yuko, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to close the classroom door, then walked back quietly, sat on the piano bench, staring at the open piano score in a daze.

This may be a rare time for Ms. Matsumoto to be self-willed, and no one came to bother her again.

let's go.Marui gave Songxue a look.

It doesn't make sense for them to stay any longer.The two quietly returned the same way and came out of the corridor.

Songxue took advantage of the opportunity to check the cameras on both sides of the corridor. The red light was on, indicating that it was in normal operation. From the perspective of the camera, the coverage was also very comprehensive.

There was nothing wrong with that—no murderer in his right mind would pick a place like this.

Marui nodded in approval, but was still a little puzzled: "But, she is too confident, right? I thought most people would be more afraid of death."

"This can't be called self-confidence, can it?"

"Isn't it like this in detective novels? People who still don't take it seriously after a murder will always become the next victim..."

"Oh, Matsumoto may not be a reader of detective works." Songxue replied.

"Really?" He smiled dryly, then continued after a pause, "However, at least I don't think the murderer would be so blatant, so... it shouldn't be her, right?"

Songxue looked over thoughtfully: "Why do you hope that she is not the murderer now?"

"Of course I hope, my genius' vision can't be so bad." Marui said with deep sorrow.

"I wish," she said.

The sound of the piano never sounded, and the entire floor was as quiet as if isolated from the world.

Marui only knew that Matsumoto Yuko had the habit of practicing the piano, but he didn't know so clearly about other things.Looking at it today, she is obviously in a bad mood, maybe it will end early, but she may also make up her mind to sit until the end of time.

They can only wait.

He sat on the banister of the stairs dangling his legs boredly, occasionally checked the time, and then continued to fiddle with his mobile phone.

Songxue was not as unrestrained as him, sitting on the stairs, took out the best-selling book "Werewolf Game" that can be seen everywhere.

"Oh, this." Marui glanced at the cover, "Are you a book fan too?"

Songxue shook her head: "Let's see."

Just because so many people admired it so much, she decided to buy it and watch it, but she still can't come to a conclusion.

"Then you have to be careful." He grinned suddenly and blinked his eyes slyly, "If you have a bad evaluation, don't say it casually."

"Oh, do you have so many fans?"

"It's quite scary." Marui said seriously, "Generally speaking, when publishers launch such titles of talented and beautiful girl writers, they usually do so to attract otaku fans, but there are also many female fans of Akina Hakuya... ...strange, isn't it?"

Songxue opened the pages of the book and said casually: "If there are no photos and real information, who knows whether the author behind it is a beautiful girl or a beautiful boy, whether it is old or young, maybe it is an artificial intelligence."

She began to look down.

——"It's dawn, please open your eyes."

……

Songxue was taken aback, and suddenly closed the book.

Not long after Marui turned his eyes back to his mobile phone, he was interrupted by her movement again, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You watched so quickly?"

She replied: "One eye and ten lines is one of the necessary abilities for every detective."

"Uh," he scratched his hair, "and then?"

"The main character is a seer who dies at the beginning."

"..." Marui was also stunned, and said, "The protagonist died at the beginning, how will it develop after that?"

Songxue held her chin: "To be precise, the first night was Christmas Eve. She was saved by the guards, or by the witch."

"Isn't that very dangerous?" Marui saw that she had played Werewolf before, and said excitedly, "She survived the first night, and the Werewolf must know that her identity is not simple."

Songxue sighed: "Prophet is always the target of fire, it's not just 'very dangerous'."

Marui still didn't quite understand, but she didn't intend to continue posting her reflections, and hurriedly stuffed the half-read novel back into her schoolbag, and stood up again.

He turned around and found that Matsumoto Yuko was coming out of the music classroom, and quickly slid off the handrail, shouting: "Yuko!"

The brown-haired girl looked back, slightly surprised: "Taijun Wen? You...why are you here?"

"We're waiting for you, didn't we bother you?" Marui spoke briskly, raised his index and middle fingers, and shook them at her.

Matsumoto's mood had already stabilized, and he shook his head amiably: "So you came to find me on purpose? Today is not going well, so I kept you waiting. I'm really sorry, Matsuxue."

She offered to buy them drinks at a popular coffee shop outside the school.

When passing by last time, Songxue noticed that Marui was very interested in staring at the signature ice cream of that store, but this time, he just stopped in place and didn't follow immediately. He looked at Matsumoto, then at her, with a face Lu hesitated.

"Aren't you coming?" Songxue asked.

"I think, uh," he coughed dryly, "if you girls want to chat alone... I won't go."

A bit of surprise flashed in Matsumoto's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "It's nothing to do with me, where is Songxue?"

Songxue didn't feel that this was something that needed to be discussed, and was about to say that it didn't matter, but after a second thought, she quickly came up with an idea: "That's just right, Marui-kun, go and do me a favor."

"What?" Marui reacted quickly, even looking impatient.

She didn't answer directly, but just raised the phone and shook it, then turned to look at Matsumoto: "Then please trouble Miss Yuko."

Marui was startled, picked up the phone, clicked on the e-mail, and then fell into deep thought.

Perhaps it was unexpected that Fumta Marui was dismissed so easily. For her, this was the first time. Matsumoto was a little caught off guard and was at a loss for a moment.

But soon, she smiled and said, "You don't have to be so polite."

……

"It's about Ayanokouji Rie, right?"

Matsumoto Yuko ordered a cup of black coffee without adding anything, and let the milk and sugar be on hand, without looking at it, she picked it up and took a sip without frowning.

Songxue was not so harsh on herself. After thanking the other party for her kindness, she poured syrup on her chocolate balls in a calm manner, and answered in a wrong way: "When you are uncomfortable, sweets are a better pastime. .”

Matsumoto put down the coffee cup and looked at her, but there was no answer, his eyes were still gentle and gentle, as if he was saying that he couldn't help himself.

"Wen Taijun had some complaints against you before," she turned to mention the episode in the cafeteria that day, "If it's because of me, I'm sorry."

"It's just a misunderstanding." Matsuyuki smiled and replied, "He just cares too much about Minister Yukimura."

"Oh, is it because of Seiki?" Matsumoto paused, gently stroking the mouth of the coffee cup with his unretracted fingertips, his eyelashes drooping, unable to see his expression clearly.

Songxue noticed that her address became a little more intimate at this time.

"The relationship between the main players in their tennis club is really good," she said.

"Yes." Matsumoto sighed softly, "It's enviable, if I also..."

"Aren't you and Kawahara very good friends?" Songxue asked directly.

"Of course we are friends." She said gently, "But friends are very different from friends."

"The friendship between boys and girls is different," Songxue said briskly, "at least, your relationship is closer, and they trust you and obey you unconditionally, isn't it great?"

Matsumoto didn't answer, and her hand trembled slightly, but it was not obvious because it was almost blocked by the coffee cup.

"A friend like this..." she murmured, swallowing the rest of the words.

After a while, she seemed to regain her senses, poured a little milk into the coffee cup, picked up a spoon and stirred it slowly, and her thoughts were also dispersed along with the milk, and mixed into the dark brown liquid.

"I'm different from you," Matsumoto's tone became gentler, but also more determined, "Matsuyuki, there are some things that I can't do if I want to change. For example, I never want to have so much trouble with Rie Ayanokoji Stiff, but I don't want to lose to her, so I am willing to fight with her..."

Once you have a beginning, it becomes much easier to follow through.

Songxue quietly listened to Matsumoto's story about their past.Only when Yukimura was mentioned, her expression became a little unnatural, but she didn't waver much.

"We all envy you, Matsuyuki-san... Yukimura-kun has never had such a good impression of other girls, but this is another matter." She looked at her pleadingly.

"Please be sure to find the murderer and prove that we are all innocent."

Songxue didn't answer right away.She met Matsumoto's eyes and stared at it for a while: "Do you want to find the murderer more, or simply get rid of the suspicion?"

"What do you mean?" She was a little puzzled, "Isn't it the same?"

"I mean, even if you are not the murderer, you may have to bear..." She said slowly, "Where is part of the responsibility for Rie Ayanokouji's death?"