[Comprehensive] gift to you

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Sunday.

Compared to yesterday afternoon, Otoyu may be a little busier today - he has to catch up with his homework, and he has to find time to go to the orphanage and see the experimental subjects.

——It was only last night that Otoyu got the news that he could visit and learn how to contact the experimental subjects outside.

Today's Heroic Spirit is Emiya Shirou—a guy who has a good relationship with Chaldea and has a good temper.

Basically, after Otoyu woke up, he said, "If you go out, I will be reincarnated and weaken the sense of existence. If there is anything, I will be on call." It is very considerate.

However, in the room of Otoha, who can be visualized, he still enthusiastically began to pack the plush toys for Otoha.

The dolls, either soft or ugly, are arranged neatly, and the black eyes that look at them uniformly are a bit piercing. It's not as warm as before when they were piled up randomly, big and small.

Otoha: ...

Emiya: ...This is a little different from what I thought.

The white-haired Heroic Spirit coughed lightly, and turned his attention to Otoha's paper: "Do you need help?"

At any rate, he has been exposed to modern society, and he has also studied well.

"I can do it," Yiyu blinked, and pulled out a math paper, "If you don't mind, help me with the multiple choice questions?"

"Ah good."

After a while—

Emiya: "...This question is C, right?"

Otoyu tilted his head and glanced over: "It's D—this one needs to be eliminated."

"...Where is the center of gravity??"

"The intersection point of the three heights of a triangle."

……

Wei Gong, who felt that he had almost forgotten the knowledge of junior high school, suddenly fell into self-doubt while holding the paper.

After finishing the paper in his hand, Otoyu turned his head to look at the paper in Wei Gong's hand, only to realize that it was a mock paper for him to participate in the competition by the teacher.

The young man took the paper from Wei Gong's hand silently, and then pulled Zhang Guowen's paper to Yingling: "The math homework has been done, you can read this."

"Ah good……"

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Shuikoulianren is a newly registered child in the orphanage.

Because of his father's domestic violence, his mother died in a beating. After enduring it for several years, he escaped alone. He was seen by the dean sitting at the entrance of the orphanage. After talking with him, he became an "orphan". — Actually, it’s just a temporary residence.

If his father wanted to find someone, he wouldn't be able to hide for long.

He was sitting on the swing far away, watching other children cheering and surrounding the black-haired boy who had just entered the door, the chirping and chattering noise was annoying.

"Brother Otowa" - this is the phrase they yell the most.

This boy is called Otoha.

The boy glanced at the teenager who was forced to hang several children on his body and smiled wryly because of the headache, and looked away disinterestedly.

The freshness and cleanliness unique to this age is undoubtedly reflected in the young man, as if even his smile has a slight soda smell, which makes people feel numb in summer.

"OK OK--"

The boy's voice is nice, with a cool and cool feeling - but because the tone is too soft, it doesn't make people feel inaccessible.

"I want to chat with the dean, and I'll play with you later." After lifting several children high, the boy tore off the koalas on his body.

The children were making a lot of noise, and the noise made Shuikoulian a little irritable.

They don't flock together and don't fit in.

No sweet smile, out of place.

Not coquettish, out of place.

He is an outlier in this orphanage.

The child's fingers couldn't help but twist, and some scars on his hands were exposed - he quickly tugged on his sleeves, pulling the long sleeves until they completely covered his hands before he stopped.

He raised his eyes to see the noisy entrance of the orphanage—

The boy who was also having a headache from being quarreled by the little guys caught Mizuguchi's eyes.

The person named "Otoha" smiled at him.

Mizuguchi turned his head subconsciously to avoid this smile, and when he sneaked a look again, the boy had already coaxed the children and entered the house without hindrance.

"……what."

In fact, he didn't quite understand what he wanted to complain about, but Mizukoulian murmured in a low voice.

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"Where did you get the money you donated?" The old man shook the thank-you letter with a slight smile, and handed it to the "good-hearted person" with his own hands.

There was no accusation or doubt in his words, he was just asking casually.

"I've already started working." Otoyu raised his hand to accept the thank-you letter. The old man's neat handwriting was the same as before. The first thank you was formulaic, and the latter turned into an inexplicably intimate complaint.

The boy looked at it and couldn't help laughing.

The dean shook his head: "Someone in Xiaye has already come to contact him. If you send this child away when the time comes, all of you will be gone."

"How's his personality?" Otoha folded the letter and stuffed it into his pocket.

"I have so many contacts," the old man boasted unceremoniously, "Isn't it easy to find a tutor?"

"Yes yes yes," Yi Yu sat beside the dean, his brows and eyes stretched, "Of course you can rest assured to leave it to the dean."

To be honest, he didn't know much about the dean's connections, but out of trust, he didn't ask too many questions.

"The one sitting on the swing is a newcomer?" Otoha changed the subject, "It doesn't look like he's integrated into the group yet."

"After all, no one pulls people into the group like you did back then. It's normal for children to subconsciously exclude someone because they are different." The old man, who has seen too many children's small thoughts, is not worried, "It will be fine after a while. , everyone's heart is not bad - isn't there still a teacher here? "

Yiyu gave a wry smile, and chatted with the dean about homework before going out to play with the children—in fact, it was just a one-sided show of skills.

The shiny candy wrappers fluttered in the young man's hands, and the small square was folded into a small transparent fox under the young man's careful movements and meticulous spiritual micro-manipulation.

The girl whose cheeks were puffed up because of the sugar in her mouth widened her eyes and tried hard to watch the boy's quick movements. When she saw Otoha handing the little fox to her, she smiled so much that her eyes almost crescented.

Otoha casually smoked candy from a child whose name he didn't remember very much, and the children were also very good, and they wouldn't clamor and raise their hands for a chance after being drawn, but just stared at Origami Origami's movements with wide eyes.

The candy in the pocket is quickly consumed.

"It's almost time..." Yiyu looked up at the sky, it was about two or three o'clock.

Still have time to meet up.

He distributed the rest of the candy to the children who hadn't been drawn—not enough as expected, but the canteen aunt's biscuit avoided the embarrassing situation in time.

"Do you want to stay and have a meal?" The woman asked while handing out biscuits.

"No." Otoyu shook his head, he reached out to pick up two bags of biscuits, thought for a moment, and took the third bag.

The woman with her back to Otoha pretended not to notice the boy's little tricks, but the children who were facing him saw it. They were debating whether to file an honest complaint or be an "accomplice", and finally chose the latter decisively.

After all, most people have received "bribery".

Otoha gestured for silence, and the children covered their mouths politely—some even reached out to cover the mouths of their bewildered companions—and nodded solemnly, expressing absolute secrecy.

The woman almost laughed.

Otoha nodded to the children, turned around and walked towards the boy who was sitting on the chair in a daze.

Yiyu handed over the biscuit in his hand: "Here, your share."

The boy froze for a moment, raised his hands tightly covered by his sleeves, and caught the biscuit that the boy handed over.

He was silent for a moment, and thanked dryly.

"You're welcome." The boy laughed, and raised his hand to touch the boy's head—the force was so light that it felt like the wind was blowing, and he almost didn't feel it.

Mizuguchi looked blankly at the boy who had left the orphanage, raised his hand to touch the top of his head that had just been touched, his sleeves slipped down because of the raised hand, revealing slightly scarred fingers.

"What is this man here for..." He muttered in confusion.

The author has something to say: Otoha donated all the orphanages in Japan, but the amount of money is different, and those orphanages that are more difficult donate more.

It stands to reason that the conditions of the orphanage he was in were very good, so he couldn’t get a lot of donations—but Otoha is partial (x

(This heart is too bright and above board

As for biscuits, one bag is for myself, one bag is for Shuikou who will not take the initiative to ask for it, and one bag is for Wei Gong who accompanied me all the way.

Emiya: (Suddenly moved x

Shuikou (with a puzzled face): What exactly is this person here for?

Otoha, who calmly gave a magic that restores a certain amount of HP every once in a while, smiled and said nothing.

This kid thought how many adults he could hide from his acting skills (.

By the way, about some people suggesting an update...

Don't ask, if you want to ask, there are too many homework for the third year of senior high school, you really want to update Come to my school to find my teacher's theory (x)

If anyone mentions or hints about updates, go out by yourself. Do you understand that there can be no reminders for the power generation for love (?) I feel that I should work so hard for this article to update it every three days. (.