I'm surviving in a love game

It was still a boring class, and she couldn't open the game panel, otherwise she would just skip this section.

After patiently listening to a few classes, the time passed slowly under the almost tormenting feeling for Xinggong Shiori, and finally it was noon.

Many people opened the door and flocked to the school cafeteria or canteen, and most of the rest who stayed in the classroom brought their own bento, and Shiori Hoshimiya was one of them.Ayatsuji pedestrian belongs to the former, he disappeared in the crowd not long after the bell rang.

Hoshimiya Shiori was standing in the empty corridor holding a bento box.

Should he be walking... left or right?There were so many people just now that she neglected to see clearly. She was annoyed when the girl who spoke to her as an acquaintance earlier poked her shoulder and said in a teasing tone, "Who are you looking for?"

Because she was too immersed in her own thoughts, she didn't notice for a moment that the girl was startled by someone approaching. She trembled, blinked at the girl, and landed on the nameplate on her chest.

"Chiba Pomelo"

Doesn't look like someone important...

"Oh——I see. Are you looking for Ayatsuji Kintou?" She said with a smile, as if she was waiting to see Shiori Hoshimiya panicked when she was told about the central matter.

However, Shiori Xinggong, who has played countless love games, has long been immune to this kind of campus love dungeon, and naturally she will not shyly deny it as Chiba thought, so she just nodded as a matter of course, "Yes .”

"Hmph, I didn't expect to be guessed by me... Ah, what! Don't admit it so directly!"

"But I'm indeed looking for Ayatsuji-san, can Miyu find it for me? Please." Hoshimiya Shiori clasped her hands together, begging piously, this was far beyond Miyu's expectations , the corner of the short-haired girl's mouth twitched.

"Okay, okay, but let's have lunch first."

Hoshimiya Shiori responded, followed her to the classroom, put the two tables together, and took out the lunch box.

"But why do you like Ayatsuji? He is very strange." Meiyou frowned with a piece of tamagoyaki between her hands.

According to Hoshimiya Shiori's experience in playing love games for many years, now is definitely an opportunity to collect information, and she can see the option "whether to get the past of Ayatsuji pedestrians" above Miyu's head.

"Oh, what a strange way, I think he just doesn't like to talk."

"This... I also heard it from relatives. My grandmother used to live in a small town with Ayatsuji's family. At that time, she heard a lot of rumors." She paused here, it should be The rumors were too vicious, she considered her words, and said slowly, "They all say he is a monster... anyone who offends him will die."

After she finished speaking, she felt that the words were mysterious, so she shrugged, "Anyway, I think it's fake, it's just a rumor."

Hoshimiya Shiori's expression was a bit serious, she lowered her voice, "Then do you know what happened to him afterwards?"

"I heard that his parents passed away due to an accident. He seems to be boarding at his uncle's house now." Meiyou swallowed the tamagoyaki in her mouth, pressed her chopsticks to her lips and gave an uncertain answer.

Hoshimiya Shiori silently wrote down the rarely collected information about Ayatsuji pedestrians.

...Everyone who offends him will die. Are you talking about Ayatsuji Xingren's ability "Another"?

The reason why rumors are rumors is that there must be other people adding to them, so she can just listen to them.

"Will you go to the canteen to buy drinks later?"

"I still can't."

Meiyou went to the canteen by herself, but she also promised that she would keep an eye out for Ayatsuji pedestrians on the road.Hoshimiya Shiori, who had just washed her hands from the toilet and was walking in the corridor, suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

"Hey hey—you are really rich, so it doesn't matter if you give us a little money."

"It's disgusting to see a dead face."

Standing in the corridor, she happened to be able to see under the shade of trees at the back of the teaching building, the senior students in twos and threes surrounded the boys of the lower grades by taking advantage of their height.Through the gap between people, she reluctantly witnessed the appearance of the boys surrounded in the middle.

The familiar name lingered on the tip of his tongue and almost blurted out.

Suddenly a voice rushed ahead of her.

"Hey! Fushimi! What are you doing!"

The vigorous and vigorous voice was quite loud because of the excessive excitement of the master, and it sounded like a thunderbolt falling out of thin air.

Hoshimiya Shiori looked at the person coming.

Misaki Hatta didn't care that she was on the second floor, she opened the window and planned to jump down, but Shiori Hoshimiya quickly grabbed her.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa was not all than than than the one of fear or shyness. At the same place, the atmosphere didn't dare to say a word, "Why, why did a girl suddenly appear!"

"This is the second floor, jumping down will definitely hurt you."

"But, but he is my classmate, it would be too disrespectful to see him being blackmailed." Hatta's brain finally recovered from the blankness, and he felt more and more reasonable as he spoke.

Should I say that it is Hatta...too honest.

Hoshimiya Shiori did not answer directly, but let go of her hand, and when Hatta breathed a sigh of relief calmly, she heard her say, "I have already taken the photo, if you don't want to be caught by the teacher, call your parents If you do, please stop."

As if to prove the credibility of her words, she even turned the phone screen over and shook it at several senior students.

"Tch, don't think that calling the teacher is of any use." While saying harsh words, they still left the scene quickly, lest Hoshimiya Shiori would call the teacher to catch him as she said.

Fushimi stayed where he was, with his head half down, and his slightly long hair covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Hatta didn't expect Shiori Xinggong to have such a trick, and realized that he was indeed too arbitrary just now, scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "That... thank you."

"You're welcome, Hatta-san is going to visit your classmate? It seems that this is not the first time he has been blackmailed."

"Ah."

By the time Hoshimiya Shiori and Hatta reached the back of the teaching building, Fushimi had already turned and walked most of the way.

"Hey, Fushimi, are you okay?" Hatta hesitated, and stopped Fushimi, "It's not the first time they have done this to you, you..."

"This kind of thing has nothing to do with you. Self-righteous charity is to hope that the other party will show a grateful expression."

Fushimi turned his head halfway, his tone was freezing cold.

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