I am forced to collect

"Yamamoto wants to jump off the roof!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, several girls from the Yamamoto Support Club in the class immediately accused angrily, "How can you make fun of this kind of thing!"

"That guy broke his wrist by himself at baseball practice yesterday."

"Really?!!"

The expression of the person who spoke was not fake. The young students who had not experienced any serious events suddenly panicked, and ran out either to join in the fun or care. The classroom was silent. When Chunyan came back from the toilet, she only saw Tsunayoshi Sawada standing in the classroom with a pained expression,

"What should I do……"

"Student Sawada?" Chunyan asked in confusion.

Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to have found the backbone, and said anxiously: "It's all my fault for making random suggestions yesterday! Yamamoto-san was injured because of me! If he really jumped off the building—"

"It's all my fault, I don't understand anything," he said more and more self-defeating, "If it wasn't for me..."

The monster in the shadows gradually set its sights on the young man in a low mood, and Chunyan rushed forward without hesitation and patted his head with a "slap", and at the same time the spiritual power poured in, and the monster dispersed.

"Why did you hit me all of a sudden!" Tsunayoshi Sawada's eyes were wet instantly, and his face was full of accusations, "Kawakami-san is too much for bullying me at this time!"

"Exorcism." Chunyan explained politely.

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Oh."

She looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi who had gradually stabilized, grabbed his wrist and ran towards the rooftop——

"Hey wait?? Kawakami-san??" The person being held blushed, nervously subconsciously trying to break away from the girl's hand, and the latter turned back to look directly into his brown eyes when he realized it.

"Sawada-san," she said calmly, "what we can do is not to regret the past, but to make the next choice not regrettable."

"..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't speak, but he didn't break away from her hand.

Chunyan didn't care about his reaction, and the two ran to the rooftop together.There were already circles of students on the rooftop, and Takeshi Yamamoto stood by the rusty fence, and people in the crowd began to try to persuade him.

A flying insect-shaped monster covered Takeshi Yamamoto's ear, whispering softly, as if to induce him to jump lightly.

Chun Yan pursed her lips, remembering that Oda Saku didn't come to school because she had no class in the morning.

The loom can directly purify monsters, so if you can't use it now, you have to think of other ways.Chunyan thought quickly, the witch's spiritual power still had to touch her, so why not just take a gamble and summon a new artifact to see if it can be used directly?

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was standing beside him, suddenly yelled and rolled to the front unexpectedly.

Chunyan turned her head suspiciously, and saw that the culprit, Reborn, had just accepted the leg that kicked Sawada out, and was calmly arranging the brim of her hat.

"Yo." He greeted Chunyan as if nothing happened.

Chunyan said respectfully: "Good morning, Mr. Reborn."

If Mr. Reborn is around, things should be safe... Chunyan thought so, she relaxed a little, and began to pay attention to Sawada Tsunayoshi and try to persuade Yamamoto Takeshi.

The latter stood in front of the railing, seemingly chatting with Sawada Tsunayoshi with a smile, but there was not much smile in his eyes.

"As expected of Mr. Gang, who has been active and attracted attention recently." He was suddenly stimulated, showing a rare angry expression. "It's different from me. He's a top student."

As soon as this sentence came out, the shape of the monster on the rooftop gradually expanded, and the negative emotions of other onlookers became its food.The girls who wore the "Yamamoto Support Club" cheering strips on their heads began to sob softly in fear.

Chunyan's heart tightened, thinking whether to rush over directly, Reborn suddenly said, "Wait, let's look at the stupid gang first."

"That's not what I meant!!" The brown-haired boy who took on the heavy responsibility explained in a panic, "It's because I'm really useless!!"

He was at a loss and tried his best to let Takeshi Yamamoto understand his thoughts, and he didn't want to give a casual suggestion like yesterday. Even though he was nervous, he still mustered up the courage to insist on speaking,

"I have never devoted myself to one thing like Yamamoto-san... I am often called a waste material, because I only know that hard work is enough, so I use it to lie to you, I'm sorry..."

"I'm not very good at speaking beautiful words. Some people said to me, 'I won't regret the next choice'—I am very envious of her like this, and I am also very envious of Yamamoto-san, because I will always die I regret it at the end..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice was getting weaker and weaker, and Haruyan suspected that only Takeshi Yamamoto who was standing opposite him could hear clearly.

But because of the special ID card, she could see the boy with a bright smile, but in the words of Sawada Tsunayoshi, he gradually recovered a few traces of his original appearance.

Seeing that Takeshi Yamamoto wanted to hold Sawada Tsunayoshi, and Haruyan was about to leave, the crowd on the rooftop let out bursts of screams again. Chunyan was taken aback, then turned her head to see the rusty fence that had collapsed due to its weight. fracture--

will die.

This thought clenched her heart, making her breathless, but forced her to rush to the front of the accident with her fastest speed, and use all her strength to hold on to the falling person.

Chunyan only had time to grab Sawada Tsunayoshi's ankle, and then fell down together due to inertia.

The high-altitude wind was piercingly painful, and time seemed to stand still in mid-air. Chunyan accidentally met Takeshi Yamamoto's eyes and saw his eyes.

The familiar eyes inside made the memory of lying in the intensive care unit rush into her mind. At the same time, she recalled the pain of being stabbed in the abdomen with a knife, and the confusion of bleeding.

The black-haired boy slightly opened his eyes wide, seeing the girl lightly lip-syncing to him,

"do not die."

……

The matter ended when Tsunayoshi Sawada burst into flames again to save the people. They landed safely without any serious injuries, and Chunyan only scratched her hands slightly.The students on the rooftop thought it was their own directing and acting, and they complained and were afraid.

Things happened in a hurry, they were taught by the teacher for a long time, and when they returned to the classroom, they could only hurry up and attend class.Chunyan was busy all day, and she didn't notice the occasional glances from the teenager sitting in the back row of the classroom.

Until after school, she was forced to submit the first-grade intention to enter a higher school-the teacher of Bingsheng Middle School would let the first-grade students start to fill in these, so as to form different training plans.

Therefore, when Chunyan arrived at the baseball team's training ground, the training was coming to an end, and she only needed to clean up the ground.

She put all the practice baseballs into the basket, and when she pushed open the iron door of the warehouse, there was a harsh bang. The intrusion of the light made the boy who was lying alone on the bench quickly turn sideways, and stood with his back to the door people.

Chunyan hesitated for a while, carefully observed the short black hair of the other party, and asked, "Student Yamamoto...?"

The boy covered his face with his bandaged arm and made no sound.

"If you think you can transform successfully by covering your face, you are underestimating the Phantom Thief industry, Yamamoto-san." Chun Yan said seriously.

"Pfft..." After a long time, the boy moved his arms and slowly sat up straight.

In those obsidian-like pupils, I found the unwillingness, regret and irritability that I had not seen in the past.

The boy who always smiled brightly and brightly turned his head away expressionlessly at this time, and refused to look directly at the girl, probably because of the subtle self-esteem of the adolescent boy and the tension that exposed the negative emotions that had never been easily revealed in front of others.

"Ah--today is really bad!" Takeshi Yamamoto yelled suddenly, stood up and tilted his neck, and showed his usual smile again, "By the way, I haven't thanked you well yet, Ah Yan."

"...Why did Yamamoto-san cover his face just now?" Chunyan said suddenly, "It's obviously not ugly."

The facial features under the short black hair are still very handsome, and the ordinary Bingsheng school uniform is also worn by the other party with a bit of unique temperament, and the powerful arms are faintly exposed under the short sleeves.

Takeshi Yamamoto was silent for a while, then asked abruptly: "Why is Ah Yan only willing to call me 'Student Yamamoto'?"

"Huh?" Chunyan was stunned for a moment, "Doesn't this country think it's disrespectful to call people by their names directly among peers?"

"But wouldn't it be too estranged for friends to be "classmates" one by one?" Takeshi Yamamoto said affirmatively, "or if you face someone who wants to be friends, you must change your address."

Is this the difference in cultural understanding...

Chunyan didn't really care about this kind of thing. In the world she lived in, it was not uncommon for girls to call boys by their names directly, and it was not at the elementary school stage.

So she quickly changed her words, "Okay, Ah Wu."

The boy smiled brightly again.

When Chunyan packed up her things and was about to leave, Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly called out to her from behind, "Ayan!"

She turned around, and the boy stood where he was, as if thinking for a long time before speaking:

"I won't do it again."

"You told me 'don't die' right?" His eyes were determined, with a sincerity that was difficult for others to match, "I will try my best to do it."

"Stop dreaming, people will always die." Chunyan hit the nail on the head.

"Hey, too." Takeshi Yamamoto smiled cheerfully and wiped the tip of his nose.

"...But it's good for you to think so." Chunyan thought for a while, and decided to say what she wanted to say, "Because people who commit suicide will directly become monsters, and even reincarnation cannot succeed. And—— —”

"And death is very painful. If possible, I still hope you don't experience that pain so early." She looked into the boy's eyes and said seriously.