girl holding a notebook

If the first time a woman disguises herself as a man is forced by circumstances, there is nothing she can do.Then for the second time, Sora rubbed his forehead with one hand in distress, his eyes locked tightly on the dormitory standing in front of him.Because of my habit, I take it for granted that entering Mao is something only men can do, and subconsciously refute other people treating me as a "female", but she is actually a real girl.

Sighing inaudibly, Kongqing opened the door and entered the dormitory.Sora was a little surprised that there were already people in the dormitory that was thought to be empty, but this surprise did not show the slightest bit. The official start date of Mao's school was delayed by two to three days from the entrance examination.Therefore, whether it is a commoner living in Liuhun Street or an aristocrat in Jinglingting, they usually move to the dormitory one day in advance.People like Sora who came directly to the dormitory were very few.

Obviously, Kong's door opening and footsteps alarmed the person who entered the dormitory first, and he turned around with a gentle smile, "Do you need help?"

"Thank you." Kong replied politely, habitually looking at this future roommate with a bookish atmosphere. This is a habit developed in the household department for many years, but in terms of meticulous observation, she is far behind her. Li Shilang of the Ministry of Officials, after all, the Ministry of Households has more contact with finances.

Even so, it didn't affect Kong's spontaneous sense of vigilance. While she was hardly aware of looking at this person, Kong himself was in the state of being looked at, but the time was shorter by a few seconds. Finished in the blink of an eye.

"Hoshino Sora, I would like to ask Aizen-kun for advice in the days to come." A smile appeared on the corner of Sora's mouth, and it was just a coincidence that Aizen's name was the adjacent test number in the entrance examination.The more important reason is that this person left a deep impression on her, especially those sharp eyes, cold and ruthless, he is really a terrifying person, even if he is only a child now.

Aizen wasn't shocked that Sora could call out his name, maybe it was just as he expected, "Hoshino-kun is too modest—"

The door was knocked open suddenly, and Aizen's words were interrupted.At this time, a boy wearing Mao's school uniform walked in from the door, his golden hair was more dazzling than the bright sunshine, "Ah, there is someone here, my name is Ichinose Sagawa, please--" Sagawa said carelessly He opened his mouth to speak, opened his eyes wide the moment he saw Sora, and swallowed back the words on his lips.

"Hey, you—why are you here?" Sagawa raised his voice in surprise, and took a few steps back carefully with his luggage, his eyes flashed with confusion, "Is this a place where women live?" Sagawa muttered softly, But it was still clearly heard by the two people beside him.

Aizen's gentle face was slightly stiff, he couldn't understand what kind of strange brain structure it was, so he came to such a conclusion, "——Ichinose-kun, you probably didn't look in the wrong place. "Blue Ran kindly reminded me.

After the tangled expression on Sagawa's face froze strangely for a few seconds, he suddenly raised his finger to Sora in disbelief, "——then what's going on with this woman?"

Sora twitched the corner of his mouth, gently opened Sagawa's hand with his hand, and looked at Sagawa with a smile on his face, "I'm a man." Sora squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"It's a lie." Sagawa's eyes widened in disbelief, but he felt that the person in front of him had no reason to deceive him, "You have long hair like a woman, are you really a man?" Sagawa Still a little skeptical, he muttered under his breath.

"Does that Ichinose-kun think that all men should have short hair, or—all men with short hair?" Sora asked back based on Sagawa's judgment that she was a woman, his dark eyes were stained with a playful smile, but his face was still Pretending to be unhappy, showing a slightly angry look.

"Ah, ah, that's not true." Sagawa scratched the back of his head with one hand, careful not to look away from the sky.Since he was a child, he had a special reaction to women, that kind of troublesome creature who would cry about trivial things all day long, he couldn't understand it no matter what.

The memory deep in his mind seemed to surface again, but as usual, it was deliberately ignored by Sagawa.

"Ichinose-kun must have been an unintentional mistake, Hoshino-kun don't have to worry too much about it." Aizen spoke at the right time, and rescued Sagawa who was in embarrassment.

Sagawa looked gratefully at this humble and polite person, and said, "That's right, that's right, I admit my mistake because you look too much like a woman."

Sora was startled by Sagawa's frank confession, she looked at this seemingly frank person without any traces again, a kind of long-lasting and almost unfathomable familiarity arose spontaneously, when she wanted to confirm it carefully, this feeling came again Strangely disappeared without a trace.

The playful smile in the dark eyes gradually faded away. If it was simple and innocent, it would be too understanding, but when it was enough to just follow Aizen's words, this person still showed his true nature to them without reservation. Is it a disguise, Sora frowned slightly, maybe it was true nature.

Kong habitually uses her thinking, she doesn't want to think about people with "negative" first, but she can't stop the potential feelings in her heart.She knows that in many cases, people interact with others wearing a mask, smiling, innocent, malicious——, using everything available to achieve their own goals.

Deep brown eyes noticed the unreadable expression on Sora's face, and Aizen still maintained his usual gentleness.Hoshino is not the surname of the nobles of Jinglingting, and even he has to express his admiration for this first-year student from Ruhun Street. What made him think so, he became very interested in such questions .

The environment shapes a person's character, the rigidity and arrogance of Jinglingting nobles; the ease and comfort of the first few districts of Liuhun Street; Nowhere in Ruukon-gai can one create a personality like Sora's—keen insight, prudence, and inherent simplicity.

When he first came into contact with Sagawa's straightforwardness, what Sora directly showed was playfulness rather than vigilance. This is inherent innocence.Obviously, that keen insight and prudence will not be born there.

Sora's fading smile reappeared at the corner of his mouth again, "Does Ichinose-kun want to stand there forever? Although I was very angry at Ichinose-kun treating herself as a girl, but as Aizen-kun said, Ichinose You did it unintentionally. Therefore, I have no reason to be angry."

Sagawa was taken aback, as if he couldn't believe that Koneng said such words calmly, but he still let out a sigh of relief, "Aren't you really angry? You are such a good person." Sagawa praised indifferently, "At first I was still thinking about it. Those nobles must be extremely difficult to get along with, so I was scaring myself." Different from the appearance when he came out, Sagawa had an embarrassed look on his face at this time, and he was embarrassed that he had such thoughts at the beginning.

It's all because Xiao Jing and the others are too exaggerated, and they must be educated when they go back.Sagawa thought in his heart.

Regarding Sagawa's erroneous perception, Sora has no intention of correcting it, after all, it is only Sagawa's own opinion from the beginning to the end, and soon, he will realize how wrong such an understanding is.Sora knew that nobles and commoners would live in friendship and equality, but this was like a fantasy, because the essence of the two was different.

At night, there was a light rain in the sky, and it made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.Rows of neatly arranged dormitories were shrouded in mist and mist, only the middle dormitory was glowing with dim and faint light, from which came the sound of long breathing.

Even though he couldn't determine the exact time, Sora felt that it was already past midnight.The sound of raindrops falling on the eaves made Sora turn his head to look at the pitch-black window. He couldn't see anything, but he knew that the drizzle was weaving densely and obliquely outside.

Hearing the sound, Aizen put down his pen, raised his head and happened to meet the sleepy-eyed Kong, the clothes on his body were still neat as usual.

"I was woken up by that guy, and I couldn't fall asleep at all." Sora rubbed his eyes, and replied as if he guessed what Aizen wanted to ask, "—Can you take a look?" Sora walked up to Aizen, pointed at the asked the top book.

"Please do whatever you want." Aizen said gently, slowly moving his eyes away from the book.To be precise, it can't be called a book. The moment Sora's face suddenly fell silent, Aizen deepened the smile in his eyes, and he obviously got the answer he wanted.

"How do you feel?" Blue Ran suddenly asked.

"Oh, not bad." Kong covered up the shock in his eyes, and replied casually, "Vigorous and free, with a pen that is like a dragon, maybe Mr. Lan Ran will have a very high attainment in calligraphy." He knew that Lan Ran was talking with her It's not the same thing, but Sora doesn't have the slightest will to answer the question of the person in front of him.

Before Aizen opened his mouth, he put the book back first, Kong bypassed the desk, opened the door and walked out.She didn't know what purpose Aizen allowed her to look through the random notes.But it will never be trust, it's just the first meeting, he doesn't think there will be trust between them, and never will in the future.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, for young people with ambitions, they always hope to show their ambitions, and she has seen many such people, trying to relieve the pressure in her heart, but this kind of nonsense made her completely deny her own thoughts .She didn't know where this strong refutation came from, maybe it was a woman's unique feeling.

From the early morning of the next day, Kong selectively forgot what happened that night. For some things, there is no difference between knowing and not knowing, but knowing but pretending not to know.