The fascinated mantra spirit doesn't want to lose his horse today

"Mr. Suzuki, the school is going to hold a sports meeting in these two days, remember to prepare well."

Suzuki Toru, who had just stepped out of the company, received such a text message.

what..

Suzuki Toru, who was going home to rest, had no choice but to go to Mangao with a big head.

While he is free now, let's go back to school and get ready. If he gets busy shooting variety shows in two days, he may really have no time to prepare.

It was raining lightly outside today, Suzuki Toru didn't open an umbrella, and walked directly to the classroom after getting out of the car.

As a mantra, opening an umbrella is unnecessary.

Just as Suzuki was walking forward in the rain, he suddenly saw a black umbrella beside a flower bed.

A boy was squatting there holding an umbrella, holding a piece of ham in his hand, and in front of him was a dirty yellow kitten, nibbling at what he held.

Suzuki Toru stepped forward slowly, and Fukuro Hui quickly noticed his approach, tilted the umbrella slightly, and looked up at him.

When he found that his teacher was drenched in the rain, he gently placed the ham on the clean cushion in front of the kitten, then stood up and approached Suzuki Toru, and accommodated him under the umbrella:

"Did Suzuki-sensei forget to bring your umbrella?"

The boys huddled together under the umbrella were very close to him at the moment.

Classmate Fu Hei's eyes are emerald green..

This thought suddenly flashed through Suzuki Toru's mind.

But soon, he came back to his senses, and answered Fu Heihui's question naturally: "I forgot to bring it, classmate Fu Hei is feeding the cat?"

Fu Heihui just nodded.

Seeing that he did not speak, Suzuki Toru didn't know what to say for a while, but stood shoulder to shoulder with the boy under the small umbrella, listening to the pattering rain beating on the umbrella, and then Looking at the Zhengxiang kitten who was eating ham sausage, he was in a daze.

"that……"

At this time, the boy who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke:

"Does Mr. Suzuki have anything to eat...it seems very hungry, and I didn't bring anything else to eat."

Hearing this, Suzuki Toru immediately started groping around himself.

After half a day.

He found a slightly stiff bottle in his pocket.

Toru Suzuki took it out.

It's a small bottle of vodka.He drank the leftovers from last night.

"..."

Suzuki Toru raised his eyes and exchanged glances with his students, but felt Fukuro Megumi's aphasia eyes flashing past.

Um?Is it his illusion?

Suzuki stuffed the bottle back into his pocket embarrassingly: "I don't think the kitten should be able to drink this."

Oops, being an idiot in front of the students.

Toru Suzuki thought in a delicate mood.

At this time, Fu Heihui asked, "What's the matter with Mr. Suzuki coming to school?"

As far as I know, there is no class for him today.

After Suzuki Toru heard Fukuroe's question, he suddenly remembered his business:

"I'm here to prepare for the sports meeting, and I will go to class to arrange related matters with my classmates later."

It turned out that it was to prepare for the sports meeting...Fu Heihui instantly understood.

In the afternoon, Kozuku and Nagasaki were too excited to discuss the sports meeting in the classroom, so I walked out of the noisy classroom and found this hungry kitten.

After the little yellow cat finished eating the ham sausage, he quickly ran to the bottom of the corridor to hide from the rain.

Seeing that the kitten had a place to hide from the rain, Fukui Hui turned to Suzuki Toru and said, "Then let me go with the teacher."

So the two came to the classroom together.

Although the space under the umbrella was very small, Suzuki Toru felt that he didn't seem to be exposed to the rain the whole time.

He looked at Fu Heihui's umbrella in the corridor to dry in a strange way.

The black umbrella is indeed not big, it doesn't look like a big umbrella that can accommodate two people more than enough.

But before Suzuki Toru was entangled for long, a loud shout from the classroom door suddenly diverted his attention.

He put his hand on the classroom door and before he could pull it open, he could feel the fiery atmosphere inside.

Fu Heihui beside him showed a somewhat speechless expression.

Toru Suzuki took a deep breath and opened the classroom door.

I saw Katsuobu and Nazaki, one standing in the aisle, the other standing on the stool with one foot, and the two were discussing something loudly.

After seeing Toru Suzuki coming in, the two stopped talking and looked at Toru Suzuki in unison.

"Cough." Suzuki cleared his throat and walked to the podium: "I'll make arrangements for the sports meeting the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah!" Knotabagi, who had obviously discussed this matter with Kizaki for a long time, couldn't help cheering at this moment.

Suzuki Toru's eyes looked at the planner in his hand: "Student Knotweed, we will start after you take your feet off the chair."

Knotweed stuck out his tongue, put his feet back on the ground, wiped the chair clean with paper, and sat back down.

Suzuki Toru looked at the schedule he had just made in the car.

Since there are only six people participating in the sports meeting... they are all the students in the first grade and the second grade.

So it is not very difficult to make arrangements.

"The first tug-of-war is three people against three people. All first-year students must participate."

"For the second relay run, there are three positions. After discussing with the students, you can choose by yourself."

"the third item……"

In the beginning, it was all very normal sports, normal to boring.

but.

Toru Suzuki pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

I always feel that this group of children can make these projects not boring.

After all, they are all conjurers with super physical skills.

And the next item...he hadn't had time to look at it in the car.

Suzuki Toru looked at the two lines below.

"Fourth item, bite the pocky and wrestle your wrists..."

"The fifth item, the ghost story competition around the campfire..."

what.

Suzuki was dumbfounded.

Are you sure this is a sporting event?

Who the hell came up with such a nonsense show?

Headmaster Night Moth?

At this time, Noctua Masamune's serious expression appeared in Suzuki Toru's mind.

"..."

Forget it, don't want to, let's arrange it first.

"Have you decided on the third item?"

"What about the fourth item?"

"Who goes first on the fifth item?"

After planning everything one by one, Toru Suzuki tidied up the watch in his hand: "OK."

Seeing this, the students in the audience started chatting and discussing again.

Nagasaki: "I chose Maki-senpai for the arm-wrestling part, Fukuro, is Maki-senpai strong?"

Fu Heihui replied lightly: "Super big."

"Ah?!" Nazaki fell down in an instant, and after a few seconds, he cheered up again, and began to shake Fukurohui's collar: "Your chosen dog roll senior, change it with me, change it with me Bar!"

Knotweed murmured: "Horror story competition... It seems that I have to go to the Internet to read a few more these days."

Although I joined the Ghost Club before, I really don't know much about horror stories, even if I have heard it, it is difficult to remember.

Nagasaki turned his head to look at him when he heard the words, pointed at himself with a finger and proudly said: "Ask me directly, I am a master in the world of horror stories."

"Ah, you can also ask Fuhei." Nazaki said suddenly, "You can tell from his appearance that he must be quite dark inside, and there will definitely be very scary horror stories."

Fu Heihui retorted unbearably: "No."

Knotweed continued to meditate and said, "Recently, some supernatural things really happened to me..."

Nazaki glanced at him: "It's a lie."

Suzuki, who was concentrating on making the schedule on the podium, couldn't help pricking up his ears.

Supernatural things?

Is it related to Su Nuo?

At this time, the knotweed confided to his classmates with some distress: "I... I bought a better CD player to listen to Genki's album, but it turned out..."

Nagasaki swallowed nervously: "The result?"

Fu Heihui couldn't help raising his head to look at the knotweed.

Knotweed continued: "As a result, every day when I wake up, I can find Genki's album inserted in the CD player."

"But..." Polygonum cuspidatum scratched his forehead in confusion: "But I finished listening to the album the night before, and put them back in the box properly."

"Why is it in the CD player again the next morning?"

Nagasaki gasped after hearing this: "Ghost CD player?!"

Or did a ghost wake up and listen to a CD in the middle of the night? ?

Suzuki Toru's expression on the podium couldn't hold back: What's the situation?

Fu Heihui frowned and thought for a while.

After a long while, he said, "Did you remember wrongly...or sleepwalking?"

"Pfft." Nagasaki burst into laughter when he heard the words: "Is this because I love Genki so much that I want to sleepwalk and listen to songs in the middle of the night?"

Hu Zhang blinked in a daze: "So it's like this..."

Suzuki Toru, who was already a little scared after hearing the description of Knotweed: "..."

Is that the case?

Suzuki suppressed a smile.

The little fans are kinda cute.

……

On the other hand, at night, Knotweed carefully checked it before going to bed. After seeing that the CD was indeed placed in the box and inserted on the bookshelf, he lay down with peace of mind.

When he woke up the next morning, the first thing he did when he got up from sleepiness was to get up and look at his CD player.

After seeing the situation inside clearly, the knotweed was sober in an instant.

The CD that was confirmed to have been placed last night appeared in the machine again!

Knotweed stood in front of the table and started to be in a daze.

Is it the same as what Nagasaki said?

Do you really sleepwalk in the middle of the night? !

Do you really love Genki to the point where you want to sleepwalk and listen to music in the middle of the night? !