[Tutor] Hello sir, goodbye sir

The sun was shining outside the window, and the caterpillars on the tree trunk struggled to avoid the sharp beaks of the sparrows. There were also a few chirping chirps nearby, and the old cicada, who saw through the world, yelled "cicada" from time to time.

The light shines through the glass, coating the light golden hair of the dangling young man by the window with a hazy halo, just like the platinum hair of Arnold, chief of the intelligence department, shining in the sunlight in the Royal Library. Brighten.

The sight of the boy who has been staring at a point outside the window is wirelessly extended by the sunlight. It seems that he has returned to the Piazza Verdi in Palermo, the capital of Italy, a hundred years ago. Countless white pigeons are flying against the wind. The young and handsome youth stands in it, the ice blue Her phoenix eyes are narrow and cold, and the scene is as beautiful as a painting.

The man in the camel suit stopped by the boy's desk, and the textbook in his hand swished past the boy's eyes.

"Ugh-!!"

It was suddenly dark for half a second, and the young man who was sitting there dazed suddenly woke up, and dodged to the side like a conditioned reflex.

It’s okay if you don’t hide, but when you hide, the chair is tilted to the side, and the person and the chair fell to the ground firmly, and there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

The man in the suit adjusted his glasses and coughed lightly.

"Cough. The class I'm teaching doesn't seem very interesting, otherwise Melanza wouldn't be staring out the window so intently."

"...Teacher, I..."

The boy stood up staggeringly, straightened the chair, and scratched the hair on the back of his head with some embarrassment.

The bell rang just at this time, and the man in the suit shook his head helplessly, announcing the end of get out of class.

As soon as the teacher walked out of the classroom, Tsunayoshi Sawada ran up to me with an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry, Melansa, it's because of the noisy last night, right? It made you lose energy in class."

"It's nothing like that."

I yawned and rubbed my sore shoulder.

He said so, but the big dark circles under his eyes couldn't hide from Tsunayoshi Sawada, even though he was also staring at a pair of panda eyes.

When there are many people in the family, the children are always extra energetic, not to mention the ADHD patient Rambo, who doesn't stop all night, so sleepy that I can't help but fight with my eyelids. I can't wait to bundle him up and mail him to the Povino family.

Of course, apart from the reason for not sleeping well, there is another thing, I was dreaming.

Dreaming isn't a big deal, but spending the night looking back on it is going to be.

If D. Spedo hadn't been content to be buried together in Vengley's cemetery, I thought it was his ghost who came here to play tricks on me.

Because all my dreams are about Arnold bit by bit, it seems like a long life.

In the dream was the chief lord I had never seen before, he was no longer young, but still handsome.

When Arnold was young, he was impeccably handsome, but at this age, his youth and frivolity had settled into his bones, and he was so cold and arrogant that he didn't even want to give alms.

I stood in front of him, neither far nor near, his dark windbreaker was unbuttoned, revealing the white shirt inside, I could smell the clean fragrance of his body.A full moon hung in the sky, and the silver light fell on him, and the wind blew his clothes and swayed like waves.The shadows of the trees whirled all over the ground, and his shadow was stretched and slender, making him look extraordinarily lonely.

He looked at me for a long time, then turned around and left. I kept chasing after him, reaching out to him in a moment of impatience, but only grabbed a thin piece of fabric, and then disappeared out of thin air.

This is the only time I have dreamed of Arnold in such a long time in the afterlife.

Summer is really a season that makes people cranky.

Sawada Tsunayoshi waved his hand in front of my eyes.

"Melanza? Melanza?"

"Huh?" I just came back to my senses.

"Just now a senior said that your receipt for transfer procedures has arrived, and you are required to pick it up."

"Ahh... sorry, I'm in a daze again."

I patted my cheek to wake myself up, and I smiled at Tsunayoshi Sawada, "Then I'll go first."

From the second floor to the third floor, I kept thinking about the dream last night. I just followed what the person who sent the message told me. I didn’t even notice the sign on the door. I knocked on the door and walked in:

"I'm Melanza Cecilia from Class 1A, come and get it..."

As soon as I saw the face of the person behind the desk, I choked on my own saliva.

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he deliberately retreated to the door and carefully identified the Japanese on the listing——

Disciplinary Committee.

wtf? !

Disciplinary Committee? ! !

When did the school transfer come under the control of the disciplinary committee?Maybe it’s a bit too wide, so it can be repaired!

"What are you doing standing at the door?"

The strongest delinquent boy, Hibari Kyoya, who is the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee of Bingsheng Middle School, is sitting behind the desk, looking at me with a blank expression.

As expected of a man standing at the top of Bingsheng, if this trend continues, the discipline committee will soon take over the school =. =

I walked over on all fours stiff like a robot, almost on the same hands and feet.

"First, first time meeting, my name is Melansa, please take care of me..."

I think I didn't stutter when I first met Bermuda, but for some reason, now I'm extremely nervous.

Slender phoenix eyes, fair neck, ink-drawn hair tails, and outlines carved like knives, a typical classic and cold beauty.

He is so like Arnold, the most beautiful face I have ever seen.

"Yes. Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, Hibari Kyouya."

Simple self-introduction, too cold voice.

He lowered his head, his right hand holding the pen has delicate lines, and his signature technique is very similar to that of Arnold, smooth, graceful and neat.

Suddenly, I felt a little soft and aching in my heart, as if soaked in warm water, and the figure in front of me was blurred and soft.

At this time, Mr. Gong suddenly looked at me strangely.

The distance between them was less than one meter, and he looked at me a little confused.

"why are you crying?"

"I?"

When he said this, I wiped the corners of my eyes with my hands, and the water on my fingers was a bit unbelievable.

I didn't know how to explain it, so I could only look up and look out of the window. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the white light was condensed into a line. It hurt to squint my eyes, which happened to give me an excuse.

"It's the sun that's too harsh."

After that, I bowed to him, picked up the signed receipt and walked out, never daring to look back.

ihavediedeverydaywaitingforyou

【I have been eagerly waiting for your arrival every day in the past】

i'llovere

[In the future I will continue to love you, longer than 1000 years]

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I had lunch with Tsunayoshi Sawada and his team on the rooftop, and the breeze was blowing and the sun was just in time. Gokuji, Yamamoto, and I yawned one after another.

As for the living enemies of Gokudera and Yamamoto, a yawn can cause a quarrel. When the Holy Mother Yotsunakichi tried to persuade me, I was lying on the side and basking in the sun.

"But it's really boring, isn't there anything surprising?" Prison Temple looked bored.

"Have."

"Wow wow wow! It hurts so much!!"

I jumped up and stood up.

reborn you bastard trash!

It's fine to throw a chestnut to Gangji, but what does it mean to put a chestnut on my back and wait for me to turn over and stick it on myself? !

After all, they are all the children of the rainbow, is there any love from the same family!

What is human nature! o(>﹏<)o

"It's full of flaws."

r Demon King appeared in a hedgehog costume. "chaos~"

chaos~Your sister!

My back...

Compared to me, Tsunaki seems to be a little bit more miserable. Reborn has been stabbing him in a hedgehog costume, explaining while piercing:

"The person who gets stabbed will go to heaven in 30 seconds."

"what--?!"

Before reborn finished speaking, Tsuna rolled his eyes and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Ten generations!"

"Agang!"

Yuji rushed forward and shook his judaime, the speed and strength... I just want to say, Mr. Yuji, Tsunayoshi will be shaken to death by you if he is not dead o(╯□╰)o

"I'll wake up in 10 minutes, and in the meantime, I know a good place for Gang to rest."

Ask for bean sacks!

How come this scene seems to have been seen somewhere!

Seeing Demon King R smiling so wickedly, my legs felt weak all of a sudden.

"I, I, I... can I not go?"

"Are you going to leave your good friend alone?" The corners of Reborn's mouth rose again and again.

——Forget it, count it hard!

So our group of three and a half (reborn's height counts as half a person) carried Sawada Tsunayoshi to the good place that reborn said——

Reception room.

I just said what a great place you can find it!

In 500 years, I will never forget that the reception room of Bingsheng Middle School is the site of the discipline committee!

No wonder it felt so familiar just now!

You want to kill us, cool girl Yalu!

Putting Tsunayoshi Sawada on the sofa in the reception room, I was thinking about finding some excuse to run away, when the iconic airplane head came to find fault.

"What are you doing here!"

"Come in here with someone's permission!"

The other party came up as if they were about to fight, and the prison temple was the first one to dislike it:

"Ah? You are the ones, what's the matter here."

"Don't be so arrogant, this place has been decided to be the room of our disciplinary committee."

After a few words, he choked up, and one of the pilots saw Gang Ji lying on the sofa, and kicked him in an attempt to wake him up.

This is great, this group of people dared to disrespect their own ten generations, Prison Temple immediately showed his arms and rolled up his sleeves, and fisted and kicked if he didn't deal with it with a few words.

Yamamoto is worthy of being a peerless good friend, with a natural face, he knocked down a plane...

I can't bear to describe the following process. The Disciplinary Committee, which was originally relying on its large number of people, was knocked down by Yamamoto and Yuji in two or three strokes.

I followed reborn and sat obediently while waiting for the coffee to be brewed.

Stay away, I haven't bought a change of clothes yet, the most important thing is not to get blood splashed all over my body.

"Hmph, I can't even fulfill the duties of a watchdog."

As soon as I said this, the coffee cup in my hand fell to the ground with a bang and shattered into pieces.

Reborn looked at me with a half-smile.

"I hate weak herbivores the most."

Mr. Gong narrowed his phoenix eyes, "Once they come into my sight, I want to bite them to death."

There was another burst of crackling...

"Hey, hey, reborn, they're all beaten up as dogs over there, and you're still grilling eels there!"

"Why panic, I didn't ask you to go."

This sentence is so true, I can't even refute it.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was hit by a deadly bomb, exploded his shirt. Today's underpants are dark green.

Forget it, I'm still asking for blessings, I shrink back, shrink into the corner, and pretend that I am a potted plant without moving.

Mr. Gong took off a shoe on his beautiful head and became very angry.

There was a sound of explosion [Boom——] from the window, and I ran away as soon as Reborn took the three of them away.

It's a pity that as soon as one foot stepped out of the reception room, I felt a chill in the arteries of my neck...

After a hundred years, this familiar coolness really makes my legs tremble...

"Senior Yun, Skylark...have something to say...speak well..."

"Melanza Cecilia."

"Yes!"

"Gather, bite and kill!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

It turns out that Mr. Gong not only looks like Arnold, but also matches him indiscriminately!

reborn, you fucking ran away without me, let me stay to meet the wrath of Mr. Gong, you are not human, you are not human—! ! !