I am wholehearted with Jotaro

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I, Tachika Fujimaru, was called the parent because of a fight.

In the words of my class teacher, "What do you mean by bad boys? I don't know what bad boys are! I haven't seen any students from other schools come to harass the female students in the school! If they did, why didn't anyone come to talk to me?" Report? To report to the school? Huh?"

I replied calmly, "Because they didn't succeed, I stopped their evil thoughts!"

My head teacher sneered disdainfully with a 'chi', and then said, "Which onion do you think you are? And you stopped their evil thoughts? The students in other schools are just walking on the way to and from school. I don't know where I provoked you, but I was beaten by you! This is the truth I know!"

I couldn't help frowning, and said, "As we all know, people don't offend me, and I don't offend others. If they didn't have something to say, their school is so far away, how could they be killed by me in an alley near the school?" What about fat beating? This is not in line with common sense."

The homeroom teacher looked like he was so angry that he yelled, "Stop talking nonsense! How dare you talk back! I don't think you know what it means to respect a teacher! Parents must be invited today!"

I was speechless.

What can I say?

I have seen many teachers like you, and most of them can't survive the first 5 minutes of the first episode.

So I'm not really mad.

So I waved my hand and replied, "You can invite him if you want, anyway, he will come soon."

The head teacher frowned and looked at my student file.

Guardian: Kujo Jotaro.

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Yes, my guardian is my childhood sweetheart.

In addition to embarrassment.

What's wrong with this?

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In fact, things are not like this. Although my parents are abroad all year round, they can’t come back to school if there is anything to do. They can only be contacted by overseas phone calls.

But this does not prevent the teacher from complaining.

But after the teacher complained, there was only one thing they did, and that was to call my grandfather (and later Aunt Shengzi) to resolutely condemn my wrongdoing.

Later it was really troublesome.

So my family contact number became Aunt Shengzi.

But Aunt Shengzi is a magical existence.

She firmly believes that I am a good boy, just like she firmly believes that Jotaro, who is now dressed like a bad boy and clearly a bad boy, will always be a gentle and good baby.

So whenever the teacher calls to invite the parents, he will take the trouble to ask the situation in detail gently and firmly, clarify the whole story, and finally return my innocence, and then use 'I know, Lixiang is a good boy'.

So they made up Aunt Shengzi, saying that it was because Aunt Shengzi indulged me that I became like this.

What kind of appearance?

Is it the same as Yamato Nadeko, who hates evil like a hatred and draws his sword to help when he sees injustice?

Thanks for the compliment!

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Of course I know that's not the case.

So that week, I used the excuse of extra-school tutoring to sack those teachers who were not worthy of being a teacher.

Of course, I am a good student who abides by the law. After I put on the sack, I took out the first-hand information I begged from my close friends, and recited the black history of the quilt teacher from childhood to adulthood aloud in front of him. .

The person involved said: In short, I just want to die, I really want to die, and I wish I could die on the spot.

But because in addition to being covered with sacks to restrict their vision, they are often firmly controlled by others, so they can't even cover their ears, they can only just listen.

One of the teachers who went too far made an unprecedented shock when I said, "I was still wet the bed at the age of 13 and didn't wash the quilt by myself. Ghosts and gods shrieked.

I said to Jotaro with my eyes, "Look, I know that no one can resist this torture."

Jotaro, who was still a good boy at that time, shook his head, then knocked the teacher unconscious with his palm, and we threw him to our door together, leaving behind a piece of paper cut out of a magazine: then casually ruin other people's reputation , Just post your black history on the school bulletin board, let all the teachers and students in the school know that you still wet the bed at the age of 13!

The effect is immediate.

The teacher who used to have a bad reputation has successfully become one of the top ten teachers in the city when I graduated, and he regards this as his lifelong ideal. Now he is also working hard on the front line of education!

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Because of this experience, when I received the high school address book, I was very distressed about what to do.

I don't think I'm a troublemaker, but if I can tell the degree of trouble to me one by one, I can probably write another book!

I've thought it all over, which one is called non-fiction but European.

Closer to home, my high school career can never be peaceful.

I struggled with this matter until the first day of school, just before handing in the address book, Jotaro saw my blank contact person, then tore away my address book without saying a word, and wrote his name neatly.

Then hand it in for me.

I didn't even have a say in the whole process.

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I jumped up and tried to hit him on the knee, and protested, "Why should I write your name! If you are capable, you can also write my name in the column of the guardian!"

Jotaro held me down with one hand and replied, "Because I won't be called a parent."

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What he said made sense.

For a while, I was speechless?

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Anyway, after the homeroom teacher finished speaking, I nodded calmly, and before he could react, I directly opened the door of the staff office, and shouted along the corridor, "Jotaro—the homeroom teacher is looking for you!"

My voice was earth-shattering, from the third floor down to the first floor, not a single class did not hear it.

The best evidence is that in an instant, the originally quiet campus corridor suddenly boiled, and many girls squeezed their heads out of the classroom with difficulty, watching the position of our class.

There was even the sound of footsteps upstairs, and then I saw many seniors squatting at the stairs, sticking out their heads and looking in my direction.

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Under such fanatical attention, Jotaro straightened his back that I don't know how many centimeters it is, put his hands in his pockets, held his head high, and walked out from the back door of the class.

That action, that expression, I wish I could play a superstar in troubled times for him on the spot.

He walked at a leisurely pace, walked all the way to the staff office, walked in, and pushed me back through the door.

After that, he calmly sat down on the round stool in front of the teacher, and spoke naturally.

"I'm Fujimaru Tachika's guardian, tell me something."

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I was fortunate enough to witness the homeroom teacher being furious, but when his eyes shifted to the big gold chain around Jotaro's neck, his expression suddenly became calm, and he even had a smile that I couldn't figure out.

isn't it?

Could it be that my homeroom teacher also has a crush on Jotaro?

Please wake up, you are over 30, old cows eat tender grass is not the way to eat!

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Maybe it was because the disdain in my eyes was too obvious, the class teacher really couldn't ignore my eyes, so he warned me violently.

I lowered my head silently, slandering him in my heart for daring to love but not to speak out, and then I received Jotaro's warning eyes.

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I know what Jotaro's look means, "Can you stop thinking about those things for a while?"

And, "I'm going to get angry if you think about it any more."

Okay.

I lowered my head to rub Jotaro's upturned collar, pursing my mouth in grievance.

Jotaro ignored me, blocked the movement of my hand, and stared at the class teacher in front of him with burning eyes.

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Have you ever seen what it means to sweat profusely?I can see it today.

The homeroom teacher sweated more and more under Jotaro's gaze, and the atmosphere was condensed and extremely embarrassing.

Then he finally couldn't hold back anymore, and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. Since Fujimaru sent someone to the hospital, it's fine to pay for his medical expenses. Anyway, the two of you are from a pretty good family. As long as you lose money, things will be fine." You should be lucky if you can solve it.”

Jotaro didn't say a word, I had rubbed my hands all the way from his collar to his hair, and I couldn't help but exult in the rubbing, so I handed out a sentence in my busy schedule, "Then you mean to ask us to pay How much is more appropriate?"

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The head teacher didn't hear my absent-mindedness and my little contempt and sarcasm, or maybe it didn't care too much.

Smiling, he said the figure of [-] yen.

In the next second, Jotaro stretched out his long legs that had no place to rest, kicked over the chair the head teacher was sitting on, and then looked down at the head teacher, "From today onwards, don't let me see you again." You, you are not fit to be a teacher."

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Su broke both of my legs.

There was a continuous "plop" sound outside the door.

It's nothing, it's not a big deal, I guess it's just that a few hardcore members of Jotaro's support club passed out from excitement.

No matter what, it's better than the head teacher in front of me who scared me into incontinence.

Alas, at this moment, I don't know whether I should pity the class teacher or despise this man who is less courageous than an ant.

Jotaro avoided my mischievous hands, stood up, glanced at the head teacher with disgust, and carried me out of the faculty office.

I calmly waved to the teacher who was about to see me again, and said, 'Sa↑you↘↗what→la↗~'

May heaven not be ashamed, goodbye!

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On that day, the CP fans of Jotaro and I were unprecedentedly active, and even wrote a long and sincere serial novel for us.

But Jotaro and my only fan fell silent for an unprecedented time.

The next day, everyone fell in love and made a really fragrant speech that CP is really good.

Alas, women are so fickle.

I tried my best to cover the corners of my crazily raised mouth, and finally I couldn't help but ran to the school rooftop and smiled.

I thought no one would know my little pride.

But I didn't know that my crazy laughter spread throughout the school in an instant, and was echoed back by the damn laboratory building opposite.

In an instant, the sound of hahaha spread throughout every corner of the school.

On the other hand, I stuffed my head into my collar on the spot, and went downstairs in desperation, trying to deceive myself.

It doesn't matter!As long as I don't say it!No one will know that it is me who is laughing!

But if anyone knows it, then, they can only silence it!

Thinking this way, I floated all the way back to the classroom and sat on my own stool.

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Jotaro's voice came from the rear left, "What happened just now? Lixiang, why are you crazy?"

I turned my head away.

With a hollow smile, she approached Sadako-chan, a senior in the industry, determined to turn this love life into a horror movie from now on.

And replied, "Nothing."

"Nothing at all."

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There is nothing but I want to die now! ! !

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Under Jotaro's obvious disbelief, the others stared at the show.

I, Tachika Fujimaru, finally cried out because of shame in the summer of 16 years old.

The kind that no one can coax well.

Then, after a long absence, he was carried back to Kujo's house by Jotaro Takema, who said, "Yeah, yah, hit the thief, yah, Kamashi".

On the way, I lay on Jotaro's back, wiping away the unstoppable tears, while accepting the baptism of everyone's eyes.

Knowing that I would not be left with any face, I cried so sincerely that I couldn't stop.

I was famous the next day, and rightfully so.

But it’s not what I thought. Everyone thought I was a crybaby, and then started to tease me and call me nicknames, making my already weird youth even weirder.

I never thought that my secret love for Jotaro would be known by everyone except Jotaro.

They didn't resist, but looked at me with affection, like looking at their own cub, and made a new notebook for me.

The title is: Did Fujimaru Tachika confess today?

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No:)