【I am back. 】

It was already night when Qi Mu arrived home.

The parents who had been out in the two-person world during the day were already at home.

"Uh, Kusuo, are you okay?"

Seeing Qi Mu's colder face than usual, Qi Mu Guochun shivered subconsciously, and then asked in a low voice.

I'm very good.

Qi Mu pulled out a stiff smile, which successfully made Qi Mu Guochun shut up.

[This is not a good look. ]

"Give."

Saiki Kurumi brought coffee jelly from the refrigerator in the kitchen and handed it to the psychic who was in a bad mood.

It's better than mother.

The coldness around Qi Mu who was healed in an instant decreased a lot.

But he noticed that the coffee jelly was exchanged with Takata's signature before, and thinking about the series of disasters today, Saiki's mood dropped a little bit after being healed by his mother's gentle actions.

Still, the coffee jelly can't be blamed.

Qi Mu tore open the package, with the mellow taste of milk and coffee beans to relieve his fatigue, he dug some with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

The psychic finally came back to life.

After coming back to life, Qi Mu's unthinking head began to plan how to spend the next week.

Let's ask for leave from next Monday, until the end of the campus cultural festival.

Because today is too high-profile, Qi Mu, who urgently needs to use a low-key daily routine, thought of asking for leave for the first time.

But thinking that if he asks for leave because of himself, there may be more concerns that follow, and this kind of result is not what Qi Mu wants.Moreover, it would be even worse if the goblins arranged inexplicable tasks for him when he was not in school.

Gee.

trouble.

A majestic superpower can't afford to ask for leave. If Qi Mu Kongsuke finds out, he will probably laugh at him for a long time.

"I think someone is missing me~"

The TV screen suddenly turned on, and a face with a fake smile appeared on the screen, saying something that surprised Qi Mu's parents.

It's over, it's over, at night, the disaster still doesn't let me go.

Qi Mu curled his lips, got up from where he was sitting, and prepared to go upstairs to rest.

"Kusuo, you look tired."

A caring voice stopped Qi Mu's footsteps.

If you really care about me, don't talk to me, you bastard.

Saiki turned his head, looked at Saiki Kongsuke on the screen, and waited for his next words.

"I have seen all the feats at the Takata venue today."

What feat can I do?

Saiki, who pretended not to understand, made a puzzled expression.

【Are you talking about my handshake with Takata? 】

That was indeed a feat compared to usual.

Qi Mu Kongsuke clapped his hands, as if applauding Qi Mu's words, "If you think so, it's fine."

Oh, then I thought so.

So is there anything else?

It's okay, I'll go upstairs.

Qi Mu pointed to the upstairs with his finger, showing that he was going to rest soon.

"I'm really sad to be treated so coldly by Kusuo."

【I am very tired. 】

I don't want to mess with you.

Didn't you just see that I was tired?

As an older brother, you should take into account your younger brother's wounded heart and let him go to sleep right away, right?

Seeing the unhappy look on Qi Mu's face, brother Qi Mu Kongsuke sighed helplessly, "Okay, okay, since you seem to have suffered a lot today, then I won't bother you, let you rest early .”

"However, before you end the call, can you grant me one wish?"

Aha?

am i santa claus

A trace of disgust appeared on Qi Mu's indifferent face.

People with superpowers don't want to fulfill the wishes of guys who are malicious to them.

"Rock Scissors - Cloth!"

Saiki Sorasuke's wish is this.

Qi Mu, the winner who had defeated Qi Mu Kongsuke for an unknown number of times, withdrew his palm and went upstairs with a blank expression.

boring.

"Haha, I lost again."

Saiki Kongsuke said.

After a thrilling Saturday, Sunday was relatively dull for Qi Mu.

I really want to spend Sunday.

Qi Mu was walking on the way to school, the closer he was to the school gate, the more he resisted in his heart.

"Did you know? At the Takata handshake meeting, a man who seemed to have a problem with his mind appeared."

"This, my brother told me a long time ago."

"My God, why are people like this now."

The gossip-loving middle school students were discussing this on the road.

Saiki, who received such information, expressed his desire not to go to school even stronger.

Because of such resistance, Saiki hesitated and entered the classroom before the class bell rang.

However, this did not diminish the attention others paid to him.

The one with the most eager eyes is the monitor, Oguri Nishinari.

The guy who misunderstood Saiki as Iron-Blooded Takada Chef.

The person concerned only hopes that the other party will not make trouble.

In the next period of time, the goblins including Oguri Nishinari did not come to cause trouble for Saiki, and Saiki spent a perfect day relatively happily.

However, at the end of the day, at the class meeting where everyone was called, Qi Mu's mood was not so beautiful.

"With regard to the idea of ​​the cultural festival, Tong Mo and the others gave us a perfect answer after careful discussion. What a genius idea and setting, I think our class will definitely get the best for this cultural festival score!"

clap clap~

Satisfied students began to applaud.

But Qi Mu knew that behind those applause, there was mostly resistance.

After all, no one wants to publicly execute the ugly photos. Of course, if they can, they want to be the onlookers.

This is the psychology of ordinary people.

Qi Mu's words are not interested in the onlookers who record other people's dark history.

I just hope that I can freely control the time of the cultural festival that day.

"Okay, then let's start assigning tasks. Those who are willing to do behind-the-scenes work and decorate the haunted house please raise your hand!"

More than half of the class chose to raise their hands.

"We don't seem to need so many people~" Oguri Nishinari smiled wryly.

"Then let's choose the ghost that Tong Mo mentioned first. Twelve people should be needed."

There are only [-] students in a class, and [-] students will act as the upper and lower strings among the ghosts.

The rest were either the people who arranged the haunted house, or they were doing publicity work near the school gate on the day of the cultural festival.

Saiki's wish is the remaining position.

As long as I don't raise my hand to sign up for winding, this dreadful job won't be my turn!

With such an idea in mind, the superpower user sat quietly in his seat, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"Because Tong Mo is the creator, so let him make the choice about the upper and lower strings."

【...】

Qi Mu, who was looking down at the table before, felt bad, and looked up at Tong Mo, who was smiling and looking at him, and his heart skipped a beat.

The squad leader's words directly pushed the superpower user into the fire pit.

Qi Mu was arranged by Tong Mo.

Winding three.

The reason is that Saiki's hair color is very suitable for Shangxian San.

"By the way, Shangxian [-] and Shangxian [-] are excellent friends."

Who wants your btw!

You guy, the means of entraining private goods is really amazing.

"Ah, in that case, it fits well with the relationship between Tong Mo and Qi Mu~"

Class monitor Nishinari Oguri said.

Did you start talking nonsense before it got dark?monitor.

Goujuanji was selected by Tong Mo as the fifth of the lower string, and the reason is simple, because of the sound.

[If the world I lived in before is regarded as an anime, and the current world is also regarded as an anime, the voices of Wulei and Gozuki, who have similar timbres, should be voiced by the same voice actor. ]

"Wow~~ It seems that Tong Mo has a very interesting project in mind."

"Maybe Tong Mo will become a great cartoonist in the future."

Regarding Tong Mo's words, Oguri Nishinari also found his own explanation.

"Out of my mind!"

"Looking forward to the publication of Tong Mo's works, I am very interested."

"Honestly, can he write now? I want to see it."

......

Oguri Nishinari's words, of course, are also about the setting of Tongma. In fact, all the students above have expressed their views.

You have a group of fans even before you start creating, you are worthy of it.

A guy who likes to trouble others.

"Thank you, thank you~"

Tong Mo has obviously accepted everyone's praise, and expressed his gratitude with peace of mind.

As soon as the class meeting was over, Qi Mu withdrew.

The heart of fleeing the school quickly made Qi Mu's pace seem a little hasty.

"Qimu."

Someone called out to him.

Qi Mu looked back, um, he knew him, the main attacker of the volleyball team, Yuu, who had been educated by Gou Juanji and Tong Mo before.

What's the matter, do you want to play volleyball again?

I don't have that much free time.

"What is the idea of ​​the cultural festival in your class?"

As soon as General Yu opened his mouth, it was a topic that had nothing to do with volleyball, which surprised Qi Mu who thought he couldn't do without volleyball.

Are you creative?

Not much creativity.

Qi Mu didn't want to repeat Tong Mo's words, so he simply said two words: [Haunted House].

"Is it so unconventional?" General You provocatively asked habitually.

Hmm, it's just so vulgar and boring.

Qi Mu nodded perfunctorily.

"Then I'll cooperate and go play some time."

What, what?

What are you guys talking about dangerously?

Qi Mu, who was originally perfunctory, opened his eyes wide immediately, and looked at the determined eyes of General Yu, who seemed to be very disgusted, oops, oops——

Are you really going to die?

Where are the vengeful Tong Mo and Gou Juan Ji?

If you don't want to leave a dark history, don't go.

Qi Mu wanted to say a lot to General You for a while, but he swallowed the words back.

[It's boring, don't go. 】

The person with super powers offered a little care for his classmates and persuaded him.

General You looked at Qi Mu suspiciously, and said, "I know that the activities in your class are not as good as ours, but you don't have to be so inferior, I won't hold you back."

Who is inferior.

I'm afraid that you will be played to death by Tong Mo and Gou Juanji.

Unnecessary misunderstandings increased again, which made Qi Mu a little depressed.

Forget it.

whatever.

Don't be scared to cry at that time, leave ugly photos of black history, and execute public executions, only to think of my kindness today.

"At that time, I will find a few people to come and support me." General You said.

Are you so hard on yourself?

Not only do you want people in our class to witness your dark history, but you also want your good friends to watch your ugly photos? !

This is the first time I met you, General Yu.

People with superpowers thought that they really watched it on the day of the cultural festival.

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