My front table is Echizen Ryoma

Fujiwara-san recently felt that something was wrong with Kitakami Yuki.

Students other than Fujiwara didn't notice anything at all, because Kitakami Yuki was never quite right.

For example, Beishang's excessive indifference to her classmates, or her almost perverted obsession with mathematics, of course, her inability to compare the faces and names of her classmates is also dissatisfying.

"Ha, are you Ryuzaki? I remember you!"

"No, I'm Tomika Kosakata, Yuki."

Such conversations happen about every other week, which makes people wonder whether Kitakami Yuki's brain has received any unexpected impact.

However, Rina Fujiwara just waved his hand and commented, "This is normal, it's normal for Xiaoyu!"

From this point of view, the boundary between normal and abnormal in Fujiwara's heart is much lower than that of ordinary people.But just like that, Fujiwara actually began to feel that Kitakami was "not normal".

The reason is that Fujiwara discovered that Yuki Kitakami’s recent meal was reduced from one serving of fried noodles, two hot dog buns, one curry bun, and a box of milk to one serving of fried noodles, one hot dog bun, one curry bun, and a box of milk.

It doesn't sound like a big difference, but, as Kitakami Yuki's loyal friend, Fujiwara understands that there is a big difference.

"Oh my God, Xiaoyu must not be able to eat enough every day. She must be worrying about something."

Then, not long after such thoughts persisted in Fujiwara's brain, the "careful" Fujiwara discovered the truth—at least what she thought was the truth.

Her good friend, Kitakami Yuki, a girl with extremely high IQ and extremely low EQ, fell in love unexpectedly.

Who is the object of love?

Fujiwara, who calls himself Sherlock Holmes, certainly knows the answer to this question.

Fujiwara Rina covered her mouth and tried to swallow the secret, but unfortunately she failed, she couldn't wait to make the secret public.

That is, Yuki Kitakami, who is in the second grade in the first year, likes Takeshi Momoshiro in the second grade.

This is undoubtedly a news that can surprise many people, and even the protagonists of the news, Yuki Kitakami and Takeshi Momoshiro, also widened their eyes in shock after hearing the news.

"I like Taocheng senior?"

"I like going north?"

On the day when the protagonist of the incident finally found out, Kitakami Yuki and Momoshiro Takeshi each looked at each other with strange expressions, and then they looked at Fujiwara.

Taocheng and Beishang spoke at the same time, "Is my taste that bad?"

Then, he glanced at the other party angrily and said.

"Who do you say has poor taste, go north?"

"Senior Taocheng, please explain, why am I not good enough for you?"

"It seems that you want to fight!"

"I remember, Senior Taocheng, you don't hit girls."

"Are you a girl too?"

"I count."

"..."

Takeshi Momoshiro was silent for a while, then looked up at Kitakami, "Can you really be considered a girl if you can eat ten pieces of chow mein at one go?"

"..."

Fujiwara looked back and forth between Taocheng and Kitakami, really confused whether the relationship between the two people in front of him was good or bad.

These days, isn't Huanxi Enemy very popular in the TV series at eight o'clock?

"You really aren't a couple?"

Kitakami and Taocheng immediately stopped arguing, and at the same time looked at each other with a disgusted expression, and then firmly told Fujiwara, "I have nothing to do with this guy."

Facing the unanimous voice of the two, Fujiwara thought to himself, you obviously have a tacit understanding.

However, Fujiwara, who knew that his reasoning was wrong, still shook his head angrily, "In my reasoning, you should be in a relationship."

"Stop immersing yourself in the world of Sherlock Holmes, Fujiwara." Kitakami said.

Fujiwara scratched at her hair, her beautiful brown hair was messed up by her, she had no choice but to loosen her hair tie, and began to comb her ponytail again, Fujiwara was busy with her hands and did not intend to let go of the two in front of her and her curiosity.

"Tell me, how did you meet?"

One is a strange girl who is not popular in the class (although Fujiwara himself does not think so), and the other is a handsome senior in the Qing Xue Tennis Club who is also a second-year handsome senior. It is hard to imagine what kind of intersection these two people will have. .

Takeshi Momoshiro frowned. He personally felt that it was not a good memory. He rubbed Bei Shang's hair, leaned over and whispered, "You should tell her."

Fujiwara deeply felt that Taocheng's posture was quite ambiguous, and her heart of gossip began to wake up. After finishing her hair neatly, she moved closer to the two of them so that they could hear more clearly.

Kitakami straightened his body and narrated with a blank expression.

"One day, I heard a person say that his appetite is the biggest in Qing Xue."

Taocheng glanced at her dissatisfied, "Little rascal, who is overthinking himself!"

Kitakami ignored him and continued, "So, I went over to him and asked him if he dared to compete with me."

Fujiwara looked at her suspiciously, "Competition?"

"Yes, Yakisoba Bread Competition."

"..."

Recalling what Taocheng said before, Fujiwara guessed, "Xiaoyu, did you... eat ten?"

"Ah."

"..."

Why can Kitakami answer "um" so calmly?Although, Beishang's appetite has always been great, and she knows it best, but ten is too many, right?

Fujiwara shook his head, "Xiaoyu, you are really amazing... Then, what about Momoshiro-senpai, did you also eat ten?"

When Fujiwara asked this, before Kitakami had time to answer, Momoshiro said excitedly, "It was because of an accident, an accident!"

"what?"

"Anyway, Senior Taocheng lost, and he only ate five." It seemed that the joy of victory had returned to his heart, and Bei Shang changed his usual expressionless face and smiled a little slyly, "Sure enough, Qingxue has the biggest appetite I am the right person."

"That's because there are only five yakisoba bread left!"

"Excuses are all seniors' excuses."

"Oh, let's compare if you don't agree."

"Okay, I will accompany you anytime."

"That's noon today."

"Ah."

Seeing that the two people in front of him had agreed on a strange match in an instant, Fujiwara felt that he couldn't let it go, "It's not good for your health to eat like this."

Momoshiro said, "Fujiwara-senpai, this is a game of dignity, you won't understand."

Kitakami nodded in agreement.

"Hey." Fujiwara sighed helplessly. With her detective instinct—even if she was a self-proclaimed detective, she thought that something would happen at noon today.