Crush on classmate Knotweed

Due to the movement of being punched in the stomach, Dongtang Aoi bent his back, but soon, he stood up, and punched Hirohito Knotabagi in the face with his fists sensitively and quickly.

The knotweed dodged the fist with a cold face.

"Your name is Polygonum cuspidatum Yuren?" Dongtang shrugged, his bones crunching together. "First grade, very good. Before the battle, let me ask you a question, what type of woman do you like?"

Yuko Ozawa, who was absconding, paused.

Knotabagi Yuhito's original wartime cold expression turned into a constant astonishment: "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

"Don't worry about it," Todo Aoi's indifferent voice became even more abrupt among a group of people who were fighting fiercely. "It's just an assessment."

Knotabagi Yuhito was stunned and thought for a few seconds.

He thought about it: "...Although I don't quite understand what you are talking about, but if you insist, it should be a tall girl with a big butt?"

Dongtang Aoi on the opposite side suddenly widened his eyes.

"Is it the type of Jennifer Lawrence?" Knotabagi Yuhito continued to add.

Without waiting for the reaction of the people behind, Ozawa Yuko paused, quickly regained her pace and slipped up quickly.

Fu Heihui, the liar!He actually only told her that Polygonum cuspidatum likes tall girls!

big liar!

She ran up the stairs angrily, and was about to get into the building when she ran into a long-haired woman in a white coat.

"Miss Jiaru?" The girl was a little surprised, "You came back from vacation so quickly?"

Jia Ruzi turned his head, "Oh, you're here. Just in time, this year's sister school exchange meeting, I finally don't have to be so busy."

The people outside the window were fighting in the sunlight, the cockroaches of Dongdou Aoi and the boys were glowing under the light spot, and the blonde girl riding a broom was knocked down by Fu Heihui's technique.

The bullets that Zhenyi shuttled were blocked by sister Maki's long knife.

"Look at their style of play," Jia Ruozi raised his chin, "The sister school exchange meeting is almost ahead of schedule, and I can't wait to beat each other to death."

Yuko Ozawa rejoiced: "Fortunately, I don't need to go out and fight with them."

She has a gentle temperament by nature, doesn't like intense things, and likes to stay quietly.

"Not many people like it," said Jia Ruozi, "but do you know why they fight so fiercely? Can't wait for everyone to fight hard?"

Yuko Ozawa was suspicious: "Because they like it?"

"Who would like to fight?" She folded her hands, holding a can of drink under her hand. "It's because our rating system is a recommendation system. There are so many people in a grade, and you need to be outstanding enough to be recommended to the upper level by the teacher. The upper level will determine your level, so they need to constantly show themselves with their achievements."

A very backward system.

Ozawa Yuko said weakly: "...you seem to be in the Warring States Period."

"We rely on what we did in the hospital," Jiarui Glass continued, "because the higher the level of the conjurer, the higher the amount and status he gets, so, for money or something else, many conjurers It’s all about this level.”

She organized her words carefully: "Miss Jiajin, if you offend the higher-ups, what should you do if the higher-ups deliberately don't give this magician a rating?"

After Yuko Ozawa finished speaking, she felt something was wrong again, and looked worriedly at Yarui Nigzi, who was behind the light.

She carefully changed her rhetoric: "I mean, in case..."

"Something like this has happened," Jiarui Jiazi lowered his voice, "So, offending the upper class is not something that ordinary magicians can accept, but Wu doesn't like such things very much."

She took out the key from the bag she was carrying, nodded back, and signaled Yuko Ozawa to follow her.

Yuko Ozawa thought for a moment, "Miss Iari, speaking of it this way, the authority of the upper echelon seems to be very large, is it much greater than Mr. Wujo?"

"In terms of power, yes." The key to the family's glass turned the door, "There are many people in the magic world. They come to special schools to study, and it is only a matter of more than 200 years to become magicians. Many people are still from their families People carry it, but if you want to survive with dignity, the top management is a force to be reckoned with."

Ozawa Yuko nodded obediently.

But she was a little strange, with such a normal scientific tone, how could she hear Teacher Wutiao complaining about the hatred and resentment of the high-level people every day?

"Miss Jiajin," the door had already been fully opened, "I still don't understand one thing, what is Su Nuo's container?"

The lights snapped on.

The voice of the family scorpion sounded: "Ah, didn't the knotweed tell you? He came to the school because of the special curse that devoured Su Nuo's finger."

"It was originally a death sentence," she put on the gloves on herself, "but Wu got him a reprieve because he wanted him to find the rest of Su Nuo's fingers, and after they were all collected, he would destroy that poor child."

She threw the glove to the dazed Ozawa Yuko.

Yuko Ozawa lowered her head and caught a glimpse of the pure white gloves stained with alcohol, with blood stains, her mind was almost spinning for a while.

wipe out?Do you mean killing a living boy?

Why didn't Knotweed Yuren not tell her... Wait, if she was Knotweed, she wouldn't tell her ordinary friends of the opposite sex, she would die soon.

He didn't tell himself, it must be because he also wanted others to treat him as a normal person, as an ordinary high school boy Katsuobu Yuhito.

Rather than the container of Su Nuo.

"Why?" Ozawa Yuko said softly, "Why him, he is still very young, not even an adult."

Jia Ruozi continued to tilt his head and inject the injection.

She suddenly raised her face: "Miss Jiajin, with my reversal spell, is it possible to bring Su Nuo's fingers out of the body of the knotweed, and then heal his body polluted by the special curse?"

"It's possible," Jiarui Glass said absently, "There are many forms of reversal spells, such as healing, such as reversing other people's spells, but you should be healing like me."

She had no doubts: "Wu said you are."

Yuko Ozawa nodded hopefully.

In an instant, she put on the gloves tremblingly, feeling for the first time that she needed to learn this skill well.

"You are a first-level conjurer," Iamui Glass said, "so your comprehension skills should be very good. Therefore, I will only say twice about healing. I hope you don't ask me the same question too many times."

The blue bed curtain of the infirmary was drawn.

When the light outside the door was dimmed, Ozawa Yuko opened the door in a dizzy manner. She curled up and sat on the stool outside, with her hands resting on her forehead, her eyes closed tightly in pain.

These bodies hurt by curse spirits or curse masters are terrible!

She raised her head in despair, thinking about the philosophy of life for half a second, but it was the doctor's high salary and the ideal of treating patients that made her bow her head.

"What did you learn?" Jia Ruozi asked.

"Things injected with magic power, even ordinary items, can be turned into magic tools," she replied weakly, "There is a certain chance of healing the missing arms and short legs and death caused by the magic spell, but small scratches on the skin are very easy to treat." trouble."

She continued: "There is no regretless death for a conjurer. If there is a lot of resentment, it will become a curse."

Yuko Ozawa dragged his exhausted body back to the house.

When she opened the door, the girls were lying straight on the wooden floor, the air conditioner was on, and there was a sour smell in the air.

Nagasaki Yamei gritted her teeth and accepted the application: "Yuko! You came just in time!"

Maki, who was helping her apply the medicine, finally closed her eyes.

Yuko Ozawa applied the medicine almost numbly, and tried to inject the mantra into the medicine bottle. After finishing the medicine for the two ladies, she went to another room with her little medical kit.

She opened the door with a bang.

"Hey! Why didn't you just come in without knocking?" Katsuobu Yuhito cried out in horror.

Yuko Ozawa woke up and opened his eyes.

The hanging chandelier in the room shone dazzlingly and brightly into her eyes. She blinked and looked down, and saw the boys start to put on their shirts in a panic.

Fu Heihui hurriedly put on a piece of clothing to cover her fair and thin skin: "Don't look, turn around quickly!"

Yuko Ozawa turned weakly and leaned against the door frame.

She waited for a while, she didn't seem to hear the sound, and then she turned sideways, only to see Yuzu Yuhito's body was blocked by a big pillow, when she looked, he had just put on the black shorts.

"Remember to knock on the door next time." Junping carefully tore off the corner of his clothes.

Yuko Ozawa nodded mechanically: "Is there any injury that I need to heal? Tomorrow is the sister exchange meeting."

"Let's do it ourselves," Yuzu Yuhito tentatively stretched out his hand, but his bronzed skin hesitated to approach. "We can do it ourselves, we don't need your help."

She said tiredly: "It's okay, anyway, I haven't seen your bodies before."

Fu Heihui turned his head with dilated pupils.

Junpei stretched out his neck curiously: "Whose body?"

"I just met," Yuko Ozawa closed his eyes tiredly, pushing back their wild thoughts. "There is no one who is still secretive to the doctor, hurry up, I want to rest."

The three boys all looked at each other, none of them were ashamed to be the first ones, and they even hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

Junpei thought for a while, then pushed the knotweed Yuhito with his hands, he was lowering his head with his face flushed.

The knotweed Youren rested his hot head on his wrist, not daring to lift it up, and said in a mosquito voice: "...Okay, then I'll come first."

After he finished speaking, he looked at her vigilantly and shyly, and quickly took off his clothes.

When Yuko Ozawa, who was fighting with the sleepy god, opened his eyes again, he saw the originally cheerful and generous boy blushing with shame. He lowered his head, revealing his bronze-skinned back, a smooth and stylish spine transformed from well-developed muscles to The waist is narrow and straight, and the upper body has everything except the fabric.

And this ferocious tiger, which beat people very fiercely, lowered its head at this time, and obediently grabbed the corner of the lichen with its hands and dared not let it go.

Ozawa Yuko's face turned red.

"I'm using a spell!" The girl's scream resounded throughout the school, "I don't want you to take off your clothes!"

Knotweed Yujin is a stinky hooligan!

So when she was treating with the inversion technique, the pink-haired boy lay on the narrow table, blushing so hard that he dared not lift it up, and when she finished, he was still tense and motionless.

Yuko Ozawa got up and was about to help Junpei. She hesitated after thinking about it, and finally retracted the sentence "Why didn't you tell me about Su Nuo's container".

Forget it, it's Knotabagi Yuren who wishes to be an ordinary person, so she won't expose it.

After tossing and turning, and forcibly turning that feeling of admiration into friendship and concern, she couldn't help but say, "You should have a good chance of winning a fight with them, right?"

"Is there?" Fu Heihui said, "I believe Kizaki on the girl side, and on the boy side, it seems that many people want to play knotweed, but that Dong Tang over there is quite fond of knotweed."

"He still calls me my best friend, but I don't even know him." The voice in the arms was muffled.

Yuko Ozawa yawned: "Good luck."

As the only person in the two schools who didn't have to go to the sister school exchange meeting, she fell asleep tiredly, but lay down happily until she woke up naturally, as if all the fatigue from last night had disappeared.

But outside the window the dusk is on the verge of falling.

Yuko Ozawa stretched her waist, rubbed her eyes and walked to the corridor, just in time to see the water droplets sprinkled by the kettle reflecting the colorful light.

"Hey, it's Junpei?" She cheered up, "How about it, did we win the game?"

Junpei sighed, "You actually fell asleep here."

Yuko Ozawa frowned: "Why not?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised," he turned his head back to continue watering the flowers, his eyes drooping. "You don't even know what will happen in the communication. The curse master broke into the school, and Mr. Gojo issued his spell. Compared with the students in Kyoto, they are the highlight... Ah, it's too complicated to say."

She urged, "Don't just say half of what you said."

Junping shook his head: "I'm too boring to talk, everyone should prefer to listen to other people's words, Ozawa-san should go and listen to other people's retelling."

Ozawa Yuko froze in place, she thought for a moment blankly, as if she saw her once obese shadow under his too long bangs blocking her eyes.

She controlled all her strength to laugh: "Don't say that, I'm actually very interested in Junpei."

"You're more interested in knotweed," he teased, "I think you can go and listen to what he has to say, he will definitely tell you well."

Yuko Ozawa frowned, "I don't like it, no, both of you are my friends."

She has worked very hard these days, trying not to look at the knotweed stick, trying not to think about anything about him, and slowly pressing all the girls' thoughts into her heart.

But maybe there is no piece of paper in the world that can hold fire.

Yuko Ozawa brought the topic to him: "Yoshino, do you often water the flowers?"

"I was asked by the Disciplinary Committee to plant flowers again." Shunping continued to water the flowers with his head down, "I have always been asked to do many things."

Yuko Ozawa gradually lowered her eyelashes: "...why?"

"Others don't like me," he said in a dull tone. "Maybe I'm really annoying. I tried my best to become inconspicuous in class, but there are still people who don't like me."

"We are right." Her low words merged with the dripping water.

Shunping sneered, "Teachers and classmates feel that we are wrong, so we might as well give them the wrong look—"

"Eh?" He raised his eyes belatedly, "What did you say about us?"

Ozawa Yuko looked at him strangely: "Don't you know that we are also being bullied in our country?"

"Ah?" Junpei stopped watering the flowers in astonishment, "Have you been bullied? Why are people still bullying you?"

She was tall, with snow-white cheeks always smiling, and she seemed and was easy to get along with.

The girl opposite smiled softly.

"It doesn't look like this in our country," Yuko Ozawa stared at the flowers in the nursery that were stained with water. "It's very fat, 1.5 meters, and only weighs more than 160 catties. No one wants to talk to me."

Junpei is indescribable: "I thought I was the only one like this..."

"I often wonder why," she said gloomily, "At that time, I logged into Hell Girl's forum at midnight every day, wishing they would die quickly."

Junpei echoed in a low voice, "Me too."

"But think about it," Ozawa Yuko said emotionally, "it's not worth sending us to hell together for the sake of their poor lives."

Junping: "I almost did it, mainly because the teachers and classmates watched me being bullied silently. At that time, there was a bad guy who kept saying that he would help me become stronger. I almost believed it..."

He was almost killed by the real person.

"Others miss junior high school," Yuko Ozawa sighed, "but I don't want to. It would be great if my junior high school wasn't like that."

She smiled: "It must be a more generous look. I don't have to think over and over again what others say casually, and I don't reflect on myself reflexively. At that time, my personality must be the same as Nagasaki Wild Rose!"

Wild Rose is so confident, even self-confident, she is not afraid of rumors, and loves herself while improving her strength.

"You're fine now too," Junpei reassured. "You have a very good personality, unlike those who show off their power, you have always been humble and have a good temper."

He pondered for a while, then mustered up his courage and said, "Do you still like Knotweed Yuren?"

Yuko Ozawa froze.

"I don't like it," she pursed her lips, "what's the matter?"

Junpei thought for a while, then bit his jaw and said, "If you don't go to the art museum with Yukimura Seiichi, perhaps, can you go out with me tomorrow?"

Yuko Ozawa let out a cry of astonishment.

"I didn't mean to take advantage of you," he quickly waved his hand, explaining that he sent the phone by express. "I just found out that this person is going to the city center to watch a movie tomorrow."

Yuko Ozawa saw clearly that the boy on his phone with the note "Bug" bought two movie tickets.

Junpei stared at her imploringly.

She thought about it, and with a flash of inspiration, she raised the corners of her lips like a magazine model: "Okay, I will definitely pretend to be your girlfriend and go find trouble with him together."

"Brother Junpei." Yuko Ozawa blinked her eyelashes charmingly.

Junpei's face merged with the setting sun.

The next moment, she also shyly covered her face, not daring to look back at him.