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"Ugh."

The one hundred and eighth time a sigh sounded beside the cooking table.

Yukimura Seichi stopped cutting strawberries on the chopping board and looked up at his home economics partner.

He watched Mie Yukimi adding sugar infinitely into the egg-shaped container while stirring with an egg beater.

One, two, three—that's enough, the teacher on the podium is staring at us, stop it!

"Yezhi." Yukimura Seiichi hesitated to speak, "Your sugar..." Did you add too much sugar?

"Huh?" Xuejian Weizhi looked up, she scraped a small piece of icing sugar with her little finger, put it in her mouth and sipped it, then shook her head, "No, it's not sweet enough."

Don't be like this, you have already poured out a whole bag of white sugar. Didn't you find that the slurry in the container is as thick as cement and can't be stirred?

Yukimura Seiichi, a virtuous young man who has never received an A in a home economics class, partnered with Yukimi Mie for the first time, and he finally understood what Masaharu Nioh meant by "cooking comparable to Seigaku dry juice".

Standing in the sacred classroom of home economics, he had the honor to witness the birth of a brilliant new star in the dark culinary world.

Therefore, when he found out that Yukimie Mie borrowed unused sugar from the classmate next to him and continued to add Jiajia under the teacher's blank gaze, Yukimura Seiichi's expression was calm, kind and peaceful.

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"Is Zhizhi in a bad mood today?" He put the cut strawberries into a small plate for Yukimi Mie to arrange, and took the initiative to take over the task of stirring the "cement".

As expected of Yukimura, who has been praised by Xue Jianweizhi for being "beautiful and kind-hearted", he is very reliable.

"It's not that I'm in a bad mood." Yukimi Mie, who almost drowned the classroom with a sigh, said with a sigh, "I just doubt myself a little."

"?" Seiichi Yukimura made a question mark.

Don’t you guys with the second disease say “I am the only one in the sky and the world” every day?He still remembers Yukimi Mie's complex "personal design":

The pupil of insight, the flame of the abyss, the key to evolution, the hub to transform rationality and animal nature... There are many tricks at a young age.

Fortunately, Rikkai University's discipline committee member has always been Yukimi Miie's old acquaintance Genichiro Sanada, otherwise the review of "grooming and appearance violates discipline" would be enough for her to fill an Oxford dictionary.

The black-faced god Genichiro Sanada is ruthless and selfless. When he was in junior high school, he caught cosplayer Mie Yukini who seemed to sneak out of the next-door comic exhibition at the school gate, and he wanted to take her to the dean's office on the spot.

Did not move.

Genichiro Sanada was shocked on the surface and wrestled with the little girl whose head was only as high as his chest. With more than ten years of kendo training, he was hard-pressed to win Mie Yukimi.

The hands of the two were wrestling together, and he felt a hard callus.

Accumulated over time, the cocoon is made by those who work hard.

This is a master of swordsmanship.

"You can't enter the school dressed like this." Genichiro Sanada frowned, ignoring the battle on his wrist that was about to fall, "It's fine to submit a doctor's certificate. The choker you wear around your neck is definitely not acceptable." .”

"Doctor's certificate?" The little girl who raised her head to meet Genichiro Sanada's eyes was shocked, "Do you have a certificate with Dr. Yosano? I think you, a bad guy, want me to die."

A doctor who uses chainsaws and pliers to perform operations on a daily basis, how many times must she be amputated before she can get a disability certificate from Yosano Akiko?

Genichiro Sanada couldn't understand. He looked at himself who was defeated in the arm-wrestling war, but he couldn't convince himself that the classmate in front of him was an innocent and poor disabled person.

"...You take down the choker, and I'll let you in." Genichiro Sanada took a step back, sticking to the bottom line of the disciplinary committee.

Hearing this, Xuejian Weizhi looked at him strangely.

"Do you know what this is?" She was shocked, "Man, you are so indiscreet! I really misunderstood you when you said such crazy words to a girl I met for the first time! "

Genichiro Sanada:? ? ?

He has been accused of being a "black-faced god", "inhuman", and "like a killer with no emotions", but no one has ever said that he is "disorderly".

He was a single mother and fetus, so why was he so disrespectful?Genichiro Sanada couldn't figure it out.

Is it because he didn't take the long list of secondary settings that Xuejian Weizhi told him before seriously, which angered the self-esteem of the girl with secondary illness?

No, only a fool would take it seriously.Do you think that you can escape the sanction of the disciplinary committee by describing the choker that violated discipline as "the hub for the conversion between animal nature and reason"?nonexistent.

"If you insist on asking me to take it down, you may lose your virginity today." Xue Jian Weizhi said seriously like never before, "Man, don't try to make fire, you can't extinguish the fire you started yourself! "

She couldn't believe that Lihai University's style of study was so open. For a while, Fukuzawa Yukichi's words to her were not as deafening as before.

"Zhizhi." Fukuzawa Yukichi put his hand on the little girl's shoulder, and said calmly and seriously, "Don't take off the blindfold, bandage, hairpin, and choker. Your classmates are very fragile. Don't hurt them."

"It's like Ranpo must wear the glasses given by the president to use [Super Reasoning]? I also need to use the sealed item sent by the president to seal my own power, so as to defend world peace?" The little girl drew inferences.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was at a loss for words for a moment, and then he embraced the idea that coaxing one child is coaxing, and coaxing two children is also coaxing, and nodded with his solemn face of a person who could never tell a lie: "Yes, that's it."

Zhizhi understands that, as a messenger of justice, she will definitely protect the chastity of her classmates.

Even if the man in front of her is so indiscreet, she still has to stick to the bottom line and defend his chastity!

"Draw your sword!" Xuejian Weizhi casually picked up a branch from the ground and pointed at Genichiro Sanada with the sword, "Evil Disciplinary Committee forces, we cannot condone your horrific acts of persecuting world peace. If you want to break the seal, Unless you step over my dead body!"

On the first day of entering junior high school, Genichiro Sanada found himself getting old.

He couldn't understand the current fashion at all, what was going on in this person's mind?

Genichiro Sanada, who was dazed but deeply rooted in his kendo practice, picked up a branch from the ground and had a sparring match with Mie Yukimi in the grove.

Five minutes later, the refreshed girl walked away with her small schoolbag on her back, leaving the discipline committee member alone in the grove doubting life.

It can't be blamed for Genichiro Sanada's suspicion of life. His kendo was taught by his grandfather, who is the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department.The old man was born and died in the police force, and his swordsmanship is naturally amazing. Sanada Genichiro has never lost a few games since he started learning swords by himself.

However, Yukimi Mie's swordsmanship was brought out by Fukuzawa Yukichi.

When she was unable to control the power called "spells", kendo was a life-saving technique taught to her by Fukuzawa Yukichi, and it was a real killing technique.

What is killed is not a human being, but a terrifying and powerful curse spirit born from negative human emotions.

It's no wonder that Xuejian Weizhi has always been lacking in interest in the activities of the Kendo Department.

For her to practice rigorously, it would be better to do two sets of radio gymnastics.

"If the head of the Kendo Department hadn't persuaded Sanada-kun to make a bet with me by exempting the disciplinary committee, I wouldn't be on his boat."

Yukimi Mie said to Yukimura Seiichi: "I know why Sanada-kun must beat me once. This man who cares about every detail has wanted to arrest me for a long time to write a review."

The stern and selfless black-faced god, who can only watch the violations and exceptions rampant in front of his eyes for three years, but can't send her to the dean's office, he is not reconciled.

"So, is it because Genichiro doubts himself?" Yukimura Seichi poured the slurry into the mold and put it in the oven for a certain time.

"No." Xuejian Weizhi stared at the clear yellow light in the oven, "I'm defeated by Liao, the only one who can defeat me is myself—and my guardian QAQ who doesn't play cards according to common sense"

"Mr. Fukuzawa?" Seiichi Yukimura recalled the serious and simple man he had seen at the parents' meeting. He was so upright that he shocked the audience. Even the most troublesome boy in the class walked against the corner of the wall like a mute that day.

"The president told me that a junior college sent me an admission invitation." Yukimi Mie was lying on the side of the cooking table, the warm light from the oven shone on the soft down on her face, and the whole figure was shaking lazily kitten with tail.

"Zhijun said that math scores may not be required for admission to junior colleges, which is very suitable for me--is my math so bad?"

There is one thing to say, indeed, it is horrible.

Half of Kunikida Doppo's pressure comes from Osamu Dazai, and the other half comes from your math grades.

"...Are you not going to Likai University next year?" Yukimura Seichi asked softly.

He has a wonderful friendship with Mie Yukimi for three years, and he knows that although she is full of secondary school, she is a good child and will not refuse the request of her guardian Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"I don't know." Xuejian Weizhi opened the oven, and took out the plate of small brownies that were so sweet that humans could not bear without wearing gloves.

The high temperature caused pain in the hands of others wearing thick cooking gloves. She touched the charred baking pan directly, as if she didn't feel it.

"The president said that the teacher from the technical school will come to Yokohama to have an interview with him today." Yukimi Mie took a bite of the strawberry on the cake, and regretted giving up her plan to share "food" under Yukimura Seiki's eyes of refusal. "It seems to be my future head teacher? I don't know what kind of person it is."

"Really..." Seiichi Yukimura nodded thoughtfully. He glanced at the girl's fingertips that were wet from eating strawberries, and took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over.

"No need." Yukimi Mie licked the water droplets on her fingertips, and said briskly, "It's hard to wash the handkerchief if it's dirty, thank you."

"You don't need to pay it back." His voice was very soft.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, Yukimie Mieda looked sideways at Yukimura Seichi who seemed no different from usual.

She is beautiful and kind, she is her fri