[Net King] Gently kill the crane

[Net King] Gently Kill Cranes > Author: Turtle Incapable of Swimming 【End】

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How to Feed a Crane?

Feed soaked millet, occasionally add fish and shrimp, mix red soil and small gravel. Yahoo search said so.

The most important thing is to break its feathers so that it can never fly away. Miyoshi Tsurumi added this.

How to die a crane?

Shooting with guns, killing with knives and sticks, drowning in shrimp cages... Yahoo search shows it like this.

Feed it, make it content with enjoyment, and then release it to the wild and let it perish. Keigo Atobe replied as above.

I beg you two to run towards tomorrow hand in hand, don't come out to endanger the society.

Miyoshi Tsurumi's special skill is to write a tribute to the great sentiment of Keigo Atobe in 5 minutes.

The essence of Miyoshi Tsurumi is Atobe Kuro who is loyal to the cause of slander.

Tell a story of Atobe Kuro's mental journey.

Share encouragement with all Atobe blacks.I hope to make you fall in love with this generous, flamboyant and funny boy again.

What are you Atobe fans afraid of, jump in with confidence!

1V1, HE.Easy not dark.Author's Guarantee.

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The author has something to say:

Yo, hello everyone, the tortoise is here to show you how cute it is.

This time the hero is Keigo Atobe.It really is him.

The wedge part is excerpted from "Miss X's Diary", which is the underline of this article, and it is not recommended to skip it. Who will Miss X be? >_

This time, a new method of unifying the title of a volume is adopted. Please see the "Summary of Contents" to distinguish updates. Please bear with me.

Above, welcome.

Hope you like it~

"How dare such a thick-skinned person continue to live and waste air!"

"Die to the mouth full of gorgeous constipated face!"

"The eldest daughters of XX Academy are all promiscuous abortions!"

"Reiko Takashima is ugly with plastic surgery!"

At that time, I, who wrote these contents on the BBS, didn't know that one day I would be forced to ask me.If it had been expected... Do I still have the courage to do it?

I am a coward.Always.

Isn't everyone doing things like that?Ever since there was such a thing as a campus BBS, various people have left messages on it.Swearing, yelling, and venting all kinds of bad emotions.Anyway, it's not a real-name system, as long as you hide your name casually, you can speak ill of others with peace of mind.

Obviously I am more cautious.

Because I feel scared.Even if the name of the person concerned is hidden in those bad words, anyone with a little knowledge of the inside story can see who is talking about it.So even after being bullied, I dare not post casually on the BBS.By chance, I logged on to the BBS of another school, and poured out my bad emotions on the BBS that no one knew.

The emotions of failing a test, being framed, or simply looking at someone who is not pleasing to the eye, and not having the courage to show it in reality can be released here without any scruples.

Very reassuring place.

Yes, as it should be.

It was discovered.Sure enough, for such a terrifying person, even hiding in a dark corner to criticize is dangerous.

What should I do, what should I do now, there is no excuse for evasion, will I be forced to drop out of school?

No, there is still a silver lining.

That person, that person's words...」

——Excerpt from X Girl's Diary

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Zhang Yichun and Asura

"From today on, I am the emperor of the Ice Emperor Academy."

On the rostrum, the mighty freshman representative is proudly declaring his authority.

The matte blond long hair reflected the rising sun in the east, flashing dazzlingly as he raised his arms high.

It's so dazzling!Miyoshi Tsurumi hastily lowered his head and pressed the center of the bridge of his nose trying to stop the tears that were almost streaming down.

A boring opening ceremony.

Overhead is a huge circular dome, beautifully painted in church models.Miyoshi Tsurumi, who hastily seated himself, has not had time to see what is painted.

The meaningless speeches of freshman representatives echoing in the empty auditorium are really uninteresting. If possible, she would like to study the complicated patterns on the dome. Is it a picture of angels or a gathering of saints?

It would have been nice if I had taken a second look when I first came in.

It's too eye-catching to look up with your neck up now, and the smug guy on the stage will notice it.

Miyoshi Tsurumi didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, freshmen who just entered the school, it's better to be honest, as soon as the guy on the stage entered the school, he yelled and emphasized his presence everywhere, after all, it's not what normal people do.

Anyway, Miyoshi Tsurumi couldn't do it.Moreover, I really feel that he is a bit annoying for doing that.

She took a deep breath, resisted the urge to open her mouth to yawn, turned her neck slightly, and glanced around from the corner of her eye.

In this huge auditorium that accommodates more than a thousand teachers and students in the whole school, it seems that she is not the only one who feels bored.Through the gaps in the crowd, you can see that several boys are putting their heads together and discussing something in a low voice. Looking at the frowns, they are probably dissatisfied with the freshman representative who speaks out loud on the stage.

Most of the girls looked in admiration, looking up at the stage longingly, at least, all the girls within Miyoshi Tsurumi's sight range were like this.She couldn't see farther away, and those upturned faces blocked Miyoshi Tsurumi's sight of looking further away.

No, there is one more person.

When the four eyes met, Miyoshi Tsurumi raised the corners of his lips slightly at the girl who had just yawned, but the girl hesitated for a moment, then quickly lowered his eyes, like a frightened little animal.

A little disappointed looking back, Miyoshi Tsurumi quietly observed the girl with twisted skirt from the corner of her eye. Sitting in another square, she seemed to be a girl from the next class.

What a pity, she glanced at the aspiring girls in her class.It is convenient to make friends in the same class. If you are in a different class, although you can get acquainted, after all, it is of little significance for you to successfully take the first step in the life of an overseas student.

Let's talk about it later.Mixing in the same class with the girls around, life in middle school in the future will definitely be super boring.Miyoshi Tsurumi twisted his fingers angrily.

Despite such calculations in her heart, when the class team walked out of the auditorium step by step, she still couldn't help sneaking out her mobile phone to send an email to her childhood sweetheart who was unfortunately assigned to the next class.

"Hey, hey, there's a cute girl in your class with a tall bun, please pay attention to me! >- Thank you so much! I love you~"

In order to achieve the goal and strengthen the impression of my childhood sweetheart, I especially add carefully calculated disgusting words at the end of the letter.Press the key to send.

Ten seconds later, the phone vibrated in time.

"Miyoshi Tsuru sees that you are crazy!" The childhood sweetheart's anger became like a tennis ball he hit, and he rushed towards him quickly and powerfully.

A lifeless email didn't really pass through the cold LCD screen and fan Miyoshi Tsurumi's face, but she imagined the other party's jumping scene when she read the letter.

Another ten seconds later, the phone vibrated again.

"I saw her, and I will help you find out." At the end, I did not forget to add a personal attack to express the dissatisfaction of the sender, "Pervert, you are actually Lily!"

You're the gay!

Miyoshi Tsurumi's current mood is that he really wants to throw the phone directly to the ground.

Considering that this behavior is too eye-catching, and the behavior of secretly answering and sending emails in the team has also attracted the attention of new students, Miyoshi Tsurumi folded the phone and slipped it into the pocket of the school uniform silently.

Then she looked up.

He was hit by a shocking thunder that fell from the sky and hit him right in the forehead.

The self-satisfied young man who had just performed a complete show on the rostrum walked down the steps slowly, and walked into the front of Miyoshi's team as if no one else was there.

He turned out to be a Group A student too!

To be with this kind of ostentatious human classmate who exudes a "provoking spirit", rather than saying that existence is a big trouble Darkness.

She should have thought about it a long time ago, how could this kind of arrogant and pretentious boy not choose Group A, which is at the top of the alphabet!

If I'm not mistaken, this guy's student number might be No. 1.

When he arrived at the classroom, Miyoshi Tsurumi once again hated his sanity deeply.

Group A No. 1 Keigo Atobe.

The moment she heard this name, she finally understood the source of the boy's unreasonable arrogance.

Those who are rich are not necessarily uncles, but those who donate generously must be uncles.

When they got the notice, all the uncles and aunts said that Miyoshi Tsurumi had a good time.

When she applied for the junior high school, Ice Emperor was just an ordinary one among the many private high schools in Tokyo.

The facilities are ordinary, the students are ordinary, and the teachers are blessed by the board of directors who value teaching quality, which is considered to be the best among several nearby private schools.Therefore, with her average grades above average in elementary school, it is not difficult to get admitted to the middle of the Ice Empire.In addition, the tuition fee of Bingdi is also in the middle of the private schools, which can be regarded as high quality and low price.

But it is the best choice for girls from ordinary families.

However, in the year when Miyoshi Tsurumi was admitted to Hyodi, a person who entered the school at the same time as her changed everything.

Keigo Atobe, the unruly boy standing on the rostrum at the opening ceremony and laughing arrogantly, entrusted the generous sponsorship of his family's company. In just one spring break, the Hyotei Academy has transformed from an ordinary private middle school to a A first-class private school with excellent facilities and excellent teachers.

Also since that year, the difficulty of applying for the Ice Emperor Academy and the price of tuition fees have risen rapidly.