[Net King] Gently kill the crane

Yang stretched his figure very long.

Tsurumi, who stood still, watched the distant figure, her eyes gradually turned cold, and a haze crept up her tense face silently.

I dragged my tired body and mind to walk home.Taking out the letter from the mailbox at the gate of the courtyard, Tsurumi heard a greeting.

"Yo~"

There was a young man sitting on the steps in front of the door with his legs wide open, waving briskly at her.Under the gloomy dusk, the face could not be seen clearly, only a mouthful of neat white teeth caught the eye.

She knew that it was Ah Xue.

"You're back, why don't you go into the house?"

Putting the mail in his hand, Tsurumi walked towards the door along the path.

"I forgot to bring the keys." Ah Xue laughed with a gentle voice.Taking advantage of the time when she took out the key to open the door, Ah Xue, who was staring intently at the key turning, suddenly said, "I went to my sister's school today."

"Then? Do you like it?"

"Ah, it's very beautiful, the environment is beautiful, and the various facilities have opened my eyes." After a pause, Ah Xue added, "There are also beautiful people."

beautiful people?Tsurumi frowned and looked at him.Which girl is this?

Facing Tsurumi's questioning eyes, Xue narrowed his eyes and smiled without saying a word.

"Stinky boy." Nodding his younger brother's forehead in reproach, Tsurumi opened the door and entered the room first.In the dark living room, parents are not at home.

Turning on the chandelier, Tsurumi lazily sent his "three-good brother" Ah Xue to cook in the kitchen, and then lay down on the sofa with all his strength.

So a family of sisters, friends and brothers respectful, harmonious and harmonious.All the estrangements in the past month have been eliminated, and the two of them have returned to their original intimacy...

Staring blankly at the chandelier emitting dazzling white light above his head, Tsurumi had a wounded look in his eyes.

Obviously knowing that such a disguise is ugly, but now, even if it is not possible, what is the use?

17 The battle of two men

Chapter Seventeen Kaze Matasaburo

Tsurumi closed his eyes wearily.

Even though he refused to be bright, the pale light still dazzled his pupils through his closed eyelids.

The scene of arguing about applying for the Ice Emperor flashed in front of my eyes like a revolving lantern.

At that time, although Ah Xue was quiet and silent in front of her, his stubborn eyes were full of dark tides, containing unfathomable strong emotions.

Tsurumi has always understood that younger brother's unspoken line—is it embarrassing to dislike me, sister?

Once the words come to this point, she loses any room for rebuttal.There is only silence to give in.

But... Ah Xue doesn't understand the ecological environment of the Ice Emperor Academy at all.It's not that he wants to monopolize the benefits, nor is he afraid of being seen to have such a younger brother.

only……

I don't want to see the people I care about get hurt.

In such a cruel and indifferent campus.

——The strong come first.

Now, if you want to ask any student of Ice Emperor, what is the spirit of Ice Emperor?

So most of the time, no, it should be said that 100% will get such an answer.

ridiculous.

Raise your eyes and look around the classroom ecology that is "determined by the strong".

Can't help pulling the corners of his mouth to make a trace of deep ridicule.

Two years ago, at the beginning, it was obviously not like this.

Like all Japanese schools, Ice Emperor at that time followed a strict system of seniors.All the associations are ranked according to their seniority, with the elders occupying the leading positions, and wantonly reprimanding and teaching the younger generations.

When you see a senior, you have to salute. Even if the senior's admonition is unreasonable, you should listen humbly, and then give prudent advice based on the situation on the spot.

This is the campus projection of the social ecology that all Japanese must abide by throughout their lives.A miniature social reserve world.

Today, Bingdi has become a new school campus in the capital known for its belief in the Western school's new thinking creed of "strength first".

Although more clubs are still dominated by elders, the awe of seniors still remains in the hearts of many students.

But as long as you have the confidence and ability, the juniors bravely challenge the status of the seniors. Such behavior is encouraged and advocated, and will not be condemned or punished too much.

It should be said, at least on the surface.

The actual implementation depends on the measurement and disposition of the seniors in power and the soft and hard power of the thorny juniors.

Even such limited progress is enough to attract widespread attention and attention in the capital.

It was that man who changed all that forcefully.

"Are you going to bow your head to the seniors who are just older than you like that?"

Liang Jun once repeated this to Tsurumi.

That was the announcement of Atobe who challenged all the seniors and won the kingship of the entire tennis club resounded throughout the tennis club activity room.

Liang said that he was enlightened at that time, and suddenly realized that he did not need to always submit to the so-called "senior" who was no stronger than himself.

"That guy is really powerful." Saying these words, Liang's expression was full of approval that couldn't be concealed.

Yes.Tsurumi nodded slightly in agreement.

Atobe was right, of course he was not reconciled.

No one is willing to bow their heads willingly, but after being hit and squeezed for too long, some people will forget their unwillingness, just like Liang did back then.

There are also people who suppress themselves and lower their heads while clenching their teeth silently, just like... Miyoshi Tsurumi all along.

"Representative of Miyoshi." The slightly anxious call brought back Tsurumi's thoughts.

The girls with the support group hurried into the second-year Group A classroom.First, he carefully glanced at Atobe in the front row, making sure that he was not noticed, and leaned close to Miyoshi Tsurumi and lowered his voice, "There is another conflict."

In the corner of the empty corridor, Tsurumi heard the outline of the matter.

There was a girl who offended Mika Aikawa, the review representative, with words, and was blocked in the women's toilet by girls from the support group led by Aikawa, who pressed her face into the sink with the bridle on.

School bullying.

This is often used by public opinion to condemn the deformed product of the "strict hierarchy".Even if we change the way of ecological balance and pursue "the strongest come first", it will not be eradicated, and it will only intensify.

"Isn't there hot water in the bridle?" Tsurumi patiently asked the girl who ran over anxiously for help.

"No, but..."

"Then nothing will happen. Aikawa and the others won't choke people to death. The worst case is that artificial respiration is needed." Tsurumi patted the other person's shoulder generously, trying to comfort him.

Although she knew full well that such an approach would have no consoling effect.

"Representative of Sanhao!" The voice of the girl who asked for help was anxious, "Aren't you going to take care of it?"

so troublesome.

Although the villain in his heart is already in the form of complaining impatiently, on the surface Miyoshi Tsurumi still sticks to the integrity and prudence that a "trusted person" should have.

Standing firmly on the ground with both feet, it is as stable as a mountain.

"I don't know the ins and outs of the matter, and I can't judge the cause and effect rashly. This is Aichuan-kun's private affairs. As an outsider, I have no position to interfere. I am very sorry."

Yes, even though the other party is a representative of the support group, even though the main body of the parties involved are members of the support group, this is not the affairs of the support group, but a private action of Mika Aikawa.

There is no position to interfere, and there is no reason.

The heroic knight who descends from the sky with a shining light like a god, punishing rape, eradicating evil and rescuing the weak is less than the scene of water and fire, regardless of Tsurumi's gender, it is all wrong, even considering that she calls herself a "boy" on the Internet. It is by no means true "justice" to act rashly by claiming to be a "spokesperson for justice".

In fact, in most cases, the knights who adhered to the so-called "chivalry" in the Middle Ages, according to the strength of the two parties in the conflict, gave a helping hand that they thought was righteous, and often helped the robbers in trouble to kill the villagers who were struggling to resist.

of course.

Tsurumi maintained a gentle and amiable smile, facing the anxious girl who was almost crying.

She knew better than anyone else that Mika Aikawa's behavior was naked bullying, which was absolutely certain.Even, the reason for the cruel behavior is largely related to the figure that the girls yearn for.

It's just that offending a powerful girl in the support team for an irrelevant girl is too uneconomical. It neither conforms to Miyoshi Tsurumi's private economics, nor is it commensurate with keeping a low profile. guidelines.

Smiling apologetically, she turned and left resolutely, ignoring the endless pleadings behind Gu.

When Tsurumi walked into the classroom, Atobe was sitting on the throne that belonged to him, calmly flipping through a book.After more than a year of being in the same class, Tsurumi has already summed up his experience. During get out of class time, as long as Atobe stays in the classroom, he will basically only do this one activity.

Tsurumi doesn't think that Atobe really loves reading that much, although "reading" is indeed filled in the column of his hobbies in the supporting group's information book.

It's just that such a conceited pretender, even if it's purely out of self-esteem, it's impossible to gather around to discuss such nonsense topics as other boys in the class.

It was really hard work for him, and he had to put on airs or something.

Couldn't help but glanced back and forth at him with sympathetic eyes, Tsurumi suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

Yes, hearty and loud laughter, together with the unresolved haze and heaviness in my heart, was released far away with the laughter until it dissipated at the end of the vast void.

The young man sitting in the front row suddenly raised his eyes without warning, and a frightening cold light shot from his slightly squinted eyes.

Being pierced by the gaze that seemed to see through everything, Miyoshi Tsurumi immediately shivered, a chill ran down the tailbone