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For Osamu Dazai, who has never been to school seriously, the sense of collective honor in the school sports meeting is an emotion that he will never understand.

But this does not prevent him from sneaking into school every day to practice long-distance running with Fenghe.

Li Xiaolang is not always free to supervise Fenghe. Some time ago, he received a commission and needed to travel far away, so he specially asked Fenghe's physical education teacher to watch her run every day.

Osamu Dazai sees the needles, and lies to the physical education teacher that he is Feng He's elder.In addition, Feng He gave him false testimony, so this person got Feng He's family pass in such a logical way.

"I always feel sorry for the physical education teacher." Feng He stared at Osamu Dazai and sighed.

Osamu Dazai didn't take it seriously: "Anyway, the result is to supervise Xiao Fenghe's running. Does it matter who it is?"

"When Dazai-san looks at it, I disturb me instead."

"Hey--"

"Didn't Xiao Fenghe's mother have a "drive" card?unnecessary……"

Feng He firmly refused: "Cheating is shameful!"

"Okay. I knew you would say that." Osamu Dazai shrugged.

In addition to the official competitions in the sports meeting, students are most enthusiastic about the unified class uniforms, slogans, etc., as well as the card holders who represent the class and walk in the front of the phalanx.

"One class at a time, absolutely not ordinary?" Osamu Dazai heard such a novel slogan for the first time: "Is there any other alternative?"

Feng He opened the class group with a snap.

"Sail the rudder, fight bravely, look at me, and be unstoppable?" Osamu Dazai, who still has a little knowledge of Chinese, vaguely felt that this sentence was a bit tricky: "Is there any requirement that rhymes with four characters?"

"No, but everyone just searched for it on the Internet."

After a little research, Osamu Dazai left the slogan behind with a lack of interest.He cares more about another thing than this.

In Fenghe's class chat group, there is a heated discussion about the candidate for the card holder.

Dazai Osamu kept up with the chat rhythm of the class group by virtue of his ingenuity and powerful translation software of modern equipment, and secretly registered her with Feng He's account without telling her.

By the time Fenghe knew about this, it was already after she was successfully elected as the card holder.

Although Fenghe had been absent from school for most of the semester, her popularity in the class has always been very good, and the girl is already good-looking.Originally, they had been hesitating whether to encourage Li Fenghe to participate, but it was great that she wanted to!

"For clothing, Li can consider wearing his own clothes or applying for class activity funds." The life committee in charge of class fees sent a message to Feng He: "Because there were no activities that required funds in the first half of the year, this year's class Fei is still very rich, and I can allocate 500 yuan for you to purchase clothing."

Feng He, who happily packed two dinners from the cafeteria, looked at his penguin news with a dazed expression on his face.

What does she need the clothing purchase fee for?

So Fenghe carried the dinner with one hand and flipped through the news that he hadn't read before.

"Mr. Dazai!"

It's just that I didn't watch it for a while and started doing things!

Feng He rushed back to her dormitory.

The student dormitory of the school she studied in is a two-person dormitory.Because the school has a lot of money and sufficient funds, although it is a two-person dormitory, everyone has their own private space, but they share a balcony, a small living room, a bathroom and other public spaces.

"Xiao Fenghe, you're finally back." As soon as she entered the door, someone who was looking for something for her waved to her with a look of "Praise me, praise me": "You got a good job for you?"

...Good post a hammer!

Feng He, who didn't want to walk in the phalanx at all, became weak for a while.

But since the life committee has already started to report funding to her, it means that this matter must have been approved by the head teacher, and it would be bad for her to refuse now.

Fenghe weakly put the packed dinner in front of Osamu Dazai, and collapsed on the bed on his back: "Really, you should tell me about this kind of thing next time."

"Is Xiao Fenghe angry?" Osamu Dazai walked over, pressing one knee on the side of the bed and looking down at Fenghe.

"Not at all."

Whether she is a card holder or not, escaping the phalanx is probably impossible.There are a total of 36 students in their class, minus a card holder who is at the forefront of the square formation, there are 35 students left, just enough to walk a 5*7 square formation.

Fenghe changed from lying on his back to lying on his side, and squirmed his body to the side to make room for Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai rarely comes to play with me, but I don't have time to go out with you."

This semester is the first half of her third year of high school, and the sports meeting is their last recreational activity, after which they should fully prepare for the college entrance examination.

"The sports meeting is also very interesting." Osamu Dazai didn't mind.

He came to see Xiao Fenghe.As long as the little Fenghe people are here, it doesn't matter where they are.

Fenghe calculated the time: "My women's 1000 meters will be on the next day. Usually, the sports meeting will end at three or four o'clock in the afternoon the next day, and then we will be given half a day off. How about we go to the garbage street outside the school at night shopping?"

"Garbage Street?" It was another term I hadn't heard before: "Is it like Radium Bowl Street?"

Feng He shook his head again and again, his eyebrows dancing brightly: "That's much worse."

Although the name of Garbage Street is much uglier than Radium Bowl Street, but compared to the content, Garbage Street is ten streets away from Radium Bowl Street.

As we all know, there is a long street with various food stalls near almost every school.Because the long street was not cleaned in the early years and garbage was easy to accumulate, most of the long streets were called "garbage streets" by students.

In fact, in the past two years to rectify the appearance of the city, Garbage Street has long been rectified as an integral point of rectification, but this name has been retained.

"I heard from my classmates that there was a Flame Ice Cream restaurant last semester, and my favorite barbecue stand and Malatang! By the way, there are also sushi on Junk Street!" When it comes to Junk Street, Fenghe Excited: "But it's very different from the sushi in the high-end Japanese restaurant in your impression."

Osamu Dazai lay on his side in the vacated position of Fenghe, there was still a little fragrance on the bedding, maybe it was the smell of washing powder.

Feng He originally wanted to say a lot, but the moment Dazai Osamu met her eyes, she forgot all the words that came to her lips.

She couldn't help but move her head in the direction of Osamu Dazai.

This movement seemed to send some kind of signal to Osamu Dazai, and he also moved forward.

Although the bodies of the two are still far apart, their heads are almost touching, and even their breaths blend together.

In the end, Feng He couldn't hold back and took the lead to look away.

She stood up and sat up suddenly, and said in a muffled voice, "Hurry up and eat!"

"Hi hi."

In the end, Fenghe still didn't use the clothing purchase fee allocated to her by the life committee.

Most of the things in the magic book couldn't be brought back, but the dress Minalinsky made for her was worn by her from beginning to end, and she took it with her when traveling between different worlds.

The dress hadn't been able to find a sparkly occasion since leaving the first world, and it was just right.

On the day of the sports meeting, the air was fresh and the sun was shining brightly. Although there was sun, it would be covered by clouds from time to time, so it was not very hot.

Fenghe put on the skirt Minalinsky made for her and walked to the front of the class.

The squad leader handed her the class card: "Come on."

Feng He returned a smile: "Come on."

The order of the phalanx starts from the first grade, and there are 10 classes in each grade in their school, and there are still 20 phalanxes to go before their appearance.

When waiting for the field, the senior three classes gathered together, and they were not in a hurry to form.In the preparation area, only five classes can set up a phalanx at most. Now there are phalanxes from classes 6 to 10 of the first grade.

Osamu Dazai mixed in the crowd wearing the boy's school uniform that Feng He bought for him, and stubbornly refused to remove the bandage.

Girls wearing dresses are the focus of the crowd.

He watched Feng He looking around with his class card, and he was looking for him.

The girl turned her head back and forth to look around, her long light pink hair swaying with her movements.

"This way."

Fenghe was about to pick up the hem of her skirt and walk away when someone covered her eyes from behind. She blinked, and her long eyelashes brushed Osamu Dazai's palm.

"Dazai..."

"It's time to change your name." Dazai Osamu's voice was a little helpless but also contained a smile.

He took Fenghe's arm and guided her to the corner, and Fenghe followed Dazai Osamu to hide in the shadows.

In the crowded dark backstage, Feng He was embraced by Osamu Dazai from behind.

"Are you going to do something dangerous, Dazai-san?"

"Hmm..." The young man's laughter gradually weakened: "It's because of some evil plots."