After becoming a chaotic daughter

Monday is Nanako's first day of school after entering middle school.

Just like in elementary school, the first class in the morning is the class morning meeting. After the head teacher, Mr. Nakamura, mentioned the commonplace order issues such as "no late arrival and early departure" and "low attendance rate will repeat the grade", he announced the temporary List of class leaders.

"...The current temporary arrangement is like this. After returning from the national holiday next month, the official class leader election will be held. Everyone should get to know each other more during this month, so as not to recognize people when they vote. I think Students who want to run for class cadres can also actively prepare. Next, I will talk about the list of groups for the duty team."

Different from elementary school, apart from the daily duty students in Qingxue, each class also arranges students to clean the duty area of ​​the school after school, which is generally called the "commitment area" in Nanako's cognition.

On the podium, Mr. Nakamura had already picked up the group list and began to read the names.

"...The third group, Nanako Edogawa, Ryoma Echizen, Kasumi Miwa, Satoshi Horio..."

The 24 students were divided into six groups and took turns cleaning the duty area.The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the morning class was over. As soon as Mr. Nakamura left the classroom, a boy came over and greeted Nanako and the others.

"Hi! I'm Horio! You're in my group!" The boy introduced himself very familiarly. He is not tall, and his eyebrows seem to be connected together, which makes his ordinary appearance suddenly change. Very recognizable, "I don't know what Mr. Nakamura thinks, my seat is so far away, and I am in the same duty group as you."

Nanako, Miwa, and Echizen were all in the third row, and the seats were connected together, but Horio was in the fourth row.

Facing the three students who were not familiar with him at all, Horio was not at all unfamiliar. He rubbed his nose with his index finger, and without anyone answering, he handed himself the words: "Hey, Mr. Nakamura must have noticed that I I worked as a group leader for several years in elementary school, and felt that you needed a leader, so I was specially assigned here alone. A group really cannot live without a group leader, so the position of the group leader..."

He deliberately lengthened the ending, waiting for someone to say something like "You must be the one", so that he can take over the position of group leader logically, but whether it is Nanako who is as small as a doll, Echizen, who looked taciturn, and Miwa, who looked easy to talk like the girl next door, didn't answer his words.

All three of them turned to look at him, with more or less question marks on their faces, as if they were asking him "Why don't you continue talking".

Horio: "...ahem!"

"In this case, I will take over the position of team leader!" He said with his head held high.

"Okay." Miwa agreed casually.

"Whatever you want." Echizen's expression was also very indifferent.

"...Oh." Nanako responded flatly, turned her eyes away and ignored him.

The three team members all responded flatly, and Horio also felt that it was not interesting, so he walked away bored to talk to other people.

Not paying attention to the matter of the duty team at all, Miwa got up and wanted to go to the front, chatting with Nanako about where to eat bento for lunch.

Echizen at the front desk was taking the textbooks for a class from the tennis bag, and the big and thick tennis bag was placed across his lap.Sanwa walked a little fast, and accidentally tripped over the tennis bag he was carrying when he passed the seat in front of him.

The tennis bag containing the textbooks and the racket slipped from Echizen’s hand and almost fell to the ground. The three-wheeled reaction was quick and he reached out to grab the bag. Just when the tennis bag was about to hit the tile floor, he snatched up the bag stand up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She apologized immediately, and wanted to return the tennis bag in her hand to Echizen.

The zipper of the tennis bag was open, revealing the textbooks, sundries, and three tennis rackets inside.

The action of handing the tennis bag in three rounds froze when he saw the three tennis rackets.

"sorry--!!!"

In the blink of an eye, her gesture of passing her hand turned into a respectful gesture of putting her hands up, bending over at ninety degrees, and it seemed that she was about to take a seat.

"..."

Echizen Ryoma was surprised by her reaction.

He was a beat slower, and then he took his tennis bag from Sanlun's hand: "...it's okay."

Leaving the tennis bag from her hand, Miwa ran to Nanako's desk like a survivor, and squatted down on her desk, covering her face with her hands.

【…】

Nanako glanced at the highly reactive Miwa, then turned her head and glanced at the tennis bag in Echizen's hand.

[... Is there a bomb? 】

Nanako was confused.

She stretched out her finger, poked Sanlun's arm, and asked her: "Sanlun, what's the matter."

"That racket..." Miwa's trembling voice came from behind his hands very weakly, "I saw it in the store, and it cost [-] yen. Echizen classmate has three, and the total is [-] yen. Just now If it breaks, I'll have to work for a month to afford him."

She decided that she must stay away from this new classmate's tennis bag in the future.

After waiting for a long time, Miwa finally calmed down, remembering what he wanted to say to Nanako.

"Nanako, did you bring a bento? Where shall we have lunch?"

"Yes, I brought it." Nanako nodded, thought for a while, and replied Sanwa: "Eat in the classroom."

Qingxue does not have a unified lunch. She always brings her own bento or goes to the cafeteria to buy food. During the opening and entrance ceremonies two days ago, she ate in the cafeteria, but Xie Ye made her a bento this morning.

There was nothing special about the first day of class. Compared with the elementary school courses, it was probably a little more serious, and the classroom atmosphere was not so relaxed and happy.Simple lessons are still easy, and troublesome lessons are still troublesome.

The school has officially started, and after three rounds of school, I will go to the basketball club to train. Not only the basketball club, but also other clubs have started club activities for the new school year.

Most of the students had gone to work, and when school was over, there were not as many students at the bus stop as there were two days ago. Nanako took the bus back to the detective agency, and got off on the way to feed the flower bags. It was spring, It feels like the flower bag has become a little fatter, maybe because I ate too much in winter.

She walked directly from Huadai's house back to the downstairs of the detective agency, and went to the coffee shop with her schoolbag on her back.

It was still a bit cold in early spring, and the three-coloured cat was lying lazily on the steps in front of the coffee shop, dozing off. Nanako didn’t know how old this three-coloured cat was. She was in the first grade of middle school now, and the cat was still in primary school with her. The same as in the first grade, chubby, whenever he sees Gogol, he will grab his cake, and he can always grab it.

Nanako stood by the steps, reaching out to purr the cat's fur. The cat seemed to have grown fatter like a flower bag, and curled up its tail on the steps, like a little pig.

Nanako stroked the cat for a while, talking to it.

"Cat, I'm off to middle school."

She said this to the cat in Chinese. I don’t know if the cat understands it, but it probably doesn’t. After all, this is a native Japanese cat.

Sanhuamao raised its eyelids, glanced at her, then stood up, jumped down the steps with a plop, made way for Nanako to enter the coffee shop, and then swaggered away.

Nanako watched as it squeezed into the bushes and disappeared.

【...It really looks like a pig. 】

She thought so in her heart, stared at the bushes for a while, but the cat didn't appear again, so she went into the coffee shop with her schoolbag on her back.

*******

On the first day of class, the teachers did not assign any homework to be handed in, so when Nanako went to school on Tuesday, it was no different from the day before.

When she arrived at school, it was still early, and the class was half full.Spring is always prone to sleepiness, and Nanako is still a little sleepy. She squatted on the table for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, she vaguely heard Horio's exaggerated and high-pitched cry.

"Wow! Three rounds! What's wrong with you!"

Miwa's lackluster voice sounded, and she answered Horio perfunctorily: "It's all right..."

The more she slept, the more sleepy she became. Nanako felt dizzy, and her head was not clear enough. She rubbed her eyes, raised her head, and saw Miwa walking into the classroom from the door with her schoolbag on her back. Horio was talking to her endlessly.

"...As a newcomer, you should keep a low profile in the club. The most important thing is to respect your seniors, otherwise you will be easily targeted by bad-tempered seniors! Being targeted by such seniors is very troublesome!"

"Hmm..." Sanlun prevaricated a few times, looking absent-minded.

There was a bandage on her cheek, it was a bit big, it occupied almost half of the left cheek, and it looked a little scary, as if she had been beaten.

Nanako looked up and watched her walking towards this side, her dark eyes fixed on the abrupt bandage on her face.

Passing by Nanako's side, Miwa noticed Nanako's gaze, as if she just came back to her senses, subconsciously raised her hand to cover the bandage on her cheek, and smiled habitually at Nanako:

"It's fine, don't worry."

"—It's over. I'm going to be fired from the basketball team."

During the lunch break, Sanwa was holding the bento, with a look of ashes on his face, his eyes were slack, and he had no fighting spirit.

They were sitting on the roof, no one came here for lunch, the roof was very quiet, only three rounds of heavy broken thoughts echoed as if the world was about to be destroyed.

Nanako picked up a shrimp ball, stuffed it into her mouth, took another mouthful of rice, her cheeks fluttered, and she listened to Miwa's self-negative while chewing on the rice and shrimp.

Today's bento is made by Kunikida, and the almighty Kunikida's bento is also delicious, but he pays attention to the nutritional balance of the diet as much as he pays attention to the taste, so there are carrots in the bento that Nanako doesn't like - Yosano won't give it She makes carrots, and she'll substitute pumpkin or tomatoes for that.

Yesterday was the first time for Sanlun to formally participate in the basketball team's training. When she arrived at the basketball court, the coach hadn't come yet, and there were only a few seniors and newcomers.

Sanlun is the student recommended by the coach to enter the school. Those seniors knew about this, so they proposed to compete with Sanlun, saying that they wanted to see the level of Sanlun. As a result, during the competition, they were one-on-one with Sanlun The senior deliberately threw the ball at Sanlun's face. Although Sanlun quickly avoided it, the distance was too close, and her cheek was scratched by the rough basketball.

It was only then that Miwa realized that those seniors were deliberately targeting her, and she raised objections, but one senior even pulled her hair with his hand, reprimanding her with a superior attitude, saying that she was talking back to the seniors.

"...Then are they going to fire you?" Nanako asked Miwa while picking up the rice, with no expression on her little face.

"No." Sanlun put a piece of carrot into his mouth, chewing mechanically, his mind was completely empty, "It's the coach who might fire me."

"why?"

Sanlunsheng vomited unrepentantly: "Because I beat up all those seniors, and was seen by the coach."

Nanako: "..."

"Later the coach told us all to go home first..."

Miwa sighed, eating without taste, worried that he would be expelled in the future, only felt that his future was uncertain, and his middle school life would be dark.After a while, I rejoiced that Nanako didn't join the club. The club in middle school is really terrible. If Nanako is bullied, she can't avoid it.

Although she said so during lunch, after school, she still went to the basketball club with a heavy heart and as if death was at home.

Carrying her schoolbag, Nanako walked to the school gate, intending to take the bus back to the detective agency, but she remembered what Miwa said about her seniors bullying her.

She thought about it and decided to go to the basketball court to have a look.

*******

The campus of Qingxue is very large, and the track and field and various ball games are on the other side of the school.Nanako hadn't attended physical education class yet, and Nanako didn't know the way very well. She stood in front of the school map for a long time to identify the way before she roughly recognized which way to go to the basketball court.

She fumbled to find the track and field, and followed the road all the way forward.When school is over, various sports clubs are practicing. The whole area is full of various sports fields. Students in sportswear are sweating profusely on the sports field. There are also many students watching through the iron wire netting.

Football fields, volleyball courts, badminton courts, baseball fields... Nanako looked all the way and only saw the men's basketball team, but she still couldn't find the women's basketball team. She passed the tennis courts, which were covered in bright green. Tennis balls are flying, and a little further forward is the locker room in the warehouse of the men's tennis department.

A few senior students just came out of the locker room. Across a green belt, Nanako was standing on the road outside and heard their voices.

"...Just take his racket away and see how that brat keeps showing off!"

The leading boy was carrying a big tennis bag in his hand, and looked a little familiar. Nanako stopped and stood behind the green belt to listen to them.She was a little short and was blocked by a tree, so the senior boys who came out of the locker room didn't notice her.

The tennis bag in the boy's hand was bulging, as if it contained a lot of things.Several boys clustered together and walked towards the warehouse of the tennis department.

"This time, we must make that brat Echizen Ryoma suffer!"

"If you ask me, it's better to destroy all his rackets."

"Training is about to start. It's too late. Let's talk about it later. If you are late, you will be punished by the captain for running laps."

"Too."

They opened the door of the warehouse, went in with tennis bags, and came out soon after. When they came out, they had no tennis bags in their hands, and several of them walked towards the side court together.

Nanako watched in silence as they entered the court.

She stood there with her schoolbag on her back, scratched her head, and extracted the key words of what they said.

——The racket, Echizen Ryoma, took it away, destroyed it, and suffered.

【...Stealing things. 】

She remembered that Sanlun said yesterday that one of Echizen's rackets cost 6000 yen, and there were three rackets in his bag, which together cost [-] yen, or [-] yuan when converted into soft sister coins.

Nanako found her mobile phone from her schoolbag, called the police, put her schoolbag back on her back, and continued to look for the basketball court.