Two or three things about Sakura no Mori Gakuen

The tide of summer brings out the tail of the fantasy end.The ceiling fan above the head was turning slowly, and the wind blowing in from the window made the wide cuffs bulge. With a "click", the boy at the head of the row fell down on the table because he couldn't help being tired, and the whole class burst into laughter in an instant.The teacher on the podium frowned in boredom. The scorching weather made him lose the motivation to criticize.The formula of trigonometric functions, the derivation process of calculus.Misato leaned her arms against the tiles on the wall, resting her head on her arms, and tilted her head to copy the writing on the blackboard.Occasionally, I made a typo or two, so I took out the eraser and wiped it vigorously.I missed the explanation just now, the line of thinking was broken, and the beads on the line "crackled" and fell to the ground.It was fragmented and thorough, and finally gave up altogether, and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.There are still 10 minutes until the end of get out of class.

So let's do it first.

The subsequent copying was completely mechanized, and the brain seemed to be frozen and unwilling to operate.With one foot on the horizontal bar under the desk, the sitting posture is constantly changing.The heads of a row of people in front of them raised and lowered from time to time, even the girls who ranked third from the bottom in the midterm exam were no exception.

Actually, I thought about getting better.

Misato's eyes fell on her ponytail with her cute tiara.

But the mind after class is not on study at all.The idea of ​​trying to make progress like this is really sympathetic and disgusting.

You can also hear people nearby discussing during class breaks.The university to be admitted in the future, the major to study, and the things to do.Occasionally, I heard that someone also set the entrance examination of City University as a goal.Attention couldn't help being drawn to it.The short-haired girl who was always surrounded by many classmates took out the test guide that Kushina teacher gave her before from her schoolbag, and talked about her plan in detail with the people around her.

After reaching a certain level, the focus of thinking must be forcibly shifted away.Whether it's going to the bathroom or simply washing your hands, you have to leave the environment where this kind of conversation is happening.Otherwise, too many complicated thoughts will turn cancerous in the heart and grow strange things.As a result, my mood was damaged, and in the end I was the only one who was sad.

The get out of class bell rang suddenly, and the lifeless classroom suddenly became alive.The teacher piled up the lesson plans and textbooks with chalk-dusted hands and walked out.The half-asleep boy rubbed his eyes and straightened up, reached out and grabbed the girl in front of him by the collar, "Help me...buy a can of strawberry milk."

Misato was taken aback by the sudden movement, and while tidying up the textbooks on the table, she said unhappily, "Don't you have long legs yourself?"

"Didn't it be agreed to use these to offset the tuition fees? Delaying my sleep time is a very serious matter." The voice was still sleepy, and after Zhou Fangzun finished speaking, he leaned down again and fell asleep.

He hesitated again and again, although his dignity was a little frustrated, but in the end it was still a bargain that he picked up.Misato gritted her teeth and walked out of the classroom with her wallet in her pocket.

Usually this kind of thing must be done by Shishu.It's just that today he seems to have asked for leave to rest at home because of a bad cold, and didn't come to school.

In the corridors are students walking around.There is a vending machine at the end.The heat of summer caused a long queue to form in front of the machine, and Misato patiently stood at the end of the line, moving her steps little by little.

The results of the midterm exam fell behind Zhou Fangzun.Especially in mathematics, so with the various entanglements of Miri and the assistance of the Barbara members, Zhou Fangzun finally reluctantly agreed to help Miri with extracurricular teaching.When asked why she refused to go to the cram school, Misato stood up angrily holding the water glass, "Fujita Hina is also in class! Do you want me to fight with her every day!"

All in all, things were settled satisfactorily.From that day on, Miri went to HOMRA to report on time every day after school.In the HOMRA bar where bad boy groups are harbored, there is a sense of nervousness about preparing for the exam.So much so that Hatta had to adjust his tone and volume before calling them down for dinner, and tried to call them in a gentle mother's tone.

The team moved forward slowly, and finally it was Misato's turn. She took out coins from her wallet and put them in one by one, but in a short time gap, she suddenly heard a small voice behind her.

"Isn't that Awashima Misato?"

"That's right. I usually stay with Zhou Fang and Shishu, why are I alone today?"

"Hey, you know, Zhou Fangzun seems to be the boss of a bad group."

"Huh? Really? But he does look a little scary usually."

"So Awashima is his girlfriend?"

"No way, there are still ten bundles. Is it 3P?"

"Awashima looks very silent, and his previous attire is also super weird. Could it be that the boss of a bad group likes this?"

"Keep your voice down, you'll be heard."

Strawberry milk and oolong tea fell into the pocket, and Misato squatted down to take them out.Moisture quickly formed on the outside of the package, soaking your fingers.His face was calm as if he didn't hear anything, although he knew that almost all the people behind him were focusing on him.

Should have gotten used to it by now.Looking maliciously.Groundless talk.Not worth caring about.

Back in class, Zhou Fangzun was still sleeping.Misato placed the strawberry milk beside his elbow, and sat down by herself.The next class was English class. Teacher Kuan Ming came in with a tape recorder and a large stack of supplementary materials in his hand.Copy the grammar knowledge to be learned on the blackboard before the bell rings.

Misato rarely sees such a serious back view.

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Before school was over, Kushina-sensei sent out the announcement of the Sakura no Mori Festival.It states the date and time of the school festival.Ask the student to take it to the guardian to sign and return it.The specific notice will wait until next Monday's school assembly and class meeting.The class exploded immediately, and various suggestions came one after another.The most common is maid coffee, followed by haunted houses and painting and photography exhibitions.Of course, there must be some suggestions with no minimum limit, such as nude||nude restaurants, mouth-moving desserts and the like.Teacher Kushina listened helplessly, and knocked on the podium table with his knuckles, "It is enough for these obscene thoughts to exist only in the mind."

Zhou Fangzun was ordered by Mr. Kuan Ming to bring back a copy for Shi Shu.Misato was about to put the chair on the desk, when Kushina passed by her, she said carefully, "Tada-sensei mentioned you to me recently. He said that you have made great progress in mathematics because you often talk to Zun The reason for being together?"

Before Misato fully realized the intention of her blinking twice, Misato had already left the classroom with a lot of things in her arms.

Zhou Fangzun stretched behind him, "Let's go. I'm going back."

Suddenly there were no more ten beams, and there was a strange silence on the way to HOMRA.There are many couples from the same school holding hands on the street.Although the middle-aged Obasan would occasionally look sideways, the two who were close together didn't seem to mind it at all.Flirting, saying something that only Misato would find funny.If you are more daring, stop under the shade of a tree, put your two faces together, and kiss to make the warmth rise rapidly.

Miri walked by Zhou Fangzun's side, and the nearly one-semester acquaintance made them acquainted.Did not hold hands, because the relationship is not like that.Just a simple classmate, friend, partner?Misato was also at a loss for words.Did she ever have Zhou Fangzun as a friend?In other words, did Zhou Fangzun ever consider himself a friend?

And how do the people around them view themselves and Zhou Fangzun?The expressions on the two calm faces were not mild at all.

Probably because he was really too sick, and there was no sign of Shi Shun in HOMRA.The conversation was cut off directly, Hatta saluted Zhou Fangzun and went back to discuss with Kamamoto the achievements to be achieved in the third round of the game.Walking up the stairs leading to the second floor, Kusanagi suddenly leaned out, with a smile on his face, "If you need anything, go to the storage room next door. Chitose seems to have a lot of storage."

"Let's stop with vulgar jokes." Zhou Fangzun frowned slightly, "Even if such a woman is stripped naked in front of me, I'm not interested."

In the next second, the person behind him threw the schoolbag on him forcefully.

"Hmm..." Still feeling a little pain, Zhou Fangzun turned his head.

"May I start teaching lessons?" Suppressing the anger in her heart, Misato managed to force a smile, but because it was mixed with anger, she looked particularly ferocious.

There were two books spread out on the not-so-large desk, plus Misato's notebook.According to Zhou Fangzun's guidance, the problems that could not be solved finally had some clues.Filling in the result in a happy mood, and glanced to the side, it was Zhou Fangzun's rather boring expression.

"You don't usually study, so you know everything." When he was in school, he was almost asleep or in a daze.

"Who says you don't want to study." Zhou Fangzun pressed his shoulders, twisted his neck from side to side, and made two crisp "crack" sounds, "When squatting on the toilet, or when I can't sleep soundly at night."

"There are times when you can't sleep soundly..." Misato couldn't believe it.

"Are you done? If you're done, I'll sleep for a while." Zhou Fangzun walked to the single bed beside him, wrapped himself in a blanket and lay down.

Didn't he just say he couldn't sleep soundly?

Misato didn't say a word, and continued to quietly think about the solution to the question just now.I thought Zhou Fangzun had fallen asleep, but I didn't expect to hear him speak suddenly.

"That's right. Why do you have to take the city university exam?" I don't know if it's because I'm used to being the boss, even the words of the question can be expressed by Zhou Fangzun with a strong sense of bad feeling.

"Because..." He took a deep breath, "There is only this way to go... probably that's it."

The other side fell silent, and continued to question Misato's unclear answer.

"Is there no choice..." Hearing his sneer, "they are inexplicably similar."

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