Two or three things about Sakura no Mori Gakuen

Reminisce a little bit about the day of the high school entrance ceremony.The freshman representative who entered the school with the No.1 grade stepped onto the podium, with a slightly hunched back and a thin body.There is an overly precipitated tranquility in the translucent eyes.The tone is calm, and the short speech can easily distract people.The girls in the same class who didn't know their names couldn't help but make small discussions.

"Although she looks average, she has a good mind!"

"Is it Sumire your type?"

"I hate it, people just say it casually."

There was no expression on Misato's pale face at that time.Knuckles tangled.He lowered his head habitually, and there were traces of aging on the wooden floor.

Although it is also a private school, the difference in grades is still clearly visible.There is no such slogan as "Cultivate first-class women" that used to be seen everywhere in Seiyadai.There is no pile of girls who seem to follow the rules.In such an environment, you can hide yourself very well.

As long as you spend these three years in peace, you will be fine.

Miri thought so at the time.

Group A and Group B stand next to each other.Because I was surrounded by people I didn't know at all, so I didn't have much interest in the students in other classes.But it should have happened by then.Because of his height, he had to be in the last row, listening sleepily to the speeches of the freshman representative and the principal.The red hair changes direction as the head turns.Perhaps the gaze once fell on him at will, and he might not be sure.It's just that they didn't know each other's existence at that time.I didn't expect to meet later.

So probably in the following school festivals, sports meets, and graduation ceremonies, they all existed in the same space, and inadvertently glanced over each other in a hurry, but still didn't leave even the slightest impression in their minds.

In hindsight, have you ever regretted it?

If I could have met earlier, would I be very different now?

He turned his head because he heard movement behind him.What I saw was unbuttoning two of the collar buttons, and my arms were propped on the desk.His eyes naturally looked out of the window, and then fell on his face indifferently, his lips opened and closed, and became blurred with the sound of cicadas.So I asked again, and finally heard his voice.

"Summer is here. Let's go together...do something."

The alarm clock rang on time.Because it was recommended by ten beams no less than ten times, it had to be replaced by Barbara's team song. "No blood no bone no ash".The poor-quality sound effects recorded with a mobile phone are accompanied by a melody arranged by someone who does not know.At the end, there was Zhou Fangzun's voice that was too late to pinch off.

"What's the point of doing this?"

"King don't talk yet..."

Only half of the ten bundles of modal particles are left.Too much blank space, it seems that reverie can also be extended.

Pajamas stuck to my back from the sweat, and I felt uncomfortable.Misato got out of bed and changed into her school uniform.Before going out to wash up, make sure that Shili has left, and then walk out of the room with confidence.

Because of what happened in HOMRA before, the two sisters have been in a cold war for nearly half a month.Although she was not caught and scolded wantonly, the means of punishment did not stop because of this.Stop pocket money, ignore her existence, do not buy food or cook.Misato only found out about two days ago that there were only a few coins left in her wallet, not enough to buy a box of strawberry milk.

Relying on Barbara's help, Miri managed to survive these few days.I don't know if Kusanagi said something to Shili, but when he went to the dining table for breakfast in the morning, he found some cash under the empty cup.

Be a little moved.But when he thought of her being so unfeeling because of his relationship with Bardwuluo, his emotion was quickly suppressed.Shili himself is also in contact with Kusanagi, but he insists on stopping his behavior, which is completely unreasonable.

Today's lucky lecture is on the TV.The young host wore not-so-light makeup, and her light-yellow clothes brought out her fair complexion.

"—Purple round objects will increase your luck in love! A little change in the way you dress can also increase the other party's attention to you!"

Misato pressed the red switch on the remote control.

Who would believe such a thing?

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A corner of the class is piled up with classroom decorations.The activities to be done at the Sakura no Mori Festival were finalized in the previous class meeting.After coming and going and discussing, the cosplay cafe was finally decided.

Everyone has to fill in the role they play.Considering the financial problem, Misato chose the most convenient "Battle Girl Alice" to prepare.You can use a school uniform skirt for the skirt, and just wear a hoodie for the top.Save time and effort and facilitate activities.Zhou Fangzun readily wrote the words "Zhou Fangzun" on the paper.Misato played her usual role with little effort, "cos, does it make sense to you? It doesn't fit the theme at all."

"I want to cosplay another me." Zhou Fangzun replied seriously.

Shi Shu was thinking about the role he wanted to fill in, and finally he even moved to Zhou Fangzun's side and suggested, "King, why don't I write your name, and you write mine, how about it?"

Zhou Fangzun shook his head resolutely, "I don't want to cosplay you."

Shi Shu patted Zhou Fangzun's abdomen with the back of his hand just like those entertainers who are supporting each other, "Ah la la, King is really too merciless."

The daily life of the two live treasures always makes Misato feel quite helpless.When handing over the registration book for Zhou Fangzun, he slightly touched his elbow.The scorching heat made my heart beat faster.

Has anything changed?

Probably not at all.

The second day was the Sakura no Mori Festival, so all afternoon classes were cancelled, leaving time for each class to prepare for tomorrow.The squad leader assigned tasks to everyone, some were responsible for pasting cursive characters, and some were responsible for pulling out a preparation room in the middle of the classroom with a pink curtain.There wasn't enough green master paper, so the monitor asked Zhou Fangzun and Misato to ask the students in the Propaganda Department of the Student Union for more.

The girls huddled in the corner and chatted about gossip, and cut the needed cardboard one after another.The squad leader made arrangements everywhere, and the hair on his forehead and sideburns was already a little sweaty.

"Since you are a disciplinary committee member, you must be responsible for some things." The squad leader put his waist on it, and behind him were several girls who kept shouting, "Ah! Another piece of paper was cut! Squad leader—please take another piece of red cardboard ,Thanks!".

"You have also seen that the consumption is very high, so don't get stuck a little bit, and ask for more spares." He sighed helplessly, "Please."

Walking out of the classroom and walking along the corridor, you can hear the noise from other classes. Group C seems to be planning to build a small flower house, so all the classrooms are filled with various plants brought by the students themselves from home.When going down the stairs, Zhou Fangzun had to take a few steps faster, and when he reached the corner, he deliberately stopped and waited for a while.Eyes up, eyes down.After that, keep a parallel distance and walk towards the student union.

Voices in the student council activity room could be heard from a distance.It can't be considered passionate, but the speed of speech is quite fast.Before knocking on the closed door, two or three sentences, "The program in the auditorium tomorrow has been temporarily changed!", "I haven't got the authorization in time, it's over!".The two looked at each other, and in the end it was Zhou Fangzun who reached out his hand from his trousers pocket and tapped on the door with his knuckles.

"Sorry..." Misato said, "Excuse me..."

The boy who opened the door was wearing glasses. Misato seemed to remember this person, who was the freshman representative at the entrance ceremony for the first year of high school.

"We are in the sophomore D group, and we want some red and green cardboard..." Misato's voice trailed off when the other party pushed his glasses impatiently.

"Oh. Come with me."

There was a perennial musty smell in the storage room without ventilation.Misato just stood there for a while and felt that her lungs were filled with heavy lead.The iron shelves are full of miscellaneous things, even the cardboard used in last year's sports meeting.The man with glasses bent down, found a few pieces of red cardboard in a cardboard box, and took out a few pieces of green cardboard under another pile of fabrics, and handed them to Misato and Zhou Fangzun.

Misato and Zhou Fangzun followed the man with glasses with a color in their hands.After thanking you, I was about to go back the same way, when I suddenly heard the man with glasses ask, "Are you from the sophomore D group?"

"right……"

"So you are...Zhou Fangzun?" The man with glasses looked straight at Zhou Fangzun next to Misato.

Zhou Fangzun looked puzzled, he said "um", and replied, "It's me."

The man with glasses didn't ask any more questions, but just pushed his glasses down again, opened the door of the student union activity room and walked in.

"You know him?" Misato asked puzzled.

"I don't know." Zhou Fangzun frowned, and was also puzzled by the sudden question of the man with glasses.

On the way back, there was the sound of jammed paper rubbing against the shirt.The sound of footsteps.The sound of breathing.The closed hallway echoed with the clamor of the classroom.On the straight road before stepping up the stairs, he breathed out, exhaled, and breathed out again.

"That..." He held the green cardboard in his arms a little tighter.

"Ok?"

"If I said... I also want to join Barbara..." The people around Yu Guangli stopped suddenly.So my heart sank.

"Joining Barbara is not as simple as talking about it." There was a solemn and complicated light in his eyes, "You may lose your life at any time. This runs counter to your ideal."

"Oh...is that so..." Misato fiddled with her bangs subconsciously, "That sentence you said that day...'If you are here, you are welcome at any time'...what does it mean..."

I saw his pupils slightly retracted.

"'Here' doesn't refer to Barbara." He had already crossed Misato a few steps to the front.

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The author has something to say: It has completely developed in the direction of girls' comics... so the next chapter will probably involve some fighting?I don't know if I prefer to watch girl comics or watch fighting?Speaking of which, compared to Brother Zun as an adult, Brother Zun in high school is unexpectedly delicate (?) ah.At that time, I didn't have Shamat washing, cutting and blowing hair... (enough