Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Without waves, the ordinary and numb police academy life began again.

After half a month of verification, the general effect of the strategy of affinity is not bad.

Now that Qian Mu finally doesn’t know what to do now, he has formed a group by himself, and he won’t evaporate after class. When he attacked his classmates in judo class, he even released water visibly to the naked eye, and he overturned it in a second. The opponents reached a consensus after communicating with each other, and the pain of falling to the ground was relieved.

Yuan Qianmu has become gentle, which is a good thing.

Based on this premise, when the beautiful morning came, they were greeted by the cold-faced Yuan Jun with a stiff smile——

"Haha, good morning."

"Yo, good morning."

The students responded enthusiastically, and they didn't look like they were shocked and wanted to call the police half a month ago.

After Qian Mu responded one by one, and after going through the simple but essential process, he left immediately and passed the oncoming crowd as quickly as possible.

After going through some hardships that he was reluctant to repeat, he finally realized his ideal state.

Usually, when you meet, you will not be awkward on the spot, and you will say hello to each other in a harmonious atmosphere. The point is that after going through the daily process, neither side will take the liberty to ask "Hey, where are you going, let's go together", or "Where are you going? Going to eat together?" In short, it was such a topic that made him extremely confused.

After the polite greetings, everyone went their own way and did their own things, and they would never meddle in their own business, and their relationship with each other was perfectly limited to normal classmates.

This is the real passer-level supporting role positioning!

Today's weather is very good, and the wind has become particularly fresh with the addition of a refreshing mood.

Qianmu was so tense that now his nerves slowly relaxed. He stopped in the shade of a tree on the side of the road where the sun could not find it, looked up at the blue and cloudless sky, and a little bit of a gratified smile just appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"Xiaoqian-Mu! Good morning, isn't the weather nice today?"

"Morning, what are you doing standing here? Let's go and have dinner together. Today's cafeteria may have the excellent curry cooked last time."

"Early and early—well, I feel like I haven't woken up, and I'm sleepy. Yuan, why are you always running so fast, you can't find anyone immediately after disbanding, fortunately, I guess you just ran here... ..."

"I'm so hungry! Don't talk too much, it's late and there's only miso soup left at the bottom."

"I said you don't want to bump into Yuan and strangle Yuan's neck...be gentle, no, people will come down for me too!"

……That's it.

Previously, I thought that I had achieved the desired goal, which was an illusion to comfort myself.

Even though the person who flew up deliberately controlled his strength, Qianmu's upper body was still shaking back and forth from side to side under the action of multiple forces.

The red-haired young man was expressionless. In front of them, he was beaten back to his original form, and he didn't even bother to put on a fake and friendly smile.

What's the use of mediocre conformity in a supporting cast.

He has been closely watched by the protagonist group, and he can't escape even if he wants to.

It is even better than the initial targeting when the strategy has not been changed. Several people are already "inseparable".

It was the high fever that changed everything.

After that break, even though Qianmu repeatedly explained that he was in good health and could withstand the training, everyone except him didn't seem to believe it.

The instructor began to release water intentionally or unintentionally. Although the usual training volume has not been reduced, the rest time will be slightly longer when the training volume is extremely high. Even the irritable voice of the instructor to reprimand and criticize seems to be soft. It's... so lost?

Did Qian Mu take too long to complete the training?It doesn't matter, the students who finish early don't need to be told by the instructor to practice together, and it doesn't matter if they take a break or postpone the dismissal. Anyway, more practice is only good and not bad. They are voluntary. It means that it is convenient to carry them into the hospital together.

Qian Mu: "..."

Qian Mu repeated it about [-] times no, no, no need, he would not make the same mistake twice.

Useless.

Obviously, he is rarely overdrawn in training now, and it doesn't matter if it takes longer, he will allocate his physical strength reasonably in advance to ensure that the consumption will not exceed the limit of his body... Besides, his physical fitness has improved a lot after this month, Compared with the initial hip stretching, it is much better with the naked eye!

Just, yes, no, use.

First, a certain deputy head teacher paid close attention—as long as there is a lot of physical training, she will definitely be there rain or shine.

The last is the self-imagining of the five members of the protagonist group... They are no longer a matter of paying close attention to him.

They are there when Qianmu trains, they are there when Qianmu rests, Qianmu goes to the cafeteria/goes to the convenience store/goes back to the dormitory...they are still there!

They seemed to make no secret of how much they and others cared for Qian Mu, and they must follow Qian Mu wherever he went, and if Qian Mu disappeared without anyone noticing, they would not complain as before and let it go. Instead, he acted on the spot, making full use of the content taught in the criminal investigation class, using various clues to find out where Qian Mu was, and arrested him on the spot.

At first, they didn't find it once.Later, through the gradual practice of squatting and interviewing witnesses, Qian Mu's logic of action was greatly improved, and the success rate also increased rapidly.

Up to now, excluding the few times Qianmu spent a lot of time using anti-reconnaissance methods to eliminate traces, they have basically succeeded in catching cats with 100%——

"……cat?"

After taking Hagiwara Kenji's arm off his neck, Qianmu's eyes turned to the side, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

"Ah, it's nothing. Jing said that someone I know lost a cat. We had to work hard to catch it before. It's really not easy, right?"

Jiang Guling quickly explained to Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was bald, with a frank and natural tone and expression, without showing any flaws.

——But it can't stop the pig teammates from deliberately dragging their feet.

"Tsk, yes, it's still a big cat. If you don't obey me, you don't know where it will go today. It's so hard to catch."

"Ahahaha, isn't Xiao Zhenping feeling hungry and wanting to eat, let's go."

Hagiwara Kenji quickly reached behind Fa Xiao with his other hand, pinched a bunch of his back muscles and pinched him hard.

Matsuda Zhenping's expression twisted in an instant, but he did not give in, and stubbornly twisted a fierce expression on his face: "What are you still doing in a daze, everyone is here, why don't you go?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Cough-cough-"

Others let out a guilty cough that wanted to be concealed, as if the virus had infected everyone in an instant.

Qian Mu: "...hehe."

He remembered, this hatred.

Qiu can retaliate in the future, and now Qian Mu will continue to deal with them.

Two consecutive "perfect" strategies had failed miserably, and the third strategy he chose now... Forget it, to put it bluntly.

Too lazy to struggle, so be it.

Even if he sticks together with the protagonist group, it only adds to his scenes in the original work, and he doesn't mean to develop a touching friendship with them that surpasses his classmates-now it's just "accidentally interacting frequently, in fact, the relationship is only A slightly better classmate".

Qian Mu was thinking like this, but he didn't realize that... he was gradually lowering his psychological defense step by step.

...The time spent with the protagonist group was only one year, and now more than a month has passed. Thanks to the gradually idealized daily life, he should be able to spend the rest of the time relatively easily and smoothly, and return to his normal life... …

Qian Mu refuses to imagine the possibility of not being able to return to normal.

He still firmly believes that he is just being forced to act together with these teasers, and when important events happen, he can just avoid it, and the difference from the original strategy is not big.

then.

A group of six people moved to the cafeteria in the lively atmosphere where Qian Mu was speechless and regarded it as acquiescence.

It was not the first time for Qian Mu to eat with them.

On the second day after returning to school after the fever subsided, he was forced to have a meal with five of them...the memorable first breakfast, followed by the first lunch and dinner.

The noisy scene that he imagined when he had a fever at the beginning became a reality. Jiang Guling and other five big men surrounded him in the middle, and kept asking "Do you want to eat this?" "Do you want to try this delicious?", After being rejected decisively by him, there was a few minutes of silence.

But instead of eating their own meals quietly, they stared blankly at their own plates for a while, while glancing at Qian Mu's plate thoughtfully.

They endured it for half a month, and even Matsuda Jinpei, who likes to talk straight, unexpectedly didn't ask for a straight ball during the meal.

Qian Mu felt that it was better for them to ask directly.

Every day he hesitates to talk around, with a strange look of "I have a little guess but dare not say", and some fighting with Belmode and Gin's double staring, all of which affect appetite.

Fortunately, the protagonist group doesn't have to confront him every time, and there are times when they do the right thing.

Qianmu’s breakfast can’t get around those things. Today it’s boiled eggs, vegetable sandwiches, and the only highlight may be the bowl of miso soup.

He drank the soup slowly with a spoon, halfway through the soup.

"..."

Jiang Gu Ling involuntarily stopped chewing the last bite of hamburger meat in his mouth, his eyes wandered.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was staring in a daze at the two large empty bowls he had finished eating.

Yi Dahang, who had already settled down for breakfast, clasped his hands, shook his head, his frowning brows were full of distress.

For some unknown reason, Matsuda Jinping took the exact same breakfast as Qianmu today, but now he lost his appetite after a few mouthfuls, and was staring at the bowl of soup without any seasoning with a disheveled expression.

Hagiwara Kenji put down his chopsticks and began to try to liven up the atmosphere: "I think the cooking skills of the auntie in the cafeteria seem to have improved a bit. There must have been too much soy sauce in the miso soup before, but now it's much lighter. Haha, it's good."

"........."

"Forget it, I can't save it." Kenji Hagiwara covered his face and groaned in pain, "If you keep doing this, I won't be able to eat anymore. Say something, please."

The frozen atmosphere barely unsealed.

It's just that when other people opened their mouths, they said nonsense that had nothing to do with what they thought, such as "I'm full, how about you?"

Hagiwara Kenji couldn't move them anymore, this kind of embarrassment, even he felt quite troublesome.

Obviously, before everyone got to know each other well, they could talk to Xiao Qianmu tentatively, and asked directly if they had any doubts. Now they are eating around a table, but they are so scruples about this and that, they almost choke to death.

Hagiwara Kenji thinks it is not possible.

So he dispatched the boy who was most suitable to attack at this time: "Xiao Zhenping, do you have something to say?"

Matsuda Jinpei stared at the scallion floating on the surface of the clear soup, as if he just came back to his senses: "...Huh?"

The others looked over, with anticipation in their eyes, Matsuda Jinhei twitched the corner of his mouth: "I really want to ask something that is not the same thing right now, I will talk about it later. On the contrary, it is you who need to be so hesitant what?"

As expected of him, he went straight to it: "You eat this kind of food every day and every meal. It's not nutritious, not to mention the taste is so bland, and the portion is also... Are you serious? If it doesn't suit your appetite, you can change it to something else, why do you have to eat it?" Hard for yourself."

Qianmu used the edge of the iron spoon to split the boiled egg from the middle without raising his head: "Don't worry, I'm not a fool, this is enough."

"Then why are you-"

"I seem to have mentioned the reason why I only eat these. I don't eat things that are too greasy or too strong. The dishes served in the whole cafeteria are only those that meet the standard. There is no better choice."

"..."

"So it's really a matter of taste?"

"Otherwise." Qian Mu felt indescribable that they could struggle with this kind of thing for a few days.

"Oh--"

It's okay, the ice atmosphere was completely unsealed, and several people finally returned to the normal eating mode. Those who still had something in their mouths choked directly, and then hurriedly poured water. Go as if nothing happened.

Don't look at the lively atmosphere now, but the protagonist group has something hidden in their hearts, probably related to Qianmu, so these days they seem to want to explore but feel inappropriate.

Qian Mu was a little surprised what they knew, but he didn't need to think about it. Once he asked, things would become complicated and troublesome, so it's best to keep the status quo.

He continued to pretend that he didn't notice anything. After breakfast, he went back to the dormitory with the five of them to change into training clothes, and then went downstairs to participate in training in a team.

The shooting class in the morning happened to be the monthly test. The 20 people in the class were scattered outside the shooting range, standing behind the shooting partition, and practiced live ammunition shooting.

Qian Mu was in the middle, just in line with Jiang Gu Ling and the others.

Holding a five-shot black revolver in his hand, he put on the earmuffs with an extremely serious attitude, closed his eyes and loaded the bullets, and finished the bullets as soon as he was allowed to shoot, while most of the other people The first round of shooting has not yet begun.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The five tones are connected, with almost no pause in between.

The right hand holding the gun was put down quickly, and Qian Mu didn't even look at the results shown by the bullet holes on the fixed target, so he went back to Instructor Onitsuka and returned the gun immediately.

"..." Instructor Onizuka closed his mouth just now, his eyes were puzzled and strange, probably the first time he met a male student who was holding a real gun instead of teaching aids, but was not at all reluctant to leave.

Under normal circumstances, the students have never touched a live ammunition before. Even if they are not very interested in shooting, they will inevitably touch the real thing a few more times when they get it in their hands. More people can touch it for as long as they can. They quietly hid the bullets.

Qianmu is different.

In the live ammunition shooting test where most people are so excited that they can't sleep, he showed no interest at all. The pistol was like a hot potato in his hand.

Instructor Onizuka thought, something is wrong, what is going on with this familiar perfunctory attitude, isn't Yuan Qianmu's intermittent laziness getting better?

"You don't need to hand it in now, and you have to collect the bullets after shooting." Instructor Onizuka subconsciously taught him a lesson, and looked at Qianmu's target at the same time, "This is an exam, why are you in a hurry, handle it casually and be careful score……"

After seeing the bullet holes on the target clearly, Instructor Onizuka fell silent.

Jiang Guling, who was closest to Qianmu, had just raised his gun at this time, and after noticing the movement here, he and his friends who also noticed this side looked at other people's targets.

"Little Qianmu is so fast, he must be very confident. I remember that he got good grades in the last shooting class..."

Kenji Hagiwara couldn't finish his compliments.

Their shocked expressions were exaggerated, as if they saw a more terrifying scene of five shots hitting the bull's-eye in an instant.

Actually pretty much the same.

On Qianmu's fixed target, the four bullet holes are inseparable, connected at the center point of the bull's-eye. The pitch-black holes seem to imply the sharpness of that shot.

"Wow formidable!"

Those who noticed couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's so stable, there is almost no deviation at such a long distance, did he not even look at the target carefully just now?"

"I don't know, but the instructor finished it right after he finished it. I'm sure I can't do it... Wait, why do you feel that something is wrong?"

"...There are only four bullet holes in the target! Four!"

Everyone including the instructor was stunned for a long time, searching and searching on the target, but there were still only four bullet holes.

In the end, Fugu Ling felt that there was something more on his target, and took a closer look——

The small spot in the center of the target has been pierced impressively.

The integrator immediately displayed a striking full score.

There is no more perfect ten rings than this.

Jiang Guling: "..."

"But... I haven't fired yet!"

It turned out that the missing shot was crooked on his own target... This ballistic trajectory is so crooked, should I say it is accurate or outrageous?

"... Yuan, tell the truth, was it on purpose or on purpose?"

Qian Mu gave an explanation calmly: "No, it wasn't intentional. It's just a super-level performance. My shooting level is not as good as yours."

"It's not so much that you are inferior to me, it's more like your performance is unstable...you don't take aim seriously every time."

"No, I'm serious, I'm not as good as a human being."

Jiang Gu Ling didn't believe it, because in the previous simulated shooting practice, Qian Mu also had the habit of completing the shooting with the fastest speed, calling it a day, handing back the recovered items, and the combined time of looking at the target and aiming probably didn't take more than three seconds .

Jiang Gu Ling's usual practice results are higher than Qian Mu's, but he always feels that if Qian Mu concentrates all his attention, his level may not be worse than his own.

——So, why did he treat it so casually?Is it simply that he doesn't like the feeling of touching a gun, or is there another reason, for example... because, some kind of "reason"?

Regarding Yuan Qianmu, Jiang Gu Ling had some vague guesses from a long time ago, but the clues were messy and could not be connected together.

When he didn't have much contact with him, he noticed that Yuan Qianmu's daily habits were slightly different from those of ordinary people.

Yuan Qianmu's most unstable courses are basically in non-classroom places.

For example, the shooting range, restored to the demonstration scene of the murder scene...

The environment is complicated, the clues are confusing, and it is difficult to summarize the clearer commonalities. Jiang Guling is not sure whether his abnormal performance is really related to the environment, but he has inexplicable doubts.

Later, Jiang Guling discovered that the pens Yuan Qianmu used for writing were not as casual as they were. Ballpoint pens, signature pens, and pens were fine. He either used round-tipped markers or only manually sharpened pencils. The nib of the core pen was sharpened extremely perfunctorily, and the characters written were thick and heavy.

Follow this line of thinking and observe again, and you will find more small details.

Every time Yuan Qianmu eats, he only uses a spoon no matter how convenient it is. He never eats fish and other thorny things. The food in his mouth is basically soft and bland.

Of course, food involves the taste preferences of different people, Jiang Guling cannot use these to prove anything.

What really aroused his further doubts was actually a rumor that could not be actually proven for the time being.

Half a month ago, the red-haired young man retired early due to illness.

On the night when he was not there, Jiang Gu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang were eating in the cafeteria, and they overheard the chatter at the next table, mentioning Yuan Qianmu.

The next door said: "Isn't that Yuan Qianmu a judo genius? It seems that no one in our period can beat him. Why is he in such poor health? I ran into him in the bathroom in the morning and almost fell down due to hypoglycemia. In the afternoon, I heard that he had a high fever and was sent to the hospital. gone."

"Who knows, he seems to be in poor health. There were rumors before that he didn't go through the normal process, did he go to a related police academy?"

"Don't talk nonsense like that. At least he's quite capable in other aspects except for his physical weakness. By the way, speaking of this... did you see it clearly this morning? I seem to see a scar on his chest, scary I jumped, hiss, I must have read it wrong, right?"

"I didn't pay attention, you are so strange, who would carefully look at a man's naked body for nothing-"

When Jiang Guling heard this, he exchanged a glance with Zhu Fu Jingguang who was also stunned, and immediately stood up and asked the next door.

"Excuse me, do you see a deep scar on Yuan Qianmu's body? Or is it just right on the heart, as if it was torn apart by something? Really?"

"It was too sudden and the light was not good, so I'm not sure... I'm sorry, because we are his friends, I was a little shocked to hear this kind of thing... Yes, thank you, there is a high probability that I misread it, so I can Please keep it secret, if it gets out, it may cause unnecessary misunderstanding."

Jiang Gu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang finished asking, and then asked if there was any private talk about this matter in the school. Fortunately, there were very few people going to the bathhouse in the morning, and even fewer people would notice abnormalities in others , and no strange rumors leaked out.

Unchanging spoons, rough nibs, broken bullets... and scars I don't know if they really exist.

Jiang Gu Ling has never been able to find the rope that can connect all the clues from these images, but he feels that the direction is correct.

Thinking of this, Jiang Gu Ling said again: "Slow down and don't worry, the last shot is also very important, you can try again later?"

"Next time, my grades have already been recorded." Qian Mu said, slightly curling his lips at the blond young man, "Mr. Jiang Gu, you haven't finished your own exam yet, go quickly."

Jiang Guling opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly found that Zhu Fu Jingguang was making eye contact with him—the instructor glared at him from behind, don't worry about chatting and hurry up to take the exam.

He could only go back to the back of his partition, and when he raised his gun to take aim, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the red-haired young man walking towards the gate of the shooting hall with his back. sit down.

Jiang Guling: "..."

A little angry - forget it, get used to it.

The resentment towards Qianmu and his strength erupted at the same time, Furutani zero shot with all his concentration, all five shots hit the bull's-eye, crushed other students, and won the undisputed No.1.

In stark contrast to Furutani Rei is Matsuda Jinpei. He didn't even hit the edge of the target after five shots. He also insisted that it was a problem with the gun. The scolding is also his own fault.

Qian Mu heard the noise in the shooting range from a distance, as if the place where the protagonist group is, there will never be a lack of excitement and events.

Speaking of events.

Matsuda Jinping, who was arrested for dismantling the gun, reminded him.

Qian Mu recalled that an incident seemed to happen soon.

Instructor Onizuka was strangled by a dangling safety rope by accident. Thanks to the concerted efforts of the five members of the protagonist group, he was lucky enough to save his life.

This incident is used to brighten up the personality charm of the protagonists, and it is also an important opportunity for Fuguya Rei and Matsuda Jinping, who were at odds with each other at the beginning, to put down their fighting and raise their friendship.

Now, because of the existence of the problematic classmate Yuan Qianmu, the protagonist group seems to have completed the team task of working together ahead of time, and the relationship has also eased and harmonious ahead of time. The incident has not played much role, but it still has to happen according to the script.

Anyway, the protagonist group was there, and the incident could be solved perfectly. Qian Mu didn't plan to get involved, so he found an excuse for Fujiwara's deputy class to ask him for something, returned the gun and five empty ammunition, and left early.

What happened next was exactly as Qian Mu expected.

The instructor incident happened according to the script design. Date took people to build an adult ladder to hold up the instructor and others. Matsuda Jinpei quickly assembled the pistol that was made of parts, and handed the gun and the bullets secretly left by classmates to the descendant. Gu Ling finally shot the rope through Jiang Gu Ling.

Instructor Onizuka was fine except for his neck pain, and there was no danger. Matsuda Jinpei was not punished for dismantling the gun without authorization, and everyone was happy.

Everyone cooperated extremely tacitly, and all were imbued with a great sense of accomplishment, showing satisfied smiles.

——Except for Jianggu Zero.

One of the biggest heroes this time, after returning the last pistol, looked around with a serious expression, and looked around, suddenly a little more angry in his seriousness.

"The instructor was saved, why do you still look unhappy, what are you angry about?" Kenji Hagiwara patted him on the shoulder.

"That guy Yuan Qianmu..." Jiang Gu Ling clenched his fists unhappily, "He disappeared as soon as the shooting test was over, and he hasn't come back yet."

"Hey, Xiao Jianggu was so angry that he called Xiao Qianmu by his full name! Didn't he get called by the deputy class? There must be something wrong."

"No, although there is no evidence, I guess he ran away on purpose."

"Ah? Why did Xiaoqianmu run away on purpose, so it wouldn't happen." Hagiwara Kenji put his other hand on Matsuda Jinpei's shoulder, and said jokingly, "Isn't it because he knew in advance that something would happen here? Haha Ha ha."

Jiang Gu Ling tried his best to suppress the strange feeling in his heart: "Yeah, that guy has no prophet."

"By the way, don't you think it's strange? Everyone seems to be so familiar, and they often act together, but that guy Yuan... has done a good job on the surface. After so long, he still hasn't really gotten closer to him. Damn it, it shouldn’t be like this even for people who are familiar with it.”

Hearing Jiang Gu Ling's sudden soul questioning.

Hagiwara Kenji was taken aback for a moment, Matsuda Jinhei turned his head and came over without interjecting, but let out a hum from his nose.

What Jiang Guling said made a lot of sense.

In fact, everyone has more or less noticed a little weirdness, but no one has said it.

"I want to ask him what he's thinking, and if he has an opinion, just say it—" Jiang Gu Ling didn't know what he thought of, "Trouble, the feeling of not being up or down is too uncomfortable, who knows how Yuan's character was developed of."

Hagiwara Kenji: "Hmm... as expected of Xiao Fuguya."

"what?"

"It's nothing, just to praise you for being careful, but don't worry, we are serious about being friends with Xiaoqianmu, and Xiaoqianmu understands it himself, just wait for a while. If it doesn't work, you can do what you want , Why don't you just ask, I'm sorry to say it in private in front of everyone, and go directly to his dormitory to arrest people at night."

"You—you?" Jiang Gu Ling reacted and looked at someone.

Matsuda Jinpei: "What are you looking at me for? I'm tired and don't want to eat dinner. I have to go back to the dormitory first."

He took off his crooked police cap, and casually walked out of the shooting range, leaving Kenji Hagiwara and Rei Fuguya looking at each other, sighing, and calling Momo Jingguang and Datehang to go back together.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was in the lead, had just stepped out of the gate, and before he went down the steps, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Jiang Gu Ling who followed behind pushed him: "Aren't you tired and want to go back to sleep, why are you blocking the door and not moving?"

Matsuda Zhenping stared not far ahead, suddenly hummed softly, and moved out of the way.

Jiang Gu Ling and the other three people came out, their gazes were unbiased, and they fell on a bright figure at the bottom of the steps.

"..."

"..."

Qian Mu tilted his head, but his eyes were surprised: "Aren't you planning to go to the cafeteria?"

Jiang Guling was suddenly punched by someone.

Hagiwara Kenji laughed out loud, making him feel a little embarrassed for no reason.

"Go! Of course we're going." Zhu Fu Jingguang and Yi Dahang walked over first, and asked in surprise and curiosity: "Yuan, are you here to wait for us?"

Qian Mu thought for a while: "...Forget it."

On the way to the cafeteria, he happened to pass by the shooting gallery, thinking that he would come here, and by the way, he listened to the movement inside through the gate.

I just want to make sure that the incident has been resolved smoothly, and there are no unnecessary messy thoughts.

Why didn't I leave immediately after confirming... Of course it was because I thought about life for a while in the middle, and I didn't have time, what else could be the reason besides this.

"Eeeee! What's with this suspicious pause?"

Kenji Hagiwara also rushed over, wrapped his arms around Qianmu's neck unceremoniously, and smiled strangely: "Don't be embarrassed, little Qianmu, don't wait outside next time, it's so cold - I suggest you go directly to the cafeteria Reserve a seat for us, and help me order an eel rice, I have been late for several times, but I can’t get it, so angry!"

"Oh, grab a big bone soup for me too. I'm getting tired of the miso soup. Let's change it."

"Tsk tsk, Matsuda, are you not going back to the dormitory again?"

"Suddenly feeling hungry is more unpleasant than sleepy. Tsk tsk, Jiang Gu, aren't you angry again?"

"...Hey! It's my mistake, that's all right!"

After a while, Qianmu felt his temples start to jump again, and then he found a place to interject: "I can't ask for leave in advance every time, just to help you grab a meal."

"It's not impossible? Just kidding, just kidding, it's more interesting for everyone to grab food together, let alone, as long as we work together, people in other classes can't compete with us at all-let's go! Canteen!"

The instructor incident ended smoothly, and Qian Mu did not participate in the plot as he wished, so his appetite improved a lot tonight.

From [-]:[-]pm to [-]:[-]pm was free time. After dinner, they were all tired during the day and had no intention of going out for a stroll, so they went back to their dorms.

After Qian Mu came back, the first thing he did was to open the locked drawer, take out a medicine bottle without a label, pour out a white tablet, and drink it with water.

No sound was made.

But he supported the table with his elbows, and his lowered upper body was almost parallel to the table.

This position was maintained for about half a minute, and the blood flow seemed to be activated again. Qian Mu slowly straightened up and slid onto the opened chair.

His complexion didn't seem to have changed much. Under the direct light of the incandescent light, his half-drooped eyelids were almost transparent, only showing the color of some fine blood vessels.

Obviously did not move, the red-haired young man just sat at the table, exhaustion enough to drown a person swept over and weighed heavily on this stitched body.

A little while later.

"Bang bang."

Qian Mu opened his eyes at this moment, the tension and coldness in his red pupils barely faded away after he realized where he was.

He glanced around, and locked the medicine bottle back in the drawer before getting up and going to open the door.

Who would come to him when they have nothing to do?

Qian Mu speculated about possible candidates, and opened the door of the dormitory, which was only made of a thin layer of wood.

result.

It turned out to be an unexpected candidate.

"........."

Matsuda Jinpei folded his arms around his chest, and looked at Qian Mu behind the door without a word.

Qian Mu recalled the script, and the plot didn't match up, so he could only speculate reasonably: "You want to ask me to fight each other under the cherry blossom tree in the middle of the night, punching to the flesh?"

"..."

"..."

"how is this possible!"

The curly-haired cool brother was a little out of breath, but maybe he took the wrong medicine tonight... It's rare to not want to find fault tonight, so he quickly regained his composure: "I want to ask you something, there are too many people during the day, do you mind talking now? "

Qian Mu chooses between directly closing the door and tactfully refusing.

But Curly's eyes were too hot, and he felt threatened to burn him through if he didn't agree.

Looking at it this way, it would take too much energy to refuse.

"Ok."

Qianmu turned sideways and opened the door further.

"Come in."