[Comprehensive] Hello, Junko Fujiwara

A few days later, the results of the student union selection came out.

"Fujiwara, congratulations," Shindo Ryo told her passing by the notice board, "you have joined the student union."

"Oh?" She rubbed her eyes sleepily, "Thank you Shishido-kun, how about you?"

In the first week of school, many people signed up for the selection of the student union.

"As usual," he tucked his hat into a drawer, "external activities member of the executive committee."

"Fujiwara-san is amazing, the secretary of the student union." People nearby also congratulated her.

Because the clerk can have close contact with Keigo Atobe, the girls from the senior department are fighting for this position. Fujiwara Junko can stand out among them, which is enough to prove her excellence.

"Who is the president?" She turned her head and asked her deskmate.

"That guy from Atobe," Shindo Ryo was looking for something, and he didn't lift his head when he heard this sentence, "Although he is very flamboyant, he is a very powerful person."

"Zhang Yang..." Shunzi thought for a while, "The one who was the chief examiner during the interview?"

"Kego Atobe, didn't you see him at the opening ceremony?" Shishido Ryo was a little surprised, "The one next door to our class, the one who snapped his fingers while speaking on the rostrum."

"I fell asleep." She blinked her eyes innocently.

It was amazing, Shishido looked at Shunzi speechlessly, her screams almost burst through the roof, but she still slept so soundly.

It's not her fault, the best way for girls to get news is gossip.But Shunzi didn't like the girls in the class, and she didn't bother to socialize with others. She came and went easily every day, so naturally she didn't know anything.

"Even the president doesn't know why you want to join the student union?" Shishido Ryo admired this deskmate.

"Because..." She paused for a few seconds, resting her chin with one hand, "It's so boring."

deceitful...

It is because I promised others, "I will work hard in the new school."

"As soon as you enter school, you will be the president of the student council, okay?" She didn't want to say more, so she changed the subject.

"That guy has the ability to formulate the rules of the Ice Empress." Thinking about his tablemate who can't wake up every day, he still reminded, "Although he looks arrogant and domineering, he will not embarrass people who work hard."

Thinking of the various difficult questions the other party asked during the interview, Shunzi nodded obediently, she was indeed someone not to be easily offended.

Shishido Ryo couldn't find what he was looking for, so Shido Ryo stuffed his schoolbag into the drawer a little annoyed.

Shunzi took out the small box containing the ok pad from her schoolbag and pushed it over to him.

"How do you know..." Shishido Ryo looked at the OK stretcher with cartoon patterns on the table in doubt.

"Your arm." Shunja pointed to his right arm. Although she couldn't see it on the other side, she could tell from his movements that it might have been scratched.

Since her deskmate is still relatively close to her eyes, she took out the box at the bottom of her schoolbag.

Disinfectant towels, gauze, cotton swabs, medical tape, and the OK stretcher on the table make up a small first aid kit.

"This one is good." He thought for a while, and compared to gauze, he was going to stick some fancy OK bandage directly.Although he didn't like the pattern, it was more convenient than medical tape.

"Disinfection." Shunzi took out a disinfectant wipe, tore off the wrapping paper and handed it to him.

"Thanks." He scratched his head and wiped the wound with a disinfectant wipe.

She took the wet wipes, put them back in the bag, and threw it in the trash.

Although strange, Shishido Ryo thinks while sticking to the OK bag, he is still a very good person.

Carrying this with me has become a habit...

Maybe it's because I have a fate with athletic boys. Shunzi's thoughts have drifted to a very strange point. All her boyfriends are athletic boys.

She is not paranoid about this, probably because there are more good-looking boys in the sports club.

"That," Shishido decided to reciprocate, "I'm going to the student union after school this afternoon, do you want me to take you there?"

Fujiwara Junko hadn't been out of the classroom much since the beginning of school, and after thinking about it, she knew that she definitely didn't know her way.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." She tore open a pack of pocky and thanked earnestly.

"Sunko," Shinobu, who went back to the classroom together, saw the list of new student council members in Atobe's hand, "I didn't expect her to join the student council."

"You know her?" Atobe turned to look at him.

"A very cute girl," Shinozu put one hand in the pocket of the school uniform, feeling very good, "It's just a bit boring, I didn't expect to take the initiative to sign up for the student union."

"Her abilities are outstanding," Atobe thought of the girl who was constantly being challenged during the interview but remained calm and composed. She rarely praised, "She is an excellent helper."

"As expected of someone who has been the secretary of the student union in Diguang for two years."

The various activities organized by Teiko Middle School in the first two years were exceptionally brilliant, especially the school festival for the third grade, which was a rare event for middle schools.

"Really?" Renzu's smile froze for a moment, and then returned to normal in an instant. No one saw the momentary stiffness, "I don't know about that."

It's normal to be unclear, he told himself, Shunzi is not someone who likes to talk about the past, but his mood is still unavoidably low.

Atobe glanced at him and changed the subject.

The last class in the afternoon was self-study, and Shunzi slept in for a class as usual.

"Fujiwara," when the get out of class bell rang, Shishido Ryo knocked on the table and called her, "Pack up your things and go."

She sat up slowly, packed her things with half-closed eyes, completely ignoring the people around her.

"Sunko—" Yushi Shinozu knocked on the door of the classroom and waved at her, "Good afternoon."

"Someone is here to pick you up..." Shido Ryo muttered in a low voice, secretly disgusted with himself for meddling in his own business.

"Good afternoon, Ninzu-kun." Shunzi adjusted the strap of her schoolbag and walked out slowly.

"I'm afraid you don't know the place," he explained with a smile as he walked on her left, "I came to look for you."

Walking in the corridor with the two main players of the tennis club, people around her looked sideways, but she still looked like she was not awake, and she didn't care about other people's eyes.

"Your forehead," Renzu poked the red spot on her forehead, "Does it hurt?"

"This." Shunzi touched the place that was poked by the other's index finger in confusion, "It was red when I was sleeping."

The relationship between the two seemed to be very harmonious, and Shido stood aside, always feeling that he was a little redundant.

"Are you free to watch a movie together on weekends?" Renzu turned his head and saw her short, shiny hair. "Yumi Baise's new movie is released, and the response is very good."

"It's nothing." She tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, "Then go."

"Then buy tickets for the afternoon and go have dinner together after watching the movie." He touched the top of Shunzi's head and made a decision.

"Oh." She nodded, noncommittal.

Ninzuzu, this guy is a little too attentive... Shishido, who was standing next to Ninzuzu, silently rolled his eyes when he heard what the two said.

"Is your middle school also the student union secretary?" Renzu asked casually.

When she was asked this question suddenly, she froze for a moment, then nodded expressionlessly.

"It's that Teiko who won three consecutive championships in basketball?" Shishido leaned over and answered, "It seems that the first team is a rare talent that you don't see in ten years."

Most boys are interested in basketball. Although he focuses on playing tennis, he has heard of these few people.After all, he is an influential figure who has appeared in "Basketball Monthly" many times, and the boys in the class will also discuss it.

"Yes," mentioned this, her drowsiness eased a little, "it's called the generation of miracles."

"Midorima Shintaro, Aomine Daiki, Murasakihara Atsushi, Kise Ryota," Sunko turned his head, looked at the cherry blossoms that were about to fall outside the window, his eyes softened, "Captain, Akashi Seijuro."

There is also Kuroko Tetsuya who quit the basketball club in the third grade and is called the sixth man of phantom.

"There are colors in the surname," Renzu touched his chin, and couldn't help complaining, "Two more can make up a rainbow."

"There is no surname [Orange] in Japan, right?" Shishido slapped him, "You think too much!"

"Om—" Feeling the vibration of the phone, Shunzi took out the phone from her schoolbag and clicked on the email.

With a casual glance, with good eyesight, Ren Zuzu saw the surname "Kise".

"I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to go to the movies with you," she replied, closing the phone and telling Shinozu apologetically, "I'm going to Kanagawa."