Private school two or three things

As we all know, curly hair's eyes are crimson, wig's eyes are brownish, and purple hair's eyes are green.

Well, although the eyes of the people in the main drama "Gintama" are of various colors, the protagonists at this time are still nestled in a warm corner, and their visions are still narrow, so the boring little ghosts became interested in each other's eyes.

The wig is probably to blame for this.

On an ordinary night, Curly, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and took a few sharp breaths.

He woke up with a fright.

In the dream, he was walking on the road paved with dead bodies, stumbling on tiptoe, stumbling and unable to find his way.

Then he staggered and fell, and the corpses opened their eyes at this moment, the blood-red eye sockets were empty, and they opened their black hole-like mouths, wailing silently.

Curly got up and looked at his hand, his eyes were bloody.

Ghoul.

Ghosts that eat corpses.

The old familiar feeling hugged him again.

The stench of the mouth, the feeling of teeth tearing dry blood vessels and nerves, and the sound of snapping cartilage in limbs.

Enough for his numb stomach to contribute what little acid it had left.

But he is hungry.very hungry.

Curly threw off the quilt violently, her red eyes trembling.

He looked around, the legs of the wig splayed across his stomach.Pushing it with his hands, the wig turned over, his feet scratched on the curly hair, and he returned to calm.

A large cross popped out of Curly's forehead, and the legs of the wig dragged him into the closet.The wig let out an unconscious "coffee" laugh, and suddenly his eyes widened.

The eyes were obviously brownish, but there was a faint blue light in the darkness.

The next second the face of the wig was hit hard by a pillow.

Curly slammed the closet shut.

"...What's going on?" This is Zimao who was awakened by the sound.

"There's a big fly." Curly picked his nostrils and got back into the quilt hole.

"...It's only the end of spring now."

"Ah...it's a mutant." Curly turned over.

Zimao was speechless and went back to sleep.But within a minute, he opened his eyes again.Zimao looked at the curly hair that was trying to get into his quilt, and his eyebrows twitched violently.

"……doing what?"

"Can't sleep." Curly had an innocent face.

"Get out." Zimao lifted the quilt, and the curly hair rolled away.

"Hey Takasugi Shinsuke, do you want to die!" Curly was angry.

Zimao tucked the quilt back again, impatient in green eyes: "I want to sleep!" The faint green eyes are all kinds of scary in the dark.

Curly choked.After a while, a sentence came out: "Zi Mao, you are very similar to Huang Jiro in the village."

...Zi Mao took a deep breath.

"Bastard, you did it on purpose, you must have done it on purpose! Who is like a dog and killed you!"

"Who told you that your eyes are green..."

"What's wrong with your eyes being green? Yours are still red! It's pink eye, go see a doctor! By the way, take a look at your brain too!"

"What are you talking about?! Who is pink eye! I am born with this, not like you are green and reflective, just like a dog!"

"It's the wolf that reflects light! You idiot!"

"Hey! You're the smart one! Admit it, the color of the green hat is the color of your eyes!"

"Stinky boy, you have pink eyes!"

"Green slugs! Vegetable bugs! Stinky fart bugs!"

"Pinkeye! Rabbit!"

"Green Pepper Monster! Shrek! It's your fault that the kids have nightmares and can't sleep!"

"you!……"

Facts have proved that no matter when it is, Zimao has never been able to quarrel with Curly Hair, probably because he can't fight the lower limit.

Many years later, the governor changed his job and became a conspiracy theorist. He had countless scheming in his mind, playing assassination and party fighting, but no matter how many lives he played, he could not wipe out the original memories and the only remaining warmth in his heart.

Even then—he was mad.

And at the end of this spring, I can't remember exactly what happened, but when I came back to my senses, Zimao had already followed Curly into the room of the classmates who lived together, and raised their eyelids one by one...

I have to say that the neural circuits of children are different from ordinary people.

I just asked [Do you know what color other people's eyes are? 】Just verify them one by one.I have to bow down and do it myself to test the truth in practice... Seems like something is wrong?

In short, under the dark moon and the wind, I saw two small shadows shuttling through each dormitory, silently and swiftly.

ah?You ask me later?

A certain teenager who got up at night heard a sound coming from the closet in their dormitory, so he wanted to go and have a look. Before he could move, he saw two black shadows approaching silently from the other end of the corridor.

[Tawny purple yellow cyan...hehehehehehe...]

"Ghost... ghost!!!!!!!!!"

It is said that the Songyang private school was noisy all night...

——So the wig is all to blame.