age is not a problem

Walking out of the class teacher's office in a trance, Qingmei felt dizzy when she thought of the "I'm optimistic about you!" eyes of the head teacher just now... In short, it was too much to skip a grade since childhood, and she didn't follow the normal steps. She!

He walked to the corner of the stairs with a depressed face, and was about to turn into the corridor where the classroom was...

"Well, Asakawa, can we... can we talk?"

The voice was timid and tentative.

Qingmei raised her head and looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada who was obviously blocking her here beforehand.

"Is there a problem?"

For this boy whose favorability in her heart is currently negative, Qingmei doesn't want to have too much interaction with him, but out of the principle that adults don't care about brats, she is still patient and plans to listen to the other party looking for her specially. I want to say something.

"Asakawa, you... misunderstood, the girl with two braids you saw after school that afternoon, I don't have that kind of relationship with her. How should I put it, probably, I always treat her as my sister ..."

Qingmei raised her eyebrows, but instead asked a question that sounded a bit off topic: "How old is she, that girl?"

"Eh? 15 years old." Gang Ji replied subconsciously. He prepared gifts for Yiping and Lanbo on their birthdays every year, and would help them hold a party if he had time.

"how about you?"

"……14 years old."

Qingmei's originally expressionless face instantly turned cold, and the corner of her mouth was filled with a sneer: "Heh, what kind of brother and sister play is obviously a year younger than her... I recommend you to watch "Fate of the Sky"."

"No, no, no, it's not like that...then, sister, yes, I've always regarded her as my sister..." Tsunayoshi explained hurriedly.

Qingmei, who was too lazy to entangle with him anymore, directly cast him a dead fish eye, curled her lips and said, "Then you can watch "Kissing Sister"."

Gangji: "..."

Obviously, he wanted to explain these misunderstandings clearly, but at this moment, Gang Ji felt that in front of this girl... it would be better for him to keep his mouth shut.

Qingmei didn't say anything anymore, bypassing the other party and going back to the classroom directly.

It's just that after returning to the classroom, by accident, I asked the study committee to look at the ranking list of this exam.

Sawada Tsunayoshi...ah, it's easy to find, it's in the bottom-to-bottom eye-catching position, she can count the scores with her fingers, and she doesn't even need her toes.

Sitting back on the seat, resting his chin on one hand, he thought about this Japanese boy... He has a weak personality, poor academic performance, and is useless in sports. Do you want to be a scumbag on multiple boats?

As for the appearance and figure, she looks more delicate and weak than girls, and also...

"Tch, short legs."

And it's short-legged.

It's just that when he said this to himself just now, he clearly felt that the air pressure of the deskmate beside him who was quietly reading a book suddenly dropped.

After suddenly regaining consciousness, Qingmei quickly turned her head and explained solemnly: "Squad leader, I'm not talking about you!"

Akashi, who has always been gentle and courteous in front of his classmates, still maintained a good self-cultivation and did not directly make a bad face, but after holding back for a long time... he didn't know what to reply.

However, Qingmei obviously felt that the other party's air pressure had dropped a lot, and after thinking about it for a while, she realized... also, no matter what he replied, it seemed that he admitted that he had short legs.

Then, let her speak, "Squad leader, your legs are not short, really not short, you are tall."

After a while, Akashi could only reply with a paralyzed face: "...Thank you."

Kiyomi, who has fairly good hearing, naturally did not ignore the sound of the monitor's grinding teeth.

……

In the afternoon, after the day's classes were over, Qingmei picked up her schoolbag and walked straight to an activity room in another teaching building, preparing to report to the club she had just joined.

She took a rough look at the club brochure that Akashi printed for her student union that day, and there were dozens of clubs of all kinds.

If you don't consider any other factors and simply choose a club you want to join according to your wishes, as a former navy second lieutenant, she naturally wants to join the swimming club.It's just that if she accidentally breaks all the records in the Japanese women's junior high school swimming competition, then she will be published in the newspaper and interviewed... Wouldn't that be the same as sending her head to the winery? Send it in front of those guys.

So she couldn't choose any clubs with competitive elements, including the swimming club. As for those clubs related to art, music, and literature, she wasn't very interested.

After picking and choosing among the dozens of societies, he finally decided to join this organization—the Supernatural Society.

When I heard it, I felt that it was an unreliable club that had something to do with feudal superstition and was full of the atmosphere of the second grade. Although I wondered how the school allowed this kind of club to continue, the most important thing is that this club is only held on Fridays every week. There will be a club activity in the afternoon, which is quite in line with her wishes.

After thinking about it, he came to the door of the activity room.

Just when Qingmei was about to open the door... Ah, ah, she seemed to hear the familiar BGM...

"Yo, Asakawa, I saw the application you submitted for membership two days ago, welcome to join our Supernatural Club."

Qingmei turned her head stiffly, and she saw Kaiteng Shunji standing behind her full of anger.

Well, after seeing this guy, she can be sure that this is a club where the second-level illness gathers.

"Are you the president of this club?" Qingmei asked.

"Ah, that's not true...but I'm also a senior member of the Supernatural Club." Haiteng said as he pushed open the door of the activity room, and introduced enthusiastically: "The president should have arrived, he is the same as us. Second grade."

After walking in with Hai Teng, Qingmei's first reaction was... Tsk, the room smells like potato chips.

And in front of her, I saw a green-haired boy wearing glasses looking at her seriously, "Hello, Kiyomi Asakawa, I am..."

"It's you—!" Before the other party finished speaking, Qingmei interrupted the other party in surprise

This, this, this... isn't this the nerdy boy Lujian!

"Yes, we met once...I'm sorry that day." Midorima nodded.

Qingmei did not mention the matter of being hit by the other party before, but looked at the Hello Kitty doll in the other party's hand... Last time it was Hatsune Miku's doll, this time it is this cute meow again, this guy's otaku Hopeless!And it's still the kind of pink house!

Noticing that Kiyomi was looking at the Hello Kitty in her hand with a tangled expression, Midorima adjusted her glasses with her free hand, "...This is the lucky thing for Cancer in this morning's divination."

Well, feudal superstition combined with the second air, her previous guesses about this club really came true.As for this young man in the green room... A Zhai plus a magic stick?

On the contrary, Kaito echoed with a positive face: "The morning divination that Midorima watched is quite accurate! Ah, by the way, Asakawa, this is Shintaro Midorima from the class next door, and also the president of our club."

Kiyomi looked at the white bandage wrapped around Midorima's left hand, and then at the red bandage wrapped around Kaito's left hand... Well, she understands why these two things can get mixed together, this is called congeniality ?

"Well, Midorima-san, aren't you... from the basketball club?" Kiyomi remembered reading the information about the group of colorful regular candidates in the Teiko Middle School basketball club, and Midorima Shintaro was a member of the regular pick.

"The basketball team does not need to practice on Fridays every week, so I happened to come to participate in the activities of this club." Midorima explained.

At this time, Qingmei turned to look at the birthplace of the smell of potato chips in the room, and saw a boy with purple hair who had been silently chatting endlessly like a chipmunk since just now. Kachi" eating potato chips.

But this chipmunk... is a little bit bigger, no, it's too big!This head is almost two meters!

She had glimpsed this young man in the data before, Atsushi Murasakihara, like Shintaro Midorima, was also a member of the Teiguang Rainbow Team.

After taking a look at Murasakihara who was still immersed in the world of potato chips, Midorima said with a bit of helplessness: "Murasara is here to make up the numbers."

Qingmei: "???"

Now even Hai Teng couldn't help covering his face and sighing, "The school has a rule that if the club has fewer than five members, it will be abolished..."

After a bag of potato chips was wiped out, Ziyuan finally had time to speak, "Because Luzi promised me that as long as I come to be a member, he will pack all the snacks every Friday."

Qingmei: "..."

Now she wonders if she joined the wrong club, although she originally wanted to find an unreliable club to get credits...but this club is not reliable!

"Five people? Now... isn't there only four?" Qingmei counted all the heads in the activity room, including her.

Kaito: "Ah, Asakawa, there is another new applicant like you, that is..."

"Sorry, I'm late..."

At this moment, the door was opened a crack, and a head poked in cautiously.

Seeing who it was, Kiyomi's face darkened instantly... Sawa, Tian, ​​Tsuna, and Yoshi!

Why did he choose this club!

That is to say, the composition of this club, which is full of the atmosphere of the second grade and the magic stick, is as follows——

President: Shintaro Midorima

Members: Shun Kaito, Kiyomi Asakawa, Tsunayoshi Sawada

Mascot: Atsushi Murasakihara

...Hey, hello, President Midorima, it's too late for her to quit the company now!

The author has something to say:

Kiyomi’s criteria for selecting clubs: no competitive elements, not very reliable, and few club activities per week... But Judaime also thinks so 233~