[tutor] Pass me the fire

"Tutoring?"

Hearing what Grandma Chidori said, I raised my head to look at her, and took a few seconds to quickly assemble the gun parts scattered on the table. This can keep my fingers flexible even though my body lacks actual combat training.Grandma Qiandiao was sitting on the sofa looking at my math test papers, she didn't seem to be surprised by my results, instead she had a look of anticipation.

"Yes, I'm already a junior high school student, and I almost have to think about my future life plan. Such grades are not good." Grandma Qiandiao taught me earnestly.

It seems to be like this. For ordinary people, good education and grades are often the key to affecting life, but it is useless to me. I only need to know some extremely simple knowledge to live - such as killing people How to keep the blood loss low so as not to stain the clothes, how to torture people painfully but not lethal, how to hide your whereabouts from the enemies or get out without breaking a hand and three ribs ——Yes, my life has been planned since I received a gun as a birthday present when I was a child, and the current middle school life is just a small, short, and fast I don't need to spend much energy and time at all to end the episode.

I shook my head, expressing a rare clear rejection, and then disassembled and reassembled the gun in my hand.

"It's nice to be young, always so carefree, I thought so when I was your age," Grandma Qiandiao couldn't help smiling as if thinking of something interesting, "But now I regret it It’s incredible, I’ve been wondering why I didn’t cherish the time I spent with my friends, it was one of the few short moments I felt very happy about.”

"I don't have any friends." I thought for a moment and retorted her.

Grandma Qiandiao just smiled and said to me patiently: "Qin, you will have friends, they will always be there."

"where."

"Well... Maybe in the future, you will definitely see it, I promise."

I turned my attention back to the gun in my hand, examined its weight and texture inch by inch with silent eyes, then moved my lips and said, "It doesn't matter, I don't need it."

Grandma Qiandiao didn't say much, but brought the topic back to tutoring: "About tutoring, I have already asked the neighbor's child, he is a smart, excellent and polite boy, one year older than Qin , maybe it will come later, the name seems to be..."

At this time, the doorbell rang appropriately.

"It seems that Mr. Zhengyi is here," Grandma Qiandiao told me in a gentle voice that could not be refused, "Qin should get along with him well, and I will prepare some snacks for you during tutoring. What do you want to eat?"

The doorbell rang again, I hid the assembled gun in the dark compartment under the table, walked over and opened the door.Standing outside the door was a thin boy, a head shorter than me, about the same age as Sawada Tsunayoshi, and even the insignificant aura of weakness exuding from his body was somewhat similar. The feeling of slack caused by training or living a peaceful life, it is difficult for the arms, waist and thighs to burst out of strength in a small way. In short, it is an ordinary thing that no one will pay for their lives. The only thing worth noting is His floppy orange hair.

I stared at his hair, and the boy called Zhengyi seemed very nervous, cringing and short of breath under my sight, and the eyes behind the lenses secretly lifted up to look at me from time to time, but more Most of the time he looked down at his toes or the ground in a panic, and soon his face turned pale, sweat dripped from his forehead, his body unconsciously curled up towards his abdomen, and even his knees trembled slightly.

"Stomach pain?" I easily judged the cause from these symptoms.

His face turned red in an instant, but he explained inarticulately: "This, this is... My stomach hurts when I get nervous..."

"Please don't be nervous, I'm Qin, you can call me Chidori, whatever you like," I stepped aside from the door and looked at him calmly, "Shoichi?"

"...Irie Masaichi." He walked into the door with his head down, and almost fell when he passed by me. Fortunately, I helped his arm.

"Are you all right?" I asked out of goodwill.

Irie said shyly and anxiously, "No, it's fine, thank you."

I led him up the stairs, and when I arrived at the door of my room, Irie's voice sounded weakly behind me, a little at a loss: "Well, this is my first time here... a girl's room, there is , Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"No, please feel free." I said as I pushed open the door.

As soon as I opened the door, all that appeared in front of Masaichi Irie were sniper rifles, machine guns, and grenades randomly placed on the floor. The chains and handcuffs were hung on the wall by me, next to the photo of Tsunayoshi Sawada that covered half of the wall - the exact time of his day's trip was marked with a red pen, and several photos with Reborn I deliberately stabbed them in the face with a short knife, and the bed was even more messy. Except that the quilt had not been folded in the morning, the pistol and gun hidden under the pillow were accidentally exposed, and the wall near the pillow was also exposed. I hung up a specially framed enlarged photo of Senior Reborn, so that I could make a wish to the idol in the industry, God of Hitman, Senior Reborn, to become stronger and receive more business at night.

Irie Masaichi: "..."

I scratched my cheek in embarrassment, and whispered, "Sorry, it's a little messy, please don't mind it."

Irie was looking like he couldn't breathe: "It's not a question of chaos at all, is it?! Why are there these weapons in the beautiful girl's room?! How can people not care... I'm very scared, okay? !!"

I comforted him patiently: "Don't be afraid, I have no malice towards you, because you are worthless."

Irie Masaichi: "...Hi!!"

I cleaned up the desk and put the test papers and a pile of textbooks that I hadn't read at all. While Irie was sitting at the desk looking through the textbooks with an uncomfortable and terrified face, I put the sniper randomly placed on the floor. The shotgun and grenades were all put away and stuffed under the bed.When Irie saw my math test paper one by one, he showed an expression of "what the hell is this? I didn't see it at all", and couldn't help complaining: "This is the first time I have seen such a score when I grow up. Have you ever read a book?"

...sorry really not.But I didn’t tell the truth because of a small sense of shame that I couldn’t understand. Instead, I tried to cover it up: “Because I’m a foreigner, I just don’t understand.”

"Ha... okay," Irie said perfunctorily, he glanced at the test paper and made a difficult decision, "Then, let's start from scratch."

Hearing that, I immediately took out a pistol from under the desk. The gun slapped on the table, and said in a low voice, dissatisfied: "Are you underestimating me?"

"...Don't take out the gun all of a sudden!" Irie leaned back and fell to the ground in a panic, "I want to ignore the math score of only two points, okay?!"

I pulled him up from the ground, curled my lips to express my compromise: "Okay then."

Irie sighed, opened the math textbook and said, "Then let's take a look at the equation first. It's very simple, just assume that a number is x..."

My eyes went black, I fell on the desk, and passed out.

Irie Masaichi: "Don't sleep, hey!! Be sober!! This is just the beginning, right?! I haven't said anything yet!!"

"I'm sorry, it's become a habit," I yawned, left the desk I was lying on, and said to Irie Masaichi solemnly, "Can you please repeat it in Italian or Chinese, I can't listen Can understand Japanese."

Irie was clutching his stomach and complaining to me in pain: "It's getting too much...don't pretend you don't understand at this time, it's too fake, and how can I know Italian and Chinese?"

"Meow meow meow~" At this time, the light yellow and white kitten that I had been hiding under the bed sneaked out and ran past Irie Masaichi wagging its tail. The latter said nervously: "Eh?! What is this?"

"Cat, I secretly hid it in the room, don't tell Granny Chidori." I stretched out a finger towards the kitten, and it immediately stuck to it and stretched out its soft tongue to lick my fingertips.

"Chidori, you..." Irie stared at me blankly, his completely sluggish face looked so stupid, he seemed to have reacted, and adjusted his glasses frame uncomfortably, "Well, do you have a name? ?”

"Yes, it's Dino."

"Foreign name?" Irie Masaichi said a little surprised.

"Yes, because I don't know much Japanese."

Irie Masaichi: "...that's enough, how long do you want to stick to this setting."

"And the name is very useless as soon as you hear it." I watched the kitten shake and lick my fingers, and finally accidentally stepped on the air and fell off the desk. "Isn't it the same as it?"

Irie was silent for a while, and said, "...It's a little stupid."

During the not-so-smooth tutoring trip, Grandma Chidori kindly brought cakes and orange juice, and repeatedly told me not to bully Zhengyi, but as soon as Grandma Chidori left, I took all the snacks on the table to myself Here, looking at Masaichi Irie warily.Irie twitched the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly, "I won't rob you."

"Scuh once said that men are liars who promise 'I won't get in'."

Irie Masaichi was blushing: "..."

"Okay, okay! Don't talk about this kind of topic anymore, study quickly! Study!" The flustered Irie accidentally slapped a math homework on my face.

After a while, a series of pinging, bang, bang, bang, and children's noises rang out from Sawada Tsunayoshi's house next door. I saw Irie Masaichi was so noisy that he couldn't calm down at all, and he showed his expression of being frightened by the explosions from time to time. expression, thought for a while, then took out the machine gun from under the bed, put the machine gun by the window under the watchful eye of Irie Masaichi, aimed at the window of Sawada Tsunayoshi’s bedroom and started shooting.

Irie took a deep breath: "..."

After firing all the bullets, two voices sounded at the same time.

"What are you doing Chidori!"

"What are you doing Chidori!"

One voice was from Masaichi Irie, and the other was from Tsunayoshi Sawada (yes, he is still alive). The latter opened the broken window and shouted at me without tears. The strange kid with horns on his head who was only dressed in a cow costume was crying. The cow kid closed his eyes and threw a grenade at me, shouting: "Master Rambo, don't be patient! Go to hell!"

I flipped the grenade into Sawada Tsunayoshi's bedroom window with ease.

"Chidori!!!" Tsunayoshi Sawada called my name in horror, but it was fake, so I didn't respond without any psychological burden.

After I finished, I closed the window and looked at Masaichi Irie with the same terrified expression on his face, while Dino licked the piece of cake on my plate indifferently, and meowed at me coquettishly when he saw me looking over A few times.

Irie was clutching his stomach and said in a low voice and painfully: "Sure enough, only the face can be seen... Ah, my stomach hurts..."

The author has something to say:

It's okay Xiaozheng, you will meet another person who can only see the face【Hey

Xiaozheng has already appeared, so will Bai Zhazha be far behind? ←← Anyway, he just appeared earlier than Hei He...

Ahhhhh I want to write Dino! !I want to write Squalo! !I want to write the upper group! ! !I want to write sweet sweet! ! !The pets from the last year group are soooooooooooooooooooow! ! !

By the way, Qinmei’s brother is not Squalo, that’s an original scumbag who has contracted 60.00% of Qinmei’s abuse points [Hey [Wait, why do illogical prostitution texts abuse [Don’t care, it’ll be sweet anyway]

Thank you little angels for your money~