Tutor: The Queen is the Queen

This afternoon is the election of class cadres for the new semester. Although the school is in the second semester, the election of class cadres will still be held again in the new semester.

Ayano sat on the seat bored, wandering away, until she said, "Squad leader——Akaran Ayano!" She didn't come back to her senses.

She glanced at the blackboard, her name was on it, and there were a lot of "positive" characters written on it, what's the matter?She didn't do anything, why did she become the monitor.

"I'm not the squad leader." Ayano frowned, why did she want to be the squad leader of a group of little kids?

Yizhi was embarrassed, her sister seemed to be a little angry, it seemed that her sister had been distracted just now, and she didn't even see the scene where she was canvassing for her votes.

Thinking of this, Yizhi shrinks her neck, sticks out her tongue quietly, feeling a little guilty.

She wants her sister to integrate into this class. With her character and aptitude, the best way is to be the class monitor. If she is not pulled in, she will definitely look like an outsider. Hey, she is also working hard, okay? good.

"Uh, Ms. Ayano, this was decided by everyone," the class teacher explained on the podium, but the explanation was not explained, of course it was selected by everyone, but the problem was that the person concerned was unwilling.

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." If it wasn't for Iori, Ayano wouldn't be here at all.

It's enough to take care of a Chiran's family, what else is there to take care of in class.

The class teacher was a little embarrassed by her being unable to get off the stage, Yizhi hurriedly persuaded, "Sister, don't be like this, I am the deputy class leader, if you don't want to do something, I will help you, hee hee, sister, okay ?”

Ayano glanced at Iori who looked at her with a flattering expression, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth, "...whatever"

"Hee hee, sister, then it's settled!" Yi Zhi typed a "V" to the class teacher, and it was done.

The homeroom teacher breathed a sigh of relief. There were only a few strangers in the class in the second semester, but he understood why everyone chose Chiran Ayano.

In such a big class, the girl just sat there with a kind of arrogance and arrogance looking down on others.

She clearly has a sense of nobleness, alienation and inexplicable danger, but she is unexpectedly attractive. It is difficult to look away at a glance. She seems to be a natural leader. For some reason, he still sees the shadow of a real superior.

"The class leader, let's give a speech..." the head teacher said awkwardly, he felt very uncomfortable with this female student, as if she shouldn't appear on this occasion, his eyes were too silent as night.

Under Yizhi's staring eyes at her, Ayano still stood up and walked to the podium. The golden sunlight fell on her body through the fading window, like a dream, but noble and compelling, pale pink Lips parted slightly, "Take care of yourselves, above"

"Boom—" Someone fell to the ground in an instant, and some people who looked at her felt a little embarrassed, thinking that at least ordinary classmates would give a speech with enthusiasm, but this girl really couldn't.

Ayano didn't step down immediately after she finished her words. After she finished her brief words, she felt a strange movement immediately. She immediately stood there and scanned the whole class. There was an unusual pressure in her deep eyes that slid over the people in the class, and she was frightened. Those who want to coax shut up in time.

"Those who are not self-disciplined, then try my iron law!" The girl stood on the podium with her arms folded, as if she was standing on the clouds, and said powerful words of warning to all living beings. The people below were stunned, and almost no one dared to ask her. What is the iron law.

"Che—" A slight voice sounded in the silent space, and it reached Ayano's ears in an instant.

Immediately, Iori braced himself to light a candle silently for the person who dared to turn his head aside and make a low-pitched disdain.

Her elder sister didn't even dare to provoke her at such a time. She didn't expect her elder sister to come to a mafia-style dismount on the first day. This is a school, hey! Is Mafia-style management really good?

Ayano squinted her eyes, looking at the silver-haired boy who turned his head away in disdain, she moved.

"bump--"

All the students and the class teacher were stunned to see Ayano kick the boy's desk with a high kick, and asked in a cold and wild voice, "What's your opinion!"

The silver-haired boy quickly jumped away the moment she kicked down the table, and the new book was scattered on the ground. Hearing Ayano's questioning, he looked very angry, and looked at her with cold eyes, "What are you doing, bastard! I just have a problem So what! If I want to fight, am I afraid of you!"

"Oh?" Ayano smiled instead of anger, her beautiful eyes were tinged with light, if she was asked to make friends, this kind of personality was within the scope.

"That, Ayano-san" the homeroom teacher stood up and frowned in disapproval. This behavior is too uncivilized for a student!

"Teacher, since you want me to be the class monitor, I am fulfilling the duty of the class monitor to discipline the disobedient students. Is it wrong?" Ayano looked at the head teacher, who didn't know what to say next.

Obviously there are still reasons, how about being civilized?

"Hmph, vexatious woman! I have done nothing wrong!" The silver-haired boy's facial features are fairly handsome, but his expression is too fierce and his tone is aggressive enough!

"Why is there nothing wrong? You are underestimating my words and my existence!" Ayano, who was already 15cm at the age of 169, stood in front of the boy with enough momentum even if she didn't raise her chin.

The silver-haired boy was about to continue to say something, but Ayano turned around in the next second and only said, "If you don't accept it, you can be the monitor of this class, provided that you have the ability to take it away from me."

"Hmph, I don't care about it!" Although the silver-haired boy didn't like her provocation very much, he didn't want to be the squad leader. He came here with a higher goal!

"If you don't care about it, then be obedient!" Ayano smashed a chalk wipe on his head, which was beyond reproach.

The young man was suffering from pain, and he was full of hostility. He did not know where he took out a few long barrel-shaped bow sheets, "You bastard, how dare you hit me!"

As soon as he said this, a strong aura hit him without allowing him to react, his wrist suddenly hurt, the zha bow slip fell to the ground, and a beautiful but cold face appeared in front of him, "Boy, you are too young and energetic. But you will suffer."

"Uh huh, bastard, it hurts! Let go!" The boy grunted in pain, his ferocious expression scared many people, his emerald green pupils flashed coldly, but he couldn't scare Ayano in front of him alone.

"So what if you don't let him go!" Ayano, who was clasping his wrist, raised her eyebrows and said, suddenly smiling, but even more dangerous.

"You..." The boy blushed with anger.

Ayano looked at his aggrieved look with satisfaction, "I tell you, kid, I don't care, but once the territory is mine, you have to abide by my rules!"

The young man who insisted on resisting wanted to take out his bow sheet, but his wrist was forced by Ayano's force and he couldn't break free. He just stood there with a burning heart, unable to resist.

Iori secretly said to Sawada Tsunayoshi, "Hehe, Sawada, I told you, my sister is amazing!"

Sawada boy was covered in cold sweat, just thinking about such a terrifying person sitting next to him already felt that his life was threatened.

The homeroom teacher was already petrified by the side, and it took a long time to come back to his senses. He wanted to warn him, but he couldn't open his mouth, and finally acquiesced.

Although it's not certain that such a showdown has never happened, it is probably the first time that such a strong impact has been made.

Until the silver-haired boy's explosive words filled the entire classroom, "Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

The old god Ayano glanced at him on the ground, "I'm one centimeter shorter than me by visual inspection, so you can challenge me when you are taller than me."

When the young man heard this, his hair exploded, "Are you sure you're not wearing high heels! Speaking of which, strength has nothing to do with height!"

"My shoes are flat, you are shorter than me with bare feet"

"You should check your eyes, your shoes obviously have higher layers!"

"My eyes are very good, 168cm short!"

"What are you talking about, bastard! You bamboo pole girl!"

"Heh - it's you who should look at the eyes, I'm like a bamboo pole, I'm a normal girl's figure and height!"

"Tell others to look at their eyes, you idiot!"

"It was you who started talking about looking at the eyes! Who is the idiot!"

"You said idiot too, idiot idiot!"

The whole class watched the two quarreling in a messy black line, saying how could this quarrel become more and more unnutritive as it got louder?

Yizhi covered her little mouth and almost burst out laughing. She had never seen her sister quarreling like this before, and somehow thought it was so cute. Sure enough, bringing her to school is where a 15-year-old girl should be.

"Peng—" Not wanting to quarrel with him anymore, Ayano couldn't bear it anymore, raised his fist and knocked him unconscious, picked up the boy's book, and saw his name, "Kujiji Hayato? Huh! I remember Stop you!"

Iori and Sawada Tsunayoshi went to bite their ears and deserted, but they didn't dare to dissuade Ayano, a classmate called Kunji Hayato, she will always light wax for you.