[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

Campus life is tough but passes quickly, and the rhythm of life disrupted by the wonderful journey before is on the right track again.

Although occasionally I would look somewhere in a daze and feel too restrained and tense, but at least I got over my nerves and stopped falling off the chain.

I have basically mastered the current study content. I was bored in class and started a new round of thinking.

I was enlightened by Odasaku before, but the fundamental problem is still not resolved.

What kind of gift are you preparing for...

It is reasonable to give according to the preference of the birthday star, but to be honest, I don't know Chunqi's preference very well.

Chunqi's birthday party is an indispensable occasion for the adults to have business contacts, and this occasion is a good time for them to get close.

I supported my head with one hand, and grabbed a pen in the other hand to write and draw on the book.

I'm so tired, I'm only three years old - I want to engrave this sentence on my face... My hand holding the pen hangs down limply, and my high-speed running head finally can't support it, and it slams on the textbook.

"Squeak—" Following my movements, the girl's chair at the front desk made a shrill sound.

I saw that she almost jumped out of the chair because of my fright, and silently said sorry in my heart.

The math teacher on the podium was holding his glasses, the lenses reflected light, and looked at me sharply.I straightened my face and sat up respectfully.

He hurriedly put on a well-behaved look on his face, looking at the teacher with a peaceful face and smiling.

Perhaps thanks to this well-behaved face, the teacher gave me a glare and didn't care about it.

"Crack." A small note landed on my desk.

I carefully pinched it in the palm of my hand, and opened the note between the teachers writing on the blackboard—it was from Yuan Gongqian.

To Ayako: Is Ayako not feeling well? She has been feeling down all morning. Do you need to go to the health room to rest for a while?

I quickly picked up the pen.

To Qian: I have something to worry about. Don't worry Qian, my body is in great shape now!

It's one thing to have annoyances, but it's not something you should worry your friends about.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, I let out a long sigh of relief. When I was about to find Akane Motomiya for the unique relationship between girls-toilet socialization, Akashi Seijuro walked up to my desk and gently knocked on my desk.

A handsome young man with rose red hair stood in front of my desk, with a troubled expression on his face: "Excuse me, is Chun Qijun's birthday gift, Yinggu, ready?"

"...Not yet." I covered my face.

What's the matter, my friend, I just wanted to put this matter behind me and wait for the weekend to go out and pick slowly.

Anyway, what does it have to do with Ayako Sakuraya, who is irritated about choosing gifts, and me, poor little Ayako Sakuraya.

"..." Maybe he was frightened by my expression, Akashi Seijuro froze for a long time before he retracted the hand that hit my table. "Shall we go pick out gifts together this Saturday, Sakuragu?"

The younger generation celebrates their birthdays, and the adults mingled with each other. As the next generation heir of the Akashi Zaibatsu, Akashi Seijuro naturally couldn't be rude.

So I nodded and agreed very quickly: "Okay."

After Akashi came to me, he was not so irritable. I was not the only one who was worried about the gift, and I found the organization in an instant.

After Akashi Seijuro nodded and left, Akane Motomiya, who was watching secretly, immediately dragged me to the toilet, with a lot of exciting expressions in my head along the way.

"Did Akashi-kun invite Ayako on a date just now?"

"It's not a date... My brother is going to celebrate his birthday, let's pick out gifts together."

"Hey, I see."

"What do you understand, really." My Doudou looked at Yuan Gongqian.

"It's nothing, nothing," Yuan Gongqian reached out and patted my head with a silly smile. "Ayako is really—so cute!"

Recently, I have been patted and patted on the head all the time, so I can't grow taller anymore.

With that in mind, I took Yuan Gongqian's hand and rubbed her pink hair with my backhand.

"Cy is cuter!"

By the way, the only two girls who have a good relationship with me have pink hair. May's hair is light candy pink, which looks very sweet.Akane Yuangong's hair is a little darker in color, and the color is orange, which looks like a lively summer.

My hair is a very ordinary light brown, so it is the setting of a passerby in an RPG game.

"Hey!" Coming out of the toilet, I flicked the drops of water from my hands, just in time to bump into the female teacher who was walking towards me quickly.

"Are you okay, classmate?" The female teacher was dressed in professional attire, and her thick makeup couldn't hide the haggard eyes.

"Teacher, I'm fine, but your complexion is not very good." I widened my eyes, and saw an unformed baby with pink flesh and black air on her shoulders, no, fetus?

The fetus is immature and cannot tell the gender.Its eyes occupy almost half of its face, its tilted head seems to be looking at me, and its grinning mouth reveals a bright red toothless mouth.

Did I see a ghost or a monster?

My hand shaking the water froze immediately, and moved aside calmly, allowing the toilet door to be opened for the female teacher to enter.

This has never been the case before...

"I'm fine, don't worry." The female teacher hurried into the toilet cubicle with a few perfunctory words.

"Ayako, it's time for class, why don't you go?"

"Well, it's coming!" I stopped paying attention to the female teacher, no matter what the situation was, I couldn't control it now.

I forced myself to perfunctory until after school, and simply packed up all the things I couldn't figure out.

Until I stood at the intersection and waited for the red and green, I saw a woman wearing a kimono and holding an umbrella walking by.

This lady's figure is elegant and charming. If it wasn't for a small cloud of dark clouds accumulating above her head, which was fluttering and pattering down with her movements, she would be covered in water mist.

This is... Rain Girl?

Not long ago, I browsed a book called "The Collection of Hundred Ghosts" in a bookstore. There are many stick figures in the book.The author's painting skills are average, but the warm strokes tell the stories of each little monster, which is the reason why I am deeply impressed.

Unexpectedly, the lady I saw was exactly the same as the rain girl described by the author.

Yu Nu didn't care about the traffic lights, she stepped on the hem of her clogs and walked away slowly.

I was fascinated by watching her back. At this moment, the traffic light turned from red to green, and the people around me walked forward without looking back. I stood there as if I was in the middle of the tide.

I took back the steps towards the station and turned to walk in the opposite direction. There was a pedestrian street on the other side.

The eager curiosity drove me to look for the "Hundred Ghosts Record" I saw before.

The school is nearby, and there are many bookstores and stationery stores on the street. The exquisite gadgets in the store attract the attention of the girls. With bright smiles on their faces, they take the trouble to choose the gadgets they like.

I walked forward without stopping, and stopped in front of an old bookstore on the corner of the street.The name of the bookstore is very straightforward, it is called the old bookstore.

The facade is very old, but the inside of the store is very clean, and there is a sense of comfort for a long time. I walked in lightly.

The owner of the store is an old gentleman who usually wears a kimono and sits in front of the counter.

There are many kinds of books in the store, most of which are not suitable for the tastes of junior high school students, so they have always been neglected, but the owner of the store doesn't care, and slowly flips through the books wearing presbyopic glasses.

Guests can buy books or read books here.

The jump-style bookstore has a compartment on the second floor, where you can read unpacked books.

So it's a bookstore, but it's more like a small library.

"Old man, is there a new book in "Hundred Ghosts Record"?"

I read "Hundred Ghosts" here some time ago, and I wanted to buy it home for collection, but the corner of the opened book was creased and damaged, so I wanted to buy it back when the new book arrived.

Wouldn't it be very leisurely to put a book that you like on the bookshelf, and sit on the balcony with a book in your hand to savor it when the sun is warm.

Even better with another cat in your arms.

"Oh...it's you, little girl." The old man seemed to be slow to respond, and it took a long time to respond to me.

I was not in a hurry, and nodded to him: "It's me, old sir."

"The author of "The Collection of Hundred Ghosts" has passed away, and the publisher won't reprint it because the book's benefits are not good. The old book in the store is out of print." apathy.

All the regrets and sorrows finally turned into a low sentence: "...that's it."

"The Kaifeng "Hundred Ghosts Collection" hasn't been bought yet, do you still want the little girl?"

"want!"

"Okay, little girl and I go up and get it. It should be in the reading room on the second floor."