If there is anything worth celebrating in this dismal life, it is the letter I received in the letter box this morning.

Xiongying's acceptance letter.

Oh my god, did I recently help the old lady to cross the road? !

I actually got into Xiongying? !

In the case of the shit-like performance of the entrance exam on the day?

I have decided to go to Shijie to take the entrance exam!

Dazed by the big pie falling from the sky, I opened the letter with trembling hands, watched Xiongying's admission welcome video, and carefully read the admission notice.

That's right, this admission letter was not sent to the wrong person, the recipient was indeed me, "Sen Luomian".

It's just the selection test scores attached to the admission notice, which is a bit confusing.

Seeing me standing in front of the mailbox in a daze, Kusuo temporarily gave up the action of basking in the sun on the roof, floated down and floated behind my head, looking at the letter over my shoulder: "What's wrong with the grade? Huh? No.1? Not sent Is it wrong?"

That's right, in the report card attached to the notice, the name "Sen Luo Mian" ranked first.

It's just that the scores are divided into two columns, one column is the enemy points, and the other column is the rescue points, neither of which is considered low.

The combined scores naturally became the number one.

"...What the hell is the rescue score?" I looked at the report card and muttered to myself in a daze.

Kusuo also seemed to lose interest, he floated back to the roof, lay down and continued to bask in the sun.

I looked again at the grade descriptions and found that the rescue points refer to the points given by the teacher at the discretion of the teacher for helping others in the selection test.

...Although it is said that heroes also have the job of rescuing and helping others, this rescue point feels really illusory.

I didn't worry too much about my grades. After leaving the suspected bug of No.1 behind, I happily accepted the fact that I was admitted by Xiongying.

And a few days later, I also successfully received a package from Xiongying High School that seemed to be necessary for admission.

In addition to the admission guide, there are also school maps and class schedules in the package, which need to be entered into the mobile phone and viewed directly from the mobile phone, which is said to be for confidentiality.

In addition, there are textbooks and uniforms attached, and it is reminded in the guide that students should take advantage of this spare time to think about drawing their own combat uniforms, so as to facilitate the development of hero courses after enrollment.

All in all, amid all kinds of fragmentary school preparations, the first day of school at Xiongying High School finally arrived.

Since it's the first day to go to a new school, you can't be late.

I got up early in the morning, adjusted my uniform in front of the full-length mirror, opened the door and went down to the second floor, and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

On the sofa in the living room, Kusuo was lying on his side on the sofa, staring at the TV screen with his chin poised.

A certain popular series of suspense and crime solving was playing on the screen, the voice was turned down very low, and it was fortunate that he could watch it.

"Did you stay up late?"

While spreading strawberry jam on toast, I spoke to Kusuo on the sofa.

Kusuo didn't even bother to give me a look: "It doesn't matter if the soul stays up late."

"I still need to rest mentally." I processed the strawberry jam toast, took a casual bite, and went to the entrance to change my shoes and prepare to go out. "Are you going to school with me today?"

Kusuo's eyes moved away from the screen where the ending song had already been skipped, and drifted over: "Okay."

"Ah, wait a minute, then I'll turn off the TV."

I took off my half-worn uniform shoes, walked barefoot to the living room, and picked up the remote control.

"...Can you hear it clearly at this volume?" I complained, and my eyes fell on the screen, "So let me say, take a rest at night, and turn up the volume during the day, can't you see it...Huh?"

"?"

"Didn't you watch some cartoons about wearing armor and controlling robots last night?" I looked at the remote control in my hand suspiciously, "I don't remember it's from this channel."

"You remember wrong." Kusuo said unhurriedly, reaching out his finger to dip the strawberry jam on the toast I put on the cabinet by the door, "Hurry up and pack it up, you're going to be late."

"Hey! That's mine! Don't eat it!"

I hastily pressed the power button on the remote and hopped over to protect my strawberry jam toast, but it was still a step too late.

Kusuo put his index finger in his mouth and sucked it.

"...you are too much," I complained. "Strawberry jam without a soul is like snot."

Kusuo paused, showing an unbearable expression: "Don't use such a disgusting metaphor."

I put on my uniform shoes, frowned and scraped off the corner of the strawberry jam that Kusuo had transferred to eat my soul from the toast, then put my schoolbag on my shoulder and walked out of the gate.

The weather is good, the sun is just right.

Birds and flowers are everywhere, a thriving scene.

Hey, there are really birds!

The little yellow bean bird hovering in mid-air drew an arc across the sky, and in an extremely beautiful dive posture, it stopped safely on top of someone's head.

I paused for a while, cleared my throat, and greeted the neighbor Kyouya who was slowly closing the door after he walked out the door: "Good morning, Kyouya."

Kyouya raised his eyelids and glanced at me, and he hummed as a greeting.

I saw him walking in the direction of Bingshengzhong High School, and thought that the subway station was also in the same direction, so I walked a few steps and followed him.

"Have you had breakfast?" I greeted him.

"No."

"Skipping breakfast is bad for your health." I stuffed half of the toast into my mouth, "Take care of yourself a little bit, won't Mr. Cao Bi make you breakfast?"

"..."

Kyouya was probably bored, so he gave me a look that refused to talk.

But even if the opponent is Namorimachi Ichiba, I am not afraid at all.

I chattered and asked: "Right, are you going to Bing Gao? Are you finally willing to go to high school?"

"..."

"What's the name of this little bird? I forgot again, is it called Chickpeas?"

"..."

The little yellow bird probably has a common sense of humanity. Hearing what I said, it flapped its wings, chirped angrily, rushed towards me, and pecked hard on my forehead with its sharp beak.

...If it weren't for the fact that you are Kyouya's bird, I would let you taste the taste of an angel with broken wings!

I hissed and glared at the little yellow bird.

"It's Yundou."

Kyouya seemed to have seen something interesting, and looked at me with my forehead covered.

He held Yundou in his palm, and said with a bit of interest in his tone, "You are still so disliked by animals."

"..."

Don't think I don't know that you're holding it in your hand to keep me from plucking it out.

I rolled my eyes, too lazy to pick on him.

Just at this time, I saw the entrance of the subway station in my field of vision again, so I muttered a few perfunctory words as farewell to Kyousya, and hurried towards the entrance.

But until I got off the subway station, I still had a heart for Kyoya's sentence "I don't like animals".

That's right, since I was a child, no matter what flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or swims in the sea, as long as it is a small animal, even if it is a unicorn, it will run away from me when it sees it.

I really envy Kyoya's physique that attracts animals, just squat down and hook his hands, and there will be stray cats coming up to rub his trouser legs, I really envy others!

"Normal people don't want to be liked by unicorns, do they?" Kusuo twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he had a bad imagination, his face darkened a lot, "Of course, the farther away the disgusting insects, the better. .”

I was speechless for a while: "Of course I don't want to please the unicorn, and I don't like insects too much. But don't you think that fluffy four-horned pet is very cute?"

For example, the orange cat squatting gracefully at the entrance of the alley ahead, slowly licking its paws and washing its face.

I think life should be full of challenges.

For example, my physique that dislikes cats and dislikes dogs since I was a child may have improved somewhat now.

Thinking about it this way, I decided to launch a friendly offensive towards the orange cat in front of me.

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