I woke up to find my Servant appeared in my room

Fujimaru Tachika on the news headlines was held by the Phantom of the Opera in a very heroic posture, and the instant dynamic screenshot was very unfriendly, like an elderly patient with large trisomy 21.

In the next few days, this photo circled around in Lixiang's dreams every night like a ghost emoji package, coupled with the ringtones of the transoceanic phone calls from relatives and friends who didn't know the truth. The human being who went up the mountain of knives and went down to the sea of ​​fire did not change his face. The last master boiled out the dark circles under the eyes of the two El-Melloi II.

So much so that after another week or so, when the writers group in the closed small black room were all sent back to Chaldea, a call came in from an unknown country, and Li Xiang answered with a series of denials: "The one in the photo is not me, I can't sing opera, I don't know the actor."

"..." Atobe Keigo said, "It's me."

"Oh." Lixiang immediately felt relieved.The relationship between the two of them is not particularly close and familiar, it's just because Lixiang's mother, Daidoji Sonomi, and Atobe's father have had business cooperation, so they have known each other since they were young. "What's the matter?" A truth is that if ordinary friends who haven't contacted for a long time suddenly call, they need help with something.

"I heard that the United States is not safe recently? The art festival has just passed, are you okay?"

"Thank you, but I wasn't there at the time." Lixiang held the phone vigilantly, and decided that if he really started to ask about the photos on the news, he would use white lies to fool him.

As a result, Atobe did not ask, and he changed the subject without warning: "The United States is so dangerous, do you want to come to the UK to stay for a semester? You should be able to apply for an exchange for the next semester now."

"Huh? Atobe-san, are you still the Atobe master I know?"

Why didn't the two children who grew up playing with each other become very good friends?

Because one is very stinky fart and the other is not long since he lost his memory when he was a child, he pursues the concept of violence if he refuses to accept it, and he beats up invincible hands in kindergarten.

"... Ms. Daodaoji, please take care of me, sir. Don't be ungrateful here, hey!" Maybe people are more motivated as they grow up. Gao Gao, "She thinks that you are always surrounded by terrorists, serial killers and aliens. She is not worried about your safety, so she asks you to come to the UK to experience the life of a normal person—reasonable why New York has changed since you studied abroad. Is it so dangerous?! My classmate is saying that he has lived in the United States for more than three years and has never seen a mutant."

"It's none of my business that you have to ask S.H.I.E.L.D." Lixiang said, "I still think it's unbelievable that they let the brother of the dog family guard the brother of the cat family at ease. But thank you for your suggestion. It's time to go to the school and ask about the exchange."

"Hmph... I'm always welcome."

"Ahhh, it's midterm exams, why is it that the midterm was just a few days ago when she was paddling in amusement parks, theaters, etc., as if she didn't have much class? Even the author may have forgotten that the heroine has to go to school. Certainly, but in the blink of an eye! This law of Marysu’s inevitable skipping class has been broken again!”

Standing in front of the mirror in pain, Li Xiang combed a small braid on the left side of her head as usual.

It was another morning with the faint light of dawn.

The calendar turned over page after page, gradually entering the end of October.Their school gave students a one-week vacation before the midterm exam week to give students time to review, but it was of no use. Students who usually don’t study would only frantically try on the verge of failing after the holiday, and the top students probably Just use this time to make sure that you will definitely get an A in everything.

Lixiang's performance is very Schrödinger.

She can't be considered a scumbag, because most of the time her grades are good.But you can't pass every exam, because you usually fish too much, and you can only live like this by relying on surprise review before the exam.However, the life of studying abroad in the United States is too colorful. Even the dead house addicted to games has slowly gained a certain reputation on the university campus. Brothers and sisters often come to come here——Guan Lixiang wants the Phantom of the Opera signature.

Coupled with the fact that half of his arm was scrapped due to the important task of saving the world, Li Xiang hardly even touched a pen for about half a month.

It's cold.

She looked into the bathroom mirror and fell into deep thinking—anyway, there was no class during the holiday, and it was almost eleven o'clock when she woke up.It’s okay to talk about the morning or something, consciously waking up early is impossible in this life.

Until there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Boom, boom, are you in there, Master?"

Li Xiang wiped off the water droplets on his face in a second, pressed down the dull hair on the top of his head, and wiped off the toothpaste foam from the corner of his mouth, calmly said: "Yes. Is there something wrong?"

"Well, it doesn't matter," the man outside replied, "I want to say that my floor is still poor and the bathroom hasn't been wiped, but since you want to use it, don't worry."

"..."

Li Xiang cautiously stretched out his head, glanced at the floor that suddenly became smooth and recognizable, suddenly had an ominous premonition.Today's breakfast was placed on the dining table a little farther away. The man in the red cloak was holding a mop in one hand and a bucket in the other. The enemy is holding a sword.

"Uh, good morning, Archer?"

"Good afternoon, Master." Emiya greeted, "Long time no see, I forgot about your unhealthy way of working and resting for a while. So now there is still breakfast on the table. If you want to eat lunch directly, I'm afraid you have to Just wait a while."

"No need, thank you!" Li Xiang quickly refused, "Breakfast is enough. Da Vinci, did you let Emiya come alone this time?"

Red A shook his head: "Da Vinci said that you are about to take the mid-term exam. In fact, you can let servants such as Yuzao cat or Qing Ji come over to take care of your daily life-but consider whether their rationality exists in the mind. It's always been a mystery." He narrowed one eye slightly, shrugged his shoulders, "For the time being, I have to come here to catch ducks on the shelves."

Li Xiang imagined the scene of being surrounded by Qing Ji's raging fire during the exam, and shivered: "It's great that you can come here." She said very sincerely.

"And this one." Wei Gong put down the mop in his hand and let it stand against the wall, "Moriarty...Professor." He snorted with some disdain, "Volunteer, come here to help you .”

"Hey Master..." The 50-year-old uncle who swaggered unceremoniously and sat on the sofa smiled and picked up a bunch of his beard and twisted it, "It's too hurtful to just stare at the young and handsome guy. Father's heart? Dad has been sitting here for so long and you haven't noticed it, your heart is going to break."

"..."

"What's with that disgusting expression of 'what are you doing here'!" He tapped the floor that Emiya had just wiped with his cane, "I'm a serious professor of mathematics at a university! Put away that disrespecting elder Posture!"

Reluctantly, Li Xiang came out of the bathroom and sat down at the dining table. While picking up the eggs on the plate, he said, "I'm sorry, but I think I'm pretty good at mathematics? Compared with other subjects, I don't need to be strengthened the least. right?"

Moriarty sneered, and pulled out a piece of paper from his hand: "You're good at studying? Look at this—huh? Sorry, I took the wrong one!" He stuffed the newspaper with the photo of Lixiang and the Phantom of the Opera He got down to his buttocks, and took out the second test paper, "You can't get full marks in such a simple math in the freshman year, what future is there?!" He snorted and clicked on the wrong questions marked with a red pen, " It's a mistake I won't make again when I was 12 years old."

Lixiang silently walked to his side and held out his hand.

"Uh, Master, what do you need? Exam papers? It is commendable to reflect on your shortcomings in time..."

"Photo." Li Xiang spread out his hands, "You don't want to be treated the same as Shakespeare and Andersen, do you?"

The crime boss blinked and obediently handed over the newspaper. Red A interjected lazily: "Useless Master, I just saw him take a photo and send it back to Chaldea."

"...Master! Wait a minute! This is a misunderstanding. Listen to me—no, no, no, don't be so cruel. Be nice to the old man—my waist!" Moriarty squatted down in pain, "I twisted my waist Oh, please let me sit here for a while for the sake of our high bond!"

Li Xiang poked his whistled collar: "It's wrong to touch porcelain. For the sake of our high bond, you are not allowed to develop your own evil organization here until I finish the exam, you know?"

Moriarty swears to the sky: "—I promise I will be a good person. So," he rubbed his waist and sat next to Lixiang, "I really came to teach you mathematics with good intentions. I am right Students always do their best—if you don’t believe me, ask my old enemy. Anyway,” he pinched the test paper pickily and threw it to the corner of the sofa, “With me here, you will definitely, never fail the exam! "

Red A sighed, bent down to pick up the paper in resignation, then went to the study and stuffed it neatly into the bookcase.

"Come on, Master." He put the cleaning tools in the cabinet and stretched, "If you really fail the subject, this mathematics professor will definitely tell the sad story to the world as soon as possible. At that time, you will have another black history that you can laugh at."

"...For the sake of being Archer, why don't you expose some things?"

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