I saw the countdown to their death

"Fried udon."

"That's right, fried udon is still fried in Chinese style. I don't know if my sister is used to eating it."

Miyajima Qingluan sat down across from him, Hojo Satoru directly picked up the chopsticks, picked a handful of fried udon with meat and eggs and stuffed it into his mouth, it was cool.

"No matter what the boy cooks, it's delicious."

Miyajima Qingluan picked up the chopsticks and muttered "I'm starting" silently, then picked up a few and sucked them into her mouth, her eyes lit up a little more immediately.

Tender and refreshing, moderately salty, with a touch of spiciness spreading in the mouth, delicious.

"Don't you have class today?"

"Because the injured teacher suggested three days of rest." Hojo Satoru said vaguely with his face in his mouth, "But I don't accept her suggestion, so I still go to school in the afternoon after dinner."

Miyajima Qingluan looked up at Hojo Satoru, and then he explained: "Yue Jianli has helped a lot, at least go to thank me in the afternoon, and my injury is actually not serious, and I will recover soon Get up, by the way, senior sister, how about you?"

"I'll go home after you go to school. I'll be busy with some things these days."

"Can't you tell me?"

"It can be said." Miyajima Qingluan swallowed the udon well before continuing, "I don't want to tell you now."

"surprise?"

"Ah."

"Then I won't ask... that's right." Hojo Satoru suddenly seemed to remember something, got up and went to the closet to search inside, and took out a key and put it on the table.

And this sudden scene made Miyajima Qingluan stunned, and the chopsticks holding the udon were also hanging in mid-air.

"Senior sister, you are welcome to come to my place anytime in the future. I have bought all your toiletries, but you still have to pay attention."

Hojo Satoru might have been taken aback, and Sihashi drooled before continuing: "You're a girl, so it's best not to do that kind of thing last night, you're so charming, I can't help it... Ah, of course, don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't like it, it's just that... you know."

Hojo Satoru faltered and said a lot, Miyajima Qingluan didn't know whether he listened or not, but just stared blankly at the spare key in front of him.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand to hold it tightly in the palm of his hand, then lowered his head and carefully stuffed it into the hidden pocket of the pleated skirt.

"okay, I get it."

"By the way, sister, besides doing that thing this month, do you have anything else to do?"

"I don't know... It should be very free... Maybe I will try to work part-time. My family is not very rich. Chizuru and Iori don't have jobs, and my mother's legacy is not much."

"Is this why senior sister resigned as the general of the archery department?"

"Well... a part of... teenagers."

"what?"

"Did you dream anything last night? Why did you cry?"

"Ah, no, that's saliva."

"Not saliva."

"It's just saliva, you despise me, senior sister."

"I don't despise you."

"..."

The two of them faced each other and started to eat lunch. You and I occasionally chatted a few words, and occasionally kept silent.

The beginning of June is already summer, the sun is warming up near noon, and the atmosphere is flat and peaceful.

Hojo Satoru considered whether to buy a fan, and Miyajima Qingluan would glance at Hojo Satoru from time to time.

She likes this atmosphere very much. Although it has only been a few days, it feels like her own home here. It is natural to clean up the house, sleep, wake up, wash naturally, and have lunch together naturally.

If only this was the case in the future.

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(PS: Go out to have breakfast, come back to check the status, do you want to code another chapter)

No.16 Sunflower, Wild Samurai, Daughter of Merchants

After lunch, the senior sister said that she wanted to clean up the house and remove mold from the ceiling. Now that she had the key, Hojo Satoru went out first.

The time to go out is around 45:[-], the lunch break in Qingshan High School is only one hour, [-] minutes is enough to go to school, and just in time for the first class.

Boys in the first class in the afternoon go to art, girls in AB class go to physical education together, and vice versa in the second class.It is very common for Japanese colleges and universities to teach two classes together. After all, there are only [-] students in a class, and it is too wasteful to only use the venue for one class at a time.

Japanese high schools must have swimming lessons, which is mandated by the Ministry of Education and Culture. It is required that at least 95% of the people can swim, not to mention that they can swim.

However, except for swimming, men and women are separated in physical education classes, and the rest are mixed. Japanese society is very repressed, so there are a lot of perverts, and the school also strictly controls this aspect.

So it’s overthinking to see girls dying in anime, but what if you see a swimsuit? The school swimsuit has a small skirt on the outside and boxer safety pants on the inside. It’s definitely not the one-piece in the anime. three pointed.

The closed swimming pool, if you want to sneak a peek, you have to build a ladder, and the locker room is also closed. The boys' swimming class is a male physical education teacher, and the girls are Akasaki Erika's best friend Kumi Kamigami.Maybe other schools are not so strict, but Qingshan is like this, eliminating all possibility of danger.

At 12:45 noon, Hojo Satoru came to the school.

There are still 15 minutes before class starts, and there are not many people in the school's vestibule playground, but the atrium is quite lively.Under the cherry blossom trees and on the stone benches, there are all students talking in low voices or lazily basking in the sun.

When Hojo Satoru appeared, most people glanced over intentionally or unintentionally.This is a matter of course. Yesterday, the school sister swept the kendo club one by one with one sword, and the campus forum has gone crazy. Even those who do not participate in the forum will be bombarded by the class group.

Moreover, the punishment notice has come down. Masugi Kazuki and Yamamoto Hideto from Class E of the second grade have been expelled from school. This is the first time someone has been expelled from Aoyama High School since the establishment of the school, and it is also the first time such serious "bullying" has occurred. event.

Hojo Satoru stopped and looked around at his students. Wherever they looked, everyone looked away in a panic, or turned their heads to continue talking as if nothing had happened.

Now it is in focus, maybe it will be isolated in a few days?

Tsk, this feeling is quite novel.

Hojo Satoru smacked his lips and smiled indifferently, but just as he took a step, a girl who passed by suddenly smiled and said hello.

"Hojo-san, good afternoon."

"Hey? Well, you are too."

Hojo Satoru turned his head and looked at the girl suspiciously, she didn't seem to be from Class B, right?Do you know her yourself?

"Hey, classmate Hojo, it's time for class." Another boy came to meet him, and even asked familiarly, "Is the injury on your back okay? Why don't you take a few days off?"

"Ah? It's okay, the trauma doesn't hurt anymore."

Hojo Satoru is fascinated, who is this?

"Hojo-san, didn't Miyajima-senpai come to see you off?"

"Ah, my leg is not broken..." (She was doing hygiene at home.)

"Hojo-san..."

"Hello, you are also good, students are good, students are lucky..."

I walked through the atrium, changed my shoes, walked into the teaching building, and people came to say hello from time to time along the way. Class D has the most people, and there are quite a few people I don’t know... So, what about isolation?What about bullying?

why?

Hojo Satoru walked up to the second floor with a face full of black lines, and walked into the office... A few minutes later, with a face full of black lines, he ended the conversation with Akasaki Erika.

By the way, Teacher Chiqi, next time you ask yourself to talk, can you let your best friend avoid it a little bit? What do you mean when you waited for Hojo-kun to graduate and wanted to pursue him, but you were afraid of wild warriors wielding knives at you? '

Teacher God, if you're too lonely, hurry up and find a boyfriend. What's the point of flirting with students all day long?

So what happened to the article on the forum with 530 likes and over a thousand comments, "A tiger in my heart, sniffing a rose: Sunflowers under the blade of a wild warrior"?

Hojo Satoru, who walked out of the office, looked at his phone with a dark face. This post is more than 5000 words long.

The author uses a simple style of writing to describe a very contagious love story. Every sentence and every paragraph is intoxicating.

This article is presented in a narrative way, but the artistic appeal is extremely strong, especially the finishing touch at the end, "Even if the armor is broken, even if the body is bloody, we must guard the most beautiful sunflower" is sublimated to an evocative level of thought.

The article received a total of 530 likes, and now it is 531. There are only 530 students in the school, which means that some teachers also liked it. Not only that, this article was also refined by the Department of Literature, and included in the permanent archive of high-quality campus literature.

Hojo Satoru glanced at the author's information. There was no text in the nickname of the person who posted it. It was an emoji of a small bell. The upload time of the post was [-]:[-] last night.

Then I opened the chat bar and took a look. The time to report the academic paper to Agent A was 09:30, and it took her no more than five seconds to reply with the smiley face of Soybean.

So, the meaning of that smiley face is not 'satisfied', but 'you wait'?

As for it?

Doesn't it mean that D and E are existences that A will never be able to reach?How can the Uesaki Consortium be controlled in an unsatisfactory future?

[-] words per hour, what kind of books do you read at this kind of hand speed, go write novels!

Hojo Satoru put away his phone with a sullen face, and took a deep breath to adjust his emotions.It turned out that I made a mistake. The pursuit of the supremacy of strength is the underlying environment in Japan. In other words, no matter which country you are in, no one will "bully" to learn to be a bully.

So under the blessing of this condition, coupled with the exaggeration of this article, it directly changed everyone's opinion.

Well, as expected of a fun person, if you don’t have fun, make fun yourself, and sooner or later you will turn over the car!

Hojo Satoru severely reprimanded his 'boss' in his heart, then came to the activity room of the art club, knocked lightly on the door, got a response, opened the door and walked in.

There are no desks in the art club classrooms, but easels and drawing boards are all over the place. There are various paint buckets, brush buckets and other painting tools at the back of the classroom.The long table in front of the podium is full of plaster sculptures made by students, including male heads, female heads, and a full-body male sculpture in the corner. I don’t know if it’s stunted, but the head is very small.

It's not working time yet, so only three girls are sorting things out.

Seeing Hojo Satoru coming in, the three of them showed strange smiles at the same time. One of the third-year seniors pushed her frameless eyes and said with a smile, "Student Xiangyanghua, are you here to borrow tools?"

"That's right, the painting tool for the bulletin board in the vestibule."

Hojo Satoru nodded, and said solemnly: "Also, please don't call me Sunflower, please call me Kaolin Flower."

"Huh?" The senior was stunned, and her joking smile froze on her face, "Gao, the flower of Gaoling?"

Hearing the words Gaoling Zhihua, not only the senior, but even the other two girls were stunned.

"Is this used to describe boys?" Another girl with long hair wondered, "You..."

"The title is just a description that has nothing to do with gender." Hojo Satoru glanced at the girl, "'Flower of Gaoling' describes a certain kind of existence that is difficult for many people to reach, and can only be daunting but unattainable."

"Name: Ritsuko Asada."

"Charm: 5"

"Number of Contacts: 3"

I've dated three times since I was only in the first grade. Is it true that everyone who engages in art has a heart of turmoil?

"Is this the reason why Hojo-san refused to confess?" Asada Ritsuko wondered: "So, only Nobushi-senpai climbed that high mountain? Or are you two flowers?"

"It can't be compared like that."

The third-year senior pushed her glasses, "It should be the two as one, the difference lies in the pistil and the stamen."

wipe!

Hojo Satoru was startled, and looked at the glasses senior in disbelief.

But you're right, flowers are actually the reproduction, reproduction, and Q organs of plants. Isn't the Bingdi flower a second B... well, the art club can't stay any longer, and the pure soul will be easily polluted if it continues.

"Senior sister, please lend me the tools, the students in Yuejianli can't wait any longer."

"Oh, over there."

The senior sister pointed to some brand-new paints and painting tools in the corner, and suddenly seemed to have grasped something, and said suspiciously: "Student Yuejianli..."

Hojo Satoru walked towards the door with a bunch of tools in his arms, with a painful expression and a bitter tone, "Actually, Tsukimi has been pursuing me since the beginning of school, and she refused many times but couldn't get rid of it. So she took the initiative to undertake the painting work for the bulletin board, and Forcing me to join in, trying to make more memories in my day-to-day to win my heart."

He paused, and under the bewildered eyes of the three of them, he said earnestly and calmly: "Hand down, the merchant's daughter was defeated by the sharp blade of the wild warrior, but she still persisted in her heart and tried to fight to the death."

After finishing speaking, the guy slipped out of the art club without looking back, and the three girls looked at each other with strange expressions, and then started laughing.

Hojo-san is quite interesting.

……

Here, Hojo Satoru is holding the painting tools and walking towards the bulletin board in the vestibule. Classes will be held normally in the afternoon, but Akasaki Erika learned from Tsukimi in advance that Hojo Satoru will come to the school, and directly sent him to the school in the office. sold.

The first art class was not needed, and the second swimming class was unable to get into the water due to a back injury, so he and Yue Jianli were asked to go to the bulletin board together.

Chinese schools generally have a cultural wall, and the school will publicize campus culture and highlight humanistic themes through the cultural wall.

But there is no such habit in Japan. The school only has bulletin boards. When the school starts, the recruitment information of clubs will be posted, and it will also be used for cultural promotion to highlight educational concepts and campus personality.

For example, some school classrooms have two blackboards, and the latter one is often graffitied into gorgeous animation by students.

However, this kind of work is usually done jointly by art clubs and literary clubs, but Yue Jianli didn’t know which muscle was wrong to write that article. After seeing it, the teacher was amazed by her writing style and asked her directly if she could help the school write an article. Illustrated periodicals, and promised that students who study fine arts can do whatever they want.