I am more than Qigu Baijia

"Hachiman is clearly an adolescent boy."

"That's why I asked you to lock the room!"

"I do not mind."

"I mind!" Hachiman bowed willingly, and Mashiro won.

Chapter 7

"Ding zero zero..."

"It's already morning~" Hachiman turned off the alarm clock and stretched himself.

He yawned and walked into the bathroom.Hachiman, who was still not very sober, was busy washing his hands.

"Ah, by the way, I want to send Zhenbai to school." He suddenly remembered this incident, and then walked slowly to Zhenbai's room door.

"Hey, hello, really~ If you don't get up again, you might be late."

I don't know if I didn't hear it, but there was no response from the room.

"It's really white! Woke up! There's really no response. This doesn't seem good." He knocked on the door harder.Knock, knock, knock.Cruelly, the only response was silence.He reached out and grabbed the doorknob, suddenly regaining consciousness.

"No, no, wait, wait, wait. I remember I told her to lock the door properly yesterday." In order to confirm, he turned the handle gently, and there was no resistance to locking it.This feeling is definitely not locked.

"So what should we do now, open the door and go in, or keep calling..." Even so, calling her from outside the door didn't seem to make the situation better.

"I can't help it. This is also helpless." While making excuses for himself meaninglessly, he held the doorknob.Turning slowly, only a thin crack was opened.

"Huh?" He couldn't speak, and opened the door unconsciously.

"How is this going?"

The scene in front of my eyes was completely different from the impression I had last night.Clothes, underwear, books, and comics were scattered on the floor.There was no carpet in sight, and the room looked like it had been swept by a tornado.The alarm of "what's going on" sounded in Hachiman's mind.

Then came the word "thief".His head began to congeal and his body began to sweat.

"Hey, really white!" He rushed into the room in a panic.There was no real white figure on the bed, nor on the ground.nowhere.Every time I move my gaze, a shudder runs down my spine.The room was messy, but Zhenbai was not in the room.A desperate situation.

Hachiman's feet trembled, and he supported the table with his hands.It seems that the mouse was moved, and the dormant screen woke up.The back suddenly lit up, and Hachiman let out a slight startled sound.

He looked at the computer screen with resentment.

In the grid-cut frame on the screen, a handsome man with sweet words is drawn.He cupped the cheek of the girl who bowed her head shyly with his hands, and slowly approached.The illustrations are excellent and very cleverly drawn.The head-to-body ratio is fairly balanced, and the skeleton is appropriate without being too realistic.However, there are too many lines and overdrawn.No matter how you look at it, this is the original manuscript of a girl manga.

"Why would Mashiro..." Something moved at the feet of Hachiman, who was completely confused about the situation and stopped thinking.Startled, he peered under the table in fear.

The sheets and clothes were brought under the narrow table, and Mashiro was sleeping happily, just like a hamster's nest.Hachiman sighed in relief.fortunately.Anyway, luckily.No, it's really good.He looked around the room again.I thought to myself, could it be that...the eyes suddenly went dark.If it is not a thief, then there is only one answer.

Pause, wait a minute.Hachiman didn't declare this to anyone in particular.He closed his eyes, desperately looking for a barely acceptable reason.It must be because I'm not used to life in Japan... What the hell!How the hell did it come about like this!

"...God, did I do something wrong?" Although he began to feel desperate, Hachiman still looked for the gap between the clothes and underwear on the floor, and carefully moved to the front of the table.For able-bodied high school boys, the girls' clothes scattered all over the floor hurt the eyes, especially the brightly colored underwear, which is so eye-catching to the point of horror.

No matter how hard you try not to look, your eyes can't help but drift away.

Kneeling down in front of the table, Hachiman called out cautiously.

"That... Zhenbai? Can I trouble you to get up?" Zhenbai didn't respond, but her side face was really pretty.

"Hello, hello."

"..." There was only the sound of regular sleep breathing.

"I would be very grateful if you could get up~"

"..." Hachiman had no choice but to try to pull the edge of the sheet.But because Mashiro held on tightly, he felt resistance.He had to give up and shook her shoulders.

"Hey~~It's dawn~~It's already morning~~"

"...the morning will never come again."

"No, no, it's already morning! Don't say such horrible words!" Mashiro raised his face buried in the pile of clothes and underwear, and stared sleepily at the air for a while.After nearly a minute, he finally met Hachiman's eyes.

"Good morning."

"..." Zhenbai buried his sleepy head in the nest again.

"Now is not the time to say good morning! Get up!"

"Oh……"

Mashiro stood up from under the table with still a dull expression on his face.The sheets and clothes on his body fell slowly.The shoulders were exposed, followed by the slender arms, the opie that is not plump, the gourd-like waist, and the curve of the buttocks, all displayed in Hachiman's field of vision.In an instant, Hachiman's blood boiled.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then!"The owner of the voice is Hachiman.

"It's so noisy." Mashiro rubbed his eyes in trouble.

"Wait a minute! You, you, you! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"what?"

"Put on your clothes! Why aren't you wearing any clothes! What race are you?" Even though he was too shaken, Hachiman mobilized all his remaining rationality and turned his back on her.

"Why?"

"Think about it for me!"

"...in the bathroom..."

"and then……"

"Take out your clothes..."

"Very well, then just put it on."

"It's all taken out."

"Okay! Stop! Don't take them all out!"

"Afterwards, I thought it should be okay."

"What kind of logic is this! And don't talk like it's none of your business! Also, put on your clothes! You can wear whatever you want, but put it on first!" Just realizing that Mashiro was behind his back, Hachiman It's really hard to keep calm.

"It's about time, just wear a uniform!"

Hachiman dug out Mizutaka's uniform from the pile of scattered clothes at his feet and threw it at Mashiro.The sound of clothes rubbing against each other came from behind.The heart seemed to be about to burst.

"Are you ready?" Hachiman asked at about the same time.

"All right."

"I said, at any rate, you..." Hachiman turned his head away as he spoke, and then froze with his mouth open.Mashiro only puts his uniform jacket on his body, with the buttons fully unbuttoned, and "many things" can be seen.

"Where the hell is it?" He turned around again, and couldn't help squatting on the ground with his head in his arms.

"what happened?"

"You should know!"

"Are you all right?"

"You are the only one who has no problem!"

"Ah."

"Hmm, what do you mean! Put on your clothes quickly!" The rustle of clothes came again.Because of the lessons learned from the past, Hachiman decided to wait a little longer this time.

"Put on, are you ready?"

"Where are the underwear?"

"Put it on!"

"Which one is better?"

"Don't ask me to choose that kind of thing!"

"Then no need."

"Why don't you use it! If there is a wind, there will be a tragedy! Put it on! Put it on! Please put it on!" Hachiman said, picking up the light green underwear from the ground, screaming and throwing it to Mashiro.

"The panties are not cute."

"Who are you going to show it to today?"

"Not really."

"Then hold back and wear that one first!" With such excitement early in the morning, Hachiman felt as if his blood vessels in his brain were about to burst.I checked the time on my phone, it was already [-]:[-].

"It's terrible, hey, Zhenbai, move faster!"

"It's ready." Putting on her underwear, her face was really white, her hair was messed up in sleep, and her head seemed to be able to raise birds. There was a big gap with her straight face, which was really a horrible state.

"Your head! It should be said to be hair! Go to the toilet and tidy up! And wash your face by the way!"

"where is it?"

"Didn't I tell you yesterday! Come with me!" Hachiman hurriedly stepped on his way to the toilet, but Mashiro did not follow.She walked slowly at a distance.

"Ah, wait a minute. Take off your coat before you wash your face!" Hachiman took the white coat and pushed her towards the toilet.He used this time to go back to his room and change his clothes.The Hachiman flower was completed in less than a minute, and the empty schoolbag was carried on the shoulders.He quickly went back to the toilet, and Zhenbai just came out.

"Why don't you wear underwear!"

"Because Hachiman didn't take it out for me."

"Is it my fault? Isn't it weird?"

Zhenbai tilted her hair slightly in a daze.Hachiman's common sense doesn't apply at all.In order to maintain a calm mind, Hachiman decided to go to the toilet to get a towel.It was also horrible over there, the faucet was gushing out like a fountain, and the toilet was flooded.

"Do you have the habit of taking a shower in the morning!"

"I didn't take a shower."

"Don't answer dully and seriously!"

"Hachiman is really troublesome."

"Is it me? Is the problem on me?" Hachiman turned off the tap, took out all the rags and spread them in the toilet.

"Damn it! That teacher who finds it bothersome! He actually pushed it all to me!" Hachiman suddenly thought of Chihiro's meaningful smile before leaving.

Although it was too late to find out now, I still couldn't help but want to complain.

"You're late for school."

"Shibai, you are not qualified to say that!" Hachiman roared angrily.

……

As a result, the two were still late.

8 Rejection 404

The High School Affiliated to Suimei University of the Arts is a school with a long history, and this is the first time Yawata has entered this school.

"Look there, that girl is so beautiful!"

"Wow! It's my type!"

"What happened to the dead fish-eyed man next to him?"

"Could it be a boyfriend!"

"Good cabbage makes pigs arch!"

……

When Yawata took Mashiro into the high school attached to Suimei University of the Arts, it attracted a lot of attention.Because it was the end of get out of class time, the two of them seemed rather strange when they came from the door. Coupled with Mashiro's charm, they looked very excited to see their students.

"What's the matter with these people? Forget it, don't worry about it, grab someone and ask where the teacher's office is." Hachiman looked for the target in the crowd.

"Well, may I ask, where is the teacher's office?" Hachiman saw a boy who seemed to have a sense of justice.

"Ah, the teacher's office is at the end of the second floor of the building in front." Sorata looked at him with some doubts, because Hachiman was wearing Toyosaki's school uniform now.

"Ah, I see, thank you."

"It's nothing." In fact, Sorata's main focus was on Mashiro.

Sorata's eyes were deeply attracted by the beautiful scene, all the redundant things in his mind disappeared, and only the endless white world existed in his heart.Sorata gradually couldn't see the surrounding scenery, felt breathless, and even forgot where he was.

"Mashiro, let's go." Sorata didn't wake up until he heard Hachiman's voice.

Sorata watched the girl nod slightly to Hachiman, and then she took a step forward and grabbed Hachiman's hand.