Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 48 The rest of my life, just please
Wednesday morning, the weather is still clear.

The sun climbed to a place where you could see it when you looked up, and the temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold.

Natsume Zehei, who was wearing a uniform, opened the door of the Ghost Department with a bag of breakfast in hand, poked his head inside, and saw the arrogant young lady sitting in the middle at a glance.

"Morning, Minister." He greeted and closed the door, and walked straight in.

Yu Gonghui raised his eyes to say something, but saw the breakfast bag in his hand.

"Milk, toast, and poached eggs." Natsume Zehei sat down not far from her, "Would you like some?"

"Bring it for me?" Yu Gonghui asked.

"No, I got up late this morning, and I hurried out to find that I made too much." Natsume Zeping took out the milk and put it on the table, took out the straw and plunged it in at one go, "I thought about throwing it away, but it was a waste It’s shameful, just bring one point.”

"Since you've already asked me, why don't you have a piece of toast." Yu Gonghui was not polite, and took a piece of toast from the breakfast bag and ate it.

"Have some salad dressing? This is a hot item in the nearby supermarket, and you can't get it even if it's late."

Natsume Zehei shook the plastic bottle in his hand.

Yu Gonghui hummed, put the toast in his hand on the plate and pushed it over, "More."

"Minister's taste is sweet? I thought you didn't like it." Natsume Zehei took a sip of milk and filled her toast with a layer.

"Sugar is the cheapest stimulant, better than coffee."

Yu Gonghui ate slowly, "Also, the breakfast I ate is no better than yours. Bread and milk are convenient and practical, why not eat them."

"Makes sense."

He asked again: "Speaking of which, the Minister's worries have been resolved?"

"No, didn't you check your mailbox when you came in?"

"It's full again?" Natsume Zehei glanced at it, and the mailbox was buzzing.

"Ah."

Yu Gonghui had a headache, "I still can't understand human thinking."

"Please pay attention to your tone, Minister Amamiya who has not yet become a god."

"So, I need to find that 'chicken' as soon as possible, so as to 'kill the chicken' to warn the monkeys. Do you understand, member Natsume?" Amamiya Hui said with a smile.

"Does the minister have any ideas now?" Natsume Zehei kept moving, looking at her with interest.

"Let's see which unlucky guy will knock on the door and come in." Yu Gonghui looked out of the door.

"I hope it's not Yumi Sato."

"She asked me for leave yesterday, and she won't come this morning."

"Really, what's the matter?"

"You can't hear private conversations between girls."

After eating the bread, she took out a handkerchief and wiped it, "Prying into a girl's mind is going to jail."

"The minister is very sensitive to the word girl."

Yu Gonghui smiled, "Apart from beautiful girl, what other words can describe me?"

'Unrepentant Arrogant Miss' 'Defiant Capitalist'

Two words popped up in Natsume Zeping's mind, and then disappeared quickly.

"It seems that no one wants to be this unlucky guy." He glanced at the door.

"Then I can only work hard for Natsume."

"Killing familiar is not a good thing."

"Give me the money."

"I don't even do it for money."

"What a pity." Yu Gonghui pretended to sigh.

Natsume Zehei finished his breakfast and found that Yu Gonghui was not reading a book, but staring at himself.

"what happened?"

"Hand out."

Natsume Zehei spread out his hands, palms facing the direction of the sun.

"I heard that the index finger is as long as the ring finger, that's the one." She smiled ambiguously.

".boring."

Seeing Natsume Zehei's unfriendly eyes, Amamiya Megumi looked satisfied.

In the second class in the morning, Yumiko Konda tapped on the blackboard and looked at the audience.

"The exam time is five to 10 minutes, and it will stop after class."

"teacher"

"Say."

"Too many topics."

Konda Yumiko took a look, "Let's talk after the exam."

"Eh"

"If you have any opinions, you can come to the office and talk to me."

The audience was much quieter.

Holding the paper, Natsume Zehei took a few glances and fell into a state of immersion.

In the state of immersion, everything is done very quickly, even solving problems is much faster.

Half an hour later, Natsume Zehei raised his head and glanced at Yumiko Konda.

".So fast."

Yumiko Konda muttered something in a low voice, and walked up to take a look.

The handwriting is clear and the answers are fluent. If it wasn't for the question being written by herself, Yumiko Konda must have suspected that Natsume Zehei had read the answer.

"As expected of being the second grader." She bent down and lifted the black hair by her ear with one hand, "It really is excellent."

"There is no need to say that you are second in grade." Natsume Zehei said calmly.

"Natsume."

"Ms. Kinda, please tell me."

"Is there any subject that is particularly difficult?"

"Is it a problem?"

Natsume Zehei thought for a while, then shook his head again.

Konda Yumiko was stunned for a moment, and soon realized.

The level of each student is different, and the conclusions obtained are also different.

If she wanted to assess the average level of students, she must not use Natsume Zehei as a sample.

"But there are indeed many topics."

"I understand."

Natsume Zehei looked at Yumiko Konda's natural expression, and had some guesses in his heart.

New teachers will always use some means to evaluate the level of students in the class, but Yumiko Konda's method is to take a quiz in class.

I don't know what she will do after the test results come out.

He turned his head to look at Yumi Sato, who was biting the pen holder, a student with dull eyes.

However, this is not an accident.

In the last monthly test, Natsume Zehei looked at the list carefully, and Yumi Sato's grades were behind. Compared with ordinary people, she was very serious about her partial subjects.

Turning his head again, Naoki Yoshihara focused on his face. Although it was a bit heavy, it should be acceptable.

Finally, when Takatomi Yamato Natsume Zehei looked over, he also looked over.

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'Natsume, you can't do it either? '

Takatomi Yamato winked.

Natsume Zehei thought for a while, but didn't know how to answer him for a while, so he could only nod.

"When get out of class is over, please come to my office." Konda Yumiko walked over again and said softly to him.

"it is good."

As the bell rang, the crowd's complaints also came out.

"A lot. It's impossible to finish."

"This topic is too tricky."

"Damn, what have I learned in the past two years! Why can't I know anything!"

Natsume silently mourned for the last person in his heart, raised his head and looked at Yumiko Konda, and walked out of the classroom.

In the staff room, Yumiko Konda put down the test paper and simply flipped through it.

When Natsume Zeping arrived, she knew it well.

"There are more than [-] people in the class, and only one copy is completed."

Konda Yumi rubbed her temples, feeling a bit difficult.

Perhaps Natsume Zehei had given her too high expectations, and when she looked at others, she only felt disappointed.

"If you let them study for another year, these topics will not be a problem." Natsume Zeping said.

"I know, I'm still a little greedy."

Konda Yumiko smiled and said, "Self-study in the next class, Natsume will help me correct the paper."

"Eh"

"No."

"Using child labor is against the law."

"Isn't it legal if you don't give money after you use it up?"

Natsume Zeping pursed his lips, but still gave up fighting the old woman.

When you're old, you can't do anything unreasonable.
"I always feel that you are planning me in your heart."

"Old people always have such unrealistic fantasies." Natsume Zehei said.

"Daba."

Konda Yumiko rolled her eyes, "Is this your attitude towards the teacher?
Are you starting to freak out when it comes to age?
Natsume Zeping glanced at it, his eyes were dim.

"As a compensation."

Yumiko Konda took out the cake, "You can try a piece of the new cherry cake from the Harajuku coffee shop."

"Then have a piece."

Even though I'm old, I still like little girls' things very much.

Natsume Zehei took a piece and put it on the plate, stirred the white cream on the top, and tasted the cherries again.

"delicious."

"Yes, sir, I think so too."

"However, it seems too sweet?"

"Yeah, I think it's just right."

"Please don't eat cake while correcting exam papers."

Yumiko Konda smiled, "Natsume, you are so old-fashioned when you talk, I thought you had lived for more than thirty years."

"I'm 17 today, ten years younger than Sensei Kinda." Natsume Zeping said flatly.

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The female teacher in uniform began to bark her teeth, "Don't mention your age anymore, and you are not allowed to mention numbers, really. Just as annoying as Hui."

"How did Mr. Kinda know the minister?"

Natsume Zehei took a pen from the table and looked at Yumiko Konda again.

"She was a student of mine before, but she was sick and asked for leave, so I went to her home to visit. The more times she asked for leave, the more I got to know her." Yumiko Konda recalled.

"That's right."

Natsume Zehei nodded and ate the cake quietly. After eating, he began to proofread, constantly drawing circles on the test paper. (In Japanese colleges and universities, the correct answer is circled)

"Hey, Natsume." Yumiko Konda put down her pen suddenly.

"Ok?"

"What do you think of Kei?"

"Damn capitalist, arrogant lady, stupid woman."

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Konda Yumiko was sweating on her forehead, "What a vicious evaluation."

"She treated me the same way." Natsume Zeping said.

"It is."

"Although I don't want to hear it, I'm still curious about what she calls me."

"A humble servant, a stubborn and persistent idiot, and a tsundere who refuses to admit defeat."

Natsume Ze paused, his face darkened.

"It's all a mess."

Yumiko Konda couldn't help laughing, "You two are very compatible."

"If it is true what the teacher said, I would rather find a river and jump into it. This is simply insulting."

Natsume Zehei said solemnly, "I have been humble and hardworking all my life, benevolent, and have lofty goals. How could I fit in with a stupid lady."

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Yumiko Konda shook her head and stopped talking.

About half an hour later, Natsume Zehei stretched his waist.

"Ms. Kinda has too many questions."

"The road to teaching is a long way to go"

Konda Yumiko looked at Natsume Zehei who was standing up, "Natsume-san, there is something that the teacher wants to ask you for."

"If it's a marriage proposal, please refuse."

"what the hell."

Yumiko Konda blushed, "I was so drunk that day that I couldn't speak clearly."

"So... what's the matter?"

"Can you help me teach people? The kind of after-school tutoring."

"Please allow me to refuse."

Natsume Zehei shook his head, "I don't have much spare time after school, and I can't afford to teach others, so please ask Kinda-sensei to find another high school."

"A 27-year-old woman will grow old soon after worrying too much." Yumiko Konda looked at him pitifully.

"A 27-year-old woman is threatening students with this reason."

Before he stopped talking, his cuff was grabbed by a white hand.

In front of her eyes was a charming face.

"Then, the rest of the 27-year-old woman's life will be taken care of by Natsume-san."

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Natsume Zeping broke out in a cold sweat, "Where did we talk just now?"

"When it comes to the second half of Yumiko Konda's life, the handsome Natsume Zehei will take care of her."

"No, it's Mr. Kinda who wants to ask me to help teach people." He shook his head quickly.

"Is this really good?"

Konda Yumiko looked worried, "Natsume-san's spare time will be taken up, the teacher can't bear it."

".It's ok."

"No salary."

"it's okay no problem."

Konda Yumiko showed a bright smile, "Did Teacher threaten you?"

".No."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Natsu-me-classmate!"

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Natsume Zehei walked out of the staff room with a pale face.

In the staff room, Yumiko Konda was smiling.

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(End of this chapter)