Comic cheating, dream-eating life

Nan Jiji's pupils tightened, and he sat firmly on the bicycle, bending his upper body backward to avoid the hurried attack. It was the smell of the carry that hurt him.

"Eh? He's very capable of what he does."

The attacker sneered. He wore a black jacket, his hair combed back with bobby pins, a mustache on his chin and sunglasses.

"Bomo! What are you doing?"

Nan Siji got out of the car, put the bicycle aside, and then asked.

The person who came was none other than his classmate, Harima Quan'er. A famous bad boy.

"Ah! What did you say you were doing!"

His expression was ferocious, his eyes blazing with anger.

Harima Kenji took off his jacket and threw it aside on his motorcycle, revealing his gray vest.

He stretched his muscles and shouted, "Watch out!"

With a quick step, he rushed in front of Nan Siji and punched Nan Siji in the face with his right hand.

"If you don't say anything," Nan Siji gritted his teeth and said, "Don't blame me!"

He opened his left hand and firmly caught Harima's blow.

"Nani?"

Bo Mo fisted hard, but his right fist couldn't break away from Nan Jiji's palm.

Instead, it was accompanied by a "creak" sound and the pain of being squeezed by his hand.

"ah--"

He groaned in pain from between his teeth, and his whole body bent over weakly.

"What now?"

"I……"

Harima Fist didn't give in. He endured the pain but gained strength from nowhere. His left leg, as thick as a log, kicked Nan Shiki!

"Succeeded!"

"Of course not!" Nan Siji blocked his attack with his right arm.

"Too weak, too weak!"

Bo Moquan'er looked in disbelief.

"Bite your teeth and endure it."

Nan Jiji continued to exert force with his right hand, and when Bomo Quan'er was distracted by pain, his right knee hit his lower abdomen.

Bomo Quan'er's whole body was pushed up. Nan Siji let go of his right fist and watched him lying on the ground, curled up into a ball.

There were strands of his saliva on the ground.

"Damn...damn..."

Nan Siji looked down at him: "It's really boring."

He turned around and was about to leave. Just as he pushed his bike away, another voice came from behind.

"Not allowed... to leave..."

Bo Mo held his lower abdomen with his fists and staggered to his feet.

His face was pale, his veins were bulging, and he could not stand firmly.

Nan Shiki was stunned. He knew that his own strength was no less than that of Yokozuna. Harima Kenji was able to stand up after receiving a solid blow from him.

but……

He walked over and approached Harima Fist with a sneer on his lips.

Bomo's fists were weak, he knelt on the ground with one knee, put one hand on the ground, and started breathing rapidly.

"Hmph, in your current state, how much strength do you still have?"

"Your attack is as easy to catch as a lofted ball thrown by a pitcher.

"You are so weak and you still want to defeat me?"

He used his fingers to massage Quan'er's forehead, like building blocks piled high, which would collapse at the slightest external force.

Massage Fist finally couldn't do anything anymore and just stared at the sky in trance.

"Hey, Nan, Tsukamoto likes you, right?"

"Maybe," Nan Siji used the motorcycle rearview mirror that was massaging Quan'er to adjust her hair: "After all, I'm very handsome, and many girls like me."

"You-ahem!"

Bo Moqian turned over and looked at Nan Siji's retreating back.

"I won't leave Tianma to a playboy like you!"

"Well, bye."

Nan Siji rode his bicycle, feeling helpless. He didn't expect that this fight was just because of jealousy.

It's all the fault of high charisma.

He pushed his eyes with one hand and drove towards the school.

During class, the head teacher, Teacher Gu, called the roll call.

"Bomo! Bomo?"

"Tsk, you're not here again," he complained, "I often miss classes. What if I repeat the next year?"

Minami Shiki looked at Tsukamoto Tenma, and Bo Moquanji thought she liked him. Minami Shiki himself did not feel this way. Tsukamoto Tenma treated himself no differently than other classmates.

Nan Siji sat in the first row from the door and the last position. This is the place where I was most worried about being observed by the head teacher when I was in school.

Minami Shiki discovered that Tsukamoto Ten didn't turn to him even once during the entire class, and it was indeed a misunderstanding.

Instead, she often looked at Karasuma Oji in the back seat.

Nan Siji gradually understood something.

After school in the afternoon, it rained heavily outside. Nan Siji was unprepared and looked at the sky worried.

At this time, he watched in surprise as Tsukamoto Tenma locked the umbrella in the shoe cabinet and then went to talk to Karasuma Ohji.

"Ah, is it a plot where a man and a woman hold an umbrella together?"

Nan Siji suddenly realized that he had understood a series of things today.

Bomo Quanji confessed to Tsukamoto Tenma, who said he already had someone he liked.

Bomo Quan'er thought that the person Tsukamoto Tenma liked was Nan Shiki, so he came to provoke him.

In fact, the person Tsukamoto Tenma likes is Karasuma Ohji.

In conclusion, Bo Moquan'er is a miserable person.

"Is Tsukamoto Tenma the one who confessed to Nijojo-sensei?"

Looking forward to the youth love story, Karasuma Ohji actually brought a raincoat.

"Hahaha, the reality is indeed different from the story."

The Southern Four Seasons gloat about misfortune.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" someone asked him.

Minami Shiki looked over and saw Airi Sawachika, who was looking down at the ground with her hands behind her back.

"Well, I didn't expect it to rain heavily."

"There's really nothing we can do," a blush stained her cheeks. Airi Sawachika took out an umbrella from behind: "Then...then come with me..."

While she was squirming, a junior school girl ran over, tied her hair in a bun, and forced the umbrella in Nan Shiji's hand.

"Senior, please use my umbrella!"

After saying that, she ran into the rain and disappeared from sight.

"this……"

Nan Siji looked at the umbrella.

"It seems that there is no need," Sawachika forced a smile and said, "Goodbye then."

She walked over to her companion.

"The school girl just now is a member of the support group of Nanshiki." Takano Akira looked at Airi Sawichika and said, "So, they think you are a sneaky cat who wants to monopolize Nanshiki."

"hateful!"

Airi Sawachika didn't know who she was talking about, so she turned to look aside: "Who wants to monopolize the Southern Four Seasons? I just see that he can't go home without an umbrella, so I pity him."

Nan Siji holds an umbrella and prepares to go home.

Let’s take the bus today.

On the road, he saw a kappa, carrying a turtle shell on his back, a disk on his head, a bird's beak, and a lotus leaf to protect him from the rain.

"Eh?" He thought he had seen it wrong. When he walked in, he saw that it was Karasuma Avenue.

"This is?"

"Tsukamoto-san didn't have an umbrella, so I gave her my raincoat. This is all I have."

he explained.

"I think you want to wear this outfit yourself!"

"I'm a kappa." Karasuma Ohji said.

Nan Shiki shook his head, wondering why Tsukamoto Tenma liked this man.

I really don’t know where I lost.

Afraid of being thought of as a weirdo, he took two quick steps and left.