Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

"Is Luo Zhen interested in urban legends?"

Kono Sakura looked at Luo Zhen curiously and asked.

In Kono Sakura's impression, Luo Zhen is the type who doesn't care about anything except part-time jobs.

He doesn't care about the classmates in the class or what the teacher talks about in class.

Only when I occasionally mention the 'part-time' aspect will I become more spirited.

In Kono Sakura's view, Luo Zhen should have found a job with a good salary.

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This can be seen from Luo Zhen's usual behavior.

I can't say it's a big deal, but I won't hold back either.

Although Kono Sakura would like to say that this kind of part-time job cannot be done all the time, it is better to focus on studying.

But in the end she didn't say anything.

Although the two are friends, they are not good enough to talk about it.

It's better not to meddle in other people's affairs.

Quietly pressing her inner thoughts, Kono Sakura looked at Luo Zhen curiously.

"Well, a little bit."

If you are very concerned about the containment, you are also interested in urban legends, right?

After a little thought, Luo Zhen gave a positive answer.

He also has a little mind of his own.

If a person who is 'loving urban legends' is established, it should be easier to collect such information in the future.

More often, the gossip that circulates among students is about a certain containment.

Sometimes the Institute does not understand why these students are so well-informed?

In the end, it can only be classified as a neon high school student.

"A little surprise?"

Kono Sakura looked at Luo Zhen unexpectedly and said.

It doesn't always feel like it.

"why?"

"how to say?"

Kono Sakura mulled over his words in anguish.

In her impression, people who are keen on urban legends should have a very dark and uncommunicative feeling.

Dark, aloof, said the room was filled with various posters and strange objects.

These stereotypes form Kono Sakura's impression of such people.

After all, she herself has never met anyone who is keen on urban legends.

These images are also seen on the Internet to understand that kind of people.

Although it is a bit prejudiced, many people now hear what they know about others from elsewhere.

Kono Sakura's thoughts can't be blamed.

"Maybe the temperament is not very similar?"

After hesitating for a while, Kono Sakura asked tentatively.

Except that Luo Zhen is not very gregarious, the rest are not suitable.

And Kono Sakura felt that it wasn't that Luo Zhen couldn't get along with people, but that a simple feeling was unnecessary.

I would rather lie on my stomach on the table than communicate with my classmates.

At least it's normal when he chats with Sakamoto-san and himself.

"Maybe because I'm just interested?"

Luo Zhen could roughly guess what Kono Sakura was thinking.

After all, discrimination against occupants is quite serious here in Japan.

Many people even hide in the toilet to eat bento after being discovered to be otaku.

Although the toilet is clean, it is not a place to eat after all.

Some companies even explicitly prohibit employees from eating bento in the toilet.

"That's it."

Nodding, Kono Sakura did not continue to discuss this topic, but began to chat about the supernatural research department.

She can say a little bit about this society.

"I remember that there seemed to be only five members in that club."

As a member of the student council, Kono Sakura has an impression of most of the clubs in the school.

Including a one-person ministry.

Rather, Kono Sakura was deeply impressed by the blatant cover-up of an unscrupulous teacher and someone's unique character.

And the supernatural research department, which once frantically tested on the edge of the abandoned society, was naturally impressed.

"The president is a senior in the third grade. Of the remaining four, two are first-year freshmen and two are second-year students."

"With the name of the Research Department, it's actually just a game-playing society."

"But their president really likes things related to urban legends."

"The community is basically supported by him."

After a brief recollection, Kono Sakura couldn't think of any useful information.

There are quite a few such societies in the school.

It is impossible for Kono Sakura to remember the past one by one.

Even the name of their president, Kono Sakura, is somewhat unclear.

"Thanks."

After saying thank you casually, Luo Zhen was not too disappointed.

From the current point of view, there are two possibilities.

Someone in this community accidentally came into contact with the existence of some organizations and was absorbed into it.

And then learned about the existence of SCP-3008.

Another possibility is that these people are members of an organization.

It may be small though.

What's going on, let's check it out after school in the afternoon.

Luo Zhen was not worried about whether someone would do anything during this time.

Again, you have to believe in the power of the agency.

Ordinary people want to do things under the eyes of the Human Rights Protection Agency, as difficult as getting the Weeping Angel to give up his obsession with the back of his neck.

There are many small organizations that want to challenge the authority of the agency, and there are also many people who want to make trouble.

But now, the human security agency is still the overlord in the shadow of the world.

To this day, the small organization that challenged the agency still exists, but it has changed several batches.

Someone who wants to do something?

They should be about to reincarnate by now.

Chapter 28 Soul Conjuring Game?

After the lunch break, Luo Zhen lay lazily on the table.

"I get so sleepy after eating."

After a long Hache, Luo Zhen stared blankly ahead.

Sakamoto, who was sorting his schoolbag, turned to look at Luo Zhen and said thoughtfully:

"It always feels like you've been very tired recently."

Regarding Sakamoto's question, Luo Zhen once again moved out of his own set of rhetoric.

"The part-time work place worked overtime last night."

"I could have left work earlier, but there was a rather troublesome guest."

"That's it."

Sakamoto nodded and seemed to really believe what Luo Zhen said.

In fact, Luo Zhen's perfunctory rhetoric is fine once or twice, and no matter who it is, it will be confused after a long time.

In particular, Sakamoto himself is not a neurotic person.

However, Sakamoto never questioned Luo Zhen's remarks.

As long as Luo Zhen brought out that set of rhetoric, he would believe it.

Regarding the so-called 'part-time job', Sakamoto actually had some guesses in his heart.

Although several years have passed, Sakamoto still occasionally thinks of the scarlet figure.

The memory is blurry, but the figure with his back to the classmates still has a deep memory for Sakamoto.

Although I don't know why everyone around me forgot about it.

But Sakamoto didn't care.

He didn't know what Luo Zhen's part-time job was, nor what he had been doing for the past two years.

But what does it matter?

Pushing his glasses, Sakamoto continued to look at the book in his hand.

If someone picks up the book in Sakamoto's hand, he will be surprised to find that the book Sakamoto is reading is not a high school book.

But some highly professional books.

He is also working hard in his own way.

"Good afternoon everyone."

Wearing a white coat, Shizuo Hiratsuka walked into the classroom with the lectures in between.

After glancing around the classroom, the roll call began.

"Hayama Hayato."

"arrive."

"Yumiko Miura."

"arrive."

"Hotaro Oreki."

"arrive."

A response that was obviously much smaller than before sounded.

Hiratsuka Shizuo didn't care either, and continued to call the roster.

To be honest, Luo Zhen couldn't understand this behavior at all.

If it is placed in a university, it is understandable. After all, the seats are not fixed, and people can't see it if they don't come for a while.

But this is high school.