My Entire Class Was Summoned to Another World except for Me

I gave Summer Lotus the unexpected look of having a consultation. It's unusual for Xia Lian to come to talk to you. Xia Lian is a character whose basic face is faceless and doesn't put her emotions on the table much. Therefore, there is no way to talk to anyone even if they have a problem. Not to mention the other guy came with me. This is not a problem for the most part.

"That's unusual. I can't believe you talked to me."

..........

"? What's wrong?

"Sorry, I knew you'd forget it"

Summer Lotus said so and left the room when she suddenly thought she was silent.

"Huh? Oh, hey."

All of a sudden, I tried to stop Xia Lian by surprise, but already Xia Lian left the room.

What was that? In the end.

I tilted my neck on the bed by myself without understanding why.

Uh-huh.

Xia Lian, who had left her room at night, was ashamed of her actions until earlier when she returned to her room.

(I wonder why I did that.......)

I wasn't really going to talk to you about it.

But for some reason, when I passed in front of your brother's room, my body moved on its own and said that.

(I wonder if he's cornered, me)

With that in mind, I thought back to what happened today.

Uh-huh.

I was confessed again today.

The other guy was a popular boy with the same grade split, but he said no with a set decision complaint.

The moment I complained, the boy said, "It wasn't about me!? He said," There's no way that's true, even though I've never spoken to him. I'm too self-conscious.

The confession was also exactly turned down and when I tried to go back to class, those threesomes were waiting for me again by way of example.

Are you free to wait every time? I wanted to say, but I didn't like to have a conversation with him, so I flushed him properly and left the scene.

Until now, it was everyday as usual.

No, it's like this all the time. When I went back to the classroom and tried to support my next class, my notebook was gone.

I was suspicious, but I wondered if I had forgotten it at home. I used another notebook without any particular concern. I had homework today, but I can even do it during class to that extent. So I didn't particularly care.

But notebooks aren't the only ones that are gone. When I opened the inside of the brush box to retrieve the sharpen, the eraser was gone. I thought I dropped it somewhere, but I don't remember it anywhere.

Here I finally realized. This was stolen.

Needless to say, the killers would be those guys.

I looked at the three of them chilling and the three of them were looking at this one laughing at the couscous.

I knew it. Really troublesome people.

I sighed at the way the kid-stained people did.

The time off after class, I spoke to the threesome to say a word.

"Hey, give me back the notes and erasers you stole from me"

"Huh? About what?"

"I don't know that ~?"

"Stop talking weird ~?"

The three of them stumbled upon my words with an obvious attitude.

Well, I thought these three would say that.

I got my hands inside the brush box of one of the threesomes as I calmed down to react as I expected.

"Hey! Hey, what the hell!

"What is this?

I ignored the words I tried to stop and grabbed one eraser and poked at the threesome. The eraser is used up and feels familiar to my hands. Yes, it's my eraser.

"What's that? That's my eraser."

"No, this is mine"

That said I removed the eraser cover.

When the cover is removed, the letter 'Xia Lian' is written there.

Theft was common because I had been hot for a long time. So I always try to write my name on things.

One of the threesomes who saw it behaved like it was going to be bad or reopened.

"That's right. It's yours. So what was it?

"Nothing. I don't care there. Because I'm used to it. But it's troublesome to be treated like that anyway. So stop dyeing such a child. Look, pity."

That's all I said, I went back to my seat.

I took the eraser back, but they probably dumped it somewhere about the notebook. I have to buy a new one again.

The threesome didn't make any particular noise because it was in the classroom, but it's clearly sending a hate eye. I said what I wanted to say. I guess this just gets worse then.

The next time I went back out of the bathroom, my reckoning was confirmed.

When I got to my seat and opened the brush box, there was graffiti on the back of the brush box.

"Cancer!!" "Don't get on well because you're hot!!" "It's a good annoyance!! ♪ And there's all sorts of things, but on the boulder this is something that even I come to heart.

And I've remembered a few things about this word. I was in elementary school when a girl in my class abused me.

Back then, I still lived an unpleasant life every day without knowing how to deal with abuse. Bad memories.

It was after school and I tried to go home, but the moment I tried to leave the classroom, the threesome came over again.

"I knew he'd be annoyed ~"

"Yes, because I'm hot, I'm in too much shape."

"You think you're special or something. Never."

You didn't say your name, but you're obviously letting it go at me. I left the classroom trying to get away with the words.

Uh-huh.

Looking back so far, I think I know why I tried to talk to your brother.

When I was in elementary school, it was my brother like no other who helped me to be abused.

Your brother saw me being abused and saved me with or without a say.

Your brother at that time said it was something you did on your own, but to me your brother at that time looked like a white horse prince.

So I'm sure you wanted me to help you this time.

But don't do that. Now I'll do something on my own. That's what I decided to do back in the day.

I was about to shake. I cemented one strong determination when I let him regain his mind.