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"……Come in."

"……Come in."

It seems that Biqigu's silence felt a little impatient, and he lowered his head and said that Zhenbai who came in from both sides suddenly raised his head and stared at Biqigu.

"Hachiman, come in."

"...Why?" With an awkward smile, Biqigu asked, "Look, you have already woke up by yourself."

"Wearing clothes, no." Zhenbai answered Biqigu's question seriously.

"Isn't it!" Biqigu sighed secretly, "Didn't I teach you how to put on clothes?"

Whispering in his mouth, Biqigu's hand touched the handle on the door, and when he was about to open the door, he asked as if suddenly thinking of a possible mine.

"Just ask...that, Zhenbaichan, do you have a good dress?"

"……thing?"

"Ah, it's underwear."

"Underwear? Nothing."

"So there is something to wear on the body?"

"Nothing."

"So why let me in your room in this case?"

"Help me choose clothes?"

"Why do you use interrogative sentences at this time?" Bi Qigu covered his face exhaustedly, "Forget it, but you must at least put on my underwear."

"No, Yahata help me."

"It's hard for Shuchen to obey..."

In the end, it was not easy for Zhenbai to put on underwear. By the way, underwear was a color that Biqigu said casually at the door-purple.

I really didn't expect Shiina Mashiro to have purple underwear.Thinking about this, Biqigu tried his best to ignore the real white with only two pieces of cloth on her body, and instead searched for something in the clothes she threw around.

"Ah, I finally found it."

I stretched out my hand and showed it. The little blue suit being held by Biqigu is a water-high uniform. The most suitable outfit for students is the school uniform—whatever, Biqigu can only use this to hide himself. Backward aesthetics.

"Hachiman?"

A really white voice came from behind, and Biqigu turned around.

"Ah, it's been selected, now..."

"Hachiman, H." Before Biqigu finished speaking, Zhenbai interrupted Biqigu's speech.

"No, this is."

"Hachiman, H."

Biqigu closed his mouth recognizing his fate, and followed his true white gaze to look at what he was holding in his hand. There was still this object between Shui Gao's uniform and his palm.

In layman's terms, he is a pale pink fat man.

"..."

"Ah, it's already seven forty-three! If you don't hurry up and put on your clothes and go to school, you'll be late!" Biqigu panicked and put the Shuigao uniform on Biqigu's head.

"Well," Zhen Bai said nothing, just staring silently at Biqigu's busy face.

...

"Ah, I finally caught up!" Biqigu wiped the hard sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. Biqigu urged Zhenbai to go to the art student's studio to report and watch her go in the right direction. , After seeing that Zhenbai did not make a mistake, Biqigu ran to the classroom.

Fortunately, even though I walked into the classroom on the bell, I wouldn’t be considered late because the teacher hadn’t come yet. It’s a very simple thing to be late for a class, but who made Monday morning the first The teacher of the class is this guy named Shizuka Hiratsuka.

While yelling in his heart, Biqigu found his seat and sat down.

Really, can't the first lesson of the week be a little easier?

103 Fascinating

"Ah, I'm so exhausted, listen carefully to this kind of thing."

Stretching a long waist, he rewarded his hard waist with Qigu.

Since the first class was the home of Shizuka Hiratsuka, the teacher of the violent female teacher, Biqigu, who didn't want to be beaten by the violent, had to choose to listen carefully.

"That's the duty of a student, right? Listen carefully to this kind of thing."

Huang Quan’s voice came from behind his ears, and before Bi Qigu looked back, his lush white arm rubbed his lips and stretched out.

"Ah, lend me the notebook."

"...It's really rude!" Biqigu touched his nose, reluctantly and somewhat proudly, "but if you put your hope in that notebook..."

"Ah! Why is there nothing? Hey!"

"Because of listening carefully, it's already very tiring?"

"So, why don't you even listen to the main points of the notes and excerpts? What kind of careful listening is it? And why do you use interrogative sentences in that place?"

"Because, I have worked very hard without playing mobile phones, reading extracurricular books, and sleeping!"

"If you say that, is it that you usually play with your mobile phone, read extracurricular books, or simply fall asleep in class?"

Biqigu nodded, facing Biqigu who was taken for granted, Huang Quan held his forehead with one hand and sighed with an expression of defeat by you.

"Although I saw it again, I thought it happened by accident."

So is it accidental to see someone who listens carefully sometimes?

Huang Quan sighed again and shook his head helplessly.

"Student Biqigu, do you really think this is just listening carefully?"

"Well, this is to listen carefully!"

Biqigu and Huangquan fell into a long-term confrontation.

"Puff..." After all, Bi Qigu couldn't help but laugh, and he waved his hand at Huang Quan.