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That's why he used this excuse to explain that he and Qiong suddenly had a lot of money and then a maid.

"...This, that's it." Nao finally nodded, "Then I will have the cheek to accept it."

She also came to Kasugano's house yesterday. Although she didn't go in, she also saw a maid appearing at Kasugano's house.So maybe it's true.

"Actually you can't say that."

Ito Yuu and Nao walked out together, seeing Nao's politeness and modesty, he immediately showed a smile, "Because I also want to please sister Nao, I am going to school today but I don't know anything, so I want to I hope you can help me."

"This, this kind of thing, I will help. Didn't you call me sister Nao?" Nao was stunned, and then immediately called herself sister, and then immediately talked to him about being a transfer student The process to be followed later.

If you don't know the class, then go to the principal's office first, and if you know the class, go to the staff room, and then find the corresponding teacher in charge, and then the teacher will take you to the classroom.Before that, you still need to go to the logistics to get the book.And customized school uniforms and so on.

It seems cumbersome, but Ito Yu already knows the class he is assigned to, so he can omit the process of going to the principal's office.

So I just went back to her home with Nao first, and then went to Homi High School with her after talking briefly with Nao's mother.

call.

call.

call.

Ito Yuu took a deep breath.

because.

"It won't be very far—"

Nao said so.

But he walked for half an hour.

He, now regrets not coming by bike.

It's just that Nao was very calm, which made Ito Yu couldn't help but peek at the girls who didn't ride a bike and chose to walk here. It's obvious that they have to walk such a long way, but how can their legs be so slender?

Chapter 031 Admission!

Class B of the second grade.

It may be due to insufficient students, there are only three classes in one grade.Commonly known as ABC.

Ito Yu followed the middle-aged teacher with his own textbooks and a few more textbooks.

The teacher looked more casual, wearing a very washed white T-shirt and slippers on his feet. Although he looked like an idle uncle, he was indeed the head teacher of Class B of the second grade.

The subject taught is mathematics.

9 o'clock.

Homi High School officially starts classes at 9 o'clock, and then the morning classes are all small classes, each class is only 40 minutes, while the afternoon classes are all large classes, which are 90 minutes each class.But only last time.

So give the students plenty of afternoon time.

But under such circumstances, the courses taught are also different, Japanese history, ethics, chemistry, Chinese (ancient Chinese and modern Chinese are separated and counted as two subjects), English, mathematics, physics, world history, and physical education.

The moment he saw the class schedule posted in the office, Ito Yu desperately suppressed his urge to drop out of school.

How, how can you take so many classes?

But fortunately, even if there are so many classes, there are only four classes every morning, of which there are only three classes on Friday, and it is barely acceptable for a big class in the afternoon to leave school.

It's just like Yuju Ito is a middle-aged uncle who can be seen everywhere, this middle-aged uncle looks very casual.

But the teacher is huge, and looking at him is like looking at a thick bear.

"So, this is Kasugano Yu-kun who is going to be transferred to our class today. Although he still doesn't understand a lot, this is the reason why we need everyone's help, right?"

"Say, Kasugano-kun, say hello to everyone—"

"Is there no problem with your eyesight? Then it's okay to sit in the back row... Ah... I'll answer the phone—"

Talking like this, and then going out because of something.

But he didn't even say where to allocate.

If it hadn't been for seeing that there were two or three empty tables in the classroom, if all the seats were full and there were no seats, then Ito Yu felt that he might fall into endless embarrassment.

want to go back.

Weird.

Standing on the other side of the podium, he rubbed his head. Although he did not have no guesses in this regard, he was still ignored, so Ito Yu decided to erase the words he wrote on the blackboard when he introduced himself before the next class. name.

"That--"

At this moment, there was a harsh sound of the table moving and the ground rubbing against the seat below.

It seemed that someone hurriedly got up from the chair, but because the hem of the clothes touched the table and the table made a sound, everyone else looked over, and so did Yuu Ito.

That's the girl sitting in the second row.

Leaving aside the appearance, but the slightly nervous but enthusiastic appearance makes people can't help but associate the other party with the word monitor.

Come to think of it, this girl is the one he met on the day he bought a bicycle and went to campus.

"Well, let me help."