My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

After Ryunosuke thought about it for a while, he felt a little bored.

Can't move around, can't move around, can't talk, the space is narrow, breathing is dull, talking constantly...

Well, although it hasn't officially started, Ryunosuke already knows what's going to happen next.

After a moment of silence, Ryunosuke touched the phone in his trouser pocket.

Bring it with you, but you can't play here.

By the way, what did I do at the flag-raising ceremony last week?

Ryunosuke raised his eyes slightly, looked up at the blue sky that seemed to be in good weather, and recalled it carefully.

……………… It seems that there is a junior high school girl asking for directions?

What's it like?

He seemed to keep his head down, but couldn't see clearly.

He asked her to stand in his class, but then Sanchuan Jingshui came over and took her away.

Oh, by the way, I also borrowed Mikawa Kyosui's red armband that day, and made a guest appearance as a disciplinary committee member.

Um, red armbands... He touched his pockets, no, it was last week after all.

But there is the mask that Sumire Haruno gave her yesterday afternoon.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, she is really a girl with personality, but she is surprisingly not annoying.

It's just that I borrowed Sanchuan Jingshui's red armband after all, should I return it...

It must be paid back, but after such a long time, Sanchuan Jingshui already has a new armband, right?

She is the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, and it couldn't be easier to get an armband.

Only at this time will I return it to others, and they don't need it at all~

On the contrary, he seemed to be inexplicably contrived.

Forget it, just owe Sanchuan Jingshui a favor and repay it later.

After thinking for a while, Ryunosuke was suddenly brought back to his thoughts by the national anthem.

It turned out that the national flag was officially raised.

He looked serious and looked up at the flagpole.

The national anthem is played, the flag is hoisted...

Before, when he was a child, he heard a story about the red scarf, saying that the red scarf was dyed red by the blood of the martyrs, so he should cherish it very much.

Although I was young at the time, I was not stupid. I knew that it could not be stained with human blood, and it was only a fable or something.

But now that I think about it, I realize that what I said was true.

In the 3500 years of the Anti-Japanese War, 2 million casualties and [-] million people were affected. It is really an inch of blood.

If counting from the left and right of the Republic of China, it is a struggle history of national suffering, which is really not easy.

After the national flag was hoisted, Ryunosuke stared at it for a long time before lowering his eyes.

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When I returned to the classroom again, half of the first class in the morning was over.

But the teacher still started the lesson.

Lectures and lectures, the get out of class bell rang within twenty minutes.

It can be seen that the teacher is a little bit excited about it, and a little bit more.

"Hey, let me say a few more words."

"…………"

"Let's talk about another question, this **slightly**"

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During the break, Ryunosuke glanced at Yukinoshita next to Miyamoto Ran.

After a whole night, she should regain her composure now, right?

You won't be embarrassed to see yourself anymore, will you?

He poked his head and looked, but Yukinoshita didn't turn his head to look at him, so he couldn't see anything.

Instead, Miyamoto Ran's big head appeared in front of his eyes, and he said with a faint smile:

"Want to talk? Then change the class position?"

"Uh..." Ryunosuke looked at Yukinoshita and heard it, he hesitated for a while.

"Since you want to, let's do it." Miyamoto Ran got up and walked around behind Ryunosuke, pushing him slightly to get up.