Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

With a speechless sigh, the teacher's sense of Masao Yamabuki began to decline.

Let me know if something happens.

He didn't think Masao Yamabuki would encounter an accident or commit suicide.

People who are still thinking about where to go at night before getting off work can't commit suicide no matter what they think.

"Then, free time."

After counting the names on the roster, the teacher announced free activities.

He is just taking a class, there is no need to be so responsible.

"Hey hey, Xiaozhen, I'm here to find you."

As soon as the teacher announced free activities, Yui Hirasawa came over and asked:

"How did Xiao Zhen do in the previous test?"

Judging from Hirasawa Yui's shining eyes, she should have done well in the exam, and now she is very anxious to find someone to show off.

This has always been deeply understood by Kotobuki who is behind Hirasawa Yui.

"It's okay, my math is 87, and I don't care much about the rest."

Scratching his head, to be honest, Luo Zhen really didn't pay much attention to the results of this small test.

There is neither placement nor a big exam.

After the test paper was sent out, Luo Zhen glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

"Oh! It's amazing! It's about the same as me."

Yui Hirasawa nodded.

But Luo Zhen always felt that this guy was flattering himself in disguise.

"Really? How much did you take?"

Looking at Yui Hirasawa's expectant expression of "Come and ask me for my score", Luo Zhen followed Yui Hirasawa's thoughts and asked.

It feels like having a pet.

"Hmph! I got 89 points in the test this time!"

Yui Hirasawa proudly said compared to a letter V on his right hand.

She worked very hard for this little test.

I even read a book at night.

The last time she was so serious, she was notified to take the make-up exam when she was in the freshman year of high school.

"Wei is really great."

'Although I forgot all the guitar skills. '

Kotobuki smiled softly, and at the same time added something quietly in his heart.

After helping Yui Hirasawa with homework, he has to help Yui Hirasawa recall the guitar.

Kotobuki felt that he really had a lot to do.

If it weren't for the fact that she would be healed when she fed Wei Wei, she might have started fishing early in the morning.

"Speaking of which, what happened to Mr. Yamabuki?"

Inadvertently, Yui Hirasawa mentioned Masao Yamabuki.

This teacher taught her in the first year of high school, so Yui Hirasawa still has some impressions of this teacher.

"I don't know, maybe I got a girlfriend."

Luo Zhen said casually that he didn't care about the teacher's private life.

Sitting in the shade of a tree, he looked at the students on the playground and couldn't help sighing.

This is youth.

Why are the boys sweating profusely on the playground under the sun on a hot day?

Except for some students who really like sports, most of the boys are actually trying to attract girls.

At least this purpose has a certain proportion in their hearts.

"Have you got a girlfriend yet? That's great, Xiao Zuo and the teacher are single until now."

Holding her chin with both hands, Yui Hirasawa thought of her teacher.

Sawako Yamanaka, the head teacher of Class B.

There is an older single woman, and Shizuka and Hiratsuka are brothers and sisters.

Ah no, it's sisters and sisters.

The two often get together to drink, feeling why good men don't like themselves.

Of course, the distress of the two men is different.

Sawako Yamanaka is because her feelings have never been responded to.

And Shizuka Hiratsuka simply couldn't find a boyfriend.

On the other side, in front of Masao Yamabuki's house.

"Bang bang!"

"Hey! Masao Yamabuki, are you there?"

Kamikawa Ken knocked on the door of Masao Yamabuki's house and shouted a little irritably.

Masao Yamabuki has been missing since yesterday.

Because the relationship between him and Masao Yamabuki is not bad, the school leaders asked him to find Masao Yamabuki and let him go back to class as soon as possible.

During this period, Ken Uekawa tried various methods to contact Masao Yamabuki, but unfortunately all failed.

Call, don't answer.

Send a message, do not reply.

Shang Chuanjian's patience was worn away bit by bit.

"Well, hello, can you please lower your voice?"

Just as Shang Chuanjian gradually became impatient, the door next door was opened.

A woman came out from behind the door and asked with some anxiety.

"Ah, I'm very sorry to trouble you."

Enduring the irritability in his heart, Ken Shangchuan bowed and apologized.

This matter was indeed his problem.

Whether it's for his own image or the image of the school, he must apologize.

"It's okay, are you here to see Mr. Yamabuki?"

After seeing Jian Shangchuan apologize, the woman felt a little relieved.

Doesn't seem like the type to be very hard to reach.

So she turned her head and began to ask Shang Chuanjian.

"Yes, I'm his colleague. He didn't come to work yesterday. Do you know what happened?"

"I seemed to see Mr. Yamabuki bringing a girl home the night before yesterday."

"Girls?"

Kamikawa Ken had a bad premonition.

Those who can be called girls will not be too old.

Damn that idiot, Yamabuki.

How about going out to the hotel anyway? !

He won't take it home.

nausea!

"Yes, it looks like a high school student."

Taking a deep breath, Ken Kamikawa resisted the desire to beat Masao Yamabuki, and said to the woman:

"Thank you very much for the trouble."

"It's nothing."

After the woman closed the door, Ken Uekawa's expression became angry.

He thought something had happened.

The result turned out to be like this?

A high school teacher, takes a high school girl home.

Does he feel that his life is too ordinary?

If this is exposed, this guy's life will be over.

"Don't blame me."

Takeshi Umikawa vaguely remembered that Masao Yamabuki said that he had put a spare key in the bonsai at the door.

After rummaging for a while, Uekawa Ken opened the door of Masao Yamabuki's house with the mud-stained key.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing—"

As soon as he opened the door, Kamikawa Ken yelled loudly.

As a result, the scene in front of him made him swallow all the words that followed.

What kind of picture is this?

he does not know.