I uninstalled Huangmao System

"Everything is fine...? Eh? Could it be that you...don't remember?" Jinguji Yue said in surprise.

"Huh? Remember what?" She showed a confused expression. In terms of acting skills, she was simply superior to Hoshino Mori Hoshino.

"You..." Jinguji Yue paused slightly, but still chose to say: "You should have worked in Tokyo."

"Eh? Me? Hahaha... Could it be that I look like an urban beauty?" She laughed cheerfully, her carefree laughter somewhat inconsistent with her gentle and thin image.

"I've never been to Tokyo."

"........."

Hey hey, are you kidding me?

Tsukiko Jinguji couldn't laugh at all.

"So? Can penguins swim above people's heads?"

"...I'm not too sure about this." The young man lied subconsciously, not because he wanted to deceive, but because his heart was shaking at the moment.

Once people are shaken, they will subconsciously give answers that are inconsistent with the facts.

"Well, that's it." She nodded, not showing too much disappointment.

Jingujizuki couldn't understand.

The woman in front of him was undoubtedly one of his ex-girlfriends, a female teacher of classical literature at Kamizura High School.

Could it be twins?

Jingujizuki immediately denied this ridiculous idea. Even twins have absolute differences in appearance. Jingujizuki, who has a photographic memory, can remember even her fingerprints clearly, so Jinguji Yue can conclude that she is the teacher Aoyama he knows.

However, a strong sense of dissonance arose in his heart. This sense of dissonance probably came from the woman's eyes, which contained simplicity and yearning.

"Um, do you have any impressions of Kamizura High School?" Jinguji Yue asked pretending to be calm.

"Kanazakura High School? Where is that high school?"

"........."

"Ah, could it be your school? Hehe~~~ It's called Shenying High School, it sounds really nice.

"The name of the high school I went to is so tacky, Sunflower! Sunflower! There is a high school named Sunflower. Do you think this would happen? Really, it's not a kindergarten."

Jingujizuki opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to do.

Although her appearance has not changed in any way, both her tone of voice and her demeanor are far different from the female teachers in Jinguji Yue's impression.

That was the person who would hit his head with chalk and secretly pull his ears during class.

Why did he suddenly become this kind of persona?

Jinguji Yue couldn't help but feel a little panic, unable to suppress the fear in his heart. He was afraid that it was his fault, that he had uninstalled the system, causing this female teacher to become a completely different person.

"What is that, Miss Qingshan?"

"Eh? How do you know my name is Qingshan? Did I tell you?"

Jinguji Yue's voice suddenly got stuck in his throat. Because of the wavering in his heart, his brain couldn't think smoothly. After calming down his breathing, the boy pointed at the name tag pinned to the chest of her clothes.

She immediately laughed sheepishly.

"Does Ms. Aoyama have sisters who look alike?" Tsuki Jinguji began to doubt for the first time that his photographic memory was fake.

"I am an only child."

"……All right."

"Also, no need to add a lady, we should be about the same age."

"what?"

She showed a simple smile: "My name is Aoi Aoi, and my mental age is 17 years old. Please give me your advice."

"Heart...mental age?"

"Hmm... It's a little troublesome to explain. It seems that because of the accident, I can't remember everything after high school. You see."

She suddenly lifted her bangs from her forehead, revealing a shocking flesh-colored scar.

The young man was in a daze, looking at her forehead, speechless for a long time.

123. Chapter 121 121 Who can’t get back the mistakes we made in the past?

That was more than a year ago now.

The 15-year-old boy officially became a high school student.

Every day, he was busy dealing with those little girls dressed in fancy clothes outside school, pretending to be frivolous and having fun with them. Days like this kept numbing his senses.

Jingujizuki is determined to be a transparent person in school.

He was a well-known scumbag in junior high school, but not many people in this high school knew him. As long as he kept a low profile, he might be able to live a relatively peaceful high school life.

In fact, during the entire first semester, Jinguji Yue did nothing worthy of attention. The evaluation of him was generally that he was a handsome guy who was good at reading, nothing more.

Although there were two boys in the next class, who were his classmates in junior high school, and would privately spread rumors about his bad deeds in junior high school, they did not have much impact on him.

Usually, she still receives many love letters from different girls, and Jinguji Tsuki has long been accustomed to this.

Jinguji Tsuki also adheres to his own style and does not participate in club activities after school to deal with his girlfriends outside school.

Entrance exam, midterm exam, final exam.

Tsuki Jinguji always occupies the position of class leader, so no one will criticize him for not participating in club activities after school.

Until one day after school in the second semester of the first grade, Tsuki Jinguji accompanied his hot girlfriend he was dating at the time to catch dolls in the game center.

"Hey~~ Yue-kun, help me catch that~"

"Okay, money."

"Hey~~~ I didn't bring it with me when I went out. Yuejun helped me take it out."

The little hot girl with her breasts exposed and even wearing bubble socks kept squeezing the boy's arms with her breasts. Jingujiji was helpless and silently fed coins to the machine, and in two or three strokes, she took the doll out of the machine. .

"It's so awesome, Yue-kun likes it the most, Mum~~"

Even if he was kissed on the cheek in public, he would not feel happy in his heart. He would smile in agreement and pretend to enjoy it. This hypocritical gesture even made him vomit.

Even so, he dated these women day after day, kissing and hugging them all the time.

[Tip: The favorability level has reached the target and the task is completed. 】

Jingujizuki suddenly broke away from his girlfriend's arm and said indifferently: "Sorry, let's break up."

"Eh?"

The little hot girl holding the baby looked at the boy with a dull expression on her face, thinking that she had heard wrongly, but she saw that the boy left without hesitation and stayed there for a long time, at a loss.

After leaving the game center, Jinguji Yue confirmed that he had avoided the failure penalty. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then checked the mission rewards listlessly.

To be honest, he doesn't care at all about mission rewards. As long as he can avoid the punishment for failure, he is already satisfied.

He is getting better and better at dealing with girls. Even when he sees their tears, Jinguji Yue can remain indifferent. It is undeniable that he is indeed going further and further down the path of a scumbag.

Walking on a path that deviates from the crowds of people, the boy likes this kind of deserted alley, in short, it is a place far away from the crowd.

Unknowingly, I walked to a park. There were many two-story low-cost apartments nearby. From time to time, I could hear the clanking sound of the iron stairs.

The surroundings were dark, and countless flying insects were hovering around the flickering street lights, like wild dogs looking for food next to the trash can.

Suddenly, violent noises rang out angrily, one after another, mixed with the roar of men, disturbing everything around them, and the few passers-by hurriedly fled.

Only the flying insects around the street lamp were still hovering and unwilling to leave.

Glancing at the simple two-story apartment, Jinguji Yue withdrew his gaze, still walking leisurely. The young man didn't like to have his pace affected by the outside world.

Just because he has the characteristic of photographic memory, the glance just now was enough for him to clearly see what happened nearby.

Someone was knocking frantically on the door of a room on the second floor of the apartment. The door did not move. The man's roar became more intense. People kept poking their heads out of the surrounding rooms until the first young man made a sound, and then came a stream of people. There were constant protests.

When the man who knocked on the door saw more and more criticism against him, he immediately showed a fierce look and kicked the rusty railing on the second floor.

Then there was no movement around.

Until a patrolman on a bicycle appeared nearby and rode towards him following the noise. The man found out and left angrily.

This was originally a farce related to Jinguji Yuemu, and similar situations were common in this city.

Compared with these, he was still wearing his school uniform at this time. If the police uncle saw him wandering outside at this point, he might be taken away for tutoring.

So, just when Jinguji Yue was about to leave, the door at the deepest part of the second floor, which had remained motionless no matter how much it was smashed, suddenly opened a crack.

Jinguji Yue, who was standing on the street, met the eyes of the person behind the door.

After a moment of silence, the young man quickened his pace and left.

……

……

The next day.

In the classical Chinese class in the afternoon, the female teacher in front of the podium showed a gentle expression as always, and from time to time she told interesting things to the students in the classroom. In all her courses, the students showed extra enthusiasm for learning.

Jingujizuki didn't care, since he had already completed all the high school courses, and even if he didn't listen, it wouldn't affect his ranking first in the grade.

Compared to these, what happened last night really concerned him more.

Jingujizuki thought that he would not care about such gossip, but he seemed to care more about the female teacher than the gossip itself.

It's not that I hate her, I can't even say I like her. I'm just surprised that there is another side hidden under her gentle and kind face.

It’s really hard for adults.

he thinks.

After school, all the classmates around him went to participate in club activities, and Tsuki Jinguji was going to go home directly.

The task was completed yesterday, and there was no need to deal with anyone today. On this rare day, Jinguji Yue wanted to calm down and study.

Walking in the first grade corridor, the boy suddenly heard someone calling his name.

It was not an occasion that could be ignored. Jinguji Yue could only turn around and stand still, watching the female teacher walk towards him step by step.