I uninstalled Huangmao System

He thought, if it were his former self, it would be Jinguji Tsuki before he got the system.

If he heard someone slandering the girl next to him, he would angrily push that person to the ground, clenched his fist and hit his nose hard, forcing him to beg for mercy and admit his mistake.

At that time, Jinguji Tsuki seemed to have a sincere heart. He could neither hide nor tell lies. He was straightforward and so stupid that it made people want to laugh.

Looking at his current appearance, there doesn't seem to be much difference from a pool of stagnant water picked up from the sea and thrown on the asphalt ground.

Just pretend you didn't hear it.

Just when the boy had this idea, there was a sudden sound from the front row of the classroom.

This sound attracted the attention of everyone in the class, including Jinguji Tsuki.

The girl with a side ponytail stood up silently, walked to the podium, and picked up the textbook she threw on the ground.

Feeling the attention of the whole class, Sakurakoji Sakura was silent for a while, scratching her head with a silly smile.

"Ahaha - I can't understand mathematics at all. I'm so angry. If I don't pay attention, I..."

After the air was quiet for a few seconds, many classmates who were familiar with her laughed out loud.

"What, I thought you were mad, Saakura."

"No way, I'll teach you after lunch break."

"Really? Thank you-"

"Ah, the teacher is here."

"Ying Xiaolu, what are you doing standing here? Go back and sit down quickly, the class meeting has started."

Sakurakoji Sakura stuck out her tongue and smiled. She glanced at the boy in the back seat by the window. She picked up the math book on the ground without saying a word and returned to her seat.

……

……

During lunch break, Tsuki Jinguji went to the old school building. There was no one in the student union room, and the boy lay down on the sofa to take a nap.

The aromatherapy sent by the principal last week was placed on the desk, which was very helpful for sleeping, so it didn't take long for Jinguji Yue to fall into a deep sleep.

The opportunity that made Jinguji Yue wake up was that he felt someone stirring the hair on his forehead. When he opened his eyes, he saw a cute, round and pink face, and his bright and beautiful big eyes were full of pure energy. It's a cunning look.

"Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffcc goodslows to sleep like a pig, senior, this lazy guy."

"What pig?"

The sudden sound startled the girl. She immediately took a few steps back, took a defensive posture, and looked warily at Jinguji Yue who slowly sat up.

He took out his phone, turned on the front camera, looked at his face carefully, then turned off the screen with an expressionless expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sheep Palace."

"……Yes."

"Are you very free?"

"It's not that we're idle, we just saw that the senior was sleeping too soundly. If we weren't paying attention, we wouldn't be able to stop him..."

Even if she blinked her pitiful big eyes and looked like a homeless little squirrel whose nest was washed away by floods in the winter, Jinguji Yue was not going to give her a good look.

"Demolished."

"Let's come over here now. Are you sure the senior won't beat us up?" Yang Gongyao cautiously asked.

"Before I change my mind."

"Okay!"

When Yang Gongyao removed all the seventeen or eight pink hairpins on the boy's head, he looked like he was begging for a reward.

Jinguji Tsukiden suddenly showed his ugly face as a Tokyoite, stretched out his big hand full of lies, took a shallow breath, squeezed the girl's Tianlingai, and his screams immediately echoed through the old school building.

"What's going on? You heard Yangmiya-san's screams all the way away? The student council room is not for you to play weird games."

The door of the student union room was pushed open, and Hoshino Mori Hoshino, the student union president, walked in and cast a strange look at Yang Gongyao and Jinguji Yu.

"Jinguji-san, I have told you many times that it is not good to use violence."

"I swear, this time it's entirely her fault." Jingujizuki pointed at the girl rolling on the sofa.

So Hoshino Mori Hoshino began to look at them carefully.

The boy looked like he had just woken up, his hair was surprisingly messy, and there were more than ten cute hairpins for women on the coffee table. Hoshino Mori Hoshino immediately guessed the situation.

"Yangmiya-san, it's very rude to disturb other people's sleep."

"...Well, we know we were wrong."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino shook his head. He seemed to be accustomed to their appearance, so he handed over the documents in his hands to them and started talking about business.

"What you have in hand is the time schedule and project list of the sports festival. At the class meeting this afternoon, the head teachers of each class should discuss the sports festival.

“Although the sports festival is not mainly planned by our student union, as the president of the student union, I naturally hope that the members can take the lead.

"We don't require you to get great rankings. I just hope you can sign up for more projects. It's also good to boost morale."

"Eh~~Sports Festival." Yang Gongyao swung his legs restlessly and turned over the documents in his hand.

"If I remember correctly, Yangmiya-san seems to be very good at sports." Hoshino Mori Hoshino said.

"Hmm... so-so. When I was in junior high school, I was in the sports club. Except for the last semester of the third year of junior high school, I trained every day. But I slacked off after entering high school."

Jingujizuki said nothing and glanced briefly, only paying attention to those single-person projects. Any projects that required the class as a group were automatically ignored by him.

According to Jinguji Yue's physical fitness, it is not difficult to win in some solo events, but he doesn't like those eye-catching things.

Based on the principle, every student, regardless of grade, must sign up for at least one event. If Hoshino Mori Hoshino had not said so, Jinguji Yue could have just messed around in the throwing competition and been a completely transparent person.

As for events such as two-person three-legged and horse-riding battles, Jinguji-san, who was excluded in the class, would not be able to compete at all.

"Has the president, senior sister, decided what events to participate in?" Yang Gongyao suddenly asked.

"That's right. Although I'm not good at sports, as the student council president, I can't embarrass myself in front of my juniors.

"And this is also the last sports festival in my high school career. I really don't want to leave any regrets for my youth, so naturally I signed up for all the events that I can sign up for."

"Ooh~~"

Yang Gongyao clapped his little hands, his face full of admiration: "As expected of the president, he easily accomplished what we couldn't do, which makes people excited and surrendered."

Jingujizuki glanced at her and ignored this school girl with a high two-dimensional concentration.

"Anyway, regarding the sports festival, you should think carefully about it first. There will still be some time anyway. If you really don't have an event you want to participate in, I won't force it. It's just that according to school regulations, you must sign up for at least one event."

This last sentence was obviously addressed to Jinguji Yue.

"Understood, Sergeant." Yang Gongyao saluted without knowing why.

"I see."

On the way back to the new school building from the student union room, Yang Gongyao kept jumping.

"Hey, Senior Jinguji."

"what happened?"

"Senior, if you can't find someone to attend the sports festival with you, you can come and ride on our horse. It hurts..."

Jingujizuki let go of her head and said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Hmm~~We are talking about horseback riding."

"As a second-year boy, it's not shameful for me to participate in the horse riding competition of the first-year girls' team."

"Whoa whoa."

After a while.

"Then let's participate in the second-year men's riding battle. We won't be embarrassed."

Jinguji Tsukiden suddenly took a breath and looked at the little animal beside him in surprise.

Is she really a genius?

In short, putting aside the horse-riding battle, there were still 10 minutes left before the end of the lunch break. Tsuki Jinguji returned to the classroom of Class 2A.

If it were in the past, Jinguji Yue would only feel that his classmates were like the tram passengers in a short movie who ignored him.

But recently, he always felt that he was being peeked at more often.

What about the person you agreed to treat as if he didn’t exist?If this continues, some classmates might be killed.

Well...of course it's impossible.

In short, Jinguji Yue maintained his previous appearance as much as possible, never taking the initiative to talk to anyone, and most likely no one would come to him.

This has become a daily routine for the boy. Ever since Teacher Aoyama left school, he has been treated as a transparent person in the class.

This probably shows that Teacher Aoyama is a good teacher in the hearts of his classmates, and Jinguji Yue can only think of such a lame reason.

The first class in the afternoon was classical literature. Tsuki Jinguji didn't listen at all seriously, but no one cared.

The teacher who teaches classical literature is a middle-aged man named Tanaka. He is similar to the traditional impression of an island man. He is serious and rigid, with a pair of small eyes that move quickly. He is especially scary when he scolds people.

All in all, many classmates don't like Tanaka.

He thought that everyone would like Teacher Aoyama more than the gentle and beautiful Teacher Aoyama, so he turned the depression caused by this contrast into a negative impression of Tanaka.

In fact, Jinguji Yue had a good impression of Tanaka, just because Tanaka would let him desert during class.

At least, Teacher Aoyama wouldn't allow it.

When Mr. Aoyama was still teaching classical literature in Class A of the second year, whenever Jinguji Tsuki was dazed in class, she would throw chalk at his head.

If Jinguji Yue dares to hide, she will angrily walk off the stage and secretly pull his ears while other students are not paying attention.

Jinguji Tsuki thought, that was more like flirting than education.

Occasionally thinking of that teacher, Jinguji Yue's mood seemed to be covered with clouds, and the rain kept falling.

There is no regret, and I don’t think this act can be called a rescue. I just complete the tasks issued by the system while imagining that I can become a kind person.

He fantasizes that he can save her without hurting her.

But he obviously overestimated himself. Kindness was obviously the word farthest from him.

After thinking about it, the young man felt that this should be called arrogance.