The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Chapter [-] Won't be a pseudonym, right?

Judging from her reaction, she should have guessed correctly.

Chiryu was a little surprised, and did not expect to meet Hiratsuka Shizuo, Yukinoshita Yukino, and Hikiya Hachiman's Chinese teacher here.

"Don't call me that!"

Hiratsuka Shizuo glared at him, frowned in annoyance and asked, "You are a student of Sobu High School and have seen me."

"no."

"Then how do you know my name"

"Um..., guess"

After being surprised at first, Qianliu gave birth to the idea of ​​teasing her.

"Don't use interrogative sentences! You little brat, and don't play tricks!"

"Judging from the age difference between us, the kid may be right."

At this time, a gust of wind blew.

is a fist.

A straight punch came over without warning, passing Qianliu's cheek beautifully.

"The next punch won't be empty."

Hiratsuka Shizuo's eyes were very serious: "You don't want to leave blue marks on your handsome face."

Although it is not clear why this person seems to be familiar with him, he even knows his restricted area, but anyone who mentions the issue of unmarried and age cannot be forgiven.

Seeing this, Qianliu didn't even blink his eyes for 18 times, and still kept smiling: "I think the result will be different."

"Huh, it's quite provocative."

Shizuo Hiratsuka was looking for a loophole as if he really wanted to try it.

Even if he wasn't worried about getting hurt, Qianliu still didn't want to fight her, so he changed the subject euphemistically and stared at the book in front of her and said, "Jing Kawai should be unmarried, so she's previewing the precautions in marriage so early."

"Don't call me that!"

"Simply Calling Quiet"

"Call Hiratsuka-sensei!"

"I don't remember you being my teacher."

Hiratsuka Shizuo looked at Chiryu, who was light and cloudless, and it was not pleasing to the eye.

She wondered, where did the unfamiliar guy come from.

Angry is not angry, just... a little depressed and unhappy.

Seeing her displeased face, Qianliu seemed unaware: "Don't you like to read hot-blooded comics, why do you come to the library?"

"How do you know so much"

Shizuo Hiratsuka became even more suspicious that this guy was a student of Sobu High School, but such a handsome boy would never go unnoticed, and was sought after as a male god by the high school girls whose adolescent hormones were sprouting.

It's not right to be a transfer student, I haven't heard of a transfer student recently, and how can a transfer student know himself so well.

"I know more."

"You bastard!"

Hiratsuka Shizuo hated it and wanted to punch him.

"Is there anything you want to ask?"

Chiryu asked, crossing her hands on her chin.

Shizuo Hiratsuka suddenly calmed down: What name, I can't always use you, you, and you to call me."

"Hasegawa."

"It won't be a fake name"

Qianliu took out his phone, shook it, and wrote lightly: "If you don't believe me, give me a call. Because of work, my call will be answered by a recorded voice."

Hiratsuka Shizuo called the phone number according to the phone number he gave, and soon Qianliu's cell phone rang. After about ten seconds of no connection, a voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, this is Hanase River..."

So Shizuo Hiratsuka believed it for the time being, and decided to go back and check if there were any students surnamed Hanasegawa at Sobu High School.

"Tsk, I didn't expect to get Jing's lovely phone number so easily."

Qian Liu had a surprised expression.

Only then did Hiratsuka Jing realize that he had been fooled, showing a gloomy look, and the atmosphere seemed to become: swords drawn, get up.

"Quiet is really interesting, and now the atmosphere seems to have the taste of "Youth"."

Slightly stunned, Hiratsuka said suspiciously, "You look too."

For some reason, she was vaguely excited, she was obviously a woman, but she had the look of a teenager.