Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

Chapter 119 The Girl Who Protects Food

Kotobuki Hikaru is actually similar to Goto Kazuri in the class, the type who lacks a sense of presence.

Well, after all, there are only a few months in a semester, and he was absent for a month and a half, and he didn't even take the final exam of last semester.

So during his absence at the end of the semester, some students even speculated that he might have been dismissed by the school or something.

But maybe it's because they've been together for a long time, and now at least in the class, Kotobuki Hikaru is no longer treated as a delinquent.

Although no one would take the initiative to talk to me.

Students are always divided into small groups. After the small groups have been formed, it is very difficult to get involved again.

What's more, Kotobuki Hikaru always stayed with the equally lonely and gloomy Goto Kazuri in school. There was a chemical reaction between the two guys who exuded an aura of inaccessibility, making people even less likely to take the initiative to talk to them.

If a girl even comes close to him, she will feel the sharp gaze coming from nowhere.

After the make-up exam results came out, most teachers had some changes in their views on Kotobukimitsu, who they originally thought was a problem student.

But because of the encounter between the young head teacher and a certain stereotyped math teacher, they were still reluctant to provoke him.

Except for a certain bald ass.

"Qinchui, please solve this question."

A math class that makes you yawn.

Mathematics is inherently boring for most students, and the teacher's teaching style is too routine, rigid, and heavy, so many students lose their energy.

The math teacher, who had a little less hair than before, called Kotobuki Mitsuru, who was in the corner of the class, to come on stage.

The boy, who was leaning on the table with his elbows and not even bothering to open the textbook, sighed, stood up from his seat for the third time in this class, and walked towards the podium.

"Teacher, this question is a little out of line."

"It is the student's responsibility to prepare homework in advance. If you can't even do this, your own personal ability is still insufficient."

"..."

There is a thorn in the words, no matter who you are, you can hear it.

This old antique's reputation among students was not good. His teaching was boring and he had an arrogant personality. That is to say, he had been teaching in the school for a long time and barely gained some respect based on the qualifications he had built up over time.

So everyone could see that Kotobuki was being made difficult.

Who knows why Kotobuki Hikaru would mess with him...

Being targeted by this guy is extremely troublesome.

The students all expressed some sympathy for Kotobuki Hikari.

If you can't figure it out, there will definitely be a lecture, and even half of the class may be wasted by the nagging PUA.

However, Qinbuki, who everyone thought would definitely fail, let nature take its course and started solving problems without hesitation.

The previous ones were just topics in textbooks, but now this is absolutely beyond the scope at the current pace.

The beautiful words are neatly intertwined on the blackboard, and finally end on a final answer.

pat...

After solving the problem, the young man accurately threw most of the chalk on the desk.

"Teachers who don't know anything can continue to ask me next time."

Kotobuki Mitsuru said confidently, and after glancing at the math teacher who looked like he had eaten shit, he got off the stage before he could say he could go back.

"...you...you dare..."

A common man playing the harp, how dare you...

He wanted to get angry, but as a teacher, if he loses his temper with a student for no reason, he would definitely be the only one who bears the consequences in the end.

The man who had been struggling in the workplace for decades finally suppressed his anger.

"Even if you know how to...open the textbook during class..."

"Ok."

The boy turned the textbook to the title page he saw after opening the cover.

Then he knocked on the table next to Gotou Ichiri on his left.

"Well--!"

After noticing the movement, Goto Kazuri raised his head from lying on the table.

What happened...the math class was so hypnotic that I accidentally fell asleep.

Gotou wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, noticed the traces left on the table, and wiped the table with his sleeve.

"Although I have been working hard at night recently, I still have to endure it during class." Kotobuki Mitsuru whispered to Goto Kazuri.

Feeling that what Kotobuki said was a bit strange, the female classmate in the front row couldn't help but turn her head slightly.

Kazuri Goto has been working really hard recently.

The dark circles around her eyes have increased significantly, and she seems to be a little less energetic. Recently, she has put in a lot of effort to cope with make-up classes and exams.

However, due to her hard work and hard work, coupled with Kotobuki Mitsuru giving her a little extra attention during the break, Goto Kazuri finally managed to achieve a passing grade in the second make-up exam.

Perhaps it was because she was too tired that she couldn't help but fall asleep in class just after finishing the make-up exam.

"Well..." Goto Ichiri yawned, forced himself to wake up, nodded, and forced himself to look at the blackboard.

Ah... Arabic numerals and English symbols dance in the eyes.

After all, Goto Ichiri didn't hold on for long. Before the teacher could finish explaining the topic, he unconsciously climbed onto the table and fell asleep.

He didn't know what he was mumbling in his sleep.

The frustrated teacher never asked Kotobuki to come on stage again, and fled the classroom after the bell rang.

Kotobuki Mitsuru, who had a tit-for-tat confrontation with the teacher in class, was slightly discussed by her classmates.

"Kotobuki-san, I didn't expect you to be very good at studying. Occasionally, the teacher said in the office that your score was very good when you took the make-up exam. Is it possible that Kotobuki-san is some kind of genius? Or do you usually go to tutoring?"

After class, the female student in the front row turned around and took the initiative to chat.

You can hear what the boys are talking about not far away, and it's so satisfying to see this old-fashioned man deflated.

"Well...it's okay, I just learned some lessons in advance."

"Amazing!"

When the girl was surprised, she felt as if she was being locked by a line of sight.

To the left of Kotobuki Hikari, Goto Ichiri had woken up from some unknown time, exuding an aura of resentment, like a protective cat that was driving away its kind and protecting its prey.

"Next... let's talk next time, Kotobuki-san..."

The female student turned around timidly and left as if running away.

The other party's sudden change of attitude left Kotobuki Mitsuru a little confused.

Did...did I just say the wrong thing?

While he was puzzled, Kotobuki Hikaru also noticed the familiar gaze, looking at him.

Turning his head, Goto Ichiri was lying on the table, his head resting on his arms, looking at himself with his cheek turned sideways.

There is some moisture left at the corner of the mouth.

"What's wrong, Yili."

"No...it's nothing..."

Goto turned his head away.

I can't express what I'm thinking, it's like it's stuck in my throat, but I feel a little uncomfortable...

I've become so...so petty.

Chapter 1 touches on dark history

In the eyes of Kotobuki Hikaru, the memories of junior high school are absolutely a dark history that is impossible to turn over and is absolutely unwilling to be mentioned in front of anyone.

Just like the kind of person who graduated from secondary school disease, every time he recalls those memories that he regrets so much and wants to forget, he feels like he wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But at this moment, during the weekly class meeting, the boy who was still in a normal state was scratching his head and lying on the table with a look of horror on his face.

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"Everyone, the school's cultural festival is coming soon. Let's discuss what store to open during the cultural festival."

Cultural Festival.

For most students, the Cultural Festival is definitely the most anticipated festival in school.

You can not go to school for a few days, and everyone can work together to run the store. You can also take time to go shopping and date with the people you like. Of course, there will definitely be some blushing and heart-pounding memories in between.

"Well--!"

Goto Ichiri, who was suddenly awakened by the keyword, suddenly woke up and sat up in a dying illness.

what......

I accidentally fell asleep again.

Since the start of school, Goto has to go to class, work part-time, practice guitar, review homework, and make up exams at the same time every day. This kind of pressure makes Goto breathless.

Of course, the original noon practice at school was temporarily changed to individual tutoring with Hikaru, which was indeed quite interesting... It felt like the boring textbook knowledge had become more lively and interesting.

But when it came to studying, Kita, who had often practiced guitar with the two of them, became so angry that he ran away with the excuse of going to practice guitar alone.

Goto Kazuri originally thought that Kitakai was an all-around character who was good at everything from studying to socializing to sports, but he didn't expect that she was just as bad at studying as ordinary students.

However... being tutored alone is more interesting than having a study meeting with everyone...

Fortunately, after many days of tutoring, she finally passed the make-up exam and got rid of the tragic future of retaking the exam. She felt a little more relaxed these two days.

"So, there are six votes for opening a haunted house, two votes for a snack shop... and twenty votes for a maid cafe?! Really, you guys should stop here."

With his twin ponytails, you could tell at a glance that he was definitely a student with excellent academic performance, the monitor said helplessly.

When the monitor said this, there was a burst of boos from the boys in the audience.

Gotou wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and wiped the slightly wet table.

Speaking of which, while I was asleep, the topic of the class meeting was to decide together what program to perform at the cultural festival?

I can’t remember clearly, but I couldn’t help but fall asleep after hearing words such as solidarity. It was probably because the automatic protection device of my brain was triggered.

But...the cultural festival...

The dream of shining brightly at the cultural festival, showing off one's guitar skills, and becoming a popular figure in the entire school has been repeated countless times in Goto Ichiri's fantasy.

Although I just dared to think about everything in my mind... When it came time to actually face it, I was intimidated.

"But, after all, it was agreed that the decision would be made through voting. No matter what the result is, it will be the opinion of the majority of people. Therefore, the store we want to open in the second shift will be positioned as a maid and butler cafe."

The squad leader, who had a pair of ponytails, picked up the blackboard eraser and wiped all the topics on the blackboard except the maid cafe.

"Because everyone has to work together, boys must not be lazy, and they must also wear butler uniforms to help."

The monitor said seriously.

"Wuhu——!"

"Long live!"

“The maid is the best!”

Discussions, cheers, and applause among the boys began to ring out from the audience.

Boys of this age are always thinking about beautiful female classmates and cute maids, so they naturally enjoy it.

Not to mention asking them to be housekeepers to help, even if they have to go up mountains of swords and down seas of fire, as long as they can see the girl shaking, everything is worth it.

"Then you have to prepare your maid outfit."

The girls in the audience also began to look forward to it.

"After all, all girls have to wear them."