I saved the fallen beautiful girl!

"Don't define teachers casually, you little brat."

Hiratsuka Shizuka threw the information in her hand onto the table, then looked at her student and said:

"So, you've been looking so gloomy the whole morning, and you didn't even pay attention to my class. If you don't give me a satisfactory reason, the consequences will be very serious."

The story of this matter started in the morning.

Ever since he felt that he should do something for Ochiai Sengoku this morning, Aragaki Feng has been thinking about how to solve the problem.

Later he finally came to a conclusion.

That is, there is no way...

At this moment, Aragaki Feng couldn't help but regret why he didn't add two attribute points to intelligence.

Although he is quite charming, is he, Aragaki Feng, someone who relies on his looks to make a living?

"Actually, Teacher Jing, I have encountered a huge trouble in my life."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Shizuka Hiratsuka asked with great interest, wondering how DK, who had excellent academic performance and good looks, could get into such a difficult situation.

No matter how you think about it, it's love advice!

In this regard, Shizuka Hiratsuka feels that she is quite confident.

Although she has been single for 24 years, she has been on many blind dates!

Don’t underestimate the difficulty of adult blind dates, asshole!

"That's it..."

"Uh-huh!"

Facing Hiratsuka Shizuka's gossipy eyes, Aragaki Feng took a deep breath and said, "A confessed to B, B rejected, but A didn't like B, and then A started to get close to C, so other people thought A liked both B and C, but C got together with D, but C didn't like D, and D didn't like C either, so other people thought C didn't like A, but in fact A didn't like C either, but..."

After a complicated explanation.

For some reason, a song began to play on repeat in Shizuka Hiratsuka's mind.

[I love you, you love her, she loves her, she loves him. ]

"Oh, so that's it." After hearing this, Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled with relief.

"As expected, students' problems should be solved by the students themselves. I am also very busy as a teacher, hahahaha."

"..."

......

The rooftop at noon.

"So...you mean Ochiai Sengoku is just an ordinary JK who wants friends?" There seemed to be some disbelief in the lazy tone.

"No, it should be Dark JK."

"Ah, that's it."

After the same explanation from Aragaki Kaede, Anraoka Hanabi, the fake girlfriend, immediately understood the situation.

Maybe this is the tacit understanding between lovers.

"It's really hard to understand. How could someone be so desperate for friends? Is she an eighty-year-old woman?" Anloka Hanabi sighed in confusion. In this age distorted by love, there are actually people who worry about friends.

Yukinoshita Yukino: It really will happen.

Fortunately, Aragaki Feng did not tell her about Ochiai Shanyan's suicide for personal privacy reasons.

Otherwise, Anlegang Hanabi would be so shocked.

"So, we have to find a way to help her solve the problem of other people's evaluations." Xin Yuanfeng put the finished oolong tea aside, leaned back in his chair and thought.

He was somewhat worried that Ochiai Shanyan would return to his previous extreme state again.

"Eh? Is that so? My fake boyfriend is very gentle, but..." Hanabi Anraoka took the lunch box off her knees and moved her body to close the distance between them.

The calves exposed by the JK skirt gently leaned forward, one hand rested on Aragaki Feng's shoulder, and her lips moved slightly closer.

The pleasant rose scent diffuses at the tip of the nose.

Aragaki Kaede could even feel the temperature of the breath exhaled by Anraokaoka Hanabi.

"Don't be overly concerned about other girls in front of your girlfriend, Feng."

"..."

Before Aragaki Feng could clearly feel the ambiguous atmosphere, Anluoka Hanabi pulled away and stared at him with her dark blue pupils.

"Are you excited?"

"...Are you jealous?" Aragaki Feng, who was a little dazed by this sudden behavior, immediately retorted.

"Hehe." After brushing the hair by her ears, Anlegang Hanabi said with a smile: "Don't be too self-conscious, fake boyfriend~"

"Mom, why don't I have a dad? All the other kids have one."

"Hanabi has a father, but... he went to a place far away."

That was the first time I heard about my father from my mother when I was a child at Anlegang Hanabi.

She wanted to ask where her father had gone, but seeing her mother's sad expression, Anluoka Hanabi timidly shut her mouth.

......

That year, Anlegang Hanabi was eight years old.

The school held a parent-child sports meeting, one of the sports requiring fathers and children to do a three-legged running exercise.

She had no choice but to go to her mother.

"Let Ming Hai go with you." Her mother said.

Because the two families often visited each other, Hua Huo was very familiar with the brother Zhong Jing next door, so she agreed without saying much.

the next day.

Because Anraoka Hanabi was smart, she and Zhong Jingming quickly reached the finish line and won first place.

But for children, the first place is often the one that is envied by others.

So a cute girl with twin ponytails stood up.

"Teacher, she cheated!" She pointed at Hanabi Yasuoka who was happy about getting first place.

For a while.

Many parents and children looked away.

"This man is not her father at all. Her father can't be so young."

"Yes, that's not her father!" The other children who didn't get first place also shouted out of jealousy.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Faced with this situation, the inexperienced teacher was obviously at a loss.

"Oh, I get it. You don't have a father, right? Otherwise, why doesn't your father come!" The little girl with twin ponytails started shouting as if she had discovered something interesting.

Faced with the children's ridicule, the parents did not stop anything.

They are just children after all.

Anloka Hanabi lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhong Jingming wanted to comfort Hanabi, but he didn't know how.

"It's so noisy!" After a moment of silence, Hanabi shouted loudly, raising her tense little face and looking fiercely at the girl with twin ponytails.

"You obviously cheated too. You were wearing 'speed running shoes' which the teacher banned!"

"Really?" The other children also noticed the problem, so they turned their attack targets to another girl.

"This...this..." The little girl with twin ponytails was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her cute cheeks turned red.

When the parents saw this scene, they all laughed out loud, as if expressing their love for their children's innocence.

But no one noticed.

The short-haired girl named Anlegang Hanabi who appeared at the beginning had already run away.

......

Behind the sports warehouse.

Anloka Hanabi was squatting here alone, holding the lunch box her mother gave her in the morning, counting the ants on the ground.

"Hanabi-chan."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Anraoka Hanabi raised her head.

"Brother Zhong Jing."

"You must be tired. Let's go eat lunch together." Zhong Jing Minghai squatted down, touched her head and said.

"......Um."

......

Two people, one big and one small, were sitting on chairs somewhere on the campus, and all kinds of shouts were echoing in the playground in the distance.

"this is delicious."

"Well, Hanabi-san's cooking skills are still as good as ever."

"Brother Zhong Jing, why don't I have a father?"

"..."

Facing Hanabi's question, Zhong Jingming put down his half-eaten lunch box and did not answer directly, but said:

"Hanabi-chan, I've actually always envied you."

"Envy? Why?" Anlegang Hanabi looked at him with confusion.

"Because, Hanabi-chan's bento is delicious, isn't it? It took your mother a long time to make it."

When she was little, Hanabi didn't understand what Zhong Jingming meant by this. She puffed her lips and said, "It's not delicious at all. I'm tired of it."

"But this means...she loves you very much."

"Love?" Hanabi frowned cutely, not quite understanding whether her mother loved her or not, but she thought that what Zhong Jing's brother said was right.

After all, he is much older and more powerful than himself.

"Doesn't Brother Zhong Jing's mother love you?"

"Me?" Zhong Jingminghai thought about it and said in a low mood: "Maybe, I don't love you."

(Otherwise, why would she leave so decisively?)

"Then..." Anlegang Hanabi jumped down from the chair and said naively to Zhongjing Minghai: "Then let my mother love Zhongjing brother too, okay? Then Zhongjing brother won't envy Hanabi anymore."

Zhong Jingming was a little surprised, and then he couldn't help laughing. It was unclear whether he was laughing at Hanabi's cuteness or something else.

"Okay, in that case." Zhong Jingming said with a smile: "To thank Hanabi-chan, how about I take care of you for your father?"

"Dad...Dad?" Anloka Hanabi stood there in a daze with an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Yes, Dad." Zhong Jing Minghai confirmed again.

"Then...can I call Brother Zhong Jing dad?"

"Of course not." Zhong Jing Minghai scratched his head with a smile, and inwardly admired the cuteness of the child.

"But..." Looking at the cat-faced little Hanabi, he continued, "I will take care of you like a father, Hanabi-chan."

Hearing this, Anraoka Hanabi raised her head.

Gradually, there was a little more color in those lonely eyes.

"Really?" The young voice trembled a little, containing expectations and many years of grievances that only she understood.