The heroines want to talk

Anyway, let's use hair accessories to disguise ourselves first.

Rubbing her cat ears worriedly, Eriri prayed, "I hope you guys won't move around. If we're discovered, we'll be caught and sliced ​​up for research."

Sayuri Sawamura's impatient voice came again, "Not ready yet?"

"Okay, Mom."

I heard that there is a student in the next class who doesn't have to go to school. I'm so envious! If my academic performance is that good, can I enjoy the same treatment?

Ying Lili patted her face and cheered herself up.

Go to school!

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Toyogasaki Private High School.

Two discipline committee members were standing at the door.

Xia Shi, who had just arrived here, greeted one of them, "Hey! Xiao Ling! Good morning!"

Keima complained, "Why are there people you know everywhere? Aren't you not in a club?"

"Hey, don't you think Xiaoling is cute? I've always wanted a sister."

After Xia Shi finished speaking, he wanted to reach out and touch Hagimura Ling's head, but unfortunately she blocked him forcefully.

"The first time I met Xiaoling was in the nearby park. A little kid had his balloon hung on a tree."

Xiaoling glared at him threateningly.

Xia Shi continued, "Then I saw Xiao Ling, who wanted to help, kept jumping around but couldn't reach the target. She was even more anxious than the child."

A small fist came hammering over.

Xia Shi dodged it.

"Get out of here! Don't block everyone!" Hagimura Ling pushed him away and greeted the students in front of her.

Xiao Ling smiled and said, "Good morning!"

"Good morning! Hagimura-san!"

A student answered.

Xia Shi and Keima took a few steps forward.

He pushed his mirror and asked in confusion, "Did I do anything too much to her? Why didn't she even say good morning to me?"

Keima said calmly, "I think it's a miracle that Hagimura-san still talks to you."

"Then your miracles are really worthless, you are worthy of being a god who can send down miracles at will! Oh, right! I haven't finished the galgame last time."

"I won't give you any strategy anyway..."

Xia Shi and Keima walked to the shoe cabinet in the corridor of the teaching building, changed their shoes and went to the classroom.

The two of them were not in the same class, although they sat in front and back of each other in their first year of high school. However, they switched classes when they entered their second year of high school. They have to change classes every year, which is quite troublesome.

Sitting in the back row by the window, Xia Shi observed the students who were still entering the school downstairs.

"Good morning, Xia Jun!"

The front table is here.

Ayaka Totsuka, a member of the popular tennis club with short white-gray hair and a frail and cute figure.

Cute! So cute!

"It's a nice day today! Xiaocai!"

Caijia said awkwardly: "Xia-kun! Can we change the name?"

She's also cute when she's angry.

"Aika, I had a big crisis yesterday."

"Is it important?"

Caijia asked anxiously: "What's the matter? Do you need my help?"

Xia Shi looked serious, "If one day I need to come out to cover up something, Xiao Cai, are you willing to help me?"

"...??"

"Xia Jun, it would be better for you to go to the health room now~"

"I have a good relationship with the teacher in the health room! I went to see him last time and he said I didn't have any serious problems." Xia Shi said proudly.

Caijia whispered, "Natsu-kun, you are really confident."

"Come to think of it, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."

"Really? Just a week, maybe."

"That's been a long time. If other students didn't come to class for a week, they would have been punished by Mr. Hiratsuka's iron fist."

Caijia looked at the other person's long hair and suggested, "And Xia Jun's hair has grown so long. Although it was already long when we last met, it's really surprising to see it grow to this extent."

"Do you want me to help you take care of it?"

Xia Shi raised his hand to cover his right eye, wanting to make a chuunibunyu gesture.

But when he noticed that the number of students in the classroom was gradually increasing, he gave up the idea.

Touching his smooth black hair, Xia Shi replied: "Let's talk about it next time."

He pointed at his glasses. "Everything is necessary for my daily life."

"The glasses are also a divine tool for sealing, they can't be taken off!"

Caijia said, "It's just an ordinary pair of plain glasses. Let me and you go get them matched."

"Besides, the first class is Chinese, so let's not talk anymore."

"Da da~"

There was the sound of high heels outside the door.

There was a brief pause.

Xia Shi became quiet.

The classroom was also quiet.

Because that woman appeared, the violent demon, the one-punch man, the invincible existence, the terrifying woman who could fight with the Supreme until she was destroyed.

Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Handsome white coat, cute face, age 18+9.

Such a woman walked up to the podium and knocked on the blackboard.

"Chinese class, start!"

"stand up!"

Xia Shi stood there, lost in thought.

It is now eight forty, and there are still fifty minutes before the get out of class ends. How should he and Xiaojing spend this long time?

"This question! Xia Shi-san, answer it."

"it is good!"

A few minutes later……

"This question, Xia Shi-san, please answer it."

"Yes!"

A few minutes later……

“This question…”

Xia Shi raised his hand, "I'll do it!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka showed a playful expression, "Natsu-san already knew how to predict, that's great."

In this way, Xia Shi took on all the problems for the entire class.

"Ling ring ring~"

The end of get out of class sounded.

"stand up!"

As if liberated, Xia Shi slumped in his seat.

However, Shizuka Hiratsuka on the stage had no intention of letting him go.

She knocked on the blackboard again, "Xia Shi, come with me to the office."

I knew it!!!!

Xia Shi stood up and followed.

Aika's soft and encouraging voice could be heard from behind.

"Xia Jun, don't give up, come back alive."

Good! Good flag! I'm dead!

Following behind Jing Keai, Xia Shi felt like he was sitting on a blanket.

Followed all the way to the office.

Xia Shi stood aside obediently, "Teacher Hiratsuka, what can I do for you?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka straightened her white coat and looked up, with a dangerous light flashing in her eyes, "What? You don't want to call me Xiaojing anymore?"

"How dare I? Teacher, you know me. I am very timid."

"What a smooth talker!" Hiratsuka Shizuka handed over a piece of paper calmly.

"Application form... for joining the department?" Xia Shi muttered word by word.

Shizuka Hiratsuka took a sip of the coffee on the table.

"Aren't you usually close to the members of those clubs? I was thinking of letting you join a club and finding something to tie you down so that you don't skip classes every day."

"You don't have classes this afternoon, so go check it out."

"Don't even think about running away."

Xiao Jing clenched her fists, making a crackling sound, "This cannot be refuted!"

"understand?"

Xia Shi: “……???”

Is it decided? What about my opinion?

What about my audience and my small fortune? You are so cruel to block my path to wealth, Xiaojing!

Chapter 6: Rooftop Encounter

"Teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka!"

Xia Shi addressed him respectfully.

"I think there is still room for maneuver. Xia is the illegitimate son of the Xia family. He does not have the right of inheritance, but he has good talent. Why do you want to push him to another family?"

Xia Shi whispered: "My Guizhai family lacks such thugs."

A finger flicked towards his head, and Shizuka Hiratsuka gave him a slap on the head and said, "What on earth are you thinking about writing every day?"

"Have you been tinkering with some light novels lately?"

"Let me give you some advice first!"

"There's a famous novelist in our school. You may have heard of her. Her name is Kasumigaoka Utaha. Her grades are not worse than yours, and she comes to class every day."

"You're great! You haven't accomplished anything famous, but you've done a lot."

"Xia Shi, although there are many ways to make money, learning is the most useful guarantee. It can improve your bottom line..."