"Jingle Bell... Jingle Bell..."

As the bell rang for the end of class, the students of Mao Academy walked out of the classroom one after another. The black crowd was like a black wave, surging out, and after a while, the classroom, which was still very lively, suddenly fell silent.

Izawa, who was sitting in the last row of the classroom, did not go out with the crowd. At this time, Erlang's legs were crossed, one hand was leaning on the desk to support his chin, and the other hand was "belling" the table.

He kept his head down, still muttering to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

"2000 for one person... 30 people are... Then multiply by the required multiplier... Add the original one and it should be ......"

The white-haired boy who walked up to Izawa couldn't help but be stunned when he saw him wandering in the sky. Listening carefully to Izawa's words, his brows furrowed slightly, this action seemed to have been done by him countless times, and it seemed extremely familiar, with a taste of youth and old age.

The number of people, multiples, could it be that Izawa is calculating the instantaneous step practice technique?!

"Instantaneous movement is the ability to quickly teleport your body, moving to the opponent's side or farther away at a speed that the opponent can't see. It's impossible to achieve the desired effect by calculation alone, and you should practice a lot. The boy sat down with a pile of things that didn't fit his thin body at all, and said to Izawa next to him.

The boy knew that Izawa was a member of the Kuchigi family, and for a person from the Kuchiki family with mediocre qualifications, the glorious and noble status had become an inextricable shackle. Even growing up in the lower echelons of Soul Street, he knows the stakes.

Not to mention the neglect at home, even the school discriminates against and excludes Izawa. The boy felt that it was not Izawa's fault, and that if he wanted to blame, he should blame the rules of the world, which was always so superficial and sophisticated, even if they were students, they would inevitably be implicated.

He didn't have a good impression of the aristocracy, but he was always worried about Izawa's situation. Now, he didn't know what to say to comfort the other party.

"Little lion!" Izawa raised his head and looked at the Hibanya Winter Shiro next to him in surprise, his voice full of cheerfulness.

Apparently taken aback by Izawa's sudden reaction, Hibanya Fuyushiro took out a box full of watermelons from the bag with an ugly face and handed it over. Trying to cool down Izawa's unknown enthusiasm, although he didn't hate being treated like this, he was still a little unaccustomed to it. "What are you doing? If you want to practice instantaneous steps, you can come to me, you can't improve your skills on paper. ”

Izawa took the box with ease, opened it and ate it without hesitation. The mouth is full, and there is a happy smile on the delicate little face, and the words are still very clear: "Well, someone in the school bets that I will lose a few times in the exams of white fighting and ghost path, and the bet is super rich." ”

After taking a serious look at Izawa's face, there was no mockery or distress on his face, and Hibanya Fuyushiro was slightly relieved. Seeing Izawa eating happily, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he didn't notice a thick smile in the emerald's eyes, "And then?"

Throwing a piece of watermelon into his mouth, Izawa tilted his head, and his dark golden eyes were dripping mischievous, "Since there is a advantage to take advantage of, how could I miss it, of course, I will also gamble, to be honest, I am also curious about how many times I can lose." ”

How could you not know about this kind of thing, it was simply a trick and a robbery. Those bettors are bound to lose badly.

After doing it for a long time, it turned out that he was blindly worried, and Rifangu Winter Shilang couldn't help but have an urge to hold his forehead.

Before the Hibanya Winter Shirou who was secretly entangled came back to his senses, his lips suddenly felt wet. He looked down in surprise and saw Ize holding a piece of watermelon against his lips, looking at him with a smile.

"Don't you eat it? I left it for you, and I didn't even want to eat it. ”

Silver-gray hair was scattered on the white forehead, star-like dark golden eyes were flowing with a smile like the sun, apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and lips outlined a beautiful arc, just like the scene when they first met.

The big dark golden eyes looked at the Hibanya Winter Shirou, and it was impossible to refuse the sincerity.

Hibanya Winter Shirou looked at Izawa like this, and couldn't help but open his mouth, intending to eat the watermelon in front of him.

Izawa's smile widened slightly, and his whole face was full of joy, a little more than a friendly smile. He blinked, with a certain indescribable weirdness, and smiled sweetly: "Since the little lion doesn't want to eat it, then I'll be empathetic and eliminate it." ”

Before the words fell, the watermelon on the side of Hibanya Winter Shilang's mouth disappeared in front of him at the speed of light.

It took a long time for Hibanya Fuyushiro to understand that he was tricked by this bastard Isawa !

Mao Academy's century-old rare genius - Hibanya Winter Shirou was actually played with gorgeously by the crane tail that the Kuchigi family had not encountered in a hundred years, Kuchigi Izawa!

Izawa chewed a delicious and juicy watermelon in his mouth, put his hands on his stomach, and giggled.

Hibanya Winter Shirou looked at Izawa who was almost rolling on the ground speechlessly, and the green tendons in front of his forehead faintly had a tendency to burst.

"It seems that you are in good spirits, so come with me tomorrow to find the Soul Slayer. Hibanya Winter Shirou gritted his teeth and smiled faintly.

No, Ize suddenly lost his liveliness when he heard this, and his smooth silver-haired head drooped down in an instant. He stretched out his hand and pulled the gray placket of the Rifangu Winter Shilang, which was soft and coquettish, and said with some flattery: "I still don't want it." Little Lion, you also know that I am not in good health, and the Soul Slayer or something is not suitable for me at all. Moreover, no soul slasher would be stupid enough to choose a scrap wood master like me. ”

Hibanya Winter Shirou had long been accustomed to Izawa's ghost tricks, and he was not moved at all. There was a hint of a smile in the depths of the emerald's eyes, but her face remained calm.

Ize blinked, and the dark golden eyes swirled with a watery mist, and Chu Chu was pitiful like a lost reindeer. He continued to say: "Little Lion, although I am the tail of the crane, I believe that you will not look down on me. You're not the same as those people who watch the fun, otherwise you wouldn't have let me be bullied in the first place, would you? Obviously, at that time, it was okay to watch jokes with them, after all, most people had such a mentality, and there was nothing wrong with thinking about it like this. But ......"

Izawa said as he peeked at Hibanya Winter Shirou with his eyes.

The white-haired young man next to him was obviously a little shaken, and his eyes became a little ethereal and hazy, as if he had recalled the situation at that time.

Izawa snickered in his heart, he was really right to play the emotional card! At the same time, his facial expression was still sentimental. The bottom of the eyes is helpless and stubborn that cannot be dissolved, the hair on the forehead slightly blocks the vision, and the afterglow of the gradual evening falls on the young man's body, which has a somewhat desolate taste.

"You still stood up and stood with me. Even at the cost, you, like me, have become an alien and an object of attack in the eyes of others. So, Little Lion, I thank you. Although I can't accompany you to find the Soul Slayer, I will definitely bless you silently in my heart. ”

Izawa was completely cultivated in the casual play of himself, and the sad tone and the unconcealed smugness filled his face with incomparability, which was extremely strange.

And Hibanya Winter Shilang fell into a hypnotized state, and the distress and anger in his eyes were completely exposed to the air, which was obviously intense.

This is the second year he and Izawa have known each other. As early as when he entered Mao Academy, he heard that the rotten wood family had a waste, and he didn't graduate after 18 years of study. However, he was not interested in these rumors.

In fact, he always had a sense of resistance and even hatred for the aristocracy. Ize, however, is an outlier.

At that time, I stood up to help him, not on the spur of the moment, but curious about how much endurance a person has. can be in the hostile academy, indifferent and cold family, still smiling indifferently, bright sunshine. Is it numb to the treatment you have suffered, or do you no longer care about it?

Today, he realized that it turned out that Ize didn't care, but didn't dare to care. I don't dare to have expectations and fantasies about the people or things around me, because the feeling of falling from the sky into hell is so bad, so bad that I paint everything in my life in gray color, conservative and decadent.

As Ize's only friend, Hibanya felt that something should be done for this friend. After thinking about it, pondering it repeatedly, and after several deliberations, he decided...... Help Izawa find a Soul Slayer.

Well, he admits that there is also a part of this in case he is not by Ize's side, and Ize is being bullied.

Thinking of this, Hibanya Winter Shilang turned his head and said to Izawa with great firmness: "Izawa, I have already decided, I must help you find a soul slashing knife." It's a promise as friends, and we're going to work together!"

What! He looked at the serious Hibanya Winter Shirou with great internal injury, and wanted to cry without tears. After engaging in it for a long time, has his bitter drama been in vain!?

After touching Hibanya's unflinching eyes, Izawa felt that he was completely tragic. How could the situation develop like this, ah, who could come and sue him, ah! How could the little lion, who had always been indifferent, be as excited as a chicken, ah! Who would pull the little lion away, ahhh!!h

"Little Lion, listen to me, in fact, it doesn't mean ...... me to have a soul slaying knife or not" Izawa tried to further persuade Hibanya Winter Shirou, hoping that he could 'change his evil and return to the right'.

Who knows, Hibanya Winter Shilang refused: "I know, Izawa, we will leave tomorrow, I will go back to prepare first, you can also prepare." That's all, goodbye. ”

The corners of Izawa's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked in the direction in which Winter Shirou had disappeared, scratching the back of his head with a smile.

This guy is so anxious that he even uses the instantaneous step.

Retracting his gaze, Izawa took out the gold flat candy from the bag, threw a piece into his mouth, and the familiar smile crept up the delicate little face again.

Soul Slayer? That kind of boring and troublesome thing really didn't work for him. Why do the people around him have to find it by themselves, he is not a person who likes to make trouble for himself. It's nerve-wracking.

The corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and there seems to be something circulating in the deep dark golden eyes, even if they don't move or speak, they just look like they will be sucked in by those magical eyes.

The corners of his mouth are slightly curled, and his lips are pulled out of a beautiful shallow arc, just making a gesture of "laughing", his apricot eyes will squint slightly, and the dark gold from the bangs seems to tell a hidden secret.

Izawa held his chin and tilted his head to one side. Lazily looking at the already dark sky outside the window, he said to himself: "Maybe I just said that my life is short, and I won't live long, will the little lion be soft-hearted." ”

After speaking, Ize lowered his shoulders slightly. Cleaned up the things on the desk and walked out of the classroom.

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