Chapter 20 Slowly, the distance is constantly changing in the calm daily life (8)

Since I was already unilaterally entering this school as a short-term exchange student, all I could do was stay quietly alone without causing trouble to others, and I only knew one person under the snow in this school, so it just so happened that I didn't even have time to say hello. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After walking with her for about ten minutes, I finally arrived at my destination safely, the door of the class that was currently in class under the snow.

This is a lecture hall, but the area is only as large as an ordinary classroom, starting from the first row, the ring dress slowly extends and increases, there are about 30 people in the whole classroom, belonging to the situation of more men and fewer women, so there are still many vacant seats, the windows are open all around, the sight is very good, everyone is looking at the blackboard seriously, after gently knocking on the door under the snow, the teacher on the podium stops, and casts his eyes on our side, connecting more than 30 people in this classroom

Standing on the podium was a male teacher in his fifties... In terms of physique, it can be regarded as a bit of a fortune, wearing a white shirt, underneath is a pair of shiny black leather shoes that are stretched and bulging, the sleeves of both hands are gently rolled up, probably to facilitate writing on the blackboard, the face has a beard, two small eyes that are quite shrewd, and the eyes are as if they have been scratched by a carving knife, full of wrinkles, and the hair is also very thin, black and white, in short, this is a completely in line with the standards of the elderly.

[Oh, under the snow, the classmate is back?]

[Sorry for the interruption.]

As he spoke, he took my hand under the snow and slowly saluted him... Why do I have to be together?

[Hmm...]

A heavy, nasal voice came out of his nose in response, and he fixed his gaze on me and asked

[Are you an exchange student at Chiba University?]

[Ahh You, hello.]

After saying that, both sides fell silent, I was overwhelmed, and he was watching me carefully.

After a while, I probably realized that it was a little wrong to stand like this, so I talked about it first under the snow beside me

[So, let's go back to our position under the snow.]

He bowed slightly under the snow, glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, and returned to his place with light steps, in the middle of the penultimate row at the back, but... I don't know why there wasn't a single person sitting around her, it was like a barrier.

[This classmate, let's introduce myself, although it is not for a long time, I hope to get along with everyone.] ]

While I was still thinking about the "why", the teacher on the podium had almost turned the subject to me, and I quickly retracted my mind

[Okay.]

Then he walked up to the podium with his duffel bag in his hand, and stood side by side with him, and before I could speak, there was some unexpected cacophony of chatter on the other side

[Haha.] Are you traveling with a travel bag or something?]

[Eh~ It's very ordinary.]

[I feel so boring.,I thought it was a friend of a classmate under the snow (female) or something...] [Anyway, the eyes are too, right??, are deep-sea fish COS?]

Hawkers,That's it anyway.,Judging from just a few words.,It's been judged by the appearance alone to be a "guy who can't lift people".,Ah... In a way, it helped me a lot.

[Hmm!]

The middle-aged teacher next to him made a voice like a clear throat, suppressed all the discussions, looked back at me, and said

[Okay, let's introduce myself.] ]

[Oh...]

Facing the more than thirty people in this classroom, he took a deep breath

[My name is Hikiya Hachiman, from Chiba University... Short-term exchange students, please... Lots of advice.]

After speaking, I slowly bent down and performed a standard 90-degree salute, just to achieve the most basic state.

There was no welcome applause or shouts, no enthusiastic questioners, everyone sat quietly as if they were on an errand, and most of them had lost their freshness to me as an outsider and had begun to do their own thing.

Well, that's to be expected.

[Okay, I'm Shio Kondo, the homeroom teacher of this class, and I'm also the teacher of the macroeconomics department of this class]

[Then... Excuse me.]

[Hmm.]

Kondo nodded, looked at the duffel bag at my feet, and continued

[Come to the office on the third floor during your lunch break]

[Yes.] ]

After saluting him again, I grabbed my travel bag and stepped off the podium to find a seat.

Said it was looking for.. It's not correct, because there are a lot of seats, and even in the first row, there are several empty seats. The rest.

I tried not to make any big movements, and slowly walked back along the low stairs, the ideal place to sit would be the last row near the window, but such a position does not exist in this classroom, so...

I put my bag next to the chair in the fifth row on the far right, and I sat down in this position, which I chose because it was the least crowded place except around the snow. Although I hesitated to sit under the snow... But when I stepped on the first step of the stairs, the direction of the target changed by itself, and even if I don't know why the other side under the snow has become such a quarantine area, it's better to be careful... If you pass it all at once, you probably will be killed.. Probably.

However, when I sat down in a solid chair, my worries were completely eliminated, and Mr. Kondo, who was on the podium, started teaching very appropriately, and everything returned to calm.

[Whew....]

After exhaling a sigh, I quietly twisted my head to look under the snow behind me, but I unconsciously smiled a little relieved when I noticed that she didn't seem to care about me and was completely focused on the blackboard.

That's right, that guy always existed in the classroom as an honor student, and he was, and still is.

I shook my head as I started tinkering with my travel bag, looking for the textbook for this lesson, is it macroeconomics... Damn, I think there should be one to put it in... Didn't you?

Suddenly, there was a "bang" from the side, something like the sound of a fist hitting the table. I was a little startled, stopped what I was doing, sat up straight with doubts, and saw an open book on the table in front of me, but it was not placed in front of me, but half... Nothing more.

[Book words, here.]

Familiar voices followed, and the next moment it was the familiar fragrance that wafted past my sight.

Slowly following the source of the sound, it happened to be opposite to the line of sight under the snow.

The eyes of the class are all gathered.,Ah.. This atmosphere is very delicate at first glance, like the bomb disposal player who hesitates to cut the red line or the blue line at the final moment, and if he doesn't handle it well, he will be done with it.

There is only one place where the eyes are gathered - under the snow.

That's what they're aiming for, according to Yubihama, it's Ban... No, it should be very famous in the whole school, known as a genius beautiful girl. As for me... It's just an incidental attraction to hatred..... Ha... I'm used to it.

A gentle smile, a fusion of cute and beautiful faces, two big watery eyes don't know why they look very gentle when they look at me, and after a few seconds of silence, they open their petite and pink thin lips and ask slowly

[What's wrong?can't you??]

[Ah, no, wait, you... Why are you...]

Why did you suddenly appear next to me... I wanted to ask, but I felt a sudden change in the atmosphere in the middle of speaking, and then the voice became smaller and quieter as if I had been oppressed, until finally I shrunk my neck before I could finish speaking.

Ahhh If I could, I would like to skip class now.