"Tokibe-kun: Please try to avoid being alone."

Keigo felt that his recent bad luck was like a dense array of arrows and crossbows, leaving people with nowhere to hide.

The first is that the sheepdog, which has been carefully cared for by the family for many years, is sick. Accustomed to his usual lively jumping, he happily wagged his tail and pounced on him at the sight of him. Now its eyes are dull, and it is curled up in the corner weakly, without the slightest vitality, and its sad face makes him, a dog lover, feel very distressed.

Then the high-end fountain pen that his grandfather had given him suddenly broke down during class, and the ink that leaked left large and small marks on his class notes, so that he had to write again.

Immediately after that, in the student union office, the Commissariat recklessly broke his favorite coffee cup. Looking at the debris on the ground, and the senior who kept bowing and apologizing with a guilty face, he waved his hand helplessly, and forgave him with the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Something not flashy came to him one after another. What's even more inexplicable is that he has been receiving anonymous cards lately. Cards often have only one line on them, and the content is nothing more than strange words.

For example, today, as soon as he opened his English textbook, he saw a small white card sandwiched between the pages, and the clear ink on it couldn't help but make him irritable.

"To-kibe-kun: Please don't go to the old school building."

Due to student union matters, he will indeed go to the old school building today.

Could it be that he will be stopped by such an inexplicable card? It's just hilarious to say.

On the way to the old school building, he wanted to throw the card into the trash can next to him, but hesitated for a few seconds and then slipped it into his pocket.

What a boring prank. If it's for him to catch the person writing the card, be sure to give him some color to see.

Thinking so, he turned his head and saw someone standing in the doorway of the old school building. With long flaxen-colored hair and waist-length hair, a tall figure, and a straight standing posture, it is amazing just by looking at it from a distance.

And in fact, the other party is indeed an excellent girl.

Natsu Morikawa, the secretary of the student union of the Ice Emperor High School, the best candidate for the next secretary department, and a good assistant who has worked with him for several years. They often meet at banquets large and small, and over time they get to know each other well.

"President, let's go inside." Morikawa Xia saw the traces approaching her, the corners of his mouth curled up several degrees, the corners of his eyes were crooked, and the official smile that had been hanging on his face all the year round was a little more gentle at the moment.

"Ahh Taking the girl's subtle changes into her eyes, she responded casually and strode forward with her hands in her trouser pockets. This kind of common posture for boys to play handsome, he uses it to add a bit of domineering.

Birch, who has always followed him, twisted his foot during training in the tennis club yesterday, and what was supposed to be a tour of the three of them turned into a solitary place for the two of them.

After picking up the materials they needed in the dilapidated office, the two packed up their things and prepared to leave.

"It doesn't seem like anything," Natsu Morikawa looked around left and right, and after finding that there was no problem, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been lifted gradually returned to its original place, "That thing should be dazzling." ”

The "incident" that Natsu Morikawa said was referring to the rumors that have been spreading among students recently. It is said that someone accidentally bumped into a man with a bloody face in the old school building, which immediately set off an atmosphere of terror among the students.

"It's useless to believe that kind of rumors that aren't flashy." Jibe sneered. He'd heard of the recent uproar, but he'd always believed that ignorance was the right thing to fear.

"Speaking of which, several of the Ice Emperor's top ten incredible events are set in the old school building." Natsu Morikawa muttered.

Since that rumor popped up, countless strange stories have sprung up, the hottest of which is the Ten Incredible Events of the Ice Emperor.

For example, the stairs that can never be walked on, the sound of the piano in the unoccupied music classroom, and the headless female corpse in the last compartment of the women's bathroom......

Thinking of this, a trace of fear crept up on the tip of her heart.

There are such uneventful rumors, it seems that it is time to rectify the atmosphere of a wave of Ice Emperors.

Jibu frowned slightly, keenly aware of the girl's small movements of pinching the corners of her clothes, and said more than usual.

"You just need to follow Uncle Ben." He beckoned, and there was undeniable flamboyance in his tone.

He has always been dismissive of such nonsense. Only the cowardly will let the devil take advantage of it.

"Okay." Natsu Morikawa nodded quickly in agreement, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth involuntarily increased.

Keigo is such a person, born with a strong aura. It's like a moving magnet that attracts everyone's attention unconsciously. He only needs to stand there quietly to give people peace of mind. With him by his side, it seems that even the sword mountain and sea of fire in front of him can be safely reached.

However, before that little bit of excitement had spread in her heart, she saw the other party's eyes suddenly widen.

"Be careful." There was a hurried cry in my ears.

All she felt was a thrust, a stumble and nearly a fall.

Then she heard a loud "boom", turned her head slowly, and saw a ground of debris on the ground behind her.

It was a piece of freshly dropped ceiling.

She suddenly realized something, and suddenly turned around, and then she was greeted by Keigo's unnatural expression, as if she was holding back something.

"President, are you alright......" Natsu Morikawa hurriedly ran to the side of the trace.

"Don't touch me." The trace roared, stopping the girl's attempt to help. He gently touched his left shoulder with his right hand, and then involuntarily bared his lower teeth.

The current self must not be gorgeous. He was a little annoyed at the thought of this, but he still got up quietly on the surface.

Just now, in order to save Morikawa Natsu, the escape speed was half a beat slower, and then he was hit in the left shoulder by the corner of the ceiling.

"Do you want to stay here for the night, ahhhh Looking at the girl who was stunned, he took out his phone with some irritability, and walked out of the old school building quickly, while contacting the private doctor and his own driver.

Natsu Morikawa looked at the traces that were fading away, and then turned to look at the scum that was shattered, and suddenly an inexplicable fear surged into his heart.

Is the rumor true?

An hour later, the trace house-

"It's a minor injury, but I can't do strenuous sports for a few weeks, especially tennis." The private doctor bandaged his shoulders and spoke to him earnestly.

"Ahh He nodded, slowly closing his eyes.

Then the strange card popped into his mind, and he quickly pulled it out of his trouser pocket.

"To-kibe-kun: Please don't go to the old school building."

He had just thought it was a prank for a boring person, but now he found things very strange.

The person who sent the card was either behind the scenes, or someone in the know.

He stared at the card and secretly made up his mind.

The next day, when Keigo appeared at school in a plaster cast, he, who had always been the focus of the whole school, naturally became the hottest topic today.

#打石膏的迹部景吾#

"Oh my God, in my lifetime, I actually saw such a not-so-gorgeous side of Lord Jibe."

"At this time, I felt that the trace department was also a normal person."

"I heard he went to the old school building yesterday afternoon."

"No, isn't that ...... And the ability to attack? ”

"Shh

……

The campus is full of discussions about him, and as a friend around the trace, he naturally will not let go of this once-in-a-millennium event.

"Trace, you went to the old school building yesterday?" During the training of the tennis club, Shinobu Yu Shi leaned over to the trace department and asked with some curiosity.

"So what?" Traces glanced at him coldly.

Although he will not be able to return to action for a short time, he will still need to attend training. At this time, he was sitting on a bench, knocking on Erlang's leg, lazily staring at the situation on the tennis court. Even if he just sat there, he still looked arrogant, and he didn't feel sick at all, but it made people think that bandage dress had become mainstream recently.

"Eh, even if you're injured, do you want to rule the world?" Shinobu couldn't help but tease, and as expected, he received a roll of the eyes from his friend.

"Are you bored? Uncle Ben doesn't mind giving you a few times more training. ”

Hearing this, Shinobu shrugged his shoulders and shut up in amusement. If you continue to talk about it, it can be said that it is fun for a while, and you will be buried on the tennis court. He got up and was about to return to the tennis court when the voice of the trail came from behind him again.

"Bear with me, I'll come to the student office later."

Originally, he was still thinking about what would make the trace department speak, after all, he was not a member of the student council, and counting the time he wore a pink mask to complain, he went to the office only a handful of times.

When Shinobu walked into the student union office and saw the piles of homework books on the desk, he helped his forehead helplessly.

Sure enough, it's coolies. However, after learning about the part of the story, he thought it was strange, but it was very interesting.

"I thought it was a different kind of love letter." Ninja held a pink card in his hand, and according to the handwriting on it, eighty percent was from the girl's hand.

"Tokibe-kun: Please try to avoid being alone."

"It's really not an alternative invitation?" He couldn't help but laugh.

"You've read too many romance novels, right?" The trace looked at Shinobu with disdain.

Although he didn't want to admit that he had thought this way, after all, there were too many lessons from the past. Many people tried their best to get his attention. What's more, doing the opposite, such as doing all kinds of things that are not flashy in front of his eyes, this stupid thing will only disgust him. But with his always sensitive instincts, this time might be different from the previous ones.

"Although a person's handwriting doesn't change much, it is estimated that this kind of card will be deliberately written." Having said that, Shinobu still looked at the homework book in his hand seriously, and carefully compared the handwriting on it with the card on it.

"This little carving insect skill can't hide from Uncle Ben's eyes." Hold your fingers at an angle between your eyes.

Handwriting can be deliberately changed, but the writing habits maintained for many years are not easy to change, and the order and weight of each stroke cannot escape his sharp eyes.

When he turned to one of the homework books, the pupils of the trace part suddenly dilated, and the dark blue eyes instantly filled with confidence, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth also increased a lot.

Oh, there's no going wrong, it's definitely this one!

Then he flipped the homework book to the front, and when he saw the name on the cover, he was stunned for a moment.

Who's this?

He has an unforgettable memory, but he thought about it for a long time before he remembered that there seemed to be such a number one person in their class.