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Yuta Tomigashi looked around in front of the school building, as if looking for someone.

The little bird You Liuhua stood beside him, covering his eyes with one hand, leaning in front of him with the other, his five fingers closed in a gripping shape, and said in a low voice: "The dark flame envoy, do you feel it... The breath of the approaching wind! ”

The flames make your sister!!

Yuta Tomigashi's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he first looked around extremely nervously, and saw that no one had noticed what was happening here, and then he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Liuhua... Who is the Black Flame Herald? ”

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Yuta Tomigashi, and the ghost-like tone of weakness caused a layer of goosebumps on Tomigashi's arms, and a cool air rose down his spine.

Yuta Tomigashi trembled, and ran forward a few steps quickly, and when he saw that the 'ghost' was not chasing, he turned around slowly and stiffly.

"Teenager... How big is your reaction? Ya's figure appeared where Yuta Tomigashi had been standing before, and blinked in confusion.

"It's clearly Ya classmate, you don't have a sound when you walk, right?" Yuta Tomigashi clutched his chest and gasped for breath.

"Okay, I'll try to pay attention next time." Yachong Yong smiled apologetically, and then looked at the bird You Liuhua, "But then again, Liuhua ...... Who is that pitch-black flame envoy? ”

To be able to have this kind of title comparable to the 'True Eye of the Evil King' at the second level will definitely not be a general person......

"Huh... Ha ha... Let's not care about this kind of trivial matter, the opening ceremony is about to start, and if you don't go, you will be late! Yuta Tomigashi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and laughed dryly.

"I said boy," Ya stared at Yuta with a strange gaze, "You can't be the so-called 'Black Flame Messenger', right?" ”

"Heh... Hehe... I don't understand what you're talking about. Yuta Tomigashi swallowed his saliva hard, with a smile on his face that couldn't be faker, and he couldn't admit it even if he was determined to die.

"Hmph..."The little bird You Liuhua, who had been silent for a long time, spoke at this time, with a regretful chuckle on the corner of her mouth, shook her head regretfully, raised her hand and pointed at Yuta Tomigashi, and said with great momentum: "Don't run away anymore, your efforts will eventually come to naught... The black flame makes yo! ”

“！！” After hearing this, Ya's face changed again and again, and he hurriedly took two steps back and distanced himself from Yuta......

Tomigashi Yongtai wanted to cry without tears: "Wait, Ya, you listen to my explanation!" ”

…… Boy, you're hiding too deeply. I was almost deceived by you! Stay away from me, you pervert disguised as a normal person, the second in the pervert!

Looking at Ya who was retreating again, Yuta read the above passage from his face.

"Bring out your true strength, Pitch Black Flame Envoy... Your true identity has been revealed by the swordsman who wields the wind, and what awaits you will be... Not! ”

The little bird You Liuhua squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, looking at Ya pitifully.

The corners of Ya's mouth twitched and withdrew the knife, and looked at Yuta to squeeze out a distorted smile, "Heh... Hehe, don't care... Liuhua always says something inexplicable. ”

"Oh, hehe, is that so, the swordsman who controls the wind..."Yuta Tomigashi seemed to be smiling.

Ya: "......"

"I really didn't expect that, it turns out that you're also..."

"Don't go too far, that messy swordsman has nothing to do with me!!"

"I'm not a dark flame bearer either!!"

The two opened their voices and snarled at each other at the same time.

At this time, Rokuka rubbed her head and came back from the full state of the ground. She pressed her small hand lightly on her blindfold, as if a devout believer was chanting a prayer, "What a puzzling, a fate that even the true eyes of the evil king cannot see...... Why are you so reluctant to face up to the identities of you and the others, who control the fire and the wind..."

Ya and Yuta Tomigashi were full of madness: "Shut up for me!" ”

……

The opening ceremony was still made up of meaningless nonsense, so halfway through the ceremony, Ah left the auditorium on the pretext of going to the toilet.

"Anyway... How to get to the rooftop of this school? ”

Ya put her hands in her coat pockets and walked around the school building, her shoes making a slight noise against the wooden floor.

Suddenly, a familiar faint smell of tobacco entered Ya's nostrils.

Hm... No need to go to the rooftop.

Ya turned into the men's restroom around the corner ahead.

Freshmen waste their time at the opening ceremony, while upperclassmen attend morning classes in the classroom.

Of course, there are always people who are reluctant to follow these rules.

In the men's bathroom, several senior students are leaning against a cleanly cleaned tile wall and spewing mist.

Ya glanced at the men, picked a corner, and lit a cigarette.

"Hey... Boy, are you a new transfer, why haven't I seen you? "There are always energetic students in the school.

Yawei narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall boy standing in front of him.

"I'm asking you, you... Can't you hear me? Swept by Ya's indifferent eyes, the tall boy's momentum couldn't help but weaken a little.

As he spoke, the rest of the senior students also walked over with cigarettes in their mouths and surrounded Ya.

In Ya's second memory: Campus Tyrant. Ling has always been a ridiculous thing...... It's all students, and whoever is worse than the other can be much worse. People who are really powerful can't afford to deal with ordinary students.

"Hey, are you scared?" One of the seniors smiled and tried to reach out and pat Ya's face.

But the moment his hand lifted his chest, he was firmly clamped by Ya.

Ya threw the unfinished cigarette into the urinal, and the hand was forcefully broken down, and the senior student cried out in pain and covered his wrist and bowed down.

Seeing that his companion was badly punished by Aji, the rest of the people shouted and cursed twice and rushed up.

……

Ten minutes later, the seniors were standing in a row against the wall, each with their hair and clothes disheveled, but their eyes shining with excitement.

Ya didn't take a heavy hand, and he didn't slap his face, because these people were only high school students after all.

"......" Ya held a delicately packaged cigarette, and the rich aroma of tobacco overflowed his mouth.

"Aniki, do you want another one?" An upperclassman smiled flatteringly and handed over a half-open cigarette case.

"Forget it, just don't bother me anymore."

"How is it possible, from today onwards, you are our big brother!" The senior student handing out the cigarette shouted loudly.

"That's right, Aniki, please guide us!"

"That's it, why are you so strong!"

"Strength is only secondary, the most important thing is the eyes of the big brother! That cold feeling, swept away, as if it was about to be killed... It's so handsome! ”

"That's right, that's right," the rest chimed in.

...... "Is my eyes really that scary?"

High school students are impulsive and hot-blooded, and often make some ridiculous mistakes. But at the same time, there are not so many twists and turns in their hearts, as long as they treat each other as friends, they will treat them with sincerity.

After the kung fu of two cigarettes, Ya chatted and laughed with these senior students, but Ya resolutely would not accept such a thing as 'being a big brother'.

After a while, the sound of a crowd walking in the corridor at his feet came from the soles of his feet, Ya shook his collar and said to a few people: "Our opening ceremony is over, I'll go first, and we will have a chance to talk again!" ”

"Understand, big brother go slowly!" xn

Ya rolled their eyes angrily, turned and walked out of the bathroom. But what Yawan didn't expect was... Only half a minute after he left, the senior students gathered together, muttered mysteriously, and then ran out of the men's bathroom with excited faces......

When Ya went downstairs, he happened to meet the students in his class returning to the classroom.

"Wind...! Not... Ernie sauce. Under the threat of Ya's eyes, Liuhua had no choice but to change her words.

"Ya, where did you go before, why did you disappear in a blink of an eye?" Yuta greeted with a smile.

"I had an upset stomach and went to the toilet." Ya smiled in response.

Seeing that Ya was so easy to talk to, the other students in the class also came over, looking like they wanted to strengthen their relationship with Ya.

Ha... My high school life is finally on track, and I look at my classmates in front of me and feel emotional...

It's not my fault that my eyes are vicious, no matter how much I think about it!

However, as if something had happened suddenly, everyone's movements froze in unison, and then they looked behind Ya in panic.

An ominous premonition welled up in Ya's heart, and he turned his head to look......

I saw six or seven senior boys who looked like they were standing in a row with their shoulders hooked, their clothes and hair not having time to be tidied up, and their smiles were very arrogant, so they almost wrote on their faces, 'That's right, labor and management are bad teenagers'.

When they saw Ya turn around, they all smiled flatteringly, and then bent down unevenly.

"A-Niki!!"

This 'big brother' lingered in the corridor of the first year of high school......

Liuhua's 'Si Guoyi' shouted echoed in his ears, and Ya's face changed repeatedly between gloom and paleness......

He knows... From this moment on, the good high school life that belonged to him has become a thing of the past.

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ps: I was discovered by old readers to open a new pit...... So shy.

Collections are growing so fast, but what I really want is recommendations......

And then I have considered this plot, after all, the second disease is youth, whose youth has not been impulsive?