(The second watch, his mother patronized and chatted and called, there were a bunch of people at home, and the ten more may be hanging, I'll do my best)

And then it passed without any waves...... Something is impossible.

She is not a woman who has flinched after suffering a loss, but it is better to say that she must want to achieve what she believes in. It doesn't matter if you pray or by any other means.

Although it is said that we have hit a nail on our side, it does not mean that she has to back down or give up. Rather, her actions are premised on failure. It is meaningless to use this method alone, and sooner or later it will come back.

And it's also a school reason, it's impossible to tear the face. Even the students in this class know this, and this is something that everyone knows. So just dwell on it a little and you can let it go. Because victory is not easy to come by, but the enemy cannot be suppressed casually, that is what it is, the meaning can be expressed in a word.

Of course, my situation will not change in any way. I already knew about the ministry department, but when I heard that it was the teacher's request, it was like that.

When I was a student, the name "Teacher" always had an unusual magic. It's not that there are no teachers who really mingle with students, but they are very rare. Most of the impression of teachers is only majestic, and they cannot be disobeyed.

So my image is still unchanged. It's just a lucky, completely shameless one, although he says that he has good learning ability, but he is just a scumbag bastard. Once the stereotype is established, it is extremely difficult to change something. So Yiqiē is still not out of my control, it is all within the calculation reason.

…… Except for that crazy girl, Mahiro Tsuruoka.

"It's noon, what should I eat?"

"Ah, people want ramen~"

"Be careful to get fat when you eat ramen every day."

After watching Tsuruoka Mahiro's figure laugh with the other girls and leave the teacher, I leaned back in my chair and sighed softly.

Compared to the city patrol, I am more tricky for the girl Tsuruoka Mahiro. Because you can understand the reasons and ways of an ordinary person or a master, but you have no idea what a madman's mode of action is. That's a pointless thing.

I had thought about what her pattern of action was, but the results were hopeless.

It's interest.

Monsters driven by interest are the most difficult to deal with.

Compared with the kind of people who patrol the city, the difficulty of Tsuruoka Mahiro is simply a big step to the geometric stage. Even a skilled political committee member has no way to deal with this kind of monster, and he is completely helpless and can only act passively.

Because you don't know. Compared to what is known, the unknown is obviously something more terrifying and unpredictable, isn't it? Because I don't know what to think at all.

I don't know what her interests are, and I don't know what her goals are. I only know that she is driven by some kind of pleasure, guided by some kind of affection, which is why she has made so many moves. Although there seems to be nothing unusual on the surface, who can guarantee what will happen in the future? Will she suddenly go crazy and shake out all the qiē?

Personally, I don't care, I can handle it no matter what. But for others it's not so easy. If she goes crazy with her family, then the ending can almost be said to be ruinous. The odds are slim, but they can't be ignored.

"Why would I provoke this kind of person, sick or something, not beautiful......"

I couldn't help but hold my head and sigh, in exchange for the same expression as I looked under the snow.

But I can't even think of any kind of interaction under the snow now. Ah, how to say? It's like you're tired of getting tired of something you get your hands on in a few minutes.

Well, it's like you gambled on Yamato with a lot of hard work, but after waiting for a few hours for that excitement to pass, you didn't like it no matter how you looked at that consumption, and you gritted your teeth and stomped your feet to play drills to get married, and found that the ring was given to King Kong.

So I'm a person who likes the new and hates the old, and I'll definitely do it in the future, right?

But before that, finding a wife is a more serious and realistic problem. Well, who can be my wife? Huayang pro? Spike fruit? Or Haiwei?

It seems like it's a good choice to join all the favorites, right? Compared to the third dimension, the second dimension is simply synonymous with perfection. Don't worry about wearing green on your head.,Don't worry about bad words.,Don't worry about betrayal and pain.,It's just that the book at the annual exhibition is a little annoying.。

"The disgusting classmate in front of you has a little more delusional theater in his head."

Xue Xia shook his head as if he couldn't stand it, and glared at me helplessly. Then rummaged through his bag for something.

So it's really sad, snow under the snow. You can't do it now. In front of many two-dimensional heroines with distinct attributes and good behavior, your charm is only in the black and straight, noble and cold. That's all, there's no way to defeat the Guohuang!

Don't you want to win! Faced with the behemoth that defeated EVA, the courage to take on the challenge! Even if you're just a black straight noble beautiful girl, you have to show your strength and challenge the enemy who has no way to defeat at all. This is a decisive battle, an act full of beauty!

"Suicidal behavior is not called beauty or rebellion, it is just pure stupidity. I'm not going to do anything stupid, please keep that in mind. ”

"But after all, who is Honoka?"

"Don't care, it's just an idol."

"Really?"

Perfunctory my feelings, but forget it.

The snow that opened the bento box blinked a little dissatisfied, took out a few toothpicks from the bento box and inserted them on the cuttlefish sausage.

Should I say that under the snow is really careful? There is also a mezzanine inside the lunch box that I have never noticed. The chopsticks and toothpicks were neatly arranged in that compartment, and I couldn't help but wonder if the hot potato in my bag was the same.

But then again, it's noon, right? I'm supposed to eat, right?

But how could that kind of bento be taken and repaired! If you find out, you'll definitely die, right? It's better to say why I brought it with me with a brain cramp!

"Huh? Don't you eat it? ”

Under the snow, which was about to say 'I'm moving,' the chopsticks were holding their fingertips, they suddenly looked at me and tilted their heads strangely, as if wondering why I didn't take out the lunch box.