Chapter 3 Secondary 2 Illness and Transfer Students

03. Secondary 2 Illness and Transfer Students

Early Monday morning at Sakagami Middle School.

Even if there are students with club activities, they don't come early as Yueshi. It's a habit I used to develop as a librarian, and now I've been resigning from this position for a month but I still can't change it.

Noda-sensei didn't think there was any need for Tsukimi to leave the library.

"With Inoue's ability, you shouldn't have to worry about the position of the library conflicting with your studies."

"But with the work of the squad leader, there are some of them, and I can't cope with them." She made such an excuse.

"I'm feeling a little tired, sorry."

In the end, Mr. Noda still complied with Tsukimi's wishes.

Now think about what kind of illness you are committing...... She sat down in her seat and recalled her actions a month ago, almost as if she wanted to hit her head against the wall.

I quit my job as a librarian in order to participate in the Maple Leaf Club's newcomer awards, and I wanted to find more time to complete the work, but in the end, I didn't write anything and missed the deadline.

The worst ......

I decided with such excitement and gave up at will.

"Form 2...... Exploded. ”

Last night, I probably googled the meaning of the so-called middle two diseases, but Yueshi still can't fully understand it, after all, the definition above is too **. But I vaguely feel that my behavior is the behavior of the second second.

"Uh......h Never mind. ”

Now that none of her classmates have come, she took out the manuscript paper and spread it on the table, and now she can write something more.

Compared with typing on the keyboard, handwritten words will be more realistic, and finding time to write something every day is a simple entertainment for the moon.

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Spellbook ...... Dark Sacred Texts.

Magic of your own.

The girl's name is Yuki Matsuhashi, and she is a friend of the magician.

"How is that possible?" Magic is a thing that doesn't exist in reality, and she knows very well that she can't touch those incredible things in any case, after writing fantasy stories for two years.

"Click" "Click"

It's easy to hear footsteps in the hallway clearly, and when there's no one there, a person's presence is amplified in this way.

Tsukimi looked warily in the direction of the back door, if it was a classmate in her own class, she would quietly put the manuscript back in her school bag, because she was sitting in the front row, so she had enough time.

Walking through the corridor was Yuki Matsuhashi, who had changed into a Sakagami Junior High School summer uniform and wore a third-year tie.

Compared with the sailor-style school uniform I saw before, the current style of wearing a wool vest outside the short sleeves looks more capable, the skirt is longer than the knee, and the stockings always feel like a big sister in temperament, obviously only a little taller than myself in height.

Yuki said that he was a transfer student.

"......" Tsukimi originally thought that even if she was a transfer student, she would not be able to meet so quickly, maybe the last few months were like a passerby, but she didn't expect that she would meet Yuki again less than a day apart.

Is it a transfer to our class?

Seeing the open classroom door, Yuki wondered who the person who came so early would be, after all, she herself likes to wake up early, and for some special reasons she likes to stay in an empty classroom.

In the classroom, Inoue Tsukishi looked at her in a daze.

"......" Yuki was taken aback at first, but soon smiled and raised his hand to greet Tsukimi.

"Yo."

"Good morning."

After the simple greeting, Tsukishi stiffened, and his mind was completely blank what to say.

Why is she so nervous.

The cold field of the mystery.

"That, Matsuhashi-san is transferring to our class?"

"Three years and two classes...... It's a pity not to be in the same class. ”

"Next door."

It turned out to be just passing by.

Yueshi thought to herself with a little pity.

"Thank you for yesterday."

"No, I didn't have to be so polite if I thanked you yesterday?????????."

Yuki also seemed to be a little unable to cope with this situation, she was still standing outside the door, and she didn't mean to come in, looking at Tsukimi, she accidentally noticed the manuscript paper on the other party's desktop and the pen in her hand.

"Inoue-san is writing a novel?"

"Novels or something, it's just homework, that, how can I write a novel that is so powerful."

Lying again.

"That's right...... Well, see you later. ”

"See you later."

After seeing Yueshi's embarrassment, he didn't ask, and Yuki went to the second class of the third year.

Yueshi is a third-year class, and the two of them are only separated by a wall, so it's easy to see each other again, and you can probably see each other again after class.

"Well, what the hell am I thinking?"

Not in the mood to continue writing, she cleaned up her desk and began to review her homework.

This year, it's the end, but there is no reluctance and remembrance in my heart.

When she was in middle school, she came alone.

"Well, forget it."

I didn't expect much from it anyway.

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"You know, there's a new transfer student next door."

"Male? Woman? ”

"Huhu, it's a cute girl."

"Damn, that guy Ryotaro is in the second class."

"Ahh

The news of Yuki's transfer quickly spread to the first class.,It's understandable.,After all, it's an eye-catching beautiful girl transfer student.,It's said that Cheng DΓΉ, who was also the first in the grade in the original school.。

Yuki Matsuhashi, both talented and colorful.

Naturally, it will attract the attention of others.

"What, those boys."

"When I see a cute girl, I can't walk, it's the most disgusting."

After class, they were divided into two "factions" because of the gender of the transfer students, and the boys and girls had a really subtle attitude towards Yuki.

"Now, does the class leader know about the transfer students?"

Eh...... Something doesn't seem good.

"Inoue must have gotten some news from the head teacher."

A classmate named Kenta Mishima suddenly asked Tsukimi: "After all, he is the class president, and the news of the transfer student must have been known for a long time." ”

"Kenta, don't mess around, if you want to see transfer students, you can just go yourself." Kagamiya Yu in the same class stood in front of Yueshi.,It's a short-haired and handsome girl.,More boyish.,It's also one of the few girls in the class who can get along with boys.,But it's only against Kenta.。

"Cut, old woman."

"What did you say?"

"Two, don't quarrel." Yueshi came forward to be a peacemaker.

"Now, the class leader knows about the transfer student next door." Kenta is still asking.

"Count, I've seen it......" accidentally said something missing.

"What kind of person is it? Is it really a beautiful girl? ”

This time, everyone looked at Nanami, no matter how much the two factions competed against each other, but they were all curious about Yuki in their hearts.

"Well, a very nice guy."

Although it was cold at first glance, it was actually very kind.

"Okay?"

"Be specific, sir."

Yuki didn't embarrass me.

"To be specific, I'm not familiar with it, so I can't help it...... That one...... I'm sorry. "The voice is getting lower and lower.

"Ah, forget it, let's go see for ourselves." Kenta said that he summoned his classmates and wanted to go next door, but Yuno stopped him and said, "Class is about to start, go back to your seat." ”

Inoue lowered her head and stared at the books on the table.

What was she expecting?

Expect from people you don't know.

"The second one exploded ......"

I didn't see Yuki again until the lunch break that day, and the transfer students who were surrounded by layers of classmates were not so easy to escape.

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Generally, there is no business to deal with, Yueshi will not leave her seat, and everyone asks friends to go to the cafeteria together during the lunch break, or to eat lunch, but no one comes to ask her to come along.

Be accustomed to something.

Yueshi got along well with everyone, and everyone smiled at her, but no one was really angry with her.

There is nothing but the bond of classmates.

After graduating, walking on the street will only bow your head and pretend not to know and walk briskly.

Picking up the bento prepared by his father, Yueshi was ready to go to lunch, and he was thirsty without drinking water in the morning, and he still had some change in his pocket, so he went to the vending machine first.

Walking out of the classroom, I happened to meet a student in the second class.,It seems to be surnamed Hinata.,I've met again at the class committee of the grade before.,The image of the glasses man is quite impressive.。

"Inoue?" Hinata saw her as if she had seen a savior.

Next to him stood Yuki.

"Hinata-san." Yuki didn't say hello to Inoue, and Tsukimi had to respond to Hinata first.

"This is a transfer student in our class today, Yuki Matsuhashi."

"yes, I know."

"Well, after all, it's very open." Hinata scratched her head in embarrassment, then folded her hands above her head.

"Please, can Inoue please take Matsuhashi-san to visit the school."

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"I still have the affairs of the student council today, and I can't help but complete this task that the teacher has arranged for me, so please help me."

"Yes, you can."

She agreed to the request of the others.

"Thank you very much." Hinata whispered something to Yuki and rushed to the student council meeting room.

"At first, the teacher asked for his opinion, but he didn't refuse."

Yuki said as he looked at Hinata's back

"Then I don't dare to ask my classmates, but when I see Inoue, I can easily unload my task to you."

Like a child.

"Good afternoon." She raised her hand to Tsukishi, just as she had done in the morning.

"Matsuhashi...... Good afternoon. ”

The brown-haired girl picked up the lunch box in her hand

"Take me for a good walk, and as a thank you, the octopus sausage will be eaten for you."

She seems to be a person who likes to use food as a thank you gift.