Seeing the appearance of the little white face, Natsuori Asano was angry, and he couldn't wait to hold his hateful face immediately, and also gnawed out a bag for him, to see if he was still smiling.

Who is to blame for this? It's not that black-hearted woman to blame! In the name of the kendo competition, I beat Miss Ben, if it weren't for my height disadvantage! I'm the one who wins.

Where did Shirakawa Zehei think that Natsuori Asano's injury was actually caused by himself, and he would wear protective clothing in the kendo competition, and it was impossible to hit him in the head. The reason is that this little girl is unwilling to lose the competition, and the bamboo sword rebounds to his head when he is incompetent and angry.

The enemy was not injured, but he lost a thousand of himself.

"That's... Asano-san, your injury..."

“… The wound on my head... He was attacked and beaten by someone. ”

Natsuori Asano sighed faintly, relying on Shirakawa Sawapei's complete ignorance, and began to make up stories and pretend to be pitiful.

"It was an extremely arrogant, dark-bellied, aloof paranoid man who was good for nothing but his face, and who was dismissive of things he was not interested in! He doesn't take the hateful guy who looks at people squarely! ”

Natsuori Asano seized the opportunity and began to discredit her old enemy.

"Anyway, for various reasons, she held a grudge against me, so she secretly ambushed me after school."

Shirakawasawa has a strange color, why listen to Asano Natsuori's description, the nature of this incident is so like a schoolboy seeking revenge.

Don't leave after school! Wait for me!

Wait, wait! There's a kind of don't call people!

"I see." Shirakawa Sawahei comforted: "Actually, your injury doesn't look very obvious, and you should be able to go to school in a day or two." ”

"If only that were the case." Little Lori lowered her head and pretended to be pitiful: "It's a pity that I can't beat her, otherwise, I must make her apologize to me." ”

"Shirakawa-san... Will you seek justice for me? ”

Natsuori Asano blinked, the light of hope projecting from the bottom of his eyes, almost melting Shirakawa Sawapei. He stubbornly turned his head to look away and said, "This... When is the time for retribution? Revenge thing... It's better for Asano-san to solve it himself. ”

He really didn't dare to agree to the little Lori's request, not to mention whether this kind of childish behavior of seeking revenge from his brothers and sisters and seeking justice should be or not, Shirakawa Zehei always felt that there was a strange dangerous light in the eyes of this little Lori.

It's like watching the light from the hunter's eyes before the prey falls into the trap.

Seeing the prey in her hand fleeing, Little Lori suddenly let out a sigh of loss. It's a pity that I couldn't provoke the little white face and the black-hearted woman to go online.

Shirakawa Sawapei steered the topic elsewhere: "Did the Kimura squad leader tell you?" The two of us participated in the cultural festival competition. ”

Natsuori Asano was stunned: "No." ”

"It's the competition, threesomes." Shirakawa Sawahei asked, "Does Asano-san know anything about games and variety entertainment?" ”

"Variety entertainment is okay, I don't know much about games." Natsuori Asano hesitated for a moment and said.

She had long thought about the plan to participate with Little White Face, but she never had the opportunity to do so. She thought that Shirakawa Zehei would be very wary of her and refused her to participate in the competition, but she didn't expect that this would actually take the initiative to invite her.

What's the situation, the little white face was taken away? Or does he feel guilty about me and wants to get closer to me?

Shirakawa Sawapei pondered for a moment, and then sent a message to Kimura Takanomiya, to the effect that the requirements for finding teammates could be narrowed down a little and not as strict as before.

Takanomiya Kimura quickly replied, and Shirakawa Sawahei glanced at it and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Kimura Chonggong doesn't seem to be able to find a suitable candidate on the side, and the game dead house boys who are good at talent don't dare to participate on stage, and those who dare to participate don't want to be the background board of Shirakawa Ze's paperback.

In their words, it feels very stressful to compete with Shirakawa-san, and it feels humiliating if you don't play well.

There is a girl who has a few brushes, but after listening to the gossip in the class, she resolutely rejected the class leader's proposal, and it is bound to match the CP of Natsuori Asano and Shirakawa Sawapei.

Shirakawa Zehei didn't quite understand the idea of these thigh pendants, but since they didn't dare to go up, it was impossible for him to force each other with a knife.

[Is it okay for me and Asano-san to compete?] Shirakawa Sawahei asked.

[This... The rules can be yes, but Shirakawa-san, you two...]

[It's okay to have one less person.] 】

Xueshen said that he wanted to take his sister to install the wall, where did Kimura Chonggong dare to object, and immediately said that Shirakawa-san, I believe in you, you will definitely be able to get a good ranking, and then hurriedly went offline to make a list of participants.

After solving this matter, Shirakawa Zehei said to the little Lori who was leaning on the bed: "Although it's a team of three, it's only the two of us who participate, no problem, right?" ”

Natsuori Asano nodded subconsciously.

Shirakawa Zehei smiled with satisfaction, little Lori is still very well-behaved when she is not doing things.

As for the game, relying on the talent of memorability, I will be able to take a surprise attack on Wikipedia temporarily, and I should be able to top it.

"Will your family come back in the evening?"

"If we don't come back, let's go eat."

"Or do you want me to pack it for you and bring it back?"

Natsuori Asano hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

Finally, the little white-faced conscience found that if the relationship can be brought closer, then such an opportunity cannot be missed.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I don't know when my great cause of revenge will be completed.

"Ahh My hijab. Natsuori Asano never forgets to maintain her appearance.

"What are we going to eat?"

"You do."

"Then let's go eat Gome fried rice, I want to try that!"

"Let's get another one."

“？？？ Didn't you say I was going to do it? ”

……

Akehisa High School, inside the office.

A middle-aged female teacher is painstakingly persuading the amazing girl in front of her, from the perspective of class righteousness, and then starting to play the emotional card, persuading Hayakawa Summer Solstice to participate in this cultural festival competition in an all-round way.

"Hayakawa-san, Mr. Takagi hasn't asked you for anything in normal times..."

"Mr. Takagi doesn't have a good memory." Hayakawa said lightly.

"Ahem... Then be a teacher and beg you again..."

After hearing that Hayakawa Summer Solstice was not interested in participating in the cultural festival competition, let alone the head teacher of Takagi, the student council president Takuma Mita was directly scared half to death. The starting point of this event is for the heroine of Hayakawa Summer Solstice, if she doesn't appear at all, then what's the point of planning by herself.

"This event is very meaningful, and it doesn't affect your evening piano performance..."

Hayakawa Xia Zhi was still unmoved, and refused: "Sorry teacher, I'm not interested." ”

Hearing this, the head teacher Takagi sighed regretfully, she knew her student's temper, even as a head teacher, she didn't feel that she had the momentum and right to force her to do anything.

"In that case, the teacher has no choice but to find other students to form a team..."

"Thank you, teacher, then I'll take my leave first." Hayakawa Summer Solstice stood up and bowed slightly.

She moved slightly, and when she was about to reach the door, she suddenly heard two teachers discussing something.

"Nana, Inoue-sensei, have you heard, that Shirakawa-kun in Uehara-sensei's class, this time only one girl is going to compete."

"Well, I've heard Uehara-sensei say it! It's the new transfer student.,Ah~ The way young people fall in love is really romantic.,If there was such a god of learning to take me to the wall when I was young.,Then I'll definitely remember it for life.。 ”

"Shirakawa-kun takes his sister to participate in the competition, this is a challenge to other boys, if there is an opponent on a par with him, it will be interesting..."

Hayakawa Natsusol was silent for a while, then slowly turned around and returned to head teacher Takagi.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Takagi."

"I take back what I just said."

"Huh?" Mr. Takagi looked confused.

Hayakawa Natsusol raised his delicate and good-looking eyebrows, as if he was competing with something: "I said, I suddenly want to compete." ”

"And, it's enough for me to be on my own."