"What were you doing?"

When he went downstairs, he suddenly looked at Nakajo, because just now he noticed that this guy had been holding up his mobile phone to take a sneak peek.

"It's nothing, I just thought you said it well so I recorded it as a souvenir."

"Boring!"

Not interested in paying attention to them, Shota returned to his seat.

He didn't have to think about the rest of the things anymore, all he needed to do was simply wait, waiting for tomorrow's results, and he had a hunch that there would be a gust of wind in Sakurai Road.

"Congratulations to Shota-kun!"

As a friend, Xiao Lin immediately surrounded him when he came back, and seeing his happy appearance, Shota felt a little more relaxed.

"I just did what I had to do."

"Shota-kun ......"

Familiar voices, familiar figures. Kaoru Miyazono stood there a little like he wanted to say something, which made Shota a little curious.

"Is there anything wrong with Miyazono-san?"

"The ......"

Xiao Lin on the side was still a little eyesighted, and when he saw Kaoru Miyazono's stumbling appearance, he smiled and walked away, and now there were only the two of them left in the back row.

"Eventful."

Seeing him running away happily, Shota glanced at him, and Kaoru Miyazono looked at Kobayashi with some gratitude, and then looked down at Shota secretly with some fears.

"Does Shota-kun have time on the weekend?"

"I have to work part-time on weekends."

"Huh!?"

She never expected that this was the case for the first time she asked someone, and Shota didn't feel anything, after all, nothing was as important as him earning money to practice swords.

"Shota-kun! Bastard! ”

Kaoru Miyazono ran away crying, but Shota was still sitting there with his chin propped up and looking out the window. It's time to go home again to make money, and my hapless sister is going to call again.

When I thought of that guy's tone, Shota wanted to teach her a good lesson, but unfortunately she wasn't around.

Before school, he heard some rumors about himself, which can be roughly divided into three categories, one is the scum who plays with Kaoru Miyazono, the second is the beast that makes people's stomachs bigger, and the third is the scumbag who likes the new and hates the old.

When Nakajo told him about it, he couldn't help but laugh himself.

"It seems that the school still puts too little pressure on them, and I think about it all day long, and it seems that I have already figured out how to rectify those guys."

I didn't take this matter to heart, and since some things were fake, there was no need to take them seriously, so he went to work with his bag.

Today, Yui still didn't come, and Yoshizawa was surprisingly honest and didn't come to trouble him, so Shota took care of himself at the bar to study Fat Dalai until the store was about to close.

"You've been careful lately."

Yoshizawa was lying on the bar and looking at Shota with a focused face, while he was still concentrating on the consistency of the cream, without even lifting his eyelids.

"What's going on? Did those people come to you again? ”

The strength in the hand was unconsciously a little larger, and a semi-finished product was scrapped again.

"I heard that a few of them have been arrested and taken to the police station, but today a policeman came to me to ask about you."

"Police? What do you say. ”

Pick up a cup again, start by wiping the cup and pour in the coffee.

"Of course I don't know you, but you still have to be careful, those guys are serious extremists."

"Oh! I know. ”

For her reminder, although Shota didn't show anything on the surface, his eyes lowered his head revealed his true thoughts.

It was more real than fear, and the wound on his face was still aching, and the tension that was almost dying made him unable to extricate himself.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at his hands in shock, could it be that he had a mental illness of self-harm, which couldn't help but make him think for a while.

"What's wrong?"

Yoshizawa was a little nervous when he saw Shota suddenly changing his face, and leaned out to find out, but Shota immediately lowered his head and continued the work in hand.

"It's nothing that comes to mind."

"What's the matter?"

Yoshizawa continued to ask curiously, but Shota didn't want to bother with her anymore.

From the beginning, although Shota didn't look up, his body, which had been in that tense state of Iaido, sensed that someone had been watching this side, and although he didn't know who it was, it didn't matter anymore.

After getting off Ban Jize, he was standing downstairs, looking like he was waiting for him on purpose.

"It's so slow, I'm about to fall asleep."

"What are you waiting for me to do? I don't remember what I owe you. ”

Talking but Shota's footsteps didn't stop, and he didn't look like he didn't want to know the reason and didn't look like he was talking to you, which made Yoshizawa in the back speechless for a while.

"Please! When a girl talks to you, you have to stop and look at the person, which is the most basic courtesy. ”

"Why? Just because you're a girl, but unfortunately in my eyes I only see a person, that person has nothing to do with men and women! ”

Tilting his head to look at her, there was no other meaning in Shota's eyes at all, as if he was describing the night tonight.

This feeling had already arisen when he was studying the Satsuma Manifestation Stream, and when he held the wooden knife, there was only one thought in his head, whether the person in front of him was worthy of his sword, and nothing else.

"Hey! You're not going to get a girlfriend like that. ”

"yes, thanks for the reminder."

Seeing that Shota had gone farther and farther, Yoshizawa chased after him with a snort.

"I have nowhere to go."

"What's my business?"

"Since you saved me at that time, you should help someone send the Buddha to the west, otherwise why did you save me at that time."

"I didn't want to save you."

"What did you say!"

Looking at Yoshizawa's shocked expression, Shota didn't show any interest, turned around and continued walking.

"At that time, I would have shot at anyone, and my actions at that time had nothing to do with others, I just wanted to prove one thing."

"What do you want to prove!"

Yoshizawa looked at him with fear in his eyes, the current Shota was too strange to her to be a little indifferent, and there was no human touch in that look at all, just a simple explanation.

"I want to prove that my blood is still not hot......"

"Stinky little imp!"

Touching the head of Bao Xiangtai looked at her back helplessly, this woman really didn't understand human words at all, she said it so clearly, she simply gave Xiangtai a head up, and then walked in front with the bag in a puff.

What a hassle!

After staring at her for a while, he looked elsewhere, and the temperature of the night dropped, and as his mood changed, so did his mood.

The desire in his bones came out again, looking at the black hole in the street he was expecting something, but unfortunately it was almost home and nothing happened what he expected.

"Hey! What exactly do you want to do? ”

Ignoring him, he took out the key directly at the door.

"How do you have the key here?"

"Today is the last time I left, what's so strange about having the key here."

Yoshizawa shook the key in his hand and looked at Shota with a sly smile.

"What a troublesome woman!"