The private Misaki High School - the ultra-luxury stretch car was parked outside this school.

"Miss, I will handle your luggage for you, but Young Master Ueya's admission procedures need to be handled by you for him." Kamiya heard a hint of helplessness from the butler's words.

"Why?" A melodious female voice like a silver bell rang in the ears of the ancients.

"It's ...... The meaning of home. "The housekeeper was also in a difficult situation.

"Click~~~~" The angelic beautiful girl pushed the car door and walked into the school with an umbrella, ignoring the slightest meaning of Shanggu.

"That'...... I was rude first. Kamiya embarrassedly got out of the car and bowed to the butler.

"I'll take care of your luggage." The butler nodded towards Kamigu.

"Huh?" Kamiya was a little confused.

"After the lodging, the lady will take you to the place herself." Nodding politely, the butler said this and drove away.

"...................................." Kamiya still hasn't slowed down.

"What do you mean Miss takes me there...... I can't live in a ~~~~~," he smiled self-deprecatingly, and Kamiya quickly ran in the direction where Miss Kuenji had left.

On the way, I didn't meet any students, and I didn't see anyone doing club activities, and there was a sign on the door of the teacher's office that said "Resting", and next to it was Miss Kuenji standing there with a blank face holding a document in her hand.

"Wow~~~" The hand holding the information reached over.

"Uh......" Kamiya took the information in horror.

"Do it yourself," Miss Kuenji's dangerous gaze seemed to warn Ueya.

"Dangdangdang~~~~~~"

"Please come in."

Permission from Kamiya opened the office door, where a teacher was sitting at his desk.

He wears a simple but not simple suit shirt, with a gentle expression on his face, but with thin-rimmed glasses that symbolize severity. This is a gentleman man in his mid-twenties-year-old, smoking a cigarette that does not match his image.

"Ueya-san, right?" The teacher stood up and walked towards the upper valley.

"Yes." In the face of the teacher, Ueya, a student, has always been a little reserved.

"Just call me Shancheng, don't be so restrained, please take a seat." Mr. Yamashiro waved his hand.

"Thank you." Kamiya sat down across from his desk and handed the documents to Mr. Yamashiro.

"Your matter has already been greeted by the Jiuyuan Temple family, but Miss Jiuyuan Temple who said that she would come over in person to vouch for it, she ......"

Facing the puzzled Yamashiro sensei, Kamiya pointed out the door.

"Oh, hehe, I see."

It seems that the angel beauty Miss Kuenji has a problem with her personality, and the Kuenji family also greeted him.

"Then, you go to the classroom and wait for a while, the student council president will come over later, and it just so happens that there is also a third-year transfer student here today, you might as well familiarize yourself with it first."

"Okay, then I'll go first." Kamiya stood up and left the office.

"I don't seem to ask the location......" Just as Kamiya wanted to go back and ask, he found that Miss Kuenji at the door was no longer there.

Although "Alas......" has been mentally prepared, it is still very disappointing to be really thrown off so ruthlessly.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Kamiya noticed a familiar smell upstairs.

"Why...... Feeling déjà vu? Ueya's consciousness seemed to lock onto something, causing him to involuntarily walk upstairs.

Private Misaki High School, conference room

There were just a few rectangular tables as usual, and there was only one person in the room. It had been a long time since he had been invited to this room and asked to sit here and wait. But the boy was like a scarecrow in the field, obeying the instructions. I don't know if I didn't hear the teacher's phrase "you can turn on the heating", but the people waiting in the house didn't turn on the heating. He sighed lightly at his fingertips as he blankly surveyed his surroundings.

"Ugh!" Suddenly, the boy felt a chill, as if he was being targeted by an extremely dangerous beast, and his hair stood on end.

He picked up a table leg and hid by the window, attacking and retreating.

Private Misaki High School, 3rd floor

"It's right in front of here." With a feeling, Kamiya walked outside a large classroom.

"Conference room." There is a sign like this on the door.

"The breath has weakened." The red light in Kamiya's eyes gradually faded.

"Huh~~~~~" Kamiya took a deep breath and checked the spare water pipe that came out of the toilet on the third floor.

"Bang!" The door to the conference room was kicked open!

"Whoosh~~" A dark shadow sped in.

"It's definitely fake...... The master in the mountains taught ......" The boy who was squatting by the window gradually approached the door.

"Whoosh~~" Another black shadow followed closely.

"This is it!" The young man in the room picked up the table leg and hit it.

"Bang!" The table leg and the chair collided violently, and he was numb.

“！” The young man in the room suddenly widened his eyes, he was calculated!

At this moment, a third black shadow flashed out of the doorway, and the black shadow froze down, picked up the iron pipe, and struck it.

"The driver is still an old spirit~~~~" Hearing a noise in the house, Kamiya realized that the plan had succeeded, so he walked in in style.

"Bang~" The iron pipe hit the opponent opposite, it was a young man who seemed to be very quiet, although it could not be said to be weak, but it still looked very weak.

"That's the kind of person?" There was a hint of hesitation in Kamiya's heart, but the body touched by the iron pipe was actually retracting his breath, in a vain attempt to unload the force he had exerted on him.

"Delusional!" Kamiya pushed him out with the afterburner in his hand.

"Bang~~~" The weak young man hit the wall all of a sudden, and unexpectedly did not collapse to the ground, but rolled and ran out of the back door of the conference room.

"Want to run?" Kamiya did not hesitate, and instantly chased after him.

The sound of running "da-da-da" resounded on the third floor.

During the chase, the weak young man in front of him actually braked suddenly, and with the centrifugal force of turning, he rounded his fist and turned around with a punch.

The punch wasn't strong, but it was angled, and it happened to be the heart of the pursuers in the rear. If it is confirmed, Kamiya will suffer from sequelae such as heart disease even if he does not die suddenly.

“！” Kamiya was startled, hurriedly retreated and turned around, narrowly avoiding the punch.

The weak young man turned around and punched too hard, and rushed out several times, and it was supposed to be farther away, but he actually bowed his legs and cushioned the inertia of the forward rush with his joints.

"Whew~~~Whoosh~~~~" The two who came to slow down waved their weapons at the same time.

"Wow!" The steel pipe and the table legs hit violently.

"That ......" Just as the weapons exchanged weapons and the water pipe table leg battle was about to heat up, the voice of Mr. Yamashiro came from not far away from the two.

"Oh, I've kept you waiting, what are you?" There was a hint of embarrassment in Mr. Yamashiro's voice.