After washing my face, brushing my teeth, rinsing my mouth, and completing a series of wake-up steps, I changed into a new uniform.

When I went to school in China, I also wore school uniforms, but it was more accurate to say that I would have sportswear, so I was very interested in the uniforms this time.

The plain striped top, yellow jacket, blue pants, and school uniform based on the suit are full of freshness from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

“OK！ Hair YES! Clothes YES! Well, get out! ”

When I opened the door excitedly, I saw Miss Misae outside.

"Ahh

It seems that I scared her, am I so horrified?

"Good morning, Miss Misae."

"Ah, Scarlet-kun is already up."

"Yes, because today is a new semester, it's not good to be late."

"It's nice that you, if only the fools here were good babies like you."

Miss Misae shook her head with a sigh.

Looks like she's having a hard time...

"Excuse me, what are you going to do with a spatula and a soup spoon?"

I looked at her "weapon" with some trepidation.

"This hemp is a prop used to get you out of bed. Of course, you don't seem to need Scarlet Leaves. ”

"Haha, yes, yes," I walked out and closed the door with a dry smile, then nodded to Miss Misae, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Well, let's go to school! Goodbye. ”

I ran down the stairs as if I was running away, and when I was downstairs, I seemed to hear the screams of Haruhara coming from above.

Amen, Haruhara. I hope I can see you in human form at school...

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When I arrived at the school early, I immediately reported to the academic office.

When I came out of the office after completing the rest of the transfer procedures, I saw from upstairs that many students had already arrived, but there were still some students gathered on the bulletin board downstairs.

"That's the class list, Izumi-san doesn't know, right? In Japan, classes are reassigned every school year. ”

This is, a young man with glasses walked up to me and explained to me.

I remember seeing him in the academic office just now, and it seemed to be called... Ishikawa?

"That, you are?"

"Ah, that's rude. I'm the homeroom teacher of your upcoming class, Keigo Ishikawa. ”

"Don't I have to look at the placement list?"

"Because you're a transfer student, I helped you sort out classes at the beginning."

Mr. Ishikawa explained to me with a smile on his face.

Really a very kind and reliable teacher.

"Oh, then may I ask the teacher which class I am?"

"Well, come with me. It's almost time for the morning meeting, and I'll take you to class and introduce you to everyone. ”

Sure enough, as the teacher said, the bell rang halfway to the classroom, and many students rushed into the classroom.

Even so, when they passed me, some people turned their heads to me curiously. It feels like an animal in a traveling exhibition, and it's weird and uncomfortable.

"Haha, don't mind. There are very few transfer students in our school, and it is normal for everyone to be curious. Mr. Ishikawa comforted me as if he had seen through my thoughts, "Ah, here we are." ”

"You wait here for a while, and when I call you in, please introduce yourself."

"Yes, I see."

Watching Mr. Ishikawa walk into the classroom, the classroom, which was still noisy, suddenly fell silent.

Is this the prestige of the so-called teacher?

In this way, I heard that the school structure in Japan seems to be composed of two systems: teachers and student councils, and there seems to be a "parent association"? Be... And what?

Just as I began to think about the useless knowledge that my eldest brother had instilled before I came here, the classroom, which had been quiet, suddenly erupted in cheers and screams.

Shriek?

Please, what are you doing in there? CheersI understand, maybe the teacher announced that something is going to start, or that there is no need to hand in homework during the holidays, but how can you scream?

I honestly stood at the door of the classroom, suppressing my curiosity and not looking into the classroom, but still trying to prick up my ears and listen carefully to the voices inside. But it's a pity that in addition to the noise is the noise, I finally heard Ishikawa-sensei's voice but it was confused by other sounds.

Teacher, you should also suppress the boiling degree of the students a little!

In an instant, the image of a reliable teacher slowly melted into the sand...

"Izumi-san, please come in."

Stopping this non-nourishing thought, I patted my cheek as if I was cheering myself up.

Smile, smile, GO!

I took a deep breath and opened the classroom door with a slight tremble...

Not!

Dozens of lines of sight in the classroom were shooting at me, and suddenly, I was a little blindfolded.

Even at the banquet at home, I have never been baptized by such a "warm" gaze.

Hard-headed, I walked to the podium with the eyes of my classmates and the smile of my teacher, wrote "Izumi Scarlet Leaves" on the blackboard, turned around, took a deep breath - bow!

"I'm a spring scarlet leaf who transferred from China today, it may be a little inconsiderate, and I would like to ask you for more advice!"

……

Ah, silence.

I looked up a little uneasily.

"Wow——— so cute!"

With the screams of a girl, in an instant, the quiet classroom erupted in cheers again.

Huh, cute?

I got stuck on the spot.

"Nana, classmate Quan, are you really from China?"

"Well, I grew up in China."

"Izumi: Did you learn Japanese specifically?"

"Because my mother is Japanese, I studied it."

"What's your interest?"

"Huh? There's nothing particularly like about this. ”

"Quan-kun, what type of girl do you like?"

"This, this..."

Everyone ran up to me and surrounded me and asked all kinds of questions that interested them.

"Does Izumi-san have a girlfriend? If not, what about me? ”

"No, no, but this, I'm afraid..."

"Izumi, you're so cute, it's a shame to be a boy-"

“…”

"Let's join the baseball club and rush to Koshien together!"

"Forget it, I'm not very good at sports."

It's really various...

While responding to the enthusiastic classmates, I cast an SOS look of "HELPME" at Mr. Ishikawa, who was smiling on the sidelines. But what I got was a gentle smile from Ishikawa-sensei + a thumbs up.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have trusted your, teacher...

When I wanted to cry without tears, a very impressive sound came from outside the crowd - "touch"!

"You guys, it's still class time, ignoring me, the squad leader?!"

As the voice of authority ended, the students around me scattered as if they had seen demons, and quickly returned to their seats.

I looked gratefully at the classmate who rescued me and was more reliable than Ishikawa-sensei who was smiling next to me, but at that glance, I froze.

"Orangutans... Woman?! ”

"Bump!"

A dictionary as thick as a brick was placed on her desk.

"What do you say, Izumi Tongxue?"

Looking at that familiar smiling face, my bowels are now repentant.

"No, I didn't say anything, you heard me wrong!"

Before I knew it, I even used honorifics.

"Oh, Izumi, do you know Fujibayashi? Haha, that's so much more convenient. Mr. Ishikawa looked at me with the same look that he saw his child finally making friends, "Fujibayashi-san is the president of this class, so if you don't understand anything, you can ask her later." I'm sorry for you, Fuji Forest. ”

Teacher, are you my brother? Why do you look at me with such eyes, it's very uncomfortable.

"Huh? This..."

"No problem, leave it to me, teacher."

Just when I was about to refuse, Orangutan didn't feel right, Fujibayashi quickly agreed, and then threw a gentle smile at me.

"Please advise, Izumi Scarlet Ye, I'm the class leader of this class, Fuji Lin Xing."

Liar, that expression is obviously saying that you dare to try more. Well, in a sense, it's also a "lot of advice"...

"Yes, yes, please advise."

I tried my best to make my already stiff face respond with a smile that wasn't too ugly.

Spare me, I don't even want to cry now.