As soon as I got up early in the morning, the first news I got was that Huang Yinggongyi had gone out.

"Out?" I was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, I understood.

According to the original work...... Today's words,It should be the day when Huang Yinggongyi submitted the "78th Hope Peak School Freshman Form" to the principal......

I couldn't be more impressed with this episode. The first time I watched this episode, three recent personal photos were just spread out on the table by Huang Yinggong, and the barrage of "recognizing my wife" on a certain website immediately covered the screen for three seconds, almost making me laugh so much.

"Not nervous at all......" Celes said as she sat at her desk.

"Nervous?" I didn't understand at first. After thinking about it, he showed a look of sudden realization again, and asked with a smile, "It's so strange why I'm nervous?" Afraid of not being accepted? ”

Cyrus pouted a scissor mouth without a trace. I wanted to say something, but I was speechless for a while.

"Rest assured...... No, "If it was in the anime, at this moment, the part of my face above the nose should have been buried in the shadows," for Mr. Koichi Huang Ying, what should be worried at this moment is not my identity as a person who recommended himself. But...... There are too few talents collected this year, so how can the sea make a difference. ”

I finally saw a hint of surprise in Cyrus's eyes. It didn't show a trace, and it was only for a moment, but I still caught it.

"It's understandable that someone else asked, but no matter what, among the new batch of students, you are the one who spent the most effort in recruiting Huang Yinggongyi, why don't you know?" As I got out of my bedroom, I patted Cyrus on the shoulder and said, "This is going to work, the freshmen should be investigating other people's information, right?" ”

……

I have to say that Huang Yinggong's ability to hide things is good. When I wiped my face, I realized that there was a note pressed under the basin.

The most amazing part is not in the place where things are hidden, but in the aftermath. When I picked it up, I didn't recognize it for a while, but I didn't recognize what kind of language it was.

All right. If you look closely, it's just that Huang Yinggongyi wrote too sloppily. The general meaning of the full text is that he is going out for a while and coming back tonight. Meals are in the fridge, someone is tracking us, don't just go out or something.

Very good. It can be inferred that the level of composition is at the level of primary school students in Panlong Country, and the level of calligraphy is at the level of approximately illiterate. In view of the sincerity of the person who wrote it, I will leave it at that.

What I really care about is...... If I can't get out...... You'll miss out on a lot of interesting things.

At breakfast time, Cyrus, who had been looking for an opportunity to ask questions, finally caught the opportunity.

"Then again. You haven't told me yet, how can you be sure that Huang Ying Gongyi won't care about your identity? Cyrus asked me.

"That's a strange question," I retorted, "Then you say, have you ever told Huang Ying Koichi what your identity is?" ”

As if touching the other party's scales, a strong anger resurfaced from the bottom of Cyrus's eyes, and then vanished in an instant.

If I'm not mistaken...... In the original work, there doesn't seem to be any mention of Cyrus's origins. And from the perspective of the protagonist, Cyrus has not been asked about his origin. Is this a taboo for her?

Gamblers not only have a poker face, but also a poker heart, and this is true. For after only a few seconds, the anger dissipated from Cyrus's eyes, and the calm returned to before. Then she reached out to cover her mouth, yawned, and replied faintly, "I don't remember." ”

Don't remember? When you say you have a German father and a French mother, you say it right. Not to mention in the game, even when we first met, even I mistakenly thought that you were of mixed French and German descent, not Japanese.

The atmosphere became awkward at one point. I picked up a slice of steamed bread and slice it, and instead of eating it, I asked softly, "Do you know...... How many seniors were there in our last class? ”

Cyrese gave me a strange look, then she looked up and pondered for a while, before she shook her head: "I didn't pay attention." ”

"Thirty," I replied with three fingers, "as far as I know, in the past, there were only 20 students in a class at Hope Peak Academy. Although the last one may have been due to factors such as luck, this one will have a headache for the scouts if the number is too low. ”

"How do you know that the number of students in this class is 'troublesomely low'?" Cyrus put down the English black tea she was holding and asked with interest, "Maybe I'm the twentieth ......."

"Nope. It's a pity that you're not," a subtle sneer crossed the corner of my mouth, "There are at most sixteen people in this session. As for how I know, that's not the point. The point is that in order to get more people, the sloppy uncle was so anxious that his feet jumped. ”

Only this explains. Just look at what he looked like when he was the "head teacher": he only knew how to drink, and the situation in the class was a mess. So much so that the deputy head teacher who helped him wipe his ass just arrived in the classroom, and found that only three or four people were in attendance normally (not to mention that they also came to the leisure place called "classroom" for a tea party).

Such a lazy person can't even take care of the class, and it's strange to be responsible for finding high school students with super college-level talents.

"You're so confident," Cyrus commented lightly, "Speaking of which...... Last night, you kept saying, 'I don't have anything to do,' what do you mean?" ”

At this moment I finished my light breakfast and was about to leave. Hearing Cyrus's question, his hand shook, and the plate fell to the ground and shattered.

"It's nothing," I tried to squeeze out a calm smile, pretending to be calm at the moment, "maybe...... Have nightmares. ”

What a headache for you......

I can't stay here any longer. Cyrus is a terrible guy, and if she "lives in the same room" with her a few more times, even the fact that I have traveled from the third dimension may be discovered.

The problem is that there may be police outside, and possibly gangsters from the Hydra......

Wait a minute...... Gangster of Hydra?

"I'm full," Cyrus said softly, interrupting my thoughts. She took out a towel, wiped her hands like a European noblewoman, looked up with a chuckle, and naturally ordered me, as if ordering a servant, "You, wash the dishes for me." ”

I glanced at her, who almost fooled me with a "sweet" smile in return.

"Okay......" I replied briefly, "help me hold back Huang Yingkoichi so that he can come back tomorrow." I have important things to do. ”

"Ah...... If only it was for the sake of not having to wash the dishes," Cyrus yawned heavily, muttering to herself in frustration, "This quid pro quo is too unfair......

"Help or not, believe it or not," I turned around and smiled at her as I opened the window, "It's just that I don't know, in your eyes, how much trust can you give to S-class people?" ”