Chapter Twenty-Five: Before You See His Name, Hear His Name

When I went to the bathroom to change into a normal set of clothes, and when I returned to the bedroom, Cyrus was still wearing the long black pajama dress, sitting in front of the computer at the desk, looking at the screen and looking at the screen.

"So, what is the good news you are talking about?" I sat down in a chair on the other side and asked nonchalantly. Out of the corner of his eye, he skimmed to the photo on the table. Cyrex happened to be sitting at the table of May Rain, and I have to say that although the personalities and temperaments of the two people are completely different, because they look alike, they look like teenagers sitting next to their childhood photos.

But Cyrus and Mayrain should not be alone. Although I don't remember Cyrus's real name, I remember that she definitely doesn't have the surname Mayyu, and she has no special relationship with Huang Yinggongyi.

"You speak first. Do you want to see good news, or bad news? Cyrus lazily held her teacup. Sipping English black tea, he asked lightly, "By the way." Huang Yinggongyi called an hour ago and said that he was not coming back today, so don't do anything strange. ”

Strange things...... Could it be that there is something stranger in this room than you......

But I didn't say it after all. I was startled by the sudden burst of a black cat with a black and white ribbon ring around its neck.

"Wow - what is this!" I'm most afraid of small animals. I didn't see where this guy was yesterday, but today a cat suddenly popped up, and no matter who it was, it would be startled.

"Meowβ€”" As if noticing my rejection and unhappiness, the black cat tilted its head and raised a fluffy paw to greet me in a friendly greeting as if shaking hands.

Watching it enjoy it in the sun, to be honest, I was even a little envious.

"Where did you get it?" I curiously held out a finger, and the latter licked it obediently.

Cyrus brushed the cat's fur with her finger-covered hands and opened her mouth to the next sentence. I was blown away: "I just picked it up on the side of the road." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Well? What did you say? I suspect I may have misheard, "Could it be that the nutrients in the Tokyo trash can are so good, and there is such a good variety if you pick up one on the side of the road?" ”

"Not really," Cyrus said, keeping her eyes on the top of the cat on her lap, her hand petting the cat, "After dinner, when I went out for a walk, I met two very strange people. ”

"Strange people?" I'm a little curious.

"Ah...... Oh, yes. A guy who dresses up normally, but always feels like he's crazy," Celes looked up and made her signature gesture in the game reminiscing about her glory days, "and he told a lot of useless nonsense that didn't make sense...... Eventually, I realized that he wanted me to take care of the cat. ”

"Wait...... You're saying that anyone on the side of the road will give you a cat he doesn't want...... You just accept it with joy and get it back? "I can hear this all over my head, when did Cyrus start to short-circuit his brain?

Cyrus looked up at me. It's good, her expression is not blackened, but her eyes are ......

In the projectile series, all the guys with black hair and red eyes are all guys with terrible aura......

Finally, Celes put his eyes back on the computer screen and sighed faintly, "Let's take a look." I really didn't expect that the school has been secretive about the changes in school affairs, and there have been many discussion groups on the Internet for a long time. Ironically, the people who collected the information and sent it to these discussion groups were mediocre people who couldn't get into Hope Peak School. ”

For a moment, I saw a complicated look in Cyrus's eyes.

Nothing strange. The more mysterious something is, the more valuable it is for most people to explore; What's more, the Peak of Hope is the most frequent "secret" in the eyes of most people.

As we thought, most of the discussion group were ordinary people who couldn't get along with the Eight Poles of Hope Peak, and couldn't even touch the edge of the preparatory department. Most of the content starts with "I remember the practice of their school", "I judge based on this year's data", "My friend said he knew a cleaner who worked at an undergraduate level".

But if you look at what they said again, it can be true. In particular, the list of new students, I remember clearly, it was mentioned in the rules and regulations of the faculty building, and it was something that was absolutely confidential. But now it seems that in the eyes of outsiders, it is as common as newspaper news.

For example, the "super college baseball player", Kuwata Reen, his image on the poster is a man wielding a baseball bat, with sharp and vicious eyes, and short dark red hair.

For example, the "super college-level college idol" who looks back and smiles on the stage, and the dancer Sayako who claims to be "beautiful enough to make any man who is alone for more than five minutes restless". I have to admit that she wears a pink bow on her head, a pink and white skirt, and white boots, which is worthy of hundreds of thousands of fans in the audience raising their arms and shouting. It is like the grand scene of Luvaros President Mirnovic's war mobilization speech.

There is also a "super college-level literary girl" Fuyuko Yukawa. Her works can make the hearts of countless ignorant girls ripple. But Futsuko Fukawa in the photo is a gloomy and scary guy.

There is also a "super college-level noble son" Ten Gods White Night. Some people have asked questions about him, such as "Wasn't he on last year's freshman list?" or something like that, but no one seemed to care. Most people are amazed at the young age of the heir of the "Japan's No. 1 chaebol" Shigami family, and many women are concerned about his temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

And many more. Seventeen of us freshmen in the class of '78 have all been dug up by those people. With such photos and personal information, I wonder if the school did it on purpose.

If that's the case...... I suddenly thought of the "Yellow Society" in "1984".

"Huh? It seems that there are still a few people, but there is no information. Cyrus pointed to the corner of the screen, looking aggrieved, "There's still me in here!" It's a shame. ”

Nonsense, how could there be you "vampire princess". Even when the story of Warblade Skeleton as a mercenary was posted on the Internet, I was taken aback.

Fortunately, in this session, there don't seem to be many people whose identities need to be kept secret. In addition to me, Cyrus, and Kiriki Hibiki (among us, there are a lot of information about Kirkiri Hibiko.) Cyrus and I are both clean whiteboards, and the last one mentioned by Misty Hibiki is the most interesting, except for the one that has solved many vicious crimes) and the great god Sakura.

At the end, there is also an ID that asks, "But what about the last one?" ”

The other ID spoke with a tone of disdain: "He is our junior high school classmate, and he is quite mediocre in all aspects." Why did he also hand in good luck and enter the peak of hope? ”

At the end, an ID made a "sweaty" expression in a very helpless tone, and replied to everyone above: "Actually, I am also an ordinary person." It's just that Hope Peak will select one person from all ordinary junior high school students every year to enter as a 'super university-level lucky'. I am one of the ordinary middle school students who were selected this year. ”