There is often a seventy-year-old man pushing a tricycle to set up a stall near their school, in addition to the sweet maltose, there are also black jelly and sesame paste from the public, which always appear at that time and place every day.

Students love to come to him after school, and he makes desserts that are more tempting than those big bags of biscuits and chips. The old man has been selling here for seven years, and he has only increased one piece in seven years.

Linto has a soft spot for black jelly, and because the old man can easily grasp the taste of children, he never gets tired of eating it.

Lin Tuo pushed Xiziya to the old man's stall, but Xiziya didn't seem to have any interest, and stood stupidly with his arms crossed.

"Uncle Uncle, I want a bowl of cold noodles."

"Okay." The old man raised his hand and picked up a plastic bowl, "This kid, what do you want?" ”

Xiziya really hesitated, let's eat, he really doesn't know which one to choose, don't eat it, he feels sorry for Linto.

"Uh, let's add sesame paste and cold powder and some condensed milk."

"Yo, so you like this way of eating?"

"In that case, you'll have to use a big bowl."

"Okay."

After the delivery of the two sides, Linto sat down in front of a store and immediately started eating, but Xiziya was not in a hurry at all, he waited quietly for Linto to finish eating.

No matter what you eat, Xiziya always likes to pack it home and eat it slowly, and it's the coolest to eat while watching anime, and he also loves to eat spicy food, the spicier it is, the more it feels.

The road in front of him was dusty, the whistling of cars and motorcycles blended together, and darkness and light shifted with each other.

At this time, a strange person walked by on the opposite side of the road, he was wearing a blue-gray shirt, a pure black mask, and his hands were in his pockets. The man looked quickly at the old man who was setting up the stall, then turned back and continued walking.

In the past, there were sometimes suspicious characters outside the school, they could be addicts or human traffickers, and if a student disappeared for no reason, it would be considered their masterpiece. Or maybe he was just a young man with acne on his face who had to go out shopping?

Xiziya looked away, and Linto noticed that something was wrong with him, and he also looked towards the man, but only saw the other party's back.

"I'm done."

"Okay, I'll take this too."

"No, this is what I asked you to eat, you have to eat it all."

"I'll die if I eat it all, right?"

"It's more unpalatable than unpalatable, and this jelly is mixed with a mouse droppings."

"I think there might be rat poison as well."

The content of their conversation inexplicably shifted to topics such as watching others poop during meals, but fortunately Linto didn't care about the jelly he had just eaten. When he got up, Xiziya felt that the bag in his hand was several pounds heavier, so he handed it to Linto.

"I'll invite you to drink milk tea another day."

"Please, I really want to eat meat now, can you please treat me to meat?"

"Okay, then let's go to Wallace to eat ** next time."

"Say chicken, don't say ba, civilized you, me and him."

Lin Tuo smiled and followed Xiziya back to watch a new funny episode about soul transformation. He doesn't remember the name of that part.,I just know that the content is probably the transformation of the soul of the male protagonist to the body of a female owner.,And then he was arranged into the girls' dormitory by mistake.。

With a female body, he is naturally not easy to be noticed, but he gives full play to those dirty ideas. A funny anime like this that is not very serious is naturally labeled as an "otaku boutique" by the public.

Linto always thought that Xiziya had a lot of friends at school, but in fact, those were just superficial friends, and Linto was the only one who could really play with him. Therefore, Xiziya's parents are naturally happy to accept him, their son has finally made a good friend, and he is still the child of a college professor, although the topic of their conversation has always been inseparable from the second dimension.

Linto himself didn't know why he was so interested in the second dimension, which was as fascinating as physics and as straightforward as the anatomy of biology.

If those cute characters appear in the third dimension, it will be a blessing for countless otaku and squatting at home. In the past, Lintor thought that his collection of figurines was rubbish and useless, but now he doesn't think so.

Lin Tuo tossed at Xiziya's house until eight o'clock before returning home, and inevitably endured his mother's nagging.

The warm day still rose the next day, and after Dad Lin drove the sleepy Linto out of the house, he hurried out of the house.

As he approached the door, he happened to meet Figley who was approaching.

"Hello? You two are late! The doorman beckoned them to go over and register their names.

"Hey, don't you give a minute?"

"If you make any more noise, report it to your homeroom teacher."

Lin kept his mouth shut, and he obediently filled in his name crookedly on the registration form. Figley also wrote, this time as a warning.

Anyway, they were late, and the two chatted on the way back to the classroom.

"Have you received any jobs lately?"

"I received it once, and the money was not much."

"Oh, the homework is so heavy, hey, hey, hey."

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, nothing."

Lintor quickened his pace, and when he arrived at the classroom, the class was already waiting for him quietly, and the teacher's loud voice echoed through the room. Fortunately, the English teacher is not her homeroom teacher, so she doesn't pose much threat to him, but after all, she is from the homeroom teacher's side, and she is not familiar with her, so she still needs to take precautions.

Taking advantage of the teacher's turn, he quickly knelt down and crawled to his seat. Putting the bag away first, and then brushing the floor and pasting it on, Linto naturally assumed the standard study posture.

When the teacher looked over, he didn't notice that there was an extra person in his seat, and Feijuan next to him didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After class, the English teacher called him to his side alone.

"Can you tell me when you come back? It scared the hell out of me. ”

"I was wrong, I won't dare next time." Next time, I'm going to scare the other teachers.

"And next time?"

"I don't know if there will be a next time, because my dad pulled me up today, and if he didn't pull me up, he wouldn't be late."

"What do you mean?"

"Because he's late, he'll pull me up and be late with him, and if I can sleep until I wake up naturally, I'll be able to trot all the way over, very quickly."

"Okay, I'll talk to your homeroom teacher."

Linto seemed to have escaped, fearing that the teacher would ask him for mental damages, and that the head teacher might kill him. It's not that the class guide will do anything to him, it's just that his terrifying eyes are sharp enough to kill.

"Oh, don't bother the teacher, I'll tell him myself."

The ghost would tell him, and Linto secretly said in his heart that he didn't like the male teacher at all, he was too strict, and he assigned a lot of homework.