On the topic of recess.

If it's in a comic, the boys should talk about the girls in the photo magazine; If it is in the novel, they are selecting the top ten school flowers on campus.

But as far as I know, in reality, people tend to talk about games, sports activities, and TV shows.

I'm not very interested in any of that. However, as a successful student council member, it is my strength to mingle with the students. So I usually follow popular TV and games, and I also use buzzwords to break into the boys' circles.

It's not that I hate it or like it, it's just that it's necessary to do it so that I don't become a boring person.

Sometimes I always feel that I am really bored like this.

In comparison, the apocalyptic illusion and the pursuit of the cult are more uplifting. But it's not convenient to talk to others.

The urge to take risks became more and more evident at this moment, and although he knew that he was walking on a dangerous tightrope, he felt unexpectedly fulfilled.

The experience of being different made me feel unique.

That's right, I've always been unique as one of the top honors students in the school.

And, I also want to be unique.

At the beginning of the promotion, the class selected cadres, and almost no one rushed to ask for a position like the protagonist with a very sense of responsibility and desire described in the novel.

So I decided to run for class president. Unexpectedly, Hakkei also took the initiative to stand up and compete with me for the same position at that time.

She and I were the only ones in the class, and the rest of the class looked at me in amazement.

That's when I started to pay attention to Hachijing, a girl who also seemed to be a little different.

I originally thought that Hakkei would join the student council like me, but it turned out that she was only the class president.

I used to think that I found the same kind of people, and I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

It's been a semester since then, and Hakkei's actions have once again surprised me.

Unknowingly, she also began to approach the truth of the toilet monster from the side.

She ignored my warnings and happily decided to go deeper. On the contrary, I am very happy.

Actually, I don't care about her life or death at all. The so-called exhortation and bargaining are nothing more than a side-by-side temptation. I think she should feel it, because we're probably the same kind.

Thinking about it like this, my heart jumps with joy.

After changing seats, boys who didn't like to study were placed in the bottom three rows of the classroom.

As usual, they hid the comics in their desks and were not averse to other boys borrowing them.

Naturally, I was one of the borrowers.

Everyone gathered at the back of the classroom, and some people talked about the fight on the basketball team that day, and the people who relayed it danced with their eyebrows, and others listened with relish.

"It was Shirai who did it first."

"But Shirai doesn't seem to be a person who takes the initiative to make trouble, and I heard that he is usually very tolerant, although he is a sudden rise in the basketball team, but he is not domineering."

"Because the original main force of the same team is also pursuing his girlfriend Morino."

"In other words, jealousy?"

"It's not all like that, it is said that Morino is not pretentious at all, the original main force has been deflated many times, and he wants to kill Shirai's majesty in basketball, but he was capped by Shirai in person."

"This is a fight? But it was Shirai who did it first, right? ”

"Yes, after being capped, that guy said a lot of ugly things, as if he was involved in Morino. As a result, Shirai became angry when he heard it and slapped him hard. ”

Hearing this, I interjected and asked:

"What did you say about Morino?"

"Uh...... I can't remember the specifics. The boy who told me about the situation was a little surprised by my question, but the others also looked interested, and they couldn't help but think about it, "It seems to be saying that Morino is selling drugs or something outside." ”

"Drug trafficking?" Someone exclaimed, "This is too much, isn't it?" Morino is not like that. ”

"Morino must still be a virgin, I have read countless people, and I can see it." Another person swore an oath, "However, I have also heard rumors that Morino is in contact with bad students. ”

"Huh? I've heard that she has a close relationship with some good students. She is often seen directing them to do things. ”

"Doesn't Shirai know anything about it?"

"This ...... Probably, probably, you know the way, right? But it's possible to not know the way, after all, women have a lot of means to hide secrets. ”

"But now you should know the truth, will they break up?"

I had no intention of continuing to listen to their pointless schadenfreude and took the comics back to my desk.

Hachijing left the classroom after class, and he didn't know where he ran until class. She spent this day's recess time like this, and she seemed to be in a hurry.

It's gathering people to run around for the mysterious bottle that has just arrived.

Although I also expect to get some valuable information from her, but it's just a little bit, so I don't really care.

Instead, she was interested in who her subordinates were.

But it didn't track the eight scenes because of this.

After school, I went to the old toilet to smoke as usual, and from a distance I saw Morino talking to some people who knew at first glance that they were bad students in the wasteland.

Noticing that I was coming, Morino stopped talking and stared at me coldly. As if to see that something was wrong with her mood, the bad students eagerly jumped to try it, as if they wanted to rush up and teach me a lesson.

Although I'm not afraid of them, it's really a big problem to put them down without killing anyone, and maybe after a fight, I'll be beaten like Shirai, and my face will be swollen.

Moreover, although there are many questions that he wants to ask Morino, he is not ready to go deep right now.

Probably the other party also has some scruples. We restrained each other and passed by.

Before entering the old toilet, she turned her head and glanced at Morino, her face changing with a rich expression. This made my guess clearer.

Morino's secret is the key to unraveling the mystery.

I was squatting in my cubicle and smoking, and someone walked in, stood at the door of my cubicle for a while, and then walked away without saying a word.

Through the crack in the bottom of the door, the man can be seen wearing a pair of men's basketball shoes.

Maybe it's Shirai, maybe it's not. If it was Shirai, did he pass by by by chance, or did he come to me on purpose? How did he know about me? What do you want me to do? ,

I smoked uncontrollably, but I didn't have any plans to make sure.

Out of the old toilet, Morino was still in the same place, and the object of this conversation was changed to a few good students who were on the list.

The inferences of the group of boring boys who got off work were proven.

The good students naturally had a shocked look on their faces when they saw me, and several of them retreated backwards, looking like they wanted to hide, which made people think that they were doing something bad.

But as far as I know, even if these people do bad things, they can't be big bad things.

Usually the teacher's evaluation is very pertinent, and in their minds, there are quite clear criteria for "good" and "excellent", the former is biased towards personality, and the latter is biased towards ability. In my experience, if a clear-minded and steady student does something bad, the problems will be more difficult to end.

That's the difference between a good student and an honor student.

A good student is at best a tool for an excellent student.

I didn't have much friendship with them, so I put on a kind mask, said hello to them, and left.

Afterwards, I didn't go straight home, but went to a small foundry not far from the school. They are partners with the school, and it is said that even the land belongs to the school. The students who participated in the handicraft activities organized by the school have the experience of visiting and learning here.

In addition to organizing events, I also come here privately from time to time to borrow their equipment, and I am not a stranger to the factory manager. So this time it was easy to get permission to use it. Besides, all I need is the most humble blacksmith.

In fact, the foundry has long since ceased to use pliers and hammers to make parts by hand, but due to the requirements of the school, the iron-striking room and related equipment are still retained for interested students to practice after class.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that I was alone in the scorching room, and like an old blacksmith, I began to make special arrowheads out of gray stone and iron.