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"Ah, isn't it a dream?"

The girl wore pajamas, came to the mirror, and took care of her hair casually.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror, there is a petite girl, with long purple hair hanging down to her waist, which looks very difficult to take care of. But the girl, who doesn't know how to take care of it at all, doesn't seem to have to worry about how to take care of her long hair, because her hair is always so shiny that she doesn't need any sound and light stunts to advertise the shampoo.

Overall, the girl felt very sad. can be called a "cute" face, it seems that it is not B's breasts, and the height is not up or down, everything can only be described as a residual thought. Girl, this flower remnant... Oh no, this flower snow leaves, her memory tells her that she should be a very rich lady, and the bad memory of yesterday is deeply imprinted in her mind, and for some reason there is a little unhappiness in her heart. For her, this kind of affection is really precious, and it makes her even more determined to continue.

It's just that... After that, Mora and Usami didn't seem very happy when they found out about it. As for the vine forest... I haven't seen her since school yesterday, and it doesn't matter what she does to this flower. After washing, the girl rarely went to school early, but today was a rest day, and the reason why she went to school was simply because it was the quietest.

I didn't spend much time on the way, so I bought some new comic magazines and coffee, and went to school with my school bag. There are also some clubs that stay there on weekends, and a very small percentage of the students who live on campus don't go home even on weekends, so the school can see people most of the time, but very rarely, compared to other places.

Push open the door of the department and walk into the department.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you to knock before you entered?"

Perhaps it was the most incredible sight she had ever seen in her life of too peace.

The autumn sun shining through the gaps in the dark curtains shone on the snowy skin that no one had set foot on, and what held the skin firmly was a crisp white shirt. Maybe it's because I'm angry.,And the face that looks a little ruddy doesn't look like the person who should be in the school.,No.,I should say it's the person who appeared in the girl's field of vision.。 It looks very abnormal, and it seems that this is a character that only appears on TV and in novels - but when this flower takes a closer look at her, she realizes that the person is Fujibayashi.

Her hand was clasped on an open book, and she could see that it was a copy of "The Unsolved Mysteries of the World". And when the girl's eyes moved to the book, Fujibayashi's expression seemed to be even more unhappy.

"Ahh I'm sorry..."

Bow your head slightly and apologize.

Why apologize when you say it... The girl never apologized because the other party was a vine forest, really not. Then she sat down peacefully in her seat, looking at the magazine she had brought.

“... If it's okay, can you go out? Fujibayashi said unhappily.

So he said these words with an unpleasant aura, and the flower was immediately ordered to be expelled. If it were someone else, he would be angry, right? But, girl, it's too naïve, and this flower won't show an angry expressionless beyond ordinary people even if she is pointed at her nose and scolded. Fuji Lin sighed helplessly, she closed the book, walked to the bed, opened the window, and the pleasant wind blew from the window.

Perhaps by a bit of luck, the flower looked away from her books, hoping to see the empty, dusty room.

God would not grant even her humblest wishes, she was convinced.

What's that like?

Please forgive her for being a lowly person, who can't describe this scene perfectly.

Someone is there.

This is the department on the first floor, and the big open window is the late autumn when the maple leaves are fluttering, and the autumn leaves sent in by the indifferent autumn wind, and the dance began again at the moment, of course the autumn leaves can't dance, but when she stood there, it suddenly made people believe that the autumn leaves might really be dancing, right? She closed her eyes tightly, and the autumn wind beside her had already warmed up. It's a scorching summer, and the heat blurs the air. The girl who dances with brisk steps wantonly dyes everything with color, the color that belongs to her.

This place really doesn't belong to this flower snow leaves.

She felt that this kind of garbage-like thing was really as far away from this 'shiner' as possible. She gathered up her books and was about to leave the department.

"Why do you do that?"

"Ah, you got it? I think it's pretty good. ”

Naturally, Fujibayashi only said the words that the girl said to Arimimaru. There was no doubt that she thought she had handled it perfectly, and even if Arimamaru had a grudge against her, it didn't matter at all. She didn't care about that, and she went to the window and looked into the distance. Next to the uninhabited playground, on the bench in the grove, a figure who only met yesterday is appearing there. Good and evil were dissatisfied with a book, and while pushing away the needle pill that was clinging to him, and the needle pill was eating the sweet potato angrily, leaning his back against her hard.

"The result is very good, non-toxic and no side effects, isn't this the so-called wish-fulfillment thing? I don't think there's anything wrong with it. This flower swears.

“... But Acupuncture doesn't feel like it has anything to do with you. Fujibayashi shook his head.

"I didn't do this kind of thing to be thanked, it doesn't matter what others think of me," the girl opened the coffee can and took a sip, she thought that this coffee might be the taste that Mora liked, "It's convenient and fast, maybe a week, maybe a month, and I'll be completely forgotten, isn't it better?" ”

"Incomprehensible..."

Of course.

This flower does not have a vision for the future life. It's hard to arouse passion for life, and it's more like a middle-aged person who has stepped into a stable life, hoping that there won't be any waves. It is precisely this flower that she feels dissatisfied and uneasy about herself, and now only in this way can her heart begin to beat violently, and she can feel her presence. She is only alive from now on, and the realization of her wish or something has nothing to do with her.

“... Don't you care what the people you think think about you? Fujilin suddenly turned around, and she approached the flower, her dark hair fluttering in the wind.

"I don't know, maybe I'll know later."

The flower said lightly. She doesn't know, and she doesn't understand the thoughts of ordinary people, whether it's youth, dreams, future, change, the only thing she knows is that when she does it, she can feel satisfied. That's what she lives for.

The answer seemed to surprise Fujibayashi, who took two steps back, chuckled, held her forehead, and finally sighed. She sat back in her seat, picked up the book on the table, and looked at it without saying a word. Obviously he accosted himself but hung the flower aside, this guy is really a person who has no friends. Thinking so, this flower sipped her coffee while looking at the scenery outside the window.

"If, one day, you regret these things you did." Fujibayashi suddenly said to this flower.

"Ah, then regret it, I can have such feelings, which is also a great progress." She replied.

After the conversation ended, there was an eerie silence in the room. All that remained was the sound of the wind, and the soft sound of slender fingers turning the pages of a book, so that even a needle could be heard clearly if it fell to the ground. This flower does not hate such an environment, she enjoys it all, enjoying her calm heart.

However, this peace was immediately shattered.

"Ah, your work is done a lot faster than I thought," Fifty Mile Moon Bai walked in with a big grin, "Your next sentence is 'Why do teachers still come to school on days off?'" ”

"Why do teachers still come on their days off... Hmm..."Fuji Lin and the teacher, who were about to taunt Fifty Miles of Yuebai for a few words, said this sentence at the same time, and were choked very lightly, and then she immediately ignored the teacher and continued to look at the book in her hand.

"I got a call that some idiot was coming to school, so I came to talk to you."

Fifty miles of white hands pinched a piece of paper, this flower couldn't help but shrink her neck, it was the homework she handed in on Friday for the writing topic.

"The birds are really good, and they can fly freely at such a high place. However, birds have limits, and that is the sky above us - we humans can't be so free, but there is no limit, and we can go to even higher places.

Birds know their limits better than stupid humans. How far can you fly in the air, you will never go half a step beyond the thunder pool. Compared to humans who blindly talk about dreams and challenges, birds are the real 'kings'. Even if human beings can build airplanes, they can't fly into the sky on their own, and this is the limit of human beings. In my long life, I have learned one thing - that is, human beings have their own limits, and if you want to cross this limit, you have to surpass them. I'm not a man anymore! JOJO！」

"I see, I'll rewrite it." This flower immediately lowered her head and knelt on the ground, apologizing very 'sincerely'.

"It's good to get it, hand it in by Monday, understand?"

"Yes, Queen."