[0.5] Being isolated at the beginning of the school year is by no means his problem.

"Hmm... Not~! Uh-huh!! I didn't expect my lord to be quite handsome! ”

Sakita Gokawa brushed aside the long hair that blocked his face and looked at himself in the mirror with his eyes shining.

At least the level of the male protagonist of the morning drama, if you take good care of your hair.

He picked up the comb and hairpin and tried to give it a makeover, at least to show the whole face and make him look less gloomy.

"Brother! It's time to eat! Gokawa's shouts came from the living room, and Sakita Gokawa was forced to abandon his renovation plans, pack up his toothbrush and cup, and go out of the bathroom to eat.

Breakfast is a simple sausage, egg and milk with bread and bacon, which is quite nutritious and hearty.

The appearance is good, and it can be seen that Gokawa Yuyou is making these dishes with heart and mind that will not overturn no matter what, but the taste is definitely not delicious.

"Is Ernie Chan really going to school?"

Sakita Gokawa nodded, unhurriedly biting into the toast bread that sandwiched everything else in the middle.

"Don't force yourself, even if I don't go to school, it's okay, I have mastered all the knowledge to be learned in the third year of junior high school." Wuhe Yu opened his mouth to persuade, but the words he said made it easier for people to close themselves......

"My dear, a touch of more! Don't you see the difference I make today? "Saki Gokawa straightens her waist too and tries to look as energetic as possible.

β€œ... It's a little different. Wuhe You stared at it for a long time, although he couldn't see any changes in his appearance, but he was indeed in a lot of energy, and he didn't look as lifeless as before.

Sakita Gokawa studied at Hokugi High School, the number one key high school in the neighborhood, and even the top three among all comprehensive high schools in Tokyo.

Every year, nearly 30 students are admitted to the university, and the top 20 students in their grade are about half a foot in the door of the university.

There are nearly 500 students in the second year of high school, and his ranking among them is,

Bottom 10.

Of course, this is only the results before his suspension, according to the situation that he didn't read any books after the suspension, he probably has at this time,

It's the top three.

After all, those who can come to Beiyi High School are more or less conscious of their studies. Unless you're a genius.

"I'm so unlucky, I'm a liberal arts student." On the way to school, Sakita Gokawa recalled the poor knowledge reserve about liberal arts in his mind, and was a little embarrassed.

However, there will be no exams in a short period of time, and there is still a certain amount of time to remedy, so it is too much to say that the top ten are too profitable.

Seriously out of step with his image.

The opening ceremony began at half past eight, and Sakita Gokawa squeezed to the bulletin board to find his class.

It seems that the image of the long-haired boy is too gloomy, but in fact he doesn't feel how crowded it is, and the people around him subconsciously avoid him.

The second and third classes of high school have a class size of 45 students.

Beiyi High School does not have a core class, and the strength of students in each class is about the same, the only difference is that the class size will be a little different.

Some classes have just over 30 people, while others have more than 50 class sizes.

Forty-five students is not too much, not too much.

Sakita Gokawa found the sign for the second and third classes of high school on the third floor and walked into the classroom. Ignoring the other people's glances at him, he placed his shoulder bag on the table in the penultimate row by the window, and walked out the back door.

"That oneβ€”" After Sakita Gokawa left the classroom, a girl whispered to her companion, "That person is Gokawa-san, the one from the 'ghost incident'." ”

The girl's companion nodded, retracting his gaze towards the back door, "Seems so." ”

"Let's stay away from his seat......"

......

The opening ceremony was held in the school hall, and when Sakita Gokawa walked in, there were already a lot of people.

He found a random spot to stand still. The people around him gave him a wary look, and then silently pulled away a little.

It seems that the problem is more serious than he thought.

These people can see that their wariness of themselves is not just because of his image.

Five months have passed since the brawl, and students who are not normally affected by the incident should not remember what he looks like.

This is also the case in front of the bulletin board and in the classroom, and you can clearly feel that the people around you want to draw a line with him.

Sakita Gokawa shook her head and tossed the thoughts out of her head. He didn't have much interest in these troubles, as long as they didn't bother him with things.

"It's the season of flowers again......"

The students and teachers have generally arrived, and the principal is standing on the stage to deliver the annual motivational speech.

Sakita Gokawa looked at the clearing around him and smiled bitterly in his heart.

The individual notches stand out in the neat heads, and they may cause him some trouble later.

Being unique is always the worst position, and being a mediocre high school student is the most comfortable life.

In about five minutes, the principal finished speaking. The following is the student president's speech.

The boys in the audience showed a completely different attitude from the principal's speech, and they all looked excitedly at the figure that gradually walked onto the stage.

Sakita Gokawa feels that if there were no teachers, these boys might even cheer and cheer as if they were at a concert.

'Worthy of a male high school student. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart and looked up at the stage.

Black long straight, standard beautiful girl.

Saki Gokawa finished evaluating briefly, hesitated for a moment, and added,

'It's about the same level as my handsome. ’

"Have you seen the cherry blossoms blooming on campus?" The charismatic sound resounded throughout the synagogue through loudspeakers.

"See!" The vast majority of the boys responded excitedly.

Sakita Gokawa had to add another label to her as a popular person.

The next speech is actually not much different from the principal's, but the beautiful girl bonus is too big, and the atmosphere in the auditorium is completely different from the drowsiness of the principal's speech.

It's just that the principal himself doesn't mind too much about this matter, and he still smiles when he finally summarizes it.

The student council president seemed to notice that he was different, and spent a third of his three-minute speech staring at him.

Of course, the possibility of just looking at the area where he is not ruled out.

The opening ceremony is followed by a boring class.

Sakita Gokawa only listens carefully in liberal arts classes, and in other classes, he looks out the window in a daze.

At noon, it is solved with bread bought in the morning.

The teacher in charge of Class 3 is a young and beautiful female teacher, and the students in the class, including Sakita Gokawa, are very satisfied with this matter.

And there is only one male teacher, math teacher Satoru Higashino, who gives him the impression of being a rigid and serious gentleman, who is not smiling, and often calls his name to let him listen to classes.

If you let him evaluate it from an outsider point of view, he has a good impression, at least he is a teacher who is responsible for his students.

"Wuhe-san! Look at the blackboard, the scenery outside the window won't teach you how to solve this problem! ”

Only now he is not an outsider, and he has no interest in mere high school math.

Sakita Gokawa shook her head helplessly and continued to listen to the lecture.

"......" Teacher Higashino couldn't stand his reaction, and knocked on the blackboard with his teaching stick, "Wuhe-san, you come up and solve this problem." ”