"It's so nice, a kind girl like Miss Tojo."

"Noble, generous, and beautiful, it's so beautiful."

Under the discussion and gaze of the people around him, Tojo, who took back the book from Shion's hand, continued to move forward in the corridor.

Soon, passing by the front door of Class C, she saw Fujiwara suke leaning on the balcony on the side of the back door.

"That, Fujiwara-san."

Kaoru Tojo quickened her pace and walked towards him, a smile already on her face.

"Why didn't Fujiwara-san reply to my Line message yesterday?"

Standing in front of Fujiwara, Kaoru Tojo threw doubts at him.

"Wait!"

The first to speak out was not Fujiwara Suke, who was questioned.

"Wait!"

Tanaka looked at Fujiwara Suke beside him with a confused expression, and looked at Kaoru Tojo standing in front of him.

"May I ask Miss Tojo-sama, what Seei are you talking about?"

"Line, that instant messaging app."

Fujiwara replied in place of Kaoru Tojo.

"My head is a little dizzy."

Tanaka helped his somewhat round head.

"You mean, you two each have each other's Line contact information?"

"The work of manuscript junction is needed, and contact is inevitable."

"Wait!"

The boys in class C and the other classes in the hallway surrounded Fujiwara.

"That's Miss Tojo's contact information, something that many people in our Ivy League Private High School can't ask for."

Their gaze becomes less friendly.

"You actually have."

"And she hasn't replied to her messages!"

There are voices to add.

"That,"

Kaoru Tojo, who was forced to stay away from Fujiwarasuke, stood at the back of the crowd and beckoned to him.

"It's not much time to get out of class, I still have some things, goodbye, Fujiwara-san, the place of our date is determined by Line, please be sure to reply to me next time."

"What?!"

"Date, date!"

The red-eyed boys had already squeezed Fujiwara to the edge of the balcony, and some of them were about to explode and put their chests ready for battle on Fujiwarasuke's body.

Even Tanaka, a friend of loss, joined them, and he was still the pioneer of the inner circle.

But for Fujiwarasuke, a kung fu teenager who added judo to 4, this bucket formation composed of middle school students is simply full of loopholes.

Hit the inner circle lower body to disrupt their balance, then take advantage of the chaos to burrow into the gap in the crowd.

With a little skill, he broke away from the encirclement of more than twenty people.

By the time everyone found out, he had slipped out five meters away.

"Catch him! Imposition Heavenly Punishment! ”

It was still Tanaka who was clever and was the first to find out that Fujiwara Suke had gone out, so he pointed at him and shouted to the boys next to him.

"Oh my! Oh my! ”

The boys lined up in several rows, hating the sky.

"Whew."

Fujiwara shook them off a minute before the bell rang and returned to his seat in the classroom.

Next to him, the classroom seats in Class C were almost half empty, and only the girls remained.

In the teaching building outside, it was as if there was an army training, and there were several pairs of boys from various classes shouting slogans with neat steps and a coalition of troops were still looking for and crusading against Fujiwara Jie outside, and there were almost two thieves flags with Fujiwarasuke's name written on them, and there was a disturbance that shook the building.

The boys were still shouting slogans after class, and finally the teaching committee had to come forward to persuade them to return to class.

The last class of the afternoon passed quickly, and the smart Fujiwara Suke didn't leave a chance for the boys who were still angry.

So he left the classroom five minutes before school ended with the excuse of going to the toilet, and then walked straight to the school gate, and as soon as the bell rang, he immediately walked out of the school gate that opened with it.

As usual, the ramen shop copes dinner and then goes to bed early.

The next day, Saturday, is the time for the holidays in the normal high school, but at the Qingteng Private High School, there is still a half-day class in the morning.

This time, however, it was not used for classes, but instead of being used for classes, an entrance ceremony was held.

Move stools from the classroom and go to the indoor gym for meetings.

Lined up class by class, and along the way, Fujiwara suke was met with hostile eyes from many boys, but Tanaka, who took the lead in the charge yesterday, unexpectedly walked beside him with this stool, neither showing dissatisfaction nor saying superfluous words.

This state is, in his words, "I have forgiven you." ”

But Fujiwara suke guessed that it was probably him who went home last night and had a private sport that he couldn't say, so he didn't have the energy to deal with him today.

That's it, line up to get in, and take a seat.

Fujiwara and Tanaka were placed side by side and placed in the fifth row.

At the foreground is a makeshift lectern made of steel pipes, wooden planks and curtains.

The fifth row, plus the gap left at the front of the crowd, is about six or seven meters away, and the vision is quite clear.

At 8:45, all the students were seated, and then the school song of the Ivy League private high school began to play.

"The Ivy League private college in the spring is full of hope!"

After the school song was repeated more than three times, at nine o'clock, the low-ranking principal, who had a Mediterranean Sea and a large notched hairstyle at the front end, went up to give a speech.

"Students, you are all the best students in the Tokyo metropolitan area, and our Ivy League private high school is also one of the best universities in the Tokyo metropolitan area."

After more than ten minutes, the school history was mixed with the modern history of Japan, and the principal began the next speaker's introduction with great satisfaction.

"Now, I would like to invite my freshman representative."

Principal Mediterranean's face was covered with the crimson left by his excited speech, and then he turned to look behind the curtain on one side.

"Kaoru Tojo, give a speech."

"Wow."

As soon as the name came out, the students in the audience immediately burst into applause that was several times warmer than the original principal's coming to the stage.

Then behind the curtain came a beautiful and light figure.

"Hello students, teachers, I am Kaoru Tojo from Class A in the first year, and I will speak as the representative of this class of freshmen."

Kaoru Tojo, who stood behind the microphone, spoke naturally, decently, and solemnly, and was also wearing the JK school uniform of the girls of Ivy Private High School, but he showed a completely different almost perfect temperament.

"A smile, little by little, under the cherry blossom trees on campus, blooming is the mark of our youth."

About ten minutes later, Kaoru Tojo ended with the last sentence of the manuscript that Fujiwara had handed in.

When she said this, her eyes suddenly focused on Fujiwara Suke, which made Tanaka, who was sitting next to him, want to leave the table immediately, and the sound of gnashing teeth came from the boys behind him.

Moments later, Kaoru Tojo bowed to the audience and announced the end of his speech.

"It's so well written."

"She really deserves to be the perfect Tojo-sama."

On the way back to the classroom, Fujiwara could always hear people admiring the content of Kaoru Tojo's speech.

"If you really wrote it, then I have to admit that your literary level is really a bit high."

Tanaka also said as he hit Fujiwara suke in front of him with a stool.

Tanaka chose the Literature Club because the Literature Club is a cultural club that allows him to fish, and because he also participated in literary competitions and won awards when he was in junior high school, so he can play to his strengths.