"You're dead."

"What?"

Hoshino Mahiro cooperated and pretended to be in pain: "Ah, I'm dead. ”

"The last sentence is so fake, and it's a great read." Emi Fujiwara complained a few words unsatisfactorily.

"When you've had enough, let's continue eating." Although he didn't know much about these old stalks, Haruka Amano still gently beckoned the two of them to continue eating.

At noon, the trio of master and apprentice gathered together in a hidden small classroom.

"Anyway, is Himenomiya-san's okay?"

"Sayoko? She's probably still sleeping. ”

"Was it too late to toss people last night?" Emi Fujiwara does not hide her bad taste at all, and constantly teases innocent male high school students.

"Just staying up late and playing games."

"What game?"

"Monster Hunter's new release, I've been playing until this morning."

When Mahiro Hoshino brought Sayoko a meat bun this morning, the handheld in her hand was still slightly warm.

In order to ensure that Sayoko eats on time and doesn't play games after she gets up, Hoshino Mahiro is very considerate to help her solve the mud dragon.

He could already faintly hear the beautiful girl's warm thanks.

……

"This is the fourth couple since the start of school."

"The grove, it's amazing," Hoshino was amazed.

Compared to the parapsychological research club that stays in the dental examination stage, it is still played by other active high school students.

"So what happened in the end?"

"I heard it seems to be ......"

"Emi?" Haruka Amano's voice has always been this kind of tenderness that people can't refuse.

Emi Fujiwara took the most exciting part back into her stomach and pointed her gun at the innocent student: "Your progress over there is not bad, right?" ”

“?” The happy smile of eating melons froze directly.

"We're just normal friends."

"It's okay, I understand, I understand."

What do you understand?

Looking at Emi Fujiwara, whose smile became more and more rampant, Hoshino Mahiro only had a bad premonition.

"Don't get in the way of your studies, and slowly cultivate your feelings in the process of studying."

After all, there is no harm if there is no comparison, and Hoshino Mahiro was touched by the gentle teachers of other people's families beyond measure:

"If only Amano-sensei taught me."

"What do you mean, boy?"

"Cold barley tea is so delicious."

Emi Fujiwara was so angry with the rebellious student that she gritted her teeth, and it was difficult to attack under the gentle gaze of her best friend.

"Emi sometimes has to pay attention to her personal image."

"The gentle teacher scored super high." The gloating Hoshino Mahiro added lightly.

Under the tacit attack, the Fujiwara successfully broke down.

The young woman, who turned her grief and anger into an appetite, unceremoniously took her student's hamburger steak and stretched her chopsticks to her best friend.

Hoshino Mahiro believes that if she were more serious, Emi Fujiwara would definitely be a very reliable young female teacher.

But such an easy-going young woman is also very attractive.

"Would Amano-sensei want another cup of barley tea?"

"I'm sorry to trouble Hoshino-san."

A cup of cold and delicious barley tea after a meal is also a treat.

"Ahem." The neglected Emi Fujiwara struggles to reassert her importance.

"Is Mr. Fujiwara unwell, would you like to see the school doctor later?"

"Hoshino-san."

"I see, Amano-sensei."

Hoshino shrugged and offered his pretending to be angry boss a cold and delicious barley tea.

"Remember to be respectful of your teachers."

"If Fujiwara-sensei could be a little more reliable, I would be happy to do so."

"Emi is like this, it's too improper." Yamato Nadeshiko, who has a black belly, can't help but fall for her best friend.

Emi Fujiwara tried to struggle.

But in front of the bad-hearted duo, she still chose to drink tea obediently.

……

After the master-apprentice love link of backstabbing each other, the pleasant lunch break is also more than halfway.

"Hoshino, do you remember anything important next week?"

"New Jump Release?"

"Does that kind of thing matter?"

Hoshino Mahiro thought carefully for a while: "It should be important to Fujiwara-sensei. ”

"Hoshino-san." Haruka Amano's tone was still gentle.

"The big test before Golden Week is really important."

"How sure are you?"

"What about the top ten?"

Emi Fujiwara made no secret of her disappointment: "I remember that you were the second in admission, and you got a scholarship." ”

"Actually, there's one thing I think Fujiwara-sensei needs to know."

"Say it."

"It's about freshman first being on our topic all the time."

“？” Emi Fujiwara was clearly stunned by the roundabout complaining

"You can't compare it with Himenomiya-san, she's special." Haruka Amano couldn't help but have a headache when he thought of his cute students.

Other people's families are always better, and sometimes she also wants to exchange students with her girlfriends.

Haruka Amano and Shinto Hoshino, who were in the same mood, began to look at each other.

Although the overlap rate is super high, after all, it is not the teacher/student of my own home.

Regretful.

"Ahem." Before the atmosphere gets weird, Emi Fujiwara interrupts them just in time.

"Hoshino, have you been slacking off lately?"

"In fact, I took 80 percent of the lessons seriously."

"What about the other 20%?" Haruka Amano came up.

Hoshino Mahiro folded his hands and counted: "Home economics class, ideological and moral education, physical education class and the like." ”

"Why is there a gym class?"

"Probably out of interest." Shinhiro Hoshino tries to express his complex state of mind with gestures.

"Does Hoshino-san hate sports?"

"Badminton should be fine."

"Do you want to play badminton together next time?"

"Fujiwara-sensei isn't thinking about any bad ideas?" Looking at Emi Fujiwara, who suddenly laughed out loud, Hoshino Mahiro was quite skeptical.

"Is Amano-sensei convenient?"

"It's all right."

"Cut."

"Cut's voice is obvious, it's really ill-intentioned."

"Delusion."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled wordlessly in tacit understanding.

The two of them shared the fact that Emi Fujiwara was both cunning and naïve.

"What about the other 80% of the courses, shouldn't I not take my Chinese class seriously?"

Hoshino Mahiro denied it: "That's Fujiwara-sensei's delusion." ”

"I've been relegated, Emmi." Haruka Amano covered his mouth and laughed softly.

"Hoshino, do the parents in the family know about this?"

"What?"

"My own child is so cunning about this."

"Isn't it popular to be cunning male high school students now?"

"There's never been anything like that." Emi Fujiwara couldn't help but complain.

"It's going to be popular."

"Why?" Haruka Amano wondered where his confidence came from.

"Today's female high school students like cunning male high school students who are independent and have their own shining points."

"Only the one in your family likes it." Emi Fujiwara can see that Hoshino is showing affection in a different way.

"What does Amano-sensei think?"

Haruka Amano gently affirmed him: "If the teacher is ten years younger, he will definitely like Hoshino-san." ”

"Gentle Hoshino-san has a super high score."

Gentle?

Hearing such a high evaluation, Hoshino Mahiro, who was as thick-skinned as a city wall, was embarrassed.

Male high school students love the affirmation of gentle big sisters, even if they are strictly peers.

"Enough is enough," said Emi Fujiwara, looking at her friend, who was gradually changing her mind, and felt the need to show her ownership.

is obviously his own student and his best friend, but he seems so redundant.

This kind of atmosphere where only she can't do it is really uncomfortable.

……

"Hoshino, what are your dreams?"

"Why did it suddenly become a life negotiation session?"

"Don't just complain, answer the questions quickly."

"The teacher is also curious about Hoshino-san's dreams?"

This atmosphere is like a cross-examination session of relatives during the New Year's holidays, and Hoshino really doesn't know how to talk about it all of a sudden.

"One more digit on the deposit or something?"

"Isn't it too realistic, shouldn't the dreams of high school students be something more beautiful?"

"For example?"

Emi Fujiwara choked up for a moment, and only after a while did she hold back a sentence: "The strongest in the world or something?" ”

"Fujiwara-sensei, let's read less shonen manga."

"By the way, the amount of beer will be lowered." Haruka Amano stitches.

"It's better to be realistic." ×2

“......”

Why do all topics attack themselves in the end?

Emi Fujiwara was tired.

"Is there anything else Hoshino-san would like to do other than deposit?"

"If you have to say anything, you must live happily."

"With Himenomiya-san?"

"The rest is confidential, teacher." He laughed.

Although no specific answer was given, the two retired female high school students keenly captured the happiness that could not be concealed.

"It's so much cuter to be honest." Emi Fujiwara patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction.

"By the way, what is Fujiwara-sensei's dream?"

"That kind of thing doesn't matter!"

"Equivalent exchange."

"Boy, society doesn't pay attention to equivalent exchange with you."

Looking at the young woman who was secretive, Hoshino Shinhiro's curiosity became stronger.

"My dream is to be a bride when I grow up, it's cute, right?" Haruka Amano lived up to expectations and backstabbed his best friend again.

"Ahh!!!h Emi Fujiwara, whose black history was exposed in public, directly lost her mind and entered the rampage mode.

Will you be a bride when you grow up?

The corners of Hoshino's mouth curled into a smile: "My sister said something similar. ”

Thinking about the original Hoshino Rei, before entering the rebellious period, he also said cute things like marrying his brother when he grew up.

Compared with the current attitude, I can only sigh that time is so cruel.

After lamenting the cruelty of time, today's pleasant lunch break is almost over.

Recovering from her spirits, Emi Fujiwara takes the lead and tries to escape from her own black history.

Hoshino Mahiro deliberately slowed down and walked side by side with Haruka Amano.

He had one last thing.

"Is Amano-sensei convenient?"

"Doesn't Hoshino-san already know the answer?" Haruka Amano smiled meaningfully.

She put her index finger in front of her lips, "The rest is confidential, Hoshino-san." ”

"It's a secret." She said.