"An era seems to be coming to an end."

——On a certain day, a certain month, Hoshino sighed.

"The age of ninjas is coming to an end again?"

"Is that kind of fanwork thing Fujiwara-sensei still watching?"

"Of course." The proud Emi Fujiwara puffed up her chest, and the violent visual impact made Hoshino Mahiro stunned for a moment.

A completely bad woman is terrifying.

Compared with the youth of a seventeen-year-old, the maturity of a twenty-seven-year-old seems to be good.

"Talking about comics?"

Haruka Amano, who was late, joined the conversation with a large pile of documents, and today's master-apprentice relationship can start again.

"Hoshino seems to have reached the age of talking about the times, and he doesn't look like an adolescent boy at all." Emi Fujiwara took out a brand new pack of pocky from the unknown working drawer and ate it, and today is the fourth pack.

"I'm not young at all, and I'm really causing trouble for the teacher."

"Although, but."

"Can I eat what I eat before talking to someone?" Mahiro Hoshino has always had nothing to do with Emi Fujiwara, who never leaves his hand in snack manga.

Even if she complains, she won't listen, and if she doesn't complain, she will be sorry for herself.

"It feels weird to talk to something in your mouth,"

"And it's rude." He still complained.

"When did Hoshino become so verbose?" Emi Fujiwara protested indistinctly.

"Good question."

"Do you have any clue about this?"

The answer to this question Hoshino Mahiro also wants to know - I don't know why, when facing Emi Fujiwara, he always has a feeling of complaining that his blood pressure is high and he can't do anything.

The empathetic Haruka Amano also smiled bitterly:

"These are all Emi questions."

- The so-called complaining is also a matter of cooperation.

A handful and a teasing.

Not only must there be a knowledgeable and sharp complaining service, but also a funny character who contributes to the slots.

Young women can be said to be talented in pretending to be stupid and making slots, as long as they change their background to Kansai, Emi Fujiwara and Mahiro Hoshino will be able to debut as funny artists immediately.

The name of the group has been thought of, "It's enough to pretend to be a young sister or something".

"It would be nice to have a little bit of a teacher's appearance."

"Be careful later." The gentle and reliable teacher of another family severely punished Emi Fujiwara for someone who had the intention to kill the thief and was unable to return to the sky.

- Give her a knee pillow and massage it at the same time.

"So what era is coming to an end?"

"It's the end of Yukichi Fukuzawa's era." Hoshino Mahiro looked at the harmonious and loving knee pillow massage not far away, and sighed with envy.

What kind of witchcraft did Emi Fujiwara, the number one waste of the former generation of Shengyang, use to hook up with Haruka Amano, the only conscience of the previous generation of Shengyang?

He also wants to eat a bite of the fragrant soft rice that the gentle big sister spoils in every way.

"Did that era begin?"

"Can the teacher sit up and talk again?" Hoshino Mahiro touched his nose, and the beautiful and mature knee pillow play made his pure little eyes nowhere to place.

I'm getting more and more envious, when will Sayoko be able to give him a whole one?

"Hoshino, you're really getting more and more verbose."

"Emi is also getting more and more fond of coquettishness."

Haruka Amano patted her reluctant best friend, and Emi Fujiwara, with her disheveled hair and ruddy face, finally got up from the enviable big sister's knee pillow.

"Where did we just talk?"

"Yukichi Fukuzawa."

"Yukichi Fukuzawa is on a weird Twitter trend again?"

"That's not true, even if Yukichi Fukuzawa himself is resurrected, he will probably only be able to stay on Twitter Trends for ten minutes." Shinhiro Hoshino fumbled with his wallet and took out 10,000 yen from it.

"I'm talking about this Fukuzawa Yukichi."

"You can come up with 10,000 yen casually, and it's amazing for high school students now." Emi Fujiwara, who is focused and crooked, is amazed at his thick wallet.

"Hoshino-san is talking about a 10,000 yen revision in a few years."

"It has been more than 30 years since 1984, according to the rule of every 40 years."

"Yukichi Fukuzawa's era is coming to an end." He said.

"That's right." Emi Fujiwara nodded and stretched out her claws to get a new pack of vanilla-flavored pokcy from her helpless best friend.

"Do you want to eat?" She first bites off a third of the memorable first pocky herself. The remaining half that she didn't eat was split in half by her.

One was fed to his best friend's mouth, and the other was handed to Hoshino Mahiro.

"Thank you, teacher......" The topic that had originally entered the main topic was interrupted by Emi Fujiwara with a snack, and Hoshino Mahiro looked at the pocky in his hand with mixed feelings.

The rain and dew are evenly wet, and everyone has a share.

This kind of sharing behavior that is not deliberate at all but has a super high score even makes his heart pound a little, this mature and naïve senior sister is damn sweet!

How did she manage to be so natural?

Perhaps ten years ago, when she was still a young girl, Emi Fujiwara, who was subconsciously touching flowers and grass, was in pain and happiness in round after round of lily Shura field.

Hoshino Mahiro suddenly had a conjecture that wasn't necessarily right.

Maybe it wasn't her witchcraft to take down Haruka Amano in the first place, but the Yamato Nadeshiko smiled and swept away all the wreckage of the uninvited rivals from the two of them......

"What's wrong with Zhenxun-san?"

"Nothing." Hoshino Mahiro, who had inadvertently spied on the tragic Shura Field, shook his head frantically and ate the pokcy under Amano's smiling gaze.

"Yukichi Fukuzawa still has a few more years, right?"

Hoshino Mahiro nodded: "In a few years, Yukichi Fukuzawa will be replaced by Eiichi Shibusawa, and the era of using Yukichi Fukuzawa to weigh 10,000 yen will come to an end." ”

"I see." Emi Fujiwara was thoughtful. "We're going to talk about Shibusawa Eiichi in the future?"

"That's not necessary, Shibusawa Sakae feels a little awkward to read."

"Indeed." The two young women agreed.

Compared with the so-called Showa feelings and Fukuzawa Yukichi era, the trivial matter of whether the next name sounds smooth or not is more worthy of their careful discussion.

Anyway.

Goodbye, all Fukuzawa Yukichi.

……

"The 10,000 yen revision seems to be very important, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me."

"Why do you say that?"

"Before the next payday, the teacher didn't even have 10,000 yen in his wallet." Emi Fujiwara sighed, looking at Fukuzawa Yukichi in Hoshino Mahiro's hand with a wave of envy.

"How many are left?"

"7960 yuan."

"No matter how you say that 7,960 yuan is a bit ......, and the salary has been spent by the teacher?"

Hoshino Mahiro is a little strange.,As a top private school park, Shengyang will definitely not be stingy with teachers' salaries.。

In addition to the superficial salary income, a series of allowances set up by the seventh generation of principals can be said to have raised the treatment of teachers in Shengyang to a staggering level.

According to Sayoko, in addition to the standard salary, Emi Fujiwara also has meal allowance, transportation allowance, position allowance, seniority allowance, and class teacher allowance......

It's only mid-to-late April now, and the wallet has bottomed out, is Emi Fujiwara using her salary to support a runaway rural farmer girl?

"Memi's salary is all with me, and every payday I will leave her some pocket money for daily use." Haruka Amano came out to explain. "After all, when she doesn't look at Megumi, she will buy some strange things and go home."

With that, she took out her phone and showed Hoshino Mahiro a few photos.

A whole wall of single comics, all kinds of strange peripherals, and all kinds of extremely well-made figures.

"Do you actually have it at the teacher's house, a complete set of golden Saint Seiya figures with the base of the Sanctuary." Hoshino Mahiro's tone was full of envy, and even if that set of figures was given to him, there would be no place to put it at home.

"Pretty good! Do you want to visit my house next time? ”.

“”

Emi Fujiwara stared straight at Mahiro Hoshino. "Can Hoshino feel it now?"

"Behind the drink is the teacher's love for the students."

"Okay, okay, I see." A few weeks ago, there was a teacher's love for the students behind the glass of double thick honey drink, Hoshino Mahiro didn't know.

The psychological shadow is quite large.