The three-day exam was over, and Sora felt liberated.

All in all, thanks to Sakura's help, I was able to answer the questions that were originally difficult to understand during the Chinese exam. Compared to the temporary cramming, this exam is still relatively easy, but perhaps because this exam is the first school test since coming here, he also feels some pressure.

The previous learning environment was all self-conscious, and when I was in junior high school, I still stayed in a private middle school, and my autonomy still needs to be improved, but this time I spent more time on Chinese subjects and focused on exams. And although he was a little nervous that his efforts were tested, after all the exams were completed, he thought that he had performed quite satisfactorily this time.

Since I didn't have an idea of the answer with others, I was going to wait for Sister Qianxue to pick up Qianxia after the exam.

[Imaizumi-san, how did you do in the exam?] ]

While Sora was leaning against the wall, thinking about what to cook for dinner tonight, Hirata-san came over and greeted me.

The other party is really no matter when and where,Reveal a sense of confidence,To be honest, I'm a little envious of him.,Can be free to wander in the classroom atmosphere.,Although sometimes,Can't understand what others say.,After all, it's easy to sink into your own world.。

[It should be okay, almost all of them can answer.] ]

[Oh~! Imaizumi-san's original person is a hidden person with extremely high academic ability.,I invited you to a book club a few days ago.,I'm really sorry; You adults don't care about villains, forgive me for being reckless~]

[Ah, actually, I didn't take it to heart, this part... On the contrary, I want to thank you, thank you for caring about me so much, but I'm sorry I couldn't mention it to you. ]

[That's good, I'm still thinking, your Chinese may be a little difficult, I think it would be good to help you.] ]

[...... Actually, someone helped me. ]

[Huh?] In this way, it's really the counseling of a talented female senior sister. ]

[... Yes... In a sense, it is indeed the counseling of talented women. ]

[Ah~ I really envy you, I also want to have a girl tutor me in my studies.] ]

[There are a lot of girls who like you, so there are no girls who don't want to study with you.] ]

Sora looked at Hirata speechlessly, obviously a handsome boy with high academic ability, how could he need someone else's counseling? At most, it's just a joke.

After the exam, the students gathered in groups to discuss the content of the exam, or they were probably answering each other.

Sora watched Sakura and the other two girls take out the exam papers of each subject to discuss the relevant content, and the way they answered each other and laughed made some of the boys in the class stunned.

Sora can understand their behavior, after all, Sakura is excellent in every part.

[..... Worthy of the title of fairy. ]

Sora didn't specify who it was, but someone seemed to hear it.

Hirata also looked over with an annoying smile on his face.

[Hey, because Horii-san is cute and smart, and he's excellent in every aspect, it's normal to attract other people's attention.] ]

[That's right.] ]

[It can't be, Imaizumi has a crush on a fairy, right?] But I remember the first week of school, and it felt like the other party was trying to trouble you. ]

[Ah, not really.] ]

After all, the other party only intersected because of the things encountered at the beginning of school, and I thought there was no follow-up, but it backfired. Of course, these words were not uttered.

Hirata couldn't stop laughing at my frowning and thinking expression, and it was only when I didn't really want to pay attention to the other person's slightly meaningful smile that I heard another pleasant laugh, and Sora's serious expression relaxed slightly.

[Yi, if the joke is too much, Imaizumi will be unhappy.] ]

[It's okay, it's okay, Imaizumi won't be angry about this little thing.] ]

[I'm going to take a look at your nasty face.] ]

It was Shenquan Zhou Yi who came to play the round, and he brought Hanada, that is, his girlfriend. It was hard to say anything for a while, he shrugged his shoulders and ignored Hirata again.

[Imaizumi, you got the test...... Judging by your expression, it should be pretty good. ]

[... Well, it's okay, just do your best for me, and you are? ]

The other party suddenly accosted him, but because he didn't write down the other party's name when school started, Sora still asked the other party.

[Ah, I'm sorry, I'm Shenquan Zhou Yi, just call me Yi, this is Hanada, please take care of me.] ]

[I am.] Izumi is empty, so please take care of it in the future. ]

[Also... Thought... It's hard for Imaizumi's classmates... Get along. ]

After Yi introduced himself like this, Hanada, the girl behind him, opened her mouth, and it seemed that she had left that impression on the first day of school. Sora secretly regretted it in his heart, and he wanted to mingle with his classmates.

[Originally, when Yi proposed to hold a reading club, we thought about inviting you and thinking about helping you integrate into the class as soon as possible.] ]

[I'm bothering you, Izumi.] ]

[Oops, just call me Yi, it's a good life.] ]

Shenquan patted me on the shoulder, and I subconsciously took a step back.

[uh...]

[Sorry, I... I'm not used to that. That... I even left. ]

After saying this, I left the classroom in a bit of a panic, leaving the three stunned behind. The remaining three, you look at me, I look at yours, and finally Hirata followed my footsteps out of the classroom.

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On the rooftop at this time, he stood by the railing and looked into the distance, but he remembered the past in his mind.

Because I was a single parent and an only child, I was sent by my mother to a private school, a school with classes all day and a very high number of teachers.

The management is orderly, and the life is lived day after day.

Before that happened, maybe life would have ended so uneventfully.

[Yo, I'm obviously a bad student like us, why are you so active?] Show it to the learner, I really think the teacher is praising you. It's disgusting. ]

In the corner, a group of boys surround a bespectacled boy, who is obviously in the same class, but such behavior is staged every day.

[When school was out last night, didn't you ask you to bring Sanmingye today?] What about Sanmingye? ]

The boy with a pot lid kicked the table as he spoke.

[No... You told my mom on the chat log that you didn't let me buy sandwich. ]

[I said no, no, you're so stupid, you can't buy anything.] Rubbish. ]

[I...]

The man with the lid kicked the table, because the man with glasses was sitting in the corner, and kicked the table backwards and hit the man with glasses in the chest.

[Hmm...] He snorted softly in pain.

At this time, the psychology of revenge was buried in his heart, he didn't know why no one came to help him when he suffered such a thing, and no one called the teacher for him, he didn't understand. He only knew that he was being bullied, and there was no one to help him, so he could only rely on himself.

So, in this private school, the campus rules do not allow students to carry mobile phones. He went to report this matter to the class guide, he thought that after the report, the other party would be severely punished or other punishments, but he was still too naïve.

After the class guide just confiscated the other party's mobile phone, there was no follow-up, and he did not admit that he reported it himself. In this way, until the end of school in the afternoon, junior high school students will leave school early on Friday afternoon. And before he left the classroom, he never went to see the person who bullied him.

Just when he thought it was over. When he returned to the classroom on Monday, he realized that he had been too naïve. Most of the review materials in the desk cabinet were missing, and he couldn't find them anywhere, so he thought they had been borrowed or taken by mistake.

But that morning, a classmate who had a good relationship with him said that your information was taken by the boy and thrown into the big trash can outside.

When I heard this, I didn't confront the other party at the first time, but chose to report the incident to the teacher. I didn't say who deliberately lost my things, but I said that my materials were missing, after all, there is no evidence that the other party lost all my review materials.

In addition, it was close to the entrance examination at that time, so this kind of thing was thought to be just an ordinary incident, but in the end, it caused parents to come to the school to deal with it.

My parents had been separated for years, and my mother was busy with work all day. It was my mother's father, my maternal grandfather.

When the head teacher came to the class to explain the seriousness of this matter, no one in the class stood up and said a word, and the instigator had an expression of indifference, which made me very angry.

After class, I reported to the teacher that someone had seen my materials being lost, and I also named the person who lost my book.

I knew that after doing this, making this choice, I would be in the class, absolutely, absolutely excluded. Being feared by others, after all, a person as bad as me will only find someone else to solve it.

Because of my grandfather's personal relationship, it is said that he was a fellow villager with the principal at the time, and the teachers at the school seemed to know the identity of my grandfather. But I didn't even ask about these things.

I just asked my grandfather: What about my mother? Why didn't she come?

I don't understand, I don't understand ...

I was just

It's just that

I want to make the mother

Trust me a little more.

Looking at the person who bullied me who threw my information, he hid behind his parents and was well protected.

Even if he had done something like that, he should have no remorse.

After all, it is his parents who apologize for him, and no matter how many mistakes he makes, his parents will solve it for him like this.

In order to seek my forgiveness, his parents bowed to his grandfather and apologized, and the perpetrator hid behind him without saying a word.

Looking at such a picture, I felt a strange emotion in my heart.

I don't care.

How about all

It doesn't matter anymore.

I accepted the other parent's apology.

But I don't accept that person's apology. I didn't say the second half of the sentence, after all, I didn't want to embarrass the other party's parents, and it wasn't the adults who should apologize, but the people who made mistakes.

In the end, they negotiated with their grandfather to complete the cost of completing the information, and they accepted it in full, and the matter was over.

Yes, that's it, the initiator has not apologized for anything, has not done anything, and has not received the slightest punishment.

The event is over.

When I returned home that night, I didn't receive a word of love. But.

Why would the other party do this?

Why would you be provoked to do such a thing?

I can't answer. Watching my mother do this, I didn't say anything, and I, too, didn't want to say anything. I silently shut myself up, ignoring a word from my mother.

The next day, I came to school.

There was a strange atmosphere in the class, and all the students looked at me like clowns.

Even the good classmate who told me about the process of losing the information kept a distance from me.

After receiving a new resource book from the teacher, I returned to my seat, but because of my proximity to the initiator, I removed the desk without the teacher's consent and "isolated" myself from the class.

That day was over under very strange circumstances. I didn't tell my mother that she was tired from working every day, and I didn't want to trouble her anymore. And, yesterday ...

Day 3.

[Teacher, I want to go home and study on my own.] ］

When I said this, I was standing in the office at this time, and the other subject teachers looked at me in shock, while the head teacher stared at my face at this time, and finally sighed.

[I will submit the relevant information to the above, and I will inform your family.] ］

[Well, thank you, Mr. Zhou.] ］

Ms. Zhou, who is the English teacher and homeroom teacher of the third grade in China, is very concerned about my poor English. Because of my serious learning style, I was shown positive teaching materials to the whole class and let my classmates learn from them.

For me, Mr. Zhou is someone I met and really regarded me as a good student. Although my English score is very poor.

But he really cared about me like a father...

I, who had never felt a father's love, originally thought that I could spend this year like this.

[Be self-disciplined when studying on your own.] ］

[I... Yes. ］

After saying this, Mr. Zhou left the office, and I got the fake note, left the school, and returned home.

I knew that I would disappoint Mr. Zhou, but I didn't want to stay in that environment anymore.

I chose... Evade.

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[I've been hiding there and listening for so long, it's time to come out.] ］

[Oops, I found out.] ］

When he came to the rooftop to look into the distance, he had already found that Yi had already followed him to the rooftop gate.

[Sorry to hear your old story.] ］

[I don't say it, you can't hear it, why apologize?] ］

［.... Yes.... What about that..... That's right. ］

Looking at Hirata Yi, who was scratching his head and his eyes were erratic, Sora chuckled, it turned out that the other party also had such a time when he was a little flustered.

[So, what happened to you in the next few months?] ］

Yi looked at me with some unspeakable expression, and said such a sentence.

I watched him ask this kind of question with some embarrassment, and I could roughly guess that it was okay to say it or not, but I didn't think it was polite.

[Our relationship is not good enough for us to be able to confide in each other.] And just now, it's an exception. When you feel uncomfortable, you can make yourself more relaxed by speaking out. Isn't it? ］

Looking at Yi, who was stunned at this time, Sora bypassed him, opened the rooftop door and walked down.

[uh... ］

[Ahh That one... That one... I didn't mean that. ］

When I opened the rooftop door, I was greeted by flaxen-colored hair, and then a voice rang out. Looking at Sakura in front of her, Sora had a headache, that is, she may have heard what happened just now.

Wow, what a shame.

Sora couldn't help but be annoyed, how could everything happen to her.

[I'm just a little... I'm worried about Imaizumi-san, so I thought... Keep up and see... One time. ］

[Well, what about now?] ］

[No... It's okay. ］

Sora coldly bypassed Sakura and walked downstairs. Yi, who was standing on the rooftop, looked at the empty cherry blossom with a wry smile, and the latter, with his head down, didn't know what he was thinking.

Back in the classroom, Sora has been annoyed and just tries not to show it.

As soon as Sakura returns to the classroom and meets Sora's eyes, she shifts her gaze slightly, and Sora looks away.

But not long after the air was gone, he would always follow her uncontrollably. After all, the tone of his own speech is a bit heavy, and it will not cause the other party to hate it or something.

Although it is a completely different place from the previous living environment, even the language is completely different.

But empty, still afraid, afraid of happening, like before.

I don't believe it, there is no place in this world that is completely bright, as long as there are people, this kind of thing will probably happen.

And sure enough, when school ended, I was blocked in the corridor by the group of people in the class called what was it, the Horii Angel Support Association.

[What's the matter?] ］

[What is the relationship between you and Angel Horii?] ］

[What is the relationship?] ］

When the other party heard me say this, he was a little upset and threw it in my face.

It was supposed to be like this, but Sora grabbed the opponent's wrist, and the slap didn't hit Sora in the face. And behind the empty body, a person suddenly kicked the back of the empty calf.

Sora was in pain and fell to one knee, but he still didn't let go of that hand.

[You're not afraid of finding out to the teacher?] ］

Sora stared at the so-called head of the support club who was caught by the hand, and the other party wanted to shake off his arm in pain, but the empty hand grabbed like a pincer.

[Less nonsense, let go, I told you to let go.] You're here to help. ］

He beckoned to the others to prepare for the air.

[Stop!] What are you doing? ］

A voice rang out suddenly.

Mr. Yamashita stood at the bottom of the corridor and yelled at the people in the hallway, and saw Mr. Yamashita appearing here. The people of the support club scattered in all directions.

[Hey, you guys, help me!] ］

And the boy who was caught by Sora was forcibly left behind because everyone else had run away and was still caught by Sora, and there was no one to help.

At this time, Mr. Yamashita also reacted and stepped forward to grab the boy who was trying to escape.

[Kaohsiung, this time the incident is very bad, I hope you can answer all my questions seriously, now, follow me to the Academic Affairs Office.] Imaizumi-san, this matter is my negligence, and when someone takes you to the infirmary, I will take him to the academic office first. ］

[Hmm.] ］

After saying this, Mr. Yamashita left the stairs with the boy named Takao, and the next moment Mr. Yamashita left the stairs, a flaxen-colored figure ran out and hugged me.

[uh.] ］

Something sudden made the empty head look like a whim, but he smelled the same scent that day, at home.

［... It's you. ］

[Hmm.] ］

As if in response to my words, the other person nodded.

[But, should I go to the infirmary first, my calf hurts.] ］

Sora said helplessly, after all, he had just grabbed the other party's hand, and the back of his calf was kicked, and he was still kneeling on one knee at this time.

[Excuse me, I'll take you to the infirmary right now.] ］

[Hmm.] ］

With Sakura's support, I slowly got up, and the other man tried to wrap my hand around my neck, intending to carry me to the infirmary like this. I quickly refused, told the other person that I could do it, and then leaned against the wall and tried to jump off the stairs on one foot, but I almost fell down at the first step, so I finally walked in the direction of the infirmary.

[You came to Yamashita-sensei.] ］

[Hmm.] ］

[Thank you.] ］

The brief conversation ended, but Sakura's color was erratic and her body trembled.

[What about the others?] ］

[I have something I want to ask the teacher tonight, so Zhenqi and the others have already gone home first.] ］

[Hmm.] ］

The two of them chatted like this, chatting with each other, and before they knew it, they went to the infirmary.

[Don't you feel bothered?] ］

[What?] ］

[Just... It's like, those boys... ］

[Those people?] Sora looked at each other and thought of what had just happened, as if it was some kind of support club. [No, after all, I'm used to this development.] ］

[Huh?] ］

[After all, someone seems to be paying attention to me, and it seems understandable that something like this happened.] ］

[You mean, blame me?] ］

[Not really, it's just... ］

[Just?] ］

[Why do you care so much about me?] ］

Sora finished speaking, staring at Sakura like this.

Sakura, who was stared at like this, looked extremely flustered, and hurriedly pushed Sora into the infirmary. Sora, who lost his balance, fell to the ground like this.

[Shhh ］

[Ahh Sorry, I didn't mean to. You okay? Imaizumi. ］

Sakura hurriedly picked up Sora and asked.

[With such a commotion, I thought you were coming to demolish my infirmary.] ］

A soft female voice sounded, and then a woman in a white robe stood in front of them.

Just looking at the appearance, Sora's first feeling is, which student is this? No, no, she said, the infirmary is hers? And then, Sakura spoke.

[Mr. Aizawa, Imaizumi-san's leg is injured, so I'm sorry for your trouble.] ］

[Oh?] Then help him to the bed. ］

As he said this, Mr. Eizawa turned to look at Sora, who was being held by Sakura, and nodded.

(What is this?) Look at me like this. Sora was a little puzzled, why did the other party look at him.

Supported by Sakura, he sat on the edge of the bed. Sora looked at the sitting side, I don't know why, Sakura's face was a lot redder than usual.

Just when I wanted to ask Sakura what happened.

Mr. Iezawa had an ice pack and a potion in his hand and gave me a simple treatment.

Once the dark blue on my calves had subsided, Sakura and I left the infirmary.

[Strange boys, obviously girls care so much.] Will? Is the guy a scumbag? ］

When Mr. Eizawa watched the two of them leave the infirmary, she didn't notice any intimate movements on the part of the other, but she could really feel that there must be something between the two of them.

[Well, forget it, I'm off work too.] Eat egg roast tonight, eh. ］

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Sora and Sakura, who left the infirmary, walked side by side on the way home.

As if to take care of Sora, whose foot is injured, Sakura slows down to let Sora keep up. Although in Sora's opinion, there is no need to do such a thing, after being dealt with by Mr. Eizawa, the pain is significantly reduced, and there is no problem with normal walking.

The two of them were so quiet, without saying a word, and spent the day in silence.

And in the psychology of emptiness, this is the time when heaven and man are at war.

Beautiful girl taking care of an injured boy, this kind of picture must be particularly beautiful.