On the morning of early May, Fujii Shu was riding his bicycle to school, passing by a convenience store, and he remembered that the Chainsaw Man he copied seemed to have been published in the semi-monthly magazine of Shogakukan, right?

"Welcome."

After the automatic door opened, the greeting of the young female clerk sounded, Fujii Shu came to the magazine bookshelf and picked up a semi-monthly magazine from Shogakukan, the cover was the popular Detective Conan, and the corners were printed with some popular characters from serialized works, and the most inconspicuous upper left corner was the image of Denji holding Pochita in his arms.

"Courtesy, ¥280."

The semi-monthly magazine was nearly twice as thick as the average weekly magazine, and the fee was naturally more expensive, so Fujii paid for it, put it in his bag, and rode his bicycle to continue on his way.

Came to the classroom and handed in the homework to the class leader Chika Akiyama, Hasezi in the back seat looked down alone and read a book, and the chatting and laughing of the classmates around her separated her by a wall of air, close at hand, as far as the horizon.

"This is the latest work of the Minotaur warriors.,Hypnosis Academy special.,I finally grabbed it.。

A few male classmates were trading paintings, and their laughter was obscene, and the female high school students next to them were talking about the stars on TV, and when they saw Fujii Shu appearing, they turned their eyes to it.

Sitting down and flipping through the semi-monthly magazine of the Shogakukan, Fujii Tree found the first chapter of his Chainsaw Man at the very end of the page, and he didn't know if the original author, who was only one word different from himself, would covet his talent after seeing this work, so he had a strong hatred.

After a few brief flips, Fujii closed the semi-monthly magazine and turned to look at Azusa Hase, who had borrowed a white-covered novel from the school library in her hand, called Reminiscences of the Past, written by a Frenchman.

"Do you want to be Madame Guermont inside? Or the courtesan Lady Odette? ”

Fujii's literary skills that were about to be upgraded to LV4 were only brushed up after he had read a large number of novels, and he had also read this pioneering work of stream-of-consciousness novels.

"Or, the rebellious Miss Alberty?"

Seeing that Azusa Hasei was slow to answer her question, Fujii Shu simply snatched the novel from her desk and put down the semi-monthly magazine of the Elementary School Museum that she had just bought.

Fujii ...... Fujii-san, please give it back to me. ”

Azusa Hasei raised her head in a low voice and pleaded, her eyes aimed at Mao Asami's side, worried and frightened like a frightened bunny.

But it's too late.,Asami Mao will always look at the Fujii tree by the window, intentionally or unintentionally.,Such an obvious exchange.,It's already in her eyes.。

"Life is just a series of isolated moments, and by memories and fantasies, many meanings emerge and then disappear and then resurface."

Fujii Shu read the passage above the reminiscences of the watery years, her voice was subdued and abrupt, full of emotional color, Hasezi listened a little dumbfounded, and the teenager by the window read her favorite novel under the slightly undulating transparent screen, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"I will eventually forget the paths, the mountains and the fields in my dreams, and the dreams that will never come true."

Turning to the next few pages, Fujii found the sentence he liked, and said softly, a gust of wind came from the window, and a few scattered cherry blossom petals, fluttering and falling, stayed on the desk in front of him, and the palm of the young man.

"It's the last bit of cherry blossoms."

Fujii turned his head to look at the cherry blossom trees outside the window, which were no longer pink in early April, and he sighed a little, another spring disappeared in front of him.

"Smack!"

There was a sound of falling objects in the classroom, and everyone looked at Mao Asami, her water cup smashed on the ground, the lid also fell off, and transparent pure water was bubbling out, and the person, with a slight smile, said sorry and picked up the dropped water cup.

At noon, Azusa Hasei ran out of the classroom as soon as she got out of class, as if she would meet with someone if she stayed with someone for a long time.

With the lesson of the last time, she chose to eat the lunch box brought by her family in the school's women's toilet this time, and she didn't even dare to use the microwave oven in the classroom, for fear that she would be caught and bullied by Mao Asami again if she was late.

"Where is that giant girl hiding? Find out! ”

The leader made an unquestionable voice, and it was Mao Asami.

There were footsteps outside the women's restroom, and one door after another was opened, only the door that Hasezi locked was closed, and it was easy to guess her location.

"Get out! Hurry up. ”

Kicked the door of the compartment where Azusa Hasei was hiding, Mao Asami had never been so angry, since she was a child, she could get everything she wanted, and now she was so intimate with a guy she looked down on, and Fujii Tree, who refused to have a relationship with her, wasn't it a slap in the face.

"I'm sorry."

Azusa Hase, who has always been submissive, obediently opened the door, and saw Mao Asami with a cold face, as well as her two followers, these girls are only as tall as her chin, but they are tall and aggressive.

"I've forgotten what I said to you, haven't you? Looking for a fight! ”

Mao Asami raised her arm, a slap was about to fall, and she was grabbed by a strong hand, she turned around in surprise, it was actually Fujii Shu, who was a boy, and she also followed into the women's toilet, and there were a few female classmates standing outside the door who were watching the excitement, pointing at her actions.

"That's enough, Asami-san. Stop bullying Azusa Hase, she didn't mess with you. ”

Fujii didn't care about other people's eyes, and without using much strength in his arm, he pressed down Asami's hand.

"So you've gotten a piece a long time ago, and you've been on home plate? Have you opened a room? "Mao Asami actually doesn't like Fujii Tree much, she wants the best thing, Fujii Tree's appearance is the best among the boys in school, of course she will pursue it, but now she cares about her affairs like this, she won't give him a trace of affection.

"That, it's not ......" Azusa Hase, who opened her mouth to defend herself, was interrupted by Fujii.

"Yes, Zi is my girlfriend, bullying her is offending me, although I don't want to hit a woman, I can't help it."

What kind of soap opera plot is this, and why did it happen to me? How would a perfect woman like me be inferior to a cowering giant? It's ridiculous!

Mao Asami got rid of Fujii's hand, made a gloomy face, no longer entangled, and walked away quickly.

"I'm sorry everyone, I can't watch my girlfriend being bullied, I'm so sorry!"

After bowing to the female classmates who were watching the bustle at the door, Fujii took Azusa Hase's hand and pulled her out of the place.

The two went up to the rooftop, and Fujii Shu let go of his hand and explained.

"I'm sorry, it was too sudden, but Mao Asami shouldn't trouble you again in the future."

Fujii Shu apologized and explained to Azusa Hase, who was still sluggish.

Only then did I notice that Nagatsusa, who was not much shorter than herself, had a charming face, small beauty moles dripping from the corners of her eyes, and under the towering nose of Joan, the angle of the small and moving cherry lips was extremely attractive, which made people can't help it, and wanted to bow their heads and taste the fragrance.