When Fujii Shu saved a little free attribute, the time has come to March 2014, the destination of the third year of high school study trip is their favorite university, the school will arrange a group of students from similar cities in a statistical manner, because he has been to Waseda once, Fujii Shu did not sign up.

The blackboard in the classroom is written with a graduation speech, and the speed at which the cherry blossoms fall outside the window I don't know if there is a speed of five centimeters per second, Miyagi, the teacher in charge of the class teacher, finished his speech, his eyes were red, this is the first batch of students she brought as a class teacher, and they are about to disperse.

Most of these students will go on to well-known universities in the country, and a small number of students who have performed abnormally will enter specialized institutions to repeat their studies.

"Ding Dong!"

When the last bell rang for the end of high school, Fujii Shu withdrew his gaze from the window and said goodbye to his classmates in the classroom.

When he walked to the entrance where he changed his shoes and opened the shoe cabinet, a full pile of pink letter paper poured out, and Fujii looked at the shoe cabinet where there was nothing but letters, sighed helplessly, and bent down to pick up the letter that had fallen at his feet.

"That, Fujii-san, can you give me a twist buckle."

When I looked up, it was a girl I didn't know, standing timidly in front of me, her voice trembling.

The island country has a tradition of giving buttons to clothes when they graduate, usually the second button on the shirt, as a symbol of ideas that cannot be sought, and has been pursued by generations of young boys and girls.

"Yes, thank you."

Fujii was considerate for a moment, unscrewed the second button on his shirt, and handed it to the girl.

"You don't need it here, just one location."

The girl was a little flattered, waved her hand, and finally only took the bottom button of his shirt, but fortunately he still had a school uniform blazer, so he didn't have to worry about the danger of exposing his chest and belly.

When he walked into the school's parking shed, all the buttons on his shirt, including the sleeves, were all asked, and only his pockets were left, and there was a second button that had been removed, the one with the most special meaning.

Pushed out the bicycle, but found that the squad leader Chika Akiyama was standing behind him, he heard someone approaching, but he didn't expect it to be her, except for collecting homework on weekdays, he rarely talked to this quiet single-ponytail obedient female squad leader.

As his thoughts flowed, he guessed something, pushed the cart past Chika Akiyama, took the last button from her pocket while she was not looking, and stuffed it into Chika Akiyama's school bag.

And Chika Akiyama didn't seem to notice it, and the courage she had finally mustered up, was interrupted.

It wasn't until she got in the car that her parents took her to Kyoto that she was admitted to Kyoto University with excellent grades, and never saw the boy by the classroom window again.

"The house has been rented in advance, and it just so happens that our family can spend a few days in Kyoto, what's wrong? Feeling sad about saying goodbye to high school life? ”

The father, who was driving, saw the loneliness on Chika Akiyama's face through the rearview mirror, and comforted him.

"College is more comfortable than high school, liberal arts majors are basically four days a week, and there are no classes and teachers in charge, if you meet someone you like, take it home and let us see, it's okay to get married."

"Can't you just say a few words and concentrate on driving?" Her mother knew Chika Akiyama better, and she was displeased to stop her father's unbridled words.

At this time, a button fell from the side pocket of the school bag, and Chika Akiyama picked it up and looked at it, and there were still broken threads left on it.

She suddenly remembered something, lowered her head and buried her face in her legs, her shoulders twitching slightly.

Goodbye, my high school days; Goodbye, boy by the window.

She thought that this unrequited love that ended without a problem would finally come to an end.

——

At the beginning of April, Waseda University, Shinjuku-ku, Tokyo, entrance day.

After overcoming the tiredness in the bed, Fujii got up from the bed in the bedroom, and he moved into an apartment seven or eight kilometers away from the school two days in advance, a standard one-bedroom and one-living room single suite, with a total area of less than 40 square meters, a monthly rent of 40,000 yen, and about a ten-minute walk from the nearest tram stop.

At the age of nineteen this year, his height is 179 cm, which is considered to be the upper middle level among his peers, but the altitude of some middle school students on the street is almost catching up with him.

Get up and wash up, change into a black suit prepared in advance for the entrance exam, tie a white shirt, and a tie printed with the image of Kira Kira's stand-in killer queen cat cat head, which is the only maverick thing about his clothes.

This tie is a treasure of Uncle Tianhai, and the black suit was also bought based on his school experience, and the full set is about 20,000 yen, including the cowhide shoes under his feet.

"Okay, it's time to listen to the school leaders chanting."

Facing the bathroom mirror, Fujii Shu, who still maintained his long broken hair, picked up his new backpack and went out at 7:20.

After buying a one-way ticket at the station, Fujii waited on the platform for a while, with a long line of young girls lined up behind him, while the middle-aged office worker uncle on the left and right was waiting alone.

"Is it the new Genesys artist secretly filming a show?"

"Really, so handsome? Maybe it really is. ”

"He seems to be from Koshien..."

The train came to a stop, and Fujii chose to stand in a remote corner to avoid superfluous sight and attention.

And beside him, there was also a middle-aged man who was much shorter than himself, wearing sunglasses and a mask, which was very suspicious at first glance.

"Waseda University? Oh, it's school day. ”

The man in the mask glanced at the half-cut opening notice exposed from the pocket of Fujii's jacket, and muttered in his mouth, inexplicably feeling a little nostalgic.

"Senior, did you graduate from Waseda?"

Fujii Shu whispered that the noise on the train in the island country was too loud, and people would think that it was rude and cause trouble to others, and the reason why he asked was because he felt that the voice of the mask man was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Well, I did go to Waseda University, majoring in Chinese literature, but I dropped out halfway through."

It's rare to meet the juniors of the former alma mater, and the mask man talks more, look carefully, is this little brother's appearance exaggerated, although he is hiding in the corner like him, the women in the carriage always sweep over intentionally or unintentionally, and a few people who don't play a straight hook and stare at Fujii Tree, are you planning to go to the station and knock people out and take them away?

"That's a coincidence, I'm also a major in Chinese literature, and the professor is said to be Sousuke Fukuyama."

Fujii is used to this kind of attention, and after the charm reaches its peak, he has seen the stalker more than a dozen times, chatting casually, anyway, there are still several stops in the car.

"Actually, you are so outstanding, it may be good to be an artist after graduation, but you must finish school, which can be regarded as a lesson in the future."

Since he is a junior in the same major as the university, the man in the mask admonished earnestly, and before getting off the train after two stops, he suddenly stuffed a business card and explained.

"If you want to develop in the direction of an artist in the future, I can give some advice, and help me tell Professor Fukuyama that I am deeply sorry for my recklessness back then."

If it's just a mediocre-looking junior, his words are only in the second half, but it's a pity that Fujii doesn't take advantage of such conditions, so he said a little more.

After leaving the station, the masked man got into the Mercedes-Benz nanny car on the side of the road and took off his sunglasses and mask.

Fujii Shu had a feeling of inexplicability, and opened the business card, and the kanji on it was written with a very well-known name.

"Masato Sakai / actor."

It turned out to be this one!

Fujii is not a star chaser, but Sakai Masato has been in the limelight in recent years, and it is difficult to think about it.

The little brother just now always feels like I've seen it.

Masato Sakai, who boarded the nanny car and went to the crew to film, took out his mobile phone and flipped through the browsing records on it, until the news of last summer's Koshien report came to mind.

Is it called Fujii Tree? Athletic genius high school student? It's so handsome, it's a foul.

He pursed his lips with an envious expression.

This guy doesn't have to be an artist at all! Signing a team casually has made a lot of money, isn't his words a clown? How can it be repaired! ——

Exit the station from Takadanobaba Station and enter nearby Waseda University along the way, and the most popular shops along the way are all kinds of izakayas, and the prices on the signboards, especially the alcoholic beverages, are very cheap, and Fujii trees, who have not yet reached the drinking age, are naturally not allowed to buy and drink, so they just glance at it and enter the hall on campus with the flow of people who also participate in the entrance ceremony.

The Waseda Kaikan is much more imposing than Hachioji High School, with a large ceiling projection screen hanging high on the podium, no fixed chairs in the middle of the venue, all simple folding chairs, and the names of the students and high schools posted on the inner side, so everyone needs to be seated.

Fujii found his name in the first three rows, and the small area around him was also a student of Hachioji High School, and as soon as he sat down, he found an acquaintance.

"Fujii-san, I thought the staff was mistaken, your grades and reputation, it's a pity not to go to Todai."

The person on the left, who was none other than the head of the kendo department, Rikichi Ichikawa, opened his mouth in surprise and asked.

"Isn't Waseda University notoriously lenient? In addition to the strictness of the Faculty of Politics and Law, I don't want to be involved with the elite of the whole country anymore, so it's not bad to come here. ”

Fujii replied jokingly that Minister Ichikawa had listened to him explain the meaning of the trendy word involution, and nodded suspiciously.

"I entered the Faculty of Commerce, and I was not much better than the Faculty of Political Science."

"Oh, I chose the Department of Literature, majoring in Chinese literature, and my Chinese is not bad."

Fujii Shu, who was a Chinese in his previous life, took a coincidence, how to say that he also received more than ten years of education back then, maybe the professor Fukuyama who taught him is not as good as his own Chinese.

"I heard that this year's National Kendo Tournament is more valued than in previous years, and even the sword and protective gear used in the competition have been changed, and the champion can get 100 million yen, are you interested?"

Before he could say a few words, Ichikawa Rikichi's fox tail was revealed, he himself is at the level of the fifth dan of kendo, plus Fujii Shu, who can win the championship with one to one hundred, can also divide one or two million yen if he hugs his thighs, right?

"Isn't it true that all genres can participate? Aren't you going to help your father's Ichikawa Ichikawa-ryu? ”

The event planned by Zhou Toriping has been bombarded by major media recently, and the publicity efforts after the state apparatus was launched have made the people of the entire island country more or less understand, and Fujii Shu is no exception, asking rhetorically.

"Haha... Well, I also have an uncle from the same school of Osaka who is the seventh dan of kendo, and his apprentice is the sixth dan, so it's not my turn to represent Ichikawaryu. ”

Ichikawa Rikichi was a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and smiled bitterly on his face, his sword power was only five stages, and he didn't live in the ring, how could he grab the precious place in the competition.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to invite Mr. Takayasu Okushima, President of the University, to deliver the opening speech at the entrance ceremony."

Fujii was about to answer, when the host's voice sounded on the stage, and the venue suddenly fell silent, and many eyes stared at the old man standing on the rostrum.

It's not younger than the vice president, are all colleges and universities in island countries managed by the elderly?

Forced to abort the conversation, Fujii looked at the silver-sided, silver-sided, principal Okushima, and like everyone else, waited for him to speak.

"This year is the 132nd year of our Waseda, and I would like to congratulate all of you who have passed a rigorous examination to be selected for this school and proved their learning ability."

Although Principal Okushima was old, he was still full of energy, and he took the pre-prepared speech and spoke for ten minutes to complete this boring speech, and after the entrance ceremony, the students lined up and left.

Fujii and Ichikawa Rikichi separated, went to their respective divisions, and received their student IDs, a school magazine that introduced the school's contents, and a one-page freshman class schedule.

Unlike Hwakoku, island universities rarely have dormitories, let alone Waseda in Shinjuku-ku, Tokyo, so the traditional division of meeting roommates does not occur.

And there is no fixed class at the university, and the professor is only responsible for teaching, not the responsibility of the class teacher, and the reason why Fujii Shu knows who the professor of his subject is, is because of the information revealed in advance by Mr. Hayakawa of the admissions office.

In four years of college, you can graduate after completing 120 units of credits, and you only take classes on average four days a week in your freshman year, and you will have to stop stocking in your sophomore and junior years in the future!

After reading the content of the freshman class schedule, Fujii Shu was powerless to complain, although he said that he was here to lie down and live a flat life, but your discipline is also really face-saving, and people are always a little contradictory, just like worrying about both his cousin's hardships and his cousin who is afraid of driving a Land Rover.

Today is the entrance ceremony, and tomorrow is the official school, he put everything in his school bag and walked to the station back to the apartment.

At another more prestigious university in Tokyo, Rin Kamiya, who was seated in the first row of students, walked out of the venue with patience until the president's speech was over.

Fujii tree, you're not at Todai at all! Where did you go!

She tore up the admission notice of the University of Tokyo, threw the debris into the trash can on the side of the road, pursed the corners of her lips in anger, and her face was as cold as a thousand years of frost.

(End of chapter)