Wednesday

Early in the morning, Kyosuke Hojo's biological clock automatically woke him up, and after washing, he took the elevator downstairs with a bamboo knife on his back.

Today, I got on the subway with the exact train number, and Kyosuke Hojo walked slowly from the subway station to school at his favorite pace, and on the way, he bought milk and bread at the convenience store and ate it while walking.

"Good guy!"

Kyosuke Hojo stopped and said hello loudly to Takehiro Akiji, who was still in charge of Kazeki at the door, and another person who didn't know his name.

Not only did Kyosuke Hojo stop, it was time for the students to enter the school, and everyone at the school gate stopped to look at him.

"Good guy!" At least ten or more people shouted.

Dongcheng is the headquarters of the Runaway Angels, with 900 people in junior high school and 1,200 people in high school, and there is a member of the Runaway Angels among 20 people. If this is not stopped, Kyosuke Hojo will have a bunch of people saying hello wherever he goes at school.

I thought about the scene for a moment: just after entering the bathroom, a row of strong men with their pants down to their thighs stood in front of the urinal and greeted him in unison.

God, spare me, this is too much of a society to die.

Kyosuke Hojo didn't know how Maki faced this situation, but he decided that he would try not to get out of the classroom until tonight.

"It's you, Hongwu, your hands are okay, are they?"

Kyosuke Hojo was speechless, but he still cared about the situation of Hiroshi Shimoakiji. That's right, this guy also rushed up to fight yesterday, and his combat power can't be said to be weak, but it's just a matter of a knife.

"Yes, it's totally fine." Akiji Hongwu raised the bamboo knife and waved it a few times.

"That's good, see you in the evening." After saying that, Kyosuke Hojo walked into the school gate and walked towards the teaching building.

"Slow down!"

……

In addition to saying hello along the way, Kyosuke Hojo also heard those people silently discussing what "handsless demons" he had walked by.

What kind of mess is that? Maki seems to have mentioned it last night.

Finally walked to the classroom, but before Kyosuke Hojo could breathe a sigh of relief, another shout rang out in the classroom.

"Good guy!"

It's the bastard of Tetsuta Misaki again, and he's standing in the open space at the back of the classroom, with his hands behind his back, his feet apart, and a ninety-degree bow.

Kyosuke Hojo walked up in two steps, clamped Shisaki Tetsuta's head under his armpit with his left hand, and made a fist with his right hand to spin vigorously on his head.

"I think you kid is a heart!"

"Ahh

"I have to teach you a lesson today!" Kyosuke Hojo doesn't care, it's still like teaching his son a lesson.

"Spare me."

After making a fuss for a while, and after discovering that everyone in the classroom was paying attention to them, Kyosuke Hojo let go of Tetsuta Shisaki.

Returning to his seat, Kyosuke Hojo was a little happy. When he was in elementary school, his classmates were too naïve, and the few friends were all girls, and he hadn't played with his friends like this for a long time.

"Shisaki, do you know what they mean by 'handsless demons'?" Kyosuke Hojo looked at Tetsuta Shisaki, and he knew that his number one little brother was the most well-informed.

"Huh? Chief, don't you know? Tetsuta Shisaki looked surprised.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and explain it to me."

Looking at Shisaki Tetsuta's expression, Kyosuke Hojo had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Okay, that's the nickname of the chief chief!" The handless demon', how domineering, it sounds scary. Tetsuta Samisaki said proudly.

"Poof"

Kyosuke Hojo squirted out a mouthful of milk directly, but fortunately he turned to the side at the last moment and didn't spray Tetsuta Saki on his face.

What the heck? My nickname? A demon without a hand? Still domineering?

Look at Kyosuke Maki's nickname, Dongcheng Haojie, do you have any misunderstanding about domineering?

"What the hell is going on?"

Kyosuke Hojo hurriedly asked, walking the rivers and lakes, the name is the most important. It is said that there is only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname. In the future, I will go out with this nickname, I am afraid that I will not be laughed off.

"It's the chief, when you hit someone, you stare at other people's hands, whether it's a person who runs away with angels or a person who loves beauty and the Lord, they all recognize this nickname. They say that no pair of hands can remain intact in the face of a handsless demon! Hence the nickname. ”

Tired, destroy, it's all over.

Kyosuke Hojo turned his head expressionlessly, not wanting to hear Tetsuta Misaki touting how handsome and domineering this nickname was.

Sakura, that guy would have laughed at me if he knew, and that unreliable mother.

Kyosuke Hojo could already imagine the two of them hooking their shoulders and laughing so much that they couldn't straighten their waists.

During recess, a few freshmen came running to join the Runaway Angels, and then they were sent away by Tesaki Tetsuta, which didn't affect his sleep. But Kyosuke Hojo found something serious, as if the whole school knew that he had become the second generation of the rampaging angels.

The classmates were afraid to talk to him, which made him know that he probably wouldn't make any friends in the class in junior high school. Transfer! Ah no, high school must not be in Dongcheng High School.

He's really fed up with monk school, not to mention cute girls like Sakura and Glass, and he can't even hear any female voices except for the teacher.

Lunch was also bought for him by Tetsuta Shisaki, and of course, he paid for it.

Ah, this boss is right.

Beneath a freshly erected pergola on the rooftop, Kyosuke Hojo thought about it while enjoying a bento.

As we all know, the neon rooftop is a sacred place for dating, but in the case of a monk temple like Dongcheng, the rooftop becomes a place for bad people to gather.

When Kyosuke Hojo first walked on the rooftop, it was called a black miasma. He turned his head and wanted to leave, but after Shisaki walked over and said a few words to the bad ones who had just asked about it, more bad people ran up, holding various hygiene tools in their hands.

In less than five minutes, the rooftop was completely renewed, and a simple pergola was erected for him, and even a reclining chair was prepared for him to take a nap.

This guy even wanted to prepare some home theaters and game consoles for him here, but Kyosuke Hojo quickly stopped it, it was too extravagant.

Feeling the wisdom of the decision to become a rampaging angel again, Kyosuke Hojo began to take a nap in the breeze.

In the afternoon, I was addicted to studying, and nothing happened.

After school, Kyosuke Hojo came to the kendo club to prepare for today's training.

As soon as he entered the door of the department, Kyosuke Hojo quickly retreated again.

Sure enough, there was a loud "Good Chief" inside, and dozens of people shouted in such a closed space, not to deaf his ears.

After waiting for the sound to die down, Kyosuke Hojo walked in.

Michitaka Kanhara walked over, and he served as the deputy head of the kendo department.