The Lady under the Snow had a perfect demeanor, and her voice was as pleasant as a high-end violin made of spruce wood. But on such occasions, Hojo Kyosuke believes that no one will really pay attention to what those people on the stage have to say.

As Sakura said, cherry blossoms are flowers that choose their blooming date, and the human ear is free to choose what it wants to hear. Even if the voices of the people on the stage are amplified by the megaphone, they try to pour into their ears like magic sounds.

But you have to focus on the girl around you, and happily think about "what will her breath be like", whether it is breathing, or exhaling~inhaling, or breathing~. The whole world will be as if it were only herself and her. You can enjoy the tranquility and sweetness wherever you are.

Someone thinks that there will never be anyone who can listen to a speech, just that person.

The slender waist under the black school uniform looks like it is tied to a bamboo pole, standing straight. The blue eyes shimmered with cold light like the finest glass.

Serious, focused, calm.

The cold side face carries a beauty called "perfection", like a cold and inviolable goddess.

No one will take it seriously, and the girl named Yukino under the snow is carving her word by word in her heart. Not only will I listen carefully now, but I will also read it from my memory and study it with a microscope later.

Not only because "listening attentively to what others are saying is one of the basic norms of society", but also because the person who spoke above was her mother, Chiyo Yukishita. This speech, which no one cared about, had taken her mother a whole week to prepare.

Correspondingly, after she was confirmed as a freshman representative, she also spent two weeks preparing the speech. During this period, more than 100 articles were consulted, and there were as many as 30 discarded versions of the speeches of famous figures in history.

Even so, she was not one percent confident that her speech could be compared to one-tenth of her mother's. So, she has to learn, absorb the essence, and then learn again, trying to get closer.

"Under the snow, my classmate's mother is so elegant." The classmate sitting next to her whispered.

"Well, Misuzu Ishiyama-san, please listen attentively."

The girl's slender eyebrows frowned slightly, and the words she spoke were as cold as the cold wind on the ice field. She would know the girl's name because in the previous class meeting, the other party took the initiative to introduce herself in front of her.

“…… Oh, oh, okay. Misuzu Ishiyama laughed dryly twice and sat up straight in embarrassment.

The area centered on the snow has become an absolute quiet zone.

The girl clearly knew the consequences of her words, and knew that she only needed a smiling "um", and then not only Ishiyama Misuzu, but also other classmates would come over and shorten the distance with her by expressing her yearning for her mother. And she can also take this opportunity to form a circle with herself as the core, so as to start high school activities.

If it were my sister, I would do it.

But, she is snow under the snow.

This is just what she can think of, how far her sister can go, what kind of words she will say, she can't think of it, and she doesn't want to guess. She just needs to do what she thinks is right, and do what she thinks is right all the time.

The speech on the stage was coming to an end, and Chiyo, whose hair was meticulously coiled under the snow behind her head, bowed slightly to the audience, and walked off the rostrum amid applause.

The moderator said the middle word, and the next process would not begin until the previous speaker returned to his seat, which was the new representative speaking.

Under the snow, Xue Nai's hands on his thighs were slightly forced, and his fingers pressed shallow indentations on the flesh of his legs. Her eyes did not follow her mother's figure, for she knew that at the end of that road was her sister.

“…… Kyosuke Hojo, the representative of the new students, was invited to take the stage. The host finally shouted.

"He's a nice boy." Under the snow, Chiyo leaned slightly sideways and looked at Kyosuke Hojo who stood up. The voice is not loud or small, just enough for the people around him to hear, but it will not be heard by others.

"Yes, the handsome one can't help but like it when he sees it." Under the snow, Yono supported his chin with his hands, and his rose-red eyes were also staring at the man, and he said casually.

Chiyo didn't speak again, just looked ahead with her eldest daughter.

Kyosuke Hojo stood up, smiled at Sakura and Glass next to him, and slowly walked forward from the aisle between the students.

At 1.8 meters, he can be called a big man in the kendo competition, and at this moment, he walked between the students who were sitting neatly, and his posture was even more majestic like a giant.

The host's mouth of "Kyosuke Hojo" was accurately captured by everyone in the venue, and the big people in society invited by the school wanted to know what kind of person would make the very capable principal risk offending the school director and replace the second lady of the Xuexia family.

Parents are curious about what kind of existence the top students of this school are, so that when they go home and chat with the neighbor's wife, they can also say "my child xxxx is studying in a school", even if the grade of the school is not enough, it can be improved by excellent students.

It's easier for students to pay attention to why they pay attention, well, that's also the capital they bragged about with their old classmates in middle school. A classmate is equal to him, this is not a joke, in a society like neon, even if he didn't say a word in school, but as long as he knows that he is an alumnus, there will be a trace of affection, just like Hojo Kyosuke's recommendation to join the Mystery Writers Association Tsuyoshi Hirosaka.

Moreover, that's Kyosuke Hojo! There are not a few well-informed classmates, and just one class meeting is enough for those who don't know about their celebrity classmates.

Under the watchful eye, Kyosuke Hojo is still walking unhurriedly.

As soon as they stepped on the stairs on the side of the stage, Goro Hatatake, Yoshima Mitsuhashi and others were the first to applaud, this was not the time to applaud at all, only those bastards in the audience were applauding, and then the people of their class followed suit. He stopped, glanced at his chaotic subordinates, and nodded with an impeccable smile on his face. As if to thank everyone for their warm welcome.

The reflex in his head was that he would give them a hundred more exercises after school in the afternoon, but this thought startled him as soon as it came out. This must be the bastard's plan! I will never go to any kendo club, and a happy life awaits me.

Yono looked at Hojo Kyosuke on the stage and said with a smile, "I'm really loved by my subordinates."

There seemed to be envy in his voice, and it seemed to be just a simple joke. The rose-red eyes of the children are flowing and vivid. Her mother did not speak, but remained silent.

The commotion brought by the applause made everyone's discussion hot, and words such as being more handsome than what they saw at the signing party kept ringing out. There are also some people who have seen Kyosuke Hojo at the kendo tournament before, and they also talked about the experience of being eliminated from their school with a glorious face.

“…… Hello everyone, I'm Kyosuke Hojo from Class F in the first year, and I'm honored to speak here on behalf of the freshmen. In this season of cherry blossoms, we ......"

Kyosuke Hojo didn't bring the speech that Shiwa-senpai had written for him, because he had already written it all down. After all, with his ability, he can make up an article on the spot on this occasion, and no one will throw a big sentence or anything at him because he said it well.

Under the snow, the quiet area around Xue Nai also quietly dissipated, listening to the exclamations of the girls around her, she didn't have any emotions in her heart, she never demanded herself by the standards of high school students, and naturally she couldn't understand the joy and anger of female high school students. If I have to say, I just look forward to what the person who will take his place in the freshman speech will say.

That's not what he wrote.

After listening for less than half a minute, he made a judgment under the snow and determined that it was a girl who wrote the ghost. Although the writing is exquisite, you can still hear the carelessness in it. Presumably, that girl is also a frequent speaker, and hates this kind of thing, and often perfunctory.

Xue Xia lost the desire to continue listening, and in vain she still hoped that someone like "The Devotion of Suspect X" would say something different. It turned out to be just ......

In the area of Class F of the first year, Hikiya Hachiban looked at Kyosuke Hojo, who was swallowing everyone's eyes like a black hole on the stage, and there was no sadness or joy in his heart.

After passing the second half of secondary school, he realized that as long as he was not interested in anything, as long as he didn't work hard, he could hide the fact that he had no talent

Imitated by the adult who was also a junior high school student, he was first beaten as a hero and his nose was swollen, and then he drew a manga that Komachi wondered if he had robbed the kindergarten talent show. Whether in reality or in the fantasy world, he is just him, he can't be anyone, he can't be a hero.

It was already his limit to be admitted to the Sobu High School with the tenth grade, of course, because of Hojo-san's transfer, it has now become eleven. You may be able to improve a little bit by spending time and gaining experience, but it's absolutely impossible to stand at the top of everyone like Kyosuke Hojo.

Speaking of which, being able to have good grades now, and being able to rank first in the original school in the Japanese language score can be regarded as a blessing for Hojo-san.

Don't look at the first sixteen years of Hachiman who is more than Kiya Hachiman, there seems to be no bright spots, but he has actually been reported by Neon's most famous gossip magazine, "Weekly Bunharu", and he still appears in the same article as the adult.

What an honor it is, as long as you say it, whether it is a classmate or a member of the Runaway Angels, you will definitely cast envious eyes on yourself and spend a lot of money to ask yourself how to do it.

Hehe, is that something that can be easily said? If he could, he hoped that the bullshit magazine "Weekly Wenchun" would close its doors as soon as possible. If he goes out of business today, he will give a year's pocket money to buy fireworks, and stand in front of them with a sad face to celebrate, even if he is caught by the patrol police and sent to education.

"There are even junior high school students who imitate the protagonist of the comic to protect their classmates, but in the end they have their noses broken and end up in the hospital."

This is the description of him by "Weekly Bunharu", and it is also the first time that he has appeared in a magazine in one-fifth of his life.

They got three things wrong, first, they didn't imitate the protagonist of the comic, but the author of the comic. Second, they didn't just break the bridge of their nose, don't they know that just breaking the bridge of their nose doesn't require hospitalization? Third, why hasn't "Weekly Wenchun" gone out of business yet!

Although I am happy to appear in the same article as the longing Hojo Kyosuke, and I am willing to be a footnote, this is too unacceptable.

On the day he saw the report, he went to the editorial office to protest, but it was just a fluttering sentence "It's not you who reported it, but a classmate named Biqi Lone Bacteria".

Bastard! Society has cultivated you for so many years, and this is how you treat the next generation who bear the hopes of the world?

With the belief that he will win, Hikiya Hachiman, who never pays attention to gossip, buys every issue of "Weekly Bunharu", trying to find their flaws between the lines, and then sell them to their opponents, thus completely crushing him.

It's a pity that there is nothing to gain except to create a lot of revenue for the other party. Well, the commission of his Chinese grades is entirely because Hojo-san has nothing to do with his daily hard reading of "Weekly Wenchun" and digging out their grammatical and textual errors.

Hayato also sat up straight in the stands of Kyosuke Hojo, he knew, the original representative of the new students was Yukishita Yukino. Sister Yang Nai spoke as a freshman representative in both junior high school and high school, and Xue Nai, who has been chasing that figure, looks at the people on the stage, how will she feel in her heart?

Although Yukino's J class was next door, he didn't try to find that familiar figure. Ever since that incident, he knew he was no longer in a position to say anything about her. Whether as a friend or as a retainer, he is absolutely derelict in his duties. That's why Sister Yang Nai completely lost interest in herself, and Xue Nai also ......

The people in the audience had different thoughts, just like the rose-colored high school life that was about to begin. Among them, Yamauchi Sakura and Nishinomiya Glass are the most pleasant, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, Sakura even wanted to take out his mobile phone and turn on the flash as a light stick.

At the end of his speech, Kyosuke Hojo bowed and stepped off the rostrum amid applause.

Sitting back in his seat, he took off his tie before the entrance ceremony was over, folded it carefully, put it in his pocket, and unbuttoned two buttons. Although it looks handsome, this kind of thing is really torturous.

"Ah, I bought it for a long time." Sakura shouted aggrievedly.

Whew-

Kyosuke Hojo sighed, even though he knew that Sakura was just saying it casually, but he didn't intend to make her unhappy in the slightest on such a day. Reach into your pocket.

"Hehe, Kyosuke, you can't do this, nitrate-chan will be jealous." Sakura reached out and pressed the boy's hand, then changed the subject at random.

"Huh?" Glass, who was quietly looking at Kyosuke Hojo, exclaimed quietly, and then quickly lowered his head under Sakura's playful gaze.

While the three of them were laughing, the host on the stage finally announced the adjournment of the meeting.

After that, there are various kinds of photo shoots, first taking turns as a class group to take a group photo in front of the standing sign that reads "Sobu High School Entrance Ceremony", and then a group photo with the parents.

When Kyosuke Hojo returned to the school building, he had not even reached his classroom when he saw the person at the end of the corridor who was looking at him fixedly.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong?" Hiratsuka Shizuka patted Yukino Mokari on the shoulder, and just at the beginning, his good friend stood motionless at the door of the classroom.

"Mmmm, Xiaojing, you go to class first, I suddenly have something." Yukino Mokari shook her head, an action that almost brought tears to her eyes.

"Then I'll go in first." Hiratsuka said inexplicably.

See you again at last, Hojo-kun.

This time, she didn't plan to run away again, and she didn't plan to dodge again, just like she thought when she was at the gate of Dongcheng Middle School. If we can meet in high school, we will not hesitate to quit our jobs again.

She thought that if there was a sound, it would be lightning and thunder, like a raging storm that resounded between the heavens and the earth. However, three years have taught her that missing is like a vintage of wine, gurgling down from oak barrels and silently infiltrating every corner of her body.

Her body, her heart, her soul, all roared like thunder:

"Yukino, hurry up and grab his hand!"

"Yukino, never be separated from Kyosuke Hojo again!"

"Yukino ......"

So, following the voice of her soul, she took a step, with only the figure in her eyes, and walked through the crowd towards him.

This time......

"Kyosuke? What are you doing here? ”

As soon as Kyosuke Hojo stepped forward, his arm sank, and it was Sakura, who was pulling the glass to take pictures everywhere, holding him. Before he could explain, he saw Yukino's beautiful black eyes widen in front of him, and then he covered his mouth and ran back.

"Sakura, I'm ......" he turned his head, wanting to explain a little before going after Yukino.

"Why are you still stunned, go chase it!" Yamauchi Sakura pushed hard and urged.

"Hmm." Kyosuke Hojo rubbed Sakura's head vigorously, and chased after him with his long legs, and the momentum of running frantically frightened the classmates in front of him to get out of the way on both sides.

Sakura looked at the slender female teacher in front of her in a small suit, examined, and pondered.

When he ran up the stairs, Yukino had just reached the next floor. He walked down in two steps, holding Yukino's wrist tightly, and he didn't care that it would hurt her.

Yukino Mokari was still facing away from him, not daring to turn around, only a faint sobbing sound came.

"Yukino."

Kyosuke Hojo didn't say much, and took the opportunity to pull Yukino out the back door of the stairwell. One is a beautiful female teacher, and the other is the strongest freshman who has attracted much attention. In just a second, the two became the focus of the people around them.

He knew that Yukino would not hesitate to hide in Itomori and stay away from the trauma. So there must be no mistake at this time, otherwise this woman doesn't know where to flee.

Without speaking, he pulled Yukino from the back of the school building to the special building, and there was no one there. Even if three years have passed, Yukino has not changed at all, even if he planned to run away at first, but after being caught, he was docile, and he followed without resistance, and even adjusted his hand and held Hojo Kyosuke.

There are also a small number of people in the special building, and the student council is moving the things of the entrance hall to the storage room. Without thinking too much, he pulled Yukino directly to the top of the building.

The stairs leading to the roof are full of debris, but fortunately there is enough to walk in the middle. There was a padlock on the door, and Kyosuke Hojo looked down for a moment, picked up a wooden stick that I didn't know if it was a broom or something, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked the lock down with precision.

During the whole process, his left hand was tightly holding Yukino and never let go for a moment.

"That's amazing!"

Looking at the instant slashing of the padlock and the neat swing of the knife, Yukino Baixiang exclaimed in a low voice. The voice is as crisp as ever with a bit of cuteness, and time really favors this woman, as if it has left no trace on her at all.

Hearing this familiar voice, Kyosuke Hojo turned around and grinned, and Yukino quickly lowered his head.

Push open the door, and the empty balcony comes into view. Because no one came up, there was nothing but the dung of birds and beasts.

Closing the door, he took Yukino's two hands with both hands.

"I miss you so much, Yukino."

When he spoke, Kyosuke Hojo couldn't control his emotions a little, and his eyes were slightly sour.

Yukino Mokasa, who had been keeping her head down, finally raised her head, and there were still small and crystalline tears hanging on her slender and thick eyelashes, and the black eyes full of mystery below were filled with all kinds of emotions, including surprise, shyness, and loss......

"Me too, I miss you too, Hojo-kun!"

Yukino hated his weakness, even if he fled from Tokyo to Shikoku and fled from Shikoku to Itomori. Every morning when she woke up, she would look in the direction of Chidaki for the first time, and she knew that as long as she went, she could find Hojo-kun.

But, however, she didn't dare. Fortunately, she has already found a reason for herself, made a good excuse, and looks forward to this fateful meeting, and at that time, she will not be able to run away anymore. If you can even meet like this, then ......

This is the only thought that has supported her through the past three years, but what she didn't expect was that Hojo-kun actually had a other half. Their rose-colored campus life is about to unfold, do you have the courage to destroy it?

Mother Yong is undoubtedly no, she is only good at escaping, and the years have not given her how to protect what she likes.

"Stop hiding, okay? Or the next time you want to escape, remember to leave me a message and let me know when to find you. Kyosuke Hojo gently wiped the tears on Yukino's cheeks, and the soft skin felt as good as he remembered.

"It's so beautiful that you can't just cry."

Such eyes can be called treasures, crowned with the name of the Night Star.

"I, I know."

The familiar words made Yukino feel like he was back in the kitchen of Itomori. There, her god whispered softly.

She raised her hands and wiped the tears that kept pouring out. Hojo-kun likes to see his happy self and wants to laugh ah snow. He said you have the best smile on your face.

is like the grass swaying in the spring breeze, humble, but trying to live. Gentle anyone can be trampled on at will, but they will still stand up tenaciously, continue to bathe in the sun, and continue to grow hard.

The tears stopped, and she raised her head and looked at Kyosuke Hojo fixedly.

"Why, you don't know me when you change your body?" Facing that warm gaze, someone gently lifted the broken hair on Yukino's forehead.

"Mmmm, it's just that the first time I looked at it from such a close distance, it felt like a dream." Yukino muttered.

Hearing this, Kyosuke Hojo couldn't help but sigh deeply. This stupid woman, I don't know how many times she has secretly observed herself in the dark. He took Yukino's hand and pressed it against his face.

Yukino involuntarily raised his other hand, carefully and gently caressing the longing face. With the continuous touching, she couldn't help but have a surprised expression on her face, and she felt that the unattainable dream was constantly turning into reality. The thin lips like cherry blossoms opened slightly, and they let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The golden sunlight sprinkled evenly, and when it fell on the body, it was not hot, but warm.

Seeing that Yukino gradually calmed down, Kyosuke Hojo pulled her to sit down on a chair on the rooftop.

"Wait a minute." Yukino took out a white hand towel and carefully wiped the stool clean.

Kyosuke Hojo had a lot of questions to ask, but he knew that Yukino had endured no less than he did. Although I wanted to knock on her head and ask her why she was so stupid and why she didn't come to herself, the words became:

"Let's eat together at noon."

"Hmm!"

Without pause, a word blurted out. After saying it, Yukino didn't have time to be surprised, so he lowered his head and said:

"Still don't want it, Hojo-kun, your girlfriend will be unhappy."

If it were any other girl, it would definitely be full of tea when she said this, but when it was put on Yukino, she was pitiful like a puppy drenched in a rainstorm.

"Girlfriend?" Hojo Kyosuke thought for a moment why Yukino, who had just left again, and Yukino, who was already walking towards him, suddenly turned around and fled.

"The girl who just grabbed your arm, isn't it your girlfriend?" The questioning tone gave Yukino a glimmer of hope.

"I don't have a girlfriend, oh Yukino." This is the only way someone can straighten their backs and shout out loud. The volume is adjusted according to the number of girls around you, and the more you shout, the louder you are.

"No girlfriend......" Yukino repeated in a low voice, repeated, and then raised his head and stared at Kyosuke Hojo with big eyes:

"Don't have a girlfriend?"

"Hmm!"

"I'll take time off work right now and go home to prepare lunch."

Yukino immediately said that she was not a fool, and of course she would not fail to see the girl's intimate gesture with Hojo-kun. But she believes in Hojo-kun, you must know that she is ready to be forcibly left by him in her heart, this man will not lie about this kind of thing.

"I miss your cooking, but how about trying my craft for the first time in a long time today? I've got a lot of happiness from you. Kyosuke Hojo touched Yukino's head, who was as docile as a cat and wanted to turn over and reveal his belly.

"I want to eat!" Yukino's eyes lit up.

"Speaking of which, Yukino, you can also move to my house, so that you can eat what I made in the future." With such cooking skills, it should be trivial not to seek to bring the dead back to life, but to lose the sense of taste.

The gift of the protagonist's level increase, and the development to the depths is incredible. The scientific talent given by Glass, as long as you study deep enough, it is not a dream to change the world. Sanye's is simply a magic skill.,Yukino's culinary talent.,It was a joke to say glow cuisine before.,But Kyosuke Hojo really thinks he can work hard.。

"Moving to Hojo-kun's house?" Yukino was stunned by happiness for a while, and his thinking came to a standstill for a moment.

"Well, don't worry, there are already several girls in my house, and the Yamauchi Sakura you saw before is that."

"Oh." But I didn't worry about anything......

"Since I've been waiting for Hojo-kun at this school, then I should resign too, otherwise I'll get you in trouble." This was decided at the beginning.

"Resign?"

Kyosuke Hojo knew what Yukino was worried about after a little thought. In Neon, although there are various film and television dramas and animations with the theme of teacher-student love, in fact, the society's tolerance for this phenomenon is extremely low. It's not because everyone is jealous of this kind of love, but because the identity of teachers is inherently advantageous, and they have too many means to do some bad things compared to ignorant students.

】

Not in a hurry to talk to Yukino, he took out his phone and sent a message to Shisaki, asking the other party to deal with the chaos he had just caused. This kind of thing is done by the other party very handy, and there will be absolutely no mistakes.

"If you don't become a teacher, is there anything you want to do?" He asked, if he had, he would not stand in the way, he would only do his best to help her achieve her dream.

“……”

When he was in junior high school, because he longed for the teacher Yonako who helped him, Yukino decided to become a teacher and save other traumatized students in the future as if he had been saved. I studied hard and was admitted to a university in Tokyo and became a teacher.

Even if she encountered all kinds of bad things, she still did not give up becoming a teacher. It is precisely because he is a teacher that he can practice with Hojo-kun and regain hope for progress. If she could, of course she wanted to continue to be a teacher, so she quietly watched Hojo-kun, waiting for him to grow up.

But the wish is good, and sooner or later, Hojo-kun will be surrounded by rumors and pressure. With his character, he will not give up, and with his ability, he will definitely be able to carry himself out of the whirlpool, but that is not what she wants.

But if you are not a teacher, what else can you do? Yukino asked herself.

On the empty rooftop, a few birds that couldn't stand the scorching heat of the sun fell into the shadows, and their fat bodies stood on their feet, looking at the two people who had encroached on their chassis.

Looking at the silent woman, the pity in Kyosuke Hojo's heart was even worse. Yukino and Glass are both gentle people and equally strong.

The difference is that for the malice of the world, Glass chooses to embrace it, turn it into nutrients for its own growth, and move forward strongly; Yukino chose to run away, leaving all the pain behind, carrying the unresolved malice, stubbornly turning his head to look elsewhere.

As he told Glass, the girl is his anchor for feeling the reality of the world, letting him know that he has the power to change a person's fate.

When he first realized this, Kyosuke Hojo trembled with excitement.

He may encounter more difficulties in the future, but as long as he looks at these beautiful girls around him and can have a good life for each of them, no matter what, he will work hard.

He may be a pervert like Ying Lili said, but he is by no means a cold-blooded animal. So

"Let's go to school together, Yukino, I'll be happy to see you in class."

For this docile woman, there is nothing more effective than this sentence. The other party's trauma must also be resolved in this kind of place.

"But ......"

"It's okay, have you forgotten, I'm a god." He grinned.

Yukino sneered, remembering that the other party had denied the identity of the god when he was in Itomori. He may not be the god who sits upright on Takamagahara, but he is indeed the god of her Yukino Baixiang.

"Hmm!" Live together, go to school together.