Ponder and ponder in the snow. It took a full minute before he spoke, but his voice was no longer as sharp as it had been at the beginning, and it became a little hesitant:

"Although I think that may become the dependence of the weak on the strong, and in the end it will even evolve into a situation where you are better than me is the obligation to help me."

When the girl said this, she keenly noticed that Hiratsuka-sensei on the chair looked panicked, but she didn't mind. The will she has honed over the years is not so easy to be shaken by the words of others, and the balance of justice in her heart will weigh everything for her.

But there's no denying that it's a viable solution and it's worth trying. But the word 'obligation' is inappropriate, and the rich give to the poor out of compassion, which is the so-called public good.

For example, donations in the event of a natural disaster can play a role in resolving class tensions, and developed countries provide assistance to developing countries, no, developing countries can do so if they want to, and even if they do not achieve tangible results, they can enhance their international reputation......"

Under the snow, she lowered her head and thought seriously, this idea did not contradict her principles, or it could be said to be a supplement.

…… charitable

Hiss - what arrogance, although the girl in front of her does have the qualifications to be arrogant. But if you let others hear this, you will be beaten, not because you are too good, but because you have a poisonous tongue.

Hiratsuka felt that she had sucked in the cool air of the remaining decades of her life in just ten minutes, and the last time she was so shocked, it was still ...... I still know that Kyosuke Hojo is only a junior high school student, and there are so many girls around him.

That's right! A woman who has been single for a number of days equal to the number of days she was born gets angry when she thinks of someone, so a "good idea" immediately pops up, and her eyes light up.

"I understand what you think, so what Hiratsuka-sensei said before, let me change the club activities, is it to change it to help others?"

"That's right! Reaching out to those who are in difficulty, and using such things as the content of club activities, is not only conducive to your study of people's hearts, but also convenient for me to help you convince the club management committee, the best of both worlds. Hiratsuka summed it up.

"Yes, I approve of this proposal. But there's no need to change the name of the club, right? "Xue Xia didn't want to give up the name she came up with, from the beginning she laid out the carriage and horses, and acted in an upright manner, this is her justice.

No, no, no, that kind of name is not going to be adopted anyway. Hiratsuka complained in her heart.

"How's the Ministry of Ministry?" She came up with a word that would be perfectly explained to both parties to the commission.

Servant, Japanese "bongshi", means to serve, to serve without pay. This is, of course, from the point of view of under the snow, which is in line with the concept of charity she had previously proposed, and the child should be very satisfied.

Sure enough, the girl immediately understood the meaning of the word, and whispered all the meanings like a humanoid electronic dictionary.

If you explain it in terms of kanji, you can accept it from the person who asked for it.

It's worthy of you, Hiratsuka Jing, who has won the Most Popular Teacher Award for students for eight consecutive years, and is really good at education.

"Then please, Hiratsuka-sensei." Bowing slightly under the snow, although the name of the club and the content of the activities have been changed beyond recognition, she can feel the kindness of the teacher.

"Well, as an instructor, I will also pay attention to whether there are any students who need help in the future, and I will send them to you if I find the right one." Saying that, Hiratsuka has already decided on the name of the first victim.

Under the snow, Yukino borrowed a black pen and filled out the application form again. Then he left the office.

[My Youth Love Story Really Has a Problem: Yukino Under the Snow (Protagonist)]

Kyosuke Hojo, who had just walked to the door of the office, turned sideways and let go of the girl with a big cursor on her head.

He had just stepped out of his left foot under the snow and stopped and looked at someone who didn't have a cursor but still shined.

The eyes of the two met, one thinking that such a girl would have problems with youth love stories, and wondering if there was something wrong with the family education of the family under the snow. One was thinking about what Hiratsuka-sensei had just said in the office.

Just as he was grateful to the author because he had learned from the book, Yukishi, who drew inspiration from Kyosuke Hojo, walked out of the office and gave way to the doorway, and bowed slightly to someone to express his gratitude.

"I'm Yukino under the snow, please advise, Hojo-san."

Should I say it or not, Kyosuke Hojo feels that the roles of the two seem to be reversed, generally speaking, the person who says this should be himself, right? Although he didn't know why this beautiful girl as beautiful as his name suddenly greeted him, he immediately returned the salute.

"I'm Kyosuke Hojo, please advise, Yukishita-san."

"Well, I'll take my leave."

Leaving these words, Kyosuke Hojo walked into the office.

"Yukino, why are you back again?"

Hiratsuka was concentrating on dismantling the cigarette shell, when she saw that the owner of the desk next to her had returned. Raising his head, he wondered.

"Huh? Hojo? What are you doing here? ”

Putting down the cigarette shell in his hand, Hiratsuka smiled happily. I was still thinking about how to persuade the school to approve the establishment of the Ministry of Service, but now I don't have to worry about it, write the name of Kyosuke Hojo, and it will definitely pass.

"Something." Someone stingily squeezed out two words, and didn't want to say more to her.

Hiratsuka didn't care, so she took out the application form under the snow from the drawer and pushed it on the table.

"I have an interesting club here, would you like to join?"

"Don't." Didn't look, didn't hesitate.

Yukino brought over a vacant chair next to him, and someone sat down naturally.

Sobu High School's athletic meets, or sports festivals, are held alternately in spring and autumn, which means that if this year is held in spring, next year will be held in autumn. Because there are many places in the sports festival that require the help of the club, the time for the club to recruit new students will also be adjusted.

For example, this school year, when it is the turn of the spring sports festival, then the club's recruitment week will come very early, and now it has already begun to compete for new students.

Needless to say, the purpose of Kyosuke Hojo's visit to the office is to fill out an application for the establishment of an association.

"Huh? Do you want to start a club? ”

Watching Yukino pull out the familiar application form and hand it over, Hiratsuka Jing had a subtle feeling, obviously she is the life coach of Kyosuke Hojo, right?

"Hmm." Kyosuke Hojo wrote quickly without raising his head.

His club is a serious club, not only the number of members is sufficient, but also the club activities are colorful.

Name of the club: [Creation of a Happy Life Department]

Applicants: Kyosuke Hojo / 1st Grade Class F, Sakura Yamauchi / 1st Grade Class F, Nishinomiya Glass / 1st Grade F ......

There are three official members, and the rest are ghost members who are absolutely impossible to appear in club activities from the beginning, and they are pure people.

The purpose of the club: the meaning of life is to be happy

Form of club activities: Eat on the rooftop, eat under the cherry blossom trees, eat on the grass by the river, eat in Ruyiliao...... Sleep on the beach by the sea and bask in the sun, sleep in the hammock among the trees and bask in the sun......

Instructor: ......

Hiratsuka Shizune did not give up the idea of pulling Kyosuke Hojo into the ministry department, and as early as when she came up with the idea, she decided that someone would either become a member of the ministry or be the first victim.

Wow, that looks good. Hiratsuka Jing's eyes lit up when she came over to peek, and every word spoke to her heart. Really, as long as you are happy, why do you have to get married, the happiness of being single Those who are addicted to love will not understand at all, they are all superficial!

It would be nice to add the word "drinking" to the end of every activity, and she could provide the funds and, of course, supervise the denial of students.

"What is Ruyiliao? Is there a high-class tea room in Ginza? ”

Seeing that the three words "Ruyiliao" appeared more and more, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Well, in a sense, it's the exclusive venue of our club." For this question, Hojo Kyosuke did not hesitate to answer.

"Does our school have this place?" Hiratsuka was stunned for a moment and looked at Yukino Baikali next to him.

Yukino lowered her head and smiled slightly, she wouldn't demolish Hojo-kun.

"How about if you join the club I just talked about, and I'll be the instructor of your club?" Hiratsuka, who couldn't remember where Ruyiliao was for a while, chose to give up and made his own conditions.

Generally speaking, the instructor of the school club, the corresponding physical education teacher in the case of the sports club, and the art club are also these things. A small number of powerful clubs receive a lot of financial assistance from the school because of their own strength, so they will hire professionals from the society.

Someone's first grade in junior high school almost couldn't eat, and that's what he did.

If you have a good relationship with a teacher, you can ask the other teacher to be an instructor, and if you don't have one, the school will appoint them. That kind of teacher's words are just a simple name, the procedure is proper, and it will not provide much help to the club.

Kyosuke Hojo turned his head and looked: [Ministry of Service]

Oh, what is that, to let me serve others? Are you kidding. Without even reading the following content, he directly vetoed it.

"No, no."

Resolutely refused again, and needed to ask the teacher to come forward to help pull people, I guess even the establishment was a problem. They are all arrogant high school students, who don't want to exercise themselves in the club, make themselves more dazzling, and then start a rose-colored campus life.

"It's a teacher's order." Hiratsuka Shizune showed her usual momentum.

"Teachers don't have that right."

"It's a request as a teacher."

"I'm sorry, but I refuse."

Yukino watched it funny from the side, and it was rare to see this side of Hojo-kun, and it seemed that he really didn't like Shizu.

"Yukino, you have to stay away from that woman, you must not be infected by her."

This is what Hojo-kun said to her when the two chatted about Hiratsuka, and then he didn't hide it and directly said that he pretended to be a high school student before. Hmm, how to say it, I'm a little envious of that Okuji Miki.

If he could have lied to himself that he was a high school student when he first met Hojo-kun three years ago, the two would have met a long time ago.

Ah, I want to be deceived. Yukino leaned against the table and looked at the two people on the left and right with a smile.

"You forced me!" Facing Kyosuke Hojo, who does not advance with oil and salt, Shizuka Hiratsuka, who feels deeply embarrassed in front of her friends, stands up and intends to launch her second best force of intimidation.

The fighting skills honed in the university club combine several killing fighting skills, even if it is just waving a fist at the air, it will make the people who see it next to him have the illusion of death and see the marquee of life.

Even the most stubborn student will turn into a docile sheep as long as he sees his sharp fists.

Looking at Hiratsuka's appearance, Kyosuke Hojo was overjoyed, was he finally able to defend himself?

"Wait, Xiao Jing......" Yukino hurriedly shouted.

Hiratsuka gave her friend a look of "don't worry, I won't hurt him". The upper body is straight, the knees are slightly bent, and the hands are naturally placed at the waist to make fists.

Although the opponent's body was a cut taller than his own, Hiratsuka still sent out his fist steadily, making an unpretentious but extremely fast punch.

Kyosuke Hojo could see at a glance that it was a common posture in karate boxing, and the punch speed that ordinary people couldn't even see a shadow seemed to him to be like slow motion. In an instant, he came up with more than five ways to deal with it, including but not limited to forming his right hand into a palm, grabbing the opponent's fist, and then pressing down and pushing backwards. The slender wrist would definitely not be able to support his strength, and the other party would involuntarily fall to his knees.

Guliu kendo not only includes long sword swordsmanship, but also naginata and jiu-jitsu. In a normal kendo tournament, you can only see two people holding bamboo swords, but in competitions such as the Tokyo Metropolitan Kendo Tournament, where the Metropolitan Police Department participates, it is often the case that the two sides start to perform "jukedo", that is, wrestling.

Of course, the game will soon be separated, to see the real wrestling match has to be the dojo of Guliu Kendo, as long as the two sides intersect and enter the wrestling stage, many times they will tacitly throw away the bamboo knife, roll on the ground and start wrestling.

It's a pity that Kyosuke Hojo simulated in his mind for a long time to teach Hiratsuka a lesson, but he was disappointed to find that the other party didn't want to really attack him at all, and his fist would stop three centimeters in front of his lower abdomen.

The wind from the amazing fist pressed Hojo Kyosuke's shirt back. When Hiratsuka quietly raised his face proudly, he saw that the man sat down again with a happy face.

"Hey, next time my killing punch won't just scare people!"

Before the female teacher who was talking cruelly had time to launch another false attack, her eyes widened and she shouted in disbelief:

"Yukino, what are you doing?!"

"Hey~~" Yukino Baixiang laughed twice and wrote his name in the instructor column.

"I'll leave it to you after that."

Looking at Yukino's cute and delicate appearance, Kyosuke Hojo couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her little head, but he still held back. When he was at school, he wouldn't even call Yukino's name directly, but he would still pay attention to that.

"Hmm~" Yukino nodded and carefully put away the application form.

'See you at home' was the last thing the two didn't say.

Out of politeness, Kyosuke Hojo nodded at the grunting female teacher Hiratsuka.

"Ah, I'm so angry, how could you agree to be his instructor Yukino? Play that kind of play with him. ”

Hiratsuka shouted quietly, picked up the empty cigarette shell from before and cut it again, but he was so angry that his hand shook and cut it crookedly, and this time he was even more angry and his chest tightened.

……

Yukino Baixiang looked at the cigarette shell in his friend's hand, and then at the other cigarette shell papers neatly placed under the glass of the table, and was silent.

After smoking, Xiao Jing will carefully cut out the side of the cigarette shell with six stars and collect it, just like a kindergarten child collects a beautiful candy wrapper. They are surrounded by a wonderful sense of anticipation that they can summon dragons as many as they collect, and it can be said that it is an extremely cheap and easy way to obtain happiness.

Of course, if the cigarette shell is cut as it is now, you will be so angry that you can't even drink wine at dinner, and you will be stunned when you think about it.

That's why you're a kid!

Moreover, Hojo-kuna is not a house game, life is like that.

"Yukino, you explain it to me well!"

“……”

Not to mention that Yukino was entangled here, and Kyosuke Hojo, who walked out of the office, was also entangled.

The corridor, which was supposed to be quite spacious, was crowded with students. Yukino under the snow, who should have walked far away, also stopped to stand outside the crowd, holding his arms crossed.

"Hojo-san's out!" As soon as someone showed up, someone immediately shouted.

Wow –

"Please join the kendo club with Hojo-san!"

The dozen or so people standing at the front immediately pushed the gold mountain and knelt on the ground like a jade pillar, and their movements were uniform, and they were well-trained at a glance, and began to perform traditional performing arts and sat down. It should be emphasized here that in addition to apologizing, the Tsuchishita seat can also be used to express sincere requests.

"Misaki—"

Kyosuke Hojo's eyes were dark, and he aimed at the first little brother in the crowd for the first time.

"What are you kneeling on, you don't work in a bank, bastard, have you started a workplace internship!" This time the complaint was not in my heart, but shouted out.

"Please Hojo-san-chan join the Literature Department~" This time the voice is much more pleasant, the person who spoke out is in the Literature Department behind everyone in the kendo club, and the ratio of men and women is close to one to one.

"Please join the painting department~~" The voice is more pleasant, delicate feeling, because this time the ratio of men to women is close to one to four.

As the clubs standing at the front opened their mouths, and the football clubs and baseball clubs in the back also spoke, the scene suddenly became chaotic. Fortunately, it's already school time.

What a fart, good, there are more people watching the excitement. Several teachers popped up behind someone, and the seniors upstairs and downstairs also ran over.

"Sakura, is it really okay to do this?"

Glasses asked with some concern, because there were too many people in front of her, she and Sakura were already standing in the stairwell.

"Peace of mind, no problem, Kyosuke's favorite is this kind of occasion!"

Sakura said nonchalantly, with an unscrupulous smile on his face. There will be such a situation, of course, she revealed to Misaki and others that Hojo Kyosuke High School does not plan to participate in any clubs. After that, he also gave the fearful Hata Goro and others such an idea, otherwise those people would not dare to do this.

"But, but ......"

The little hand behind the back of the glass clasped his nails, and he muttered:

"In that case, wouldn't Kyosuke-kun spend a lot less time with us?"

After saying this, Glass's little face was already red, and it was more delicate than the cherry blossoms outside the window.

"Hey, hey, peace of mind, Kyosuke will participate in a kendo club at most, and it won't take much time, isn't it the same when junior high school was in the country. Moreover, with so much time together every day, aren't you enough of nitrate? It's really amazing, nitrate-chan, and suddenly became honest. Sakura said nonchalantly.

How can it be called high school if you don't participate in club activities, and if you follow Kyosuke's thoughts, won't you feel like a high school at all? Sure enough, I still have to join a serious club, and everyone has a good time together.

Kyosuke's life can't just be a pile of girls, the sun should be admired in the sky. Seeing a loved one being needed by so many people makes anyone proud.

"Originally, Sakura, do you think that you have enough time with Kyosuke-kun?" Glass muttered quietly.

……

Sakura Yamauchi was stunned for a moment, and immediately moved his gaze from Glass's body to Kyosuke Hojo's face.

Yes, how can it be satisfied, 48 hours a day is not enough.

Twisting up a piece of cherry blossom that flew in from the window and landed on the head of the glass, the smile on Sakura Yamauchi's face was still so bright.

"Do you want to join any clubs?"

"Huh? I often have to go to school after school, so I feel bad if I'm always absent from club activities. Glass said with some embarrassment, like any handicraft club, illustration club, gardening club she likes it all.

"Then after the official recruitment starts tomorrow, let's go find a suitable club together~" Sakura said casually.

"Do you want to bring Kyosuke-kun with you?"

"Well, we'll talk about it then."

The farce ended hastily with the arrival of the dean, and even if he was as tough as Kyosuke Hojo, he could not ruthlessly refuse the request of his classmates, whose future dream was to be a bank clerk. Not to mention that there are also his classmates Yoshiki Kiza and Hikiya Hachiman, if he doesn't agree, the air in the classroom will definitely be very uncomfortable in the future.

As for the other clubs with a lot of girls, how could he be confused with an iron will. If he really joined, he would definitely tear him up when he went home. The girl will definitely pack her belongings and go back to her mother's house while she is in pain, and the person who sits under the earth will become him.

"What a disaster~"

Walking on the road leading to the school gate, Kyosuke Hojo sighed, and the left and right sides were Glass and Sakura. They are going to Toyonosaki now, and yesterday they made an appointment with Megumi Kato to go to another café.

Of course, Sakura undoubtedly forgot about it. When the memo reminder popped up on her phone, the guy was full of surprise and shouted who had moved her phone.

That's amazing, Kato-san.

(End of chapter)