"Ying Li Ying Li Li, you listen to me tell you, just now the woman held Aniki's head and gnawed his mouth, and made some strange sounds, Aniki seemed to be out of breath."

Momotaro, the white little furball Momotaro was bouncing on the ground, reporting to Eiri who was drinking milk. My heart is full of disbelief.,Aniki, who is invincible.,Actually subdued by that woman.,It's worthy of being a demon girl who is feared by Ying Lili.。

The scene he had just accidentally seen had left an indelible shadow on his dog's brain. Big Brother Hojo, he was actually bullied by pressing against the wall, really, unforgivable! Eiri, it's time for you to stand up and protect Aniki!

"Momotaro, didn't you already give you the breakfast glass, the puppy can't eat so much, it will get fatty liver!"

Eri put down the hot milk, bent down and pointed at the hairy Momotaro's head with her slender index finger, and criticized it seriously.

"Ouch, no, I've eaten enough, I'm talking about Kasumigaoka Shiyu. Look, she's still staring at her big brother's mouth! ”

Momotaro anxiously stretched out his little foot and pulled up the toes of Ying Li, in this family, its second trusted person is Ying Li, but unfortunately her head is really not good.

"Hey, I really can't help you, I'm as annoying as your master."

Eriri muttered quietly, picked up a piece of beef from the plate, and put it in Momotaro's dog bowl.

"Oh, all said no, no...... It's like aniki, and it's delicious! Could it be that the demon girl is trying to snatch something from Aniki's mouth to eat? ”

While eating, Momotaro screamed.

"Sure enough, it's a gluttonous dog, just like its owner."

Eiri straightened up and glared at Kasumigaoka Shiha on the other side. In this family, she is the one who spends the least time playing with Momotaro, and she is obviously the real owner.

"That's right, that's right, Yingli pear, you finally understand, Kasumigaoka Shiyu is a glutton, holding Aniki and kissing him in the mouth."

Momotaro was relieved to step on the instep of Ying Riri's foot.

"Allah, but I just thought that Tut-san had put all the snacks that Kyosuke brought back last night in his school bag, and Tut-san, who wasn't a glutton, must have taken the wrong thing, do you need me to help you take it out?"

Kasumigaoka Shiha stretched out and licked the sauce on her index finger and thumb, although she spoke to Eiriri, but when she licked her fingers, her burgundy eyes kept looking at Kyosuke Hojo on the other side.

"Who is Tut-classmate, your guy's head is finally broken!" Ying Lili said angrily.

"Huh? For my other words, is it a tacit acquiescence? Then I'll do it for you, I just don't want to go to the cafeteria to eat at noon today. ”

It's weird, I just want to get by!

Ying Lili muttered in her heart, and then quickly took her schoolbag and put it on the empty chair beside her.

"These things are past their edible date since last night, and I'll take them to school and throw them away."

"I see, it's really hard for you, tsk classmate."

"Long-winded, hurry up and eat your meal, don't talk while eating."

For Sawamura Spencer Eriri, there are three key words that run through her entire life, the first is tough, the second is tough, and the third is tough!

Cover up your shyness with proud words, gag others with a tough attitude, and send a close-up notice to everyone present.

Yukino Mokasa, who was sitting to the right of Kyosuke Hojo, kept his head down and laughed, and the others had similar expressions, and Sakura began to spit bubbles in the milk with a straw.

If the glass is the little cutie in the family, then the pear pear is the pistachio in the family, as long as this guy speaks, everyone will be ready to start laughing. Especially when I watched her being squeezed and teased by Kasumigaoka.

After eating the last bite of the tortilla, drinking the last mouthful of milk, licking the white milk stains on her upper lips, Ying Li Li slammed down the cup and announced with great momentum:

"After school tonight, I must be the first to go home! The one in your school called Snow is not good at all, and for a fool like Kyosuke, dancing requires artistic cultivation, and I must be able to do it. ”

After all, didn't Kyosuke say that it was because he stayed by my side with the best painter in the world that he was stupid and could keep improving. From the beginning of the compass robot to the current master of manga. All of this can only be done by my English pear!

Sakura raised his head from the bowl containing papaya white fungus soup and looked at the glass next to him in confusion:

"Nizuma, haven't you shown Eiri Ri a video of Kyosuke practicing dancing?"

If you have seen it, Ying Li Li will probably not be so confident, right?

"Hmm~~"

Glass pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly, then leaned close to Sakura's ear and whispered:

"I just came back from the training center and was pulled by Ying Li Li to watch cartoons, and by the way, I played a dubbing game with her for a while, so I forgot about it completely."

“Soga~”

Sakura nodded, not intending to hit Eiriri's self-confidence. The corners of his mouth lifted, and a wicked smile appeared on his delicate little face.

"Got it! Leave this task to me, Inspector Sawamura! I promise to bring Kyosuke home as soon as school is over! ”

Sakura stood up, stood with her legs together, and saluted.

"Very good, worthy of Sakura's third-class soldier, just reliable!"

Ying Lili also stood up and patted the junior on the shoulder.

"Wait, there's never been a talk of practicing dancing three days in a row, right? Today I am planning to eat hot pot at home, and even the ingredients have been ordered. ”

Kyosuke Hojo protested, and when he had just made breakfast with Glass, he found that the vegetables were so refreshing, and the sweetness in his mouth awakened his memories. In the last days before the cherry blossoms die, it is very fun to have a hot pot under the fantastic cherry blossom trees of your home.

"Hot Pot......"

The expression on Ying Lili's face changed, and the hesitation and hesitation visible to the naked eye appeared on her face.

When I was still at home, the whole family complained about British food, and then talked about the cuisine of other countries by the way, and Kyosuke mentioned the many foods of that country that could not be bypassed.

Of course, there are hot pots in neon, and sukiyaki is one of the representatives, and other seafood pots and beef offal pots are also foods that are eaten as celebratory meals every day. But they are all relatively light soup bases, the kind of hot pot full of red oil and chili peppers, even if you see a chain store on the street, you will not dare to step in.

After hearing his fear of Sichuan hot pot, Kyosuke's stupid guy immediately rushed out to buy ingredients and made a pot of hot pot full of chili peppers in the courtyard.

It's spicy and delicious, but there's no such thing as embarrassment after eating it that is said on the Internet.

After asking Kyosuke, he said it was an exclusive secret ingredient.

"That ......"

She hesitated, hesitated, and spoke slowly.

"Ying Li Li is a glutton!"

Momotaro lifted his head and grunted as he pulled the instep of Eiri with his front foot.

"That kind of thing puppy can't eat spicy, it's going to die, Momotaro, you glutton, you're so excited when you hear it, really, it's not okay like this!"

Eiri criticized, and then she saw the playful smile of Kasumigaoka on the other side.

"Hmph, dance first, and then eat hot pot to replenish energy, after all, it must be very physically demanding to teach you this stupid."

Understood, the matter of dancing is put on hold for the time being, and hot pot is more important. Just prepare, I'll eat it all! "Sawamura Spencer Eiri Dedicated Translator" Kyosuke Hojo nodded.

The day of Ruyi Liao began so lively, and after saying goodbye to Momotaro one by one, he walked out of the door, and the group walked out of the courtyard gate and walked in two directions.

Although it was clear early in the morning that it was a sunny day, in order to avoid sudden rain, Sakura-sama still let Kyosuke Hojo carry the umbrella he gave him.

Someone is fully convinced that if it weren't for the fact that the current sun can't even provide warmth, Sakura and that guy will definitely use the shade as an excuse to open that big black umbrella.

Fortunately, although the school uniform of the total martial arts high school is a suit style, anyone with long eyes can recognize it as a school uniform. Otherwise, he looks like a killer wearing a suit and carrying a Qimen weapon, as long as Hojo Kyosuke frowns and the corners of his eyes reveal a fierce look, no one who sees it will not suspect that there is a famous knife made by a famous Edo craftsman under the handle of the umbrella.

This is a scene that often appears in neon sword films, whether it is a secret agent of the shogunate or a killer disguised as a merchant, an oil-paper umbrella that can draw a sharp blade is standard.

In particular, the one sent by Sakura Yamauchi is still an umbrella, which is thick, big and heavy, and it will not break if it is used directly to beat people. The red umbrella cover and black umbrella handle look full of solemn atmosphere.

"Minister Hojo, good morning!" A super energetic greeting came from the side.

You don't have to look at Kyosuke Hojo to be able to identify who it is, the companions Hikiya Hachiman and Kigiza Yoshiki. Turning around, the two of them looked similar to him, and they both carried a strip on their backs.

"You ......"

Although I know that you are carrying a bamboo knife, but this is too ashamed, isn't it, and it's not a beautiful girl from the archery department, isn't it good to hold the bamboo knife in your hand. If you see a high school girl carrying something longer than a person on her back on the street, don't doubt that it must be from the archery department.

"Hojo-san, are you carrying an umbrella sword on your back!?"

He asked impatiently, his eyes shining. The one next to it is more reserved than Qigu...... No, his eyes were also bright, but what he wanted to say was preempted by the timber seat.

Damn, this bastard, he is the royal demonstration tool of Big Brother Hojo, if it is really an umbrella sword, I will also be the first to be beaten, what kind of limelight are you here to steal! Biqigu roared in his heart.

Sakura Yamauchi and Glass, who were in front, smiled at each other, and stepped forward a little faster, leaving room for Kyosuke Hojo and his friends to talk.

"No, how could the umbrella sword be brought to the school, General Jianhao, you should be sober."

Someone said with a smile, then pulled it down with the point of holding the umbrella cover with his left hand, and raised his right hand to hold the umbrella handle and was about to pull it out to show it.

And this scene, in the eyes of the two of them, seemed to be seen, and a pitch-black flame burned behind the smiling Hojo Kyosuke, and a monstrous murderous aura attacked the two.

"What should I do, is it too late to kneel now?" Hikiya asked with a look in his eyes.

"This knife is cut out, even if you run forty meters is useless, you still have the backbone to die!"

Kizuza responded with his eyes as he twisted his huge body and flashed behind Hachiman Hikiya with agility that did not match his size.

This bastard, I don't think you're a sword general, you're a runaway general.

Not to mention the imagination of the two middle and second diseases here, relying on his height and hand length, Kyosuke Hojo pulled out the umbrella very smoothly, and opened the big black umbrella while walking.

The pitch-black umbrella looks as warm and noble as silk, and the scattered cherry blossoms have not faded at all, and the pink on it is still full of life.

On days when it doesn't rain, Kyosuke Hojo regularly maintains the umbrella like a bamboo knife to make sure that when it is taken out again, it will still be as beautiful as when Sakura just handed it to him.

Hold up the umbrella and prop it on your head.

Sakura Yamauchi, who was in front, turned his head and looked at the person standing under the pitch-black umbrella, tilted his head, and grinned at the corners of his mouth.

"It's amazing, it's too handsome!"

Hikiya Hachiman shouted in shock, this was even cooler than the wand he had snatched from Pygasiforus's castle. Although he has gotten rid of the second disease, he still can't help but envy when he sees this kind of thing full of middle two senses.

No, Minister Hojo is holding something that the life victory group holds, how can it be the second in middle school! It's pure fashion!

Yes, that's it, I'm going to buy one after school today!

At this moment, it is the peak period of school, and the avenue leading to the teaching building is full of students, and someone who suddenly opens a large umbrella instantly becomes the focus of the crowd. Although it was also the focus of attention, the people who didn't dare to come up to say hello who had nothing to do with him now surrounded him.

"Alright, alright, class is about to begin, let's go."

Seeing that he was about to become the council of Yamauchi Sakura's umbrella master, Hojo Kyosuke hurriedly put away the umbrella.

"Minister Hojo, can you ask where you bought your umbrella from, and we want to buy one too!"

Walking side by side, Hikiya asked.

"Mine is made by Sakura herself." You can't buy the same!

When he said this, a strong sense of happiness filled Hojo Kyosuke's chest, and the tone of his voice couldn't help but be a little softer:

"If you want to have an umbrella like that, there's a big Japanese umbrella specialty store in Shinjuku Kagurazaka, and the owner is from Kyoto, so you can go there and have a look."

Hand-made ......

Hikiya and Kikiza glanced at each other, and they both saw the bitterness and pain in each other's eyes, and the two of them didn't expect to be attacked here. If the price is too high, the two of them can feel better.

The three of them soon arrived at the classroom, and Kyosuke Hojo walked to his seat while responding to the question marks of Sabusaki and the others.

"Timber Seat, you make a umbrella and give it to me, and I will give it to you in the same way, this is a symbol of friendship!"

The clever Hikiya Hachiman thought of a solution with just a slight turn in his head, love and friendship are the most important emotional needs of human beings. There is no distinction between high and low at all, and sometimes the affection between brothers is more touching.

"It's worthy of you, the second swordsman in Tokyo, Yo Xi, just do it! I'll put a hundred and thirty layers of protection on top of it to protect you from any evil. Kikiza shouted excitedly.

"Babble...... Forget it, I suddenly feel very disgusted. ”

Looking at the fat face of the wood seat, Biqigu instantly strangled himself who had just spoken.

"Huh? Yaban, you! ”

"Huh? Ha how many yards, do you want to make an umbrella? "The crisp and pleasant sound of a superlative violin playing in the hands of the world's top musicians came from the front of Hikiya.

Hey, who hit the fill light, this is too strong! Immediate dismissal!

Oh, it's the angelic halo on Caika's head, that's fine.

When I came to the classroom, the first person to talk to me was Aika, which was great!

With a smile on his face that had turned ninety-eight bends in an instant, he said in a voice that had been practiced for a month before he confessed to a girl for the first time in junior high school:

"Yes, I suddenly became a little interested in the classical art of umbrellas, and I wanted to study it a little."

Who is the person who is talking, than Kiya Hachiman, a little more normal!

"But I'm the only one who wants to make an umbrella, and he is not interested in this kind of thing at all. Caijia, do you want to study together, I can give it to you as a gift when I do it. ”

Don't blame me, timber block, you betrayed me first, on the day of school, in the bicycle shed, do you remember!

"Okay!" Ayaka Totsuka clapped her little hand and shouted happily.

Ah, this smile, I want to add 1,800 protections to the umbrella, and I will protect it for the rest of my life.

Hikiya Hachiman was sunk.

Kyosuke Hojo casually dealt with the stupid speech of Goro Hata who said, "It's over, is it going to rain today, I didn't look at the weather forecast at all", sat down and leaned his umbrella against the locker in the back.

Just as he was about to start the pleasant chat session before the morning reading, he saw a boy walk up to him.

If you want to use your name, it should be called Hayato Hayama. Because there is no intersection, Hojo Kyosuke almost deleted the name from his head.

"Good morning, Hojo-san." Hayato's smile was as bright as his blonde hair, and as he spoke, a breeze blew in from the window, causing the hair on his forehead to flutter slightly.

"Good morning, Hayama-san."

Kyosuke Hojo, who didn't know why, also responded with a smile, the two blondes in the class, Miura Yuiko with blonde hair and big waves, and Hayato Hayato with blonde hair, both of which were dyed colors, although it could be seen that it cost a lot of money.

But in the eyes of Kyosuke Hojo, who is accustomed to seeing the handicraft-grade blonde hair of Eiri, it looks very inferior, and it doesn't look as cute as the pink hair dyed by Yui Hihama. Of course, among the girls in the class, the best looking ones are of course Sakura and Glass's brown hair!

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"That's right, I've heard that Hojo-san's progress in preparing for the troupe project is a bit slow, so I wanted to ask if there's anything I can help with."

Hayato bent down slightly, keeping his tone as soft as possible, trying not to make his words sound condescending. As he spoke, the broken hair on his forehead was once again lifted by a wind blowing from the window.

“？？？”

This classmate, you're too enthusiastic.

This is the second time that Kyosuke Hojo has met such a good person, the first one is Kyosuke Maki, and the first time they met, he gave himself a motorcycle of four million without saying a word. This self who actually wants to take over even the snow of absolute justice has a headache, and he is a living bodhisattva.

"You're such a nice person, Hayama-san." He sighed heartily.

"Poof-" X2

Sudden laughter rang out from the front and right of Kyosuke Hojo, and it was Sakura and Glass, who were familiar with the story of good people. Yubihama, who was chatting with Glass, was stunned for a second and then smirked, although she didn't know what she was laughing at, but it would be very unsociable if everyone laughed at herself.

"Haha, it's not that exaggerated, you're too polite Hojo-san."

Hayato scratched his head for some reason, this time the wind failed to blow his hair.

Kyosuke Hojo looked out of the window in surprise, it had been three times, as soon as Hayato Hayato spoke, an inexplicable wind would blow outside the window, it was like filming a film and television drama, someone was specifically responsible for making the wind.

"But there's no need, if the troupe is there, I have a very professional teacher, so you can rest assured!" He bared eight shiny teeth.

“…… Oh, well, then I'm relieved. Hayato laughed awkwardly at the two, and finally left a word of cheering, and turned to leave.

Miura Yuiko stared at Hayama's back until he returned to his seat, wondering why he was doing it. The same question was asked by Yui Hihama.

The only thing I don't care about may be the person concerned, Kyosuke Hojo and his two beautiful girls.

Sent Hayama Hayato away, the three of them, plus Yubihama finally started a pleasant chat. For the three of them, this kind of thing is not as important as what drink to drink at noon, but it is just an enthusiastic classmate.

The expected morning reading did not come, and it was a math quiz.

I don't know what to test in the first two weeks of school, is it because I am afraid that the students will overplay the sports festival and blow everyone down, so that everyone can recognize their true level?

Kyosuke Hojo complained casually, while completing the test in five minutes, walked up and handed it to the teacher without stopping, and then walked out of the classroom.

The waist is straight, the speed is moderate, and every step is as standard as if measured with a ruler.

At such times, you must not look back at the classmates below, you must neither smile nor strain your face, and everything must be natural.

This is the result of his long career of handing in papers early, and he is a latecomer when it comes to how to create a style, but as long as he behaves as calm as the night, others will add his due style.

(End of chapter)