As I ran with weights tonight, the time for the four kilometers was back to the first 40 minutes.

At the back, every step is like falling into a swamp, and as long as you slacken, you can't move your legs at all.

Fortunately, I persevered.

Saionji Akino stood on the side of the road not far from his home, gasping for air, feeling the heat and sweat on his body, as well as his aching legs.

It seems that I am overloaded again, I don't stretch well, and if I don't drink recovery potion, it will be over tomorrow.

After relieving himself for a while, Saionji Akino slowly walked home, and the cool evening breeze on the way had dried his sweat a lot, so he could take a bath directly when he got home.

After the hot water washed away the dirt on his body, Saionji Akino came to the mirror to take a look and found that his belly was much smaller, but he was not surprised.

He is not fat in himself, and he appears to be fat because in addition to a lot of fat, he also has a diet that is biased towards heavy oil and salt, which will cause the human body to store water and eventually form edema. Therefore, a lot of what I have lost on the second day is actually water, and I still need to continue to work hard, and it is ideal to take exercise as a habit in my life.

Take a shower, make dinner and tomorrow's lunch.

After eating, packing up the bento and putting it in the refrigerator, Saionji Akino went back to his room and began to read and study.

An hour to read novels, an hour to read music theory knowledge, lay a good foundation, facilitate subsequent copying of songs, and then the remaining two hours are used for practice.

The priority of making money is still to write novels, so he spends both hours writing manuscripts.

Start writing with the outline of your name, write the opening of three versions in two hours, then keep the best and write it again the next day, keep writing, and keep improving.

At eleven o'clock, turn off the lights and go to bed on time.

Although I drank the physical recovery potion, the mental fatigue was irresistible, and I experienced a lot of things in a day today, and I did a lot of things.

Within two minutes, he was asleep, and his sleep quality was excellent.

However, it was also such an ordinary night, and some people could not sleep.

…

Komura Yujia sat on the bed and looked out the window, the shy moon hiding behind the clouds, who had sighed there for I don't know how many times.

When she got home, she was still very normal, eating as usual, watching TV with her parents, complaining about the funny artists in the show, and then taking a bath, lying on the bed and chatting with Yazi, talking about some unnutritious nonsense, complaining about the Mediterranean of the head teacher, a few stupid couples in the next class, or talking about the gossip of the senior seniors.

Everything was normal, and she thought that the afternoon episode was over.

But when she turns off the lights and wants to sleep, some messy pictures will come out of her mind.

When I was in junior high school, I witnessed the scene of others being bullied, and today's basketball competition, and the miserable, Saionji Akino's table...

I actually think so much because of this guy in Saionji Akino?

Why?

Komura Yujia is more ashamed, and the first thing she feels is doubt.

She thinks that she is not a delicate and sensitive person, otherwise she would not have been able to make changes immediately in high school, and suddenly go from a marginal person to an active class.

Komura Yujia thought about it for a long time, but still didn't understand why, and finally she fell asleep in a daze until late...

But the next day, she woke up very early.

I woke up at six o'clock.

After eating breakfast and changing clothes, it was only six o'clock.

Since you have nothing to do, why don't you go to school?

Yuka Komura was holding a handbag, riding on the train, and when she got off the station, she saw a stationery store.

There may be stickers in the stationery store that you can buy, and the stickers are just right to cover up the marks on the table...

This thought suddenly popped up, and when Komura Yuka came back to his senses, he had already heard the old man of the stationery store say thank you to himself.

I spent 500 yen on stickers that I wouldn't use.

Today's food bill has been reduced by a third.

Komura Yujia walked out of the stationery store, frowned and put the sticker roll into his bag, "It's not my fault again, I bought this... Why? ”

She really started to understand herself.

She didn't go to school to deal with the desk in the first place, because she kept emphasizing in her heart that it wasn't her fault and had nothing to do with her.

Doesn't going so early make it seem like she's weak-hearted? She's right, why should she be weak-hearted?

The girl was digging into her own horns, but as she walked, she came to a shopping street, and saw Saionji Akino who was helping to unload the goods and cheerfully greeting the various shops.

Saionji Akino set the stops for his morning run on the shopping street, and he wanted to really build a good relationship with these shops, so that he could get used to the feeling of being generous and communicative, not just yesterday's whim.

And the next day's help to unload, Saionji Akino got a gift from his uncle.

"No, soda, take it." The uncle patted him on the shoulder and began to ask him which high school student he was, so he began to reminisce about the past, and when he told some stories of the glorious years, his voice was a little higher.

Saionji Akino listened and echoed with a smile.

Finally, when parting, he added.

"Uncle, I come over every day, and the story can't be told for a while, and I will come over tomorrow to be your audience."

The uncle was stunned, and the tough guy smiled for the first time, "Get out of school quickly!" Stinky boy! ”

"Yo yo yo, he is shy when he looks at him, come, child, you can't refuse today's fruit! If you refuse, you won't give my aunt face! ”

"Come on, young man, here are a few vouchers for haircuts, you come to me for haircuts in the future, and I will style you, discount!"

"Thank you, but I'm not here for this... But thank you so much! ”

Komura Yuka stood on the left side of the street, watching the scene of Saionji Akino being surrounded by uncles and aunts from a distance, and felt a little incredible.

Is that person really Saionji Akino?

Did you admit that you were wrong?

Can he be so popular with uncles and aunts?

Komura Yujia was thinking about taking a few more looks, when he saw him running towards him with a bag of apples, Komura Yujia quickly turned around and avoided his gaze.

And Saionji Akino didn't notice her presence at all, and quickly ran away.

Komura Yujia looked at his figure getting farther and farther away, and his mood was very complicated.

Perhaps, Saionji Akino is actually not so disgusting?

Yuka Komura really started to get a little curious about him.

And this curious seedling is also slowly moistening and growing.

…

When Komura Yuka finally arrived at the school, it was already 7:45, and there were already many people sitting in the classroom, and they were all gathered around the table in Akino at Saionji Temple.

And Saionji Akino himself sat there, his expression a little distressed.

He couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the torn and dirty textbooks in his drawer.

Public school students are still too idle!

He has started to bring his own indoor shoes, but he still can't avoid this stubble?

Could it be that he will have to carry his desk home in the future?

That's a little too funny.

At this time, the yellow-haired fool looked at the tragic situation on the table of Qiuye in Xiyuan Temple, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "Who did this?!" ”

This roar made the whole class stunned.

Including Saionji Akino.

"Hey, people in Xiyuan Temple are not angry, what are you yelling at here?"

"That's right, but to be honest, it's really too much, but our school doesn't monitor it, so we can't catch the prisoner."

Saionji Akino patted Huang Mao's shoulder, "Anyway, you calm down first." ”

"Calm down? Can't calm down! Huang Mao snorted coldly, "Since I have recognized you as a friend, how can I see you being wronged in vain?!" This is a matter of righteousness, the world is big, and righteousness is the greatest! ”

"Moreover, bullying you is also equivalent to bullying me!"

"Xiyuan Temple, do you really think it's okay if you don't find the prisoner?" This time, Huang Mao looked at Saionji Akino very seriously and asked.

Saionji Akino was stunned, and just as he wanted to answer, the math teacher outside the door walked in, only to see the math teacher frowning, "You can be heard shouting here from afar outside, have you finished your homework?!" ”

"What are you doing together?"

The classmates hurriedly made way for the math teacher, and he could directly see the foul language on the table of Akino in Saionji, and the math teacher was furious.

"******, what the hell are you guys up to!? What age do you still like to engage in school bullying?! Whoever did it, stand up for me! Come out right now! ”

The math teacher won 10 million yen last night by just one number to buy a lottery ticket, and then he was shown affection by his friend, and now he is aggrieved and has no place to vent his anger.

It just so happens that now there is an outlet.

"Teacher! I found this on the podium! A lively boy found the letter that Makoto Fukuzawa had written anonymously.

So, the letter unfolded, and the name of Komura Yujia was revealed in front of everyone.

And Komura Youjia, who was sitting down to chat with Yazi, suddenly felt a lot of strange eyes.

She was stunned, not quite understanding what was going on.

"The small village is especially good! You stand up for me! The math teacher snapped.

"Huh?"