But if you do this, then you won't be sleepy in the spring, eat melons and watch plays, and one class will pass like this, and he is looking forward to what kind of earth-shattering things Eto Yoshiyuki can do!

Don't let me down! Eto-san!!

"This classmate, do you have something to do?" This momentum startled the Chinese teacher, stroked his wide glasses frame, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This student is getting harder and harder to bring.

Just when everyone was curious about what Eto Yoshiyuki was about to say, a petite figure panting appeared at the door.

"Old, teacher, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm late."

Yuriko Ogata appeared at the door, holding the door frame, and said breathlessly, her small body rose and fell slightly, but it was not particularly obvious, the sweat on her white forehead was mixed with hair sticking to it, and her face full of collagen was red, I don't know if it was caused by the strenuous exercise just now or because she was late for class, and the little face was very cute.

She had just run up.

"Old, teacher, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm really sorry!"

With that, Yuriko Ogata bowed to the Chinese teacher at a loss, and this was the first time in the life of Yuriko, a good student, that she was late.

The voice was a little trembling, and Chu Chu's pitiful and weak appearance made the Chinese teacher himself feel that he did not forgive such an angel in the world, and he simply did something rebellious!

"Ahem, pay attention next time, go back to your seat." The Chinese teacher skipped the matter with two dry coughs.

Yuriko Ogata he knows, and he is also a good student who is obedient and obedient on weekdays, so a small mistake like being late for a minute or two is naturally not a big deal.

It was the classmate named Eto Yoshiyuki, who was startled by the momentum just now, if he suddenly stood up and couldn't say one, two, three, four, then don't blame him.

"Thank you, thank you, teacher!" Yuriko Ogata bowed deeply to the Chinese teacher again, and then quickly ran back to her seat, and while holding the book, her eyes couldn't help but drift in the direction of Mitaka Kiyorei and Haruhi Harano.

Qingling Meilong still held her chin in her right hand and looked out the window, as if she was indifferent to what was happening in the class.

And Haruhi Harano stared at Eto Yoshiyuki with some amusement, but fortunately, there was also a soul burning in his eyes, the soul of gossip.

Seeing Yuriko Ogata suddenly return to the classroom, Eto Yoshiyuki's brain was directly on standby, eh? That's not how things go!

How did it come to this? The ultimate move that had just been accumulated for a long time was directly deflated, just like a balloon that had been pierced in a small eye.

"Eto-san, do you have something to say?"

Noticing that everyone's eyes in the class were on him, Eto Yoshiyuki's head was even more confused,

What can you say? Is it to say that Yuriko Ogatata-san was bullied?

But people are obviously fine now, and their faces are much better than before.

But if he doesn't say a good reason, the Chinese teacher might just blast him out of the classroom.

"I.... I..."

Eto Yoshiyuki was hesitant and failed to name a valid reason.

Haruhi Yuan couldn't help but be a little disappointed, hey, it seems that he can't watch the show!

White made him so happy just now.

Eto-san, why did you end up languishing?!

The morning class passed like this, and Eto Yoshiyuki was also punished for standing for a class for disrupting the order of the class at will.

Yuriko Ogata, the girl, still sneaks a glance at Kasuga from time to time, and Haruhi is a little uncomfortable.

During the lunch break at noon, Miss Qingling still did not return to normal, puffing out her small mouth, sulking there alone, and the little head didn't know what she was thinking, just staring at the cake that was already a little stale.

After school in the afternoon, it was also the key to the house with the spring, so he left alone in a hurry.

"What?"

After school, in the empty corridor, Haruhi Harano looked at his little hand stretched out to him in front of him, and he couldn't help but ask for something in a posture of Qingling Milong, and couldn't help but ask his own questions.

"Keys." Qingling Meilong simply understood, stretched out her arm, and spread out her white and tender palm.

"You're going home?" Harano Kasuga asked, and the big hand also began to dig the key in his pocket.

"Hmm."

Today's Miss Qingling seems to have returned to that cold version, and the two didn't even talk much when they had lunch at noon.

Kasuga just glanced at the favorability that had risen by two points, and handed over the key to Qingling Meilong with confidence.

I don't check the current state, this thing is sometimes like a mind reader, easy to use, but using too much will really make your life lack a certain amount of fun and excitement.

After getting the key, Qingling Meilong hung the keyring on his index finger and turned it twice, and then left with a smile.

It's as if there's something important to do in a hurry.

However, Miss Qingling was not around, and Haruhi Harano was also free, humming a little song that has been popular recently, and went to work at the Uehara convenience store.

Yuriko Ogata was stunned in the classroom, originally thinking about walking with Harano's classmates after school, but in a blink of an eye, everyone was gone!?

QAQ！

The Uehara convenience store is only three or four stops away from the National High School train, and at this point in time, except for a few homecoming offices, there are not many people on the train.

After getting off the train, Haruhi Harano hurried in the direction of the Uehara convenience store.

Teenagers who have tasted the taste are naturally impossible to be easily satisfied, especially with the existence of a side-effect-free artifact like Vajra Pill.

Far away, Haruhi Harano saw the figure working in front of the convenience store to carry boxes.

The long brown hair was tied up, only a strand of hair fell down the cheeks, the delicate face was a little sweaty, the water beads slid down the slender neck, and the emerald green dress was propped up, not only the upper body, but also the lower body was equally exquisite, and the devil was seductive.

Outside, he was wearing a small white shirt with a sheer net, maybe he was a little tired from carrying the box, so he pestled on the box with one hand and rested for a short time.

However, such actions add to the charm of Yoshimi Uehara, which makes a young and restless male high school student how can he hold back?