As he was about to enter the train stop, a newspaper from a nearby newspaper vendor caught Aoba's attention.

I saw a large photo hanging on the front page of the newspaper, which was the heroic posture of several people galloping on horseback.

Aoba's heart moved, and he stopped in front of the vendor.

Maybe it's a good way to make money!

Thinking like this, Aoba bought a copy of all the newspapers related to gambling on the stall, packed them and rolled them up and put them in his school bag, and then walked into the tram stop.

In this way, the people on the train saw a strange scene, a high school student in a school uniform, and on the train, he looked at the newspapers that only uncles usually read.

A few girls who were also wearing the uniforms of the private Qingchuan High School with Aoba pointed at Aoba and whispered, but Aoba didn't care about this qiē at all.

The schoolbag was bulging with newspapers, and even part of it was exposed, and Qingye with a newspaper in his hand walked into the campus thoughtfully, obviously reminiscing about the information he had just learned from the newspaper about betting on horses.

Entering the class, sitting down in his seat, Aoba who felt some kind of sight looked up to the side.

A boy with glasses was looking at him with a strange look.

Aoba smiled kindly, and the boy, who was originally a little flustered because of being revealed, calmed down slightly under Aoba's smile, and also smiled back.

I have an impression of this bespectacled boy Aoba.,It's not because yesterday the glasses boy was elected class president because of his excellent grades.,It's because he's been looking at himself with this strange look since yesterday.。

As for his name, what is it?

Just when Aoba recalled the boy's name, the boy with glasses seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and his movements were a little stiff and he got up and walked towards Aoba.

"Good morning, Uesugi-san. The boy greeted slightly nervously.

"Good morning, class president, can I ask your name?" Aoba asked.

"I'm Yuma Ishihara, please advise. The boy named Yuma Ishihara immediately introduced himself.

"Oh, it's Ishihara-san. Aoba nodded.

"Wait, if I'm not mistaken, didn't I introduce myself yesterday?" Ishihara said strangely.

"I'm sorry, I didn't listen to you at the time. Aoba said indifferently.

"Uesugi-san is such a special person. Ishihara Yuma said with a reluctant smile.

"I would take it as a compliment. Aoba replied with a smile as well.

The two chatted rambling for a while, and Ishihara Yuma pretended to be casual and asked, "Does Uesugi-san believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"Maybe there is!" Aoba replied ambiguously.

The two talked for a while, and as the bell rang, Ishihara Yuma turned back to his seat, and Aoba looked at him thoughtfully.

Yuka Mizuki, who is a teacher, is lecturing on the podium, while Aoba is blatantly reading the newspaper from her seat.

Several newspapers rolled up in the schoolbag were spread out on the table in turn, and Aoba held a newspaper in his hand and unfolded it, as if sitting on the sand at home, holding the newspaper in both hands with Erlang's legs crossed, and carefully reading the information about betting on horses.

It's a pity that this is not at home, but in class, so his behavior has attracted great attention, not only the surrounding classmates look at him whispering from time to time, but Mizuki Yuka on the podium has paid frequent attention to him.

It's just that Aoba didn't seem to feel the teacher's gaze on the podium, and continued to look at the newspaper unscrupulously.

So not long after class, Yuka Mizuki, who is a teacher, couldn't bear his behavior anymore.

"Uesugi Aoba-san, please don't read the newspaper in class, is it okay?" said Mizuki Yuka in a suppressed angry voice, standing in front of Aoba.

"Why? I don't seem to disturb others listening to the class, right?" Aoba frowned, and looked up at Mizuki Yuka with some dissatisfaction.

didn't notice that that trace of dissatisfaction actually drove the murderous aura in the body, and it instantly came out of the body.

The murderous aura that used to be an emperor and created a monstrous killing disappeared in a flash, and it was reacted to Aoba and took it back, but even if it was just a trace of murderous aura that leaked out inadvertently, it was no longer something that ordinary people could bear.

So Mizuki Yuka, who was still violent, sat on the ground as soon as her legs were weak, and then tears flowed out involuntarily.

That's right, Mizuki Yuka was scared to tears.

Aoba secretly said that he was in trouble.

However, before he could make a move, Mizuki Yuka, who was frightened by the murderous aura, regained his mobility because Aoba put away the murderous aura again.

It's just that the fright I received at that moment just now was not so easy to soothe, but completely exploded because of the loss of the suppression of the murderous aura, Mizuki Yuka cried loudly, and then got up from the ground, rushed out of the classroom, and ran away.

Fortunately, Aoba's murderous aura was only directed at her alone, otherwise the whole class would probably be scared to cry now.

But everyone in the class obviously won't know the truth, everyone just saw the teacher crying and ran away by Aoba, so at the same time that Mizuki Yuka rushed out of the classroom, the whole classroom exploded with a buzz, and everyone immediately began to talk about it.

Aoba didn't pay attention to what the people in the class said, just looked at Mizuki Yuka who was scared and ran away from him, shook his head helplessly, got up and walked out of the classroom, and followed from a distance.

Under the eaves outside the teaching building, Yuka Mizuki sat on the steps, wiping her tears and sobbing quietly.

Not long after graduating, she still has the kind of idealism unique to students, and wants to be a good teacher who can be friends with students, but who knows that on the first day of the formal lecture, she was scared to cry by students.

Mizuki Yuka felt that she was very useless, and when she thought of this, she couldn't help but cry again.

At this moment, a cool thing suddenly stuck to her face, startling her at the same time, a voice also came, "Do you want to drink?".

Only then did she see that what was on her face was a can of chilled oolong tea, and at the same time, she also saw that the person who handed her oolong tea was the green leaf who scared her into crying.

The moment she saw Aoba, Mizuki Yuka instinctively remembered the fear she had just now, but then it was replaced by a feeling of shame.

As a teacher, I was so embarrassed that I was scared to cry when my students stared at me.

Mizuki Yuka said, "I want to drink." He snatched the oolong tea from Aoba's hand angrily and drank it.

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