In front of the classroom, the history teacher with pale hair was talking about his views on the Three Kingdoms.

When he said Cao Cao's "I'm a good dream to kill someone", the bell rang.

He put down the chalk without feeling satisfied and patted the dust on his hands: "Everyone divides into four groups, and each selects a person from the Three Kingdoms as the topic. Let's discuss it in the next class, and then finish the get out of class."

This was the last class, and the footsteps in the classroom were chaotic.

Some people continue to stay in the classroom and are preparing to wait until they can leave school and go directly to the cram school to do so. They need to have a good relationship with the club minister, otherwise they will be recorded and absent;

Some people can't wait to go to the club with their schoolbags, but they don't know whether they are really participating in the event or if there are people they like in the club;

After cleaning the blackboard, the student on duty urged the students who were slowly packing things, so that they would not interfere with the cleaning.

"Watanabe, where are you going?" Saito Esuke said while packing his things.

"Human Observation Department."

"Don't the blowing department be trained?" Kuroi Shuo stuffed the book into his schoolbag and was the first to pack it up.

"Retire from the school." After Toru Watanabe also packed up, the three of them put down their chairs and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as I left the classroom, I saw a boy from Class 3 holding two blackboards in his hand and patting a girl on the head.

Chalk gray fell like fog, and a chase began immediately.

"Why did you withdraw from the army?" Saito Esuke said in confusion.

Kōi Shuai replied in place of Toru Watanabe: "Of course I got the national gold, it feels boring."

"It can be understood this way," Watanabe Takashi nodded.

The three of them had already walked to the door of a shift, and his answer attracted someone's dissatisfaction.

Tamamo saw them with beautiful eyes, cut them, turned around and left disdainfully, leaving the slim back for the three of them.

Saito Esuke said curiously: "Watanabe, have you offended her?"

"I've scolded a few words."

Kuroi Shun patted his shoulder heavily: "Brother!"

"Don't touch me." Shiro Watanabe opened his hand, "I can kill anyone at will."

"You are more cruel than Cao Cao!"

"What is Cao Cao? If I were in the Three Kingdoms, my literary style would be better than Kong Ming, my martial style would be better than Lu Bu, and my ambition would be better than Dong Zhuo."

"In front of you, Dong Zhuo's lust is really nothing." A cold and pleasant voice came.

Like a dandelion blown from a distance by the wind, the beautiful Kiyono Rin, who was unable to grasp the truth and the falsehood, appeared in front of the three of them.

Before they could react, they disappeared at the end of the corridor like the fine snow swept away by the wind.

"Did you offend her?" Saito Mesuke asked again.

"I've been scolded for a few words."

"Brother!" Kuroi Shushou patted Watanabe Tsubaki again and added, "Envy!"

Watanabe Shiro swept his hand away again: "I'm really going to kill someone."

The three of them separated at the stairs. Kuroi Shu went downstairs to the baseball department, and Saito Kesuke went directly to the computer research department.

As soon as Tori Watanabe went up the fifth floor, the indoor shoes and the stairs made a crisp collision sound, passing through the overhead corridor dyed in the dusk, opening the door of the Human Observation Department.

Rin Kiyono was already reading a book by the window. Miki Kyujo, who had not gone to class in the afternoon, sat on the sofa and played "The Legend of Zelda".

On the TV screen, the protagonist Link, who is not very yellow in his face, is fighting against the Golden Horse.

Cum on the face, ride on, the weapon slashes on the body of the horse, making a sound of slap; roll back, Link time, slap; shield reverse, headshot or stop, slap

After the horse fell down and turned into black smoke and disappeared, Miki Kyujo manipulated Link to turn, cut out the camera, adjust her posture, and take photos.

"Already so skilled?" Shiro Watanabe sat down beside her.

Miki Kyujo immediately lay down and lazily put her feet on his legs: "How long does it take for such a simple thing?"

Watanabe Toru stroked her smooth black stockings and said with interest: "Let me play with it."

Miki Nijo gave him the handle.

When Tsushi Watanabe teleported to the people and horses near the Thunder Dragon, he used no skills, just to walk around with a sledgehammer, and the people and horses died soon.

"Are you faster than you?" Watanabe Tsuku said proudly.

"Those who are useless use this technique, and you have wasted my weapons."

"Didn't this sledgehammer be fired last night?"

"Your, not mine?" Miki Kujo lifted Toru Watanabe's chin with her feet wearing stockings.

"Yes, yes." Shiro Watanabe took her feet away and pulled her down the pleated skirt.

Although there are safety pants, although they are in the Human Observation Department, and although they are lying on the sofa, they still cannot expose themselves.

"Hmm." A light cough came from the beech table.

Miki Kujo showed a contemptuous smile and laughed softly. Then, she changed her position and rested her head on Toru Watanabe's legs.

Since the sports festival, Miki Kujo has become more and more fond of doing some intimate actions with Toru Watanabe in front of Rin Kiyono.

Torute Watanabe focused on manipulating Link, riding a white horse, holding his wife's gun in his hand, and duels with the Goblin riding a bone horse in the blizzard.

Wife Gun, Light Scale Gun, a weapon of a female character who likes Link. Many male players, including Toru Watanabe, are reluctant to use it.

But it is well known that Shin Watanabe's situation is not the original one, but was recast later.

After leaving the blowing department, the time for club activities seemed to be lengthening suddenly, and there was no situation where the sky was already dark before.

Midway through the way, Kiyono Rin made hot tea, and Miki Kyujo poured herself a cup without hesitation, took a sip of it, and fed Tsuku Watanabe.

A war without gunpowder.

Watanabe Shiro said silently.

Under his control, Link became more and more brave. The grasslands, Gobi, mountains, jungles, and wherever he passed, the corpses were everywhere on the Hailaru continent.

The dragon becomes a tool for making money; the people become a weapon; the sword light of the master sword that never expires in his hand illuminates the four fields.

The monster died over and over again, but Shiro Watanabe never saved the princess.

This game is far from over.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong." A knock on the door came from the door.

It's very rare. Calculate the time. The Human Observation Department has had no customers for about two months.

"Please come in." Kiyono Rin responded lightly.

"I'm disturbed." Accompanied by the careful greeting, Ichimu Aoi, as well as Hanada Asoko and Tamamoto are so beautiful.

Miki Kyujo didn't respond.

Shiro Watanabe was not interested in them either, so he manipulated Link to go to the lake to take the electric weapon with the electric fish.

Kiyono Rin put the hardcover book in her hand upside down on the table and poured them tea in a disposable cup.

"Thank you." The three of them hurriedly thanked and sat in a row at the beech table.

"Is there anything wrong?" Kiyono Rin asked, "If I were to continue as a consultant to the music department, my answer would not change."

"No, no." Yimukui hurriedly denied it as if she was afraid of misunderstandings.

Tamamo Komi and Hanada Aoko showed a disappointed expression.

Yimukui glanced over the sofa, paused, and continued, "It's my relationship with Senior Sister Mai."

"The confession failed?"

"No, no, no." Immediately afraid of being unlucky, Yimukui denied it even more intensely than before, and kept shaking her head.

"Success?" Kiyono Rin picked up the teacup, blew away the white mist, and carefully pressed her soft lips against the mouth of the cup, and pursed her mouth lightly.

“Or, not.”

"What's going on?"

Yimukui whispered: "I haven't confessed yet."

"Iki, if I remember correctly, you told me before that as long as you get the national money, you will confess to the senior sister tomorrow?" Kiyono Rin said in confusion.

"I'm scared."

"Silly." Kiyono Rin put down the teacup and gave a merciless evaluation. "You have worked hard for so long, isn't it just to convey your own feelings? Why don't you seize the last chance before the senior sister quits the department tomorrow?"

Even though he was accused by Rin Kiyono because of the blowing competition, Ichimukui still subconsciously shook her body.

Hanada Akako hurriedly said, "Schoolmate Ichimu attaches too much importance to her and Mai will not even be friends after confessing, so she is worried about gains and losses and dare not confess her love!"

"That's right, no, Kiyono classmate, don't blame her!" Tamamo Yomi persuaded her.

"I didn't blame her, I just expressed my opinion on this matter." Kiyono Rin replied with a cold expression as always.

The four months spent with the Blowing Department did not let her get close to them even a little.
To be continued...