Shiro Watanabe sat by the window, holding his elbows on the table, dozing.

Koizumi Aona walked to him and patted him on the shoulder.

Watanabe Shiro opened his eyes.

"Are you asleep?" Koizumi Aona asked in a low voice.

"No, close your eyes and rest." Watanabe Tetsu replied.

"Check it out again." After Koizumi Aona said that, he walked towards the first group.

He subconsciously stared at the teacher's graceful back for two seconds. Toru Watanabe supported his right hand on his face and continued to sleep.

Outside the window, the airplane cloud cuts the winter sky in half.

The time is November 27th, the final exam site for the monthly test.

The first study session was four days ago.

The bell is ringing.

"The exam time is up, please put down your pen."

Watanabe Tsubaki yawned, half-opened his eyes, and only became more energetic when Koizumi Aona finished the exam paper and the classroom became noisy.

"This time the society is too difficult!"

"Is it 'Hulagu' or 'Kublai' that killed Mulayi?"

"Who knows that kind of thing!"

"How could I take such questions? The history teacher is crazy? I think he has been talking about the Three Kingdoms, so I tried hard to read the Three Kingdoms before the exam, but he ended up taking Mongolia!"

"Watanabe, what is the result of the last question in mathematics?"

It was noisy and it was not until Koizumi Aona walked into the classroom again that she became quiet.

"Thank you all for your hard work. The monthly test has ended, and the results will be announced on time next Monday."

A classmate raised his hand: "Teacher, can you announce your grades after you come back from camping?"

"Don't do well in the exam?" Koizumi Aona asked everyone with a smile.

“Super bad!”

"It's so difficult! It's even harder than the national exam!"

Everyone rushed to complain.

After hearing them, Koizumi Aona said, "If English goes backward, I will be angry, teacher."

The boy immediately expressed his loyalty, saying things like "I will never lose a single point in English even if I die," "I guarantee that English is the highest score in the five subjects."

There are not a single boy who can do these two things at the same time, but there is no one in it.

Even a smarter, Takashi Watanabe cannot guarantee that English is the highest score among the five subjects.

After all, he always has a few full marks in his homework, and he can't say which one is the best.

After talking about the exam, Koizumi Aona signaled everyone to keep quiet.

"Although there are still reports of results, analyzing test papers, and sorting out wrong questions, I will go camping next week. Don't be affected by the scores."

"People who have done well in the exam, please enjoy it. Students who have not done well, please relax."

"Yes" everyone became happy again.

"Squad leader, please send me a message."

"Yes." Kazumi Ikeda walked onto the podium and distributed it to the students' students' union.

Taking advantage of this time, Koizumi Aona said:

"First of all, it's a matter of expenses. Let's talk to your parents on Saturdays and Sundays, each person."

"Skiing and fishing, camping grounds have special equipment, so the rented money is also counted."

"When you have a picnic, everyone will group it according to the ingredients group. Remember to buy fresh ones, and there are kitchen utensils groups, if you have them at home."

After the class meeting, the school organized a major cleaning because it was early after school.

Toru Watanabe was responsible for wiping the window next to him.

Just as he was breathing in the glass, Kuroi Xiu, who was responsible for carrying the desk, started chatting with him while moving his desk.

"Watanabe."

"Um?"

"Iki is responsible for the ingredients in their class, just like me."

"Congratulations." Shiro Watanabe wiped at a black dot.

"This is fate." Kuroi Shuo moved Toru Watanabe's table, "I'll ask her to go buy ingredients together after school on Tuesday!"

"It's pretty good." The black spot was very stubborn, and Toru Watanabe breathed a sigh of relief.

"But there are a few girls in their class together, so you can help me get them away."

"What do you think of me, Mr. Watanabe?"

"The handsome second male lead next to the male lead."

"I'll give you another chance." Shiro Watanabe whipped the rag into the air.

The air made a crackling sound.

"Xuxuyuan barbecue later! I'll invite you!"

"Guojing, what's the relationship between us? Your business is mine."

"You're just barbecue?"

"How could it be? We Iwate Prefecture people have always been helpful!"

After the glass was wiped brightly, Watanabe Toru, who was idle, was called by a girl to help take out the trash.

After a very busy meal, the cleaning was finally over, and everyone went to participate in the club activities.

Tsuku Watanabe walked slowly towards the Human Observation Department with his schoolbag.

In the corridor, there were two girls wearing sweatpants underneath the corridor, flirting with each other's skirts.

They saw Toru Watanabe, covered their mouths and noses with their hands, turned their heads shyly, and hid aside.

If possible, Toru Watanabe hopes that the conflict between Rin Kiyono and Miki Kyujo can be resolved by lifting each other's skirts.

Walking through the overhead corridor dyed red by the sunset, he walked into Friday's activity classroom amid the practice of the blowing department.

By the window, the beautiful girl was reading books as always.

The room temperature is very comfortable and warm, making people want to sleep. Someone did do this and Miki Mika sleep on the sofa.

The eldest lady didn't wake up until after school.

It seems that the sequelae of Watanabe Takashi stayed in Chiyoda this week, and the results were extraordinary.

It was a cold rainy Saturday and Sunday, and it was early Monday morning, and it was also the first day of December.

It's useless, cheating, and refreshed.

After several useless efforts, Watanabe Toru no longer cared about the timing of checking, so he opened it straightforwardly.

What does it mean, if you use this bookmark, except for the 1,000 points column, there will be no change in the whole world?

Even the user himself only knows that the time has passed, and there is no difference between it and others?

Could it be a special trick to cheat points, right? Actually, I didn’t plan to pause at all?

Toru Watanabe spent 5,000 points to exchange for five pieces, and bet that the rest of his life might refresh the props for the suspension of immunity time.

Next is the skills.

"What is the coronary artery?"

With the idea of ​​"maybe it's human alchemy" and smeared and lit up the screen of the phone.

I couldn't adapt to the strong light, and my eyes subconsciously narrowed.

After a while, he threw his cell phone aside and went to bed with his head down.

‘If you are bypassing the heart, you will be bypassed by the heart. What kind of coronary artery bypass transplantation is to bully me and not read medical books?’

On December 1st, the light rain was blowing with the southwest wind.

After doing sit-ups and push-ups, Tsuku Watanabe walked down the stairs of the rental house after taking a shower.

Looking up at the sky through a transparent umbrella.

The breath exhaled from the mouth flew with the wind like white clouds.

Whenever the white mist floats up and dissipates in the rain, the cold seems to increase even more.

He still had a shirt and a suit jacket today, and the buttons of the jacket were not buttoned up.
To be continued...