Wednesday, May 2nd, heavy rain.

Koizumi Aona walked into the school building with an umbrella.

When I was collecting the umbrella, the rain on a boy's umbrella was accidentally wet her school uniform sleeves.

"Sorry." said the boy.

"Nothing." Koizumi Aona smiled and waved her hand, and walked towards the shoe cabinet.

The shoe cabinet is full of love letters, which is more than when Toru Watanabe manipulated this body.

She remembered the third week of April, the day when love letters were obviously increasing, and her conversation with Toru Watanabe.

"Just give me your body, you're definitely better than you."

"Don't be too gentle to others, and cause me less trouble!"

"Student Watanabe, how do you talk to the teacher!"

"Yes, Mr. Koizumi."

I changed my shoes, but didn't go to the classroom.

She slept early today, and Watanabe Toru was snatched away by her during morning exercises again. She had to help send roses to the activity classroom.

The first morning exercise to grab Watanabe Toru's body was the day after the incident, one Sunday morning, and she couldn't wait to go to Tokyo Disneyland.

At that time, the willow trees and ginkgo trees next to the moat road were tender and tender.

This morning, the leaves of willow and ginkgo have turned into rich dark green, and the time has also come from April to May.

Compared to what Toru Watanabe likes, the fifth floor elevated corridor where you can overlook the sky, Koizumi Aona prefers the corridor on the first floor.

Here you can see the plants and flowers in the atrium.

It was raining heavily today and the wind blew, and the magnolia flowers fell all over the ground. The azaleas were very firm, and the pretty red petals became more and more bright.

Koizumi Aona took out the rose from her schoolbag.

‘Buy the best roses from the Datian Flower Market every day and give them to you as good morning.’

When did you know this happen?

There is no need to remember such uncomfortable things.

Don’t remember Watanabe Tsubaki’s brain, I don’t want to hear it!

April 13th.

Still remembered easily.

She has already experienced Watanabe Tsubaki's intelligence.

Whether it is the body or the brain, it is very different from her body.

When I put the roses and returned to the teaching building, I met Horikita Mai who was practicing in the morning with the music department.

"Senior, please give me this afternoon!" The petite girl saluted like a soldier.

"Okay." Koizumi Aona responded happily, "Are you doing morning exercises today?"

"Well, I hope I can reach the level that my seniors are satisfied with earlier."

"Horikita worked very hard and I believe it will be achieved soon."

"Senior, Watanabe!" Horikita Mai ran to Koizumi Aona, "You should tell me, how far is it?"

The words of Horikita Mai reminded Koizumi Aona about guiding the Wooden Pipe Group.

She had no idea about playing music at all.

Everyone in the play skills of the blowing department can be her master.

In order to deal with this situation, Toru Watanabe taught her the tips for teaching.

When commenting, no matter how good or bad the other party is:

‘Please repeat the exercise.’

‘Please blow it again, have you found the problem?’

‘No? It’s really hard to deal with. Well – do you want to blow it again?’

Meet someone asking questions:

‘Not here, let’s find a solution together!’

‘It seems that everyone is not working hard enough in normal times. I will go back today and ask myself to think about it carefully.’

At night, Tsushi Watanabe will become a cat and tell her all the mistakes of these people - blowing and fingering.

In this way, relying on the teaching model of fooling people, the members of the music department who have superb skills have admired her so much that they want to follow her for the rest of their lives.

"Senior?" Horikita Mai shouted.

"Sorry, what did you say just now?" Koizumi Aona asked.

"When should I tell me: How far is I away from the passing line of my senior?"

"It's noon today."

"Really? That's great!"

Horikita Mai jumped away, sternly sternly with her pretty little face.

"Every knight fights for his dream, to protect the people they love, and I, to protect the glory of the Blowing Department."

After reading the lines and gesturing the movements, the child hummed a song with a "Duoduo, Duoduo" in his mouth.

at last.

"Transform!"

Even after three weeks, Koizumi Aona still couldn't understand the charm of Kamen Rider.

Shiro Watanabe enthusiastically recommended it to her.

Except for "555", because the plot is very similar to a bloody love drama, she can watch it a little, the rest is completely unsatisfactory.

"Senior, see you at noon!" Horikita Mai jumped and left.

I saw the Feng Discipline Committee member halfway through, and walked obediently and well-behavedly.

Walk into the classroom of Class 2 and 4 of high school.

Rin Kiyono sat in her seat reading a book, while Miki Kyujo lay on the table and slept.

Both of them ignored her.

However, in comparison, Rin Kiyono was a little better. For Toru Watanabe, he would talk to her for a few words.

Miki Kyujo treats her completely as a stranger.

I haven't entered the classroom in the future, and there is still some time before the morning shift meeting. Some students gathered by the window and looked over the cloudy Shinjuku District.

Big raindrops fell on campus and hit the glass, making a "slap" sound.

"It seems to be bigger."

"I hope I can stop after school, otherwise I can only give up riding a bicycle and go back by the tram."

"No way? You came on a bicycle in the morning?"

As usual, the only difference is herself.

Koizumi Aona walked towards Toru Watanabe's seat.

"Good morning, Kiyono classmate, Kyujo."

Miki Kyujo has no intention of waking up.

Kiyono Rin raised her gaze from the book: "It's been very early today."

"Today is the last day," Koizumi Aona explained.

Rin Kiyono nodded.

"When?" Miki Kujo's voice suddenly came.

Koizumi Aona looked back and could only see her hair.

"noon."

After she finished speaking, Miki Kujo seemed to have a more comfortable sleeping position.

In a month, the three of them failed to become friends and she was unpopular.

After a while, the future self comes in.

"Everyone sits back to their seats."

"About the mock exam at the end of April, everyone should summarize the wrong questions..."

The mock exam was a very hard time.
To be continued...