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Some people often say that the crisis devices in human bodies have disappeared in so many years of peaceful life.

First of all, let me popularize a concept for you. What is a crisis device? It is the super-scale secretion control valve of the human body's adrenaline. Humans can do many actions beyond the usual, most of which are because the crisis device is opened, and the adrenaline is highly secreted, and begins to relieve pressure from the heart in exchange for the ability to exceed the specifications. This is the so-called overclocking.

It is said that when the ancients felt the existence of a crisis, they would have developed this ability that seemed to be supernatural by ordinary people. Then they naturally killed large animals such as mammoths. According to experts, this ability is difficult for humans to obtain now.

But I want to tell you as a modern person that experts say that dogs fart.

When I saw that long and straight black figure like Shura's death walking through the back door amid the class's discussion, I could feel my heart clearly expressing its fear to me. The trembling body called me to open the window and jump from the third floor. In that case, I could barely have such a trace of vitality. Otherwise, I would have no complete corpse.

That's right, when I saw the sea under the snow covering my face, my lips curled up, and my whole body fell into a shadow, the alarm inside me was about to explode.

I'll die, right? I'll die, right?

Especially when I saw the low pressure coming from the snow, a very classic scene suddenly appeared in my mind. I believe that if I were to pay more attention to anime or light novels, I would definitely be able to imagine that scene, right?

That's right, that is, the girl in the back table reached forward to grab the boy's scalp and knocked the corner of the table. It is one of the inhumane atrocities that Suzumiya made against Smith. According to the calculations of the Internet, based on the movements and sounds at that time, Smith's spine has a 99% chance of being finished. So a certain Smith is indeed a god.

But I'm not.

I have neither the ability to complain about Smith, nor the girl behind me is a vital girl. And on the contrary, this cruel and cruel Queen has superb Aikido methods. I have reason to believe that she broke my bones all over my body and I was just a minor injury.

What should I do? Is it still time to write a suicide note? Will the notary office allow a vegetable to notarize it?

Komachi, your brother is sorry for you, I can’t see the day you got married.

The scenery like the end of the world appeared in my mind.

In short, when I saw the frost BUFF around Xuezhixia walking over with a gloomy face, what I thought of was the broken spine of the unlucky dummy in the demo video.

And it’s not just me who feels a sense of crisis. Judging from the gloating expressions of the people around me, these people can also see the atmosphere clearly. It’s not that the world has entered the supernatural stage that everyone can read, but Xue Zhixia’s face is full of anger, and her expression is so simple and easy to understand.

‘I deserve it, let you sit in front of her. Since you have such a good advantage, just go and have a chat?’

‘And I actually live very close to Xue Zhixia’s classmate. Damn it, I really beat you up!’

‘Hey~ I saw it~ It’s so disgusting~’

Except for the last one, I think the curse of the first two should be serious.

In short, I will die after that. Please don’t come to me again. This book is over.

...It is impossible.

"……snort."

To my expectations, the flower of the Gaoling just looked at me with a condescending look as if he was looking at a bug, and then sat behind me and took out her textbook for preview. This made me breathe a long time and felt like I was sitting on pins and pins.

Really? Hey? Just let it go? No problem?

Could it be that this guy has changed his temper and no longer holds grudges? No, according to his character, he must remember it for a lifetime? After all, he has been remembering that little thing in the last time for so long. This time, she was just late, and the image of the perfect goddess collapsed. You said that Xue Zhixia now holds a knife and kills me with a broken smile on his face. I have reason to believe it.

With a little luck, I turned around and looked at her secretly.

Then I found that I don’t know when it started, the exercise book facing me in the snow looked like a murder trailer, and I posted a few beautiful and murderous small characters with quick-drying stickers.

‘Today’, ‘day’, ‘middle’, ‘noon’, ‘going’, ‘I’!’

The last exclamation point used a lot of effort and even a trace of ink was overflowing on the paper.

I tried to look at the snow behind me with an innocent expression, hoping to regain some sympathy. But judging from her expression without any change, I guess I would be in danger now.

What should I do? Otherwise, will I give it to Komachi when I write my suicide note first?

With this enlightenment, I turned my head and vaguely heard the sound like hell coming from behind.

‘If I don’t go, I will kill you.’

Ah, I think it must be an illusion. After all, it is that beauty, how could it be so rude?

Having said that, should I spend the good afternoon with Xue Zhixia? Isn’t spending noon with a beautiful girl the youth I hope to be? Since that’s the case, why are there tears of sadness in the corners of my eyes? I think I must love this school too much, so that as I look at it, tears will flow out from the corners of my eyes.

Looking at the young men and women taking physical education classes outside the window, I wiped the corners of my eyes that were a little moved by youth.

Komachi, I'm sorry, your brother will never see you again from today.
Chapter completed!