After Gong Shiro Yuyou saw the coffee handed over by Futaba Makoto, she happened to feel thirsty and finished it in one go.

Futaba Cheng: "..."

Good, so strong.

Futaba Makoto and Hayama Nana looked at each other.

Are they the weakest?

"Isn't it bad to drink?" Futaba Cheng asked the expressionless girl next to him.

Gong Baiyuyou looked at Shuangye Cheng, and then handed over the notebook——

[(?ˉwˉ?)The coffee you drank was sweet to me.]

Futaba Cheng covered his mouth and lowered his head.

Where did you learn the lines? Isn’t it too illegal?!

After their morning routine, Futaba Makoto and the others planned to go to school.

Just walking with everyone on the street of Meilin Street, Futaba Makoto felt a little confused when he saw the pedestrians coming and going.

Have the number of people... increased?

"Good morning, Cheng-kun!" A neighbor greeted Futaba Cheng, his face looking very cheerful.

"Good morning, Uncle Fujiwara." Futaba Cheng said, then stopped and asked curiously, "Why do you feel that the traffic has increased today?"

Uncle Fujiwara, the tofu seller, scratched his head and nodded his chin: "Yes, there are more customers today, and it's still only morning. I don't know why."

He showed his white teeth and said, "Maybe it's because of the video you took a few days ago."

"Ah haha, I hope so." Thinking of the pitiful number of plays, Futaba Cheng smiled and shook his head.

Not taking this matter to heart, Futaba Makoto and Nana returned to school.

Just as the guy from Ninomiya said, the school really came to see him——

"Futaba-san, the principal asked you to come to the office." Not long after Futaba Cheng and the others sat in their seats, a teacher appeared at the door of the classroom and said.

Not only that, the radio also sounded a synchronized sound.

[Please ask Futaba Makoto from Grade 2A class to go to the chairman’s office.]

[Please ask Futaba Makoto from Grade 2A class to go to the chairman’s office.]

…

"Really?" Futaba Cheng tilted his head slightly and thought for a moment. If he came to see him, it was probably because of the kendo club's affairs, right?

"A-Cheng, why is the principal looking for you?" Tetsuya Takahashi and the others were obviously surprised. After all, this was not the first time.

You must know that the last time it seemed that Futaba Makoto was held in the arms of Nana Asama and Yu Miyashiro and entered the campus intimately, and was finally raped by a classmate.

This time, could it be because Futaba Makoto’s team has grown?

"Okay, don't think too much. The principal is actually quite easy to get along with." Futaba Cheng said, "If the teacher asks about it later in class, just tell me that I went to the chairman's office."

"oh oh."

Futaba Cheng came to the administrative building next door. After stopping in the chairman's office, he stretched out his hand and knocked.

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in." A voice soon came from inside.

Futaba Cheng stretched out his hand and opened the door directly: "Excuse me."

What came into view was an old man with gray hair sitting behind his desk, with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Futaba-san."

"Um." Futaba Cheng could only smile, "Principal, what do you want to see me for?"

"Don't be nervous, this time it's not because of your falling in love." The principal slowly stood up and said with his hands behind his back, "As I said last time, Guangguang High School has no rules that prevent students from falling in love. The conflict of hormones is inherently

All kinds of things will happen. As for how many girls you date, as long as you don't do anything to hurt your classmates, the school won't care about it, not to mention you are still the top students in the second grade."

After saying that, he paused and said, "So, I have something else to do with you this time."

"Is it something about Ichika's classmate?" Futaba Makoto said bluntly, "Principal, you should be blaming me, right?"

After all, the special admissions program that the school paid heavily for was just wiped out by him.

The school did suffer a lot of losses. I heard that the guy was hired to compete in the competition.

"Yes and no." The principal smiled, "I am indeed looking for you because of this matter, but not to blame you."

"Although I don't understand swordsmanship, I know that this is a world where the strong are respected." The principal continued, "So if you beat a classmate, you can only prove that you are strong. As for his self-confidence, he was finally hit.

Dropping out of school can only be said to be because my classmates don’t have the mentality that a strong person should have.”

"So, how can we, Guangming High School, blame you?"

The principal said one thing after another, and Futaba Cheng smiled dryly. He knew that the old man in front of him was not looking for him to talk about topics like "You are right," "It's because he has a bad mentality."

After a while, Futaba Cheng sighed: "Principal, if you have anything to say, just say it."

The principal showed an expression of approval and didn't beat around the bush, "Can you join the kendo club to take the place vacant by classmate Yichen?"

really.

"About this matter, Ninomiya-san has already contacted me in advance." Futaba Makoto said.

"Oh?" The principal was a little surprised, "So you refused."

"Yes, although I know kendo, I am actually not interested in this kind of competition that is more ornamental than practical." Futaba Cheng also said frankly, "The purpose of kendo passed down from my family is to protect myself or others.

, not for showing off to others.”

When the principal heard this, he didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, the old man sighed: "Oh, that's such a pity."

"Originally, the school has prepared a large number of scholarships. It not only gave the kendo club a lot of funds for activities, but also bought a batch of new equipment." The principal said, and took a secret look at Futaba Makoto's expression.

"Futaba-san doesn't agree, so it seems we have to give up now. I'd better not participate in the Kendo Club's competition this year."

Futaba Cheng: "..."

You don't look like you're giving up on acting, do you?

After Futaba Makoto complained about the old fox in his heart, he began to ponder slightly, because he was not sure whether the principal's statement about not participating was true.

If it were true, that guy from Ninomiya would definitely be sad if he knew about it.

After all, she is also my sister. She even came over to ask him specifically last time.

"Then I'll think about it." Futaba Cheng could only say.

The principal, who was originally sighing, suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, then you can think about it again."

How come you can change your face faster than you can turn the pages of a book?!

"By the way, Futaba, why don't you consider joining the student union." The principal seemed to be in a good mood, and asked Futaba Cheng about the last time he joined the student union, "You know, the student union

The president and vice-president have no experience in relationships and are always at a loss when dealing with campus issues."

"As the love master of Guangming High School, you might as well help them."

Love master...

Futaba Makoto: "?"

Who gave the nickname?
Chapter completed!