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"Lingxian, don't be excited. No matter what, go find her first, Quan's side."

Levi pretended to be operating the keyboard, and quietly pulled his left hand out of the rabbit monster girl's arms. It would be fine if he was just held, but no one in the private room could see it. The problem was that he was held sideways, and Levi's left hand seemed to sink into a deep valley. The cliffs on both sides were not only not steep and hard, but were soft and elastic. He didn't dare to continue to feel it. With Lingxian's shy personality, if he came to his senses and found out what he had done, who knows whether she would suddenly burst into tears?

"Well, go find Miss Quan, I hope she will help me."

"Lingxian."

"Um?"

"Do you have a phone number or address?"

“…”

Lingxian, who was still very excited half a second ago, immediately turned into a grievance and annoyance. Her pitiful expression made Levi unable to help but caress her purple hair to comfort her. At the same time, she was once again grateful for her wise decision to withdraw.

"Go to school, go to my school. The class teacher's class contact book usually has at least two books, and one should be placed in the desk drawer. There must be a contact information for this place."

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The campus building of No. 2 Middle School on weekends is not the silent as ordinary people imagine. Even if there are no sports club directors who have captured the ministries and forced the devil training on the playground, some boarding students at No. 2 Middle School will sway around at this time, wanting to find some fun to pass the time.

Like most schools in the Central District, No. 2 Middle School, although there are not many, there are still dormitories for students to stay. After all, some families are not assured that their children are renting out in middle school. To reassure these parents, it is also a job that schools need to consider.

Chunyuan Yangping is one of the students who are not at ease with him because of his indecisive personal behavior and poor learning attitude, and he is not at ease with him at home, and he stipulates that he must live in the school dormitory.

Originally, for teenagers who like to be lively, it should be much more convenient to stay in school dormitories with other classmates on weekends than to contact friends alone. However, for various reasons, there are not many people in Chunyuan who can be called friends in the dormitory. If you have to count the finger, you may not be able to stretch one for an hour.

Simply put, this poor man was rejected.

The walls of the dormitory of No. 2 Middle School are like most cheap apartments, with almost no sound insulation effect. Thinking about the low cost, it is actually understandable and compromised. However, listening to the laughter and slap in the other side of the wall every weekend will only make Haruhara even more depressed.

He hadn't found this problem before.

Until last weekend, the bad friend Okazaki Tomo, who routinely reported to his dormitory, would still share some loneliness for him. But for some reason, it was already afternoon today, and Okazaki still had not appeared and didn't even call him.

"Is it because of that Fukukawa?"

Thinking of the relationship between a bad friend and a new girl he met, Haruhara sighed at how weak the friendship was, and there was more endless envy and jealousy.

"He is also a bad boy, why can he find such a good girl? God is so unfair! No, no, maybe I am just too immersed in the personal world and didn't look for it seriously, right?"

If someone familiar with Haruhara, such as the class leader Fujilin Apricot of a certain class, would definitely use a dictionary full of profound connotations to knock him to the ground and then step on one foot. Didn’t you look for it seriously? No. 2 Middle School went from the first grade of junior high school who had just graduated from elementary school to the third grade of high school who was about to enter society or enter university, which girl didn’t know about Haruhara’s daimyo? His disgusting way of chatting like a male dog in heat has long reached the point where girls could scatter birds and beasts when they heard the sound of talking from afar. In this regard, he should be one of the most well-known boys in the school. But there is nothing to be proud of.

The topic returned to the male dog who was about to go into heat, Haruhara unknowingly walked to the school gate. Logically speaking, on weekends, there was the least likely person at the school gate. It was already afternoon, and those who should go shopping had already left, and those who should go home were not yet at the time. But when Haruhara looked up and glanced at the old magazine he had been preparing to go back to the dormitory to flip through, his destined encounter suddenly happened.

The long purple hair floated slightly under the autumn wind. He had seen this scene countless times from the familiar Fujilin Apricot beside him, but the violent woman who always treats him as a target has never given Haruhara the tranquility that seems to have made his body and mind settle. It looks like a school uniform, which makes the girl look particularly pure. Her tall figure and slender legs wearing stockings under her short skirt immediately made Haruhara immediately develop from a state of fantasy to a state of dying. This pure and sexy beautiful girl, an idiot boy who seeks passion and love, cannot resist it.

"Miss, sister, sister...!"

Dragging the roar that could echo on the flat ground, Yanghei Haruhara, who was once the football team, used to be the football team to rush to the school gate in an instant with the speed raised by his feet and the light from the sun in the sky, forming a piece behind the boy.

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"Central District No. 2 Middle School" Ling Xian looked at the sign at the school gate and read this name that was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary in her mind. Although the name is very ordinary, it seems to emit a kind of light in her eyes. Perhaps no one in the world would have the same idea as her. She did not belong to the world she was in.

The world belonging to Lingxian is not as prosperous as the sky in front of you. Although in addition to the strange statements like monsters, there are also ordinary humans. However, the number of humans is too small, so small that it does not require a gathering place that can be called a city. The scarcity of the number leads to the relatively abundant resources, and the lack of fighting naturally loses the necessity of evolution.

In the world of Lingxian, humans maintain a simple and self-sufficient life. Occasionally, some commercial activities are just for a little convenience, and there is no need to be necessary, and even if they disappear immediately, it doesn’t matter. In this case, the existence of schools is even more redundant. It is enough for parents to teach children’s survival knowledge, so why spend money to find someone to teach? Therefore, even if the only school in the human village adopts a completely free system, it is still difficult to attract everyone to send their children.

But in Lingxian's heart, the dilapidated school with only one teacher struggling to support is respectable. She didn't know whether she respected the teacher's persistence or just because she had the title of "teacher" - the person Lingxian admired the most was her master, the dazzling woman who knew everything in her mind.

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