Sugida Keiko, the chief general of the Sunset Archery Division, her smiling face seemed to be the most favored by the sun, and was always so dazzling.

Her body is very slim and has a sporty beauty, not the delicate type.

Especially those long legs.

Some people say: Some units should be allowed to be certified, which is clearly the treasure of our country.

I don't know if this is right, but on weekdays, I don't even dare to look at her.

Not to mention saying a few words to her.

This is indeed humble and cowardly, but every time I see her, my courage disappears instantly.

But today, after school.

She actually spoke to me on his own initiative.

"Student Maejima, the door to the locker room cannot be opened. Can you help me?"

"this……"

"I just finished training and if I don't change my clothes, I might catch a cold."

"good."

Sugida Keiko was carrying a quiver on her back and there were crystal beads of sweat on her face.

I followed Keiko Sugita to the door of the locker room and found that the door was not locked.

I pulled the sliding door hard and clearly felt that something was holding back from this door.

"There's someone inside?"

"Knocked on the door, no response."

I feel bad, is there something bad happening?

"Can you see what's going on inside?"

This is a women's locker room, without windows, preventing anyone from doing immoral things.

“There is a vent, we have to go around it.”

Sugida Keiko is obviously very familiar with it.

I followed her there, found a chair, climbed it up, and looked inside from the vent...

"Someone really!"

Things are not good!

I quickly ran to the door again.

"Wait a minute, let's come together!"

Apparently, Keiko Sugida also understood my intention, and she wanted to come and bump into the door with me.

"good!"

Sai, no ~

We shouted slogans and then used all our strength.

With a bang, the door was knocked open, and Sugida Keiko's arrows were also scattered all over the ground.

I had no time to pay attention to the arrows and the pain on my shoulders.

Teacher Murahashi fell to the ground, his mouth full of foam.

...

The roof of Dali Middle School is still so comfortable.

Higashino Qiang was even reluctant to leave, so he slowly put the last bit of bean paste into his mouth.

Close your eyes and chew it carefully.

His mind was filled with plots he wrote.

"After School", the novel, its key reasoning link, is the specific operation process of this murder case, and is there anything worth discussing?

The doors of RB High School are basically sliding doors, which is a key condition for this case.

“saikyo.”

Kokoto Higashino didn't have to open his eyes to know who it was, "A Chun, have you finished eating?"

Jun Hirano feels that his friends have changed a lot recently, "saikyo, you have been to the rooftop more and more recently."

The potential meaning of this sentence is that you are a little dissatisfied recently.

Kokoto Higashino understood, scratched his head, and smiled, "I just think this might be better for everyone."

This was a response, and Jun Hirano also heard it, and he smiled, "Si Kuichi, please believe that I have always supported you."

Siguoyi is really a pun here.

Kokushi Higashino naturally understood that he felt a little moved, "Thank you."

It was very sincere.

Jun Hirano laughed, "By the way, what's your dream? Is it because I'm writing recently?"

Kotoshi Higashino didn't say much, "I wrote some, everything was done step by step."

At this time, Hirano stopped looking at his friends, but said to the distance: "It's so good, you can live for your dream."

"A Chun, even if you start from high school, you may be able to enter the national competition in the third grade." Kokoshi Higashino was originally a very practical person, but at this time, he felt it was too practical and too cruel.

He couldn't treat his friends like this, so he encouraged them.

"real?"

"real."

"Siguo first!"

"Siguo first!"

When they said this, both of them laughed.

Hirano took a step first, and Higashino Qiang was left on the roof.

He knew Hirano's intention, and there was the concern and encouragement from his friends, but it was too obvious and too boring.

It's superficial, just like it in a comic or a TV series.

That's actually all performed, not very real.

As Kokoshi Higashino thought, he couldn't help but smile.

But at this moment, a sound came from behind.

"It's so good, friendship, it's so great, Siguoyi."

As soon as Higashino Kok knew, he was Mr. Okawa.

"Teacher, peeping is not a good habit."

This sentence made Teacher Dahe's face flush.

"How can this be called voyeurism? I just can't bear to disturb my students' friendship." Teacher Dakawa made a slightly pale defense.

Kokoto Higashino turned around and looked at him, his teeth turning white with laughter.

Teacher Dahe couldn't help it anymore, so he simply said what he wanted to say and asked, "Novelist?"

"Yes." Kokuro Higashino nodded.

"Why?"

"This is probably the only opportunity to get out of Ori Village and out of Okinawa."

"What if the work is unappreciated?"

"At least I can still inherit the shop at home."

"good."

Teacher Okawa expressed his sincere admiration. He felt that the strong Higashino in front of him looked mature and thoughtful under the appearance of a Buddhist boy.

Koto Higashino had no reservations because he also had his own purpose. He suddenly said, "Can you ask, Mr. Okawa, why did you ask that question?"

"The one about dream?" Teacher Dahe asked.

Higashino nodded.

Teacher Dahe walked to the edge of the roof, pressed his hands on the railing, and looked into the distance, but had not spoken for a long time.

Koko Higashino waited for a while until he couldn't help it, and then joked: "Teacher, friendly reminder, you are over the age of being handsome."

"Oh? Am I?" Teacher Okawa was very embarrassed. He did have the intention to show off just now, but this was not the main thing. He thought about it for a while and said embarrassedly: "I don't know what to say."

"As long as the teacher doesn't speak in English, I can understand it." Kokoshi Higashino simply complained.
To be continued...