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as usual (1)(1/2)

I like others easily.

It's easy for me to resent others.

―――

Chinese Preparation Room.

"It's really a disaster..."

The classmate in front of Tamura Xuezaki was frowning and talking.

Indeed, just looking at the pile of old books full of dust, you can feel a sense of powerlessness.

"Well, I wouldn't dare do such a thing without a mask."

Jiuyuan said so.

"After all, with my weak body...it's possible to be killed by dust..."

Is it so exaggerated?

Although I heard that the other party is indeed a character who is in poor health and has to be exempted from physical education classes.

It's like...

"So, the guy who disturbs me and has to postpone my return home... All these tasks will be left to you!"

“…”

Because he fell into memories like a habit, Tamura filled the answers with a beat.

"Oh! I agreed..."

"Ahhh! No, I didn't agree!"

"Really, I hate people who don't have credit..."

He showed a look of contempt, but his long-lasting eyes were obviously expected.

[Why do I have to be so despised by you!]

"Yes~Why..."

“…”

There was indeed nothing to say. Behind the boy, Yukita Tamura, only looked at the classmate in front of him and said he didn't know, and he could only helpless.

no way.

I was punished to clean the Chinese language preparation room because of being "distracted" in class... This was nothing, but the fatal thing was to accept the punishment with another person.

I can't figure it out, there is nothing I can do.

For Tamura, anyone who is related to his brother may not be someone he can adapt to.

Whether it is my brother's suitor or friend's friend...

"This kind of idea is not good... If you hate your loved ones, this kind of reason is too powerless."

Frightened!

"Wow! Who, who hates who...ah ah ah!"

He immediately made a panic defense, but Tamura still retreated step by step under the other party's suspicious gaze.

Then he fell down neatly among the ruins of the pile of books.

"Uh...you're really overreacting..."

Through the air that was flooded by the dust, although I couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, the mask on the other person's face, which seemed to be prepared for a long time, was clearly clear.

"Um! Ah ah ah..."

He complained that he couldn't. Now Tamura finally understood why the other party said that there was a possibility of being killed by dust.

"Forget it, in short, I'll leave all the rest to you~ Clean it up slowly."

“!!!”

Although I really wanted to refute it again, Tamura Yukita now obviously has no ability to stop it, so I could only watch the other party walking towards the door in pain.

Well...If I really don't want to do cleaning, then I agreed to "that person" to help...

"That won't work. Even if there are three people, I will still do one-third...unless..."

Before being killed by the dust, Tamura only saw a blurry figure from the door.

"Ahhh...Soma, do you want to be alone with this waste?"

--point--

End end end end end!

Finally can go back!

As a thousand years old Guizhai Club, after pushing all the punishment and cleaning work in the school to others, Jiu Yuanshen suddenly burst into tears.

"Ah, kidding..."

In fact, I wasn't that excited at all.

After making a self-deprecating statement, Jiuyuan stopped weakly.

The enthusiasm gained by watching people jokes is only maintained until you walk out of the teaching building.

"Really, is it meaningful to waste my time home like this..."

Although the school is fun, after school...

Instead of making the body rust gradually in this cold environment, Jiuyuan is more willing to go back and study the new ratio.

"Why…"

Shake your head and sigh.

A long and deep-seated, a 16-year-old boy in high school troubles.

I moved to this city for 19 months and left home because of respecting my promises. I chose "Qianyu Valley" because the rate of terrorist attacks here is high enough, and so on.

A messy reason.

Life is messy now...

It's like...

Like...

yes…

"Well, I can't find a suitable metaphor..."

After being silent for three seconds, Jiuyuan immediately showed an expression of complaining twice and swearing to the same meme.

"Uh, it's so boring..."

Really...

This, silent and boring world...

Doudu!

The brief message prompt sound in the phone rang at this moment.

"Um?"

Removing the lid of the phone, the sender clearly stated "Aozaki Orange" on his name, and the content was just "Come here after school".

“…Ahhh, are you going to let me do coolies again?”

Although I complained so much, I was so old that I didn’t really want to complain.

Miss Orange is the boss of a long-standing working place and a famous designer.

Although his personality is strange and he often owes wages, it is not a problem at least in the long run.

As long as the other party still has the creative talent that only Sang and Ling can compare, it can allow Jiuyuan to continue to participate in those perfect creations, Jiuyuan can let himself be driven without hesitation.

Because I really like perfect things.

"In this case, there is no need to go back..."

Indeed, Miss Orange's workshop is in Tokyo, which is completely opposite to the long-standing home.

The occasional waste of time now looks just right...

That's how fate is.

"Crack! Don't say such things..."

Shaking my head, since I received the message, there was no time I could continue wasting.

I quickly cleared the lazy thoughts in my mind and immediately walked quickly after a long time.

Although I am still a freshman, I think my understanding of the school arrangement is not worse than those in the stairs club.
To be continued...
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