Regardless of the sound or the movement, the girl in front of Cheng was indeed trembling.

"Will someone come out and ask me not to bully my classmates at this time?" Cheng joked, but the girl in front of him seemed to not understand.

"Student Toono?"

"Ha, it really appears. It is definitely the time for the Justice Party to appear..."

Just kidding, the other person who came over was in a normal inquiring tone.

"It's really you..." Although the other party used a tone of giving out breath, his eyes clearly showed that it was expected.

"Are you talking...well, Xiangmo?" The man seemed to see Cheng first, then noticed the female classmate next to him, and seemed to know him.

"No...no...nothing." As a result, the girl was still panicked except for panic.

"What's wrong, Xiangmo, you..."

"No, I'm fine, goodbye senior."

After stammering for a while, the female classmate ran away for no reason.

"Senior? Xiangmo actually called me that today?" The man looked at her back running away strangely, then looked at Cheng.

"Ahhh, by the way, I am the first and second grader of Tomoki Takeshi."

"Oh." He said that he heard it and continued to let the other party talk.

"Aren't you surprised? How do I know your name?"

“…”

Compared to this, Cheng was even more surprised by what the other party would say to him.

"Haha, of course, how could you not know the name of the person who took the first place in Chinese language exam..." As a result, the other party answered his own question.

Although it is true, only that course is truly at the level because it often uses books to pass the time.

"I am an external photographer at the photography club."

[Is there any connection?]

Makoto looked at the other party smiling and recalled the name Wuichi Touki.

"Ah, are you the pervert who likes to take pictures of girls everywhere for sale?"

Without hesitation, he spoke out the noun used to describe him.

"Ha...haha, it turns out that Tono, do you know my name too? It's so honorable."

This way, you can feel nothing, and the other party is outstanding in some ways.

"That, actually, our club is not limited to photography research...and..."

"Wait..." Cheng directly interrupted his words.

"Hmm, what?"

"Do you know which material room is?"

"Oh, material room? On this floor 507."

"Thank you." He expressed his gratitude for this, and Cheng wanted to leave on his own.

"Hey! No, actually..."

"Ah, by the way..."

Knowing that the other party was not going to give up, Cheng seemed to think of it suddenly and turned to look at the other party who was about to speak out.

It shows the look like the younger generation looking at the seniors who are longing for.

"You must not mention the things that will be scolded by my sister, such as asking me to help write articles that will be put together with the strange photos you took, are you?"

In fact, Cheng didn't think that Fargoyama could be responsible for him.

"Ah...haha, of course...of course not!"

He obviously didn't care about Cheng's previous title, but the other party retreated to Cheng's sudden expression.

Just said that the skills of performance are quite useful to humans, and I sincerely believe this completely.

…

At the door of 507, Cheng stood for a while.

After thinking for a while, Cheng felt that knocking on the door of the unmanned room was meaningless, so he lifted the cardboard box and opened the door with his left hand.

The room was filled with unknown information that was difficult to organize, and there was no place to sit down.

Only the computer display screen that is still on next to the window indicates that someone will be back soon.

Cheng put the carton that he didn't know what material was in it on the only free table.

[If they are all saved in computer disks, why do you still need to pile them up in paper form?]

Cheng wanted to sigh at the human thoughts, although he himself liked the type of holding them in his hands.

In boredom, the only thing that attracts attention is the bright display...

It's like attracting others to operate it.

[Uh…] But of course, Makoto wouldn't do that even though he knew he would be caught by his owner.

Turning around and looking at the door, then a girl who was probably a senior walked in.

With a serious expression and a cold look under her eyes, she did not want to be approached by anyone.

Like a slender, fragile and cold ceramic doll.

The kind that can kill people.

“…”

"...I'm here to deliver the materials." Cheng pointed to the cardboard box on the table next to him.

"This table is not used to hold these scraps."

After glaring at Cheng for a while, she said in a tone like Shi Cheng sent him garbage.

"... Then please put these scraps in the right place."

He was not angry about the other party's opinion, and Cheng just followed the other party's words.

As a result, she frowned.

Cheng suddenly felt that she looked very much like Senior Yuantang... Of course, it just meant the feeling that gave people.

"If it's okay, I'll leave first."

Leaving is just because of a bad time, not because of the sinister atmosphere.

…

Then I jumped to the normal school time, because it was just on duty, so it was a little later than usual.

There are no club activities or anything else. In fact, it has been quite a while since I entered school, but I still haven’t decided whether to find a club or stick to the idea of ​​SoS Group.

"Isn't it still believed... I just didn't want to give up my previous ideas so easily..." Guang, who was walking in front of Cheng, suddenly turned around and said to him, "Yeah, but the purpose of the Sos Group formation must be changed, otherwise it will not pass the review."

"What is the sos group?"

With the sound, Makoto watched a man approach from behind.

[Are you always following? Suzumiya classmate.]

"What's that?"

The arrival of Suzumiya was loud, and the few people left in the corridor also quickly walked away after noticing the person who was a problem.

"Ah, it's just an ordinary small club about saving stray animals in the city..." Guang replied, compared with the past, her lying skills were deepening.

Makoto originally thought Suzumiya would be very pleasing to Hiroshi, but the fact was the exact opposite.

"It's not ordinary either, right?" As for the voice behind him, Cheng had to turn around again.

"That's not really suitable for applying for group building as an ordinary description."

Unlike that aggressive attitude, the person in the back is that he can tolerate other people's smiles at any time.

The kind of smile that makes people feel unreal is Destined, the vice president of the Student Union, Beng Yueyuno.

"Suzumiya is here too..."

As a newborn, Haruki Suzumiya is indeed an existence that everyone knows about, and it is also an existence that makes many people have headaches, except...

"Hmph, is it you again? I don't feel like debating with you today." As if I saw something I didn't want to see, Haruki Suzumiya immediately spoke out his words of leaving.

The sound of his quick steps leaving in the corridor was heard.

"Senior Sister Bengyue is really amazing."

As the only human being who made Haruki Suzumiya be concerned, Bengyue Yuno can indeed be respected.

"I feel a headache when I say this. Originally, Suzumiya should have been an excellent student, but because of her hostility towards me, I now have a bad impression of the student union..." Senior Sister Bengyue Yuno in front of me made a slightly distressed and helpless expression.
To be continued...