Fu Jiang accepted the signature that predicted her good luck in the coming year.

After returning to Skylark House, she did not provoke that very vindictive guy, but chose to torment some people who did not dare to offend her, and ordered all the servants up and down the house to a great extent——

Hibari Kyouya finally saw Tomie's fighting power when he was free. Although he was very weak and had very poor physical strength when he escaped from the snowball fight, he could throw eight plates of unpalatable snacks out of the yard in a few minutes; usually his brain was empty.

Although he is in a state of being picky and difficult to serve, he is extremely gifted.

At this moment, he was walking down the corridor and overheard the servants in the courtyard muttering that the craftsmen had kicked out the fifth batch of glazed tiles that Miss Tomie wanted, but she was still not satisfied with the color, so she had them all smashed and burned for new ones.

The budget has been exceeded in this regard, what should I do?

The figure of the young man, like a pine tree and a bamboo, suddenly froze.

He turned his head, frowned and asked, "When did I allow her to change the color of the tiles?"

The servant was startled and hurriedly bowed to him, looking very embarrassed. Just as he was about to explain, a smiling voice came from the eaves in the distance and said, "Everything about my room is good, but the quality of the roof tiles is not that good.

I kindly changed them all for you, so you don’t need to thank me specifically."

While she was talking, she casually poked the Shizuoka honeydew melon in the clear fruit bowl with a fruit fork. The crystal-green flesh was sweet and juicy, but when it entered her mouth, she was extremely disgusted.

"This variety is too sweet and cloying."

She raised her head and told the people near the boy, "Now go and change it for me with something less sweet."

Hibari Kyouya looked at her expressionlessly, "Don't move the tiles."

After a pause, he added, "You seem to be very free. School starts tomorrow."

The girl who was dangling her legs in the corridor and admiring the plum blossoms and snowy scenery was suddenly startled.

She said, "When was the school notified?"

"Now," the black-haired boy smiled coldly, "I will ask the Academic Affairs Office to send a message to all grades later."

Tomie: "?"

Her expression was astonished, her eyes widened, and the tear marks made her innocent face look a bit gorgeous. However, at this moment, such a beautiful girl only had one curse word written on her face:

are you crazy?

But the young man turned a blind eye and turned around and entered the hall after making his decision.

…

The happiness of the students of Bingsheng Middle School during the holiday just "popped" and disappeared.

Not knowing the truth at all, they painfully accepted the bad news that school would start early. For a while, several windows in the town were lit up late at night, and the cries of people who couldn't finish their homework could be heard everywhere.

This is not over yet. On the first day of the new school year, the students suddenly remembered that they would be divided into classes again this year.

The randomly disrupted classes caused students to stand in front of the bulletin board, and from time to time there were happy clapping and frustrated wails from the crowd:

"how so?"

"We're not in the same class?"

"This kind of division is meaningless, Judaime, it's impossible for me to be separated from you. Look at me blowing up this list."

The last sentence attracted Hibari Kyouya, who happened to be patrolling nearby.

Except for Sawada Tsunayoshi and his friends, everyone else ran away at the speed of light, and in an instant there were only a few of them left near the bulletin board.

"Yun, Senior Yunque, didn't you go to higher school this year?" the brown-haired boy asked in confusion.

"He likes to repeat grades." Hengli inserted a sinister reply.

Hibari Kyouya turned a deaf ear and smiled at Sawada Tsunayoshi, "I can choose the grade I like."

"Yes, you will happen to be my junior student for another two years. Why don't you practice it in advance and call your senior sister to listen today?" Fujiang brushed his long jewel-like hair, walked out of the teaching building, and rushed to him

Show a provocative smile.

The young man said casually, "Are you awake?"

"You don't know whether I'm awake or not?" Fu Jiang, who was forced to get up early, was filled with resentment.

Hibari Kyouya looked at her intently for a few seconds, then took out the duckweed crutch and asked, "Will I help you sleep here?"

Tomie looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi nonchalantly and showed a very kind smile, "After a winter vacation, has your strength improved? Junior brother, can you beat him now? I will cheer for you wholeheartedly~"

"No, no, no, Senior Sister Tomie, I don't dare to do such a thing, I can't do it..."

Tears overflowed from the corners of Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes. He didn't even dare to look in Hibari's direction and squatted down on the spot with his head in his hands, trembling all over.

Fujiang didn't notice his embarrassing appearance. He walked up to the black-haired boy and casually reached into one pocket of his black coat——

"Go to the reception room and get it yourself."

The young man who guessed what she was going to turn up raised his chin and said coldly.

"don't want."

Fujiang responded lazily, pushed aside the duckweed that he was blocking, and took out a spare "Feng Ji" armband from his pocket, "The third-grade floor and the reception room are not on the same route, so I'm too lazy to go around."

She even used the red armband to wave to Sawada Tsunayoshi and others, "Bye bye."

A Gang, who hasn't gotten up yet: "..."

He has to squat down to eat this bowl of dog food, right?

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When he walked into the third-grade Class A classroom, Tomie randomly chose a seat by the window and sat down, and found that Sawada and the others were still near the bulletin board downstairs, and even the principal appeared.

She held her chin with one hand, and when she turned around, she found that the boys nearby were looking at her with strange excitement, "Tomie, I am very lucky to be assigned to the same class as you this year."

"If you need any errands, you can come to me."

"Yes, yes, me too!"

The girl folded her hands and leaned back on the chair. She looked at them for a moment and found that there was no one she could look at. She looked away unhappily and said, "Oh, I'm thirsty. Go buy me some water."

Even though she was perfunctory, bad, and had a bad attitude, the boys in the new class were still as enthusiastic about her as their past suitors. They even had conflicts with her former classmates during class over "Which class does Tomie belong to?"

A fight broke out in the corridor.

Tomi Jiang didn't even look at it. He passed by and directly reported the fight to the grade director.

When those people were taken to write self-criticisms, she walked into the home economics classroom.

Naturally, it was impossible for a young girl who had no fingers in the water to complete her housekeeping homework diligently. She ordered the people in her group at will, folding her arms and lazily beside her.

At this time, a sweet smell came from nearby.

Fu Jiang turned his head curiously, "What are they doing?"

"I guess there's Valentine's Day next month, and they want to learn how to make chocolate first to practice their skills, right?"

"Valentine's Day?"

The black-haired girl was thoughtful, stroking the mole at the end of her eye. After a moment, she looked at the boys in the same group: "I want chocolate, too."

"..." They pinched the rice balls honestly and looked at her face as they tried to answer, "You can try it now, but the custom of Valentine's Day is usually for girls to give it to boys, Tomie-san."

The beautiful girl immediately turned her head away in dismay, "Oh, I can't do this."

…

But it was not until February 14th that Tomi Jiang realized the grand occasion of this festival.

She stood at the door of the reception room early in the morning, looking at a box of pink heart-shaped chocolates placed on the shoe cabinet. There was also a "T Skylark-senpai" card tucked into the bow ribbon, and her expression was so serious that she could squeeze out water.

——Everyone in the school knows that she has a special relationship with Hibari Kyouya, but there are still people who dare to take advantage of her?

"Fu, Tomie-san..."

The Discipline Inspection Committee who was on duty at the door tried to call her.

The pretty girl laughed angrily and picked up the box of chocolates, but she rummaged through the box and could not find the signature of this daring person. It was as if the other person just wanted to express his admiration for Skylark and did not even seek to get to know him better.

She originally wanted to throw the box of chocolates to the Discipline Inspection Commission next to her and let them deal with it, but she paused in the middle of the action and asked, "Are there any more?"

"What?"

"Are there any other chocolates for Skylark?"

"...The vice chairman seems to have helped deliver some to the chairman's desk just now."

Fu Jiang tightened his fingers and held the gift box that exuded a sweet smell.

She opened the door of the reception room with an expressionless face, and sure enough she saw that the dark desk, which used to only contain documents and information, was filled with colorful and fancy chocolate boxes, but the owner of the desk was not there now.

Fujiang walked in and picked up a box of chocolates that exuded a faint floral scent. He said in a sarcastic tone, "What kind of perfume can completely affect people's appetite."

"Do I need to help you warn them?" the discipline committee member who followed looked at her face and asked.

The girl flipped through several boxes at random, but didn't find any signatures. She raised her eyebrows slightly, but unexpectedly replied, "No."

She casually dug out a stack of notes and a marker pen in her desk, showing a meaningful smile, "Since they like to give it away, let them give it away. You ask other members of the Commission for Discipline Inspection to help us."

The chairman of the committee collected it and sent it all here."

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To be continued...