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"Are you crazy, Sanchū!" Daigetsu Aofeng was jumping up and down.

How could this woman run so fast!

"Are you a crazy wild dog!"

"Today, the crazy wild dog will get rid of evil for the people!" Sanchū Ming gritted his teeth.

She chased after the bastard who nailed her back to the pillar of shame.

Akaji didn't stop her.

No one else dared to stop her.

The school team that came for the exchange was surprised to see the ace of Teiguang High School being beaten up.

Daigetsu Aofeng finally felt a little shame that he had lost for a long time.

"What are you all looking at!

Help me pull her away! "

"Not good, she's running this way …!" In the exchange team, the teenager who talked to Midori Shintaro was enjoying the show.

Seeing the two people chasing each other all the way to his side, he instantly knew that things were bad. "Retreat, retreat!"

He was happy to watch the show, but he didn't want to lose his life!

"Minister!

I remember! "the junior beside him suddenly said.

"I always thought that girl looked familiar … That's Sanchū Ming -senpai of the National Junior Kendo Group!

"I heard that he single-handedly defeated all the bad guys in Miyagi Prefecture!"

"Eh?

So powerful? "The teenager was shocked.

He didn't hesitate to call out to his teammates, "Use your escape speed and get out of the way!

Midori -san, you're just standing there — "

What are you standing there for?

Midori Shintaro was in a panic.

He didn't move.

He stared at Sanchū Ming, who was chasing after Qingfeng to get rid of evil for the people, and his expression slowly changed.

He finally remembered who Sanchū Ming was.

"Midori!"

Dahui Qing Feng, who had jumped over, thought that Lv Jian was trying to help him hold back the mad dog behind him, as if he had seen his savior.

As he ran towards the green room, he shouted emotionally, "You're still the most conscientious!

I won't call you a four-eyed frog behind your back anymore! "

Midori finally moved.

He ignored Daigetsu Aofeng.

"You, you are from the Thousand Bird Mountain!"

Midori Shintaro stared at Sanchū Ming with a face full of despair and despair. "That delinquent from the lunatic class!"

"… You didn't save me!

If not, then get out of the way! "

"You can't escape!" Sanchū Ming's face was ferocious as he swung his sword sideways.

"Die!!!"

Daigetsu Aofeng was hit in the shoulder and was thrown heavily onto Midori Shintaro.

"Pfft!!!" x2

Midori Shintaro.

Male.

Fifteen years old.

The moment his teammate Daigetsu Aofeng crashed into him, his heart was filled with thousands of thoughts.

In the end, it turned into a soft sigh.

"Why?

Why did it become like this? "

***

Midori Shintaro and Sanchū Ming knew each other.

It dated back to when he had just entered Junior high school.

When he started Junior high school, the school he went to was not Teiguang High School, but Thousand Birds Mountain High School.

When Midori Shintaro graduated from elementary school, he entered Thousand Birds Mountain High School with an inexplicable expectation for Junior high school. In less than a month, he quickly contacted his parents. When the call connected, he cried and shouted what he thought was the wisest sentence in his life —

"Mom, help!!!"

Midori's mother, who was frightened by her son's intense emotions, was at a loss when she heard her son crying on the other side. "Shintaro, calm down. Did anyone bully you at school?"

No, it couldn't be. She had specially asked around about Thousand Birds Mountain High School's academic style. The students were harmonious, and private fighting was strictly prohibited. That was why she was relieved to send her annoying son there.

"… Mom, if I don't go home during the holidays," Midori Shintaro calmed down a little after shouting that sentence. He said to his mother on the other end of the phone as if he was leaving his last words, "You, Dad, and Sister."

Midori's mother was speechless.

She turned around and asked for leave for her son. She found someone to transfer Midori Shintaro to another school. After the procedures were completed, she fled Thousand Birds Mountain High School with her son without looking back.

From then on, Thousand Birds Mountain became a taboo in the Midori family. Under the deliberate avoidance, Midori Shintaro gradually forgot his experience in Thousand Birds Mountain.

Until today, when he saw his former classmate, Sanchū Ming again.

On this day, Midori Shintaro finally remembered the fear he experienced in Thousand Birds Mountain High School.

***

Everything began on a beautiful spring day when cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

On the first day of school at Thousand Birds Mountain High School, opening ceremony.

"Next … Let's welcome the new generation representative, Sanchū Ming, to speak."

Thousand Birds Mountain High School's standards aren't as high as I thought.

Midori Shintaro thought to himself.

It was obvious from the quality of the hosting student. He actually stuttered when he was hosting.

"Hello everyone, I'm Sanchū Ming."

This should be his classmate?

He saw this name on the class schedule.

Midori Shintaro raised his head —

Wait, wait.

He knew why the hosting wasn't up to standard.

Why was the outstanding freshman representative …

A bald guy who looked like a delinquent?

Sanchū, outstanding freshman representative, bald delinquent Ming, had a serious expression when he heard the whispers of the new students.

It had been two years since Tsurumaru Kuninaga shaved her bald, but she still couldn't forget this humiliation.

That was why she kept her bald hairstyle until now, in order to warn herself at all times —

"I, Sanchū Ming, am not a softie."

Sanchū Ming said word by word and introduced herself with a cold face: "My dream is to be a tough guy!

If anyone dares to call me a softie — "

Then, she slammed her palm on the podium, and the solid wood podium split into two.

"His end is like this podium!"

Midori Shintaro looked at the podium in front of the corpse, dumbfounded.

This, this is definitely a delinquent!

Why is the freshman representative of Thousand Birds Mountain a terrifying delinquent!

The entire class was silent. Midori Shintaro suddenly felt a sense of collective belonging.

He wasn't the only one who thought so!

So that's what everyone was thinking!

Midori Shintaro was immersed in a deep resonance until a boy and a girl on his left and right spoke.

"Cool!!!!!" The boy on the left waved excitedly, "I didn't expect girls to be so cool!!!

So cool!!! "

"I didn't expect such a boring school to have such unpretentious people." The girl on the right with her naturally curly hair loosely tied up sighed: "This is a bit interesting."

Midori:???

"Hey, is, is that so?" Sanchū Ming, who was standing in front, suddenly blushed and embarrassedly tugged at her skirt.

"Is it really that cool?"

She pursed her lips and asked the boy with the head facing the sky. Two cute little dimples appeared on her cold and perverse face.

Contra, contrasting cute!

The short black-haired boy sitting in the front row covered his chest: "I, I was hit!"

Midori:???

Sitting in front of Midori, the orange-haired girl with a bow bigger than her face trembled. When Midori thought that the new classmate was frightened, a strong sense of camaraderie rose in him. He wanted to pat his comrade to comfort her, unlike his previous arrogant attitude —

"So, so cute!!!"

The girl in front of him lowered her voice and said excitedly: "It's like the female lead of a shōjo manga!"

Midori:?????

Fuck your comrade!!!

Fuck your collective sense of honor!!!

What number one private school in the northeast, the Japanese talent base!

This school was clearly sick!

The students of this school were even more sick!

He suddenly didn't have any expectations for the three years of Junior high school!

"You were the one who gave me the cornflower pot by the window?"

Sanchū Ming nodded proudly.

"There are also all kinds of hand-drawn bookmarks, the white cat in the minister's house, buttons?"

Sanchū Ming's nose was about to reach the sky.

"So that button was given by the minister's wife." Akaya Setsubara scratched his head and apologized embarrassedly. "We all thought that the minister stole it." He also secretly asked the Student Union if there were any girls who registered for the new button.

So that's the case, the minister didn't steal the girl's button.

Qie Yuanchi also thought happily. He didn't know what kind of trouble he had caused to Xingcun Goshi.

"Little Kelpie, you should remove the 'we' from that sentence, there's only you."

"Hey, hey?

But Ninō -san you — "

"Come and eat sushi, your favorite." Masaharu Ninō picked up a piece of sushi and directly stuffed Akaya Setsubara's mouth.

"Hmm?" Setsubara swallowed the sushi with difficulty and said: "And Marui-san also —"

"Eat chicken, eat chicken." Bunta Marui stuffed a chicken drumstick into Setsubara's mouth. This time Setsubara was completely speechless.

"So the letters in the minister's personal account book were all written by the minister's wife?"

Masaharu Ninō breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his usual sloppy appearance. He touched his chin and smiled.

"The minister's wife wrote a romantic letter.

"The sentence 'You came to me so lightly, shining in the light that came out of nowhere, clearly separated from the ordinary gloomy world around you' really left a deep impression on me."

Sanchū Ming: "…"

Public, public execution.

She was actually publicly executed?

"Oh good —" Nauseating!

Bunta Marui rubbed his arms and glanced at Sanchū Ming's gloomy face. He suddenly changed his words: "Romantic!"

"Bunta ah, you have to learn."

Masaharu Ninō turned to Bunta Marui and said: "You're obviously both girlfriends. The minister's girlfriend can write handmade love letters, and your girlfriend can only feed you snacks." She fed you like a pig.

"… I'm satisfied as long as she can feed me snacks." He decided to leave the rest to the minister.

Bunta Marui shuddered.

"So nauseating …" The honest Akaya Setsubara said his hidden words.

Sanchū Ming's face darkened.

"Nauseating?

I quite like it. "

Seiichi Yukimura reached out and patted Sanchū Ming's head to appease him. He smiled at Masaharu Ninō: "But can you explain it to me?

When did you look at my account book? "

Out of curiosity, Seiichi Yukimura carried all kinds of markers, paints, tape, and thick account books all day, writing and drawing like a literary girl … Of course, he couldn't say that.

"Masashi?" Yukimura's beautiful eyes were full of threat.

"Liu Hei showed it to me." Masaharu Ninō decisively chose to divert the trouble.

"Liu Hei told me that you had a data collation book. I looked at it and found that it wasn't." Ryohei was very calm.

"The deputy minister told me that you were secretly recording data behind everyone's backs."

Liu Hei didn't have time to criticize his stupid teammate. He calmly pushed his glasses and casually threw the bomb whose fuse was about to burn out into Sanada's arms.

Sanada Senichiro, who would never learn how to shift the blame, was speechless …

Yukimura's beautiful face turned to Sanada. His clear and sweet voice sounded like the wind, the moon, and the freshly brewed osmanthus wine: "Shinichiro?"

"Kill him." Sanchū Ming expressionlessly put his hand on Sanada's head and slowly exerted force.

"You'll go to jail if you kill someone. The conditions in jail aren't good." Yukimura slapped Sanchū Ming's head and pressed down the restless dragon.

Sanada: … How could he be so lax and rely on Seiichi to help him?

He finally saw through Seiichi's insidious nature.

Sanada stared at Sanchū Ming's hand and expressionlessly ate a piece of thick egg yaki.

What's there to panic about? Sanchū Ming can't kill him.

Sanada, who had evolved into a Buddhist, thought.

"How long have the minister and his wife been dating for?" Hu Lang Sangyuan asked curiously.

He remembered that Yukimura had said that he was single during the second year of junior high school. Since then, they had been dating.

"One year and eight months."

"Twenty-four months."

The two spoke at the same time and looked at each other. Sanchū Ming didn't have time to think about how long twenty-four months was. He glared at Seiichi Yukimura and said:

"Another three days."

Seiichi Yukimura looked at his watch and said slowly: "Wrong. It's been five days, seventeen hours, and twenty-three minutes. Ah, twenty-four minutes."

Sanchū Ming: …

"How do you calculate the time?" she questioned.

"One is one year and eight months, the other is two years." Ryohei said: "The time is wrong."

"Wait." Sanchū Ming turned around with his hands on the grass. "We dated during the second year of junior high school. It's been one year and eight months."

"It's not calculated like that." Xing Cun smiled and rested his face on his hand. "It should start from my birthday."

"I didn't agree on your birthday." Sanchū Ming said seriously.

"Yes, you turned around and stayed at another man's house."

"Pfft —"

This time, it was Masaharu Ninō's turn to spit out tea.

Masaharu Ninō wiped his mouth and thought that these two were really flirtatious.

"The minister's wife is two-timing?"

The innocent Akaya Setsubara was the first to discover this blind spot. He frowned unhappily and his eyes became a little fierce, like a little wolfdog whose companion was bullied. "Our minister is such a good person. How could you do such a thing?"

The fierce-looking little wolfdog's next sentence was: "I've decided to hate you."

… This kind of threat is not effective at all, little kelp.

Ninō covered his face.

Sanchū Ming ignored Akaya Setsubara and was about to take a piece of bacon from Yukimura's lunchbox. After being warned by Yukimura with chopsticks, he retracted his hand and obediently waited for Yukimura to pick up the bacon and feed it to him.

"I don't only do this kind of thing." Sanchū Ming, who was fed a piece of bacon, chewed and swallowed it. After swallowing, he joked to Akaya Setsubara. "I can also sleep in another man's bed on the day Yukimura confesses his love for me. Hahahaha."

Seiichi Yukimura's smile froze on his face.

Sanchū Ming laughed for a while and realized that her laughter was a little abrupt.

She stopped laughing and looked at the Tachikaidai tennis club members who had serious expressions on their faces. She scratched her head in confusion. "Why aren't you laughing?"

She thought it was funny.

Seiichi Yukimura covered his face.

"Let's duel, you bad woman!"

Akaya Setsubara jumped up and shouted at Sanchū Ming. His hair was faintly turning white. "Take out your racket!"

Sanchū Ming was not angry.

Not only was she not angry, but her eyes were shining. Pikapika, a few kilowatts of electricity crackled in her eyes.

She looked at Yukimura and said in a reproachful tone, "You didn't tell me that there was a mutant in your team."

She loved Marvel!

"Red is not a mutant. This is one of his abilities, demonization —"

"You big ass."

Sanchū Ming looked at the naive Seiichi Yukimura with loving and tolerant eyes. "Only the mutant Azazo can demonize."

"Griffith in Blade of Wind can also … No, that's not the point." Masaharu Ninō rubbed his head.

He was led astray by Sanchū Ming.

"There is also demonization in Fairy's Tail." Bunta Marui added.

"Naju or Nari?" Sanchū Ming's ears suddenly perked up as he turned to ask Bunta Marui.

This was a question of death.

But Bunta Marui, who had a rich love life, was not stumped at all.

"Eh?

I only like Julian and me … "Bunta Marui scratched his head.

"You pass."

Sanchū Ming knelt down on one knee and reached out to hold Bunta Marui's hand. He was sincere. "I won't refuse to share the burden. Let's change our email."

"You also like Julian?" Bunta Marui's eyes lit up. "My friends all like Lucy. I'm the only one who likes Julian."

He took out a piece of bubble gum and handed it to Sanchū Ming. "It's strawberry-flavored." When Sanchū Ming took the bubble gum, he took out his phone. "Come, let's have a toast!" Let's exchange email addresses!

"I also like strawberry-flavored!" Sanchū Ming's eyes flashed like two big light bulbs. "Can I call you Bunta?"

"No problem!

Bright Paste! "

Masaharu Ninō, who was ignored by the two young people, asked Seiichi Yukimura, "How many times has it been?"

How many times had he been cheated on in public?

Looking at how familiar the minister's wife was, it was not the first time.

Seiichi Yukimura was very calm. "I can't count."

He was not in the mood to count such things.

"Don't ignore me!"

Akaya Setsubara, who was ignored and whose demonization was slowly fading, was furious. "Let's fight it out!"

Sanchū Ming stopped talking to his new partner and turned to look at Akaya Setsubara.

"Okay." She agreed readily. "I've been annoyed by you since just now, little mutant."

How dare he call her mushy?

Even Seijuro did not call her that!

Sanchū Ming picked up the bamboo sword bag beside him and took out the wooden sword.

"Calm down." Seiichi Yukimura grabbed her right hand.

"Calm down." Sanada Senichiro grabbed her left hand.

The two of them looked at Ryohei at the same time. Ryohei immediately understood the meaning and pulled Akaya Setsubara aside to cover her mouth.

The pillar of the Tachikaidai's next generation must not die in the hands of Sanchū Ming!

When Sanchū Ming and Satsuki Momoi came out, the atmosphere between the two of them was very harmonious.

This made Momoi, who was a little worried that the two of them would quarrel for no reason, breathe a sigh of relief.

"Finished talking?" Sanchū Ming walked up and stood beside Akashiji Seijuro and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Akaji breathed a sigh of relief and put his scarf around Sanchū Ming.

He turned to look at Tetsuya Kuroko, who was walking behind Satsuki Momoi. "We made a promise."

Kuroko's guess was right. Akaji knew Sanchū Ming's movements like the back of his hand. On the other hand, Sanchū Ming also knew the meaning of Akaji's every look and action.

For example, now. Sanchū Ming patted her chest and said that Akashiji Seijuro was in a very good mood.

With a teammate like Kuroko, Sanchū Ming felt that she could rest assured for the time being.

"Huh?"

San Ri and Yuemei was wrapped in a warm scarf, and his smile became vague and magnetic. "Since when did Seijukuro learn to make promises with others?"

Akaji ignored her and continued, "In high school competitions, if I lost, I admitted that I was wrong."

Sanchū Ming was stunned.

"Wait." She reached out and pinched Akaji's face. "Who are you?

Where is my Seijuro? "

Akashiji Seijuro stared coldly at Sanchū Ming.

"Looks like your eyes haven't been switched …" Sanchū Ming was puzzled. "Shouldn't you be saying, 'I've never lost to anyone in the past, and I won't lose in the future. Prove that I'm right?'"

"Hahaha, that's Akaji Jun's style!" Momoi burst out laughing.