Teiguang University, formerly known as Teiguang College, and Teiguang Secondary School were related to the central part of the country.

Many years ago, Teiguang University was famous for its powerful Heroes Division. After it separated from the central part of the country in accordance with the "Hero Training Program," it once stood on equal footing with Xiong Ying, a high school that rose from the Heroes Division.

However, such a high school that could be called a Jack Su High School declined rapidly in just a short ten years after its heyday. It had fallen to the point where even the Teiguang Secondary students had never heard of it.

"… So, what did Big Brother Trash do to Little Brother Elite to make him so angry?"

Sending Tetsu Kuroko to the bus? Oda?

D held the back of his head and walked behind Kazuo Saiki leisurely. "When I told Matsushita that I got into Teiguang University, he was so angry that he wanted to kill me with a kettle."

'Shouldn't he be asking you about this?

I'm just an innocent Tachikai University High School student. '

Kazuo Saiki didn't even turn his head. 'Matsushita has high hopes for you. As long as you don't get into Xiong Ying or Shijie, he'll kill you.'

"You know the situation in my school … But it doesn't matter!

I'll get into Xiong Ying next year! "Oda?

D clenched his fist and said confidently, "I'll visit Matsushita then!

Achon, remember to give me a gift for my promotion!

I'll give it to you! "

'A gift for your promotion?

That pile of broken plaster? 'Kazuo Saiki was speechless.

"Hey, what's with this cold attitude?" Oda?

D was hurt. "Nanmu, who saved you from a bunch of hooligans?

Who was generous enough to accept you when you had no friends?

Who was the one who always treated you as a close friend who could trust their backs?

Did Professor Tachikai turn you into such a heartless person?! "

'Wait a moment.

Please allow us to make things clear. "Qi Mu Nanxiong stopped and turned around with his hands in his pockets." Those hooligans are here for you, aren't they?

If I remember correctly, in the legends of the 'Iron Fist Queen' series, that was the battle that made you famous … "

"Wait, wait, wait!

Let's talk about something else! "Teasing Oda who had her past exposed?

D felt a headache coming on and hurriedly changed the subject. "How about today's pudding?

Is it too sweet? "

Kazuo Saiki, who was raging about his dark past, paused for a moment before he reluctantly said, "Very good."

Oda?

D shoved his unscrupulous gay friend and dragged him towards the tram stop. "The store manager gave the white chocolate to the kids on the night shift. I thought it looked pretty, so I sprinkled some on it."

Kazuo Saiki took out his transit card. "As a friend, I should remind you that the store manager seems to have some fantasies about you. But after thinking about it, I think he's in a more dangerous situation."

After all, he was not interested in a pure high school girl, but the 'Iron Fist Queen' Oda? "

D。

"Are you serious?

There are so many cute kids in the store. "Oda?

D swiped his card and continued to follow behind Kazuo Saiki. He sounded unconcerned. "For example … for example, the kid called Chihara who works on Saturday and Sunday shifts?"

'Even if we ignore the way you talk like a mommy in your custom shop, that' cute Qieyuan 'is a boy. "Qi Munan Xiong stood outside the yellow line and reminded him.

"Achon." Oda?

D tightened the collar of his sweater to prevent the coldness from seeping into his clothes. He said earnestly, "What's wrong with a boy?

Think about it. Why are you still single? Is it because you have too high a requirement for your gender? "

"…" Kazuo Saiki was speechless as he looked at his friend with long red hair.

The teenager sighed and took off the scarf around his neck. "If you're feeling cold, why did you forget to bring your coat?"

Oda?

D wrapped the green and white checkered scarf around his neck and smiled. "I didn't expect the temperature to drop today. By the way, Nanmu, shouldn't you take off your coat and give it to me?

You're a gentleman, a gentleman. "

"No." Kazuo Saiki was cold and emotionless. "I'm cold too."

According to their usual bickering routine, at this time, Oda?

D should be clutching his chest and saying things like, "My son's rebellious behavior has broken my heart." However, today, the girl with the school bag only mumbled and buried half of her face in the scarf.

Kazuo Saiki looked at Oda in confusion.

D。

The girl's bangs were probably haphazardly cut by herself. Not only was it ugly in the middle, but it also covered her emerald green eyes. She exhaled a faint white breath slowly, drifting in the night wind. It seemed to have taken away the hustle and bustle of the train station.

"Oda?"

D raised his hand and pulled his scarf up. He glanced at Kazuo Saiki and then back down.

The girl seemed to be struggling internally before she finally said carefully, "Kazuo -kun, we've been friends for four years since junior high. Actually, I want to ask if you like …"

Kazuo Saiki's heart suddenly tightened. He subconsciously wanted to stop her from continuing. "Sorry to interrupt. To be precise, it's been three years and six months …"

"Do you like women's clothes?"

The street lights flickered, and a few cold flies crawled on the yellow line on the sloping ramp. Following the mechanical but cheerful voice, "Welcome!", the automatic door opened with a jingle. The cold night rushed into the warm 24-hour convenience store.

"Oda?"

D rubbed his cold cheeks. He wanted to take a look at the convenience store's furnishings, but he was immediately dragged to the cashier by the warm and enticing aroma of oden.

The poor girl calculated her living expenses for this month and was pleasantly surprised to find that not only could she eat oden with meat, but she could also politely add a curry meat bun.

"Hello …" Oda?

D walked to the cashier and leaned in. "Please give me a bowl of spicy oden soup."

A petite woman was squatting behind the narrow cashier.

When she heard Oda's voice, she called out.

Hearing D's call, she hurriedly wiped the soup off her fingers and stood up. "Okay, okay, please wait a moment."

The moment she stood up, a bubbling milk pot in the corner and a bag of instant noodles beside it were revealed.

The petite cashier had a doll-like face that matched her figure. She wore an apron with the convenience store's logo on it, and her long dark blue hair was tied into a soft braid.

"Oda?"

D looked down and saw the obvious rise and fall of the woman's belly under the apron. He pursed his lips.

The baby was already very old … Then, the question was: Did the baby's father pass away, or did this woman pick the baby up from the trash bin?

"Okay, little girl, what do you want?" The petite cashier poured a layer of soup into the bottom of the paper cup and looked up at Oda with a smile.

D said, "Today's bamboo wheels are very delicious!"

So cute.

She had one-sided dimples when she smiled.

Oda?

D smiled. "Then, please give me a stick of bamboo wheels, a stick of bamboo shoots, a stick of boiled radish, and a stick of chicken meatballs. Ah, and please give me a curry — and a custard bun."

After that, the petite cashier gathered the oden skewers and considerately added a layer of hot soup before handing them to Oda.

The girl placed the exact amount of money on the cashier and pushed back the custard bun that was handed to her.

The petite cashier holding the custard bun was stunned.

"You're pregnant, so you shouldn't eat instant ramen."

The girl blinked her emerald green eyes and said with a smile, "I'll treat the baby to steamed buns and chicken skewers. Sister, can you treat me to instant ramen?"

"Oda?"

D said as he took out a stick of oden from the paper cup and waved it at the petite cashier. Although these two weren't exactly nutritious, they were still better than instant ramen.

# Oda's Poor Flirting Method #

The petite cashier looked at the steamed bun in his hand and then at the girl who raised her eyebrows and reddened fingertips. She burst into laughter.

She was going to give the steamed bun to Oda, who was obviously cold but still trying to act cool?

D nimbly tapped the cash register and took out a few coins from the front pocket of her apron to put into the cash register. Then, he generously took a steamed bun for himself.

Oda, who failed to flirt with girls?

D glanced at the counter and said, "That ramen …"

"I'll treat you after I cook it, okay?" The petite cashier took a bite of the steamed bun and said vaguely.

Actually, I just want to remind you not to secretly eat it after I leave … Well, forget it.

Oda?

D happily took a bite of a chicken meatball. Although it was terrible that the boss stood her up for the interview, it was still good to eat ramen.

"I'm here for the night cashier interview. The manager probably didn't come because he had something to do." Oda?

D leaned against the counter and ate while chatting with the petite cashier. "If I pass, sister, you can have a good rest."

"… Huh?" The petite cashier opened her mouth slightly. "You, you're here for the night cashier interview?"

"Yeah, I'm going to school here next year, so I'm looking for a part-time job in advance."

The girl took a bite of the boiled radish and said, "Don't look at me like this. I actually have two years of experience as a night cashier."

"Well, I'm …" The petite cashier pointed at herself, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

However, before she could finish her sentence, three or four punks with their shirts uncovered walked into the convenience store, smoking.

"Hey!

You two!

If you don't want to suffer, you'd better open the cash register obediently! "

The leader of the punks spat on the ground and said fiercely while swinging the baseball bat.

The petite cashier's face turned pale and she subconsciously wanted to protect the little girl in front of her.

Oda?

D clicked her tongue and casually threw the bamboo skewer into the paper cup.

The girl stood in front of the petite cashier and put down the steamed bun and paper cup. She stretched her wrist and smiled. "It's terrible that the baby saw something bad."