"… So, I need you, Yuri, to wear Teiguang University's uniform on Christmas Day and pretend to be my classmate." Oda?

D scratched the side of his face. "Then, in order to win my brother's trust, I may have to wear a female uniform."

— At the station, Kazuo Saiki had only listened to the first sentence before he ended their friendship with a schoolbag attack.

"I see." The teenager sitting on the side leaned against the windowsill thoughtfully. "It's indeed difficult."

"Anyway, please. Just treat it as a favor, okay?" Oda?

D put his hands together and looked sincere, but his heart was weak. "If you, who has lost control of your personality, treat me as a favor …"

"In that case, there's no other way." Yuri didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I agree to Oda's request."

"That's great!

You're really a big help! "Oda?

D breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Please give me breakfast, lunch, dinner, afternoon tea and snacks for the day!"

The innocent Russian teenager, who had no concept of women's clothing, smiled. "Of course."

"'In that case, there's no other way'?"

The boy with short pink hair looked at his friend squatting in front of him and said word by word without any change in his expression, "'I agree to Oda's request'?

— Oda?

D, can I call the police?

Is it fraud, human trafficking, or something like that? "

Oda?

D looked up and blinked. "Achon, you can't do this. We're good friends, aren't we?"

"We're not," Kazuo Saiki said coldly telepathically. "Achon, you hit me!

We're no longer father and son! "

That's what he said. "

"We're just no longer father and son." Oda?

D tried to salvage the situation. "But we're still brothers!

Achon, we're brothers, right? "

Kazuo Saiki continued to be indifferent. "But you seem to want to be sisters with me."

"Sisters are good too!" Oda?

"Let's pick out pretty dresses together, go to the hundred-dollar store to buy cake molds, exchange beautiful hairbands, and discuss the boy you like — JK is the best!"

Kazuo Saiki stared at the girl squatting beside the bench in the atrium, trying to convey the thought that was about to come out of his mind: "Where did you come from? Stay away from me!" to her in a more peaceful and calm way.

[The guy who was supposed to be teaching in town suddenly took advantage of the lunch break to go to Tachikai University High School. I thought he forgot to hand in his homework, but the first thing he said was a bunch of nonsense. 'This is my lifelong wish!

Achon, don't you dare reject my sob sob.

Why would I pick up my friends from the recycle bin?

Kazuo Saiki seriously considered this question.

The girl, who was squatting on the ground, jumped up gracefully and approached Kazuo Saiki. "Please — Namio A Dream can do anything, right?

It's just one day. I'll prepare all your meals and snacks! "

Kazuo Saiki facepalmed and sighed. "Why me?

Are you really so useless that you can't find any female friends who can help you? "

The useless high school girl, who was hit by the right words, covered her chest with tears in her eyes.

"You know my previous underlings, they're a bunch of brats with weird tastes. I always feel embarrassed when I'm asked for help from someone else." Oda?

D patted her skirt and sat down on the bench.

"Yuri is a foreigner, and his body is not fully developed yet, so he can use this as a perfunctory excuse. Nanmu, you don't have to say — Nanmu is omnipotent!

It's just cross-dressing, it's a piece of cake! "

Kazuo Saiki complained. "What do you think I am?"

"Am I a magical treasure chest?

Find Nanmu if you have a problem?

Oda? "

D crossed her fingers and held them in front of her chest like a young girl. "As long as you bring coffee and jelly and beg desperately, I'll agree to anything. The omnipotent god who always has a way to save me!

My best friend forever!

My best friend for life! "

Kazuo Saiki's eyes were dead. "…" There were so many things to complain about that he didn't know where to start.

"… Uh, best friend?" Oda?

D tried to change her words.

"Okay."

Kazuo Saiki gave up thinking and sat down on the other side of the bench with a calm expression. He opened his lunchbox and continued to think about why he picked up friends from the Recycle Bin.

The girl picked up from the Recycle Bin smiled and took out the fried noodles and bread. She opened the packaging and stretched her legs. "I miss it so much. We haven't had lunch together since we went to school in town."

"Yeah."

Qi Munanxiong picked up a piece of broccoli and chewed it slowly. "Previously, I was either sitting among baseball bats, iron rods, motorcycles, and delinquents, or sitting among the basketball club members whose average height was 1.75 meters."

Oda?

D was a special existence in Di Guang's Hero Stream. His strength was several streets ahead of his peers, and he was the kind of cheater that attracted the attention of the teachers. In the end, he was envied by his classmates to be deified, and then indirectly isolated.

In the end, could she really play with Oda?

D played with those low-ranking delinquents in normal subjects and the hot-blooded delinquents in the basketball club. They were beaten up a lot.

Kazuo Saiki was the only one who wasn't a delinquent or a member of the basketball club. He once suspected that they had Stockholm Syndrome.

After all, Oda?

Although D looked cheerful and easy to talk to, she was really fierce when she hit people.

"But they have all graduated." Oda, the humanoid beast?

D scratched her head. "Now in the basketball club, I only know the Rainbow juniors. I don't even know the new juniors who joined last time."

This girl … She must be lonely.

Kazuo Saiki took a bite of Yuziyaki. Most of the basketball club members had graduated, some of the delinquents had graduated, and some of them had quit high school and started working. That strange Teiguang girl was her only student …

Even if she used to be the overlord of the beasts, she would still look around blankly, right?

Kazuo Saiki glanced at the girl who was eating bread next to him. They were friends who were made because of their passion, and even their parting was straightforward and cruel. But Oda?

D was a girl after all. She was sensitive and soft.

"Nanmu, let me tell you. Xiong Ying is really difficult to climb over." Oda?

D squeezed the fried bread out of the bag. "I wanted to climb over in the dark, find the teacher who expelled me, and beat him up for revenge."

The girl pouted and complained. "But I was discovered as soon as I climbed over. I accidentally broke a cleaning robot and was chased by a teacher who was covered in bandages for several streets."

Oda?

D stretched out his arms and rested them on the back of the chair. He sighed, "At the end of the day, I'm just upset that I was forced to quit after working so hard to become a Hero Hero. Now, the situation is that if I don't become a Hero Hero again, I won't be able to find out who fired me and why.

"If you don't take the Xiong Ying exam, you don't have to stay here. If you don't stay here, my brother won't come. Nanmu, you don't have to be my sister. So, it's all Xiong Ying's fault. Or rather, it's that teacher's fault. Am I right, Achon?"

… Why did I pick up my friends from the recycle bin?

Kazuo Saiki thought to himself. 'I guess I should call the police for trespassing.'

"Kazuo -kun!"

Just as they were about to go against each other, a cheerful voice came from behind them.

The irises haired boy held a thick stack of exercise books in his arms and smiled at the two of them. "This is … Oda?"

"Good afternoon, Yukimura -senpai." Oda?

D raised her head to greet him.

"Just call me Yukimura." Yukimura was helpless. "After all, I'm only Akaiya's senpai." 'I'm in the same grade as you.'

Oda?

D said, "Sorry, it just slipped out of my mouth."

'It's all because of that guy Qiehara. He keeps calling me' senpai 'all day long.'

Kazuo Saiki closed the lunchbox. "Yukimura.

What's the matter? "

"I happened to see you, so I came over to say hello."

Yukimura raised the exercise books in his hands. "I still have the homework for the Russian class. The teacher asked me to wait for him in the atrium."

Oda?

D was shocked. "This is your Russian homework?"

Yukimura held the exercise books in his hands. They were stacked neatly from his waist to his collarbone. 'Russian is just an elective class, right?

Do you have to be so sincere? '

Yukimura smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Fortunately, I tried my best to gather all the class hours for the elective class." Oda?

D chewed on the bread and mumbled, "Otherwise, I would miss class every two to three days …" That would be terrible.

"Sometimes, you should reflect on the 61 chapters of classical literature." Kazuo Saiki poked at her sore spot.

Yukimura, the poor class representative, smiled. Just as he was about to continue chatting with the two people he met by chance, he caught a glimpse of a man walking out of the teaching building.

The man was tall and slim, with silver hair hanging loosely over his shoulders. He had a cold aura around him, and he was wearing a long black trench coat. He seemed to have noticed Xing Cun, and he quickly turned around and walked towards the three of them.

When the man approached and took out the cigarette in his mouth, Oda could not help but laugh.

D was stunned.

The man's nose was high, his eyes were deep, and his pupils were blue. But these were not important. What was important was that there was a hideous scar on the man's forehead that was incompatible with his handsome appearance. It bit through his right eye and extended to his cheek, bringing with it a dusty smell of blood.

Even if the scar had turned grayish-pink over the years, she could still vaguely see the danger of that fatal blow.

Yukimura said calmly, "Mr. Mikhail, do you need me to send the exercise books to your office?"

Mikhail's gaze swept across the two people on the bench.