Just because she want to do it

so she does it

It's a caprice

It's more of a freedom

or a luxury

her recklessness

is nothing more than a thirst for life

After dropping off the luggage at the gatekeeper's older man's messenger room, Ziongzong and Honda-sensei crossed the square behind the school gate and entered the school building area.

The same preparatory bell as rumored echoed in Ziongzong 's ears, and Ziongzong followed Mr. Honda up the stairs to the third floor of the second building.

There are three buildings in the Higashiken High School, and the first building is for the first year as well as the second year students. The first year students have two floors, and the second year students have two floors. Building two is for third year students, as well as for teachers' offices. The third building is dedicated to a wide variety of club activities.

Originally, Ziongzong thought that Katsuo Honda was the class teacher, but that was not the case.

When the two of them arrived at the door of the class, a woman of about twenty-one or twenty-two was already waiting there.

The pale pupils of her eyes were indifferent in their transparent depths, a dark, grassy green that was hauntingly beautiful.

Ziongzong didn't react for a moment, and looked dumbfounded for a few seconds before he was snapped out of it by her impatient 'hm'.

"Damn, why is it another kid, damn it, the school is throwing this kind of kid to me for nothing, really looking for trouble, damn school leaders.

If contrast were something to eat, then I think Ziongzong would have died by now.

Katsuo Honda's expression was embarrassed, beads of sweat seeping from his forehead were blown over his head by a gust of wind that just happened to be hanging over him]. And Ziongzong , as if he hadn't heard the foul language the girl had just casually uttered, couldn't quite comprehend what was going on right now.

'Mayumi Araki, my name is Mayumi Araki, and I'm your class teacher.'

The woman who called herself Mayumi Araki glared at Ziongzong , and then said to Honda-sensei, "Katsuo, it's none of your business. ‘’ The middle-aged Mr. Honda was sent away with a contemptuous remark, and when he saw Mr. Honda leave, he heard Mr. Araki say, "Wait here, kid. ‘’

The class, which could hear the noise through the door, was silent all of a sudden.

'What's wrong with this? They were all screaming like a pheasant in heat. ...... Straighten your backs, it's a class meeting! ......'

The arrogant voice of Mayumi Araki is fading away from Ziongzong , who had a really good first impression of her (before she opened her mouth), dyed teal with a few wisps of date red fine short hair clear and flying The first impression of Ziongzong was really good.

Only once she opened her mouth, the phrase "Damn" made the world into reverse color, black and white.

After standing in place for a long time, Ziongzong struggled to adjust.

--So this girl is the class teacher. ...... She just called the Mediterranean uncle by his name, and she didn't sound half polite.

'Tomorrow is the first day of the new semester, and this fucked up life is starting again ......'

In the classroom, Mayumi Araki was giving a rally for the new semester full of the times, and the clichéd lines of registration day that you always hear at home were not even a shadow here. Standing outside the door, Ziongzong was listening and thinking that if someone from the PTA (Parent-Teacher Association) were to see this scene, it would probably turn out to be a different story.

'Also, a kid came in today ......'

The conversation in the classroom turned to Ziongzong , the words made his heart miss a beat, clenching his fist and lightly hammering his chest to settle his mind.

--Again, it was a first experience ......

The first time I was a transfer student, I got to meet a lot of new faces all at once, and imagining the interesting people I could meet made Ziongzong excited, and my nervousness was already eaten up by my uncle's heart.

'Hey, kid.

Mayumi Araki tapped his knuckles on the blackboard, and his sharp gaze fell on Ziongzong , giving him the illusion for a moment that he was being completely seen through ...... like a sharp scalpel dissecting himself at once, flesh to flesh, bone to bone, all over the floor.

'Yes.'

---Life always find a way out.

Ziongzong took a deep breath, relaxed his face, which was not quite handsome, but still worthy of the people of his country, and walked in with his head held high. The moment he entered, even without turning his head to look, Ziongzong could feel the countless gazes nakedly and unconcealedly shooting towards him.

Well, how can I put it, this feeling.

To sum it up in two words, it was 'sight raping'.

Ah, that word seems to be blocked ...... good boy don't look it up.

But all in all certainly not the feeling of a star walking across the red carpet and being noticed by the media, I should say that Ziongzong has a, subtle, counter glass window waiting to be sold merchandise kind of, naive and innocent feeling.

The walk to the podium was extraordinarily long, and despite taking three steps forward and two steps back, it felt like a long struggle before Ziongzong finally stepped onto the wooden podium and got the chance to cast his eyes squarely on the class.

Looking down at the podium.

The people looking at Ziongzong wore a variety of expressions. There were those with excited faces, those with silly faces, those who were slightly hostile for some reason, those who were indifferent as if looking at a passerby, those who were exchanging opinions with nearby students biting their ears ...... and, of course, those who were doing their own things with their heads down.

Like at home, there are also students who are buried in the arduous business of getting into college and have their ears buried in what's going on outside their windows.

--Hey, it's only your third year of high school.

On the whole, the students were excited about the transfer, like a new member of the team in an RPG.

Ms. Araki coughed softly, and the slightly noisy class immediately quieted down to great effect; the class was clearly tuned out by her.

'This guy is a new transfer student, he's in my class from today, that's three years (A) class, don't make any trouble if you don't want to die, you hear me.

'Yes!

Not the lazy "Yes ~~~~", but the neat and loud "Yes! This sense of discipline made Ziongzong mistakenly believe that it was now a conversation between instructors and cadets in military training.

But Ziongzong 's emotion didn't last long before it was interrupted by an instinctive sense of crisis, as Mayumi Araki stared impatiently at Ziongzong with a look that looked like a fierce question, "Where's your answer? . ‘’

'Yes, yes!

Ziongzong 's timely answer made Mayumi Araki withdraw her pressing gaze, and she seemed to feel very sorry for missing to give a little lesson to Ziongzong , and smashed her mouth in a gangly manner and let out a 'hm'.

Ka-ka-ka, dong-dong, ka-ka-ka.

With a strong force, Mayumi Araki wrote Ziongzong 's name in chalk on the blackboard. Just like her character, her writing is just as wild and unrestrained, although with a full artistic beauty, but it is illegible. This is a style of Mayumi Araki's own, and her chalk handwriting has a good reputation in Higashiken High School, and even students from the surrounding schools come to visit her. After writing Ziongzong 's name, Mayumi Araki heard the small praises from her classmates at the podium, and couldn't help but smile a little smugly in a rare moment.

When she smiled, she was very pretty, looking as if she was astonished.

'Uh, Uesugi Shonzon......?'

So much so that it took three seconds after she mispronounced Ziongzong 's name for Ziongzong to realize that his name had been mispronounced.

Probably the pinyin wasn't that good, or maybe the girl hadn't even looked at Ziongzong 's transfer materials carefully, and even though the kanji were the same, Honda-sensei pronounced the word Ziongzong with the Japanese pronunciation instead of the Hanyu Pinyin pronunciation. So, Ziongzong decided to seize this opportunity to introduce himself better, after all, first impressions are as important as first experiences ...... Ahem!

'Teacher, it's not pronounced that way.'

It really takes courage to speak up, and I didn't expect that the first person to be surprised by the sound was Ziongzong himself.

Then the sound of Mayumi Araki crushing the chalk in his hand startled Ziongzong again, but of course, actually the whole class was startled, after all, the fool who dared to deny Mayumi Araki was quite new to them, this was the first time they had seen it.

'What's wrong, Uesugi student?

Mao Araki's voice was calm and relaxed, and his tone was as plain as water, but the rhythm of his speech, with each pause, made the atmosphere more and more tense.

'My name, it's not pronounced like that, Araki-sensei.

The moment she said that, it was as if Ziongzong saw a smile flash across Mayumi Araki's face, but that was obviously impossible, because she sat down on her butt on the podium and said to Ziongzong like a hooligan, 'How should I pronounce it then, huh, little boy?’

The atmosphere seemed to have eased.

Ziongzong was secretly glad he had swallowed the word 'wrong' and not said it, otherwise the atmosphere would not have been so relaxed. He swept a glance down the podium, where the class's eyes were fixed on himself, and glanced at Mayumi Araki, who nudged her to do what she should.

So Ziongzong took the chalk and the blackboard eraser from the chalk slot and first erased the kanji that Mayumi Araki had originally written, an action that caused a small gasp from the class and an immediate look of "does this kid really want to die? ‘’ But Ziongzong , who was aware of this and not aware of this, stepped at his own unhurried pace and wrote his name in standard block letters on the blackboard.

'My name is Ziongzong Uesugi, I transferred from Xiamen, China to Kyoto, so nice to meet you all. ‘

This is a blatant provocation.

Of course, Ziongzong didn't think so, and Mayumi Araki seemed to be relieved after reading Ziongzong 's words, with little expression or action, but the students were whispering and stoking the flames, hoping to see the class teacher and the new transfer student duke it out.

After all, they were all amazed by Ziongzong 's beautiful regular script just now, the first time they had seen someone else write such beautiful Chinese characters.

'Ahem.'

Mayumi Araki, who saw through everyone's intentions, made a fist with her right hand and coughed softly against her mouth, and the students who understood the gesture, somewhat spoiled, applauded copiously to welcome the transfer students. The applause immediately became overwhelming.

--The class is really being coached.

Either happy or confused, their expressions varied, but there seemed to be no obvious display of disgusted emotion.

Ziongzong , who had been observing all this, smiled gratefully at Mayumi Araki.

- Apparently I was the one who cared too much, and even if a Japanese student came to China, everyone would be happy to accept it mostly.

This sense of preconceived prejudgment is clearly the result of Dean's brainwashing education, the residual effects of which are more powerful than Ziongzong could have imagined.

Ziongzong has to live here, so he can't have preconceived notions.

After bowing slightly in courtesy to everyone, Ziongzong looked at Mayumi Araki again.

'Then, you can sit in the empty seat by the window, kid. ‘

She patted Ziongzong on the back and pushed him off the podium, and with that motion, she leaned close to Ziongzong 's ear and whispered, "Come to the office after school. ‘’

This whisper of unknown meaning made Ziongzong 's heart, which had been relaxed, squeezed tightly again.

Well, that was the end of the introduction process that had put a lot of pressure on Ziongzong , and no matter how you look at it, those exaggerated moods earlier were the product of him thinking too much and being overly self-conscious. Ziongzong looked inside the classroom, there were six columns of seats, seven rows each, a total of forty-two seats, and the last two seats in the column by the window were empty.

-- Well ...... sit a little closer to the front for good measure.

And so, Ziongzong was in a seating situation with a front row and no back row.

Hanging his bag on the hook next to the table, Ziongzong kept an eye on Araki's movement while checking his 'neighbors' with the glance of his eyes.

Unfortunately, Ziongzong 's neighbors didn't care about him at all, doing their own thing and sympathizing with Honda-sensei, who was called by Mayumi Araki and didn't have any adult face in front of this girl in her early twenties.

--Since my 'neighbors' are ignoring me ...... ah, what?

The boy sitting on Ziongzong 's right hand, secretly handed a small card to Ziongzong 's table, and Ziongzong subconsciously put the card under the table, and then looked at the boy next to him.

It's an unapologetic type of guy, the type who can get on the runway in any outfit, or simply go on the runway without clothes, and earn a lot of money and screaming beauties.

Then Ziongzong took a look at what exactly was on the card he was handed.

-'Nightclub - Cowboy Heaven'?

After all, Ziongzong couldn't have mistaken the cowboy for the innocent child riding on the back of a cow, at least he had a pure uncle's heart.

So, at this moment, Ziongzong had mixed feelings.

Once he came up, he picked up a gay man?

This made Ziongzong rather put the smallest piece of clothing he wore over his head and go for three laps of the playground than believe that this was the truth, and that there was no fiction.

Ziongzong silently stuffed the card into his pocket, pretending that nothing had happened, pretending that the man next to him didn't exist, and began to make a wider observation.

'It's a new book, so hurry up. ‘

Just as Ziongzong was about to get down to observing, the books began to pass down from the front.

-just in time, let's see what the girl sitting in front of me looks like.

--What, did I not mention that the girl sitting in front of me is a girl? Well, it doesn't matter, after all, it doesn't mean anything.,Just take a look.

That's what Ziongzong thinks.

'......'

Regretfully- -

She didn't even look back before passing the book along.

Eh?

Well, actually, Ziongzong just wanted to lament the fact that students, wherever they are, are so well-trained in passing things from front to back.

'Notice, please have your class teachers meet in the conference room of the third building right now, notice again, please have your class teachers ......'

Ka-ka-ka, dong-dong, ka-ka-ka, Mayumi Araki left the list of books flying on the blackboard and left the classroom in a dusty manner.

The moment the classroom door was closed, the whispers of the students sprang up from all directions like rain. From the one or two words that drifted into his ears now and then, Ziongzong could tell that their discussion was about the new textbook and not about him as a transfer student, but of course, Ziongzong wasn't that self-conscious.

The classmates, or rather the male classmates, were talking to each other with odd expressions on their faces, and based on the few words that drifted into his ears, Ziongzong judged that they were probably discussing the contents of the biology textbook.

--Geez, these are adolescents ......

It's made to sound like Ziongzong isn't in puberty, but he really isn't too interested in it.

To explain why ......

Ahem, it seems necessary to highlight the issue of Ziongzong 's Sexual orientation is an issue, and it's impossible for Ziongzong to (self-identify) have more than a friendship with a guy!

This is a bit of an overstatement, but, in short, Ziongzong just wants to emphasize that his sexual orientation is normal, and that the reason why he's not interested in "bleep-sensitive words" goes back to when he was in the orphanage. .

That's quite an anecdote with the paranoid dean.

'Yo, my name is Eiji Hayamizu, please tell me more.

The boy sitting next to him offered his greeting to Ziongzong .

'Uesugi Ziongzong , nice to meet you.’

Because of the little card of "Nightclub - Cowboy Paradise", Ziongzong Ziongzong spoke to him, the boy on his right, Eiji Hayamizu, with some caution, worrying about what he would do if he suddenly wanted to confess.

And Eiji Hayamizu, who didn't notice Ziongzong 's precautions against him, was feeling good about himself as he continued his conversation.

'The thirteenth page of the biology textbook. ‘

He fingered his biology book.

- A bad feeling.

Although not interested, though, Ziongzong pulled the biology book from the pile.

The boy who would stuff a small card with 'Nightclub - Cowboy Heaven' on it to himself, the content he was interested in asking himself to read, wouldn't be 'blocked sensitive words', right?

Ziongzong prepared himself mentally and physically first, covering his eyes with one hand, forking his fingers at a slit, squinting for fear of seeing something that would make him uncomfortable, before clattering the book to page thirteen, which was a close-up that took up a whole page.

That was quite a shocking close-up of a whole page.

-What the heck, this guy's got a normal sexuality.

That was Ziongzong 's initial thought before he realized he was wrong to spout off, this picture is clearly a blatant 'blocked sensitive word'!

Thinking boys are really like that.

'Uh ...... what's wrong?

But Ziongzong didn't understand why Hayamizu would show something like that to himself.

'Look here.'

He held out his finger and pointed at Ziongzong 's book.

'Don't you think this 'blocked sensitive word number one' ratio is wrong? Common sense says it should be longer than 'blocked sensitive word number two.

'......'

To be able to say so bluntly and unobtrusively that 'blocked sensitive word ‘

'It's true, but it should be a printing problem, look at this side there is a very obvious printing line.

Even so, in order not to let the people of China be looked down upon in the area of 'sensitive words', Ziongzong had the cheek to answer the other side's question, not to mention the fact that Ziongzong had studied the human skeleton structure in depth when he was studying Chinese martial arts, naturally thanks to the paranoid dean ...... However, the relationship between 'sensitive words' and bones is actually not very big, and it should be said that it is the great credit of Ziongzong 's uncle's heart to have an understanding of 'sensitive words'.

'Really, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable about 'sensitive words', actually I ......'

Wow, the door was pulled open in one fell swoop.

The boiling class froze to zero all of a sudden, and nothing could be heard except the sound of Mayumi Araki's footsteps as he walked in.

- It was scary.

Ziongzong thought back to the fact that in this country, a teacher who could have this kind of treatment would need to be at the level of a teaching director to do so.

'Just went to a meeting that was boring as hell, and now a damn class meeting at the request of the school's request.'

Ziongzong felt like he must have a very complicated expression on his face at the moment, but the class seemed to have adjusted to the way Mayumi Araki spoke, except that 'school his sister's request' seemed to be the subtle punchline, causing a number of people to cover their mouths and twitch on their desks.

'The topic of the class meeting is safety in school.'

When the topic was read out, Mayumi Araki's expression was desperate, as if she had spent her paycheck before remembering that she hadn't paid the mortgage for the month.

'In recent months, there have been a number of child abductions in Kyoto, and no cases have been solved yet, and although we are all not children anymore, we should still pay attention to what we need to pay attention to, and school is a place to educate students, but also... ...'

The Mayumi Araki reads out the information in her hands with dead air, without intonation, all the words falling on one pitch, mechanically lifeless ......

The endless nonsense begins. The words themselves are not nonsense, but the message is persistent, so when the same thing is repeated more than three times, then it's an almost meaningless move.

Because schools have to be responsible for the safety of their students, I guess schools all over the world, have to keep repeating these boring things.

The only thing that caught Ziongzong 's ear was the initial mention of the crime, but that attention wore off in Mayumi Araki's ensuing chatter.

The class teacher's voice flew in through Ziongzong's left ear and out through his right. After sorting out the textbooks that had been handed out, Ziongzong scanned the class with his afterglow, ignoring Eiji Hayamizu who kept scowling at him.

It's better to be a good student first and have less trouble when you're just entering this environment.

Because it's okay to do good things, but it's necessary to do bad things without missing a beat.

--What's that ...... so shaky.

At one end of the field of view, there was a girl who caught Ziongzong 's attention.

-quite a nice ponytail, well, and of course, a pretty person.

This girl is sitting at the other end of the classroom, with thick eyelashes and big eyes, bangs that are loose but not disheveled, long hair that looks darker against her fair skin, and a long, slender ponytail that shows off a heroic aura that you can't help but be drawn to.

Ziongzong 's uncle heart has labeled this girl as a 'ponytailed soft girl'.

'Damn I doesn't want to read anymore!

With a snap, Mayumi Araki flung the thick stack of materials in her hands onto the table and yelled in a voice loud enough to penetrate three walls.

-- Cool teacher......

The class teacher, named Mayumi Araki, took less than half an hour to make an extremely deep impression on Ziongzong.

'Those who are late for the morning meeting tomorrow wash their asses beforehand, you know what will be done, dismissed! ‘

When he was at home, Ziongzong often lamented how hard it was to be a teacher, not only to listen to other people's nagging, but also to nag them again without end. But now he doesn't feel that way at all.

--Also, what's with that line about washing the asses? To beat them? beat them hard?

Ziongzong instinctively felt his ass tighten.

'Yes! ‘

Still a concise and powerful answer.

Under normal circumstances, discipline and order would have been lost at the word 'dismiss', but in this class it was very different, everyone packed up quietly until ......It was not until Mayumi Araki left the classroom that these trembling children let out a long breath.

Like a prisoner released after a million years of captivity, the class turned into a noisy mess. The students are never finished talking to each other. ...... This is true.

--Should we report to Uesugi's house first ...... or visit the school first... ...

hesitantly got up from his seat, there was a huge invisible pressure to see the Uesugi couple again after nine years, and he decided to take a breather by visiting the school first.

'Yo, newcomer, let's go first, take care of you later! ‘

The guy who looks good enough for the people, Eiji Hayamizu, gave a flirtatious pat on Ziongzong 's shoulder, greeted him, and left quickly.

--Well ...... that girl was supposed to be sitting there just now?

While it wasn't too late for Ziongzong to start looking, the girl left rather early, which made Ziongzong feel rather regret.

So the poor excuse of 'Can you walk around the campus with me, please' was useless, and Ziongzong was left alone, following his instincts to walk around and wander around the school more. But the shoulder-to-shoulder situation was slightly troubling, as today's unified registration for all three grades led to a rather crowded end-of-school time even now.

Weaving in and out of the crowd, Ziongzong searched for the stairs to get down.

'Uesugi-san, wait!

A voice I haven't heard before, is it calling me ......?

Ziongzong looked back and the owner of the voice, a girl he didn't know, ran past him without even looking at him ...... turned out not to be calling him.

It was just a coincidence.

- Heard from Deanthat the couple seemed to have a pair of daughters.

...... No such coincidence, right?

Shaking his head, Ziongzong shook the strange thought out of his mind and descended the stairs.

'Go Club'......

Unknowingly, Ziongzong walked to the third building, which is the gathering place for club activities, but because it was registration day, no one was here.

When it comes to Go, China is also very good. Recently, China, Japan and Korea have been competing for supremacy, and the budding Chinese are quite competitive ...... Having said that, however, Ziongzong actually knows nothing about Go. The thing is too hurt the brain, looking at that pile of black, white and white pieces I have a headache, always feel that once you get involved with this thing, you can not avoid the fate of baldness.

It's better to stay away from it.

'Kendo Club' ......

Hmm. This is something that Ziongzong likes a lot, and even Uncle Heart is stupidly excited about Budo.

The thought of being free to knock people out, the feeling of being sound ...... uh, no, it seems a little perverted now.

'Housewoking Club' ......

This one skipped.

'Mahjong Club' ......

I can't believe they even have this one!

'Drama Club'......

Acting... ...'Ah, why are you my Romeo? "Ah, why are you my Juliet?" I guess so, maybe I'll get the weird disease of "I'll die because I'm too fleshy".

'Manga Club'......'Basketball Club'......'Shogi Club'... ...'Chorus Club'......'Literature Club'......'Soccer Club'......

Watching and unaware, Ziongzong had walked to the fourth floor of the third building.

--Huh?

He noticed that the stairs to the rooftop seemed to be unlocked.

- Go up and check it out.

In three steps, Ziongzong easily reached the rooftop. As soon as he opened the door, a cool breeze greeted him, the very so-called autumnal breeze.

Breathing in the soothing air, Ziongzong casually surveyed the rooftop.

As he had imagined, there was nothing but a few miscellaneous items piled up in the corner, and the emptiness was exactly what a rooftop should be.

And nothing was more to Ziongzong 's liking than the barbed wire fence that enclosed the entire rooftop. The tall barbed wire fence surrounds the rooftop, and without this, the rooftop's charm index would be greatly diminished. The first time I saw it, I was able to get to the top of the fence.

'Great view ......'

There were thousands of great views, and Ziongzong couldn't help but feel emotional. And he also found an indispensable place.

--Decided that this was the place to come and work out from now on.

He sat comfortably with his hands propped up on the top edge of the wire fence, his feet dangling naturally in front of him, and raised his head to look out over half of Kyoto.

This is Kyoto, the city where I will live next.

I had just visited it on the way to school, but this overlook was a wonderful feeling for Ziongzong .

It was slightly different from the photos that I had seen before in China, through books and the Internet, and this subtle change of impression was like copying someone else's painting by yourself, although the overall feeling was the same, the temperament of it was very different. And the same is true of Kyoto in front of us. The photo is objective, but the photographer's perspective is subjective, free from the photographer's eyes, and what you see with your own two eyes is the real Kyoto.

The ancient city of Kyoto, located in central Japan, bordered by the sea in the north, one of the most famous tourist destinations in Japan, and rich in Chinese culture.

'Ya - ！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！'

There was a sudden scream of super high decibel and super high pitch behind Ziongzong , which almost made him fall off the wire fence ...... This is the height of the fourth floor plus the rooftop plus a wire fence!

If he did go down, the book would have end here.

After a few moments of violent shaking, Ziongzong barely managed to maintain his balance and stabilized himself with his hands. The man who had saved his life looked back to see who had so insidiously and deliberately murdered him.

What caught his eye was a ...... girl with her left hand grasping her right hand and her right hand grasping her left hand, shrinking and raising her head, looking at him with fear in her eyes, trembling.

'You, what are you doing? ‘

She looked at Ziongzong with an expression like she saw a Martian eating a sweet potato.

'You, you, you can not suicide’

'......'

Even if a Martian is eating sweet potatoes, there's no such thing as being able to think about it. The Martian needs to pay off the mortgage on the potatoes but can't afford to do so, resulting in stress and finally getting angry and deciding to blow up his own ass before blowing up others' asses?

Hey, it can't be done.

'Whatever, whatever, whatever is unhappy, it's ......'

Obviously the girl is thinking too much, trying her best to stay calm and let Ziongzong think more about the good things in the human world ...... Ziongzong also saw that she thought she was going to kill herself, right?

--wait ...... this girl is not the one inside the class... ...?

'I'm in a good mood and nothing is bothering me.'

Ziongzong tried to look relaxed and calm her overwhelmed emotions down.

'That, that ......'

Ziongzong's performance worked, and the trembling of her body diminished slightly.

'I don't want to kill myself, and I have no intention of doing so.'

'Eh? ‘

'You misunderstood, I'm just here to see the view. ‘

'Oh, oh ......????'

'You can see half of Kyoto from here, I think it's because this school is on high ground. ‘

'Ah, well ......'

After Ziongzong's good advice, the girl finally regained her composure.

Then, Ziongzong also confirmed the girl's identity. She was wearing the school uniform of Higashikan, with three bars embroidered on her shoulders, and was a third-year student. Her thick eyelashes and big eyes, bangs loose but not disheveled, and long hair that looked even darker against her fair skin ...... which, most of all, was a beautiful ponytail.

'Ponytail soft girl' confirmed.

The smooth ponytail and the tall figure go together perfectly, hmmmm, plus ten points.

If I hadn't witnessed the 'pseudo-suicide scene', I would have been a girl with a strong and valiant presence.

- Uh, no, that shouldn't be the time to say that.

Ziongzong took a look at the setting sun in the sky, gradually sinking into the sea of clouds, and counting the time, the Uesugi couple would be home from work by now if they went back.

---Then ......

Ziongzong pushed his body up with both hands, swung his wrist back to turn his body toward the outside of the rooftop to the inside, and with a gentle leap, landed firmly on the ground.

'If there's nothing else, I'll leave now. ‘

'Oh, oh ......'

The ponytail girl still seems to have not fully recovered from the bizarre encounter of "witnessing a suicide scene"

. It's still a slender person who still has some fear left in her dull gaze as she fully recovers from such a bizarre encounter.

'Perhaps ......'

From behind Ziongzong , her voice came.

'Maybe, we'll meet again.'

--Wouldn't it be normal to meet again at the same school?

'That's my gut feeling. ‘

Ziongzong turned around and noticed that she was a different person than she had been a moment ago, heroic, with her long ponytail flying in the wind.

In the next moment, the ponytail softie had brushed past Ziongzong , taking the first step down the stairs.

- Incredible girls.

It wasn't like he couldn't catch up with her even if he had to, but Ziongzong seemed more willing to go along with her words at the moment, looking forward to the next meeting.

Ziongzong left the school and set off for the Uesugi house.

- No, wait!

Suddenly, Ziongzong realized that he had forgotten something very important.

--'Come to the office after school.'

It's after school, but it's really late, and when I think of the class teacher, Mayumi Araki, who looks like a little thug, I feel sorry for her good looks... The first time I thought about the hooliganism of Mayumi Araki, I was worried that I might be in danger of going there now.

But if he didn't go, things would get even bigger.

Ziongzong arrived at the office anxiously, and to his surprise, Mayumi Araki had already left, but she had asked her colleague to leave a folded note for him.

--What could it be ......

The note was held in Ziongzong 's hand, and was delayed from being opened until he stepped outside the school gate, with no one around, before he gritted his teeth and read the contents of the note with trepidation.

--'Call me Big Sister, remember!’