My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass
Chapter 407 Class 2 of 2
Chapter 407 Class 2 of Grade 2
Upon entering the school, a large crowd of people gathered in front of the bulletin board, completely obscuring the class assignment list.
Tsuna paused, instinctively pulling the somewhat slender Shoko half a step behind him to shield her, and turned his head to suggest:
“Shoko, go rest on that bench,” he said, pointing to a less crowded corner a little further away. “I’ll squeeze in and take a look.”
Shoko's lips twitched slightly, but the advice, "Wait until there are fewer people before you go..." was swallowed back down her throat. She simply nodded in agreement.
His gaze swept over the crowd that Tsuna was trying to squeeze into, and then looked towards the school gate.
A dense crowd of uniformed figures surged in; by the time the crowd thinned out, the school gates would have to close and the preparatory bell would have to ring.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd!"
"Can you all respect the elderly and care for the young? Let me, the senior, see first!"
"Tanaka, I'm in Class 2! You are too!"
"No way? I told the teacher I wanted to switch classes, but I don't know if it's still too late..."
"Can the people in the back please stop pushing?! I'm getting flattened!"
"Baka! Who touched my butt?"
"Is bro that horny? You'll touch any guy!"
.........
Shoko waited for a while, but Tsuna didn't show up. Instead, Ayumi Ajitani, carrying a handbag, skipped over, greeted her, and sat down next to her.
"Glass-chan~ Have you seen the class assignments?"
“No,” Shoko shook her head, then a smile appeared on her lips. “Tsuna is helping me see which class he’s in, and that’s the class I’ll be in.”
"I'm sore..."
"Class monitor, don't be so sour just yet," Tsuna said as he walked over to the two of them, straightening his wrinkled shirt.
“We’re all in Class 2, Nishikata and Takagi are here too.”
"real!?"
Shoko and Ayumi's voices almost overlapped, their eyes shining like electrified light bulbs.
A-Gang nodded, meeting the intense gaze: "There haven't been many changes in our class; only a few students have been reassigned."
"Let's go then. I'll tell Takagi-chan and Nishikata in the group chat if they haven't seen it yet."
"Let's go then!" Ayumi Ajitani pulled Shoko to her feet, already eager to head to their new classroom.
"I'll let Takagi-chan and Nishikata know in the group chat while I'm at it!"
She didn't care much about the classmates who were separated from her; what mattered was that she, Shoko, and Takagi were still together.
"Ayumi-chan, slow down! It rained last night, be careful not to slip!"
Tsuna didn't say anything and silently followed behind the two girls.
The three followed the signs and found Class 2, Grade 2.
After Ayumi and Shoko greeted a few girls they were close to, the three of them headed straight to the back of the classroom and quickly chose their seats.
When he sat down, Tsuna also used his notebook to reserve seats for Nishikata and Takagi.
The reason I've always insisted on sitting in the back row is because it's less likely for the teachers on stage to notice me.
There's more room for manipulation, like secretly drawing a little figure or passing a note... but I still want to focus on Nishikata!
With his little tricks for playing pranks, he never manages to scare Takagi; in fact, nine times out of ten, she ends up getting the better of him...
As Nishikata and Takagi entered the classroom, the sound of class began. The familiar Nanase-sensei walked in and gave her familiar self-introduction…
Then we went to the auditorium to listen to the principal talk nonsense for an hour or two, and the morning passed by slowly like that.
…………
noon.
Four desks were pushed together, and five lunch boxes of different colors were placed on them.
Ayumi swallowed the food in her mouth, looked at Tsuna who was eating quietly, and asked in confusion:
"Miyamura, what time exactly will your song 'Anohana' be released?"
"It's 12:30, just a minute or two to go."
Tsuna didn't speak, but Shoko blurted out, "Now! This reporter wants to conduct an on-site interview!"
Acting like a drama queen, Ayumi grabbed a chicken leg from Takagi's bento box and used it as a microphone, firmly shoving it to Shoko's lips.
I originally intended to target Tsuna, but I was afraid Takagi-chan would be jealous of someone who secretly loves her but never confesses...
Speechless, Takagi: "..."
She twirled her chopsticks, aiming at Ayumi Ajitani's lunchbox, intending to grab some "interest"...
Upon closer inspection, good heavens! All that was left in her box were a few wilted greens and two or three lonely cherry tomatoes…
Takagi's hand, holding the chopsticks, froze in mid-air, wondering whether he should teach her a lesson (and roughly rub her) later...
"Ahem," Ayumi Ajitani cleared her throat, completely oblivious to Takagi's subtle movement, and asked in a serious tone:
"Excuse me, Miyamura-sensei and Nishimiya-sensei, how did you come up with the idea of making a song for 'Anohana'?"
"...Why am I not Miyamura-sensei?" Tsuna felt a little speechless.
"Don't worry about those little details, okay?" Ayumi Ajitani waved her hand with a grin.
"So why did you write a song for that book?"
"Actually, I also worked on 'Anohana', but it will be released a few days later."
"so……--"
"Hey! Neighbor! Quick! Search! That song by that old scoundrel Miyamura is online!!!"
A piercing scream cut through the air, abruptly silencing Ayumi Ajitani's voice. The next second, the entire classroom erupted in chaos, as if a hornet's nest had been stirred up.
"real?!"
"Which platform?!"
"If Miyamura's song is good, I'll eat it!"
"The melancholy of that day turned melancholy."
"That day felt lonely and desolate."
The sounds of phones unlocking and browsers launching filled the air, and almost every topic of conversation immediately shifted to this song.
Even Ayumi Ajitani wasn't surprised; she started searching on her phone with her clean hand while still holding the chicken leg in her mouth.
"..." Takagi watched her actions, but it was too late to stop her...
"Secret base."
Ayumi Azurani pressed the button almost as soon as she uttered the song title.
A clear, crisp female voice, accompanied by a light and lively piano prelude, rang out on time in every corner of the five-person group, classroom, campus, and neon-lit area.
Ayumi and the others were completely immersed in the music, while Shoko and Tsuna chatted quietly without disturbing them.
"Tsuna, do you want to come to the bookstore with us to buy books after school?"
"Just buying books?"
Shoko shook her head: "After shopping, I'll go for a walk around town."
"Then forget it. You guys go ahead and have fun. Just call me if anything comes up."
It's the first day of school, so the pace is naturally relaxed.
After the new textbooks are distributed in the afternoon, Ms. Nanase will hold a class meeting to emphasize some important points, and then school will be over.
Club activities will have to wait until next week to resume, as the main focus is on recruiting new members.
As for Shoko and Ayumi Ajitani, the art club will most likely not ask them for help.
.........
Four or five minutes passed in the time it takes to sing a song. Ayumi looked up at Tsuna in disbelief, forgetting to even bite the chicken leg in her mouth.
(End of this chapter)
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