My youth love story can definitely be written

"Sorry teacher, but we are really worried about Mr. Hiratsuka."

Biqigu didn't care about Huang Quan's conversation with that teacher, his attention had been completely focused on this bald head emitting this dazzling light.

Stains, did you use Overlord?It was so clean.

"Hey, male student over there, what are you thinking about?"

"Huh? No, it's nothing, I'm just thinking about what happened to Hiratsuka-teacher."

"Oh, I hope so."

The bald teacher nodded and turned around to continue talking with Huang Quan.

Isn't Made Mind Reading for women only?Could it be that it has become a teacher's exclusive skill now?

"...Well, thank you Saitama-sensei, I see."

"how about it?"

Walked out of the office and asked under the snow outside.

Huang Quan sighed.

"Ms. Saitama said he didn't know. When he saw Mr. Hiratsuka in the office, the teacher was so virtuous."

"Oh, then go to the next teacher!"

Xuexia nodded, and then took the lead to open the door of the office in front of him.

The moment the door opened, Biqigu’s pupils shrank sharply.

"Be careful!"

Then he moved Xuexia and Huangquan to another aisle at a speed that mortals could not understand--

"BOOM!"

There was a loud noise, and then a puff of black smoke filled it.

"Oh, I now know why Ms. Sagara has just arrived at school, so the school has arranged an office for him..."

Huang Quan looked at the figure crawling out of the black smoke and asked in surprise,

"Wait, let's not talk about why it exploded, but why is it such an explosion, Sagara-sensei has nothing to do?"

"Because of this experiment, I controlled the dose, but the movement was a bit bigger."

Sagara Sosuke walked out of the black smoke and patted his clothes.

"And I'm not all right. The clothes to be delivered are all dirty, and I will definitely be scolded when I go back.

142 Because of my deep love

"So, Sagara-sensei can't give us the answer?"

"I also think that the winner of life who is doing experiments in a place where I don't know whether it is an office or a laboratory all day long should be Hiratsuka-teacher who has no common language."

"Wait, what did you just say?"

Xuexia suddenly pressed Biqigu's shoulder and said,

"I, did I just say something that stabbed your feet?"

"No, you just said Mr. Sagara is the winner in life?"

"Isn't that guy who has a successful job, a perfect life, and a happy marriage is not a winner in life?"

"You mean Mr. Sagara is already married?"

"...I'm surprised that you don't know this. Huang Quan and I don't know and understand. If I remember correctly, Mr. Sagara invited us to his wedding when I first started school."

"Oh, I don't usually care about this kind of thing."

Xuexia's face flushed.

"So Sagara-sensei and Chidori, no, does it matter that the marriage of Mrs. Sagara and Shizuka Hiraizuka's decadence all day?"

"Of course there is,"

Xuexia raised her head, she avoided Biqigu's gaze,

"I mean, could it be Hiratsuka Shizuo teacher, um, what bad man did you meet during summer vacation?"

...I want to say that the blind date failed. Please be straightforward. She is not here anyway.

"Ah... I'll just say why Saitama-sensei and they looked at me with such strange eyes, the original source is here!"

This disgusting sound like a roar from the depths of hell, from behind Biqigu, which is darker than the darkness, seems to make people fall into the abyss of muttering, yes, it must be Hiratsuka quiet voice.

Biqigu resolutely replied,

"All the questions are asked by Xuexia, and have nothing to do with me."

"what."

"what."

"Ah, trash, you, you are the king of trash, the king of trash!"

Hiratsuka quietly concocted a line that seemed very passionate.

Biqigu was puzzled by this. Taking the character of the person in front of him, Shizuka Hiratsuka, a female teacher of the jojo sect, she should have said that just now, she should have more momentum and courage, not like Now, with a blank face, no, with a ruined face and tears in the corners of his eyes, the whole person seems to have experienced something like XXXX, and there is almost no vitality.

It was exactly what she should have at her age... so suspicious.

Well, now it seems that even the superpower of telepathy has been lost.

"You lose your power."

Biqigu suddenly jumped out a bird's language.

"...Biqigu, has anyone told you that you really should live in the age of seclusion?"

"...I have received invitations from several well-known universities in Europe and America."

"Oh, the teachers at those universities are really miserable-because they are about to usher in a disciple whose English is so strong that it makes people cry."

"I think those universities should have preparatory courses... Okay, let's not talk about this. Our original topic is not this. Do you remember? Don't just ask for it!"