Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

Ionuma Isao shrugged noncommittally.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Huacheng Iori felt inexplicably angry and wanted to punch him.

"I'll say it for the last time!" She took a deep breath.

"no!"

The voice that answered in advance was extremely firm.

Seeing the frosty expression on the angel's face, Ionuma Isao smiled brightly: "I know what you want to say. It's just asking me to be quiet and restrained, hide my charm, and not attract bees and butterflies in the school. But I Lord Angel, have you ever thought about a very youthful question?"

Huacheng Iori frowned slightly: "What's the problem?"

Iinuma Isao raised his hand and pointed at the men and women in the class who were all looking at him: "I appeared like a shooting star and fascinated everyone, and then disappeared like a shooting star. Don't you think this kind of regret is exactly what youth has to offer?" Feeling?"

The angel blinked.

The other students, both male and female, also blinked.

"Ahaha~"

Ionuma Isao laughed heartily.

It can be said that he has no intention of concealing his ability and charm.

Huacheng Iori glared at him.

I really hate his behavior like this.

Twenty years ago, he had this kind of character. As a result, her youth was full of regrets, and she eventually died with her eyes closed... Ahem, she finally tried her best to regain her youth and make up for the things she could never say out loud. love.

She pressed her temples with a headache, looked at the boy and said, "I've had enough of your arrogance. Please sit quietly today and don't say a word to me!"

"Where should I sit?" Iinuma Isao looked around.

The angel pointed to the seat in the back row by the window: "There!"

Ionuma Isao walked over with his schoolbag and sat on the protagonist's exclusive throne.

The angel was in the seat in front of him.

After she sat down, Iinuma Isao picked up the pen and poked her back.

The angel turned back, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

His eyes were full of stupidity.

"Don't do such stupid things!"

"With such a good atmosphere, it would be a shame not to be childish!"

"Don't you see that I'm impatient now?"

"I saw it." Ionuma Isao said with a smile on his face, "But you don't really hate me."

Huacheng Iori gritted his teeth: "Iinuma-san, I suggest you change to a smaller uniform."

"The school uniform is longer?" Ionuma Isao raised his hand to look at the sleeves of the school uniform and found that it was just right.

"No, wearing a smaller school uniform will make it more intuitive for people to know that you are a muscle idiot."

"..."

"Hahaha~"

There was a burst of male and female laughter all around.

Everyone looked at this pair of surprisingly good-looking boys and girls with curiosity, gossiping about their relationship in their minds.

Ionuma Isao said angrily: "I'm very smart, stop talking nonsense!"

"If you dare to say you are smart in front of me, you have proven that you are not smart enough at all." Huacheng Iori smiled contemptuously, like a proud winner, and turned his head to look ahead.

In response to her words, Ionuma Isao remained silent.

It must be stated that he is not a coward. After all, the angel's intelligence must be at an extraordinary level. He is not as normal as an ordinary person.

Again, he was not scared.

Don’t be afraid!

At the door of the classroom, Kaguya Hatsukano also came in.

She glanced unhappily at Ionuma Isao and Hanagi Iori, who were slapping themselves against the window, her eyes flickered, and she sat down in the front row.

"Attend class!"

Teacher Ishida, a young and beautiful teacher in uniform, walked in with an English textbook.

Ionuma Isao took out his textbook and placed it neatly on the table.

The morning breeze blows the white clouds, and the potted plants planted by the window cast the bright shadows of the flowers on his ink bottles, textbooks, dictionaries, photo editions of his albums, and notebooks. This scene is refreshing and refreshing.

A flock of crows flew low over the stadium's wire fence.

In my ears, the teacher's gentle English pronunciation sounded from time to time, and the whistle of the tram entering and exiting the station could be heard in the distance.

This kind of daily life is so good~

Ionuma Isao felt satisfied with this.

So he slept on his stomach for one class.

After the bell rang, Ishida Reiko held the thick lesson plan to her chest and glanced at Ionuma Isao: "Iinuma-san, come to the office with me."

Iinuma Isao, who had just woken up, got up obediently and walked towards her.

The young, beautiful and gentle teacher Reiko is very popular, and students greet her along the way.

Ionuma Isao landed one and a half meters behind her, walking slowly and slowly, and gradually understood why the boys in the class were discussing her.

Teacher Reiko is less than twenty-five years old this year. She has a young and pretty oval face, and her skin is fair and tender with a slight healthy blush. She is indeed the ideal fantasy object of adolescent boys.

Although she was only wearing an inconspicuous dark professional suit, it could well outline her beautiful figure.

She has slender shoulders and waist, gorgeous long hair hanging down around her waist, and underneath her hair are the graceful curves of her hips outlined by a hip-hugging skirt.

And those food-grade black stockings and beautiful legs...

Cough!

I have a girlfriend!

Ionuma Isao forced himself to look away.

Entering the office, Ishida Reiko sat sideways on a chair, her shoulders slightly leaning against the desk full of books.

"Do you know what the teacher wants from you?"

"know."

"It's very inappropriate to sleep on the first day of class..." Ishida Reiko frowned slightly, with a serious expression and a hint of natural charm, which was very tempting to commit crime.

Ionuma Isao lowered his head and stared at the absolute area between her knee-high socks and skirt. His undistracted eyes looked particularly pure and innocent.

The way he lowered his head, in Ishida Reiko's eyes, was a sign of self-blame and admission of mistakes.

She is an English teacher and "teacher" at the same time.

That's the so-called head teacher.

In addition to English classes, she is also responsible for class meetings, home visits, tripartite talks, ideological and moral education and many other chores in Class A. She is well aware of the students' family situations.

Therefore, she is very aware of Ionuma Isao's family background.

This is a poor boy from the countryside of Hokkaido. He must have put in unimaginable sweat to get into this middle school... For such a diligent kid, there should be no problem with self-discipline and diligence.

He slept in class, maybe because he worked too much part-time...

The young female teacher quickly imagined the plot of a poor and handsome student working multiple jobs every day after school in order to attend school in Tokyo.

But in fact, Ionuma Isao was observing her absolute field.

However, the way he silently lowered his head seemed to the teacher to be a sign of strong apology and self-blame, just like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for punishment from his mother.

Ishida Reiko's heart suddenly softened, and her eyes were full of love: "Okay, Iinuma-san, don't blame yourself too much. Forget it this time, it won't be the same next time..."

"Ah~"

Ionuma Isao had to raise his head.

Even after saying this, when he looked down, it seemed there was no reason.

"Please work harder!" Reiko Ishida couldn't help but reached out and patted Ionuma Isao on the shoulder: "If you have any difficulties, you can come to the teacher, and the teacher will do everything possible to help you!"

Iinuma Isao's eyes lit up: "Can anything be done?"

The corners of Reiko Ishida's lips curled up slightly, and she laughed from the bottom of her heart: "Of course!"

She wore light makeup on her face, light eye shadow and pink lip gloss, full of mature charm of a working woman, but her expression was slightly natural, as if she was still a young girl who didn't understand the world at heart.

Looking at her face, Ionuma Isao said seriously: "Can I apply to create a club myself?"

Higashi Wuhe has a school rule that compulsorily joins clubs.

Ionuma Isao has long thought about creating his own club to play his own games.

Ishida Reiko smiled: "Of course it's possible, but you need to find three people together..."

"This is not a problem. It depends on whether the teacher approves it or not." Iinuma Isao continued to ask.

"The club instructor is my good friend, so there should be no problem..." As she spoke, Ishida Reiko winked at the students playfully, with a clear and innocent innocence in her eyes.

Just at this moment, a tall and beautiful woman passed by outside the office.

She has short hair, wheat-colored skin, and muscular limbs. She is a beautiful teacher in the physical education department.

"Miroko, come in." Reiko Ishida waved and called.

Xiaolin Luzi glanced at her best friend and walked in.

"This is your club instructor, Teacher Kobayashi." Reiko Ishida and Ionuma Isao introduced.

"Hello, Teacher Xiaolin." Ionuma Isao said hello obediently.

Teacher Xiao Lin nodded and asked, "Why did you ask me to come in?"

"My students are applying to create a club." Ishida Reiko openly used the back door here, "Look, if it's not against the rules, let him pass."