Real teaching is not about strength, it’s about me ruling the world!

If Kiri Ma Chuang doesn't notice you, then don't give it to him to express your refusal. After counting the points, you can transfer it to Kiri Ma Chuang.

You're so arrogant even asking someone to bring you breakfast!

What attitude?

Kirima Sou must take the initiative to ask her for help!

Da Da Da~

Thinking of this, Miki Yamamura quickly walked into the classroom through the front door.

Looking down from the podium, Class A has 40 people in five rows and eight columns, with a total of four aisles.

And she sat in the last row of the first column.

Logically speaking, it is most convenient to enter from the back door, and the first aisle is the closest when entering from the front door.

however,

Miki Yamamura inexplicably chose the second aisle and walked towards Kirima Sou, silently praying in her heart:

"Please beg me, please beg me. If you don't beg me, you will go hungry today~"

As soon as I came to Kirima Sou's side, I heard his calm voice:

"What did you bring?"

"Chicken cutlet sandwich and green tea."

Miki Yamamura gently placed the shopping bag on the table. Only then did everyone notice her presence, but they only took a glance at her.

"It would be better to come early tomorrow."

Qijianchuang opened the sandwich packaging and frowned again.

"Also, in the morning, I prefer to drink milk. Don't forget it next time."

"Oh..."

Miki Yamamura walked back to her seat silently with her head down, hung her schoolbag aside, held her little head in her hands, and stepped lightly on the floor with her little feet.

She stamped her feet in anger, and said in her heart:

"What the hell, Miki, you big idiot, aren't you being manipulated by him again? And what about you liking milk? I don't care what you like to drink!"

“Ahhh~ I’m so angry!”

"I'm such a loser..."

however,

No one around could detect her resentment.

At most, I would just look at her occasionally and sigh, "Oh, so you are here," and then continue chatting with friends.

Miki Yamamura pouted secretly and lay on the table like an idle fish.

I couldn't help but glance at the hateful back of Kirima Sou in front of me on the left. Seeing him finish a sandwich in a few bites, I sighed:

One sandwich is not enough for a boy.

Thinking of this, Yamamura Miki suddenly realized, why should I care whether it is enough or not?

Like a little stupid pig, I can't eat you to death.

A little bit~

Miki Yamamura stuck out her tongue fiercely at Masato's back.

Chapter 9 You are not even as good as Sakayanagi, Sakayanagi: ???

First day of class.

Most teachers just explain their respective teaching principles.

The only thing that makes students feel a little different.

The teachers here have a more relaxed atmosphere and seem more cheerful and friendly. They are not like the teachers in junior high school who have stern faces and never suddenly knock on the blackboard.

There are reminders of the trauma, plus some people's personal speculations.

Everyone is roughly aware of this.

Personal performance may affect next month's points!

Therefore, all the students listened attentively to the lectures, and even frowned and studied hard when facing subjects they were not good at.

And this knowledge,

Qijian Chuang had basically learned all the knowledge, so he just reviewed it briefly and then went to read his favorite books.

after class.

A boy came to the desk in front of Kirima Hajime and patted the classmate on the shoulder:

"Sanada-san, excuse me, I have something I want to discuss with Kirima-san. Could you lend me your seat?"

"Oh? Hashimoto-san? Sure."

"Sorry, lunch will be my treat later."

"It's just a small matter, no need to be so polite."

Hearing his own name, Kirima Sou finally looked up.

A frivolous blond man with slicked-back hair appeared in front of him. He raised his palm and made an apologetic expression to Sanada ** at the table in front of him.

The fact that he could easily get the seat at the front table to be vacated shows the strength of Masayoshi Hashimoto.

Regardless of class status, social skills, or some kind of transaction, being able to get a classmate you've just met for one day to give you face is a kind of strength in itself.

"Ah~ Kirima-san."

Hashimoto Masayoshi sat astride his seat and smiled at Kirima Sou.

"You're truly amazing! Both your speculation yesterday and your final self-introduction were so unique. Thanks to your speculation, today was arguably the most disciplined class I've ever had in my life."

"Ah..."

Kamuro Masumi on the side sneered.

With the quality of Class A.

Even if there were no speculation from Kirima Sou and no points, they would not relax themselves, but it is impossible to say that Kirima Sou had no contribution at all.

Because it might be related to next month's points, this was indeed the class with the best classroom discipline she had ever taken, which did not change the suspicion that Hashimoto Masayoshi was just flattering.

In short, she doesn't like such frivolous guys.

So what about Kirima Hajime? I'm afraid he would be dizzy with such hype, right?

Masumi Kamuro held her cheek with her right hand and took a secret glance.

Kirima Sou was looking at Hashimoto Masayoshi in front of him calmly, or more like glaring at him.

anyway.

Masumi Kamuro always felt that Kirima Hajime's eyes were a little subtle.

It's like a deep pool of water, calm and peaceful, nothing special. It's normal, but it feels like Kirima Sou is always glaring at people, which makes people feel inexplicably scared.

"Ah, sorry."

Hashimoto Masayoshi was also a little uncomfortable being looked at, but he felt that there was nothing wrong, so he spread his hands and continued:

"I almost forgot. You didn't stay to introduce yourself yesterday, Kirima-san. You probably don't know my name yet. My name is Hashimoto Masayoshi. I was on the soccer club in junior high. I haven't decided whether to join high school yet, so if you have any activities, feel free to contact me. I'm always welcome."

"..."

Mikiri Masaru still didn't respond. Hashimoto Masayoshi shielded his face with his right hand and lowered his voice to jokingly say:

"Kirima-san, are you interested in that... Yamamura girl? Don't worry, I'm not interested in her. I just wanted to say that if there's anything I can help you with, I can help you."

"Um..."

Kirima Hajime looked at him deeply, pinched his chin, and examined the guy in front of him before speaking:

"Let's not talk about this topic for now. After listening to my analysis and self-introduction yesterday, don't you think I'm a weirdo?"

So you are self-aware... Masumi Kamuro rolled his eyes.

"Hmm... it would be a lie to say there isn't one. It's indeed a bit strange."

Hashimoto Masayoshi spread his hands and sighed, "On the other hand, it's very courageous of you to do that in front of everyone. I personally think it's quite impressive. At least I definitely can't do it."

"So you can appreciate my performance..."

"of course."

"You are lying."

Kirima Hajime denied his statement without hesitation:

"The only person who can barely resonate with me is that weirdo Morishita Lan, not you!"

Da da da.

At this moment, Morishita Lan came around to the two of them.

She supported herself with her left foot, kicked her right leg back, and stretched her slender right hand forward.

"Morishita Lan appears~"

Morishita Ai maintained a ballet-like arabesque posture and looked back at Kirima Sou:

"I'm not a weirdo, Kirima Hajime is the weirdo! What are you and Hashimoto Masayoshi doing?"

"..."

You two are weird.

Masumi Kamuro on the side complained inwardly, while Arisu Sakayanagi and some people from Class A behind him were watching the scene with an expression of watching a show.

Yesterday, after Qijian Chuang left, everyone introduced themselves.

This guy named Morishita Ai calls everyone by their first name. Now he hangs out with Kirima Hajime. It's quite interesting to watch these two weirdos perform.

"He's trying to please me."

Ignoring Hashimoto Masayoshi's stiff expression, Kirima Sou scrutinized the man before him, chin in hand.

"From a normal person's perspective, they would think I'm a weirdo and that I should be avoided as much as possible or suppressed and bullied."

"There are generally only three types of people who are likely to come into contact with me."

"There are weirdos like Morishita Ai, kindhearted people with a strong sense of justice, and those with ulterior motives, like Sakayanagi behind me."

"And you..."

Before Morishita Ai and Sakayanagi Arisu behind him could complain, Kirima Hajime said calmly:

"He's obviously not a weirdo. He just made some insulting remarks about women, so he can't be a completely kind person..."

"Insulting women and stuff..."

"Don't be nervous."

Before Hashimoto Masayoshi could explain, Kirima Hajime thought about it and revised his statement:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with this. I actually like women myself and I enjoy playing with them, especially beautiful ones. If you mind, I'll modify my previous remarks. It's not really insulting women. At most, your words were frivolous, but the consequences won't change. You're definitely not a kind person..."

"Uh..."

This statement came out.

Not only Hashimoto Masayoshi looked stunned, but everyone in Class A who had just been chatting quietly looked over here in astonishment.

Damn, that's awesome.

In today's society, he dares to say such things openly. How brave is this person, Kiriyama Chuang?

In any case, this time I have definitely completely lost the right to choose my spouse on campus.

Even Kamuro Masumi next to her and Sakayanagi Arisu behind her frowned slightly. As women, they also felt insulted.

Miki Yamamura at the back was trembling with fear.