Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"How about we try changing Mob's demeanor first?"

With a slap of his hand, Gojo Satoru exclaimed excitedly.

Although Shigeo Kageyama is not his student, he is not his teacher now.

But he still put a lot of effort into it.

After all, compared to Megumi, who always had a stern face, Mob was much more interesting.

Mr. Fushiguro, who wishes to remain anonymous: Do you know how hard it has been for me to take care of Gojo Satoru all these years?

"Yes, I think so."

"Let's give it a try then."

The group huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.

While changing his clothes, Shigeo Kageyama felt an overwhelming longing for Ryouma.

Unfortunately, Luo Zhen was in class.

There's not much that can be done about it.

After all, Luo Zhen is a good student.

'I am bored.....'

With his chin resting on his hand, Luo Zhen stared blankly at the textbook on the table.

'I guess I'll just have to find an excuse to ask for leave.'

Good student Luo Zhen has wanted to ask for leave to go back to the research institute for who knows how many times today.

After all, there aren't many things like this that offer a chance to join in the fun.

During break time, Sakura Kono and Elena Rozen talked about something.

"Speaking of which, Hori from Class D seems to be getting quite close to a rather gloomy boy in their class."

It's not that I'm naturally fond of gossip or anything like that.

People in the student council were already quite familiar with Hori Kyoko.

Kono Sakura usually interacts with Hori Kyoko to some extent, which is why she noticed this kind of thing.

As for that gloomy boy, she didn't know much about him.

I just knew that there was such a student in their class.

"Really? That's quite unusual."

Elena said with a slight surprise.

She also had some impression of Hori Kyoko from Class D.

The main reason is that Yukino Yukinoshita is also in Class D, so sometimes you'll see her...

Well, actually she was quite surprised that someone could rival Yukino Yukinoshita in terms of magnanimity.

Even Eriri is stronger than these two.

Those two are truly a done deal, the kind of couple that makes people feel sad just looking at them.

"What's wrong with that? It's normal for everyone else to get in. I didn't even look down on you, you piece of trash."

Luo Zhen pouted and said with some disdain.

Elena is fine when she's normal, but ever since she joined the Service Club, she seems to have gradually let herself go.

She would occasionally stare at Yukino Yukinoshita and Eriri Sawamura with a strange, aunt-like smile.

Sometimes Luo Zhen even wanted to crack open her skull to see what was inside.

"Sometimes the things you say can really make people angry."

Taking a deep breath, Elena repeatedly reminded herself not to get angry.

Because she couldn't beat that bastard.

Otherwise, she would definitely hang that bastard up.

"I know."

Luo Zhenli said matter-of-factly.

He is aware of this himself, after all, many people have criticized him for this.

'A gloomy man?'

Aki Tomoya, who was sitting to Luo Zhen's right, overheard this sentence.

Although there are quite a few shady types of boys in this school, he could only think of one in Class D: Izumi Miyamura.

The other boys seemed to have some distance from darkness.

No, no, that won't happen.

Shaking his head, Aki Tomoya banished that unrealistic idea from his mind.

After all, in his view, Izumi Miyamura was the type of person who was a complete shut-in.

The other person could connect to some of the light novels and comics I mentioned, plus their gloomy appearance.

It's impossible for her to be associated with that kind of popular girl.

Impossible.

And at the same time——

"Ah!"

"What's wrong, Miyamura?"

Wearing her summer school uniform, Hori Kyoko looked at Miyamura Izumi with some concern and asked.

As the only boy in the class wearing long sleeves and a jacket, Miyamura Izumi was theoretically the least likely to catch a cold.

"I don't know, I just have a feeling that someone is talking badly about me."

"Rubbing my nose," said Miyamura Izumi.

His back unconsciously leaned against the wall, which seemed to warm him up.

"I see. Has anyone been talking badly about you...?"

Looking somewhat similar to Ritsu Iinaka, Yuki Yoshikawa thoughtfully rested her chin on her hand for a couple of seconds, as if she had understood something.

Then he slapped the innocent Ishikawa Toru on the back.

"Tou! Was this your doing?!"

"What does this have to do with me! I have a very good relationship with Miyamura!"

"Why are you so sure about me?"

Ishikawa Toru, with his short purple hair, said somewhat speechlessly.

His friendship with Izumi Miyamura is very strong.

"Because that's the kind of person you are, Toru."

"What you said really hurt me..."

"You two are actually quite similar..."

Watching the three bickering and joking around, Miyamura Izumi couldn't help but smile.

This kind of life is really good.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the glasses, hidden by long hair, vaguely reflected a tall, slender figure in sportswear.

Her icy blue eyes were fixed on what was behind Miyamura Izumi.

But in reality, that spot was empty.

"What are you doing? Your smile is so weird."

"Ah, sorry sorry."

Miyamura Izumi, regaining her senses, quickly waved her hand and said...

At the same time, he subconsciously shrank back.

I've been feeling a bit cool on my back since this morning.

Did you catch a cold last night?

Chapter 274 I Heard Your Wish

On their way home from school, Miyamura Izumi and Hori Kyoko walked towards the Hori family home as usual.

During this time, the Hori family had gotten used to Miyamura Izumi's presence.

Rather, it would be more accurate to say that if Miyamura Izumi didn't go, her family would be very upset.

The Hori family, from top to bottom, all adored Miyamura Izumi.

Both Hori Kyoko's father and mother were very satisfied with their future son-in-law.

After comparing her daughter to others, she even developed feelings of dislike towards her.

"By the way, you did sweat quite a bit today."

Seeing the beads of sweat on Miyamura Izumi's forehead, Hori Kyoko said with some surprise.

The temperature today isn't low, but it shouldn't be high enough to make you sweat, right?

Even when Izumi Miyamura was wearing long sleeves, this was the case.

"Ah, yes."

Miyamura Izumi raised her hand and wiped it, looking somewhat puzzled.

Although he usually acts like a weak and introverted guy, he is actually in pretty good physical condition.

However, they often evade testing in order to avoid exposing certain things.

The idea that one might experience night sweats due to a weak constitution is simply not true for him.

"To be honest, I've felt a chill down my back since this morning, and it's been like this all day."

Rubbing his shoulders, Miyamura Izumi said with some distress.

This feeling is not good.

It always gave him the feeling that something was behind it all.

"Huh? Do you have a cold? Are you alright?"

Hori Kyoko asked with some concern, reaching out to feel Miyamura Izumi's forehead.

"It's a bit cold, I guess I caught a cold."

"I do not know."

On the roadside, a man in a black tracksuit sat quietly on the wall, watching the two people leave.

From his perspective, an ugly monster was crawling on the boy's back, sucking his life force.

"Aren't you going to help, Yato?"

A girl with long blonde hair stood timidly next to Yato and asked.

This girl gives off an impression of being as delicate as a cherry blossom, yet unexpectedly full of vitality and energy.

To be precise, it's a divine artifact.

"Wait a little longer."

As Yato toyed with a stack of crudely made business cards in his hand, he said this.

As a deity, he cared deeply about the so-called 'fate'.

He and that boy haven't established enough of a connection yet.

But it's soon.