Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Unexpectedly, the goal of tempering their arrogance was achieved.

But after being brutally beaten by Wu Bianzao, Wu Lei'an became withdrawn and isolated for a long time.

I only recently recovered.

Then they headed straight for the Chiba base.

Even Grandpa Wu Huili couldn't persuade him.

The only option was to contact Wu Yacha, who was working part-time here, and ask her to keep an eye on things for a while.

Wu Yacha thought for a moment and realized that she, a weak woman, didn't seem to have any good solutions.

Then he relayed this information to Luo Zhen.

That's why Luo Zhen went out to find Wu Lei'an in the middle of the night earlier.

Wu Lei'an's gaze lingered on Tojo Nozomi for a few seconds before he silently looked away.

He had a strange feeling about this person.

He was clearly very weak, both physically and mentally.

But there was a vague sense of danger.

This feeling is faint, but it is real.

In a daze, Wu Lei'an seemed to see a giant dragon roaring in the flames.

Shake your head vigorously to clear your mind, and the scene immediately vanishes without a trace, as if it had never existed.

With a frown, Wu Lei'an seemed to have guessed something.

After giving Tojo Nozomi a long look, he threw himself back into training.

Although he wanted to call himself a lucky guy, upon closer reflection, he realized that his privileged status was due to his being a member of the Wu clan.

They have no right to say these things.

Tojo Nozomi stiffened when Wu Lei'an glanced at her, only relaxing slowly after he looked away.

She had a premonition that if a conflict had actually occurred, she might have been dealt with before she could even take out her watch.

Taking a deep breath, Nozomi Tojo turned and left without saying a word.

There isn't much time left for her.

Although we don't know what will happen at the performance, or what the purpose of that "decade" is.

But she knew what she needed to do.

Strive to become stronger and improve yourself.

Garuda.

"What's wrong, Xi?"

"Could you please train with me during this time?"

"no problem."

Wu Jialouluo readily agreed to Tojo Nozomi's request.

As a descendant of the Wu clan, Wu Garuda will not refuse to fight.

Chapter 885, Section 906: My Homelander: I've Thought of Something Happy

"So, there's nothing more to do after Senior Luo Zhen."

Standing downstairs in his building, Narumi looked at Luo Zhen with envy and said.

The exams for senior high school students have ended.

Normally, this should be the start of a holiday.

However, due to the special circumstances this year, students from Zongwu High School may have to go back to school again to collect their graduation certificates.

Of course, that's what they say, but in reality it's no different from a holiday.

As a junior high school student, Ming Piaoliang will have to wait a few more days before her vacation begins.

"More or less, I might go check out the performance venue later."

"Hiratsuka-sensei said that he might ask me to help out when the time comes."

"I feel a little bad because I've been troubling Hiratsuka-sensei all along."

Although Luo Zhen does not need to guarantee attendance to meet the graduation requirements.

Normally, someone like him who frequently skips class will inevitably face some gossip and be isolated within the class.

As the homeroom teacher, Shizuka Hiratsuka has always made great efforts to control the atmosphere in her class.

So far, there has been no case of school bullying in the classes managed by Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Of course, this is all Hiratsuka Shizuka can do; she can't do anything like isolate people.

In Japanese schools, there's not much teachers can do in this situation.

It's not that they don't have the right, but rashly intervening might make things worse.

What was originally just simple encouragement could turn into school bullying.

In the end, not only did he fail to resolve the problem, he also got himself into a lot of trouble.

Sometimes it's better to pretend you don't see it.

Luo Zhen's previous math teacher was like that.

As long as it's not too outrageous, he can't be bothered to care what happens blatantly in class.

It doesn't matter if you're sleeping.

Just don't disturb him during class.

As a middle-aged man with a family, he really didn't want to get involved in any troublesome matters.

She was already exhausted just maintaining her own family, so she didn't have the leisure to care about these other things.

"I want to see the performance!"

Clenching his fist, Mei Piaoliang said with great interest.

She had been looking forward to μ's' performance for a long time.

There are many similar idol groups on the market now, but Narumi Ryou is not very interested in any of them.

Even the Backstreet Girls, who were incredibly popular before, evoked a strange sense of aversion at first glance.

Moreover, Mei-Hyo-Ryou had previously heard snippets about the Backstreet Girls from her father.

The gist of it is that the company behind it has many problems, but there is no concrete evidence yet so it's not feasible to take action.

She stumbled upon μ's, a group of high school girls, online by chance.

To be honest, there was no love at first sight or anything like that.

I just really like this group after watching a lot of videos about μ's.

In addition, some classmates at Otonokizaka Academy revealed information about μ's' original purpose and the story of how the group worked together.

Honestly, it's hard not to like her.

Of course, it's also fortunate that the Otonokizaka Academy administration has been working hard to control the situation.

Otherwise, those guys who would do anything for popularity would really be rushing onto campus every day to dig up trending topics and write all sorts of messy news.

This might not matter to celebrities, but it is obviously very difficult for several high school girls to accept.

Narumi Ryou isn't a fan of celebrities; she just has a good impression of them.

If there's a performance, I'd be very happy to go see it.

It just so happened that her exams were over when the two schools were having their performance, so she had plenty of time to play.

Anyway, that idiot dad will definitely have to work overtime.

Let's take Mom to see it together then.

Ming Piaoliang thought to himself.

"Okay."

Luo Zhen said with a smile, as if he had thought of something and reached behind his back to grope around.

Then he took out a few photos.

"Here, take this. It's a signed photo of a few members of μ's."

Because Naruhira had mentioned this before, Ryouma later asked Tojo Nozomi to get him a few autographed photos.

There are groups of μ's as a whole, and groups of individuals.

"Ah, thank you, Senior Luo Zhen!"

Like a child who has received a beloved toy, Naruhira excitedly took the photo from Roshin's hand.

Then he thanked Luo Zhen very solemnly.

After all, she's only fourteen or fifteen years old, and it's quite normal for girls her age to be fans of celebrities.

A bird like the Mingpiaoliang is already considered quite good.

At least I'm not overly enthusiastic, and the celebrities I follow aren't exactly disgraced artists.

They're much better than those crazy people who chase after celebrities to the point of losing their minds.

"You're welcome."

As they spoke, the two arrived at their front door. Luo Zhen opened his door and said with a smile.

After glancing at the tightly closed door next door out of the corner of his eye, Luo Zhen returned to his own home.

Before the summer vacation, Aki Tomoya was shouting in the classroom, saying that he was going to make the game this summer vacation so that everyone could play it before school started.

In response, those who had been invited by Aki Tomoya to review the game all gave an awkward but polite smile.

Is there really a need for this kind of game to exist?

Aki Tomoya seems to have stayed home for the past few days.

I order takeout by phone every day.

That's good, if I don't go out, I probably won't get involved in any weird things... maybe?

Luo Zhen is really too lazy to deal with this guy now.

Let him play by himself.

I have other things to deal with right now and don't have time to deal with this guy.

Another world—

"It's almost time to go back."

"This world has lost its meaning."

On the rooftop, where the wind howled, a figure in a tight-fitting outfit stood with his back to the moonlight.

The shadows cast on the ground were stretched very long.

The sharp blade in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Looking down at his palm, the figure murmured to himself.

Call ~

A cold wind blew.

The figure suddenly shivered.

"Ugh, it's freezing! Why do all those idiots like to show off on the rooftop?!"

The moment he opened his mouth, the previous illusion of mystery and power shattered completely.

Rubbing his arms, Deadpool tried to elevate himself.