I won't be a loser.

"......"

After a moment's silence, the wise man found the story somewhat interesting. At least, it was written with much more care than the one above - it had more words.

delete.

The rest are promotional emails about some websites. There is not much content. At least compared with the two fraudulent emails above, they are relatively sincere.

delete.

He casually threw his phone to his side. Just as it slipped from his hand, he remembered that his phone seemed to be a little low on battery. He turned his head to look at the phone that fell next to his pillow, picked it up, silently picked up the charging cable beside it, and plugged his phone into the power supply...

Looking at the young and beautiful high school girl walking in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but drop slightly downwards. Looking at the combination of black stockings and short skirt, it was probably the only scenery that could entertain him when he went to school every day.

It’s a pity that there are not many good-looking legs. Most of them are well-proportioned from top to bottom, like a pillar, which is not interesting at all and makes the wise man lose interest.

"Good morning, sage."

"Ah, it's Hideyoshi. You're wearing a normal boys' school uniform today."

"I wear the boys' school uniform properly every day!"

"So have you ever considered trying out the girls' school uniform?"

"No, I won't wear girls' clothes unless it's absolutely necessary."

"So, if our class holds a maid cafe during the school festival, will you wear a maid outfit, Hideyoshi?"

"......"

Looking at the wise man beside him, Hideyoshi didn't want to pay much attention to him, but in the blink of an eye, an interesting idea emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help but answer with a smile.

"If you, Kento, can wear a maid outfit with me, that's not impossible. Compared to Yuuji and Akihisa, you're also looking forward to it, right?"

If those two knew about this, they might actually make him wear a maid outfit.

"It's my fault. I was wrong. I'm sorry. I'll do it again next time."

He apologized decisively because he didn't want Yuji Sakamoto and Akihisa Yoshii to hear what happened.

Listening to the wise man's apology, Hideyoshi always felt that something seemed to be wrong.

He entered the classroom and sat down in his seat. Ever since the incident with Yoshida Saki, Xianren would check his desk almost every day to avoid social death.

He lowered his head and just glanced at it when he saw a hint of soft white appear in his eyes. He thought it was nothing, so he just glanced at it and subconsciously withdrew his gaze. But in the instant, his nerves reacted again, and he looked at his desk.

A pair of pure white silk stockings that looked soft and cottony, lying quietly on his desk...

- - - -

Strictly speaking, I am not a foot fetishist, I just like to see cute and beautiful stockings worn on beautiful legs.

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When he reached out his hand and touched it, the silky and delicate touch could assure Xianren that this was not an illusion. When he stared at it, he found that there was a small pink card next to the pair of white stockings. He took it out and saw what was written on it.

"A gift for Miyamizu-kun."

Xianren admitted that he had a small fetish for stockings, but he never thought of exposing his fetish to others.

If the students in the class saw this, their life would be over.

He silently put the card back on the table, held the ball of stockings tightly in his hand, and stuffed it into his schoolbag at a normal but quick speed. Xianren put the schoolbag back in its place and fell into deep thought.

Looking at the previous photos and the stockings this time, I didn’t really want to pay attention to the other person, but I felt that if I continued like this, I would experience another crisis of social death.

'Not many people know about my fetish. Probably only Setsuna and Sayuri have some knowledge of it. As for the others, they probably don't know. Also, probably only the person who has been following me knows about it.'

The other party followed him and took many photos of him. It was not surprising to know his interest in this area from his daily schedule.

But there is only one question now, who is the person following him?

The wise man sat in his seat, bewildered, screening one suspicious person after another in his mind. Only when the classroom was full and class began did he pause his thoughts on this question and focus as much as possible on the course...

"What kind of person do you think would be able to follow someone?"

When he was with Futaba Rio, Xianren looked at the girl in front of him wearing a pure white lab coat and slowly asked the doubts in his heart.

He didn't have any thoughts before, but now looking at the pure white lab coat on the girl in front of him, he always felt that it looked a bit like pure white stockings. His eyes lingered on the lab coat worn by Futaba Rio, and he felt that his brain was a little abnormal, and sighed softly.

The sigh was not loud, but it was very clear in the quiet laboratory, causing Futaba Rio, who was making coffee, to slowly raise her head and glance at the wise man in front of her.

"Maybe it's for the thrill? But I'm sure that if you follow someone, you'll definitely be punished if you're caught. I don't recommend you do that."

Glancing at the boy in front of her, Futaba Rio felt that he would not do such a thing, but she could not guarantee it. She wondered whether Xianren would do something illegal in pursuit of excitement. She simply reminded him in a gentle voice.

"It's not me, but it can't be said that it has nothing to do with me. A while ago, I suddenly received some photos. I don't know who it was, but they were following me without my knowledge. They took pictures of me and put them in my shoe cabinet and on my desk."

Rio Futaba slowly picked up the beaker in front of her and took a sip of the coffee inside, but her eyes were fixed on the wise man in front of her through her clear glasses, observing the expression on his face.

Looking at the change in Kento's expression, Futaba Rio, who confirmed that he was not joking, was also a little surprised and unexpected. She never thought that Kento was experiencing these things without her knowledge, and she began to feel a little concerned in her heart.

"Is there anyone you suspect?"

"No, if there was a suspect, I wouldn't be so troubled."

"Let me make it clear upfront that I live between the school lab and my home every day, and I don't track your time and interests."

Raising her eyelids and blinking her curled eyelashes, Futaba Rio took the initiative to express her attitude.

"I can tell you wouldn't be the type to do something like that. Furthermore, judging by the 'gift' you received today, you don't meet the requirements."

"What 'gift'?"

She took out a ball of pure white fabric from her pocket and placed it on the experimental table. Futaba Rio looked at the ball of silky pure white fabric, then turned her gaze to Xianren, looking at his hand that had just held the ball of fabric, and was silent for a moment.

"Don't look at me with such a weird look. If I don't carry it with me, it will easily cause trouble if I leave it in the classroom, right?"

"Although I know it very well, I still feel that carrying it with you like this is a bit..."

Resisting her impulse, Futaba Rio did not say the word "disgusting" out loud. She was worried that it would hurt Xianren's feelings, even though she knew that he was not someone who would be easily hurt.

"They seem a little thin and slightly... petite. Compared to most one-size-fits-all options, this pair runs a bit small."

"......"

Futaba Rio didn't say anything, but just looked quietly at the wise man who gave the analysis.

"The look in your eyes right now... is a little hurtful."

"No, I'm just a little surprised that you know so much about this."

"I have a sister."

"Ah."

Looking at Futaba Rio who just nodded slightly but said nothing, Kento wanted to explain, but the words were choked back when they reached his lips. He felt that no matter how much he explained, the other party would probably remain suspicious.

"Then, let's continue the topic of the suspect."

"Ah."

Rio Futaba likes knee-high socks, also called below-the-knee socks, which are basically thick socks that don't go above the knees. Kento has never seen her wearing stockings, so she is basically no longer in Kento's range of suspicion. Perhaps if Rio Futaba wears stockings one day, it would be worth his slight suspicion.

They talked about a lot of things with each other, and told her some of the content and angles of the photos, but because they were all placed in the apartment, Futaba Rio did not see them with her own eyes, which hindered the progress of their reasoning.

"Tomorrow, when you get those photos, we'll continue analyzing them. It's almost time, and our lunch break will be over soon."

When the lunch break was about to end, Futaba Rio reminded Kento, who was immersed in thought, and Kento came back to his senses. He agreed with Futaba Rio to continue tomorrow and leave the stockings in her laboratory. Then Kento left the laboratory and headed towards the classroom.

When Kento left the laboratory, Futaba Rio, who had turned into a human again, watched Kento's back disappear at the door. She lowered her eyes under her glasses and looked at the white silk on the laboratory table. She was silent for a moment, picked it up, and put it into the pocket of her lab coat.

If it was left in the laboratory and seen by others, it would probably be a troublesome thing. In addition, Kento forgot to take it away, so Futaba Rio could only temporarily put it away for Kento.

"Does this mean you like white silk?"

I couldn't help but speculate in my heart, why did the other party give this to the wise man? Since he was following the wise man, it means that the other party knew the wise man's preferences, right?

'White silk...'

Standing alone in the laboratory, Futaba Rio gradually lowered her head, and the expression on her face was a little uncertain for a moment, as if she was making some difficult choice.

He didn't know what Futaba Rio was thinking after he left. When Xianren arrived at the classroom, he recalled the white stockings he left in the laboratory. It was intentional or unintentional, so he put them on himself casually, but it always seemed a little inappropriate. It would be more convenient to leave them in the laboratory and with Futaba Rio.

The other person is a girl, so it is normal for her to have an extra pair of white stockings for replacement, but for him as a boy, it is obviously not right.

Even though silk stockings were first invented and worn by men, the current era is different from the past. He is not an aristocrat, and tying white silk around himself is just asking for trouble...

After school, Xianren was walking home very slowly, and I wondered if that person was following him.

He wanted to look back to see the other person's identity, but he was worried about disturbing the other person and making him alert. That would put him in a disadvantageous position. So, even though he was full of concern at this moment, he could only pretend nothing happened.

He walked all the way back to his apartment, but couldn't help but look back, but saw nothing. He quietly entered his room and closed the door. Xianren took off his school uniform and hung it on the hanger, then walked to the edge of the bed and fell down on it.

Not long after he lay down, he sat up, walked to his desk, and took a look at the photos in his drawer that he had carefully stored away.

He looked down at the photos in his hands for a long time, then put them all into his schoolbag. He would show them to Futaba Rio tomorrow, but he didn't know if she could see anything.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down at the desk, the wise man took out the manuscript and continued writing...

"Although I have been forgiven and redeemed by the angels, I am not allowed to appear in the sunlight, and I have lost my name and can only hide in the dark world. Who can save me?"

The progress is gradually catching up, but I don't know how many sages I should write. Now I just treat it as a job. Facing the manuscript that I can no longer see the end of, I was silent for a moment and put it in the drawer.

The next day, I came to school. Under the bright blue sky, Xianren, who was sitting by the window, kept glancing out the window at the clear sky, and was distracted from time to time. After a moment, he silently looked at the teacher standing at the podium, a little absent-minded.

"Although it may sound like an excuse, I really am not in the mood to listen to the class right now. Deep down, I am more concerned about the other person's identity."

"I don't know much about photography, but from these photos, even an ordinary person can tell that the photography techniques are very professional. It's not a level that ordinary people can achieve. Moreover, the clarity of these photos is also very high. It's not something that can be taken with ordinary equipment, right?"

Xianren looked down at the photos, and after hearing what Futaba Rio said, an expression of realization appeared on his face.

"The level of filming was indeed very high, so I didn't really care about the person filming and following me. If it were a more private photo, I might have considered calling the police."

"......"

Futaba Rio was speechless. Just because the other party's photography skills are high and they took beautiful photos of you, you won't pursue the other party's illegal behavior?

It's really yours.

She stared at the wise man in front of her for a moment, then looked at the photos in her hands. Futaba Rio stared at the photos, squinted her eyes, and looked at them for a long time, but still couldn't find anything special.

"I'm not very good at this. Perhaps professionals can see the special features of these photos. My suggestion is to go and ask the photographers."

"Is there a photography club in Toyonosaki?"

"I don't know."

Futaba Rio answered without even thinking, without the slightest hesitation.

"I don't pay much attention to anything other than physics."

"Then I have to ask other people to see if they know anything about this. The only clue I have is that the other party is good at photography."

"And the other party's photography equipment is also very expensive."

"......"

The wise man was speechless for a moment and nodded.

"Then add this to the list, and then look back to see what kind of equipment is more expensive, and then see who in this school has it."

"Want my help?"

"No, if you see anyone with a camera, you can tell me."

"Ah."

After a conversation with Futaba Rio, Kento got some clues. After returning to the classroom, he went to find Hinami Aoi, who was good at dealing with interpersonal relationships and knew many people.

When the wise man came to visit her, Hinami Aoi was a little surprised, but after hearing the questions the wise man asked, she was a little surprised.

"A photography club?"

"Well, are there any photography clubs in Toyonosaki?"

"Well...when I browsed the clubs earlier, there didn't seem to be any relevant clubs."

"There's none?"

"No... But it seems that there are some."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Xianren couldn't help but frowned, wondering why she was standing there.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't know why you're asking this, but regarding photography, when I was visiting the clubs earlier, there was an astronomy club, and I saw a large piece of astronomical photography equipment."