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"...Sakuba-sensei."

Seeing the female driver in the Toyota, Mochizuki looked helpless:

"I have a flat tire."

"...Puncture?"

"Yes, I just cycled up the mountain. I was walking on a small path. I thought it might have been punctured at that time. I just couldn't ride the bicycle as soon as I got off the mountain."

"...Cycling to the deep mountains and old forests, where are you leaving Tarzan?"

Sakuraba Risa couldn't help but frown slightly:

"You just ran away so fast just for a ride. You kid is really... Forget it, bring the mountain bike over here, and I'll transport it to the nearest bike shop with you."

..........

After all, they are all loyal believers of the Pocky sect, and Mochizuki sat in Teacher Sakuraba's passenger seat quite skillfully, fastened his seat belt, and was ready to go.

"...So, it's time for your bike to be replaced, right?"

Like an old mother, Sakuraba Risa was also nagging at this moment:

"If you ride around all day long, you should be kind to yourself - I see that your little bike has been ridden for a few years and the paint is starting to peel off. It looks like the parts are loose. Don't be so frugal."

"No, actually not changing your car doesn't mean you are saving money."

Mochizuki waved his hand gently and said:

"Mainly because I'm lazy."

"...Why do you speak so confidently?"

"I thought teachers preferred honest children."

Mochizuki opened the car window to get some air:

"I see, I understand: the teacher thinks students who are more naughty and lively are more lovable, and they pursue the excitement of life more than the ordinary ones——"

"....Don't add these weird settings to me."

Risa Sakuraba, a woman from an authentic small town in Toyama Prefecture who had hardly left Toyama Prefecture since she was a child, couldn't help but sigh softly at this moment:

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. There is a bicycle shop in front of you. Take off the mountain bike on the roof and push it over to the master to repair the tire... By the way, do you have any money? Don't come there It caused embarrassment when the transportation was detained there——"

"Don't worry, Sakuraba-sensei."

As Mochizuki spoke, he waved a few Fukuzawa Yukichi:

“My financial status is quite impressive.”

"That's good...after all, if you go to work because you are short of money, I am afraid that you will be abducted by others."

"What? Am I such a fragile and taciturn person in the eyes of the teacher?"

"I care about you..."

After gently poking Mochizuki's head, he parked the car. Sakuraba Risa also got out of the car and followed the boy to take off the small mountain bike attached to the car.

Watching Mochizuki pushing his bicycle towards the bicycle shop step by step, and waving goodbye to him, Risa Sakuraba seemed relieved and slowly left here in a Toyota sedan produced in 10 years.

At this moment, the street scene of the town changed again.

The scope of the glow slowly narrowed, and the color gradually became lighter. Purple-red turned into crimson, crimson turned into pink, and finally disappeared.

The sky has shown a deep and mysterious darkness, and the pure white softness floating in the sky is gradually becoming a little darker at this moment——

It's getting dark soon.

Looking at the gradually darkening surroundings, thinking of the very difficult-to-understand Mochizuki Ri, the woman bit her pocky and couldn't help but reveal a smile.

With a clicking sound, Risa Sakuraba gently turned on the car music, listening to the music that Sloth Fish had created in the past, and her voice also sounded quite emotional:

"...It's still the same as before. Just like his music, it's completely unpredictable——"

"But...it doesn't matter anymore."

Not caring at all whether he could see Mochizuki's whole face clearly, Sakuraba-sensei just smiled:

“That’s just the case, it’s not bad.”

"It's been a year since high school. Please give me your guidance in the days to come - Mr. Sloth Fish."

The car drove slowly by, crushing the moonlight shadow.

On the other side of Toyama Prefecture.

The boy who had finally repaired his tire was riding his mountain bike carefully, his freedom and ease completely gone.

The flat tire incident was a nightmare for all high school students. Mochizuki finally learned to keep his tail between his legs and no longer dared to squander his surging passion. He rode a mountain bike up an unknown hill with just his passion——

Looking up, it was getting dark.

Thinking that it was impossible to buy anything good at the supermarket at this time, the young man had a lot of thoughts.

"Could it be that...we're trying to make ends meet again?"

A child always thinks of his mother when he is hungry, and the face of a girl in a wheelchair appears in the back of Mochizuki's mind.

Then, a smile appeared on his lips.

"I can see it."

ps: 3k!There will be an update in the afternoon!

17. Nine Ship Jump Master

The high school that Mochizuki attends is "Momoyamaen", the best high school in town. There are classes five days a week, and the total class hours are not many. After 5 o'clock, it is time for club activities.

Because it is a high school in a small town, the management of Momoyama Garden is not very stressful, so there are no messy school rules. Not only can you dye your hair or grow it long, but no one will bother you when you use your mobile phone during class, and there will be no one to take notes on an iPad. Said that the relaxed environment is like paradise on earth.

It is precisely because of this that a young man can go home so coolly and play his own music, draw cartoons with a kindergarten style, and think about how to make the semi-finished products he bought in the supermarket taste like a Michelin-starred restaurant, on the Internet Gallop on the battlefield and dominate the world.

Yes... Mochizuki's style of painting is very different from that of ordinary high school students. He is often found out in campus activities on weekdays. There are quite a few classmates who have not spoken even half a sentence to him, and almost all of them are happy. Chengdu city legend.

Logically speaking, in a Japanese high school environment, such a withdrawn boy would definitely be classified as one of the three types of weirdos, and would be severely bullied by the real ones and the fake ones——

However, Mochizuki was not treated like this.

And this is all thanks to his good brother since childhood, Yu Tsukawa, who is currently in the ranks.

Completely different from Mochizuki, Yu Tsugawa is a famous forward of the football team in the school. He has excellent sports skills and cheerful personality. He is also one of the top upper castes in high school. Although his grades are mediocre, he often skips classes and goes to the game arcade to play King of Fighters on weekdays. , but the head of the football department still relied on his confident and unrestrained on-field authority and his approachable and respectful personality to become the idol of countless teenagers and girls.

Tsugawa Yuu has no shortage of friends, and he also trains frequently on weekdays - but occasionally during his free lunch time, the football forward will still miss the time to have dinner with the football team, and will occasionally sit in the class and talk to Mochizuki. Chat:

"...are you still eating alone today?"

"Realistically speaking, yes."

Nodding slightly, Mochizuki opened the lunch box and ate the semi-finished pickled eel that he carefully made:

"However, if we look at it from another dimension, I am chatting with my brand new fantasy friend 'Invincible Player α' and 'So-So-kun', so there is no need to worry about whether I am too lonely."

"...Why do I feel like your words are becoming more and more radio-sensitive."

Frowning his eyebrows slightly, Yu Tsugawa's expression also showed some embarrassment:

"It's true - why do I feel that the older you get, the weaker your facial expressions and emotions become... You were obviously not so withdrawn when you were a child."

"You're wrong. When I was a kid, I used to hide at home and play wiiu."

While waving his hands, he denied the words of his good brother Tsukawa Yu:

"Have you forgotten? When you were a kid, you often played with Carriage 8 at my house."

"Oh, that's right!"

As if recalling something interesting, the boy's eyebrows also shone quite brightly:

"I remembered - you were incompetent at games when you were a child. You could only beat me once or twice by playing horse-drawn carriages for an entire afternoon!"

"...Do you have to uncover such an ancient thing?"

As if somewhat speechless, the gloomy young man couldn't help but shook his head slightly:

"It seems that your impression of me is still very old... No wonder, after all, you rarely play games with me after high school, and you have no idea that I have now become a game master."

"Is there still this?"

"That's right. Do you remember Kurihara, the best player in our school's Super Smash Bros.? Some time ago, I was playing Super Smash Bros. with her, and she was sent flying out of the field by my hand. She flew for almost half a minute and couldn't come back. In the end, I had to shed tears of regret and ask for my guidance.”

Without blinking, she casually made up a lie, and Mochizuki stabbed her mother who lived next door to her in the back without any expression, looking like a rebellious bad boy.

"...You're not joking, are you?"

Jinchuan Yu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Are you really that good?"

"That's right - if you don't believe me, just ask Kurihara-san."

"Don't make trouble... I'm not familiar with Kurihara-san, I've never even met him, so why should I ask?"

Gently scratching his head, Tsugawa Yu's eyebrows turned slightly:

"But then again... Ah Li, Kurihara-san should be one of the few friends of the opposite sex you have, right?"

".......Um."

"Speaking of which, there are actually many female classmates who are interested in you, such as Hanada-san from the baseball club next door, and several female players on our football team... How about, as long as you speak, I will definitely serve as your top wingman and help you start a copy of the decadent youth romantic comedy——"

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Mochizuki waved his hands expressionlessly, his voice as usual:

"I'm busy with work, and I have to practice my cooking skills recently - you have also seen the comments under my YouTube video. They are simply harsh and unbearable. I didn't expect them to comment on my cooking skills like this. They are blind and blind. No. Know how to appreciate.”

After saying this, the gloomy young man rubbed his hair, and there was a hint of displeasure in his voice:

"Isn't it just that I don't know how to cut vegetables, I can only use scissors to cut meat, I like to add spices randomly, I put paper on the plates because I am lazy and don't wash the dishes, and I throw the food into the frying pan without defrosting it? Why do you judge me like this?" "

"...Well, although it's disappointing to say this, but just listening to your description, I think you really don't know how to cook."

As a friend since childhood, Yu Tsugawa openly expressed his true thoughts about Mochizuki:

"If it doesn't work out, just join the cooking club. Watching you, the reincarnation of Hohenheim, cook is like watching alchemy. Not only is it abstract, but it's also a headache."

"...Are you here to laugh at me?"

"You're wrong, I'm telling the truth."

"...I'm sad."

Seeing his good brother's honest response, Mochizuki could only sigh deeply and said:

"....So, why did you come to me for dinner all of a sudden?"

Mochizuki gently pulled the rice, trying to make every grain of rice covered with the sauce of the semi-finished eel:

"No need to spend time with your football team members?"

"It's okay - you will get tired of eating with them every day. You have to change your taste, right?"

"...I'm the spare tire?"

"Haha, the dignified Sloth Fish teacher, how can he be a spare tire~"

Tsugawa Yu showed a hearty smile, looked at Mochizuki beside him, and his voice also showed a bit of teasing:

"Honestly, if you really blow yourself up, I might become your backup to have dinner with you."

"...No, I only have [-] followers on YouTube."

Waving his hands gently, the curly-haired boy whose mouth was already stuffed with special-priced semi-finished eels and rice said:

"Although I am somewhat famous, not many people in this school know me—"

"Hai, you are right when you say this, Ah Li."

Gently patting Mochizuki's shoulder, Yu Tsugawa said:

"You are talented, you have a handsome face, you have tens of thousands of fans on YouTube, and you have a strong family... Brother, you can kill countless women and become a top-notch banker all day long. The little bicycle is swinging around like a hot-blooded Showa man? Aren't you a hot-blooded boy in your youth? "

"You're wrong. You ride a bike to relax to recuperate your body and mind. You don't want to socialize because it's too troublesome. Also, what does it mean to be like a hot-blooded Showa boy? Do you still have unwarranted prejudice against Showa boys?"

"No, no... Tsk, really, every time I talk to you about this, the topic always gets twisted like this~"