Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"Oreki-san, are you feeling unwell?"

Oreki Gen was stunned and looked at Amamiya Koha. It seemed that the other party had no feeling about time stop. So did it mean that Sakuraba Mitsuki might also be "hypnotized" by Amamiya Koha?

"A little bit. My breathing seems to be a little off."

"Please sit down and take a rest. If you have any questions, please tell me immediately."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Amamiya."

Oreki Xian sat down and stroked his chest. He lowered his head and saw that the thing that had not changed at all within the time-stopping range was now expanding rapidly. If he was still standing... he couldn't even think about it.

And now he remembered the last words left by Sakuraba Mitsuki.

See you after school...

See?

Damn it!

You see, after school, whatever happens, I can just transform into Bolt.

(Two chapters updated today~By the way, is anyone reading~)

10: The big one is coming!

"Okay, that's all for today. Students who are participating in club activities should not go home too late. Students who are going home should pay attention to safety and try not to stay outside the school. School is dismissed."

"goodbye teacher!"

After school.

Amamiya Koha seemed to pack up her courseware and leave the classroom in a normal manner.

The classmates in the class began to recover their vitality quickly, which reminded Oreki of the famous dehydration scene in "The Three-Body Problem". Isn't this more realistic than resuscitation?

They were all lifeless just now.

However, Oreki Genji couldn't appreciate it for too long. After Amamiya Koha left the classroom, he directly picked up his schoolbag.

Creating a new record in the 100-meter race in human history————!

Challenge the limit of human beings 9.58————!

Oreki-kun, run!

That's right, run away immediately and don't give Sakuraba Mitsuki any chance at all.

Anyway, whoever wants to be broken into ninety-nine pieces can do it, but he won't do it.

“Eh? Oreki you…”

It is obviously impossible for Shota Matsuyama to keep the wind-like boy.

Oreki Gen took his schoolbag, stood up, and walked towards the classroom door in one smooth movement, which was comparable to the handsome transformation in the game.

But the regrettable thing is——

"Hey...why is it her?"

There was a crowd of people at the door, which even caused a commotion.

The situation is not right, retreat.

But there is no way to retreat. This is the fourth floor. If I want to leave the classroom, I have to jump out of the window...which is actually better than being broken into ninety-nine pieces.

But Oreki Xian stopped, and it was obvious that he could not break through the door, and the sound continued to come.

Because the students who gathered at the door and were about to leave were caught off guard by a unique figure that no one could ignore.

The black-haired girl, carrying a schoolbag, appeared at the door of the classroom, elegant and dignified, yet indifferent and as if alienated from the world.

"Isn't this Sakuraba-san...?"

"Why are you here?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"I don't remember her having any friends in our class, right? No, does she really have any friends?"

Under the gaze of everyone, a hint of impatience appeared on Sakuraba Mitsuki's delicate face.

"Can you guys please move aside for a moment?"

The people in the front were stunned, not knowing whether it was because of the girl's aura or because beautiful women's words always made people more obedient. The people in the front made way one after another, but there was still one talkative boy who asked with a hint of hope.

"Sakuraba-san...who are you looking for in our class?"

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

Sakuraba Jianyue did not answer them, but walked into the classroom, then stopped and stared at the handsome boy who was standing there with his schoolbag on his back.

"Oreki-san, can we talk for a moment?"

"..."

"So you're here to look for Oreki Gen... It makes my blood boil."

"Xine! Why are these stories always about princesses and princes?"

"Nonsense, we girls just like handsome boys!"

"It's really depressing not to see the beauty of the soul."

"You think your soul is beautiful just because your appearance is not good. You are the ones who are inferior!"

Zhe Muxian could no longer hear all these noises. He only knew that he was still a step late. The opponent was more prepared than he was.

What he was thinking about now was, under such circumstances, the invitation from Sakuraba Mitsuki who was staring at him.

A unique and irreplaceable beautiful girl, a rich lady...

How to answer?

call out----

It seemed as if an eagle flapped its wings and flew across the sky, startling a group of timid birds.

Oreki Gen stayed calm, even though the silent beautiful girl in front of him had the potential to break him into ninety-nine pieces.

The location was not in the classroom, but on the playground inside the school.

They sat side by side not too far away from each other, looking like a couple in the ambiguous period.

"Does Sakuraba-san need anything from me?"

Oreki Gen spoke before the other party even opened his mouth. He knew that it was useless to avoid him blindly. He had to deal with the situation calmly first. Although the other party could stop time and break him into ninety-nine pieces in the notebook, the good news was that there was still a chance to change everything. This was his first official contact with Sakuraba Mitsuki.

Sakuraba Mitsuki turned his head and looked at Oreki Gen.

"Oreki... string, right?"

He seemed to be confirming his own name, and he pretended to be quite convincing, making it seem as if he really didn't understand it.

However, since it was their first 'meeting', Oreki Ken couldn't tell the difference, so he nodded: "That's right."

Sakuraba nodded at Yue's cold face, and then said: "There is something that puzzles me, so I found you."

"What?" Confused? Confused, you go to Baidu... No, it's GoGo.

Sakuraba Mitsuki took out her cell phone and operated it while speaking expressionlessly.

"First, let's make sure we have no contact before."

It’s better not to have one. You really have no conscience at all.

Oreki Gen replied calmly: "Yes, I think he didn't say a word."

"So please explain this photo."

Sakuraba Mitsuki took out his cell phone and pointed the screen at himself. There was a photo on it, a photo of Oreki Gen.

He was standing there, his eyes deep and distant, as if he was focusing on something, at least not the camera, but his whole body was facing the camera.

Oreki Gen clearly remembered that this was the photo that Sakuraba Mitsuki took of him when he used time stop on him for the first time, but he could not reveal the information that he actually had consciousness.

"This is me...why do you have a picture of me like this?"

Sakuraba Kentsuki turned around, expressionless, and even looked at Oreki Gen with a hint of scrutiny.

"This is what I asked you, why do I have a picture of you in my phone."

"But this is your phone, right? It wasn't emailed to you, was it? And I don't remember having this photo on any of my social media."

"Yes, but this photo is clearly taken very clearly, and it is facing you directly. If it was taken by me, would you have any impression?"

She asked sharply, clearly saying something that everyone knew, but Oreki Gen didn't understand her current purpose. Why did she come up with such a way of contact?

So the protagonist doesn't deserve to enjoy normality, right?

Oreki Gen shook his head: "I have no impression, but I don't remember who took such a photo of me. If someone did, I would definitely remember it. I don't know how this situation came about, and I can't give an explanation."

After saying this, Oreki Gen noticed that Sakuraba Mitsuki, who seemed to have no expression, had a flicker in her eyes, and then she raised her head and looked at him.

"Can't explain it?"

Oreki Gen pretended to think: "Maybe someone took a picture of me with your phone? But I really don't remember it."

Sakuraba Mizuki stood up and changed her position. She stood in front of Oreki Gen, on a step slightly lower, so that she could look directly into the boy's eyes.

The posture is very dignified, but the aura is very oppressive.

Noble and elegant, like a black swan.

"If it was just a photo like this, it wouldn't be a big deal. I wouldn't have to go find you specifically. But..."

Biden clenched his fist, something big is coming.

Oreki Gen slowly raised his head and saw Sakuraba Mitsuki pointing at him. With a swipe of his finger, the next photo appeared.

As expected, Oreki Gen is still not used to seeing himself in photos...

Even if you think about it and know it, it will still be strange when you see it, okay!

Why do you want to take a photo? Wow, it even has a beauty filter, making it look pink and tender...

But fortunately, the size is original.

"This is..."

Oreki Gen pretended to be surprised.

Then I saw Sakuraba Mitsuki's narrowed eyes, which looked very imposing, as if he was intimidating without even being angry.

But now Oreki Ken knew that she was just pretending.

"I don't have a habit of taking pictures of this kind of thing, and this photo is right after the previous one. This... also belongs to you, right?"

Oreki Gen denied it as a matter of course, even though he knew it was this, and that the other party had taken the photo himself, “You TM played it twice today!”

"How is it possible! How could I take such private photos with your phone? I'm not such a pervert. Even if I am, I have no reason to do so, right?"

Sakuraba Mizuki looked at Oreki Gen with twinkling eyes.

"Is it possible that you are lying and that I actually stole my phone and took these photos at some point without my knowledge?"

"But I haven't done it."

Sakuraba Kentsuki became more imposing, and she moved closer to Oreki Gen, like a queen with power, rather than the beautiful and noble princess she was before.

"Really? But when perverts are caught, they will say they didn't do it. Who would believe it? And these photos are the best evidence. If they are placed in front of the police, they will see your appearance first and then see this. What will they think?"

There was an aggressive light flashing in Sakuraba Mitsuki's eyes.

Oreki Gen looked at the other person.

"Sakuraba-san, are you going to call the police and tell them that I did this because of these unfounded things?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki continued to get closer to Oreki Gen's face. She lowered her voice, and her beautiful face was now full of danger and cunning.