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Okino Rinka knew when to stop, so she walked over to Sakuragi Otome with a smile, took her arm, and walked quickly towards the entrance:

"Dong Jian brother closed the door."

"I know, I know."

Looking at the two people talking and laughing from behind, Sasaki responded and followed them with his schoolbag.

Chapter 65: Yoshida-san

The ride to school on Thursday was uneventful.

Because Rinka and Otome were talking about some little girl topics, such as which milk tea is delicious, which cake is delicious, which artist participated in which TV series, these are things that Sasaki doesn't care about.

Therefore, Sasaki was a few steps behind them along the way, falling behind them, silently watching the slight undulations of their skirts between their long legs.

There are no dirty thoughts.

After all, the only things that caught his eye on the road were the pink and white cherry blossoms falling in the wind and the various short skirts of the girls on the street.

After Sasaki made some comparisons out of boredom, he discovered that Otome's legs were the best.

Otome is not tall, only about half a head taller than the petite Rinka.

But because of her excellent body proportions, the maiden's long legs wrapped in white silk stockings looked particularly even and eye-catching in Sasaki's eyes.

Those long legs that shone like milk were neither soft and slender like Rinka's, nor plump and plump like Mrs. Murasaki's, but perfectly round and well-proportioned.

Of these three types, Sasaki can’t say which one he prefers more, it mainly depends on the person.

Because he is closer to Otome, Sasaki naturally likes Otome more.

Just like that I was thinking about all sorts of things on the way to school.

Sasaki and Otome waved goodbye and walked towards the classroom.

Because there is still some time before class starts, there are still a few cats and dogs in the class as usual.

I looked at the classroom from the back door, and the first thing I saw was the stupid girl sitting in the second seat from left to right in the second to last row of the classroom.

This time, she did not look over here like she did yesterday, like a woman waiting for her husband.

Instead, he straightened his flexible back, put the little watermelon on the desk, and lowered his head to write something intently.

Because Sasaki hadn't entered the room yet, from where he was standing, he could only see the white and tender little hand holding the pen, curled up into a small ball like a glutinous rice dumpling.

The white and tender little hand wrapped around the black pen and gently shook it, which made Sasaki inexplicably think of a white-haired hamster eating melon seeds.

The cute scene in his mind made Sasaki stunned for a moment.

It was because he was blocking the back door and refusing to leave that a girl with her head lowered behind him bumped into his back.

Snapped--

The sound of a schoolbag full of books falling to the ground and the sound of someone falling to the ground sounded behind Sasaki.

I felt the slight collision on my back and the sound of someone falling to the ground behind me.

Sasaki realized that he was distracted and blocked the road, so he turned around quickly to look.

What came into view was a girl wearing a winter uniform and old-fashioned wide black-framed glasses, sitting on the ground with her hands supporting her back.

Sasaki couldn't see what the girl looked like because of her large glasses, thick and long bangs on her forehead, and the fact that she was slightly lowering her head.

But from her outfit, Sasaki recognized that she was the only one who did not hang out with others on his first day in class.

Although it is already May, some students are still wearing winter uniforms because of the sudden drop in temperature in recent days.

It's a black sailor suit that is slightly thicker than a white shirt.

The skirt was also a black knee-length skirt that boys were completely uninterested in.

The pure black outfit that has no characteristics and does not attract anyone's attention is unacceptable to girls who desire attention and want to be glamorous.

Therefore, most girls would not even consider this kind of winter school uniform even if it is really winter.

While most girls would not even consider it, there are only two types of people who choose to wear this kind of clothes.

One type is the group of people who stand at the top of the student body, the type that no one dares to discuss and no one dares to say they are not.

These people include those who are most popular and most successful in class, those who serve in student organizations, those who are top students, or those who are particularly domineering.

This kind of person is far superior to others because of his or her special skills or status. As long as he or she does not have any major problems, most people will gather around him or her and naturally regard him or her as the core of the group.

And people around the other person will naturally not comment on his or her clothes.

The other type of people become the invisible ones in the class because of their personality, appearance, study and other factors.

Since such a person can become a little transparent, it means that she is excluded from other small groups.

I have been excluded for a long time.

The thought will arise that no one will care about me anyway, so it doesn’t matter what happens to me.

Or maybe I'm different from everyone else, and they might notice my thoughts.

No matter which idea it is, the end result will make her slightly different from other girls.

But the black-haired girl with double braids in front of Sasaki would definitely not be classified as the first type of person.

Although Sasaki didn't pay much attention to her.

But after all, he was one of the first people I saw when I came to this class.

So Sasaki still has some normal information about her.

Through the teacher's roll call, Sasaki knew her name was Yoshida Saki.

By looking around the class regularly, Sasaki knew that she had no friends.

He often sits alone in his seat, and does not leave his seat during lunch, but just eats some bread or something.

If that were all, it wouldn't be a big deal, because before she knew me, stupid Chifuyu was pretty much the same as her.

But the two are different.

The stupid Chifuyu has no friends because of her unparalleled figure and appearance, her top grades, and her timid and shy personality.

If a person is simply excellent, the light he radiates will make others feel warm and will make others want to get closer to him involuntarily.

But if a person is too outstanding, the light he emits will make people feel scorching and dazzling, making them want to stay away.

Idiot Chifuyu is a perfect example of this.

Her looks and figure are impeccable. Ordinary girls would feel inferior just standing next to her, plus her academic performance is among the best.

If that were all, that would be fine.

After all, if you have a gentle and kind personality, and don't speak in a condescending manner, you will have friends.

But the stupid Chifuyu is a timid person who can't speak and can't read the atmosphere.

People who can see her character will laugh at her and ridicule her in secret, and will not regard her character as a friendly sign and treat her as a friend.

Because the feeling of being able to belittle people who are better than you is very pleasant and exciting.

People who don't see her character would think she is aloof and aloof.

After all, he is both talented and beautiful, and has a cool personality, so they won't be too surprised.

Therefore, with the blessing of various buffs, there are very few people around the stupid Chifuyu who can talk, and the only one who can be called a friend is Sasaki.

Compared to the stupid Chifuyu who was lonely because she was too outstanding, the Yoshida Saki in front of me was lonely because she was too... ordinary...

She wore the winter uniform, which was considered too tacky by girls, as if nothing had happened.

She wore the large black-framed glasses that even boys would shake their heads at the sight of, as if nothing had happened, on her palm-sized face.

She also kept her long bangs which covered her eyes and made anyone look gloomy.

And the long hair that fell in front of her body and was braided into two pigtails.

If she dressed more normally and braided her hair into two pigtails, there would be nothing wrong... after all, this hairstyle also makes her look pure.

But no hairstyle could save her gloomy, weird look.

Plus, she's as timid as that stupid Chifuyu...

I sighed inwardly.

Sasaki, who had no ill feelings towards her, looked at her in a daze, and saw that she hadn't realized what had happened yet. He stepped forward and helped her up: "I'm sorry, Yoshida-san, are you hurt? Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Yoshida Saki subconsciously wanted to refuse when she heard the question, but before she could shake her head or wave her hands, she suddenly realized that someone was calling her name.

As a little unknown in the class, she was only occasionally asked questions and called by name by the teacher during class.

After she entered this high school, no one called her name or greeted her.

When she first entered high school and small circles had not yet been formed, she had been approached and invited by others.

But because I was worried that I would be despised and teased by others because I was so cowardly that I even stuttered when I spoke, I refused.

Over time, the reputation of her being aloof, weird, and unsociable spread among girls.

It's not like she doesn't have a chance to start over.

You should know that this school divides classes once a year.

But she once again missed the opportunity to change her situation because she was "used to loneliness".

She had thought she would enjoy being alone.

But every day after class, club activities, school, etc., everyone gathers in groups, talking and laughing, looking happy and cheerful.

She was the only one walking alone among the sea of ​​people...

Although her surroundings were so noisy and full of laughter, she felt that the surroundings were chillingly quiet... because among all the noise and laughter, not a single word belonged to her...

But today, she heard the long-lost greeting.

Faced with this sudden inquiry, she wanted to respond with her most natural and fluent words, and say "It's okay" with a smile.

That's what she thought in her heart.

But when he opened his mouth, the words were stuck in his throat like a fishbone, and all he could come out was a meaningless "ahhh" sound.

Although the sound was not loud, it sounded particularly harsh to her ears.

She hated herself for being so incompetent now more than ever.

Faced with her extremely poor performance, Yoshida Saki felt a slight soreness in the tip of her nose. She bit her pale lips hard, lowered her head, and stood there, waiting for the man to leave.

After all, facing such an impolite person, ordinary people would feel disgusted...

But...but, if I give her another chance...

Thinking of that illusory expectation that even she herself felt was wishful thinking, the sourness at the tip of Yoshida Saki's nose gradually spread to the corners of her eyes, making her already nearsighted eyes even more blurred.

"Is he really injured?"

Picking up the books scattered on the ground, Sasaki looked at Yoshida Saki who was lowering her head in front of him, feeling a little worried.

He knew that he was very strong, and a punch from an ordinary person would probably feel like hitting a wall.

Although my muscles were not tense because I was absent-minded, but for a girl, the feeling of being suddenly bumped into was not very pleasant.

But, she didn't look like she was hurt.

When you get hurt, don’t you even reach out to cover it?

Sasaki, who would never have thought that she was angry at his incompetence, glanced at the sparsely populated corridor and the class where no one could hear the noise, then squatted down in front of her.

Because of his height, Sasaki, who stood up straight like a javelin, was much taller than Yoshida Saki, who lowered his head.

That's why Sasaki, who wanted to know what was going on with her, suddenly squatted down.

As for reaching out and forcefully lifting her head up...

This is a corridor. Although there are few students here at this time, it would be troublesome if we were seen by someone nosy.

As for pulling her to a place with fewer people... that would be even more suicidal...

With her cowardly nature being the same as that of the stupid Chifuyu, if she screamed, Sasaki wouldn't have to come to school anymore.

Sasaki had no choice but to squat down, watching her glasses about to slip off without her helping to hold them, and subconsciously reached out and pressed her large black-framed glasses back onto the bridge of her nose.