Uesugi Nobu walked past the right side of the teaching building, sticking to the wall, and his eyes were attracted by the passing boys and girls. Not far away from them, there was a path lined with October cherry blossoms.

It can be seen from the domineering and majestic school gate that Homi High School is one of the wealthier schools. The campus is filled with countless wonders with positive buffs, such as celebrity statues, ecological parks, lakes, bridges and corridors. In short, there is absolutely everything you need. If you take this as the filming location for a daily youth romance, the male and female protagonists can probably wander around in different places for seven or eight chapters in a row.

The greening of flowers, plants and trees is also a way for Homi High School to demonstrate its strength and financial resources.

When Uesugi Shinko raised his head, he saw the withered October cherry trees. There were many cherry trees on both sides, and there were a few benches under the trees. When the October cherry trees bloomed, these benches would be the places that couples would fight for. The number of places was limited, so if you came too late, you could only hug your girlfriend and stare at her, passing by the pink and white fragrant cherry trees in a panic.

He was really influenced by the love game.

"How dare you associate the cherry blossom trees with love?"

His scholarship has arrived, Uesugi Yui's little gold jar has officially started, and he has the help of the painter card. Now every day he moves forward, he seems to be one step closer to a better life that the people love and enjoy.

From life on the wrong track to life on the right track.

The panic of having monsters behind and no Ultraman in front was reduced. Xiao Ai waved his hand and said, "I will be your Ultraman!", and posed, and the light wave blasted the little monster, causing it to explode and die on the spot. Then the sky cleared up and the rain stopped, and he was in the mood to think about love.

Xiao Ai, I respect and love you!

I'll go get you some sales... huh? What's going on?

On the third floor, a UFO was thrown out of the window.

Uesugi Nobuyuki heard the sound of the wind, and his fly sensor was suddenly startled. He looked up and saw a schoolbag flying towards him from the third floor.

"?"

Uesugi Shin squatted down subconsciously.

Bang! !

There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Uesugi Shin turned around and stared at the schoolbag with horror on his face. It had hit him less than two centimeters behind his heel and was leaning against his legs when he fell!

"Fuck." He belatedly uttered a Chinese quintessence.

Uesugi Nobuyuki looked towards the window on the third floor and saw a girl with short hair sticking her head out. She glanced at him and then immediately retracted her head, faster than a turtle!

"You fucking-"

Uesugi Nobuyuki was annoyed. Without saying a word, he picked up the schoolbag behind him and rushed into the teaching building. What was the point of changing shoes? If she didn't give an explanation, he would kick the girl in the face with his size 43 sneakers!

I went straight to the classroom on the third floor, checked my location, and looked up to see Class C of Grade 1.

When I pushed the door open, there was no one inside, except for a little movement in the corner at the back of the classroom.

A pair of legs in white stockings were exposed, and they appeared to be sitting on the ground.

Uesugi Nobuyuki's pace slowed down.

He dusted off his schoolbag, made some noise, and placed the schoolbag that had been thrown down on the podium.

"Yumeno Chiharu (16)"

"Favorability: 20"

"Description: Die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die."

As the footsteps approached, Chiharu Yumeno looked up and saw Uesugi Shin with a frown on his face.

The favorability is slightly blurred, and a new value emerges.

"Favorability: 49"

"Description: A high school girl who goes hungry three times a day and has no desire for salvation, her heart rots and sinks in despair. You can save her once, but you can't save her every time."

You fart.

Xiao Ai, you should say something nice at a time like this.

"Hello, Brother Tiger..." Uesugi Nobu squatted down and got straight to the point, "I was just hit by a schoolbag. I want to have a fair samurai duel with that guy. Can you show me the way?"

Meng Ye Qianqing stared at him steadily, and his eyes followed the girl's eyes.

There was a slap mark on her face, which was so red that it looked like it was burning.

She sat on the ground, holding her stomach to relieve the pain from being kicked, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to be a good person?"

"No, whoever wants to be a partner of justice can do so." Uesugi Nobuyuki immediately shook his head and said firmly, "I just prefer to avenge a wrong and take revenge."

Haven’t you heard that revenge of nine generations can still be avenged?

Tolerate?

There was no lovable Heart Under the Blade in his shadow, so it was natural that he couldn't bear it.

School bullies deserve a beating. If you can't beat them in school, drag them to the alley outside the school and beat them there. There is always a place suitable to beat you till you are left with a mess.

Uesugi Nobuyuki pulled her up and found that the girl's calves were trembling.

Her hands were very cold, as cold as a dead person's.

Before Uesugi Nobuyuki let go, she pulled her hand back and stepped back cautiously.

"Who is Brother Hu?" she asked weakly.

Meng Ye Qianqing saw this guy raise his hand and point at herself.

"...Me?" She fell into a strange silence.

He watched Brother Hu's favorability go up and down like a roller coaster, from 49 to 50, and then from 50 to 47. Finally, for some unknown reason, he slowly crossed the line and stabilized at 51.

She clenched her fingers, and the back of her hands were too pale and sickly.

The red name fluctuates like water.

There is only a very light green left.

As vague as smoke.

Chapter 030: No Sunny Days for Yumeno Chih-Hyung

Chiharu Yumeno, 16 years old, is a freshman at Homi High School.

The biggest dream at the moment is the destruction of the world.

During the kindergarten and primary school stages of my life, I had a short period of relatively happy time. My parents loved each other, my family was harmonious, and we were all happy. I have warm memories that make me smile even now when I recall them.

The family is not wealthy, but it is a standard well-off family. The parents will work overtime to earn more money, and after making money, they will invest it in life without hesitation, aiming to build a happier and more fulfilling life.

The photo albums that record many trivial memories of the amusement park, zoo, aquarium, seaside and beach are still kept in the drawer at home. When I open the album and look at the last photo, I can see the girl in a swimsuit with sky-blue hair and the couple hugging the girl in the middle.

My father is a very gentle and honest man. He is in his thirties and loves my mother deeply.

As I recall, even though they had been married for ten years, my father was still shy when he was with my mother. Sometimes he would get shy and scratch his head, at a loss, like a teenager, and smile foolishly.

The happiness he often expressed himself for was that he was able to marry his beloved wife and have a daughter like her.

My mother is also a gentle person. She is more independent-minded and shrewd than my father. She also loves my father deeply. She is willing to be a housewife to take care of the family. She also uses her free time to do some part-time jobs to earn extra money. She and my father are incredibly loving.

It is said that they fell in love in high school. When their mother was bullied by gangsters, their father stepped forward and drove away the gangsters who bullied their mother with two punches. Then the two fell in love and stayed in love until they graduated from college, got married and had children. They lived like this for twelve years.

Meng Ye Chiqing was deeply impressed. The two people in their thirties were always sweet and affectionate to each other, making the little daughter in the family seem like a gift. She would feel jealous every time she raised her head, but she had to hesitate whether to be jealous of her father or her mother, because both parents loved her equally and she also loved both parents equally.

happy.

The 9-year-old girl in the third grade of primary school, her bright smile is the most inexplicable show-off. It is imprinted in the photo album. After seven years, when she relives that time, she still feels as if she were in another world.

Look, open the book "Yumeno Chiharu", starting from the family photo at the seaside B&B when she was 9 years old, and flipping forward, all the memories are beautiful memories that can be described as "happiness".

The rest is blank.

The photo albums at home are blank, and so is her life.

There are no happy memories worth preserving in the form of photographs.

The reason is that the mother died.

In the evening when the sea breeze blew gently, she held her father's hand and happily felt the cool sea water flowing over her feet, and laughed at her father's jokes.

When the two returned to the B&B, they found that their mother was dead.

She didn't see clearly how her mother died. An adult stopped her outside and wouldn't let her in, so she couldn't even see her mother for the last time.

The subsequent investigation results showed that he had a sudden heart attack and died of natural causes when no one was around him.

Yumeno Chiharu didn't understand.

My father walked out of the room where my mother died without saying a word. From that day on, my father, who always had a simple and shy smile, also died.

It feels like an empty shell with a flame burning inside.

This flame will not support him to move forward, but will drive him to hold up the torch and burn something to ashes.

He did not commit domestic violence. After his mother passed away, he took care of her alone, went to work, prepared three meals a day, paid for her education, and picked her up from school.

The only difference was that her father no longer comforted her, and she would avoid his gloomy gaze whenever it touched her.

At the age of 9, she still didn't understand anything, but she felt that her father had become silent and taciturn, which made her feel very scary. She lived with her father under the same roof in fear, and fell into inexplicable panic every day, until half a year later, he really went to kill someone.

That night, he held a knife that she had never seen before in his hand. In front of her, he wrapped the knife with black cloth, hugged it tightly, and disappeared under the vast moonlight.

The next day, the man was on the news.

The explosive words caught everyone's attention, and before Chiharu Yumeno could even react, her home was blocked by the police.

A large group of people rushed into her house, and she was vaguely told that her father had taken someone else's life, and it was recorded on video. The video is still circulating on the dark side of the Internet. She spent some time looking for it and found it in no time.

In the video, she saw her father, with a familiar face as ferocious as a devil, wielding a sword and dismembering people without hesitation.

A 9-year-old child, terrified and trembling, watched the video of her father slaughtering others like a butcher.

Blind the eyes, cut off the tongue, cut off the ears, and shave off the nose. Cut off the fingers and toes one by one, and cut off the flesh piece by piece freshly.

The knife cut through the muscles and severed the bones, splashing blood onto the ground.

Naturally, her father was arrested, and when he was arrested he was sitting cross-legged in front of his mother's grave.

After paying compensation that nearly bankrupted his family, he was jailed and sentenced to life imprisonment.

And Chiharu Yumeno also became the daughter of a murderer.

That year, she was 9 years old, in the third grade of elementary school. She wore a commuter cap, stood in the cold wind, and endured the strange looks from her classmates until a messenger of justice stood out from the crowd and threw the book at her. From then on, there was never a shortage of messengers of justice around her. They surrounded her to uphold justice and judge the witch, like a group of hyenas surrounding a dying corpse.

10 years old, 11 years old, 12 years old, 13 years old...

It wasn't until she was 14 years old, in the second grade of junior high school, that she met a student sitting behind her who would stand up for her.

Half a year later, Yumeno Chiharu wrote to her saying that they wanted to be good friends for life.

But unfortunately,

Her good friend is in the same group with the messengers of justice.

Now she is 16 years old and a freshman at Homi High School. She finally got into a good school and wanted to escape the past, but she found a familiar face in her class.

It's them.

It doesn't matter that my father is out of prison.

It didn't matter that my father owed a large sum of money for some unknown reason and the family finances collapsed.

At the place where she works part-time, the group of justice messengers respond at the speed of light. It doesn't matter where she goes, they follow her.

Being saved by a nice-guy hero didn't seem to matter.

The only thing you need to care about is...

Yumeno Chiharu's sight focused slightly, outlining the back of Uesugi Nobuyuki.

She was afraid, uneasy, and disgusted with everything in this world.

I don't want to trust anyone, and I won't trust anyone.

Likewise, I wouldn’t want to implicate others.

...drive him away.

tread--

Uesugi Nobuyuki walked in front with big strides, while Yumeno Chiharu walked behind with her head down, carrying her schoolbag. There was a distance of about half a meter between the two, neither far nor close.

"Yumeno Chiharu, Class C, Grade 1."

"Uesugi Nobuyuki, Class C, Grade 2."

“…Hello, senior.”

"Ah? No need to be so formal, just call me Uesugi."

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