The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

Sudo Rinka felt a little strange. This was something she had already decided when she chose to join the study club. After all, anyone who could join such a gang must not be an ordinary person.

However, the situation was not quite what Miss Amamiya had imagined.

She originally thought that although the class monitor had changed, she must be the most well-behaved and quiet girl in the entire club (except for the club leader).

But who would have thought that the girl who was so timid in front of others actually loved to kill with her eyes behind others' backs?!

Amemiya tried to pretend nothing happened, but Rinka's face was flushed and she was steaming. The three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment she had dug out from under her feet could probably alleviate Tokyo's troublesome housing problem.

The air became a little dull, blurring the restlessness of the breeze, and even breathing became a little sluggish.

"Hu~~"

Only a certain guy who was soundly sleeping was still sleeping peacefully.

Miss Amemiya pondered for a few seconds with an expressionless face. After thinking for a while, she decided to do something, so she turned around and used a human-specific magical skill on a certain steam girl.

[No unique skill: Forcefully chatting!]

"I want to hang a suitable doorplate outside the activity room. Can you help me?"

"Eh? Are you calling me...me?" Sudo Rinka immediately raised her head, with a slight blush on her face. She looked a little nervous, but a little exaggerated.

Amemiya glanced at Hoshikawa Kitako, who died peacefully, and said in a cold tone:

"If I knew necromancy, I might not be calling you."

So aggressive!

"of course can!"

Sudo blushed inexplicably and scratched his head in embarrassment. "But...do I have to write the contents of the house number?"

"Just the three words 'Study Department' will do. You can be free to use anything else, such as decorations, literary English, etc. As long as it's not too outrageous, you can do whatever you want."

After saying this, Amemiya Yi turned around and took out a house number plate and a thicker fountain pen from the drawer. It was obvious that she had been prepared to do this herself.

Sudo carefully took the doorplate, placed it on the table, and almost without thinking, wrote three neat large characters on it.

"Learning Department".

The writing has a very printed feel.

Then, with light strokes, she wrote a string of English letters below.

『Eutopia』

Utopia.

Sudo Rinka looked up at Amemiya Yi's expression. There was neither approval nor dissatisfaction on her face.

She gave a tentative smile, "...Is that okay?"

Amemiya Yi was silent for a while and nodded.

"Stick it to the door."

Sudo Rinka was visibly relieved.

The afternoon sun shone silently as the girl stood on tiptoe.

The doorplate with slightly damp ink on it was hung on the door with a snap, looking crooked.

After several consecutive splashes of water, the crooked sign was gradually straightened:

【Utopia-Learning Department】

......

"Ha~~"

The bad girl who had been dead for a long time opened her eyes slightly.

The messy hair was a little sticky and stuck to the reddish arms, causing a slight discomfort.

Hoshikawa Kitaka smacked her lips, memories of her death flooding back like a tide. What? It turned out that she had a fight with her other self and fell asleep...

?

What did I do?

Miss Xingchuan, feeling inexplicably guilty, stood up straight for a moment, yawned and looked around to confirm that the two maniacs who were twirling each other were still sitting at the desk writing something quite seriously, and probably didn't notice her.

By the way, aren’t these two tired after writing for so long?

Compared to a bad guy like me, you two are beautiful high school girls, right? Aren't you afraid that the uncle's dirty things will grow out of your skirts just by sitting here studying?

Miss Xingchuan secretly complained in her heart.

"Oh, someone finally came back from the dead."

Miss Amamiya keenly sensed a shadowy figure behind her, twisting and twitching, spewing out negative energy. She immediately slammed the book shut with both hands and uttered a calm, non-excessive sarcasm:

"Looks like I don't need to go to the nearby occult research society to ask if they have any tricks like [Resurrection of the Dead]."

Hoshikawa Kitaka shook her head. "That kind of place can only have a necromancy spell. If you want to revive the dead, you have to go to the chess and card club downstairs."

"I believe the card player inside can easily get me out of the graveyard."

Miss Amamiya raised an eyebrow.

"Aren't you afraid that they will remove you from the cemetery?"

"..."

"Hey, the Minister can actually pick up this kind of topic?!"

Miss Hoshikawa was surprised. "It seems that the extent of your hidden otaku status needs to be reassessed... Or do you need to help the Minister hide the fact that you are not actually a cold and literary girl from others?"

"There's no need to hide it, because I've never called myself that."

Amamiya spread her hands. "Besides, it's human nature to have fun after studying. Before you respect my position as the head of the study department, please don't forget that I'm also a JK with my own interests and hobbies. Simply describing me as a otaku is a bit rude."

“——Well said!!”

A vibrant female voice came from behind Miss Amemiya, and everyone was stunned at the same time.

Who is this uninvited guest again?

Yu Gongyi immediately stood up and looked back, intending to use her height advantage to look down at the visitor in order to seize the conversation position.

However, all he could see was a closed door that was constantly shaking.

"There's a way to be a homebody. If you can't see the truth about yourself... then the nature of explaining your hobbies to others... has already transformed from striving... into struggling!"

Although it sounds very philosophical at first, the forceful tone of the words is a bit weird.

Miss Amemiya leaned her head out of the window expressionlessly and saw a white-haired loli muttering while putting her whole body on the door and trying to pull it out.

Philosophy has returned to zero, and at this moment, the only thing left in my heart is probably the absurdity.

Even the master of expression management said it was a bit difficult to maintain composure.

"I can't open it, why can't I open it?!"

Anxious.

Miss Amemiya pressed the corner of AK's mouth, retracted her head, walked to the door and gently opened it.

The next moment, the door slowly turned.

A loli hanging on the door appeared inside the activity classroom along the rotating door.

“…”

The white-haired loli was stunned for a few seconds, and almost fell to the ground before she jumped down immediately.

"Hey! So... your classroom door pushes inward... Hahaha... Woo..."

The awkward atmosphere was even more solemn than the previous dead air.

Shame exploded through the loli's head, triggering an even more intense social death reaction.

"...Gu, kill me..."

?

Whose child is this?

.....

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They Are Also Second Week: Chapter 20 Tragic Lily Master

When the beautiful girl cartoonist and novelist Kana Nakamura came to the classroom, all the people doing their homework looked at her and smiled.

Some shouted, "Nakamura, you've hung yourself on the door again!"

She didn't answer, but said to everyone, "Everyone come and see my new comics and new novel..."

"You must have hung the door yesterday!"

Nakamura Kana opened her eyes wide, "How can you slander someone's innocence like this..."

Forgot the middle one.

Anyway, the classroom was filled with a happy atmosphere.

.....

The scene of the social dead hanging on the door and spinning and jumping became the seed of the evil flower during the three years of high school. It would not be long before this seed would take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit until everyone knew about it, and her lifelong reputation and the perfect wall of a literary and artistic worker would completely collapse because of this small mistake in an instant.

The creator's Lily Road is on hiatus!

"Gah! I don't want to see it! This kind of thing won't happen until at least a hundred years after I die!"

Looking at the white-haired loli who suddenly started twitching and going crazy, Miss Amamiya couldn't help but wonder who else was normal in her club?

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. That was just the self-pity of a dying man..."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kana Nakamura... Class 1A, Grade . I'm an artist in school, a manga writer and novelist... Please give me your guidance..."

Kana Nakamura sighed weakly, feeling as if ants were crawling on her body, so that her voice when introducing herself no longer had the original vitality. She had completely lost her sanity and was weak, and was tainted with a few low-purity smells.

She fished out a club application form from her bag.

The trembling hand, and the piece of paper that was shaking along with it, looked like the handkerchief that the delicate girl in the old movie was waving in her hand after being defiled by Wang Ergou next door. Yu Gongyi couldn't help but hesitate whether she would be infected with some strange misfortune if she touched it.

If there was clear stupidity in her eyes at the beginning, now there is probably only crazy rationality left.

I think it’s probably not clean anymore (sad).

"Just now he was the class monitor, but now he's the creator who starts embarrassing himself the moment he appears on stage?"

Miss Hoshikawa crossed her arms and nodded calmly.

The next second, Amemiya Yi with an expressionless face stepped on her toes.

Black women's leather shoes, playful and cute style, well-made, can be worn for daily long-distance walks, or used as a disguise for a pure JK look.

All in all, it hurts when you step on someone.

"Ow hoo hoo!"

Miss Hoshikawa let out the same sweet girlish scream as Tom.

Miss Hoshikawa realized her own safety was in jeopardy and immediately moved Sudo Rinka to her side. "This is just the novice protection period. When you become an old hand like me, I wonder who will protect you!"

Sudo Rinka: “?”

Miss Amamiya retracted her foot and said calmly:

"Don't mind this guy."

"By the way, our door broke a few days ago, so after it was repaired today, we replaced it with a door that opens from the outside in. The doors of the other activity rooms all open from the inside out."

I vaguely remember the magnificent sight of Ms. Suzuki rushing out of the door with such vigor and strength.

"Yeah... I have a friend who accidentally fell in front of everyone on the day she joined the club. Although everyone laughed at her, they forgot about my friend's existence the next day. So no one would care about a small embarrassment." Sudo Rinka said with a smile.

The white-haired girl leaned back slightly, looking doubtful and asking, "Are you sure your friend isn't isolated? That sounds much worse than mine, right?"