"Yaki-"
Yagi Miyuki only returned to the classroom, and received the jealous eyes of the male classmates and the female classmates, but he was used to this kind of treatment and returned to his seat without changing his face, but he was entangled by Aizawa Kurofu again. .
"I heard Hoshino-san lives next door to your house... Could it be true?"
Aizawa-san asked in a low voice.
"Um."
Yagi Miyuki nodded calmly, looked at the drawers of the desk without caring, and took out the mathematics textbook that he was waiting for.
"Hmm, your head!"
Aizawa Heifu's already dark face with some invisible facial features twisted, and he beat his chest and feet with an unbalanced expression: "You bastard... Really want to kill all the beautiful girls in the school? Show mercy, my lord!"
At this time, Hoshino Xingye, who was adjacent to Yagi Miyuki, was also surrounded by many girls, who from time to time turned their eyes back and forth between Yagi Miyuki and Hoshino Xingye.
"Xingye-chan, does Yagi really live next door to your house?"
"Um."
Xingye Xingye had an impeccable smile on his delicate and flawless face, blinked his star-like eyes, and said calmly: "I was also shocked yesterday, I just moved from Osaka to Tokyo, I didn't expect my father It's scary to find a house right next to Yagi-san."
"So poor~"
A petite girl said with a look of pity: "That night, you must lock the windows when you sleep. If it is Yagi-san, maybe he will go to night attack."
Hearing this, Yagi Miyuki, who was doing the pre-class preview, twitched at the corner of his mouth, but he had no choice but to pretend he didn't hear it.
In the face of this situation, ignoring it is the best choice. After all, it is really demeaning to tear each other up with girls in public. If it is unnecessary, he does not want to do it.
"That's right."
At this time, another girl asked, "Xingye-chan, I heard that someone saw Yagi-san coming out of your house late at night. It's definitely a rumor, right?"
"How could someone be so perverted that they squatted in front of my house until late at night."
Xingye Xingye smiled calmly and said, "It's just yesterday that I moved there. When my mother visited the neighbors, she invited Yagi-kun to my house for dinner. That classmate must have seen Yagi-kun coming out of my house in the evening."
"Tsk tsk..."
At this moment, an abrupt click of tongue suddenly sounded, causing Yagi Miyuki to look over subconsciously.
Appearing in front of him was a girl with delicate makeup and a gorgeous dress. At this time, the girl was surrounded by several "hot girls" with equally heavy makeup, constantly exuding a fresh breath.
Yagi Miyuki knew this girl, who seemed to be surnamed Yamamoto, Yamamoto Erisa.
In a class, everyone has their own circle. When Xianchu and Xiancheng play together, the otaku will spontaneously form circles, and this Yamamoto classmate is probably the girl standing at the top of the food chain.
In fact, Yagi Miyuki doesn't care about this. There are not many people in the class who can call out his full name. The reason why he can remember Yamamoto's name is because...
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"Yeah, someone's self-justification is really lame, in fact, it's a good job, right?"
Yamamoto Erika casually fiddled with his hand with the fancy manicure, as if talking casually.
"Don't talk about it, Hoshino-san just rejected a senior's confession this morning, isn't it because of being trained by Yagi?"
"That's it."
A few girls next to Yamamoto Erika sang in harmony, with a faint look of jealousy on their faces.
In an instant, the girls surrounding Xingye Xingye became dumbfounded, with a look of anger that dared not speak.
The smile on Xingye Xingye's face also became reluctant, and he lowered his head and bit his lower lip, as if he was a little overwhelmed.
"… "
Yagi Miyuki's pen swiped in his hand stopped, looking at the aggrieved expression of his ex-girlfriend beside him, but still insisting on showing no timidity, a nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart.
Under the gazes of many students in the classroom, Yagi Miyuki stood up slowly, his face sinking like water, his memory from two years ago came alive again.
…
"Holding on will only make it more sad, I... I don't want Hoshino-san to be sad, so... "
On the playground where the sun turned golden, the boy with thick hair and a pair of square glasses stretched out his hand to the girl who fell to the ground with a rustic twist on the back of her head.
"Thank you... thank you."
The numbness on the braided girl's face gradually melted. She seemed to be in a daze. She slowly raised her hand and placed it on the slightly thin palm that the boy held out. However, what woke her up was a burst of laughter.
"Hey, are you kidding? What did I see? Hero saves beauty? It's so funny!"
Surrounded by the braided girl, the long-haired girl sneered among the girls who were bullying on campus.
"Haha, don't say that! A disgusting otaku is a good match for a rustic literary girl, isn't it?"
"Yes, yes."
"Please, please don't do this!"
The boy wearing glasses raised his head, a little cowardly, but still plucked up his courage and said angrily: "I saw you pushing and shoving Hoshino-san before. This is against the school rules! I will tell the head teacher."
…
"Awful… "
Yagi Miyuki rubbed his forehead. The gloomy expression on his face softened a little, but under the surprised gazes of many students, he looked at Yamamoto Zhizai, who was also puzzled, raised his hand and slowly adjusted his glasses.
"Yamamoto-san."
Yagi Miyuki said calmly: "I can't pretend I didn't hear what you just said. You seem to have a big opinion about Hoshino-san living next to my house."
"I, I just..."
In the face of Yagi Yuyuki's question, Yamamoto's face rarely showed a trace of panic, as if there was some handle in Yagi Yuyuki's hand.
"You're just jealous, aren't you?"
Yagi Miyuki interrupted the other party's words extremely rudely, and said sarcastically: "Don't be in a hurry to deny it, I have three arguments for the above statement."
"First of all, you are jealous of Hoshino-san's cuteness far above you. Second, you are jealous of Hoshino-san's light overshadowing you, who was the focus of the past. Finally... You are jealous of Hoshino-san who lives next to my house, right?"
Yagi Miyuki looked calm, "I'm very sorry, I put your love letter in the trash last semester, but it's only natural, right? After all, your cuteness is only less than one-tenth of Hoshino's."
"you-"
Yamamoto's face suddenly turned pale, and he stared at Yagi Miyuki with his mouth open.
"If the above has offended you, then I'm sorry."
Yagi Miyuki bowed slightly, but said with an expressionless face: "I have no intention of speaking ill of anyone, but Yamamoto-san, please don't repeat the previous childish behavior. Although I don't care, but if you bring Hoshino-san, I would be quite troubled."
The noisy classroom suddenly became dead silent. Facing the many strange and shocked eyes, Yagi Miyuki secretly lost his temper.
"What an impulsive impulse..."
Just when Yagi Miyuki didn't know how to round up the scene to ease the embarrassing atmosphere and the dilemma of being the center of attention, fortunately, the teacher entered the classroom, which allowed him to continue to sit back in his seat with a nonchalant expression.