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"Hey, this looks like my home..." Songgang Dong reminded unhappily.
Shinomiya Mikoto was well prepared for this and said confidently, "Mr. Matsuoka stated in the agreement that I have the right to live here, so this can be said to be my home during the period of the agreement."
"It's that confused old man again," Song Gangdong complained helplessly in a low voice.
"Is it clear now? Anyway, I get to use the bathroom first every day. If you are dissatisfied, you can tell Mr. Songgang yourself." After she said that, she turned around and went upstairs.
She felt a little better when she saw the other party being humiliated, but she was most happy that she could take a shower freely in the future.
"Eh? No, the agreement also stipulates who gets to use it first? Damn, that guy fooled me."
Just now I was complaining that the old man's head didn't come to his senses for a while, but now that it has come to this, I can only comfort myself that a good man does not fight with a woman.
But I just feel that the squid strips in my mouth are not so fragrant today. I wanted to take a rest but I have to wait for the other party to finish using the bathroom before I can take a shower, so I can only watch TV boredly.
At this time, Shinomiya Mikoto was taking a bath very comfortably in the bathroom. She was looking at the moon outside the window with a lot of thoughts in her mind. She was a little confused about her future.
"Cheer up! School starts tomorrow and you must not let anyone know your current situation." She was in a daze for a while, then came back to her senses and encouraged herself.
She must not make any mistakes in school, otherwise she would not be able to stay there. You know, the power of messages between students is very terrifying, and she does not have the conditions to transfer schools now.
"Miss, how long are you going to take? I still need to take a shower and go to bed."
Shinomiya Mikoto immediately became alert and warned: "Don't come in, or I will call someone."
"Then hurry up, really."
She was relieved when she heard him coming down the stairs. She was actually quite scared about a single man and a single woman living in the same house, especially since she didn't know Song Gangdong very well.
If he turns into a wolf, then she, the little white rabbit, will have nowhere to escape. Although it is her own fault, there is nothing she can do but be on guard at all times.
Thinking of this, she quickly got out of the water and dried herself. This time, she took all her things and returned to her room before her hair was completely dry, for fear that she would be caught by Song Gangdong if she was late.
"Phew, I can get some good sleep tonight," she muttered to herself after locking the door.
Songgang Dong had very good ears, so when he heard the sound of the door being opened, he knew that the guy had come out. Then he went up to take a look and saw that it was true.
"What a shame, they didn't clean up again," Song Gangdong complained as he looked at the bath water in the bathtub.
Then he drained the water and filled it up again. Perhaps it was because he was a bit of a germaphobe, he couldn't understand why some people had fantasies about a beautiful woman's bath water, because no matter what kind of bath water it was, it was dirty water after all.
There are also many people who like to smell stockings, which makes him feel disgusted. You know, foot odor does not discriminate against everyone. I once saw a news report that a dozen fake socialites shared a pair of brand-name stockings, but one of them had athlete's foot and all of them were infected.
So beauties are also human beings. Those who like to eat feet are not really afraid of getting athlete's foot on their lips. Anyway, they can't stand it. No matter how beautiful they are, if they don't like to be clean, they will refuse.
Now he has a lot of complaints about Shinomiya Mikoto. Fortunately, her personal hygiene is okay, but he is still dissatisfied every time she doesn't clean.
"It's nice. What are we going to eat tomorrow morning? If you don't want to get up early to make a bento lunch, you can only eat in the cafeteria."
In fact, many high schools in Japan do not have cafeterias, and there is not even a place to heat up meals, so many students can only eat cold lunch boxes or other food. Therefore, the bread in the canteen is very popular among students who do not bring lunch boxes.
The Haicheng High School he attended was a famous school and was very wealthy, so of course it had a cafeteria, and it was very good but also very expensive, so generally only wealthy students would go there.
In the past, he also brought his own lunch box and ate bread. According to his original body's memory, he wanted to eat in the cafeteria once at that time, but because of his personality, he never had the courage to go.
This time he could fulfill the original body's wish, but thinking about going to school tomorrow, besides being excited, he also felt curious and nervous.
Although I have the original owner's memories, it is just like watching a movie and is completely different from the personal experience. Although it is my second time in high school, the environment is completely different after all, it is abroad.
"I miss going to school so much. Only after I started working did I realize that the most relaxing time was when I was in school," he said with emotion.
"I have to get to school early tomorrow. I can't let them see me walking there... Oops!"
When Shinomiya Mikoto was getting ready to go to bed, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to drain the bath water. She felt sick in case that guy had any other thoughts in his mind.
"Damn it, I was so careless"
She was secretly annoyed at her carelessness, but half a day had passed and it was too late, so she could only pretend that it had never happened and remind herself to be careful next time.
Of course, Songgang Dong didn't know that her paranoid delusion was acting up. After taking a shower, he returned to his room and went to the balcony to dry himself. Suddenly, he noticed a sneaky figure on the street.
"Could it be a thief?" He looked while wiping his hair.
Then I found that the man was hanging around in front of a nearby house. The area where Matsuoka's family lives is Setagaya District. Although many people say that this is a wealthy area, this is actually a fallacy.
In fact, this place is equivalent to the urban-rural fringe. Some areas are indeed inhabited by wealthy people, celebrities and politicians, but some areas are just inhabited by ordinary middle-class people.
The area near Jingtang Station where their home is located is an ordinary part of the area, so there are relatively few thieves coming here because they know they won't get much.
So he still felt a little curious about this person, and then he called the police directly. Regardless of whether the man was a thief or not, there must be something wrong with him acting so sneakily at such a late hour.
It's over~ It's over~ It's over...
The siren of a patrol car sounded quickly, probably because it happened to be nearby and that's why it arrived so quickly. Then he saw the whole process of that guy being asked to get into the police car.
"I don't know what's going on. Never mind, let's go to sleep." He yawned and went back to bed.
In front of the police station
"Damn it! Who called the police?" A beautiful lady came out from the door and cursed.
Chapter 9: Classmates and Deskmates
Song Gangdong felt refreshed after waking up from his sleep.
He somersaulted to his feet, feeling very satisfied with the vitality of his young body. Although he had been in good health before, he was not as relaxed as he is now due to overwork.
He drew up the curtains with a swish, and the golden morning light shone in, making him squint his eyes. After opening the window, the clear air flowed through the room, and the sparrows in the trees chirped.
After taking a few breaths of the slightly cool air, he felt a little more refreshed. Standing on the balcony, he stretched a little and prepared to go out to wash up.
"Huh? Why did this guy leave so early?"
Just as he was about to turn around, he found Shinomiya Mikoto who had just walked onto the street. She was already dressed and walking towards the school.
It's only 6:30 in the morning and school doesn't officially start until 8:00. It's really too early to go there now. Although I'm a little confused, I don't care too much.
After washing up, I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and realized that Shinomiya didn't make breakfast for me.
"Is it because of what I said last night? No, given her personality, she probably won't care. She probably doesn't have the time," Songgang Dong speculated.
Just as he thought, Shinomiya Mikoto, who was on the bus, was regretting not taking out a few slices of bread. She was a little hungry at this time.
“Just bear with it, and think of it as losing weight,” she comforted herself.
In fact, she is now thinner than ever before. After all, she has to work and does not eat well, so she can be said to be a little malnourished.
But there was one thing that made her feel better, that was there were only three people on the bus including her, and it was a rare opportunity for her to sit on a seat. She felt very relaxed looking at the streets outside the window in the early morning.
She got off the bus at the stop before the school to avoid being accidentally discovered by her classmates. Although she still had to walk some distance, it was safer this way.
"Just behave as usual." She walked to the school gate and took a deep breath to adjust her mood.
Fortunately, there were no students at the door, which made her relax a lot. Then she walked in slowly. The first thing to do at the beginning of the new semester was to check the class information on the public panel.
Because Neon's class and seat change every semester, which allows her to conceal her situation better, she prays in her heart that there will be fewer familiar faces in the new class.
"Second year, second group. Luckily there's no one I'm too familiar with. Wait, Songgang Dong!!!"
She looked at the class information with a very grim expression. She never expected that she would be assigned to the same class with that guy and even sit at the same table with him!
She originally felt annoyed seeing him when she went back, but she didn't expect to have to be so close to him at school. She was so depressed at this moment.
"Don't God think I'm miserable enough?" She really wanted to cry at this moment.
"Eh? Shinomiya-san, you're here early."
Just when she was about to cry, someone greeted her from behind. She turned around and found that it was the class monitor from last semester. She just saw that he was in the same class with her, but she was not particularly familiar with him and they were basically not in the same circle.
In the past, the girls who surrounded her were all relatively wealthy. Fortunately, the changes in the Shinomiya Group were very low-key, so most people would not know about it unless they asked too much. They were not in the new class this time, so the risk of being exposed was much smaller.
"Good morning, Captain Yoshikawa." Shinomiya Mikoto turned around with an elegant smile.
"Good morning, Shinomiya-san," Yoshikawa Yumi responded with a smile.
"Because I woke up early, I came here earlier. The campus with fewer people makes me feel peaceful," Shinomiya Mikoto explained softly.
"So that's how it is. You're worthy of being a young lady," Yoshikawa Yumi smiled politely.
But she complained in her heart that rich people were really sick. If she had a car to take her home every day and didn't have to worry about commuting time, she would definitely sleep in.
Then she looked at the class information and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that we are in the same class again. Please give me your guidance in the future."
"I should ask you to take care of me from now on," said Shinomiya Mikoto softly.
Because generally speaking, someone who has been a squad leader will still be a squad leader after changing shifts. After all, this position is full of troubles and not many benefits so few people are willing to do it.
"We should take care of each other," Yoshikawa Yumi responded very maturely.
The conversation between the two of them was really mature, and it didn't seem like they were high school students at all. Shinomiya Mikoto was educated, and Yoshikawa Yumi had been helping out in her family's pastry shop since she was a child.
After greeting each other, they walked to the classroom together. Then students arrived at school one after another, and more and more students gathered in front of the door.
"Neighborhood is worthy of the name. Female students in school uniforms are really pleasing to the eyes." Songgang Dong admired the energetic female students who were taking pictures.
If time wasn't running out, he would have wanted to stay for a while, but now he had to check the class information quickly or he would be late.
Just as he quickened his pace, a freshman girl behind him looked at his back with a look of joy on her face.
"Finally found him," she said to herself.
"Group 2, Grade 2, Group 2, Grade 2..." Song Gangdong kept muttering as he searched and finally arrived.
When he opened the door, the first person he noticed was of course Shinomiya Mikoto. Just now, he was only paying attention to his own name and didn't pay attention to anything else, so he was stunned when he saw her.
But then he walked in as if nothing had happened, and was speechless after finding his seat. He didn't expect such a coincidence.
Both of them pretended not to know each other. At this time, there were more and more students in the classroom. Because his seat was next to the window, he looked outside out of boredom.
"Matsuoka Dong-san?"
He heard a questioning voice from behind. Songgang turned around and saw a male classmate with squinty eyes. He looked like a sinister type at first glance. As we all know, characters with squinty eyes are generally not good people.
"It's me, who are you?" Songgang asked curiously.
"You don't even know me, the know-it-all Ito Kabuto, are you a transfer student?" Ito Kabuto was a little surprised.
"I'm from this school," Songgang responded helplessly. The original person had always lived in his own little world so he really didn't care about the things around him.
"That's impossible. How come I have no impression of you? Which class were you from?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“Four groups a year,” Songgang responded.
"That's not right. Why don't I have your information?" He took out a small notebook and started checking.
When Songgang Dong saw him like this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He didn't expect to meet such a person in the school. He had a premonition that he would definitely be in trouble in the future.