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"Hey, Horikita!"
The sudden voice from beside her startled Horiuchi Suzune.
She looked back and saw that the person who spoke was Wu Douyu with a smirk on his face.
"What?" Horiuchi Lingyin raised her eyebrows and asked.
Wu Douyu rubbed his stomach, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and said to Horikita Suzune:
"Um, Horibei! I think I ate the wrong thing at noon today! My stomach hurts so much now (.?_?)!" As Wu Douyu said this, a constipated expression appeared on his face.
"If you have a stomachache, just go see a doctor! What's the use of telling me?" Horikita Suzune rolled her eyes at him unhappily.
"Hehe, that's why I wanted to trouble you. Please ask for leave for me from the next class. I need to go to the infirmary to check my stomach." Wu Douyu bent his waist, squeezed his buttocks, and an awkward smile appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Horikita Lingyin felt a little contempt in her heart, and stretched out her hand and waved at Wu Douyu with some disgust.
"Go and have a look! I'll tell the teacher for you."
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"Thank you!"
Seeing that Horikita Suzune agreed to his request, Wu Douyu hurriedly covered his stomach and ran out of the classroom.
Seeing this, Horikita Suzune shook her head helplessly, and began to carefully observe the facial expressions of other people in the class, as if trying to find someone.
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, who was sitting not far away, glanced at Takeuchi's departing back.
He propped up his head and looked at the sky outside the window.
The azure blue sky reflected the empty eyes of Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.
No one could see what was going on in his mind.
In the dim room, Karuizawa Kei sat quietly on the floor. The walls around her seemed to be pressing in on her, making her feel suffocated.
The only light in the room came from the faint glow coming in from the window, which barely outlined her thin figure.
Karuizawa Kei's eyes were dull, as if she had lost focus, staring into the void in front of her, lifeless and without any waves.
Her body was like a lifeless statue, sitting there motionless, her hands limply placed on her knees, her fingertips lightly touching the cold ground.
Her long golden hair had lost its former luster and was hanging down beside her cheeks, covering part of her face.
The air in the room seemed to be frozen, and time lost its meaning here.
She seemed to be forgotten by the world in this little corner, lonely and desperate.
drip...
A crisp ringtone came from the smart card machine at the door.
The door that had been closed for a long time finally welcomed the sunlight again.
"Oh! Poor thing, if I give you another chance to choose! Will you still choose to escape?"
Karuizawa Kei raised her head blankly and looked at the young man bathing in the sun.
Is it an angel?
Do not!
He is a devil!
One who pushes himself into a deeper, darker…
demon!
Chapter 118 Hehehe, the best is yet to come!
It was mid-September, and there were only two short weeks left until the sports festival began.
Everyone is working hard for victory in the sports festival.
Horikita Suzune would often go to the White Team to observe their strength, and would discuss with Class A how to form effective combinations to obtain the maximum points.
"Okay, everyone come over and write your own combinations on this entry form!" Yosuke Hirata stood on the podium, holding a form in his hand, and shouted to everyone.
When everyone heard what Yosuke Hirata said, they all gathered around the podium and wrote the names of their groups on it.
"Budou, let me go to Hirata and write our names!" Yukimura, who was wearing glasses and looked weak, shouted to Budouyu.
Wu Douyu hummed lightly.
In order to respond to Horikita Suzune's decision, Butouyu, who is bad at sports, is teamed up with Yukimura, who is also bad at sports!
Wu Douyu glanced at Ayanokouji Kiyotaka who was sitting in his seat in a daze, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
"Ayanokouji-san, who is your two-person three-legged team?"
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka propped up his head and glanced at Wu Douyu, and said softly:
"It's Yamauchi."
"Oh." Wu Douyu nodded without asking any more questions.
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at the crowd that was gradually dispersing on the podium, and then he stood up.
"Wu Dou, can I ask you for a favor?"
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka came to Takeuchi's seat and spoke in a pleading tone.
"Ah? Is there something wrong, Ayanokouji-san?"
Wu Douyu was also surprised to see that Brother Lu actually had something to ask him.
"Can you help me keep Hirata busy for a while?"
what?
Wu Douyu looked a little confused. He didn't understand what Ayanokouji's intention was.
"Well, please! Takeuchi!" Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at Takeuchi calmly and spoke.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Wu Douyu's face, but he finally nodded.
"Okay! I don't know why you did this, Ayanokouji-san, but I think you have your reasons!"
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka hummed lightly and walked towards Hirata Yosuke who was counting the list of entries.
"Hirata, my name hasn't been filled in yet!"
Hirata Yosuke looked up and saw that the person coming was Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. A smile appeared on his face and he handed the entry form in his hand to Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.
"Then please fill it out, Ayanokouji-san!"
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka took the entry form and looked at the configurations of all the participating combinations in the class, as well as some combination configurations of the participants in the recommended projects.
He signaled Wu Douyu with his eyes, asking him to perform faster.
Wu Douyu also understood the meaning in Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's eyes, and quickly covered his stomach and shouted.
"Ah! My stomach hurts so much! I feel like I'm about to give birth. Ah, no, it hurts so much! Is there anyone who can help take me to the infirmary?"
Ayanokouji Kiyotaka couldn't help but twitch his lips as he watched Takeuchi's shoddy performance.
Come on, your acting is so fake! Who would be so stupid to believe you?
"Mr. Takeuchi! Are you okay?" Hirata Yosuke, who was standing by, was shocked when he saw Takeuchi squatting on the ground and screaming, and he hurried to his side to check on him.
When the students around saw this, they couldn't help but gather around to see what was going on!
Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted by Butou Yu, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka also sighed softly.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and took a picture of the entry form, then put the phone back into his pocket with a calm look on his face, as if nothing had just happened.
Everything that Ayanokouji Kiyotaka had just done was naturally seen by Takeuchi. He smiled and shook his head, stood up from the ground, and showed an apologetic expression to the concerned classmates around him.
"Ah, my stomach suddenly doesn't hurt anymore!"
“Yi…”
When everyone saw that Wu Douyu was indeed fine, they began to groan in disdain.
Seeing this, Hirata Yosuke also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hirata, I've finished writing!" Ayanokouji Kiyotaka handed the entry form back to Hirata Yosuke.
"Yeah, okay!" Hirata Yosuke took it and after making sure that no name was missed, he nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the classroom.
And Ayanokouji Kiyotaka also put his hands in his pockets and walked out through the back door.
……
"Teacher Chabashira! This is the list of participants for our class's sports festival." Hirata Yosuke said as he looked at Chabashira Sae who was drinking hot tea in front of him.
Chabashira Sae glanced at the entry form and nodded.
"Well, you go out! Hirata, prepare well for this sports festival!"
"Okay, Mr. Chabashira." Hirata Yosuke tapped his forehead lightly, then turned and walked out.
However, not long after, the door of Chabashira Sae's office was opened again.
"Chabashira-sensei, I haven't filled out the list of contestants yet!"
Chabashi Sae looked at the girl standing at the door and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I thought you were really going to give up participating in the competition!"
"Karuizawa."
.........
On the rooftop.
Her long purple-red hair fluttered gently in the breeze. Ryuuen stood on the edge of the rooftop, holding the railing tightly with both hands, quietly watching the staff who were preparing for the sports festival on the playground in the distance.
The wind on the rooftop was a little cool, blowing through his hair and ruffling the hem of his loose clothes.
At this moment, the iron door behind him was slowly opened, making a slight creaking sound.
Ryuen seemed to have anticipated this person's arrival. He did not look back, but just waited quietly.