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This efficiency
If I were alone instead.
It is impossible to provide such good treatment conditions for the dean.
Fujii Itsuki was thinking, if the Matsumae family extended an olive branch to him again next time and asked him to get engaged to Kokoharu, how would he refuse?
Do you want to use Chitose as an excuse?
If I decline this request, I'm afraid I'll have to repay the Matsumae family for the rest of my life.
If you agree
To be honest, putting Chitose aside for the time being, Fujii Itsuki felt that it was not impossible for him to agree to the Matsumae family.
Is it really okay to just agree to the Matsumae family?
Isn't this a continuation of the tragedy that happened to the professor?
In the end, no changes were made at all, it was just that Xinchun accidentally matched with the person she liked.
Can this be considered salvation?
All kinds of questions plague my mind.
The more he thought about it, the more Fujii Itsuki felt that his outrageous idea of "having it all" yesterday might actually be able to solve the emotional problems between everyone.
Since everyone can't live without me, then no one should leave.
We build a home together in harmony.
Even though it is very abnormal for this society, isn't this kind of harmonious and mutual assistance what everyone expects?
This idea is really scary.
Fujii Itsuki was unable to refute or find a better solution for a moment.
Thinking about this, Fujii Itsuki unknowingly walked to the door of the second-grade class A. Matsumae Shinchun was standing by the window, staring blankly at the playground.
The wind blowing in from the open window gently touched her straight long brown hair, and along with it, her blue bow tie and the pleated skirt under her sailor uniform also fluttered.
She just stood by the window, staring out.
This scene seemed to have touched upon something deep within Fujii Itsuki's heart.
This reminded him of Shinharu Matsumae on a snowy day.
Fujii Itsuki remembered that day she was wearing the Chihaya robe of the shrine maiden and the snow-capped crown, and was reminiscing about her mother.
The back of Xinchun.
It means she is a bit lonely.
Fujii Itsuki did not talk to her immediately, but instead noticed the textbooks, notebooks and exercise books on the desk next to her.
this amount
Fujii Itsuki was surprised.
Chinese, mathematics, foreign languages, geography and history.
All courses with final exams are included here.
The textbooks were filled with dense notes, and the draft papers were filled with arithmetic and various formulas.
The notebook on the table was flipping.
At the same time, Fujii Itsuki's emotions were also surging.
He was frowning. He had a vague idea of what so many assignments meant, but he still couldn't grasp the key point.
Fujii Itsuki looked at the girl's back and shouted:
"Matsumae——"
But he suddenly paused and changed his tone, becoming softer.
"Xinchun."
Matsumae Shinharu turned around and saw that it was Fujii Itsuki. Her face showed three parts of surprise, three parts of melancholy, and three parts of joy. The rest was respect and politeness.
"Teacher Fujii!"
The girl quickly put her hands together and bowed her head to him.
"Why aren't you going home at this hour?"
".Xinchun was studying for her final exams and accidentally forgot the time."
"A bit unhappy?"
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"Xinchun?"
Fujii Itsuki's question made Matsumae Shinharu notice his address. The teacher called him by his name, not "Matsumae-san".
This is in school.
"No, there are only two of us in the classroom now."
"But."
"Or would you rather I call you Matsumae-san in private, Xinchun?"
"Then it's better to call her 'Xinchun' in private."
The girl's voice became quieter.
"Let's go."
"Ah?" Matsumae Shinchun didn't react.
"You must have not brought an umbrella today, otherwise why would you stand here and watch the rain for so long?"
“The teacher knows.”
"I can see your predicament from the way you stand by the window and watch the rain for such a long time. Come on, don't be polite to me."
Matsumae Shinchun was a little hesitant, "But, teacher, what if our schoolmates see us on the street? After all, we are under the same umbrella."
"That's right, then you take the umbrella and I'll walk to the bus stop."
"How can this be possible? This makes it difficult for you, teacher."
"So, Xinchun, sometimes you don't have to worry too much. You didn't bring an umbrella, so I can use mine to take you to the bus stop and send you home. What's wrong with that?"
"Teacher Fujii said this"
Fujii Itsuki smiled: "No need to worry so much"
Having said this, Matsumae Shinchun had no choice but to agree.
After the girl packed her schoolbag and homework, the two of them went to the door of the Moon Tower to change their shoes and stood under the eaves.
Fujii Itsuki looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and smiled again:
"Rainy days usually bring bad moods, right? Not to mention the sudden dark incident yesterday."
"." The girl just lowered her head beside him and did not reply.
Fujii Itsuki opened his umbrella and looked at Matsumae Shinchun for a second longer. After inviting her under his umbrella, the child remained in this state.
"Let's go then."
"Yeah." Matsumae Shinchun still lowered her head.
There was a drizzle in the sky.
The haze is lingering, always bringing with it a slight chill.
Although it is cloudy, it is a different feeling to be under the same umbrella with a beautiful girl on a rainy day.
Xinchun beside me seemed to be a little worried.
This forced Fujii Itsuki to pay more attention to her and look at her while holding the umbrella.
The little blue scarf lay quietly on her full chest over her white sailor uniform, rising and falling slightly with her even breathing.
Occasionally, the nose is filled with the scent of a young girl, with a floral aroma.
This is completely different from the scent of Xiao Jiuhua and Qiansui.
The smell is cold, yet sobering.
The smell of cold rain and the continuous "patter" sound of raindrops on the umbrella made it seem as if she was the only one left in this world.
Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but talk to her.
"Xinchun."
"Ok?"
"Are you worried?"
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"The teacher said, if you have any problem, you can talk to the teacher directly."
Matsumae Xinchun still lowered her head, "But this time, Xinchun feels like even if I tell Mr. Fujii, it won't have any effect."
"How do you know if you don't tell me?"
".Then I want to marry the teacher, is that ok?"
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Fujii Itsuki choked. He really had no answer to this.
Most other children would get discouraged at this time and act like “I expected this.” But Xinchun is different. She would blame herself first.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to threaten the teacher. It's just..."
The girl only said half of her words weakly and stopped talking.
Although she didn't finish her words, Fujii Itsuki could still vaguely sense her mood.
She was sad and a little bit inferior.