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".It's strange, he's not in the office right now."
"Xinchun should know."
"Kokoharu? Ah, that's Matsumae-san, right? Where is she?"
"Right now. Hey! Xinchun, why are you running over there? Come here quickly, come here quickly."
Fujii Itsuki wanted to sneak away while the two were talking, but before he took two steps, he was pulled back by Yang Kui Chitose who came rushing over.
Thousand years old!
Fujii Itsuki was almost in despair.
Usami Tamaki looked the big blue raccoon cat up and down.
Under pressure, Fujii Itsuki could only imitate the posture of a little girl, bending down slightly and lowering his head to greet Usami Tamaki.
"Matsumae-san, do you know where your teacher Fujii is?"
"." Fujii Itsuki reluctantly controlled Xinchun's hand and waved it in the air.
Usami Tamaki turned her head and looked at Yang Kui Chitose, "Why aren't you talking?"
Yang Kui Qiansui spread his hands, "I don't know either."
Usami Tamaki looked at him, as if she had figured out something. "Matsumae-san, that's you in there, right? Please take off your hood and let me see."
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"Matsumae-san?"
Usami Tamaki then signaled to Chitose Haruki with her eyes, and Chitose Haruki understood what she meant and walked forward to take off Doraemon's mask.
Of course Fujii Itsuki held on tightly and refused to let go.
"Xinchun! Just take it off. It's a good opportunity for you to get some fresh air!"
No, you can’t let it go!
Absolutely not let go!
"Xinchun! Quick, quick, take it off!"
As soon as Yang Kui Chitose exerted force, Fujii Itsuki suddenly felt that the hood on his head was about to be pulled off by her.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop Qiansui's strength.
Don't waste your energy here, girl!
".Xinchun! Just take it off! Take it off for a moment!"
No! You can’t pick it!
"Just pick it up, just once!"
Can’t pick it!
"Take it off!"
Yang Kui Chitose exerted force, and the hood "bang" came off the body of the big blue raccoon cat.
When she hugged the hood, steadied her body, and looked back, her expression was the same as Usami Tamaki's.
Shock.
"Teacher Shufujii?!!"
"Fujii.?!"
The air froze for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fujii Itsuki's face, with shock, confusion and surprise.
Hearing the sound, some female students from Fujii Itsuki's class looked over here.
When everyone saw that the person inside Doraemon was actually Mr. Fujii, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Eh, Mr. Fujii?"
"So it was Mr. Fujii who was standing at the door the whole time?"
"Then the meowing just now was also caused by Mr. Fujii?"
"No, that's not right. It was clearly Xinchun's voice before."
"I think Mr. Fujii was shy and imitated him secretly~"
"Yeah!"
Fujii Itsuki smiled awkwardly, trying to make himself look less embarrassed. He tried his best to press Xinchun's little head against his chest, and said to everyone who was watching: "Don't get me wrong, experience youth, experience youth."
Usami Tamaki found it interesting. "If that's the case, why should you be embarrassed? I just said it to you."
"This is my first time trying this activity, and I feel a little embarrassed."
"Stage play—"
"Of course, of course, I'll go there soon, I'll go there soon."
Fujii Itsuki immediately looked at Yang Kui Chitose and said in a commanding tone, "Yang Kui-san, give me the hood. I have to go to the locker room now and change out of the puppet costume. It's too hot."
"Oh." Yang Kui Chitose handed over the hood in her hand.
"Please help me put on the hood. My hands and feet are not very convenient now."
"it is good."
When Chitose put the mask on him again, Fujii Itsuki breathed a sigh of relief.
He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Matsumae Shinchun, whose head was shrunk to his chest. He secretly felt lucky that he had pushed Shinchun's head down in time so that no one saw it.
"Then where is Xinchun, Mr. Fujii?"
"Xinchun, I'm not sure either. Should you go and prepare for the stage play?"
"Then I'll go look for her. Teacher Fujii, don't forget to come to our class for coffee later~~"
"go Go."
After dealing with Yang Kui Chitose, Fujii Itsuki turned to Usami Tamaki and promised to go backstage at the stage play later. He dragged Matsumae Shinharu's body and limped towards the dressing room.
On the way, Xinchun was worrying about what to do with her clothes when she happened to meet Muzi, who quickly called out to her.
".Ashu?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Why are you thinking of being a mascot?" Akai Muzi held the notebook and couldn't help laughing.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Xinchun is inside my clothes. She just fainted from heatstroke. Go to the infirmary and see if there's anyone there. If there's no one, I'll take her there."
"Xinchun, is inside your clothes?" Akai Muzi was shocked.
"Don't ask now. I'll explain it later. Let's go to the infirmary first."
"Row."
Fujii Itsuki breathed a sigh of relief. At last, there was someone he could rely on in this school.
Fortunately, there was no one in the infirmary at the moment. Fujii Shu helped Xinchun in, and Muzi helped take off his hood and unzipped the back.
When the puppet costume slipped to the ground, Akai Muzi saw Matsumae Shinchun's appearance, and was surprised. She quickly locked the door of the infirmary and closed the curtains.
When she turned around, Fujii Itsuki had already put Matsumae Shinharu on the bed.
"Where are Xinchun's clothes?"
"She took it off herself. It should be in the box where I keep the clothes. Rinka might know about it."
".And she asked you to go inside the doll with her?"
"Jiuhuayue was there at about the time, and Xinchun tried to prevent Xiaoyue from finding me."
Akai Muzi was speechless for a moment.
Fujii Itsuki touched Matsumae Shinharu's forehead and found that her body temperature had dropped a little, so he took a cotton handkerchief from the infirmary, dipped it in water, and applied a cold compress on Matsumae Shinharu's forehead.
Then I gave her some water and felt relieved when I saw that her breathing was stable.
Akai Muko opened the door of the infirmary, took Matsumae Shinharu's clothes, and walked back.
"It's troublesome."
"Need not."
Fujii Itsuki looked at Xinchun, helped her up, and began to help her put on her clothes.
Akai Muzi stared at Xinchun and couldn't help but speak:
"Ashu."
"how."
"Xinchun is not usually such a tactless person. Has she been provoked by something?"
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Fujii Itsuki lifted up Matsumae Shinharu's hands and put the sailor uniform over her head.
After a moment's silence he replied:
"She knows about Xiaoyue and I."
"Hasn't she known about the matter between you and Xiaoyue for a long time? There's no need to be upset now."
".It's not about Xiaoyue liking me."
Akai Muzi looked at Fujii Itsuki thoughtfully, and thinking about Jiuhuayue's condition in the past few days, she guessed:
"Ashu. You and Xiao Jiuhua, right?"
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"No wonder, no wonder."
Akai Muzi repeated it twice with a complicated look in her eyes. She herself remained silent for a while, staring at Fujii Itsuki.
She looked away briefly before asking again:
"How did Xinchun know that?"