Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"Good morning, sister Mingyue." Arriving at school in the morning, Li Xuehao met Mingyue Jiehua standing at the gate of the academy.

The inconspicuous standard school uniform sets off her slender waist and long legs. She holds a wooden sword in her left hand and wears a discipline association armband on her right arm. , also appeared to be very cautious.

"Good morning, Zhenzhong." Seeing him, Mingyue Jiehua's eyes seemed to drift a little, "Today is still the same as yesterday, you go back to the classroom, and come to the office to find me after class in the afternoon."

"Okay, Senior Sister Mingyue." Li Xuehao agreed with a nod, feeling a little ominous in his heart, and guessed that there would be some "important" task for him in the afternoon.

After changing his indoor shoes, Li Xuehao was ready to go upstairs with his schoolbag. His class is on the 2nd floor, the 3rd floor is the school building for the second grade, and the 4th floor and above are all the third graders.

"Hey, Zhenzhong." Behind him, a familiar voice stopped him.

It was Naomi Fukuen, and Li Xuehao knew who it was without turning his head. When he turned his head to look, he saw Naomi Fukuen holding a large pile of things, "Good morning, sister Fuyuan."

"Well, good morning, take it for me." Fukuen Naomi was holding a thick stack of books in her hand, did she not bring a schoolbag?

"Okay." A day ago, Fukuen Naomi would have preferred to have her hand broken, and would not let him help. It is probably due to "taking care" of her yesterday, so I barely regard myself as a person to communicate with.

Throwing the schoolbag on his shoulder, and then taking the stack of books in her hand, Li Xuehao asked curiously, "Where is Senior Fuyuan's schoolbag?"

"In the classroom." Naomi Fukuen rubbed her sore wrist and said lightly.

"Then these books?" Li Xuehao glanced at the thick stack of books in his hand, as if they were not textbooks.

"It's a kendo manual to be distributed to the members of the kendo club." Fukuen Naomi said coldly while stroking the hair that fell to her forehead after her sore wrist was relieved.

"Handbook of Kendo?" Li Xuehao was secretly surprised. The thickness of one of them alone is as thick as one centimeter, and the size is about the size of an A4 paper. Is there so much content to be recorded in a small manual?

"Yeah." At the same time of answering, Naomi Fukuen turned his head to look at him, and walked forward without stopping, "Your handkerchief has been washed, follow me to the classroom and bring it to you."

"Okay, senior."

The two walked up the steps and hadn't talked since then. Fukuen Naomi was slightly ahead of Li Xuehao, and Li Xuehao followed her with a stack of kendo manuals. The atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

At this time, because it was still early, not many people went up and down the steps. Occasionally, people passing by, male or female, seemed to be a little afraid of Fukuen Naomi, so they hurriedly left after saying hello.

Fukuen Naomi didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, even if someone greeted her "good morning", she didn't hear it.

Li Xuehao secretly sighed, compared to Mingyue Jiehua, no matter whether she was a student of a lower grade or not, she would always respond to the greeting, and even if she didn't answer, she would still signal with her eyes, making it hard to pick.

Fukuen Naomi's approach of treating others as if they don't exist is very rude. Fortunately, she is in the third grade. In this school, except for the teacher, even if she doesn't respond to anyone, no one will say anything.

But this kind of practice will obviously make the students of the same school gradually alienate her. Even if the lower grades see her and say hello to her out of politeness, those in the same grade as her will probably treat her as a transparent person.

Probably only members of the Kendo Club would treat her like a god.

Glancing at her back, Li Xuehao secretly felt a pity in his heart, she is such a cute and beautiful girl, with a good figure and beauty, if she wasn't grumpy and cold, she would definitely be very popular.

The boys who passed by didn't even dare to look at her, let alone write love letters to express their love to her.

The two continued to walk in silence, and another boy came down in front of them.

He is a very tall boy, about 1.8 meters close to 1.9 meters, with short inch-length hair, handsome face, and calm momentum. If he is not wearing a school uniform, he might think he is a young teacher in the school. .

Seeing this person appear, Fukuen Naomi finally reacted, stopped, looked at the boy who came down and asked, "Nakamura, when did you come back?" Although the voice was as cold as ever, at least it didn't completely ignore up.

"I just arrived this morning." The boy glanced at her, then at Li Xuehao, and continued walking down without saying anything.

This is another impolite guy!

Li Xuehao thought to himself, judging from the fact that he didn't say hello to Fukuen Naomi, he must be a third-year student. However, Li Xuehao himself seemed to have forgotten, and he didn't say hello to the seniors.

"Wow, is he Senior Nakamura? He's so handsome!"

"Really, I heard that there are girls who haven't dated yet."

When passing by the third floor, two girls came out from the door of the classroom beside the corridor, looking excitedly at the back of the tall and handsome boy who went downstairs.

The two of them might have been going downstairs just now, but when they saw Fukuen Naomi beside them, they were taken aback immediately, greeted "Good morning" quickly, and ran down from Li Xuehao with their heads down.

But maybe he was a little nervous, and accidentally bumped into the corner of the stack of kendo manuals he was holding in his hand. Seeing that the manuals were about to fall from top to bottom, Li Xuehao's expression tightened, and he quickly turned his hands in the direction where the manuals were out of balance. .

"touch~"

"Hmm~"

That direction happened to be Fukuen Naomi's position. Li Xuehao slammed her into the wall, and his hand was caught somewhere because he wanted to hold on to the top kendo manual so that it would not fall off. It felt very soft. .

He even squeezed his hand subconsciously. It was indeed soft, but it didn't feel like a kendo manual.

Fukuen Naomi blushed and looked at him with shame and anger. The feeling in her chest made her know what happened. This was the second time!

The bastard!

"Don't let me go yet!"

Li Xuehao finally realized what he had caught, retracted his hand like an electric shock, and hurriedly explained embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, that, I don't know..."

"Shut up!" Fukuen Naomi was ashamed and angry, but she didn't make a move. She gritted her teeth and walked up the steps on the fourth floor.

Li Xuehao was a little ashamed. Although Naomi Fukuen didn't attack him in a fit of rage, he was the one who "shot" first, and this was the second time. If it was "passive" yesterday, then today it is "active" this time. Even if it is not intentional to insult a girl from another family, it seems unreasonable.

Carefully follow Fukuen Naomi all the way up to the 4th floor and step into the corridor.

Since Fukuen Naomi was walking in front, Li Xuehao couldn't see her expression, but it certainly wouldn't look very good.

After thinking about it, Li Xuehao still thinks that this kind of thing should be explained clearly, so as not to cause any misunderstanding: "Sister, I'm really sorry just now, I..."

"Needless to say!" Fukuen Naomi, who was walking in front, stopped and interrupted him coldly, "Pretend this incident never happened, understand? Don't mention it in the future."

"...Yes, I know." Li Xuehao smiled wryly, but the girls are not ready to care about it, so what else can he say, does he really want to make people become angry and fight him?