Kanagawa Taoist College Students

Going up to the rooftop with Fukuen Naomi, the two sat under the shade of a tree.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Naomi Fukuen sat a little closer to him, at least Li Xuehao felt that if he moved his hands and feet a little, he might touch her.

However, Fukuen Naomi himself didn't seem to feel anything. He opened his lunch box and ate while watching his movements.

Li Xuehao wanted to sit a little farther away, but was afraid of being too obvious. He was about to eat the bento prepared for him by Ayane Yamamoto when Fukuen Naomi suddenly stuffed the large bento box she brought over. : "Eat this first."

"Huh?" Li Xuehao looked at her suspiciously.

Fukuen Naomi didn't speak, but her expression was very serious, as if he had to eat the bento she brought first.

Li Xuehao took it inexplicably. In fact, it doesn't matter which of the two eats first. Anyway, both of them should be eaten. Since Fukuen Naomi was in front of her, it seemed okay to eat her first.

Open the bento box, the bento inside is as colorful as ever, exuding a strong aroma of food. But it seems that there are more than yesterday, and a whole bento box is piled up.

The image of the rice bucket is obviously already deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Li Xuehao sighed in his heart, and began to eat the bento.

Naomi Fukuen was also eating in small bites, but she seemed to prefer to watch him eat. She glanced at him after taking a small bite. Maybe she felt that the two of them were a little too quiet, so she started talking: "The real middle class is preparing for the cultural festival. What subject?"

"It's the 'Bride-only Experience Hall'." Li Xuehao replied casually.

"What is it?" Naomi Fukuen showed a little curiosity, and it was probably the first time she heard this.

"I don't know the specifics. It seems that girls can choose to wear a wedding dress on that day, and then invite a boy to hold a fake wedding. It seems to be like this." It's not that there is a problem with Li Xuehao's expressive ability. It was briefly introduced, but not specified.

"It seems very interesting." Naomi Fukuen stopped eating and looked forward, not knowing what she was thinking.

Is it interesting? Li Xuehao didn't think it was just a kind of pretend play played by kindergarten kids, but now high school students are playing it, which looks more professional and more atmospheric.

"Can other classes participate?" Fukuen Naomi asked casually.

"...It should be possible, but it will probably cost a little. After all, the wedding dress is rented from a bridal shop." Li Xuehao replied.

"Yes." Fukuen Naomi responded softly.

The two continued to eat the bento, as if they had agreed, and when Li Xuehao was about to finish eating, there was not much food left in Fuyuan Naomi's bento box.

"Koji!" Fukuen Naomi suddenly called out.

"Uh~~" Li Xuehao was startled, he almost lost his grip on his chopsticks, it seemed that Naomi Fukuen called him by his first name, not his last name.

"You don't mind if I call you that." Fukuen Naomi asked openly, as if she didn't realize that there was something wrong with her name.

"I don't mind, Senior Sister is my senior." Li Xuehao shook his head.

I've been with Fukuen Naomi for a long time, and I know a little bit about her temperament. Even if I'm familiar with you, the expression on her face is still the kind of indifference towards outsiders, but in terms of words and actions, people can feel it personally. Seeing her closeness, this may be a habit she has developed all year round.

"On the last day of the cultural festival, our kendo club will have a kendo competition, and we will invite the kendo club of the prefectural Yanghai Academy to participate... You can also come that day." Fukuen Naomi said softly.

"Okay." Li Xuehao hesitated for a moment, then agreed. It's not a problem just to watch a kendo competition, not to mention that the relationship with Fukuen Naomi can be regarded as the "Friends" stage, and it is reasonable to cheer up friends.

"Then it's settled." Naomi Fukuen said briskly.

...

Until the end of the club activity time, I didn't see the bright moon and flowers all day today, which made Li Xuehao secretly thankful, otherwise seeing her would be really hard to face.

Get out of school and go back as usual.

There is no lively shopping street on the way home, and there are not many pedestrians on the road except for a few students from the same school.

But even though they are from the same school, they don't know each other, and everyone is going their own way.

Li Xuehao, carrying his schoolbag, was thinking about whether to go to the Xiaye store to buy a set of cosmetics, when a slightly familiar voice suddenly came from the corner of the intersection ahead: "What are you going to do!"

It was actually the voice of the monitor, Marina Kohama. She was obviously in some trouble, and there was anger and disdain in her voice.

"Hey, just play with us, what's the big deal, isn't it, squad leader?" Another familiar voice came.

If I remember correctly, it was the vicious-looking boy who spoke directly without raising his hand in the morning.

Judging from the fierce look on the boy's head when he lowered his head, Li Xuehao knew that the squad leader would offend him for humiliating him in class, and he must have retaliated afterwards, but he didn't expect such a coincidence that he would hit him .

"Shangjiang Oura, I warn you, if you don't want to be expelled from school, stay away from me!" Marina Kohama threatened loudly.

"Do you think this is still a school? Marina-chan, put away what you did in the academy, if you don't come with us today, you know what the consequences will be?" The vicious boy's voice had a sinister tone.

Marina Kohama didn't speak anymore, probably because she was frightened.

Li Xuehao walked a few steps quickly, he was already out of the turning, and saw the scene of the squad leader being retaliated against.

About five or six meters away from him, Marina Kohama was surrounded by six or seven people by the wall. Except for the vicious-looking boy who was wearing a school uniform, the remaining six people were all dressed in various clothes, some were dressed in heavy metal punk, some were The ones wearing ordinary sportswear, but they don't look like good people, they are obviously a group of bad youths.

Marina Kohama was originally slender, but surrounded by a few tall people by the wall, she looked even more frail, like a child surrounded by several adults.

The appearance of Li Xuehao immediately attracted their attention, and even Marina Kohama's eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior.

"Hey, brat, do you want to meddle in your own business?" The speaker was a punk man with his hands in his trouser pockets. Although he was slightly shorter than Li Xuehao, he ignored him and threatened in a vicious tone.

"... Zhongjin, I know him, he is a student in our class." The vicious boy at the side looked at Li Xuehao, the expression on his face changed from doubt to understanding.