My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 130 Classmate Record

"Glass, this is yours."

Midori Sawara walked up to Nozomi with a yearbook with a light pink cover and interrupted her conversation with Tsuna.

When the two men looked at her, she put the yearbook in her hand on Glass's desk, turned to a page that had not been touched, took out two sheets of paper, and handed them to the two men respectively.

Tsuna reached out and took it, asking doubtfully, "I have one too?"

When she came over, he noticed the yearbook in her hand, but he didn't expect that he would have to write in it too.

He looked at the yearbook in his hand. In this era when smartphones were not yet widely available, this thing was also a memory of his childhood.

When we were in elementary school, no one had their own mobile phones, so the yearbook became the only way to keep in touch when we graduated.

After all, we went our separate ways after graduation, and if we want to keep in touch, we can only rely on the string of numbers left on the paper.

Some people do it out of curiosity or want to secretly collect the contact information of their secret crush, such as using the information of all their classmates as a cover, just to get the page of a specific person.

"Of course, how could I miss you?" Sawara Miyoko reached out and pulled over an empty chair and sat down, waving her hand casually.

Tsuna didn't care about her perfunctory attitude and shrugged. Just as he was about to pick up the pen to start writing, a hand suddenly reached out and snatched the yearbook away.

"What's wrong?" He turned to look at Glass, a little confused about what she meant.

"I'll help you write." Glass took out a pencil case from her schoolbag and started writing on it without hesitation.

"this………"

Tsuna was speechless when he saw that the first yearbook he had just obtained was snatched away by Nozomi.

Strangely enough, this yearbook became popular in the class a week ago. Almost every girl had one, including Glass.

Some boys in the class also bought it.

But the point is that he has never received a single yearbook from a girl, except for the one that Sawara Miyoko just gave him.

I have received a few from boys.

Seeing that he was still silent, Nishiko thought he was angry, so she hurriedly explained: "Your zodiac sign, birthday, age, contact information, hobbies, etc...."

I can recite it perfectly, so if I write it for you, doesn't that mean I understand you?"

"Too."

He didn't care about it after hearing this. After all, once this thing was written, they might throw it into some corner to collect dust in a month or two.

After a few minutes, Glass picked up the two yearbooks and checked them. Finding that there were no missed problems, she handed them back to Sawara Midori.

"Okay Miyoko."

"Then I'll go find the next person." After putting the two yearbooks back together, Midori Sawara stood up and left.

After watching her leave, Glass took out her own yearbook from her schoolbag, opened the first page and handed it to the person who was dozing off next to her, not forgetting to remind her:
"Tsuna, this is for you. You must write it carefully."

Tsuna rubbed his confused eyes and instinctively reached out to take it. After taking a look, he looked up at her in confusion: "Didn't you write it for me?"

Glass glared at him and said, "This is mine." Then she lowered her head and continued to write in the yearbook someone gave her, no longer paying attention to the confused person.

The processor in his head hasn't fully started yet, so does he feel any difference?

He didn't start writing right after receiving it, but instead read page by page, appreciating the graduation quotes and even hobbies that people had left for Glass.

"Haha..." I couldn't help but laugh out loud when I saw some outrageous comments. Just as I was about to turn to the next page, a white hand suddenly reached out and snatched the yearbook away.

Before Tsuna could turn his head to look, he heard the owner of the hand say angrily:
"What are you looking at, Tsuna? These are messages from others, they are private."

When Tsuna heard the voice, he looked up and what caught his eye was the angry Nozomi.

"Private Marseille, I couldn't help it for a moment, I won't do it next time, please forgive me, classmate Glass." Without much hesitation, he put his hands together and apologized.

Looking at how dramatic he was, Glass handed the paper back to him helplessly, but this time she chose to move the chair next to him and supervise him to finish writing.

"It just so happens that you, Miyamura, are already writing the yearbook. Why don't you write mine too?"

Tsuna stopped what he was doing and looked back with Nozomi when he heard the voice. They found that it was the class monitor 'Miki Kawai' standing in the aisle behind them holding a piece of blue paper.

Before he could speak, Kawai Miki added:
"You've already written to Naoka and the others, so you won't refuse this from me, right...?"

? ? ? ?
Did he develop Alzheimer's early? How come he doesn't have this memory?
I quickly translated this sentence in my mind into three different languages: Chinese, English and Japanese, but I still didn't understand what it meant.

"Class monitor, I'll give it to you after Tsuna finishes writing it." Before he could make any move, Glass reached out and took the yearbook from Kawai Miki's hand.

Miki Kawai gave Nozomi a grateful look and walked back to her seat.

Tsuna, who had been collecting his scattered thoughts and still questioning whether he had developed Alzheimer's disease prematurely due to a fetal puncture, suddenly understood after hearing the familiar voice.

He slowly turned his head to look at Glass, whose facial expression was a little unnatural, and suppressed the upward curve of his lips, chuckling softly:
"Glass-san, are you hiding something from me?"

"How could this be possible..." Glass quickly shook her head in denial.

"Miki must have made a mistake just now and called my name as yours!

That's right! That must be the case! " Afraid that he wouldn't believe her, Glass hurriedly added, hoping to make her look more convincing.

Tsuna looked at her ears which were gradually turning red and her guilty expression, and felt that it would be better to believe that Matsuoka Miu knew advanced mathematics than to trust her.

"Okay, I believe you. Please help me write this class monitor's yearbook."

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, he didn't intend to pursue the matter. He raised his hand, rubbed her head hard, and forgave her.

After all, the name of any male classmate did not appear in Glass's yearbook, so why would he have any strange thoughts about this matter?

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"Naoka, why do you think that Nozomi and Miyamura Tsunayoshi's contact numbers are exactly the same?"

At the same time, on the other side of the classroom, a girl took two yearbooks and placed them on Ueno Naoka's desk, then raised her hand and pointed at the string of Arabic numerals in confusion.

Upon hearing this, several girls who were chatting nearby returned to their seats and took out their yearbooks to look through them.

The answer I finally got was exactly the same as what the girl said, and their contact numbers were exactly the same.

Sawara Miyoko, who was standing by, glanced at the two strings of Arabic numerals and immediately realized that the contact number was the landline number of Glass's home...

"…" Sawara Miyoko suddenly felt inexplicably bloated, even though she hadn't eaten much for breakfast...

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