Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

The Dodge was towed away for repairs due to the car accident last Friday, and it is expected that Kashiwa Sanhui will have to take the tram to school for the next month.

"Eh~ So you're the doctor at Hanegaoka Academy? You're quite impressive at such a young age."

So Xiangzi transferred to Yuqiu? He actually ran to such a faraway school to avoid me. Does Xiangzi really hate me?

"Hehe, no, no, I was able to go to Yugaoka because of a favor from a friend. Otherwise, I would have to work hard on my studies for a long time before I could go out and work."

This young lady speaks so sweetly, every word she says flatters me.

Along the way, Nagasaki Suyo kept asking Kashiwa Sanhui for help, and intentionally or unintentionally obtained a lot of information about Xiangzi.

For example, Xiangzi is now studying in Yugaoka, and Xiangzi hasn't joined any clubs. Oh my god, Xiangzi obviously hasn't forgotten crychic, she's just angry about the things everyone did wrong. As long as everyone corrects their shortcomings, Xiangzi will definitely come back to everyone, and crychic can be rebuilt!

"Uh, Miss Suyo? What are you doing standing at the elevator door?" Kashiwa Sanhui was a little confused. Is there any contagious disease in Tokyo recently? Every high school student loves to daydream.

"Ah? Oh... sorry, sorry, hehehe~" Su Shi came back to her senses and hurriedly stepped forward onto the subway station elevator steps. Her pretty face flushed and she laughed awkwardly. "By the way, do you also take the tram to work?"

"Well, the car broke down and is being repaired, so we have to take the tram. But I won't be taking the same one as you."

"Then let's say goodbye here. I will visit you if I have time. Goodbye, Mr. Kashiwa." Nagasaki Suyo turned around and said goodbye to Kashiwa Sanhui in a very girlish manner, and added:

"Oh, by the way, please say hello to my good friend Toyokawa Shoko." When saying this, Kashiwa Sanhui always felt that Su Shi's eyes were somewhat meaningful, as if with a little... the feeling of a hunting dog catching a rabbit?

"Okay, goodbye Miss Suyo." Kashiwa Miki took off his hat and bowed slightly, watching Nagasaki Suyo walk onto the tram to Tsuki no Mori, and then find an empty seat and sit down slowly.

Every move she makes is that of a true lady.

I must be overthinking it.

Kashiwa Miki shook his head. He knew that Nagasaki Soyo was also one of the protagonists of mygo, but he didn't know her personality. From what he saw now, she was just an older lady with strict family education.

……

Hanaoka Academy, Class 3, Grade 1.

"This is our new transfer student, Chihaya Aine. Welcome everyone!"

The young teacher and a cute girl with long pink hair stood side by side on the podium, and the students below began to whisper.

"Wow, what a beautiful girl! Pink hair is so rare." "Did you dye it?" "Of course. No human being is born with pink hair, but I have to say it suits them unexpectedly." "Oh, oh, oh, oh, the sun is so bright! I feel like I'm going to be sunburned to death. Teacher, can I hide under the table?"

Aside from the melting pink-haired girl in the back row, Chihaya Aine's reactions were generally within her expectations. She bowed gracefully and said with a bright smile, "Hello everyone, my name is Chihaya Aine, and I'm the new transfer student. I hope I can get along well with everyone. Thanks for your guidance!"

The classroom was filled with a happy atmosphere. At this moment, a blue-haired girl passed by. Her shoes were wet by the rain, and it took her a long time to change her shoes and socks. Xiangzi now hurried to the school clinic to report for leave, and of course, to say hello to Dr. Ke!

We haven't seen each other for two days, and unexpectedly I feel like meeting you and saying hello.

Pushing open the door of the school clinic, I saw Kashiwa Sanhui sitting in front of the eucalyptus desk writing a report. Today he was wearing a black shirt with a solid gray wool vest and a white coat provided by the school. The layers were clear and pleasing to the eye.

"Good morning, Xiangzi." Seeing Xiangzi push the door open, Baihe Sanhui stood up and walked slowly towards Xiangzi, looking him up and down. "Well, you look good today. You can go to class as usual!"

"Good morning, Dr. Ke... It's a bit rude of you to look at a student like that." Xiangzi pretended to be angry.

"Really? I thought we were such close friends. It's so sad—"

"I'm sorry, Dr. Ke, I was just pretending to be angry." Xiangzi triggered his weak form in an instant.

"Yeah, I know, so I was pretending, hehe."

"Doctor Ke, you're teasing me again!"

"Hahahaha—" Kashiwa Sanhui laughed cheerfully, and Xiangzi was a little obsessed with him for a while. After a while, Kashiwa Sanhui waved his hand to signal Xiangzi to go to class. "Okay, Xiangzi, since you are fine, go back to class. If you have nothing to do, you can come and sit here. Don't work too hard on yourself."

Xiangzi collected his thoughts, pretended to cough twice, and turned to leave. "Okay, goodbye, Doctor Ke."

"Oh, yes, Xiangzi." "Hmm?"

"I met a girl named Nagasaki Suyo on the road. She said she was your friend and asked me to say hello to you for her."

“…” “Uh, Xiangzi?”

"Huh? Oh... okay, I heard it."

Turning around and closing the door mechanically, Kashiwa Sanhui began to doubt whether he should have told Xiangzi about this. Could it be that Nagasaki Suyo lied to me and their relationship was actually very bad?

Forget it, this is their business, I'm just a mouthpiece.

The rain continued all morning, and few students came to the infirmary to rest. Kashiwa Sanhui was busy writing and replying to faxes from the principal.

It's unreasonable to use these antiques when you already have a mobile phone.

In the fax, the principal asked Kashiwa Sanhui to take inventory of the consumption and current reserves of medical supplies during this academic year, and to give some suggestions on the types and quantities of reserves.

It seems to be hinting that Kashiwa Sanhui is making too many suggestions.

The consumption situation had already been counted by the previous school doctor. All we had to do was slightly modify the data according to the principal's wife's needs and then recopy it.

"50ml bottles of medical alcohol, 48... um, 128 servings."

Scratch——

What's the fuss?

"Gauze, um... 44 boxes."

Scratch——

Baihe Sanhui took a deep breath and put down his pen. He now wondered if there was something dirty here, or if God was displeased with his corrupt behavior that was passed down from top to bottom.

Scratch——

Kashiwa Sanhui silently changed the forged numbers back to real data, and then waited quietly.

Scratch——

Good news, God has no objection; bad news, I can’t find where the news comes from.