Peach Blossom Debt

She really couldn't think of the possibility that Watanabe Yumi was in this cafe.

Although her intuition was indeed to tell her that Watanabe Yumi was nearby, very close, when Keigo Atobe learned that Watanabe had escaped first.

The taste of the freshly made matcha cheesecake is so good, the appearance is ordinary but the workmanship is exquisite and pleasing to the eye, and the most important thing is the smooth taste, which makes the taster feel a kind of comfort - it is unimaginable that it is the same as the cafe The overly sweet chocolate cream cake smell that seems to be floating in it comes from the same maker.

She has doubts.

So she ordered an existing chocolate cream cake in the store and a freshly made chocolate cream cake.

There was indeed a very big difference in taste - she could be absolutely sure that it was from both hands.

So what is it about this maid cafe that suddenly has a dessert master?And by such a coincidence, at this time, Keigo Atobe was investigating Watanabe Yumi, when the girl began to spy on her secretly.

In addition, being able to escape the pursuit of Keigo Atobe in such a short period of time...

In order to prove these conjectures full of coincidences, she went in from the place where the back door of the maid cafe connected to the kitchen, and heard many interesting things by accident.The fact that they were talking so recklessly also proved that this place was the girl's place, in other words, the girl was the real owner of the shop.

Then it becomes easier to reason that Watanabe failed to avoid investigation by hiding here.

As the owner of a coffee shop, it is very simple to arrange a job for her.

Bei Guran put away the empty cups and plates on the table, brought them back to the kitchen, cleaned them all, and then went to change the maid outfit back into his own clothes.

The clock hanging in the kitchen pointed to ten ten.

The "Fairytale" maid cafe is open on Sundays from 11:00 to 22:00.

It's time for her to get off work.

The front door of the store has been closed, the lights have been turned off, the kitchen has been cleaned up, and the waiters, dessert chefs, and the loli owner of the store have left 10 minutes ago...

"Hello, woman," someone called, interrupting her.

It was a slightly hoarse, deep voice, clear and pleasant like running water, slightly lowered, indistinguishable from male to female.

Bei Guran raised her head and raised her hand to accurately catch a black object that suddenly hit her. She took two steps back to stabilize the slightly strong force.It was a motorcycle helmet.

She felt some hotness in her palm, the pain from rubbing.

"Girl, at this time, can you still be sure of the debt repayment method proposed in the afternoon?"

The young man in a jacket stood leaning against the door with his chest folded. He had neat short flaxen hair, a handsome face, a long and slender figure, a lazy expression, and a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth, which looked a bit naughty.

"Using this name is to compensate for mental damage, Yumi Watanabe." Bei Guran said while holding his helmet.

"..." Watanabe Yumi rubbed his hair, his expression seemed to be a little tangled, "Bei Guran, when can you not mention the money? Why do you always focus on things that deviate from common sense?"

"When I am satisfied. Also, I only care about what I care about." Bei Guran stepped forward.

"It's the same as not saying it. Then when will you be satisfied?" Watanabe Yumi asked immediately.

"The moment of old age and death." Bei Guran said.

"..." Watanabe supported his jaw that was almost dislocated.

"My time is calculated in US dollars." Bei Guran had already walked out of the back door, and stood beside the motorcycle parked at the door and said to Watanabe Yumi.

"..." Yumi Watanabe sighed deeply, "You won, you really look like a complete gold digger."

"I'd be happier if there was a monetary reward for winning." Bei Guran watched Watanabe Yumi stepping on that handsome motorcycle, and said in a flat tone, "Also, to use an accurate description, it should be two percent." Hundreds of money worship."

"You're right, come up quickly." Watanabe Yumi also put on the motorcycle cap and urged.

"You're only 15 years old." Bei Guran looked at him and said.

Watanabe Yumi turned his head to look at Bei Guran, "You know?" From his height and appearance, it is absolutely impossible to tell that he is only 15 years old, so it is very convenient for him to pretend to be an adult, and he is very thin - another word is called slender. There is no pressure for a young woman or even a girl.

"...Intuition." Bei Guran said.

Watanabe Yumi first sighed weakly.

This is an unreliable answer.

"Yes, I drove a motorcycle when I was underage. Why, do you regret it?" Watanabe finally said with his hands folded.

"..." Bei Guran stared at Watanabe Yumi for a while, put on his motorcycle cap, and sat in the back seat.

However, Watanabe Yumi didn't drive, but asked: "Let me ask again, are you sure you want to live with me?" He paused for a while, "Cohabitation is not as simple as talking about it."

That’s right, cohabitation—or, rather, repaying debts by providing a place to live.

This is the second biggest problem Bei Guran needs to solve besides money.

"You just came to Tokyo from Osaka, the house is probably new, and you use money to hire those gangsters to do things for you, which means that you are in a good financial situation; you hired gangsters instead of family members to help, It is most likely that he came to live in Tokyo alone and did not rely on a relative's house, 80.00% may have vacancies." Bei Guran said slowly.

"You have already said this once this afternoon." Watanabe said, with a helpless tone, "How did you calculate the remaining 80.00%?"

"Intuition." Bei Guran said this unreliable—extremely unreliable answer.

"..." Watanabe Yumi sighed and started the motorcycle.

The night wind lifted the corner of Bei Guran's clothes, and she stretched out her hands to gather them tighter.

"To say you are a woman is to praise you, you really don't look like a woman." Watanabe said while the motorcycle was running.

"……"it's very windy.

Bei Guran didn't seem to hear it, and it took her a while to reply with a word: "Oh."

"Oh what?" Watanabe stopped in front of the red light, "Is there such a natural woman like you who hugs a strange man?" He sighed and said, but his tone was strangely lazy, as if In small talk, "I really doubt your real gender."

"In terms of physiological structure, she is a woman." Bei Guran said indifferently, "If you are worried about this, please rest assured, I have studied human biology, and I will not attack you at night to conduct specific practical investigations."

"..." Yumi Watanabe paused, "Who cares about this! Aren't you the one to worry about!"

The red light turned green and he restarted the motorcycle.

"..." Bei Guran paused for a long time, and asked again, "What should I worry about?"

"..." Watanabe Yumi turned a corner, feeling powerless again for her words.

"You have to pay to study this." Bei Guran said suddenly.

"..." Watanabe almost fell off the motorcycle with his no longer lazy and indifferent temper.

She has almost extorted 30 yen-although in exchange for a year's housing and three meals a year-but how short of money is she really?

"I'm not short of money." Bei Guran pulled the red envelope on his body, as if he could guess what Watanabe was thinking, "I just like playing with money."

"..." Watanabe Yumi gritted his teeth silently.

What kind of quirky hobby is this? !Bad taste!

"Gold digger." He said each word in a word.

"Thank you for the compliment." Bei Guran accepted it frankly.

"..." Yumi Watanabe no longer wanted to challenge Bei Guran's brazenness.He should have recognized this fact from the time she raised a debt of 30 yen for that completely unreasonable reason.

He stopped the motorcycle.

The motorcycle is parked in the yard of a detached house, neither too big nor too small, and the door sign is "Watanabe".

Watanabe Yumi left the motorcycle, got off the car, went straight to the gate, took out the key to open the door, completely ignoring Bei Guran who was about to become his tenant or cohabitant.

Bei Guran was not a guest at all—no, as a tenant, he felt as if he had arrived at his own home, and followed the door unceremoniously.She glanced at a pair of apparently brand-new women's slippers on the ground, without changing her expression, put them on and walked in without gratitude.

Watanabe Arimi was lazily sitting on the sofa.

Bei Guran walked over without looking sideways, and walked up the stairs.

"By the way, this is your school uniform, Bei Guran." Watanabe Yumi said with closed eyes without even looking at her.

Bei Guran looked back, and there was Bingdi's girls' school uniform on the sofa, packed in a transparent bag from the dry cleaners, neatly folded.

It was Bei Laran's school uniform, which happened to be sent to the dry cleaner.

She received a call from the dry cleaner this afternoon, and asked the dry cleaner to send the washed clothes to Watanabe House.

"You still have to go to Ice Emperor to participate in the first aid research camp at the end of the semester." Watanabe Yumi said lazily.

Bei Guran walked back and picked up the school uniform.

In terms of size, it should be about the same - I borrowed something from Bei Lairan.

Bei Guran frowned slightly, and walked upstairs, as if she was very familiar with the layout of this place that could be called Watanabe's House, where she first came.

She was halfway there and stopped.

Just when Watanabe Youwei thought Bei Guran finally asked him where her room was.

"Your hair must have been dyed black." Bei Guran said.

"Ah?" Watanabe Yumi sat up straight with a dazed expression.

"Infiltrating into Keigo Atobe's security team is impossible for you now, even if you look seventeen or eighteen years old, it is impossible to be hired as a bodyguard." Bei Guran said slowly while standing on the stairs.

"So?" Watanabe Yumi still had a lazy smile on his lips, but there was a dark light in his eyes.

"Someone did a simple disguise for you, that girl, or the real owner of the 'Fairytale' maid cafe." Bei Guran spoke slowly, but his tone was very firm.

"..." Yumi Watanabe was silent for a moment, and then asked with a smirk, "You guessed it?"

"When you are dressed as a maid, you can't tell that you are a boy, you can only think that you are a girl with short hair." Bei Guran said, "At least I almost thought Watanabe was a woman, and a woman disguised herself as a man and sneaked into the scene." Bu Keigo's security team."

"Just because of this?" Watanabe asked.

"..." Bei Guran didn't speak.

"It's just almost, you can see it." Watanabe Yumi rubbed his hair and smiled, as if he was a bit bad and lazy, but his eyes flashed sharply for a moment.

"..." Bei Guran seemed to be unaware, and went upstairs with his back turned to him.

After a long time, a flat tone and cold voice came from the stairs: "Intuition."

"..."

What an unbelievable, unreliable and shameless answer!

☆、Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·A Chapter [-]

Ice Emperor, Class E of the second year.

"Cardiopulmonary cerebral resuscitation, that is, first aid measures taken against respiratory and circulatory arrest, artificial respiration is used to replace the patient's spontaneous breathing, and heart compression is used to form a temporary artificial circulation and induce the heart's own beating. More importantly, the central nervous system Recover..." A young man pointed to the human body diagram on the blackboard and whispered to the whole class.

First aid camp activities.

The slides are changing, and the theoretical knowledge of first aid is learned.

Bei Guran sat at the backmost seat by the window, spinning his pen absently.

The slight sound of "click" and "click" was covered by the voice of the young man on the podium.

No one paid attention or wanted to pay attention to Bei Guran who was sitting in the back corner of the classroom.

Bei Guran's gaze fell on the table.

This way of going to school basically in the state of a wandering spirit is really unaccustomed, especially when it is regarded as an invisible wandering spirit.

It seems that she is a student who does not exist in this class—no, to be precise, it is Bei Lairan who does not exist in Class E of the second year of Bingdi.But now there is no Bei Guran, only Bei Guran, so there is no difference.She is the one who doesn't exist here.

It's about a cold treatment.

Don't provoke, just ignore the mentality.

Ignoring, isolating, ostracizing—a distaste for it was expressed in this Cold War way.

It can be seen how bad Bei Lairan herself is in Bingdi, which is quite in line with her original guess and evaluation of Bei Lairan.

Coupled with the evaluation of the loli owner of the "Fairytale" maid cafe...

Bei Guran rested his chin on one hand, and wore a white mask on his face, only showing a pair of eyes, and rarely let his hair down.

In the beginning, she just wanted to prevent some slight differences and differences she didn't know from being noticed and causing unnecessary trouble.Especially the voice, she didn't know what Bei Lairan's voice was like.

But she didn't care, anyway, she rarely spoke, and wearing a mask was just in case, as long as others thought she had a cold and her voice changed.Over time, when everyone who knew Bei Guran's voice got used to Bei Guran's voice, coupled with their preconceived identity, no one would doubt that she was not Bei Guran herself.

As for whether her personality is the same as that of Bei Lai Ran...

Bei Guran turned his pen around.

Vicious and arrogant, arrogant and surly, unscrupulous.

who cares.

She is Bei Guran and not a copy and imitator of Bei Lairan, she is herself, and what she does has nothing to do with Bei Lairan.She wants to completely replace all of Bei Guran's existence with herself, so that everyone can gradually remember her, Bei Guran, and forget all the differences between Bei Guran and her. The identity of Akemi Hino passed away.

Everything she does speaks for herself.Whether it's evil or good, whether it's bad or good, it all represents Bei Guran.

She doesn't care what other people think.

Bei Guran's eyes slowly swept across the students in the class who never looked close to this corner.

The change of identity without being detected is just to avoid some messy troubles.

As for the attitude towards personality is different from the cautious attitude in other aspects... She has thought about it a long time ago.

People who are not particularly close will never find out or even think about her being replaced.

Not to mention that she has no one at home, no friends, and her classmates at school basically avoid her. She is not as arrogant as Bei Lairan herself, but she is just sniffed at and dismissed by others.

Having said that, it seems that Japan is a country with a lot of etiquette.

Bei Guran's finger playing with the pen paused.

Perhaps her behavior of not paying attention to the etiquette of the Japanese country at all coincides with the so-called vicious arrogance and arrogance.

Anyway, it's a bad attitude.

She moved her body, feeling a little stiff.

How long has this first aid knowledge theory class been on?

So she had already finished junior high school, so why did she come back to attend junior high school again?Although the courses are different, it just makes people feel very unhappy.

Bei Guran grabbed the pen that almost slipped from her hand, and looked up at the podium.

The young man who was hired to be a lecturer in the first aid research theory course happened to glance at her with a serious expression, as if he had noticed that she was absent-minded.But he just gave Bei Guran a serious look, and continued speaking without pausing.

The first day is the basic knowledge of first aid, cardiopulmonary cerebral resuscitation.

The second day is Earthquake Emergency Response and Rescue.

The third day is first aid knowledge and skills training such as bandaging, hemostasis, immobilization, handling, and common injury treatment.

Bei Guran raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the young man on the podium.After a while, she narrowed her eyes a little and stared straight at the young male lecturer wearing square glasses.

A subtle sense of incongruity.

"...About first aid, everyone is most familiar with artificial respiration. Before artificial respiration, the airway must be kept clear. You can put your ear close to the patient's nose and mouth to hear or feel whether there is airflow. Of course, you can also observe Cotton or paper strips, in addition, you can observe whether the patient's chest rises and falls to judge whether breathing has stopped..."

Bei Guran recognized the man's voice.

It was deep and powerful, and it sounded good. Besides, it should be the voice of a stranger.

"...clear foreign bodies or secretions in the airway, use jaw support or tilt the head back to eliminate airway obstruction caused by the tongue suffix, perform mouth-to-mouth or mouth-to-nose artificial respiration..."

But she felt a little familiar.

Even though the person was acting out no differently than a stranger would react to her.

Bei Guran rubbed the center of his brows, not planning to care about this matter.

Not long after, the get out of class bell rang.

Bei Guran looked at his watch, it was noon and it was time to eat.

She stood up and walked through the crowd of twos and threes with a calm expression on her face.

The girls and boys gathered together, as if forming a small group. Someone here was discussing something in detail, and there was a burst of cheerful and hearty laughter.However, all of this seems to have nothing to do with Bei Guran.

Bei Guran didn't look sideways, and walked slowly through the crowd, but it was like walking on a busy street, even though there was a lot of people talking, they didn't know each other.

Perhaps the most satisfying place for her to attend classes at the Ice Emperor Academy is the student cafeteria of Ice Emperor.

She walked into the student cafeteria.

When she came here for the first time, she took a look outside the student cafeteria. Although the interior decoration was not resplendent, it was quite stylish and gorgeous.Judging from the white tablecloths, roses, beautiful tables and chairs, mouth-watering food and various exquisite desserts, this is more like a high-end restaurant than a student restaurant in a certain school, especially elegant.

If you don't use your intuition and just use your knees to think about it, you know that this is definitely the result of funding from the rich Kuosao Atobe Keigo of Ice Emperor.

Bei Guran lined up to buy the Chinese food she wanted.

Speaking of this, Keigo Atobe is really a very trustworthy person, and 20 yen was deposited into her account the next day.

Bei Guran passed by a few students, who seemed to be from Class E of the second year. She found a flash of surprise in their eyes, and then they ignored them like strangers.

Could it be, that Bei Lairan didn't even queue up...

Bei Guran interrupted his strange imagination, sat down at a random place with his lunch in hand, and took off his mask.

The student cafeteria is quiet and orderly.No one is noisy in the line, and the voice is basically soft and does not affect others. The tableware and dishes are rarely touched, and even when they are touched inadvertently, they rarely make loud noises.

In a sense, a good upbringing has been maintained.

Even first-years basically maintain table manners.

Although the etiquette is so strictly observed, the atmosphere in the restaurant is in a kind of cosiness.

Bei Guran's gaze was slightly lowered, as if it was falling on the food, or on the empty chair opposite, the movements of his hands were neither fast nor slow, and he was eating at a normal speed.

Money, housing, and part-time jobs have all been settled.

Next, it's time to settle the 20 yen that I got from the young master Keigo Atobe.

It was recorded on March 20, so she must double 40 to [-] and return it to Atobe Keigo on April [-].March [-]rd... If she remembered correctly, April [-]rd was the new school term for the third year of junior high school.

It's been a long vacation, and she needs to understand some things first.

Bei Guran put down the empty bowl and chopsticks, glanced at the empty plate, got up straight, pushed back the chair, and picked up the tray.

The next second, she subconsciously took a step back to the left.

"Maki!" followed by an exclamation.

A girl passed her by, and fell heavily on the ground with a cake. The porcelain dinner plate shattered on the ground and there was a cracking sound.And that girl was covered all over with cream, she didn't get up for a long time, I'm afraid the front of the school uniform was messed up by the white cream, making it extremely embarrassing and ugly.

There was three seconds of silence in the student cafeteria.

Everyone turned their heads and looked over.

I saw Bei Guran holding the tray and looking down at the girl who fell to the ground.Before she had time to put the mask back on, she stared coldly at the girl on the ground, extremely indifferent.

Immediately, she took the tray and flicked a little bit of cake cream on the sleeves, and the corner of her mouth raised a very shallow arc, and she walked straight over the girl lying on the ground, completely ignoring the girl who was extremely embarrassed on the ground—— The word "arrogance" can't help but appear in people's brains.

Anyone who looked at this situation had only two ideas, accidentally fell or tripped.

The girl sat up from the ground with her head down, her bangs covering her eyes.

She looked aggrieved, but said nothing, just bit her lip.

"Maki, are you okay?!" The girl's friend hurried up to help her up, and wiped the cream on her body with a handkerchief.

The girl glanced at Bei Guran uneasily, lowered her head, with tears in her eyes, and whispered, "It's okay."

"It's okay, your hands are bleeding!" the friend said with a frown, grabbing the girl's hand, there were only some small wounds, cut when the dinner plate was broken.

There was a faint commotion in the restaurant, but no one stepped forward to stop Bei Guran.

The girl's friend was about to stand up and stop Bei Guran, looking angrily about to argue, but the girl held her hand and shook her head nervously.

In the next second, there was a sudden silence in the student cafeteria, like a sudden stagnation of breathing.

I am afraid that even a needle falling on the ground can be clearly heard at this moment. To find a rhetoric, it seems to be some kind of surging mood in the dark tide.

Bei Guran put the tray in the plate recycling place, turned around and suddenly realized.She brushed shoulders with the regular members of the tennis club who had been standing at the door for an unknown amount of time, and her eyes glanced at Keigo Atobe, who was basically like the sun and radiated dazzling brilliance wherever he went. My sharp phoenix eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she glanced at the boy who raised his glasses and was talking to the dark red-haired boy next to him.

The bespectacled boy with dark blue hair was vaguely familiar to him.

Before she had time to think about it, her eyes had already slid over the other main candidates in the tennis club.

None of their expressions could reveal their inner emotions, but they had an attitude that seemed slightly indifferent but had nothing to do with them.

No, it seems to be more disgusting than this indifferent attitude, probably because these actually kind-hearted teenagers expressed a kind of dislike for this incident, whether it was accidental or intentional.

But this actually has nothing to do with them, it is a very rude behavior to jump out and criticize casually.

Don't speak until you understand the situation—whether it's this group of teenagers or the students in the cafeteria, they all adhere to this point of view very well.Therefore, no one stopped Bei Guran, even though there were doubts.

If it was an accident, then her indifferent attitude of walking away directly was quite bad and arrogant, at least it happened by her side.

If it was done on purpose, no matter who did it on purpose, this kind of fight between you and me will make people feel boring and disgusting.

Bei Guran walked out of the restaurant smoothly and unimpeded, under the assumptions, doubts, conjectures, disdain, etc. of everyone who had no good ideas anyway.

It's bloody, clichéd -- a vulgar play.

Bei Guran glanced back at the closed restaurant door.

The cream cake that was almost buried all over, whether it is dry cleaners or hand-washed, it will cost money!She is not a rich man now, so how can she spend so much money.

But that girl...

Probing?And that weird sense of incongruity.

With Bei Lairan basically not being provoked, how could someone come to test her?

Also, she didn't know the girl named Maki.It's normal for Bei Guran not to know Bingdi's students, but the point is that she has never seen that face in class.To be precise, that girl is not a student in Class E of the second year.

Bei Guran stretched out his hand to brush his hair and continued walking forward, looking thoughtful.

That sense of incongruity is quite subtle.

Are you afraid of something?

She—or rather, what is it about Bei Lai Ran that scares her so much?

Ice Emperor's most famous loner, the most vicious woman... Could it be that she bullied that girl named Maki?This also seems to make sense.

But if this is the case, why did they bump into each other on purpose?

Bei Guran remembered that the girl did fall over with the cake plate at that moment.

If she hadn't felt it in advance, she would be the one who was extremely embarrassed in the restaurant.

Or was it really just an accident?

Bei Guran grabbed his hair that was blown up by the wind and put on the mask again.The afternoon seems to be the CPR practice of first aid research, I really want to skip class to increase the account balance.

Speaking of which, in the past two days, has she overused her brain and caused conspiracy theory poisoning or something?Maybe she should have some iced coffee to dilute the brain toxins?

But—an accident?

Bei Guran walked towards the classroom.

It's not a bad joke.

☆、Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·A Chapter Ten

When you know that bad things will happen now if you move forward, but stepping back means that bad things may happen in the future...

Will you choose to move forward?

Sometimes not knowing is better than knowing.

Bei Guran has a deep understanding of this sentence at this moment, although she has always been thankful that she knows a lot.You must know that the word "dilemma" is a standard cold joke to her most of the time.

Therefore, Bei Guran decisively chose to keep up with the large force of the earthquake evacuation drill.

Although it is said that the school used as a place of refuge during the earthquake in Japan is the strongest building in Japan, necessary evacuation and evacuation drills are still to be done. The frequent occurrence of earthquakes means that we must pay more attention to and be cautious in the face of such crises.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Bei Guran reached out to touch the phone, and looked up at the young man on the podium waiting for the students to evacuate and the students who lined up to evacuate in an orderly manner.

"Students over there, why are you in a daze!" the young man urged, pointing at Bei Guran.

Bei Guran glanced at the man, with a half-smile in his eyes, but he still didn't answer the phone. He quickly walked a few steps to catch up with the other students in Class E of the second year, and went downstairs with the students in Class D of the second year.

The phone vibrated for a while, then stopped.

After two seconds, it started to vibrate again.

She saw two familiar figures in class D of the second year—to be precise, the figure she had just seen in the student cafeteria yesterday, the girl named Maki and her friend, who were also at the end of the line with her.Bei Guran didn't look sideways, and turned a blind eye to that friend's fierce and disgusting stare. She still wore a mask today, and her eyes fell lightly in front of her.

The incoming call stopped, but immediately after, the phone started to vibrate again, it was a short vibration.

This time it's a text message.

Within five seconds, the second text message came in again.

Bei Guran paused for a moment, she had already turned down the stairs, approaching the corner of the stairs.

After thinking about it, she still took out her mobile phone from her pocket. Although this kind of loose attitude is not very good, that mobile phone should belong to Bei Lairan. If she has a phone call and a text message, the only person who will call her and send a text message is that person.

—Mingmei, why didn't you answer the phone?

——Have you regretted it?

The signatures are all Mr. Hino, and the missed calls are also Mr. Hino.

There was a flash of clarity in Bei Guran's eyes, and while walking downstairs, he quickly pressed his fingers on the phone, as if he was editing a text message.But she suddenly snapped her fingers, a bad intuitive hunch, Bei Guran was about to raise her eyes——

Forward or backward is a disaster.

Before she had time to think, she had already taken a step towards the corner of the stairs ahead.

At this moment, her left wrist was suddenly caught off guard by a hand, but it was pulled lightly and she could break free.The second-year class F has followed up, and the stairs suddenly become congested, only the uniform of the school uniform and crowds of people can be seen.

"Li Hui!!!" An excited scream suddenly sounded, stimulating everyone's eardrums.

"Boom-!!!"

There was a sound of falling to the ground, as if even the floor shook.

There was a sudden silence in the corridor, a dead silence like suffocation.

Bei Guran shook his head, squinted his eyes slightly and raised his head, his mind was blank.She only felt a little dizzy in front of her eyes, and a soft touch under her body.A viscous warm touch slowly slid over his arms, Bei Guran was slightly taken aback, something slipped under his eyes, he sat up, and the dazzling red blood quickly spread on the floor.

"Ah!!!" A scream sounded in the corridor.

Many girls screamed in panic and were at a loss.

I saw Bei Guran lying on top of a girl and fell on the floor under the stairs.

The girl's consciousness was a little unclear, but her hand was tightly clutching Bei Guran's left wrist, and amidst the screams, she slowly and wobbly raised her other arm to point at Bei Guran and spoke inarticulately. ,"……you you……"

"..."

"It was you... who pushed me..."

Her hands dropped limply.

The scream seemed to be cut off by something forcefully, it was deathly quiet, and even the breathing was frozen.

"..." Bei Guran didn't speak, and looked down at the girl.It was the girl who glared at her with vicious eyes just now, and the friend who fought for the girl named Maki Aida yesterday.

"Rie! Rie!!!" A girl ran down the stairs quickly and in panic. It was the girl named Aida Maki. She was holding the girl's arm, blood was flowing from her fingertips, and panic was shining in her eyes And scared but stubbornly clutching.However, the girl was completely unconscious.

"Rie! Don't! You're fine, right! Rie! Please! Don't die!" Aida Maki was talking nonsense in a panic. It seemed that the panic was at its peak, and finally... "Bei Guran! How could you put Li Hui pushed her down the stairs!!!" She turned her head and stared at Bei Guran, changing her uneasy look when she saw Bei Guran yesterday, and reprimanded loudly, every word was full of resentment.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"...I know the girl who fell, that's Rie Kanazawa..."

"Did you hear... She said that the girl pushed her down..."

"Isn't that Bei Guran from Class E of the second year..."

"..."

"..."

"Does anyone have a mobile phone..."

"Where is the teacher...?"

Everyone whispered, no one saw the scene at that time, only a few people accidentally caught sight of Kanazawa Rie suddenly stumbled and fell down, and only had time to turn around and grab Bei Guran's wrist beside her, and fell down the stairs with her .

Coupled with the identification of the person involved, Kanazawa Rie, and the testimony of her friend Aida Maki-it seems that all the answers are obvious.

"Isn't it enough to push Qian Yuqian down the stairs a year ago! How many more people do you want to kill!!!" Aida Maki's eyes were red and filled with tears, and he choked up with extreme anger, clutching Bei Guran's arm, his nails like It is to be embedded in life.

It was completely for the sake of friends that he changed his nature and became desperate and fearless.

What a good friend...

Really, good friend!

"..." Bei Guran broke free his left hand from Kanazawa Rie and Aida Maki without saying a word, as if acquiescing to all the accusations.She got up unnaturally from Kanazawa Rie, glanced at the back of Kanazawa Rie's head, then touched Kanazawa Rie's hands and feet with one hand, and was slapped away by Aida Maki.

"What else do you want to do! Isn't Li Hui bad enough for you!" Aida Maki pushed Bei Guran away, she looked like she wanted to eat her.

Bei Guran was pushed heavily to the ground, but he didn't look at Aida Maki, but swept the floor around.

A mobile phone was handed to her.

Bei Guran was at a loss for a moment, but she quickly grasped the handed mobile phone, dialed a number with her left hand, held the mobile phone between her head and shoulders, and reached out to take off her mask.

"Hey, this is Ice Emperor Academy. A female student fell down the stairs and landed on the ground with her head facing down. The back of her head was hit without bleeding. Both her left hand and right leg were fractured. There may also be several fractures in her ribs, causing her back to fall. There is a lot of bleeding from the injury, and a large part of the right leg is bruised. And the patient's blood type is O..." Her voice was cold and clear, her speech was a little fast but orderly, her logic was clear, and her tone was even more terrifyingly calm, "The patient has already coma, multiple fractures unable to stop bleeding and emergency treatment,