The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

Because Shizuka Hiratsuka's classes were in the first or second period in the morning, Hiroshi took out his books obediently after the bell rang, with an expression that he was going to listen to the class carefully. He didn't know why, but from the beginning of the class he had a feeling that someone was watching him with a sinister look, which made his back cold and he felt uneasy.

It was only two classes, an hour and a half, but it felt like a year. Finally, the get out of class was over, and Hiroshi, feeling relieved, rushed to the office with a lingering fear on his face.

"Gogen, what's wrong?"

The beautiful female teacher was leaning back in her chair, showing off her beautiful curves without caring at all about the presence of the opposite sex in front of her. After all, it was normal to feel tired after standing and teaching for two classes in a row.

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

"No, it's nothing. After all, as a teacher, shouldn't you be an atheist? Why are you talking about ghosts and gods?"

"Who says faculty members can't believe in religion?" He glared at Hiroshi, opened a drawer, and pulled out a red amulet. "Let me tell you, many of my friends say this amulet is very effective."

Looking at Shizuka Hiratsuka, whose eyes were shining and who was chattering more than ever before, Hiroki seemed to understand something.

The amulet in her hand should be the type for seeking marriage. Why do you think Hiroshi knows this? Because there are three big words written on it: "Good Marriage".

The teacher is such a pitiful person.

Thinking this way, Haoshu looked at Teacher Jing with pity, and the chill of being watched dissipated from him. From the perspective of a bad mentality, if you encounter misfortune, then at this moment, seeing someone worse off than yourself will make you feel a lot more relieved.

Looking at Hiratsuka Jingjing with a hopeful look on her face, Hiroshi couldn't bear to tell her that fate could not be changed.

"Ahem, then, teacher, what is the purpose of calling me here this time?"

As a budding flower of the motherland and a person who has left the group, Hiroshi, who has the talent and skills to abuse dogs, rudely interrupted the desire of the older single woman to get married, and even went straight to the point with a smile that said it was great to have a girlfriend.

"Pfft!"

"Shut up baldy!"

The moment Hao Shu smiled, a punch as fierce as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves pierced his diaphragm.

"Although I don't know what you're thinking, I still feel very uncomfortable. If you think of anything rude again, it will be a fatal mistake next time, kid!"

The beautiful and delicate fist was clenched tightly, and the knuckles were cracking as they moved. It was hard to imagine that such a small fist contained such amazing power. The deep black eyes revealed a cold light like a knife blade.

Lima raised his hands and Hiroshi obediently made a gesture of surrender.

"You guy"

The quick and decisive action made the teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka sigh with regret and scratch her head in dissatisfaction. It was very rude for a woman to do such a thing, but she didn't care.

He picked up a test paper from the table and waved it towards Haoshu.

"That's why I asked you to come."

"Huh?" He blinked in confusion. If Hiroshi remembered correctly, although his grades were not very good, he should have ranked 17th in the grade in this monthly exam, so there shouldn't be any big problems with the test paper.

"It's not yours." His sharp eyes seemed to see through Hiroshi's thoughts. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it to his lips without lighting it. "Hikigaya Hachiman, I heard that you have a good relationship with him?"

Without a doubt, this was the name of the test paper's owner. Speaking of which, Hikigaya Hachiman hadn't been seen since returning to school after being discharged from the hospital, and the lovely Komachi had also been in hiding for a long time. It wasn't Hiroki's overthinking of flirting; it was just that he was too busy changing his body during that time. Well, just take that as an excuse and believe it.

Hearing this name, Hao couldn't help but think of the boy with eyes like a rotten dead fish.

"Yes, he's my good friend."

"Then I'm right here looking for you."

Then, Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was in the Chinese language classroom, was reciting a composition aloud with veins bulging on his forehead. So, he was called to the office because the composition was not well written?

Not to mention the clever writing style of stringing together complex words in sentences.

Hiroshi listened patiently with cold sweat on his face, feeling embarrassed for his friend who had not appeared for a long time.

"This guy really has style."

The essay recounted his experiences of the first half of a semester at a newly enrolled high school. Hikigaya poured all the inspiration he'd gained from the car accident and the arduous days spent in the hospital. Think about it: after dozens of days of exposure to blood, flesh, wailing, and screaming, could the recollection of a young man's past be any more pleasant?

"What is this guy up to? It's just like a crime trailer. Is he a terrorist? Or an idiot?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka sighed and lifted her hair with her hands.

"Teacher, I think this is the right way to write it." Looking at Hiratsuka Shizuka with a firm gaze, Hiroki said loudly, "In fact, this is the normal way to say it. If you can really write an article with rich emotions and beautiful words, then there is really something wrong."

Don’t you see the spring flowers blooming facing the sea?

Living in that kind of environment, nine out of ten times, even the most beautiful and pleasing sentences will die in the next second.

So looking at this article from Hikigaya Hachiman's perspective, Hiroshi feels that there is no major problem at all except for some issues with the wording and sentences.

"uh-huh?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka stared at Hiroshi with eyes that seemed to be about to pop out. She was a beauty in front of him, but with such an amazingly powerful gaze, it was really oppressive and scary.

Hiroshi shuddered and changed the subject.

"But this article does have some serious flaws. It's like a declaration of doom. I'll go back and ask him to rewrite it."

Hiroshi gave a straightforward answer. He felt that if he continued to drag things on like this, he would be involved in a very troublesome incident. There were still a lot of things to do in the club!

"Actually, I'm not angry."

Are you kidding me?! I was just reading this with veins all over my head! Do you think I'm blind? Why do humans have to hurt each other?

With his head lowered, Hiroshi complained madly in his mind.

A new song is about to be played

Chapter 123 Gogen Hiroki's First Meeting with the Snow Girl

snap

He lit the cigarette in his mouth, and the way he held it was exactly like a middle-aged uncle. The fact that he hadn't found a boyfriend for so long might have something to do with this habit.

"Hey, Gosuke, that guy Hikigaya doesn't have many friends at school, right?"

"Uh, it seems so."

Speaking of which, she has been busy with a lot of things recently. He was sitting at the desk in front of her, but the two of them never had a good chat. This might be related to the fact that he sleeps in class every day. He doesn't dare to talk in Shizuka Hiratsuka's class and goes straight to sleep after class. He has an extremely stable schedule and according to his good-natured personality, he wouldn't wake up a sleeping person.

Oops! Hiroshi suddenly discovered a serious problem.

He had clearly transferred back to this school to solve the loneliness problem of that idiot Hikigaya, but now so much time has passed and there seems to be no improvement at all. Doesn't this mean that all his efforts were in vain?

Then what's the point of him coming here?

"Teacher, you must have a solution, right?"

As such a qualified educator, he must have faced more than one student with psychological problems. If it were Mr. Hiratsuka, he might have some solution.

Hiroki looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka guiltily, longing for an answer.

As if surprised by Hiroshi's initiative, Shizuka Hiratsuka was stunned for a moment, shook off the burden of words, put out the cigarette in her hand in the ashtray, looked up at Hiroshi and said.

"Just to confirm, Hikigaya doesn't have any other friends in school besides you, right?"

Shake your head!

"So girlfriend or something like that"

"Teacher, this is the only thing. I'm not bragging, but I'm very confident that Hachiman won't be able to find a girlfriend at this stage!"

As a playmate since childhood, Hachiman would only steal a glance at pretty girls when he saw them, while Hiroshi would be happily chatting with others during this time. So from Hiroshi's point of view, it would take some time for Hachiman to find his partner.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after hearing Hiroshi's answer, Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes became moist for a moment. Maybe the cigarette smoked her eyes, um, probably.

"Well, a personality like Hikigaya's really needs to be corrected. How about this, I take this opportunity to let him join a club to train him well. Is that okay?"

"Joining the department? That's a good idea, but it's no use asking me if you have any questions. I'm not the person involved."

"It's okay, it's okay, that's just a polite remark, hahahaha"

Looking at the classroom full of smiling faces in front of him, Hiroki knew in his heart that there was no problem, or in other words, even if Hikigaya said there was a problem, it would be suppressed, no problem at all.

"Then, Sensei, why didn't you just talk to Hachiman in person? Why did you come to me?"

With Hachiman's personality, he would definitely succumb to the teacher's deep love, and Hiroshi understood this.

"It's simple. The key is persistence. If someone is suddenly asked to leave the Homecoming Club and participate in club activities, wouldn't it be difficult for most people to adapt? They might even back off or not put in enough effort. So, if there's someone by their side as a friend, cheering them on, I believe they'll be able to recover quickly."

"Oh, really? That seems to make sense. So, teacher, are you going to let Hachiman join my club? NEW GAME is still short of a music director. Oh, no, that position has already been reserved. Hmm, let me think about what I should let him do."

"No, it's not the club for him to go to."

"Eh? What do you mean?"

He raised his head in thought, with an expression as if waiting for her response.

"That's right, I order you and Hikigaya-san to participate in the service activities. You must do your best!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka, who seemed to have come up with some bad idea, was more energetic than usual and said happily.

Such a bad personality is probably one of the reasons why she has not been single for so long.

"So, what exactly is this so-called service activity all about?"

I always feel that these two words are a bit subtle. More than ten years have passed, and Hiroshi has forgotten most of the plots. The books he writes now are all based on the outlines he prepared before. He wins praise by relying on his memory and the writing style he has honed over a long period of time. Generally speaking, some of his works use the names and plots of previous popular books, and there are many that are even more exciting than those books.

Serving always feels so vulgar.

"follow me."

Shizuka Hiratsuka, who has always been a man of action, stood up. As soon as she finished speaking, she was already at the door. She stood there and turned around to shout at Hiroki.

"Hey, come on."

The familiar cold look in his eyes instantly woke Hao Shu up and he hurriedly followed.

The two walked at a leisurely pace. Fortunately, the school wasn't a large one, and soon enough, Shizuka Hiratsuka, leading the way, stopped in front of a classroom. The doorplate was blank, and the door was clean. Was this really a department's playground? Hiroshi couldn't help but wonder.

"Is this the arrival?"

Ignoring Hiroki's questions, Shizuka Hiratsuka opened the door and walked in.

"It seems so."

He muttered softly and followed him into the classroom.

The chairs and desks in the classroom were haphazardly stacked in a corner. Perhaps it was being used as storage? That was the only difference from the other classrooms. There were no decorations inside. It was just a very ordinary classroom.

But what made people feel very strange was that there was a young girl there.

The girl is reading a book in the sunset.

It seems that after the end of the world, the girl is still reading quietly here, which makes people have the illusion that it is a scene in a painting.

This feeling was strangely familiar to Hiroshi. Is Kasumigaoka Utaha related to this guy? The two of them seemed to have many similarities, but also many differences.

For example, Hiroshi looked at the hopeless hill with regret.

“What a pity!”

Perhaps sensing the compassionate gaze, she closed the book in her hand and raised her head.

"Teacher Ping V. I should have asked you to knock before entering."

A refined figure. Long black hair. She wore the same uniform as the other insignificant girls in the class, yet she looked completely different.

"Even when I knocked on the door, you didn't answer."

"That's because the teacher came in before I could react."

Facing Teacher Ping V's answer, she looked at him with great dissatisfaction.

"So who's that pervert over there looking at others with obscene eyes?"

Suddenly her cold gaze caught Hiroshi's eye, and the coldness on her body became even more intense.

Chapter 124 Gogen Hiroki has passed the test

"So who's that pervert over there looking at others with obscene eyes?"

"Could it be that the so-called pervert refers to me?"

The word "pervert" usually carries a negative connotation. However, the girl's tone was devoid of any personal feelings, as if it was natural. This was her judgment.

Regarding this, Hiroshi got this message from the girl's indifferent eyes.

Oh my, this girl is not easy to deal with. But there is no way, for that idiot

With an exquisite face and unique temperament, the girl in front of him must have many suitors in this school. Although she and he did not know each other, Hiroshi could tell that the girl regarded him as one of the vast crowd.

He quietly took a few steps back, and the girl in front of him relaxed her brows a little, and this subtle movement also showed such a thought.

We need a breakthrough here!