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Dusk, Class 2-A.
With the end of the Personality Applied Theory class, the day's class finally came to an end.
As for Bombardment Scorch, who spent the afternoon reminiscing about his childhood, he naturally didn't pay attention to a single word of the personality theory class.
"Go back and study well. There's a test next week —"
Kota Aizawa lazily instructed the monkeys in 2-A. Then, he casually threw a piece of chalk at Bombardment Scorch, who was still in a daze. With a dissatisfied tone, he said, "Especially Bombardment, you've been in a daze for the whole day. Don't think that you don't have to study just because you have an outstanding personality, eh?"
Bombardment Scorch reached out and touched his forehead. He was sure that teacher Aizawa had eliminated his personality at that moment, forcing him to use his life to block the chalk attack.
He raised his head and glared at Mr. Aizawa with resentment, but found that the guy with no motivation had already packed up his teaching materials and left.
"… Aiya, is Hong Sang in a daze today?
How rare! "
Sitting on the left side of Bombardment Scorch, EmptyMillionaire blinked and looked at him. Seeing him staring at the white chalk on the table with a resentful expression, she was amused by his occasional childishness.
"… Ah, yes."
He then began to pack up the textbooks that he had used today. He remembered that their class would have actual combat lessons in the morning tomorrow, so he had to go back early to warm up … No, speaking of which, he was actually very concerned about the situation in Prunus.
He remembered that she had said that she was going to do some indoor combat training today …
Had that guy finally awakened his personality?
Well, since she had successfully passed the Xiong Ying entrance exam, it should be like this …
"Hey … Honestly, are you thinking about the girl you met in the cafeteria today?"
Just as Hong was once again lost in thought, Class 2-A's pervert Feng Da abruptly interrupted his train of thought.
After that, Feng Da, who was sitting in front of Eight Million Dollar, turned around and put his elbow on Eight Million Dollar's table. Eight Million Dollar was used to this, but she still leaned back in case she was attacked by Feng Da.
Boom! His hands paused as he listened to Feng Da's words. The figure of Prunus immediately appeared in his mind. However, it was the same as at noon. Feng Da was not talking about Prunus at all.
"… What do you think? Asakura Yasuaki is really beautiful, right?
Hey, Hong, don't hide it and introduce it to us! "
Feng Da smiled wretchedly. His nostrils exhaled white smoke that represented drive and lust. He reached out and wanted to hug Hong's long legs. It seemed that the misunderstanding from the afternoon had continued until now.
… Asakura Yasuaki?
Who?
Bombardment Scorch raised his eyebrows. How come he did not remember meeting such a person at noon?
Even though Hong knew that Feng Da had misunderstood, he did not specially open his mouth to explain this boring misunderstanding to Feng Da. He just coldly picked up his things and left the classroom.
"Hey, hey, Hong! How can you be so arrogant!"
Fengda looked at his classmates with tears in his eyes. He wanted to hug their thighs, but failed to do so. He bit his lips in grievance and slammed his fists on the eight million yuan table. "Why … Why did they have to hit that guy …"
Eight Million Dollar: Because Hong is reliable.
Ye Yin: Has a good figure?
Luhu: He is handsome and capricious!
Frogblow: His character is also very stable.
Erlang: … Most importantly, you are a pervert. You are not in the same dimension as Hong.
The girl calmly stared at the small figure disappearing at the end of the corridor. After the farce ended, Chako Reishi was the first to react: … Well, let's go eat!
I'm so hungry after a whole day of class!
The girls instantly smiled like flowers. "Yes, that's true!"
Let’s
Go！
— — Feng Da fainted from crying in the toilet.
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On the other side of the room.
Because he couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it, he noticed that Hong had already walked to the vicinity of the indoor combat training facility.
He thought that if he did not ask Prunus clearly, he would not be able to calm down.
Holding his handbag, Hong calmly looked at his long shadow that was dragged by the sunlight. He remembered that the most profound conversation he had with Prunus was around the same time as now.
The sky was orange-red, and a warm breeze blew in the air.
…
It didn't take long for Class 1-A to come out of the simulation field after receiving the recovery treatment and post-match review.
Hong calmly waited in the dark, taking advantage of this opportunity to observe this year's freshmen.
Speaking of which, this year's Class 1-A was indeed a group of troublesome fellows who looked like they were made from the same mold as Hong Dali's class.
Can't a hero look more normal?
— — Hong, who did not realize that he was also a "troublesome fellow", complained in his heart seriously.
"… Let's put it this way first, we were able to win because of my support!"
"Yes, yes, it's all Knife-cutting's credit for stopping Yi … Sang!"
"Not at all, you did well. Even if you did, it's just a little bit!
Also, he's called Yi Zi!
Can't you remember the names of your classmates?! "
"… Uh, but I have a bad memory."
From dozens of meters away, Bombardment Scorch easily found Prunus, who had changed into a clean school uniform and was carrying a box of hero's clothes. At this moment, she was talking to a boy with black natural curly hair.
The boy angrily poked Prunus's head with his fingertips, while she responded with a good-natured smile as usual.
"… Prunus."
In order to let the confused girl discover him before she left, Hong specifically called out her name.
The girl was stunned and stopped in place. She looked in Hong's direction and said, "It's Little Jiao … Ah!"
Bai Jian quickly covered his mouth when the words were about to come out of his mouth. He was afraid that he would make him unhappy if he called him by his childhood name. After all, boys in their adolescence might care about such things.
Prunus was a little confused. Was Little Bombardment Scorch looking for her?
Or did he just happen to pass by here?
Just as Bai Jian was deep in thought, a good friend who couldn't stand her being so conflicted pushed Cang Anqiu's shoulder. "Hurry up and go over. He's here specially to look for you."
"Oh, okay!
I'll be back in a jiffy!
Ahn Chiu-chan, wait for me here! "Prunus suddenly realized and ran to Bombardment Scorch's side with the box of hero's clothes.
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However, Prunus's "I'll be back in a jiffy" was immediately disrupted by Bombardment Scorch's plan.
Bombardment Scorch stood in the backlight and looked at the confused girl with almond-shaped hair running toward him. He thought about the "can't not ask" question that he had just thought of and asked something else, "… Prunus, are you a boarding student?"
"Mhmm, yes." Prunus blinked. Did Little Bombardment Scorch come to ask her this?
Prunus looked up at Bombardment Scorch seriously and thought that she had to go back to An Qiu as soon as possible.
Bombardment Scorch looked at her orange-red eyes that were dyed red by the setting sun and tightened his grip on his handbag. His beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, "… Me too, so I have to eat dinner at school every day."
Prunus tilted her head. Why did she feel that Little Bombardment Scorch was even more shy than before?
Looking at the innocent and bewildered expression of the girl in front of her, Hong Jiao Leng finally admitted that she had lost to her IQ and EQ. She sighed tiredly and asked straightforwardly, "… Then, do you want to have dinner together later?
I have something to ask you. "
For the first time in his life, Bombardment Scorch, who had been chased by people since he was a child, extended an invitation to a girl.
Then he realized that it was more tiring to say a simple invitation naturally than to attend eight of Mike's classes in a row.
However, Prunus, who had such a low EQ, did not notice his nervousness. Instead, she frowned with a troubled expression and replied bluntly, "Ah, I can't. I have an appointment with Ahn Chiu-chan …"
"… No, I didn't ask you out."
Just when Prunus was about to reject Bombardment Scorch, Asakura Yasuaki appeared out of nowhere and helplessly covered Prunus's mouth and calmly slapped her face.
Prunus:???
An Qiu did not intend to explain. Instead, she took the suitcase from Prunus and said casually, "I'm eating at the liao (dormitory in Japanese). You can go eat with your friend."
Asakura Yasuaki glanced at Bombardment Scorch with a calm expression and said, "Remember to send her back. She's night blind and doesn't know the way."
Bombardment Scorch: …
"Ahn Chiu-chan?"
Bai Jian turned around to look at her in confusion, only to discover that the girl An Qiu who had suddenly appeared behind her had also suddenly disappeared. There was no longer any trace of her aura in the air.
Prunus Perplexed Almond: She even used her personality. What's wrong with Ahn Chiu-chan????
Hong looked at his good old classmate who was trying his best to understand the current situation and sighed. No matter who the girl who suddenly appeared was, she was still a great help.
"… Well then, Prunus, let's go." Hong decided to say something to make his presence known.
"Hmm?" Prunus blinked. Her eyes were sparkling, and her expression was very surprised.
"Let's eat." He had just invited her.
"Oh, oh, oh … Okay!"
Prunus nodded vigorously. She then told Bombardment Scorch her thoughts, "Although it's so sudden, I feel so happy to be able to eat with someone I used to know!"
"… Okay." Bombardment Scorch turned his head slightly and lit a candle for himself.
This girl's ability to read the atmosphere was so low …
Jiao Leng, who was also a representative of low EQ, irresponsibly complained in her heart.
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