The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

lunch break.

After dinner, Kiyomiya Kaede, Yamazaki and others came to the teacher's office.

After taking over the task from Shiratori Mori, Kiyomiya Kaede naturally would not go to clean such a large swimming pool alone, so he persuaded Yamazaki, Ishigami and the squad leader to come over with his logical and emotional appeals.

In fact, the plan was to hold a study session before the final exams, but since Ishigami and the class monitor both had to go to cram school on weekends, the time was set after school every afternoon.

Of course, there were also some small classes taught by Qing Gong Feng during this period. After all, just looking at his appearance, he seemed to be very experienced, well, not referring to studying.

Since Shiratori Mori is a health teacher and cannot leave the health room easily, Tsurukawa Nanami takes Kiyomiya Kaede and the others to the swimming pool.

With the sun shining above their heads, several people came to the open-air swimming pool behind the gymnasium. The swimming pools for men and women were separate, so they only needed to clean the boys' swimming pool.

Since it was an open-air swimming pool and it had been raining non-stop today, there was naturally a lot of dirt in it. The green water that had not been fully drained was filled with fallen leaves that had been blown in from nowhere.

“It seems to be a big project.”

Yamazaki held the broom, a little dumbfounded. He could imagine that the swimming pool was dirty, but he didn't expect it to be so dirty.

"Cleaning is only the first step. The next step is disinfection. When it is actually used, it will probably have to wait until the next physical education class."

Today is Tuesday, and there is a physical education class in the afternoon, but looking at the current situation, it is obviously not going to be used. It is still unknown whether I can swim in the physical education class on Thursday.

"In fact, if I can use it before the summer vacation, it's already within my expectations. Otherwise, it's possible that I'll be delayed until the second semester."

"Okay, let's get to work. It's so hot, the sooner we finish, the sooner we can go home."

After draining the remaining water from the swimming pool, several people took the water pipes connected to the faucet and began to flush the dirt off the pool wall.

But high school students are high school students after all, and they are at the age of middle school. After a while, the style of painting suddenly changed.

"Charge! For the hope and future of mankind!"

Yamazaki Takao shouted loudly, holding up the water pipe, and the water sprayed high. At this moment, he was like a future warrior of mankind, fighting against the embodiment of evil - the dirt in the pool.

"Yamazaki! There are too many enemies! We can't hold on any longer!"

Ishigami was so excited that his white sportswear was soaked by water. The water marks turned bright red in his eyes, like blood left by a battle.

“We have to hold on even if we can’t! We are humanity’s last line of defense! We must not let them break through here!” Yamazaki clenched his fists, his face turned red with excitement, and he pinched the hose with his fingers, making the water flow even more turbulent.

“I really can’t take it anymore! Are we going to stop here?!”

The water pipe used as a weapon was thrown aside. Ishigami sat on the ground weakly. He was exhausted. His eyes were squinted because of the blood - actually it was the sunlight. He looked up at the sky and groaned.

“Ishigami!” Yamazaki glared at him with bloodshot eyes, “Stand up! Ishigami! We haven’t lost yet!”

"It's too late to save us! It's too late to save us! Humanity is doomed..."

Like an old man, Ishigami slowly closed his eyes.

“No, Ishigami, there is still hope for mankind…” Yamazaki endured the pain and walked a few steps to Ishigami who was unable to stand up again. He slowly stretched out his bloody hand and smiled in the sun, “Hope and disappointment always come to you hand in hand. If you are afraid, disappointment will become huge and finally swallow up hope.

If you face it bravely, you can change the situation. Everyone has a star in their heart, and we should let the star shine at all times! Ishigami!

"Yamazaki you..."

Ishigami opened his eyes. At this moment, Yamazaki's image became extremely tall in his eyes. He choked up, tears in his eyes, and his two scarred hands were clasped together.

Ishigami slowly stood up, picked up his weapon again, and stood side by side with Yamazaki. They faced the embodiment of evil and believed in hope for the future.

They rushed forward again, again and again, until the blood soaked their clothes and clumps their hair.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Their roars dispersed the clouds in the sky, which was a reflection of the tenacity of mankind!

"what......"

Until the last bit of their strength was gone, their throats were hoarse and their eyes were bloodshot. They could no longer count how many enemies' bodies had been torn apart by their weapons. However, the battlefield was so vast that they used up all their strength to kill only one third of the enemies.

At this moment, looking around, dense enemy troops were standing behind the battlefield, and the land was soaked with blood several meters deep.

They finally fell down...

"on a stone......"

Yamazaki's eyes were stained with blood and he could only see the outline of his comrade. He stretched out his hand tremblingly again.

"Yamazaki..."

"Humans, humans... we will not stop here... We... will be comrades in the next life..."

"Uh-huh!"

They held hands and finally stopped breathing. At this time, a gust of wind blew, as if the wind was crying for them.

Everything was silent, the sky was dyed blood red, and the noise not far away seemed to be blocked by the wind and could not be heard at all.

The scene is frozen.

"Um, what are they doing?"

An inopportune voice-over sounded, with surprise and convulsion in the voice.

"It's okay, it's just a Chuunibyou, you'll just have to get used to it, class leader."

Qing Gong Feng waved his hands. He was already used to it.

"Really? I didn't expect them to be so seriously ill. It's really scary." The squad leader sighed, "By the way, what Yamazaki said just now makes sense. It doesn't seem like something he would say."

"Class monitor, have you never seen Sailor Moon?"

"Hiss—I've seen it, but that was a long time ago. Is this the line from the movie?"

"Yeah, that's what Usagi Tsukino said."

"I see."

The two of them had been busy for a while and took a break to talk.

"Eh? Yamazaki-san and Ishigami-san, what happened to them? Did they slip?"

A gentle and confused voice sounded like she was massaging the ears. Nanami Tsurukawa came over with a few bottles of drinks. She looked at the two people lying in the swimming pool holding hands, with some confusion on her gentle face.

"They're fine, don't worry, Tsurukawa-sensei. It's just a Chuunibyou attack."

Qing Gongfeng explained.

"...I'm glad you're not hurt."

I don't know what Tsurukawa Nanami was thinking about, and her expression looked a little strange.

"Chuunibyou is normal. Mr. Tsurukawa has times like this too." Kiyomiya Kaede joked.

"No way!" Tsurukawa Nanami scolded, but then she remembered that she was not at home and there were other students watching. So she coughed lightly, put on a stern face, and maintained her dignity as a teacher, "Kiyomiya, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay." Qing Gong Feng agreed with a smile.

The class monitor watching this scene felt a little strange. When did Qingmiya and Teacher Tsurukawa become so close? However, when he thought of his academic performance, he felt relieved.

Teachers always give preferential treatment to students with good grades. Qing Palace is the best in the country, so this is normal.

"Hey, you two, Mr. Tsurukawa bought some drinks. If you don't want them, the class monitor and I will take care of them for you."

"Yes, of course!"

When the two men who were lying in the swimming pool pretending to be dead heard this, they quickly stood up and ran over.

"Hiha! It feels so good. Thank you, Mr. Tsurukawa!"

Ignoring the water stains on their sportswear, they tilted their heads back and took a big sip of the cold drink.

"I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for your hard work."

Nanami Tsurukawa smiled gently. Mori's affairs were her affairs, and her thank you was quite a nice thing to say.