I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

In the second class in the morning, as the bell rang, Miyuki Miyazaki walked into the classroom with sharp steps.

It immediately caused a sigh of relief from the boys.

Today, she took off the white robe that she always kept with her and put on more professional clothes.

Hip-hugging skirt, black stockings, high heels.

A perfect figure and gorgeous facial features, coupled with a maturity that girls don't have.

--Perfect.

"Mr. Miyazaki is very beautiful today~" A boy raised his hand with a smile.

The man with glasses sitting in the corner straightened his glasses with his middle finger and analyzed calmly and rationally: "She finally understands how pretty she is."

Compared to the wolf-like behavior of the boys, the girls were more reserved, but they still had their hands folded together, their faces full of longing.

There was something about Miyuki Miyazaki that they yearned for.

Not only is he beautiful, but he is also confident and handsome.

Hiroshi Otoi, who was touching Koizumi Anko's thigh and was about to fall asleep again, was disturbed by the noise in the classroom.

He raised his head and met Miyuki Miyazaki's gaze.

He gave a thumbs up calmly and showed his appreciation with a smile.

There is a kind of happy smile of an old father looking at his daughter who is finally willing to clean up himself.

Seeing his smile, a faint pink appeared on Miyazaki Miyuki's cheeks. Her fingers unconsciously pinched the lower edge of the hip-covering skirt and pulled it down slightly, as if she was still not used to this kind of dress.

Moving his eyes downward, he noticed that Otoi Hiroshi, who was sitting by the window, raised his left hand because there was an extra burden on his right shoulder.

At this moment, Koizumi Hongzi was still in a deep sleep state.

Her delicate body leaned entirely against Otoi Hiroshi, and her delicate cheeks showed no trace of her usual arrogance, but instead showed a special sense of weakness in her eyes.

The extremely beautiful crimson hair was scattered on Otoi Hiroshi's chest, and there were a few strands on the top of his head that spread to his mouth.

Miyuki Miyazaki's fingers that were holding the bottom edge of her hip-hugging skirt suddenly relaxed. She didn't know why she had to change herself to a different style.

——I feel a little aggrieved for no reason.

The constant compliments from the boys seemed to be unable to attract her attention.

In just three seconds, she realized she was losing control of her emotions.

So I cursed silently in my heart, "Scumbag."

Then he put one hand on his hips and raised the other, "Okay, be quiet! This month's test is in one week. Are you really ready? Everyone, turn to page 28 of the textbook now."

It seems to have returned to its previous appearance, even if it is really beautiful.

Otoi Hiroshi noticed the subtle changes on her face, blinked silently and turned his attention to Koizumi Anko.

I don't know why, but she seems very tired recently.

Hiroshi Otoi stretched out his index finger and gently pushed aside the hair that was hanging down from her forehead. Koizumi Anko's eyes moved slightly before falling into silence again.

He simply maintained an uncomfortable posture and closed his eyes.

Miyuki Miyazaki stood on the podium and didn't say much.

After all, even though the two of them slept every day and Hiroshi Otoi often skipped classes, they could always sit in the top three in the final exam.

He suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart and maintained the attitude that a working man should have.

——Never bring emotions into work.

She took a deep breath and opened the book:

"About the specific names of the four northern islands in the dispute..."

……

As the bell rang, Otoi Hiroshi opened his eyes again.

The burden on my shoulders has slipped to the desk at some point. After all, it would be very uncomfortable to keep in the same position.

I didn’t think much about it, I just slept for half the morning and my bladder couldn’t bear it.

He quickly ran to the toilet and fiercely released the shuttle into the toilet, and he came back to life.

After washing her hands and walking out of the bathroom, she happened to see Miyuki Miyazaki turning around at the stairs and heading upstairs.

Because their classroom is already on the highest floor, and above that is the rooftop.

Otoi Hiroshi simply followed him, walked to the top floor, and opened the door to the rooftop.

Miyuki Miyazaki was standing on the edge of the rooftop, looking down.

Hearing the movement behind her, she turned back subconsciously.

But he saw a swift figure rushing over, holding his shoulders and throwing him down.

"Nah, Nani?!"

"Miyuki, don't commit suicide!" Otoi Hiroshi shouted.

Miyuki Miyazaki slowly opened her eyes, but was so confused by the scolding that she forgot to retort.

Her delicate body was pushed down to the ground by him, blocking the dazzling sunlight.

……

"Pfft hahahaha..."

Miyuki Miyazaki stood on the edge of the rooftop, lighting a cigarette and laughing.

"Hey, you are looking down too much on us adults," she said, holding a cigarette and shaking her head slightly. "We are working under endless pressure every day. How can we be easily defeated by emotions?"

Otoi Hiroshi rolled his eyes, "Who told you to worry so much?"

Miyuki Miyazaki was startled for a moment, then raised Otoi Hiroshi's neck with her arm, "He is obviously a brat, but he actually said something like an adult."

"Miyuki is the one," Otoi Hiroshi said quietly, feeling the soft touch on his head, still unconvinced, "Obviously you are such a big person, but you still act like an idiot."

"Really..." Miyuki Miyazaki let go of her arms and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "Don't call my name in front of others!"

"Understood!" Hiroshi Otoi responded with a smile, "I'm just shouting in private."

Miyazaki Miyuki rolled her eyes at him and sighed helplessly in recognition.

"Okay, the next class is about to start. You should go back quickly." She said calmly.

"OK~"

Watching Otoi Hiroshi's back gradually disappear, Miyazaki Miyuki slowly slid down against the fence like a deflated rubber ball.

——Hidden his head deeply between his knees.

Regarding Otoi Hiroshi, Miyazaki Miyuki was always a little at a loss in front of him, especially after the last time, she wanted to escape.

She had difficulty expressing her emotions.

Just seeing the closeness between Otoi Hiroshi and Koizumi Anko made her feel uncomfortable and a little aggrieved.

She was vaguely aware of her inner emotions, but her inherent concepts made her subconsciously avoid the correct answer.

——It’s too bad, like this...

……

When he returned to the classroom, before class started, Kuroba Kaito seemed to have woken up and looked very energetic.

"Yo~Hiro~"

"What the hell," Otoi Hiroshi carefully walked around Anko, who was still sleeping, "It seems like you've been very busy recently."

Kuroba Kaito blinked, "It's not bad."

"By the way," Hiroshi Otoi looked at Kuroba Kaito, pointed at Anko, and asked, "Has she always been like this recently?"

Kuroba Kaito looked thoughtful.

"It's been about a month or so, right?"