[Classroom] My neighbor is a sick girl

Mandarin 82, English 93, Mathematics 71, Social Science 69, Science 20... Total score 335.

Looking at the large string of Arabic numbers on the report card, plus the shocking 20 points in the science column, Kawasaki slammed his head on the desk, lying weakly on the table, and glanced at another admission notice from the corner of his eyes.

Regarding matters related to arranging the transfer student Tsukasa Kawasaki into Class E of the third year.

Hello, Mr. Kawasaki, since your admission score did not meet the admission standard of the general class of Kukuqiu Middle School, after the unanimous discussion of the school, you are hereby arranged into Class E of the third-year special class of Kukuqiu Middle School. Come to the school to report on the [-]th.

Cuiqiu Middle School Academic Affairs Office

Looking at the few lines printed on this A4 paper, Kawasaki Tsukasa even wanted to die.

Although he has just moved to this city of Fukuoka and is unfamiliar with the place, but thanks to Kawasaki Yu's face that women aged five to 85 can't resist its charm, he has been with Kawasaki Yu in the past few days After wandering around for a few laps, I got a lot of useful information.

For example, the rules of garbage sorting in this street, as well as daily trivial information such as the distribution points of shops, among which there are legends about Class E of the third year of Kunqiu Middle School.

Every year, Kuiqiu Middle School throws a group of students who can’t keep up with their progress or violate school rules to the old school building on the hill a few kilometers away from the main school building, where there is only one class, Class E, for the third year.

Whether it is in terms of infrastructure or teaching quality, it is far inferior to the main school building, and even comparable to schools established in poor mountainous areas.

Three-year Class E, commonly known as Terminal E Class.

Once you enter that class, it's like falling into the quagmire naked, with stains all over your body. Your future life and even yourself will be completely denied by the people around you, and there will be no chance of turning over.

Inexplicably, there is a sense of sight in a suspenseful thriller novel...

Kawasaki shuddered suddenly.

Hastily picked up a marshmallow from the marshmallow bag next to the desk and put it in his mouth to suppress his shock.

By the way, isn't he almost a science subject? Is it necessary to drive him into hell so ruthlessly?

So science is the most annoying thing!

When he told his nominal father, Mr. Yu Kawasaki, his guardian, the news that the parents of ordinary people sounded like a bolt from the blue, the man who always had a warm smile like a spring breeze on his face was shocked. He simply accepted it, without a trace of disappointment and depression, but smiled brighter, and it was even more difficult to distinguish the position of the squinted eyes.

"Class E, Educate, sounds very good, Xiao Si should work hard when he arrives in the new class."

No, no, so Yuu Kawasaki, you didn’t listen to what those uncles and aunts on the street said. The E in Class E is the E of END, not the E of Educate. No matter how hard you try, it’s useless. I, your son in name, have completely fallen into a bottomless quagmire, the more you work hard, the deeper you will sink, do you understand!

Just sitting at home thinking about these things seems to only make me more depressed, so it's better to go out and change my mood.

Besides, there is not much stock left at home, so it's time to go out and replenish supplies.

Occasionally, I caught a glimpse of the exuberant spring outside the window, and then looked at the few packaging bags in the snack bag.

Kawasaki Secretary resolutely decided to go out for a walk.

"Yu, I'm leaving!"

Tsukasa Kawasaki called Yu Kawasaki's name as he went downstairs, and there was no movement for a long time. According to usual, there should be a smiling face suddenly appearing, and then said something like "It's not Yu, it should be called Dad".

But today the house is extraordinarily quiet.

"Have you gone out..."

Tsukasa Kawasaki looked around the room for a week, confirmed that there was no one in the house, changed his shoes at the entrance, took his wallet and went out.

Kawasaki bought some Pocky, cookies and some fudge at a nearby store, and walked out of the store to the sweet "welcome next time" from the female cashier.

"I don't know if there is any dessert shop near here."

Tsukasa Kawasaki held a Pocky in his mouth, and while walking, he looked at the shops on both sides to see if there were any dessert shops that looked good.

"Hey, boy, if you are sensible, hand over the money in your hand."

By the time he realized it, he had been blocked by a group of tall and tattooed street gangsters at the corner of a seemingly hidden dark alley.

"..."

Kawasaki Tsukasa couldn't remember how he got here.

Glancing at the group of punks in front of him who seemed to be a head taller than him, and then at the iron bars in everyone's hands, Tsukasa Kawasaki...

Is this the so-called robbery?

What should we do at this time?

Tsukasa Kawasaki gnawed on Pocky mechanically, and the correct way to deal with this situation that Yu Kawasaki told himself flashed through his mind.

It seems to be, handing over the wallet to these people, destroying wealth and eliminating disasters...

"Hey, boy, did you hear what we said, and you still haven't handed over the money!"

Seeing that Kawasaki hadn't responded for a long time, a delinquent boy who combed the plane's head and looked like a gangster, impatiently knocked the iron rod in his hand on the ground, trying to act as a deterrent.

It's really noisy...

Tsukasa Kawasaki glared at the gangster indiscriminately, then took out a cake-shaped wallet from his pocket, and was about to hand it to the group of people in front of him.

With a "bang", there was a loud noise behind the gangsters.

"Hey, what's going on."

The leader of the gangster at the head of the plane hurriedly turned around and asked the other gangsters behind him.

"Boss, yes, that brat Ye has come to your door..."

A gangster who fell on the ground tried his best to prop himself up and looked up at the gangster leader above his head, and squeezed out these words with great difficulty.

"What?! That kid, why would he..."

The gangster's face immediately changed after hearing the news, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another voice.

"Really, big brothers came here to play, why don't you invite me to join you..."

The deliberately protracted tone carried the unique youthfulness of a teenager.

A red head suddenly came into view, the red-haired boy just casually leaned against the corner of the wall, raised his chin and squinted at the group of gangsters, his handsome face showed undisguised contempt and disdain for this group of people Feelings.

"You kid, come here to make trouble again. If I don't beat you to the ground today, my surname will not be Tanaka!"

The gangster was irritated by the obvious provocative expression on the red-haired boy's face, he grabbed the iron bar in his hand and rushed towards the boy.

It turns out that the gangster's surname is Tanaka, which is a more down-to-earth surname than imagined.

Kawasaki took out a Pocky from the box and thought very calmly.

Needless to say, the result was definitely the red-haired boy's victory. Not only did he beat up the gangster's leader, Tanaka-kun, but he also beat up all the gangsters who rushed forward to avenge his boss.

Really strong fighting power.

Tsukasa Kawasaki wanted to applaud.

"Huh? You belong to the Kawasaki family next door..."

The red-haired boy who cleaned up all the gangsters on the street finally noticed Kawasaki Tsukasa who was standing beside him gnawing his Pocky.

"Exactly, hey, pass me that hemp rope over there."

The boy pointed to the broken hemp rope that was discarded behind Kawasaki Kawasaki, and said.

Tsukasa Kawasaki hesitated for a moment, then followed what the boy said, picked up the hemp rope behind him, walked to the boy and handed it to him.

"Thank you!"

The red-haired boy took the hemp rope and thanked Kawasaki Si, and then put the hemp rope on the bodies of the gangsters neatly, as if he had done it many times, he was extremely proficient, and he didn't feel muddled at all.

After tying up the group of people, the boy suddenly took out two tubes of ointment-like things from his pocket, and showed a sinister smile at a group of gangsters who were tied up.

Kawasaki could even see the little wings and tail of the demon that materialized on his back.

Hearing the heart-piercing screams of the punks, Kawasaki suddenly felt sorry for those punks who robbed him just now.

By the way, can he go back...

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