[Classroom] My neighbor is a sick girl

Kawasaki Tsukasa, who received the teaching of Kawasaki Yuua, ran out the door with a face full of joy, and ran towards the cute desserts in the dessert shop.

Then quite by chance, at a certain corner, he collided with a red-haired boy who lived next door to his house.

What the hell is this classic scene that appears in ACG games.

Tsukasa Kawasaki rubbed his butt that had been in close and direct contact with the earth. He was very glad that he was a big man, and he didn't show his fatness without wearing a skirt. He said why girls in neon don't wear safety pants when they wear skirts.

"Hey, are you okay?"

After Kawasaki stood up, he found that a certain red-haired boy was still lying on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"You are from the Kawasaki family..."

It can be said that Akabane struggled to get up from the ground, raised his head and stared at Kawasaki Tsukasa for several seconds, and said slowly.

Kawasaki Tsukasa, who just wanted to refute that he had a name, couldn't help being stunned when he saw Akabane Ye's appearance at this time.

I don’t know if I don’t see it, but I was startled when I saw it. Kawasaki looked at the red-haired boy’s face with a look of horror. There were several obvious bruises on the left cheek, and a lot of sand on the right cheek. It was rubbed when his head was on the ground just now. In addition, there were several small wounds on his face, and one even oozes blood.

I'll go, could it be that I have eaten too many sweets recently and gained weight, and it was obviously just an accidental bump that caused such great damage to the other party.

"Hey, you look serious. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Tsukasa Kawasaki looked at Akabane worriedly, and felt inexplicably guilty. He had promised his parents to get along well with him before, but within a few days after they left, he gave his son several slaps on his face. color.

"fine."

Akabane Ye looked a little different from usual, not only his tone was not as arrogant as before, but he would turn his head and look behind him from time to time.

Kawasaki followed his gaze and looked behind him, but saw nothing except a few trash cans.

"Speaking of which, don't you like sweets? I know there is a delicious dessert shop 2000 meters to the right on this street. You can go there and have a look."

Wiping the mud and sand on his face casually, Akabane pointed to a certain direction at the end of the street and said to Kawasaki Tsukasa.

"……Really?!"

Kawasaki Tsukasa, who originally wanted to ask what the other party was looking at, heard the word "sweets", his brain froze instantly, and he could only fill in all the information about sweets.

Akabane nodded.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital?"

Although his whole mind was occupied by the word "sweets", Kawasaki Tsukasa did not forget that there was a red-haired boy who was like a sick man standing opposite him, and he seemed a little hesitant when he turned around.

"It hurts me so much, I just go back and go by myself, but you, I heard that their signature products are limited daily, if you don't act fast, they will probably be sold out."

"Okay then, I'll go first, thank you for telling me."

The word "sold out" was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Tsukasa Kawasaki, who was still a little worried in his heart, seemed to be on the engine of a motor, and quickly turned towards the one that Akabane was pointing at. The direction ran away like a gust of wind, kicking up dust all over the place.

"Running really fast."

Akabane looked at Tsukasa Kawasaki's disappearing figure and shook his head talking to himself, then after hearing a strange movement, he quickly turned his head and looked vigilantly at a group of gangsters who didn't know when approached behind him.

"Brother Ye, people who teach me a lesson want to run away. There are no such simple things in the world."

The leading boy held an iron rod about as thick as an arm in his hand. Looking at the red-haired boy in front of him, his mouth pierced with lip rings formed a strange arc.

"Hey, it's really strange to hear the word "simple" from your mouths. I thought this word never existed in your brains piled up with pork."

The red-haired boy smiled provocatively, and his sarcasm words obviously made the unscrupulous boys opposite him very angry.

"Brothers, go up to me and treat Brother Ye well."

As soon as the words fell, a group of street gangsters dressed like ghosts and ghosts swarmed towards Akabane.

Even though Akabane had been fighting with gangsters since he was a child, it was inevitable that he would be beaten with two fists and four hands, and he was beaten several times without paying attention.

"Get out of the way, let me come."

The gangster waved away the gangsters surrounding Akabane, and with the thick iron rod on his shoulders, he casually walked up to the red-haired boy who was beaten and lying on the ground, looked down at him condescendingly, and smiled ferociously.

"Brother Ye, for the sake of our friendship in the past, I only want your right hand today. Remember not to be so overthinking and provoke my brothers in the future."

He winked at the gangster next to Akabane, and that gangster immediately hugged the seriously injured Akabane knowingly, while the other gangster held his hand.

The rusty iron rod was swung high, and Akabane just watched the iron rod swing down towards his right hand. Every movement seemed to be divided into several shots, which were extremely slow and extremely slow. It's frightening.

Of course, since he was born with bare buttocks until now, Akabane has never understood what the so-called "fear and fear" means. Even now that his right hand is about to be abolished, what he is thinking at this moment is nothing more than planning How to get revenge after that.

However, after Akabane rehearsed all the revenge methods he could think of in his mind, the expected pain did not come for a long time. Instead, the goblin-like man stood in front of him and shouted to teach him a lesson. The gangster suddenly let out a scream, and the iron rod with a thick arm hit the concrete floor with a bang, and rolled aside.

"Let me just say that I've clearly memorized all the dessert shops within a ten-mile radius. I don't remember opening a dessert shop in that direction."

The gangster who blocked his view was kicked away from behind. Akabane raised his head, and the reddish face of the black-haired boy was reflected in his amber pupils.

"So you're still going, right?"

An elbow hit the gangster who was standing behind him and supported him, and another side kick swept the gangster who was holding his right hand to the ground. When the two were stunned by Kawasaki Tsukasa's appearance, Akabane managed to break free bondage.

"I just don't want to miss every possible place for a delicious dessert."

Tsukasa Kawasaki dodged himself and said with a look of course on the sneak attack of the gangster.

"Did you ever hear that it's easier to whet your appetite with some exercise before dessert, sir."

Akabane changed his footsteps, turned behind Kawasaki and punched the gangster behind him in the lower abdomen.

Hearing his own name from the mouth of the red-haired boy, Tsukasa Kawasaki couldn't help but stop.

How should I put it, although he was a little dissatisfied with the red-haired boy referring to him as "Kawasaki's" before, but suddenly he heard the other party call him by his name, how should I put it, I always feel a little weird of.

And what is that so-called appetizing exercise? Could it be that you are teaching this group of punks a lesson? Your appetizing exercise is too weird, isn't it?

"I said, at this time, according to the development of the story of the boy JUMP, you shouldn't say something that feels the same, such as [Although I have a big appetite for desserts at any time, it's good to have an appetizer once in a while.] or something Will you agree with me?"

After waiting for a while without hearing the person behind him say anything, Akabane turned his head and glanced at Kawasaki Tsukasa, and said in his usual unhurried tone.

"I prefer juvenile SUNDAY, I'm so sorry, and the kind of shameful second-year lines, I wouldn't say it if I killed you."

Kawasaki shook his head faster than a rattle.

"Really, thanks to the fact that I'm still planning to invite you to the dessert shop after the things here are over, since you said so..."

"While I have an appetite for dessert any time of the day, it's nice to have an appetizer exercise once in a while, ye."

Tsukasa Kawasaki turned his back to Akabane, like a legendary partner of justice, exuding an awe-inspiring righteousness all over his body, only a background picture of the stormy waves crashing on the shore under the setting sun was behind him.

Akabane behind him shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, as if I knew it was like this.

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