[Net King] Take medicine before confessing

The confession plan to suspend this kind of thing, the most regretful person is Yushi Ninzu, because he didn't watch the fun, and the most fortunate is naturally GNHV587, because it finally doesn't have to worry about its users going to death.

[This is the unreasonable retribution for your actions that are too criminal, hahaha! ] GNHV587 laughs with her hips on her hips—although her figure is round and slippery at the bottom and has no waist at all, [You should listen to me and start the strong female route!According to market research, the female strong line has been very popular recently, and there are many branch copies, such as "The domineering president falls in love with me", "The black-bellied prince and evil concubine", "The little goblin of the cruel emperor", "Stop my drag Girl" Wait...]

"Cough, cough, cough..." Airi Kuroko almost sprayed the milk tea in his mouth on the face of the person opposite, and finally swallowed the milk tea without any risk, pretending that he didn't hear the stupid remarks of his own brain, and put his hand Passed the documents in it to the people around him, "Then, let's arrange it like this."

Yes, as you can see, Airi Kuroko and the people from the Cultural Activities Committee of the former Middle School were in charge of arranging the evening party on the day of the school celebration, and every detail of the scene arrangement and program arrangement was perfect.

The other party nodded, took the list in her hand, completely different from the contempt when she came, turned around to notify without even farting, and admired the future president with discerning eyes to know people so much that she was almost full of admiration Rolled over.

When assigning tasks, many people questioned it—after all, nicknames like "little angels" were tailor-made for vases no matter how they sounded.

However, Keigo Atobe didn't even bother to lift his eyes, flipped through the documents in his hand, and said lightly: "Are you doubting my uncle's judgment?"

No one dared to speak, even Kuroko Airi, the person who was surprised, was speechless.

"Kuroko." Caressing the tear mole with his slender fingers, Keigo Atobe handed the folder to Kuroko Airi, his proud and sharp eyes met her blue eyes, "I'm leaving it to you, huh?"

Kuroko Airi stared blankly into his eyes, smiled and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Facts prove everything.

How could the former chairman of the Cultural Activities Committee only be good at hitting the street?Excellent ability, clear organization and handy, everyone is arranged in the right place, and there is also enough free time to deal with special situations. From the beginning of the meeting to the present, none of the words are nonsense, and every sentence hits the G point ...Sorry, but every sentence hits the point, especially cool and cool.

Calmly looking at the student's awe-inspiring gaze, Kuroko Airi said that at the age of 27 when she died, it would be a matter of minutes to arrange a party to show off her abilities.

[Give you 32 likes! ] GNHV587 felt particularly exasperated, [Tell you to look down on my users! ] No matter how stupid she is, she is still its user. If she is looked down upon by others, it will also lose face, okay?How dare this group of fish-lipped mortals despise its majesty so much!

"There is also the need to communicate with the class monitor about the program arrangement of each class..." Airi Kuroko glanced at the people around him, his eyes fixed on a certain person, and he took out several forms and handed them over, "Group C for one year and group C for one year Team D, can I leave it to Shishido-kun?"

If she remembers correctly, Shindo Ryo's future girlfriend in her memory is the squad leader of the first-year group D... Although she doesn't know how far they have developed now, there is no harm in helping a group.

Shido Ryo received the information, with an impatient face but inexplicably made people feel very reliable: "Tch. Got it, leave it to me."

"And Akutagawa-kun..." Kuroko Airi picked up a document, and looked at the boy next to Shishido Ryo's seat - he was lying on the table and sleeping soundly, with an innocent expression on his face, as if he hadn't even reached the full moon baby.

I always feel guilty for waking him up... Kuroko Airi closed the folder with a black line: "Akutagawa-kun is responsible for continuing to sleep."

It is common practice for everyone to say nothing, but Shishido Ryo immediately exploded: "Hey! Jiro, get up! The saliva is dripping on the document!"

Kuroko Airi ignored the set sequence of the scene, turned to everyone and said, "Then next, it's our student union's performance arrangement."

Every year when the school celebrates, the student union routinely presents one or two programs. Of course, this is also an opportunity for the majority of students to vent their dissatisfaction. "Drinking black tea coldly", I almost fainted from being hit by the hail of small tomatoes below.

"What do you think is the best performance?"

"COSPLAY!" An otaku spoke first, and was immediately reprimanded by the girls as being insane, what a gentleman.

Someone suggested: "Then... a stage play?"

"Nothing new! Do you know how many of the programs reported by the class are all stage plays?"

"Uh... how about dancing?"

"What kind of dance! A figure like you can only dance "The Fat Swan" or "Ouba Anal Man Four Belts Two"!"

Most of the people present here are people who have worked with the middle department. The combination of new and old hatreds can easily rise to the level of personal attacks. For a while, the conference table was full of verbal wars and saliva.

Youth is blood.Although Ice Emperor's students are known as elites, it is really impossible for a child of this age to remain calm and composed forever.

Wearing the skin of a 15-year-old girl, Kuroko Airi, who is actually 27 years old in mental age, is extremely determined, and poses in the standard pose of Ikogendo, ignoring the chicken and dog jumping in front of her.

After about ten minutes, Kuroko Airi reckoned that if it continued, the conference room would be successfully demolished by them, so he pulled the whiteboard aside, picked up the oil-based pen and began to write on it.

The oil-based pen makes a slight squeaking sound when it touches the whiteboard, attracting everyone's attention.The limit on the number of participants, the stage design, the sound equipment, the degree of differentiation compared with other programs... The black ink gradually outlines a sharp outline.

"Not only must be outstanding, but also be outstanding." Aqua blue eyes scanned the audience quietly, Kuroko Airi did not raise his voice, but the earnestness was conveyed to the listeners, "We are not only ice God’s student council, or the president’s student council. Therefore, there is only one requirement—that is perfection.”

Everything related to that person can't be related to words like "not bad" or "okay".

Shishido put his arms around his chest and turned his head, "cut".It's really embarrassing, why is he blindly worshiping that guy Atobe again, these people should really let these people see how he enters the "personal mode" in front of the mirror after training and taking a shower every day, admiring his beauty in the mirror.

The crowd obediently sat down and continued to vote. In the end, the "chorus" was slightly better than the reverse stage play.

Kuroko Airi nodded calmly, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

GNHV587 objected: [The chorus is not good!You should play "When will the moon shine" on the stage, look up at the moon sky at 45 degrees, half bright and half sad, and surprise all beings with a melancholy, beautiful and sad side face flowing against the river!This is the standard heroine strategy wow! ]

[The auditorium has a ceiling, how can I look up at the moon sky...] Kuroko Airi seriously retorted one by one, [And if I sing on stage alone, if I fall down, no one will cover me. ]

Yes, that's the real reason she chose to sing in chorus.During the chorus, a bunch of people on the stage held hands and swayed left and right like wheat ears swaying in the wind. Who would have noticed if she accidentally fell into mud again.If a person really ran up to the stage to sing as the artificial intelligence said, even if the audience was immersed in her singing for a moment, they would be awakened by the unknown object rolling off the stage in the next second.

And, if she chooses the chorus, she can also ask her friend who is very talented in music and tennis to help out.

That's right, she was talking about Hocho Taro.

It is said that when they first met, Kuroko Airi had just returned from abroad and was studying in the first grade of junior high school in Bingdi. She left the house an hour early, but she still didn't understand the messy lines of the subway that resembled the distribution of blood vessels in the human body. When she entered the subway, she saw that the door was about to close, so she used her fastest sprinting speed to rush in. She threw herself into the street a few times on the way, so she didn't press the button for the time being.

As a result, after sitting for several stops, she took out her mobile phone to check and found that she was sitting in the wrong direction. She could only take a deep breath, put on a sprinting posture, got off the car and rushed towards the opposite subway, but accidentally tripped over the car on the ground. Blindly walking on the road, with a slap in the eyes of everyone's astonishment... He rushed to the street heroically.

When she raised her head with difficulty, the car door closed just in front of her, and the people in the car looked at her in horror as if they were looking at a giant panda through the glass windows.

"..."

Heizi Airi 囧囧 climbed up on the cold ground under the complex gazes of passers-by, sat on the ground and packed the stationery and books scattered on the ground back into her schoolbag.Because she was well aware of her urination, she deliberately went out early, so she forgot to zip up in a hurry when she went out.

His slender fingers picked up the light blue mechanical pencil on the ground and quietly handed it to her.Looking along this hand, what came into her eyes against the light was the tall and handsome silhouette of a young man.The soft curvature of his lips was so gentle that it was unbelievable.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a bright voice.

Kuroko Airi shook her head, looked directly into his eyes with aqua blue eyes, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"No, no need..." Seeing that she had taken the pencil and continued to organize things, the young man knelt down to help her while hesitating, his face blushing uncomfortably, "That, that..."

"Ok?"

"Your, your... fat, fat time... no, no, cough, I want to say, you... all gone..."

"..."

Feng Changtaro, known as the conscience of the Ice Emperor, knew what was going on, and agreed without saying a word.After the tennis team finished training that afternoon, I came over to try out the voices for everyone, picked out the ones with good voices and divided them into parts.Kuroko Airi's voice tends to be ethereal, and she has a talent attribute bonus when singing, and she was also the chairman of the cultural activities committee in the middle school before, so she was designated as the lead singer.

Every morning before class and after school is the choir training time. Hochotaro will come over to help guide when he is free, sometimes until seven or eight o'clock in the evening.Kuroko Airi was at the same table with him when he was in the middle school, and they had a pretty good relationship, but she was also very sorry, so she would often bring him a homemade bento to express her gratitude.Ryo Shishido ate with Hochotaro every night during training, and the three of them got to know each other after coming and going.

On the tenth day of training for the choir, she was called by the art teacher and class guide Kyosuke Kobayashi to discuss the latest art competition. When she arrived at the floor of the music classroom, it was already too late, so she had to run all the way there and said to the phone: " Sorry Chotaro, I'm late... Just wait a little longer!"

"Don't worry, Airi, or you'll fall down again..." To this day, Hochotaro still feels speechless when he thinks of their encounter. The rehearsal site inspection of Group D in [-], there is no way for the rehearsal to start so soon."

"Really? That's good..." Knowing that she didn't delay the rehearsal progress because of herself, Kuroko Airi heaved a sigh of relief, "I'll be right there!"

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Following the guidance of the system, Kuroko Airi took a deep breath, calmly stared at the obstacles in front of him, kept running at his original speed, and seemed to be imbued with boundless power under his feet, posing in a flying posture. jump--

slap.

Mr. Mao glanced noblely and coldly at the mortal who worshiped him with five bodies, flicked his tail and walked away gracefully on catwalks.

Kuroko Airi: "..."

GNHV587: […]

Staring affectionately at Mr. Cat's enchanting and haughty back, the girl who has been concentrating on the streets for 100 years was just about to get up when she was stopped by the music from the classroom next to her.

The sound of the piano flows slowly like running water, the melody is soft and slow, full of beautiful colors, but gradually turns into weeping sadness, like the unfathomable dark tide under the calm sea, rising between the black and white keys. ups and downs.

The second movement of Chopin's Piano Concerto No. [-] in F minor is extremely beautiful and gentle. It is his last "love letter" to his first love, and it is also known as "Portrait of a Lover".

The nimble fingers gently caress the keys, like the ambiguous caress of a lover, and the delicate emotions bloom quietly along with the gentle melody.The boy's back was straight, his profile was handsome and sharp, his eyes were full of tears, and his fingering skills were astonishingly proficient.

The hands on the grand piano have slender and beautiful skeletons, and they should hold everything beautifully—whether it’s holding a pen, tennis racket, folder...or, holding the hand of a lover.

It was so long ago, on an ordinary winter day, when preparing for an art exhibition, I accidentally passed by that person's company downstairs, habitually looked up at the tall building, and guessed in my heart which window belonged to him.That person must still be working hard, right?If the tea is cold, will someone notice to change it for him?Has anyone reminded him to take a break after working for a long time?It's so cold, are the windows closed?Are you wearing warm enough clothes?Do you wear a scarf?Where are the gloves?

Knowing that he should lift his feet to leave, he couldn't move his feet no matter what, so he quietly stood aside and waited like a pervert.

The central business district of Tokyo is crowded with people and traffic, everyone has their own concerns, and there is no time to pay attention to the people standing quietly on the side of the road.She listened to the music coming from the earphones and stared up quietly, quietly standing and waiting, but she didn't even know what she wanted to see.

Is it his back?His profile?Get lucky enough to hear his voice?Or was she wishing unrealistically that he would find her?Pretend to meet by chance, with a fake surprise smile, say long time no see?

The weather is very cold. Take a breath, and you can see a cloud of white mist quietly appear in the air, and then disappear quickly.She shrank her cold hands into her pockets, and the woolen coat barely blocked the biting cold wind, but it couldn't give her even a little warmth.

About three hours later, at nightfall, she finally saw the man.He is wearing a black coat, the color is calm and low-key, the lines are crisp and unrestrained, and the hem is raised when he walks. In a trance, he really wants to see the young man wearing a coat on the tennis court back then.

The car stopped at the door, and the driver got out of the car and opened the door for him.She opened her mouth and stepped forward quietly, his name was still stuck in her throat, when she saw his lover come out from the revolving door, held his hand coquettishly, raised her head and said something to him with a smile .He nodded and seemed to shake her hand back, and the two got into the car together.

The soft and gentle music of Chopin came from the earphones plugged into the ears, as if a lover whispered tenderly.In the icy air, Kuroko Airi stood quietly on the spot, looking in that direction, and didn't move for a long, long time.

What kind of expression should I use to go up and greet them?Obviously she doesn't even have the right to be jealous.

The coldness of the floor was subtly similar to that year's winter, and Kuroko Airi exhaled lightly, as if to exhale the air that was so cold that year that it was about to freeze.

It's different now.She went back in time and everything was different.

Everything still has time to change.

The girl with cherry hair closed her eyes, made up her mind to send out the letter of confession that was still in her schoolbag before the school anniversary, and propped herself up on the floor to get up.

creak.

The door opened.

The gray-purple-haired boy held the doorknob and looked at the girl in front of his leather shoes silently.

At this moment, the picture is unbelievably beautiful.

Atobe Keigo:"……"

Kuroko Airi: "..."

User: Kuroko Airi; Operation: Shame overdrawn at the Shame Savings Bank for one year; Repayment period: the end of the world.

Chapter [-]·END

The author has something to say:

The last one here is one of Airi’s self-publishing stupidity QAQ, I didn’t even think about writing it like this, but I don’t know why it’s crooked when I write it here_(:з」∠)_

And the meme about the subway is the stupid author!body!through!calendar!Pass!of!At that time, everyone in the subway looked at me in horror, so I could only get up calmly with a blank face~~~~(>_<)~~~~ Don’t mention how embarrassing it is QAQ