lost to yellow ball

Orihara Rin, who didn't know that he had been labeled as a perverted second disease, also happily chatted with Kushima Jiri.

He also thought about changing his original afternoon itinerary. After all, what is more interesting than observing the humans he likes.

"Mr. Orihara knows a lot." Kushima Jiri also had a good chat. After a certain degree of understanding, she found that although Orihara Rinya occasionally spoke a little out of line, he was still a humorous person on the whole, and he chatted well. Always take care of your feelings.

"Some things will be understood naturally when you get in touch with them a lot." Orihara Rin didn't feel complacent either. In just one meal, he had figured out Kudao Jiri's character and a certain family background.No matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a girl who is indifferent to the topic of'killing'. Could it be just a coincidence?

He likes to predict people, but he doesn't really like his predictions to be wrong.

At this moment, Kushima Jiri was enjoying dessert, and Orihara Rin casually stirred the scarlet drink with a glass tube, as if casually mentioned: "Miss Marlene, have you heard of 'DOLLARS'?"

Kujima paused, put down the spoon and looked at Rinya Orihara, who was smiling and smiling at him with his chin propped on one hand.

"Is there something interesting?"

If you observe the past carefully, you will find that apart from the pause when Jiri Kushima first heard the term, there are no other flaws in his expression and tone.But for someone as keen as Orihara Rinya, that moment of hesitation was enough.

He chuckled lightly.

"Miss Marlene seems to come to Tokyo often?" As if he wasn't the one who mentioned 'DOLLARS' just now, he naturally started another topic, "The taste of this restaurant is very good. I have stayed in Tokyo for so long. Haven't eaten here yet."

Seeing that the other party didn't continue the topic, Kili Kushima didn't want to delve into it. He just followed him and said, "I lived in Tokyo before the second year of junior high school, and I went to Kanagawa later."

"Huh? Miss Marlene must have heard about that urban legend..."

"Urban legend?"

The topic of the two has been around inappropriate places, Shinjuku and Ikebukuro, the Monochromatic Gang and urban legends.

Generally speaking, you wouldn't talk about this with an ordinary high school girl. Kushima Jiri took a sip of the lemon tea that was not too cold, and some astringent liquid slipped over the tip of her tongue and entered her body.She glanced at the time, it was twelve thirty.

"That's right," Orihara Lin also changed his hand to support his chin. Although it is a polite expression to look at the other party when speaking, his views are a bit too focused and people have to cast the same gaze: "Wearing a tight black leather jacket, riding a motorcycle of the same color, galloping on the streets of Ikebukuro at night."

"It's just a bosozoku." Kushima Jiri replied indifferently.

"No..." Orihara Rin also shook his fingers, "I heard that it is gone from the neck up. It is scary to be able to move without a head."

Kushima Jiri raised his eyebrows, "Ah, that's why you say it's an urban legend?"

"Miss Marlene, haven't you heard of it?"

Regarding the topic of these unscrupulous groups, Jiri Jiudao was more or less tired, she said: "I studied at the Hyotei Private Higher Academy before."

The implication is clear, she's not the type to get involved or have an interest in 'bad'.

She originally thought that a smart person like Orihara Lin could understand what she meant.

But it never occurred to him that the other party didn't restrain himself at all.

Out of politeness, Kili Kushima could only smile and listen.

After the dessert was used up, she said in a timely manner: "It's getting late, how did Mr. Orihara use it?"

Orihara Rin also said: "It is indeed a great restaurant, the chef's taste is very good."

He was really satisfied with using it. Seeing Jiri Jiudao not wanting to talk but having to deal with it was also a very interesting 'seasoning'.

Kili Kushima breathed a sigh of relief, raised a smile and said, "Thank you very much for what happened yesterday." She thought about saying a few more words, and the two of them could go back to their respective homes.

"Miss Marlene, please go shopping with me again." Orihara Rinya seemed to have turned into a fool who couldn't understand the atmosphere at this meeting, and invited without any politeness.

This person did it on purpose.

Kili Kushima thought about it, but no matter what, it is her responsibility and obligation to repay her savior.

"Where does Mr. Orihara want to go?" She tried to change the mood of repaying gratitude to being with friends, so that she would relax a little.

"Miss Marin decides."

He is the one who makes the request, but in the end he has to accompany the person to make the decision.

Kushima Kili is a little hairy.

Her mood today was not considered amiable. At this moment, the smile on the corner of her mouth slipped slightly, and she put away the smile that had been raised on purpose all along.

But unexpectedly, he was praised suddenly.

"Miss Marlene looks more beautiful when she's not smiling," Orihara Rin also got up to pay for the meal before returning, "Or, it's because she didn't really want to laugh. Does it make you look bad?"

Kushima Jiri smiled: "Has Mr. Orihara always talked like this?"

Sometimes considerate, sometimes sensitive, sometimes dull.

In other words, this is just the state he wants to show.

Orihara Rin also laughed when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to invite Kili Kudao to stand up, and said, "Don't you think it's interesting? Different words are spoken by different people, or the same meaning is expressed in another way, and human beings will express it. There are different reactions."

"I find that interesting."

In the end, Orihara Rin also decided to go to Ikebukuro.

Ikebukuro was not far from where they ate, and Kili Kushima followed Orihara Rin to this bustling place.

"Miss Marlene probably seldom came to Ikebukuro before," he said casually.

Kili Kushima was basically immune to this title, as if she had never heard it before. She walked out of the station and looked around. She took out a folding parasol from the small bag she carried with her and propped it up before answering. Said: "After all, I have lived in Tokyo for such a long time, and I have been to Ikebukuro a few times."

Orihara Rinya took the parasol from Kili Kushima's hand with a natural attitude, "The people here are very interesting, ah, by the way, the 'monster' I mentioned to you before is also here. I hope I won't meet you today. It's better to see him, I don't want to lose my date because of him."

Kili Kushima, who had no time to refuse, watched helplessly as he held a parasol that was obviously for one person and propped it on the heads of the two of them.

"..."

"What's wrong?" Orihara Lin also smiled and asked her what happened.

"It's nothing... where are we going?" She leaned to the side, although she exposed herself to the sun, it was better than getting so close to someone she had just known for two days.

"Didn't you mention 'DOLLARS' before? In fact, they seem to be very active in Ikebukuro." Orihara Rin also naturally noticed Kudao Kili's avoidance, and he tilted the umbrella towards her body. With an empty hand in his pocket, he walked forward in a casual manner.

"So 'DOLLARS' is some kind of organization?" Kushima Kili followed.

"In the young people's community, the Soloist Gang is a relatively popular gang. But DOLLARS has no color. It seems that as long as you can communicate, you can join them regardless of whether you are human or not." Orihara Lin also seems to be interested They have a deep understanding of these things, and they speak clearly and logically, and they have clearly seen that the other party does not want to talk about this in depth, but they still insist on bringing it up in front of her.

I don't know what kind of strange attention it is.

"Sounds like a great club."

Kushima Jiri replied casually.

…………

……

At this time, Yukimura Seiki looked at the test paper handed in by Kirihara Akiya blankly.

It's rare for him to show people this expressionless face, but at this time he really didn't have the strength to smile.

"Chiya," he deliberately called Kirihara Chiya's name, but didn't continue to say anything, leaving the other party in a very tense state.

Kirihara Chi also swallowed.

He also didn't expect that the homework after entering a higher school would be so difficult, and he spent the whole vacation playing games... He didn't expect that there would be such a thing as the monthly exam.You can't blame him for failing in English... well, it really has nothing to do with him, it's because those words don't know him.

Liu Lian'er took the test paper in Yukimura's hand, flipped it casually twice, and pushed his glasses.

"The probability that Chiya hasn't studied hard in the past two years is 96%."

This sentence basically set the death sentence for Akiya Kirihara, and Genichiro Sanada sat on the side like an iron face. If the sight can kill, maybe there is only a puddle of blood left in the place where Akiya Kirihara worked.This invisibly put great pressure on him, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Fumi Marui, who is a tutor, took a look at the paper too curiously, and immediately laughed like crazy: "What, can you only have 60 points in Chinese? What is 17 points in English? I stepped on the answer sheet They are more right than you, Chi Ye."

Kirihara Chi also poked his neck: "Whispering!"

Seiichi Yukimura knocked on the table twice, looked at Chiya Kirihara, with a hint of melancholy on his face at some point, he sighed slightly: "Akaya, this year is the last competition of my student days."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, the birdsong outside the window disappeared, and Marui Bunta, who was still joking about Kirihara just now, also suppressed the smile on his face.

This is not just the last year for Yukimura, but for all of their third graders, it is the final year of competition.

"Tachikai is the champion," Seiichi Yukimura smiled softly, but his tone was extremely firm: "I don't want any mistakes that will affect the competition, understand, Chiya."

Kirihara Chi was also silent for a while.

"Yes!" He raised his head and looked at the three people with firm eyes: "Please teach me what to study!"

Marui Bunta quickly picked up and said, "And me, me too!"

Yukimura Seiichi nodded in satisfaction.

"Then let's do these exercise papers first, Wentai and Chiye."

Liu Renji picked up a thick stack of papers from the side of the table, and kindly divided them into two and handed them to Marui Bunta and Kirihara Akaya.

Looking at the paper in front of them, the two of them couldn't help calling out to plants at the same time: ...grass.

Every minute and every second of time is very precious, Seiichi Yukimura watched a few people start writing diligently, and relieved the sadness on his face, and took a sip of tea leisurely.

Nioh Masaharu, who watched the whole scene: ...

What a lie, these two people.

He clicked his tongue twice in his heart at the two people who were seriously in need of tutoring, then he leaned over to his minister and asked in a gossip and whisper, "I don't seem to have seen Classmate Jiu Dao recently, how are you two?" It is very curious that two people can live together, and almost no one in the whole school knows about it.

Yukimura Seichi thought for a while, and felt that the relationship between the two of them was pretty good, so he said, "Not bad, I have a date with Ji Li tonight."

"Oh, I really want a girlfriend with such a good relationship."

Nioh Masaharu made an envious voice, "It's a pity that none of my dating partners can last that long."

Yukimura Seiichi took a sip of tea, smiled without saying a word.

The relationship between him and Ji Li is naturally not comparable to that of Nioh's girlfriends who change on a weekly basis, but this is the way of life chosen by friends, so he can't say much.

Liu Lian'er, who heard the conversation between the two, glanced at the open notebook.

There is a bit of thought on the face.

Is your information wrong?