I'm putting on a vest

The scene in front of me was harmonious, a little warm, and very abnormal.

These three points can coexist without contradicting each other.

For example, would you feel happy waking up one day and seeing a cockroach lying next to your bed saying good morning to you?

Or would you run into a corner screaming at light speed and chase the guy out of bed with bug spray and slippers?

This metaphor is very inappropriate, at least if vines and cockroaches with this appearance spread, all male high school students in Japan will fall in love, but it is the only description that Midorima can think of.

The student union room was peaceful. The whiteboard that was originally used to describe the plan was pulled out, and it was filled with advanced mathematical calculations. Even Luma, who was always in the top five in the school year, only felt that his head was too big.

The fatal thing is not this.

The terrible thing is that the person holding the chalk is Elliot.

Yes, it was she who was explaining the problem to Akashi, not Akashi who had no choice but to give her a surprise counseling with the last little hope.

When Midorima came in, she had just filled the third whiteboard and was pushing the fourth one over, murmuring a person's name in a low voice.

The name is in German, and Midorima can only know from the somewhat familiar tone that he is a great scientist.

…Aren’t aliens now required to learn multiple foreign languages ​​like astronauts?Diplomatic ambassador to Earth?

For a moment he had only this thought on his mind

She hadn't even heard the door open, it was Akashi sitting on the table who turned around.

He put a finger on his mouth, signaling Midorima to be quiet.

Originally, he was going to let him go out, "Let's talk about it later", although he didn't speak, but as a teammate, Midorima has such a tacit understanding.

But before that, Fuji and Elliot had already turned their heads.

When her eyes caught someone else coming in, her back froze all of a sudden.

Since she kicked off her shoes at some point and stepped on the carpet with bare feet, Midorima could clearly see the movement of her curling up her toes, it seemed that she was really wary of him.

For the intruder, she first frowned, then grabbed the draft paper on the table and hugged it to her chest to block herself, and worked very hard to move her body to the center of the whiteboard, trying to block the green space from going to the top of the whiteboard The sight cast away.

But since she is really too small, this cannot be done very well.

After all this was done, Midorima was still in the same place, completely unable to understand the scene in front of him, and it was Akashi who spoke first.

"Thank you very much for your explanation." His eyes looked at Fujiwa, slightly lower than hers.

"But there are still some things I don't understand. Can you explain in detail later?"

"…Um."

Fuji and Elliot nodded slowly but solemnly.

She definitely didn't have this attitude towards Midorima. If Midorima wanted to talk to her, she would just frown and hide her body behind the nearest shelter and cover her ears.

It seems that in this short afternoon, the two of them managed a very good relationship.

"Thank you."

"…Um."

Fujika twirled his hair twice with his fingers as if embarrassed, and hid his face behind the draft paper.

Unexpectedly flattering... By the way, no one seems to praise her at all.

It's rare to have a normal conversation partner, she should find it quite novel.

After all, she is a beautiful girl at the cosmic level. If there are really aliens coming to visit now, then it must be voted among the male high school students on the earth, and everyone will recommend Elliot as a special product of the earth.

'Please be sure to check this out! 'some type of.

It's amazing to be able to increase her friendliness to such an extent in one afternoon.

No, it's better to say that just "being able to communicate normally with Fuji and Elliot" makes people want to cast their eyes on Akashi.

When he turned his face away, Akashi nodded at him.

"What's the matter? I will pass the training later, and I have already talked to the coach."

"Ah... no. That..."

It was Kise who saw that his deskmate was missing for a whole afternoon, and was worried that you would scold her until she cried, and asked me to come over and see the situation, and save this girl if possible.Looking at the current scene, how can you say such words?

"That?" Akashi politely waited for the follow-up.

"...It's nothing. I just came here to ask you to go to training."

"Just talk to the coach."

This answer was obviously very wrong, and Midorima felt that he was so stupid, but Akashi nodded and accepted it, did not pursue it, and said thank you.

Perhaps this is where he is tactful as a child of an aristocratic family.

"It was indeed my negligence that I didn't tell you in advance. It made you worry. I will go there later, and I will make up for the missed training."

"Now you go out first," he said.

"Fujiwa is teaching me about competition."

"Who teaches whom? Ah, no..."

After blurting out these words, Midorima received the death gaze of the girl from the alien planet, and he said dryly, "I mean, um, you're serious..."

It gets darker and darker.

Fujiwa pursed his lips and held the chalk vigorously, thinking that if he didn't go out within three seconds, Fujiwa would throw the pen over in the next moment, just like David throwing a stone to kill a giant.

"Fuji and classmates are teaching me. Seriously."

Akashi said, pressing his hand on the draft paper on the table.

Judging from the handwriting, Akashi watched Fujiwa's explanation and took more notes than she wrote on those whiteboards.

"She's a real genius," Akashi said.