[Comprehensive] Intermittent complacency

【Hunter 14】

If this shore is incomplete, the other shore will collapse.

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"Master, why did you do this?" He didn't understand, with so many chances to survive, he chose to die in this way.

"Jiang Xue, do you regret following me?" The young man didn't answer his question.

"...Never regretted it."

The young man smiled in his heart, "I'm just a little tired."

……

The atmosphere on the rooftop was unbelievably subtle at one point. The members of the Phantom Troupe stared nervously at the triangle relationship here, holding their weapons tightly, as if they would immediately strike as soon as there was any movement.

Yier fans were not angry because of Lou Bei's words, they just tilted their heads, "I won't refuse someone who offers me your life, do you want me to refuse?"

His meaning is very clear, this kind of thing is to make money, why refuse it for the sake of irrelevant people?No matter how much he said, he never regarded Lou Bei as a person who beat the enemy's Hakka. Lou Bei was Lou Bei. In his eyes, he was not a beater.

Since it is not your own family, there is no need to worry.

realistic?The reality is terrible.

But this is him.

Lou Bei smiled. He understood what Yi Ermi meant, so he couldn't get angry. After all, he never took himself seriously, or in other words, no one should take himself too seriously. Who is missing from the earth? will still rotate.

"I don't want you to refuse, Il fan, my price on the black market should be pretty good, if you want, you can sell it for money?"

This kind of indifferent tone of selling his own life like a commodity made Kuroro frowned. Does he really care about his own life?Did he already believe that he was bound to die, or did he not care about it from the beginning?

"Oh, by the way, you should ask your employer, am I talking too much?" Lou Bei gestured to Kuroro with his eyes, and shrugged, indicating that he didn't do it on purpose.

Yiermi glanced at Kuroro, and stood aside after receiving the signal.

Lou Bei tightened his coat, "Do you want to fight? If not... let's go in and talk about it, it's a bit cold."

Kurolo: "..." Why don't you always play cards according to the rules!

"..." A strange sound came out of his throat, and Lou Bei saw a book appearing in the man's hand, and it opened automatically without wind.

It's not that Lou Bei is exaggerating, he really saw the holy light on this man's body, it's definitely the holy light, he swears with Kuroro's underwear!

"...I actually prefer real fights." Wrinkled his nose and said, Lou Bei doesn't like to fight Kuroro very much. He always feels that this person is mysterious, and he will suffer a lot if he fights...

But Kurolo ignored him, and directly summoned a bunch of fish, facing Loubei densely, waiting for his order, "Barbarians like to fight."

Lou Bei: "..."

After a while, he suddenly turned his head, "Ilmi, Kuroro attacked you, calling you a barbarian!"

Who won't sue! [roll eyes

The fish looked like a centipede, and it looked like a carnivore, with green eyes and it rushed towards the north of the building.

The young man sighed with some headaches, "I said, you don't really think I'm from the manipulation department, do you?"

Chrollo was a little taken aback.

Seeing this, Lou Bei stopped talking, stretched out his hand and a short knife appeared out of thin air. Kuroro had seen this knife before, and if he remembered correctly, it should be the unknown "Little Jiangxue".

"...Are you from the Realization Department?" Kuroro's eyes darkened slightly.

Lou Bei shrugged, noncommittal.

With a movement of his thumb, the dagger was unsheathed in an instant, standing in the air as if it was alive, and then immediately divided into dozens of blades, as if elongated, shining coldly under the moonlight, and the blade pointed at the phantom sternly A group of people in the brigade.

"...Transformation system?" Kuroro opened his mouth unconsciously, but quickly closed his mouth again.

Because he saw that the blade's blade became infinitely sharper, and it looked as if the hair would break if it was put on it. He thought that the word "cutting off water with a knife" would only be seen in books.

"...Enhancement system... No, what the hell are you!" The man lost his smile on his face, and he frowned slightly. Seeing Lou Bei's expression was a little indifferent, it seemed that all the previous warmth was fake.

The young man stared at him for a while, and said without saying a word, "It's just the same as you, the trait department."

"That's impossible!" The knight beside him interrupted suddenly, but Kuroro didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown.

Lou Bei made a gesture of believing it or not, "Otherwise, why do you think there is attraction between us? Could it be that you really think I'm in love with you? Or do you really like men? Oh, maybe, maybe .”

Kuroro ignored his nonsense, and just said, "Then tell me, why do you have the manipulative system, the materialization system and the enhancement system's telekinetic ability."

"It's okay to tell you, it's just not fun, but it doesn't matter, I don't plan to play with you." At the end, he murmured a little, and the young man smiled again in front of everyone, "My characteristic is to pretend, that's all. That's all."

So, what you see is fake.

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar.

But only Ku Luoluo didn't speak and showed no expression, just stared fixedly at Lou Bei, seeing the latter move his neck very uncomfortable, before he said, "So, you can't take off your mask anymore. "

"..."

Kuroro saw that the young man who had been laughing flattened the corners of his mouth bit by bit, and there was nothing on his entire face.

Even for him, that feeling is hard to describe, it is a kind of numbness after extreme exhaustion, blankness, nothing.

Was it because he had punctured his disguise?Is it because after the protective color is ripped off, I can no longer make any resistance?

Kuroro laughed lowly, and he really admitted at this time that Takahashi Bei and him are a kind of person, a kind of person in the true sense, not just for the sake of description, but the real one. A feeling, similar in nature.

Sometimes he feels sick, and he likes to see other people being crushed. He can't say what Meteor Street has brought him, but he knows that he can't leave that place for the rest of his life.

It's not beautiful there, it's dirty and disgusting, there are killings and conspiracies, it's not dark, but gray.

Kuroro belongs there, even though he has been out for so many years, he still belongs there, because the soul is there, and he always does things crazily, leaving no room for it, but he has calculated it carefully.

The law of Meteor Street has always been with him.

Until he met someone, a man who wanted to break the chain with Meteor Street for him.

Not because he likes him so much, but because he is jealous after seeing him.

Yes, jealous.

Because Kuroro saw the soul of that man. He was clearly a man like himself. He had responsibilities, but he was outside of them. He had ambitions, but he poured out his blood at will. Full of meaning.

Everything is attracting him, making him mad with jealousy.

What are you jealous of?

He couldn't say it, but he wanted to destroy everything about him.

If this kind of person can't be used by him, he should be ruined.

The young man spoke with a strange ethereal voice, "I'm probably not the same as you. At least, when I'm tired, I can take a rest. As you said, the mask can't be taken off after wearing it for a long time."

"But, I haven't worn it for a long time. For me, it's really not a long time..."

The last words were swallowed in my stomach.

Lou Bei smiled, he has indeed learned something, a pretense is indeed just a pretense, the truth can never be exchanged by a pretense.

If he wants to get the sincerity and find the original heart, he can only exchange the truth for the truth.

"It's not like you...I still have time to regret..."

# # #

Since when?

It probably started with Bao Xian's phrase "find yourself", and he lost himself even more than before.

Some things are only suitable for collection, and cannot be said, thought or put away.A thorn pierced in the deepest part of the soul.

The wrong thing he did was to learn to pretend, and no truth is exchanged for pretending.

He didn't understand it until now.

Actors are certainly proud, but life is never about acting.

Lou Bei smiled, "Since I've told you my weakness, if you can't beat me, won't it be justified?"

Kuroro didn't answer, just looked at him, and then silently took back the book in his hand, which meant obviously that he didn't want to type anymore.

"What?" Lou Bei tilted his head.

"I entrusted the task, I think Ill fans will be happy to help." Youyou smiled shamelessly, and the man stepped aside, together with his team members.

Lou Bei stood up straight slowly, wearing Kuroro's overcoat, it was a little difficult to move, but he didn't want to take it off, because it was too cold, the weather was abnormally cold, and he remembered that it was not winter yet.

All the cold days without snow are playing hooligans, and he has been played a lot.

Turning his head slightly to avoid the attack of Ilmi, he is worthy of being a man from a family of killers. Not to mention his hiding skills, his speed is also amazing, and the use of limbs makes him even more elusive. Ku Luoluo clapped his hands aside , while Lou Bei, Lou Bei felt a little tired.

Tired and cold, he was lazy and didn't want to continue.

This is probably the first time he felt tired in the world, it is worth commemorating, um.

There was a pain in the chest, and then the cool wind swished in, it was very cold.

He lowered his head half a beat slowly. There is a big hole in the heart, which is not too big, it is about the size of a fist. It is said that the size of the heart is the size of a fist. He tried to clench his fist and stuff it into his chest, comparing, it seems to be like this.

The surrounding was very quiet, and Lou Bei could feel the eyes of the people around him were on him, he felt that he should smile, so that he could die more beautifully, otherwise he would be sorry for his shell in this life.

The original owner loved beauty very much, and he didn't want to let him down.

So he smiled very hard, spoke in a hoarse voice, and stared at the still beating heart in Yiermi's hand with slightly distracted eyes.

"Using such a brutal way to me is not gentle at all..."

These were his last words before he died.

# # #

"Master, they will be sad."

"No, Jiang Xue, they don't have that good relationship with me." The young man comforted the blue-haired man in distress, "At least, it's not as good as you and me."

"That will be sad." Jiang Xuezuo was very persistent.

The young man smiled, with a little pampering, "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say."

"I'm telling the truth." A cold voice.

"The ones who regret it will be them after all."

【Extra: Sun God and Dionysus】

God is dead.

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Apollo and Dionysus, Apollo and Dionysus, reason and emotion.

Apollo said he wanted truth, reason, and order, while Dionysus said he wanted fanaticism, excess, and instability.

【God is dead】

The Phantom Troupe is not afraid of anything, their purpose is to do bad things, and that will never change.

It was unexpected and reasonable that the Meteor Street rebellion would involve them, so no one questioned it at first.

Xia Ke frowned and fiddled with his phone, "Commander, something is wrong."

The black-haired man is laid-back. Age brings not only oldness, but also the charm accumulated by the years. He has an inexplicable bewilderment in every gesture, which is even worse after the man left. "What's wrong?"

"...that Xiaodie... has a problem."

Kurolo smiled, "Really? Then have a look."

……

In the flames, the rubbish all over the ground was incinerated, and a smell of burnt feathers mixed with chemicals filled his breath, and several figures stood there unmoved.

The tall figure was cast on the ground, and the shadow illuminated by the raging fire shook, making the gray Meteor Street look even more dilapidated and dilapidated.

"Captain?" Paknotan said, although he didn't like Meteor Street, but this time the action was too big, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he didn't know whether to feel relieved or sad.

The man at the front of the crowd smiled slowly, "Sure enough, interests are above all else." He put down the book in his hand, turned his head and glanced at his team members, "I thought, that man can't get rid of it." What are the big winds and waves..."

After all, he still changed something.

The conflict between reason and emotion never stops for a moment.

The two are perfectly embodied in Kuroro, they have never stopped conflicting, but they always coexist harmoniously.

【Sun God】

Wutong knocked on the door, walked into the dining room slowly under the dull eyes of the beating guests, glanced at the poisonous breakfast with various ingredients on the table, and bowed his body expressionlessly.

Xiba asked: "Why are you here at this time?" No one would disturb you during breakfast time on weekdays.

Wu Tong hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, I didn't mean it either, but you should take a look at this thing." Looking at the heads that brushed up, Wu Tong twitched the corners of his mouth, "Master."

Hearing this, Yiermi picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth gracefully. Wutong handed over the things in her hand with great insight. The latter took it, read the first line and then put it down.

Shiba raised his eyebrows, "What? What is it?"

Indus lowered his head, "It was sent by Mr. Takahashi's secretary, Mr. Tanxiu, the current chairman of Demacia Company, about... the transfer right of Demacia Company's stock."

Shiba was a little surprised, "Is he fascinated by Il?"

"...Yes, Mr. Tanxiu said that it was Mr. Takahashi's last wish." Indus took the time to glance at the young master who was stunned, and added, "He said it was a small gift for his lover, Christmas is coming soon .”

Wutong knew that something must have happened that day.

Although the eldest young master seemed to have nothing to do after he came back, he ate two bowls of rice that night, and for the first time in the morning, he didn't train. What about the name?" "Or is it called Weasel?" "Ah, it's too ugly, it's still Sanmao" and "My level is still very high."

Wutong didn't understand what the young master was talking about, but he knew that this kind of thing was called "abnormal".

He won't worry about the young master's bad mentality, even if he kills Mr. Takahashi with his own hands, although they all jokingly call Mr. Takahashi "the young grandma", but this is just a joking name, Takahashi is Takahashi, and he will never beat the enemy .

Therefore, the young master did not betray his family.

Yier fans sometimes have dreams, in which someone asks him if his heart is warm.

He also answered him in the dream.

"It's hot, just like mine."

【Dionysus】

When Tanxiu found Hisoka, he was killing people.

I still remember when the boss was here, he said that killing someone is an art, and he was born to fight.He was lucky to finally meet this kind of person today.

Even though his heart stopped suddenly due to the pressure of the man's thoughts, Tanxiu still bit the bullet and handed over the information in his hand.

"Oh heh heh heh heh~ what is this~" The clown licked his lips and took his things with a strange tone.

As he watched, Tanxiu watched him too.

Hisoka never seemed to be afraid of anything, he was always so crazy.

Sensible lunatic.

This is surprisingly similar to the boss, except that one is crazy and gentle, while he is crazy and rude.

"Well~ what are you doing for me~"

Hearing his question, Tanxiu raised his head in astonishment. Could it be that this man didn't understand at all after watching it for a long time? !

"This is the equity transfer letter, which is given to you by my boss."

The clown glanced at it with a half-smile, and Tanxiu felt that the murderous aura pressing on him was a little stronger, "Hmm~ so I ask you what to do for me~"

Tanxiu felt that if he continued talking, he would be killed, but this person is really annoying! "Your name and reason written on it are all there."

The clown paused, and after a series of high-pitched laughter, under Tan Xiu's astonished and angry gaze, he slowly tore up the transfer letter.

"You! What are you doing!" Tanxiu said angrily, "Even if you don't admit that the names of those stocks belong to Hisoka!"

"Oh~ you dare to talk to me like that~ You are quite brave~" The sticky voice was a little trembling, and the inexplicable murderous intent slightly stabbed at Tanxiu, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to move. The boss was right, He really should improve his strength.

"The boss said this is compensation." Tanxiu pretended to be calm.

"Oh~~Did baby say that~" Hisoka puffed up his face, as if he was thinking about some kind of compensation, he was a little angry, he heard the news that he was killed by Xiaoyi before he tasted the deliciousness of baby , how is this possible, even if he doesn't test it, he still knows that Baby is better than Xiao Yi~

"It is said that Mr. Hisoka you lost badly in playing mahjong, so the boss said this is compensation, for fear that you will be angry." Tanxiu said in one breath, every time he heard this reason, he felt a little... childish.

But when Hisoka heard it, he suddenly laughed, a happy kind of laugh.

Tanxiu was stunned. Could this be the way perverts communicate with perverts?No wonder he doesn't understand!

Ah, of course, he didn't mean the boss was perverted.

"Well~ let's go~ I received it~" After the pervert laughed twice, he put away his anger and let Tanxiu go.

No, not letting go.

Tanxiu watched in astonishment as the clown turned around and quickly killed a person, his whole body became even more murderous, each of the poker cards in other people's bodies seemed to have a scorching Evil spirit.

Tanxiu trembled, and immediately left this place of right and wrong.

Can he afford to provoke or hide? !

"I found you under the big apple tree~~"

【time】

Tasting wine takes time.

Each jar of wine is obtained through picking, brewing, fermentation and precipitation of time.

Golden yellow liquid, wine red liquid, lavender liquid.

As soon as you walk into the wine cellar, the rich and mellow aroma of the wine is like the rose-colored Aegean Sea in the sunset, and the dark clouds cannot cover the overflowing fragrance.

Kuroro stood at the door with no expression on his face.

He has a good memory, there is no doubt about it, but he never pays attention to things he doesn't want to remember.

But there is one person who is simply lingering.

He knew that Takahashi Kita had given Demacia Company to Tanxiu, one-third of the shares had been given to Yiermi, and one-third to Hisoka.

But for himself, what he got was a wine cellar.

There are many years of wine, sorghum wine, and even beer from an unknown country.

Kuroro didn't understand why.

Tanxiu said in a tone of envy or pity, sir, you are so lucky.

He doesn't know where his luck lies.

Knowing that two days ago, when Ma Qi took out the wine from the wine cellar for Fei Tan to drink, he said to Kuroro with an unclear expression, "Captain, do you want to go to the wine cellar?"

He went, looked inside and out, and then he found the brewhouse.

There are traces of activities, smells, habits, and years in it.

He finally understood what Tanxiu meant by "luck".

——These wines are brewed by Takahashi Bei himself.

He thought he would snort, but he didn't.

When he got the news, he felt nothing but peace and indescribable embarrassment.

"I never understood you." After a long silence, the man said to the empty wine cellar, "I thought we were very similar, but what are you doing now? Be kind to the enemy? Or be kind after death..."

"what is this."

what is this?

He knew that Takahashi Kita could have killed them, he was strong.Although Kuroro hasn't tried it, he knows that he is very strong. It is a kind of belief in his consciousness that he is strong.

He could have resisted, he could have rejected Ilmi, he could have survived.

But at the critical moment, he gave up.

why?

Is it because the murderer was an Il fan?He is reluctant?Or because of something.

Kuroro doesn't understand, or he understands too much.

I didn't think about it.

For Kuroro, reason and emotion are the themes of his entire life. The two are in conflict with each other, and they are also evenly matched, so he doesn't know what it is like to have more reason than emotion or more emotion than reason.

However, the person who is very similar to himself is more powerful than himself because he himself is based on reason and emotion.

Neither Apollo nor Dionysus can stop him.

Poor?Pitiful.Such a life is simply pitiful to the extreme.

He lives outside the script, outside the world, and tries hard to get involved, but he is still out of place and self-repelling.

What a pity, we will still miss you in the end, regret it, and feel sour.

In the end, they are still losers.

"You win, win beautifully."

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People are like trees, the more you yearn for the sunshine in the high places, the more your roots will reach the dark ground.

【Black Basket: Symphony and Rainbow Swan Song 01】

At the beginning of May, the temperature warmed up sharply, and the cherry blossoms had already passed their flowering period, but the fragrance of hydrangeas became more and more intense.

The fan in the classroom is always turned on by the boys after the physical education class, and it turns whirringly, blowing the girls' skirts and yellowing pages.

The sound of reading books in the morning overwhelmed the restlessness in the late spring. Senior three students did not have so much time to worry about minor troubles, and they were all focused on the ancient and modern algebraic equations in the textbooks.

College life in Tokyo is not as tense as in the prefectures and districts. Quality education is more important than exam-oriented education. Various clubs are flourishing, especially the basketball club that has attracted more and more attention in recent years. Those generations who heard about the miracle of Teiko Middle School The group of boys have all entered high school, and they have been attracting attention since the first year of high school. This momentum has not subsided until the third year of high school.

Seirin High School is an ordinary high school in Tokyo, but since Kuroko Tetsuya and Kagami Taiga came to this high school, the exposure has suddenly increased, and many students have also come here especially, and the number of students has increased a lot. The principal of Le From ear to ear, he became more and more relaxed about the basketball team.

There are two very special guys in Group B of the third year. All the students in the class know that they play well and have a very unique temperament.

Kuroko Tetsuya and Vulcan Taime are famous, and everyone in the school should know it.After Junpei Hyuga and Reiko Aida graduated, the basketball club had been in a slump for a while. After a trough, Kuroko, Kagami, Shinji Koganei and others decided to revive and re-run the basketball club.

The life of three-year-olds is not as good as one-year and two-year-olds. It is boring and boring at the same time. The same is true for three-year group B. Even if there are Hei Zizhe and Vulcan Dago, they can't stop the lonely and unbearable heart of three-year-olds.

Therefore, when the small speaker in the class rushed into the door and brought a big news, the whole class was like a stirred up stagnant water, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared inside.

"Big news, big news!! Did you know that! That old woman in Yamada is finally gone!"

"real or fake!!!"

"Hahahahaha she's finally gone! I can't stand her anymore!"

"That's right! In the third year of high school, I can only see her face every day. I really feel that life is better than death!"

Hearing a few boys gloating and applauding the table, the girl was a little unhappy, "Come on, you guys! Why do you say that about Mr. Yamada, isn't she teaching very well!"

"Tch—you women, just put it nicely, when she punished you for copying, I don't know who blushed and had a thick neck!"

"You! Hmph! Anyway, I think Mr. Yamada is not bad, but I don't know what it means to change teachers at this time. The college entrance examination will be in a few months!"

The little horn touched his thorny head, and said gossip, "It seems that Mr. Yamada's father passed away, so he resigned and returned to his hometown. The new teacher is mysterious, and I didn't find out..."

Several boys smiled kindly, "Is there anything else you don't know?! Then we have to look forward to it hahahaha!"

The red-haired boy who was sleeping on the table muttered a few words, then turned over and continued to sleep. The boy next door turned pale with fright, for fear of waking up the bad-tempered boy.

But the good times didn't last long. With the ringing of the class bell, the door of the class was opened. Everyone held their breath and looked over. The first thing that caught their eyes was the slender fingers holding on to the door frame.

With a soft swishing sound, the door was completely opened. A black-haired young man stood there with a calm expression on his face. His black phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the cold light flashed away. The top button of his white shirt was undone. , with the sleeves rolled up to the arms, baggy, light blue jeans and canvas shoes, with a book and a stack of materials in the other hand.

The whole class was silent, and when the young man stood on the podium, whispers erupted from the audience.

"So handsome! The male god of abstinence!!"

"The old lady Yamada finally did a good deed!"

"Cut—you girls are so superficial, and I think he is like that."

"..."

After being swept away by the youth on the stage, the class fell silent, staring at him expectantly, the youth slightly lowered his eyebrows, and put the textbooks and materials in his hand on the table.

I took out a white long rice pen from the rice pen box, turned around and wrote the standard Jiekai script in the middle of the blackboard, Takahashi North (たかはしきた【1), handwriting is like a textbook, only in The slightly upturned arc at the end of the word can reveal the uninhibited character of its owner.

Turning around and looking at the anxious teenagers, the young man's thin lips parted slightly: "Gao Qiaobei, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

"...Teacher Takahashi, please take care of me." The whole class said in unison, and the young man nodded in satisfaction.

"From today onwards, I will be your class teacher. I teach mathematics and teach English as an assistant. If you have any questions, the office can come to me at any time—who is the monitor?" It's the kind of gentle and low, the girls are blushing immediately, the teacher is really a wife and a monster (≧▽≦)

A boy wearing glasses stood up in the front row, "Teacher, I am."

"name."

"Nakagawa Tibetan, teacher." The boy bowed his head shyly. The new teacher's eyes were so attractive that he was afraid that he would offend him when they looked at each other.

Lou Bei nodded, "Come to my office after class, then class will start now, I will remember everyone's names after class, and I will ask you to get up and answer questions in class tomorrow." He looked at the sudden There were many complaints, and he added, "It's just a question-and-answer meeting, not a question."

As soon as the voice fell, the little faces below raised one by one, and a girl suddenly shouted, "Why don't you come today, teacher! We are all curious!"

The sound was scary, and unfortunately, it woke up the teenager who was sleeping next to her.Vulcan Da I sat up suddenly and stared at him fiercely. At least he still knew about the class and didn't yell.

The female voice who asked the question shrank her neck in fright, and did not dare to speak again. The blue-haired boy in front of me suddenly pulled his sleeve, "Student Vulcan, please be quiet, you are in class now."

"What?! Am I not quiet enough?! I didn't say anything!" Frowning my eyebrows, I shouted in a rough voice, facing Hei Zizhe's expressionless face, Vulcan compromised sullenly, "Got it, let go! "

As he said that, he put one hand on the top of his head and rubbed it viciously.

This is simply provocative! !

The whole class looked terrified, it was really a man to treat the head teacher like this on the first day!Some people are angry for the teacher in their hearts, while others gloat over other people's misfortunes. You must know that I can be regarded as a problem student if I am a big Vulcan. It doesn't matter if I play basketball well. It's not the same as obeying the teacher's orders!

But the new homeroom teacher was not as furious as they expected. He stared at the corner over there for a while, his eyes still indifferent.

As if nothing happened, he withdrew his gaze, and in the eyes of everyone with different expressions, he said casually, "Open the textbook, the content of today's review is indefinite integral..."

……

"Is there anything else, teacher?" Zhongchuan Tibetan whispered with a blushing face.

Lou Bei shook his head, "It's getting late, you should go back soon."

After leaving the club, the kid came to his office and reported the recent class work and the situation of each student.

Lou Bei felt tired and found that he seemed to be really old.

The hostility and depression of the previous world have been brought into this world. When he first arrived, Takahashi's parents were scared to death, and he was almost locked at home to find a psychiatrist to accompany him.

Jiang Xue Zuowen didn't have any worries, he quietly felt his presence in Loubei's heart, sat in the corner and watched him, often for a whole day.

Lou Bei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but it was surprisingly effective. He gradually calmed down, and there seemed to be a bigger space in his heart, which could hold the entire secret realm.

"It's nothing bad, just start over and learn a lesson." He comforted himself.

Jiang Xue was very dissatisfied, "Obviously it's the master, you don't want to live anymore!" You still rely on others!

When it was dark, he finished the work at hand. Mr. Yamada left in a hurry, and many things were not handed over to him, so it was very troublesome to tidy up.

He picked up the thin coat on the back of the seat, draped it casually on his body, flipped through the documents on the table, picked two books and held them in his arms, grabbed the phone and keys beside him, and left the office.

It was just before six o'clock, there were not so many people leaving get off work, and the traffic jam was not too serious. After driving the car to the gate of a residential area, Lou Bei lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and exhaled thick smoke rings.

"Be careful with your lungs." Jiang Xue said coldly.

Lou Bei curled his lips slightly, "I can't die."

The interior of the car was dark, only a small red dot flickered on and off.

Shintaro Midorima had seen the car at the window a long time ago, it had been parked there for a while, he pushed his glasses, opened the door and walked out.

The 1.9-meter tall man had to lower his head when knocking on the window. After the window was lowered, a handsome young man appeared in the car with a cigarette in his mouth, half-squinting his eyes to look at him.

Midorima Shintaro was uncomfortable with this look, and pushed his glasses again, "It's been a long time."

declarative sentence.Lou Bei nodded noncommittally, and instead of answering, said, "Are you used to the smell?"

"I'm not used to the smell, and I haven't seen you quit. Is it useful to say this!" The green-haired boy frowned, and backed away a little disgusted.

This action delighted Loubei, he pinched out the cigarette butt neatly, opened the car door and got out, "Let's go, Midorima Shintaro."

The boy who was half a head taller than him snorted coldly, staggered his body awkwardly, and walked into the house quickly.

After saying hello to Midorima's mother, and receiving the gentle title of "Takahashi Teacher", Lou Bei swayed into Midorima Shintaro's room.

"I don't look like a teacher at all..." the young man muttered in a low voice, but Lou Bei heard him, and he was not angry, he just put the math books and history books on the table, took a drink of the milk from Lu Jian's mother, and drank it. do.

"What do you think a teacher looks like?"

At least not like you!He looks a lot like him, who knew that he was this kind of person in his heart.

Lou Bei pulled out the chair and asked Lu Jian to sit down. He picked up the pen and twirled it around, ticking off a few exercises on the book for him to do.

Looking at the boy who was thinking hard under the light, the young man suddenly said, "By the way, I saw the person you mentioned today."

"……Who?"

"Kuroko Tetsuya."