[Black Basket] So handsome that he has no friends

With some hesitation, there is a little clear examination.

Like a strict interviewer.

The atmosphere was a bit tense, and Ryo Shinomiya vaguely felt that her throat was a little dry.

"Is that right?"

"Eh...eh?" Lacking contextual hints, Ryo Shinomiya couldn't keep up with the other party's thinking.

Akashi crossed out the wrong equation and wrote a new one, "Sorry, I thought you wouldn't be bothered by that."

……

No no no, no trouble at all.

Xiaogong Ryo didn't just suffer from a headache, it seemed that his heart also began to suffer silently.

"Troublesome or something..."

"Although popularity is not my original intention, but if you care, I will pay attention from now on."

A certain person was completely unaware that he said something strange, turned around and lowered his head again against the backdrop of Shinomiya Ryo's gradually stiffening expression.

As if nothing had happened.

The girl's mood is very complicated.It seems that there are many words stuck in the throat, and I want to say but don't know where to start.

It was as if she had stayed up all night watching Wonderful Tales of the World, and the excitement and fear were mixed with inexplicable exhaustion, hitting her little heart like a wave.

She looked up, looked at the ceiling, thought about it again, and decided to pretend nothing had happened.

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Luoshan High School, as far as Xiao Gongliang knew, had an amazing fit with Akashi Seijuro's pursuit in some aspects.In today's declining society where quality education is gradually weakened and test scores represent almost everything, he and it still stick to their persistence.

That is, no matter what, as long as you do it, you must win.

From a certain point of view, this is probably barely considered an advantage.

The girl used to be quite obsessed with the concept of winning, but after experiencing the ruthless oppression and torture in this world, she began to feel that there is nothing wrong with being a loser once in a while.

Of course, these words must never be said in front of Akashi.Especially when competitions and exams are approaching, and although someone looks calm on his face, in fact, he is facing exhaustion in both physical and mental strength.

She knew that even if she said to him out of good intentions, Akashi-kun doesn't need to feel too much pressure, even if he didn't win, it's no big deal. It may be comforting to others, but if the target is Akashi, he will probably use his eyes It's full of holes.

So she struggled a little, and soon, the kindness from Ryo Shinomiya, who had a weak sense of existence, was blown away by a malicious wind called Akashi.

She decided not to take the risk anyway.

But I don't know if it's because she is always very impious when she goes to the shrine with her parents to worship incense, and all kinds of troubles follow her closely like retribution, and she can't get rid of her.

Ryo Shinomiya is an atheist.

This kind of unscientific idea is entirely because one day before school, she came out of the classroom and accidentally passed the first grade office, and then heard a loud and relaxed voice calling her name.

"Student Shinomiya!"

Shinomiya-san felt palpitations like a conditioned reflex.

Perhaps it is because he is young that he is full of energy. As a beginner in the profession of teachers, Mr. Ogino always finds ways to apply the guidance theory he learned in college to practice. He treats students with fire-like enthusiasm and treats everything in Group A The affairs are like Luffy's devotion to the man of One Piece. For a long time, the monitor classmate who is the first assistant began to feel a little bit overwhelmed.

For some reason, this young head teacher with an A+ appearance has unknowingly become a synonym for "unlucky" in the hearts of girls.

Mr. Ogino sat in a position with a wide view and waved to Ryo Shinomiya, "Student Shinomiya! Great, I thought you might have gone back. Come in, I have something to discuss with you."

Ruined.

——I have something to discuss.

As soon as this sentence came out, like the ominous smell of sister Miao's egg dishes, it swept through the girl's brain like a gust of wind.

In her memory, the last time she had a discussion, for Ogino-kun's whim, she tried her best to recruit a few volunteers to help the small animal students on duty in the elementary school next door clean the chicken coop. In the morning, the dark green suit was covered with chicken feathers and some dark unknown objects.

After returning home, her mother insisted not to let her in.

Her heart aches when she thinks of that scene.

Although due to the status gap between the class teacher and the class monitor, she obeyed the young man who was actually a few years older than herself, but this time, no matter what, she never wanted to gamble her dignity to cooperate with the other party to send out middle school. Full of light and heat.

This time we must be the first strikers.

"Sonomiya-san—"

"Ogino-sensei, I must go to the cram school this weekend. I didn't go to the cram school because I volunteered and volunteered in the past two weeks. I feel very disturbed that I have fallen behind the schedule of the course."

Very good, the expression and tone are perfect, very calm, without the fluster and guilty conscience that are typical of lying.

With her current grades, there is no need to attend cram school or something.

The usual rest days are nothing more than surfing the Internet at home, going shopping, or playing with cauliflower tirelessly.

Who knows, not only did Ogino-sensei not show any regret on his face, but he waved his hands with a smile on his face, "This time, it won't take up the rest day of Shinomiya-san."

Before Ryo Shinomiya could react, he took advantage of the victory to chase after him, "By the way, when student Shinomiya was studying in a foreign country, he took courses such as cheerleading in physical education..."

what……

I don't feel good.

Very bad.

She shook her head vigorously, "That's not the case." She denied it quite resolutely.

"Huh? But I saw in your personal file that..."

"It's just an illusion, an illusion."

"Ah, no, I said..."

"Ogino-sensei, if there is nothing else, I'll be leaving first." After saying that, he bowed and turned around.

"Wait a minute!" Ogino-sensei stretched out his hand to block her way, a man with a height of 180 cm, his arm was like an extended version of a baguette.He was still smiling, "Well, let's not mention the incident just now, Shinomiya-san, you and Akashi-san are friends, right?"

……

understood.

Unexpectedly, he looks handsome and sunny, but he is actually such a scheming person, Ogino-kun.

Xiaogong Ryo turned around and returned the same smile, "It's just an ordinary classmate relationship, there's nothing like friendship at all."

"Don't be like this, teacher, I often hear that you are dating."

This blow was really unexpected.

A raging wave hit the dam of her sanity that was about to collapse.

In just a few seconds, it included from "As a teacher, it is too much to slander the reputation of students in such a careless manner", "It turns out that you are just a fool who listens to false rumors casually" to " Pervert!" These sentences rolled forward continuously in her mind.Play back and forth.

Her mood was tired and complicated.

I really want to switch schools.

Seeing the change in her face, Ogino-sensei coughed twice, and put on a serious face again, "Don't be so nervous, teacher, I am a reasonable adult. Teenage high school students are just At the age when you start to be interested in the opposite sex, as long as you don't go too far, I can understand normal interactions."

This guy seriously said what a teacher should never say, and at the end, he gave Ryo Shinomiya a wink, "Don't worry, I won't contact your parents."

"..."

Exhausted.Although I felt sad and angry, I couldn't summon up the energy to refute.

The retreat at this moment made the evil Ogino demon quickly occupy all the territory, and planted his own small flag in Ryo Shinomiya's inner world, "Don't be too moved, Mr. Shinomiya, I am completely different from those rigid and boring teachers .I'm a very reasonable person."

what……

She obviously prefers those who are rigid and uninteresting.

"For the Winter Cup, you want to support the people you care about, right? But because of the school's curriculum, you can't go to the scene, are you distressed? It's okay, I allow you to take half a day off, no...it's still in Group A On the day of the game, the whole class has half a day off to go to the scene to cheer, what do you think?"

Flashed in the pickup pickup, the man.

Once you enter JUMP, it is as deep as the sea.

This sentence is really not nonsense.

It's clear that he regards himself as the supporting actor who promotes the development of the plot in the boy's hot-blooded sports manga, Ogino-kun.

At this moment, let's draw a gorgeous halo around my body in my head, Ogino-kun.

I used to laugh at Senior Dai for seeing the power of the Demon King. I was too ignorant. The person who was the most poisoned person dangled in front of the podium of his class every day, but he kept turning a blind eye.

Blame her for being too young.

She moved her lips with difficulty, "I would never do such a shameful thing as a cheerleader."

Ogino-kun's distress only lingered on his face for two seconds, "Then... how about wearing a special T-shirt for support?" As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a white T-shirt from the drawer. Sai Gao, Akashi Sai Gao" in big characters.

wanna die.

I really don't want to live in this world that lacks the most basic trust between people.

Even the equipment is ready.

It's a big game of chess from the very beginning, Ogino-kun.

"Ogino-sensei, you are the consultant of the basketball club. If the basketball team wins the Winter Cup, you will get a lot of money, right?" She racked her brains and could only find this reliable possibility. , to explain why a teacher is trying so hard to calculate students.

"Bonus or something... Shinomiya-san, it really hurts me to say that."

He frowned and shook his head, "As a high school student, shouldn't you understand better than I do, the kind of exhilaration when you do your best for the things you are passionate about and shed the last drop of sweat?"

"Whether you lose or win, share the joy of victory or the helplessness of failure with your teammates, this is the true meaning of sports and youth!"

"Let Akashi-kun, who is a member of Group A, feel that everyone in Group A has been silently supporting him behind him, and let him feel the bond formed by sweat and friendship among dozens of us, my teacher Carefully, can't you understand?"

……

that man...

It seems to make sense.

Although she hit [-] feet, she was speechless for a while.

After a long time, while the two looked at each other with complex expressions, Ryo Shinomiya sighed and said, "In short, I am not dating Akashi-kun."

Mr. Ogino nodded heavily, stood up, and the fluorescent lamp above his head cast his shadow, covering Ryo Shinomiya's cheeks, "Teacher understands." He paused, "Then plan the support and persuade everyone to wear support T-shirts." The task is entrusted to you."

He patted Shinomiya on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work. Go back early."

After speaking, he picked up his briefcase, left a lonely back, and walked out of the office quickly.

Shinomiya Ryo's mood is indescribable.

It didn't seem long before I regretted it a bit.It seems to be fooled.

But thinking of Ogino-sensei's face, that man's sincere expression didn't look like he was lying.

Maybe I thought too much.

The bonds of youth or something... It sounds stupid, but as he said, it shouldn't be too bad to feel the feeling of being side by side once in a while.

She smiled faintly, then lowered her head and tucked away the broken hair hanging from her ears.

But what caught her eyes made her unable to move anymore.

Forgot to close the file.

Teacher Salary Description.

One of the appendices reads: If the society that the teacher serves as a consultant wins a ranking in a national competition, the year-end bonus will be increased according to a fixed ratio.

never again...

Trust no one.