Spell Corrosion

"You know Hanayamain? Why do you know Hanayamain?" Sawashiro Yukina, who was ignored by Nakahara Chuya, narrowed her eyes, and her suspicious eyes wandered between the two, "It was already past the end of class when you enrolled yesterday, right? You didn't abide by the school rules, and slept in private at night?"

Not only was he slept together yesterday, but he also lost his momentum in the Central Plains where he was traveling at night during the curfew time.

Damn, he forgot about it.

What's more, this group of students talked inside and out, and violating the school rules seemed to be a very serious matter.

As far as he is concerned, he wanted to see what would happen if he was called away by the teacher, but implicating the other party in order to achieve his own goal is another matter.

"No, I haven't met Miss Wutiao, I probably misunderstood the person." Huashanyuan pointed to the name written in the textbook, "Xue Nai, you know, I have been with you in Liyuan since elementary school, and I have never never went out."

This sentence is not so much an explanation, but rather a message to Zhongya Zhongya, in case he tells such lies that he has encountered outside before that will definitely be exposed.

But this rhetoric is too perfunctory, right?

"I just said, I obviously didn't hear any strange movements after I fell asleep."

As soon as Zecheng Yukina's voice fell, Nakahara Nakahara immediately realized that the two girls were sharing the same bed, and it seemed that Zeshiro Yukina was looking for faults, but in fact she was helping Hanayamain to clear up the relationship in a disguised form.

"Ah, you look a bit like someone I've seen before." Nakahara Zhong also followed their words, and at the same time glanced at other students in the classroom from the corner of his eye, and found that almost everyone was secretly paying attention After their conversation, they realized that now is definitely not a good time to talk.

Mariko who came into the classroom simply at this time rescued the awkward atmosphere.

Sitting on the seat that Mariko told him, Nakahara also felt that after half a day and one night of exercise, his nerves had been exercised. At least when he found that the bruises in Mariko's eyes had disappeared, he didn't feel wrong at all. It's not normal if it doesn't disappear.

While paying attention to the conversation topics of the classmates around him, while opening the textbook to pretend, he now has a vague guess about the inexplicably disappearing injuries of Mariko and Hanayamain.

Now he needs a chance to experiment.

The classwork in Liyuan is not much different from that of ordinary schools, but the difficulty and scope of knowledge involved are obviously beyond that of ordinary schools, and there are even etiquette classes that other schools do not have.

Nakahara also endured the demeanor guidance given by the nun with a dark face, from his walking posture to his habitual words.

"Miss Wutiao, such words are indeed very handsome, but since Mr. Wutiao sent you to the Ritual Garden, he must want to correct your masculine behavior." The nun with a rigid face gave him a demonstration, "You You should be more ladylike, Miss Gojo."

The nun who faces different wealthy young ladies every day is not afraid of Zhongyuan Zhongye's gloomy face at all, but she didn't touch her directly, but tapped the corner of her lips, "And the expression is also, you should smile more, next time I will check your expression management in the next etiquette class, you can start with a standard polite smile, and then go to dignified or sweet."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The weird classmates didn't beat him, and the terrifying night terrors didn't beat him. Nakahara Chuya thought that there would be no more powerful ones in this task, but he was wrong.

He went back and killed Gojo Satoru.

explain!arrive!Do!arrive!

The etiquette class was simply a long torture, and now if he had to choose between enduring Gojo Satoru's tricks and going on missions with him, or learning the basic etiquette of a wealthy lady, he would definitely choose Gojo Satoru without hesitation.

It is true that everything must be set off by contrast.

After a long day, it was finally the last class.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also lying on the table weakly, all thoughts were lost, and he just wanted to finish this damn class quickly.

"Chuya, if the nun sees you like this, I will talk about your etiquette again." Mariko who was sitting next to him poked his waist with a pen, "Sit down well, look at Xue Nai secretly Laugh at you."

"……understood."

Sitting up straight, Nakahara Chu didn't even raise his eyes to look at Sawashiro Yukina who was smiling proudly in front of him. Although the other party said a few sarcastic remarks during the etiquette class, it was probably because of the family education, and all the words were not painful. Itching, it's incomparable to the yin and yang monster that Dazai used to be so mad at.

Besides, he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as a junior high school girl. The other party just felt that his identity threatened her status in the class, so he couldn't help but target him.

Turning out the timetable and taking a look, Zhongyuan Zhong was a little surprised when he saw the "religion class" written on the form. He almost forgot that this haunted school was actually a religious school.

The teacher in charge of this course is the only male teacher Nakahara Chuya has ever seen. The teacher surnamed Hasebe wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looks very gentle and gentle, and looks like a good-natured person.

but……

Nakahara also glanced at the stiff Mariko, and then quietly scanned the classmates in his field of vision, and found that they were more or less nervous.

Except Huashanyuan.

There is nothing noteworthy about this course itself. The teacher is just following the textbook. Compared with the nuns in the previous classes, the teaching level is two extremes. It makes people wonder how this level was mixed into this college. of.

"Miss Gojo, please come to the office with me." After 40 minutes of scripted lectures, Hasebe pushed off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes fell on Nakahara Nakaya, "Talk about your violation of school regulations yesterday. "

The classroom fell silent.

Mariko glanced at Nakahara Chuya in panic, and seemed to want to say something, but held back because of the too quiet atmosphere.

Taking a panoramic view of all the reactions in the classroom, Zhong Yuan stood up, "Got it."

When walking out with Hasebe, Nakahara was also distracted thinking about how he was discovered.

He absolutely avoided all the cameras in yesterday's night tour. Regarding this point, Zhong Yuan Zhong, who once climbed to the top cadre position in Hong Kong and Hei, still has confidence, even though he is not very good at assassination.

The most probable possibility is that someone informs.

There are three suspects, Mariko, Hanayamain and Sawajo Yukina.

But thinking about it again, the three of them had no reason to do so.

First of all, Mariko and Hanayamain's whistleblowing will only be exchanged with her own limit. If Sawashiro Yukina doesn't care about Hanayamain, then there is no need to beat around the bush to cover them up in the morning.

No, there is one more person.

Liyuan is a dormitory for two, and Hanayamain and Sawashiro Yukina are sleeping together, and I sleep alone because Gojo Satoru said hello, so who is Mariko's roommate?

Well, but Mariko was not called away together, if the other party reported sex, shouldn't Mariko be reported?

Eliminate everything, and there is only one possibility left.

"Miss Wutiao, did you go out for a night tour yesterday?" Hasebe closed the door and put the lesson plans and textbooks on the table.

There is only one workstation in this office. Behind the solid wood desk is a soft leather chair. Opposite the desk and against the wall is a soft-looking sofa and a small tea table.The space is not too big, but the layout is warm and simple. The incense on the desk smells like bergamot, and it's not too strong. It's light and just right.

The only odd thing about this office is that there are no windows.

After Hasebe closed the door, it became a fully enclosed space.

And that door...

If you read it right, it is a very good sound insulation material.

"Night tour?" Nakahara Chuya asked back with a relaxed expression, convinced that he was absolutely not discovered by anyone other than Huashanyuan last night.

"Yes, night tour." Hasebe pulled his tie and loosened the tightly fastened tie a little. A man with a height of about 180 walked in front of Zhongya Nakahara. The soft carpet absorbed the sound of footsteps very well. "Miss Wutiao knows that this is a violation of school rules, right?"

The difference in height made Chuya Nakahara look up, "So you want to punish me for copying the school rules? Mr. Hasebe."

"Copying the school rules?" The man slowly bent down, raised his hand to cover the side face of Nakahara Chuya, the pure black eyes with thick lenses were viscous and viscous, disgusting to the stomach, "The teacher thinks that punishment for such things should be done with the body." It's better to remember."

Very good, this look, I found you.