God forbids me to fall in love

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"Transfer students?!"

Neil slapped his thigh excitedly, turned around to grab the arm of the classmate who came to their dormitory to spread gossip, and "howled" with wide eyes, "Are you sure? How can there be a transfer student in the demon school?" , Soldiers have to be selected from a young age, right? And we have reached the last year of school, this is too unscientific, where did you hear the news..."

The classmate took his arm out of Neil's arms and said inscrutably, "Timo told me, he saw it with his own eyes. Their group just returned to school in the morning and ran into the professor and a strange boy. stand together.

At that time, Dimo ​​was at the school gate when he heard the conversation between the professor and him. It is estimated that the dormitory will be arranged soon.After all the practical tasks are over and everyone comes back, that person will come to class with us. "

Neil scratched his head, and shouted at his roommate who was lying on the opposite bed reading a book: "Moen, why are you so calm, did you hear, there are transfer students!"

Moen's hands trembled in fright when he was suddenly summoned, and the entire book covered his face.

"Hmm...", he took down the book, rubbed his nose that was hit, and sat up slowly: "What transfer student?"

"Watching so engrossed, you haven't listened to us while we've been chatting?"

Moen smiled and did not deny it.

In fact, it wasn't. He didn't read the book at all, and the page he opened had been kept for more than an hour.

He is distracted.

Less than 24 hours after being separated from Wei, his mind is full of each other.

This state is not right. Moen has never eaten pork and seen pigs running. He has some doubts that he is in love with Wei...

Because there is a sentence that describes the mood of a person in love that is particularly suitable for his mood at this time, that is, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns.

This discovery made him very anxious and worried.

It doesn't matter that Wei is a boy like him, as a reserve soldier, how can he have the qualifications to choose a mate?

He will be [-] soon, and after going through next year's Trial Conference, he will leave school and become an official soldier, and he will be assigned a suitable spouse at that time...

"If we arrange a dormitory, will you come to your place?" The classmate stood up from Neil's bed, pointed to the empty bed near the door of their dormitory, and meditated. There seems to be an empty bed in the dormitory with Jack. Of course, it is possible that there will be a few more empty beds after this practical task is over..."

Neil clenched his hands tightly when he heard this, he didn't know whether he was looking forward to or afraid of this new classmate who was likely to join their dormitory.

I could only ask about the characteristics of this person again: "Did Dimo ​​describe what kind of person he is? Is it easy to get along with?"

"The professor blocked him, and Dimo ​​could only see the top of the man's head. Anyway, he was a tall, well-built black-haired man. But, I think you can be a transfer student in the demon school, either A lot of strength, or a lot of background, a combination of both is more likely."

"I'm so nervous all of a sudden."

Neil stared forward at the white wall in a daze, and suddenly shivered.

I don't know why he has a bad premonition, as if he is about to usher in the darkest period of his life...

At this moment there was a knock on the door.

The three people staying in the room all stood up at once. After all, they had just talked about the dormitory arrangement for transfer students, and someone came outside the door, which made them unable to avoid associations.

"Please, please come in." Neil quickly walked over to open the door, while not forgetting to straighten the corner of his rolled up clothes.

Everyone was stunned for a second when they saw the person coming, and then said respectfully in unison: "... Hello, Professor."

The stern professor in charge of the theoretical class nodded to them with a straight face, and looked at the environment of their dormitory with his hands behind his back.

"Moen, Neil, I heard that you failed to complete this mission." He said suddenly.

The classmate who spread the gossip quietly slipped out against the wall as soon as he heard the beginning of the words. Moen who was in the room soon heard an exclamation from him, followed by the voice of greeting. A strong sense of restraint.

"You, hello..."

It seems that the transfer students are really outside!

And the professor is going to give them a lecture in front of the new students.

Moen's eyelids twitched.

He also suddenly began to feel a burst of unreasonable nervousness. Although he was very calm when Neil spoke just now, he realized that there was only a wall between him and the mysterious new classmate, and his heartbeat actually accelerated.

The professor pursed his lips and shook his head: "I said long ago that practice is not the whole of learning. I'm afraid your practice scores this semester will fail. If you want to make up for it, you must work hard in theory classes on weekdays."

"Yes." Moen and Neil nodded together.

"Yeah." The professor coughed lightly, and then started to talk about the business: "Your dormitory has a new classmate, Wei, come in."

dimension? !

The name the professor called just now... Did he hear it wrong?

Is it because his mind is full of Wei that he automatically distinguishes the words from the professor's mouth as the name he wants to hear?

Moen suddenly raised his head, looked at the black-haired young man who walked in from the door, and was so startled that he stood there without speaking for a long time.

"You...how are you?!"

Instinctively, Neil jumped up and stretched out his finger to question Wei, but his hand was slapped down mercilessly by the professor.

The professor looked at Neil with a warning look, obviously he thought Neil's exaggerated and rude questioning was one of the signs of being unwelcome to new students.

"No... This is obviously a survivor we only rescued?" Neil panicked and tugged on Moen's sleeve, waiting for approval.

How can a weak survivor who needs to be carried by a soldier to walk, or a weak and slender person who will be bruised if he falls accidentally, be a transfer student of a demon-slayer school who should have strength and background? !

Isn't this world a bit too fantasy?

But Moen had already lost his mind even more.

It can be said that what is still standing here is just an empty shell.

Wei's appearance didn't change in any way, but the sickness lingering around him seemed to be swept away.

"Hi Neil, hello...Moen."

He fixed his eyes on Moen, and when he called Moen's name, he said it deliberately, and at the same time showed a gentle smile.

Moen blinked, and it took him a long time to regain his ability to speak: "Wei...this is, why?"

He really thought about meeting the other party as soon as possible, but he didn't expect it to be so soon!

How could Wei suddenly become his classmate...

The professor raised his chin reservedly, and introduced: "Wei is your senior from the previous class. During the practical mission last year, he went to Silkado and nearby villages and towns to clean up the demons...some accident happened."

When he said this, his tone became a bit serious, his eyes glanced at Wei's position, and he sighed: "The students who were sent were all wiped out. Wei came back after a year, which I did not expect."

"Good boy, you've done a good job!" He patted Wei on the shoulder in relief, then turned to teach Moen and the others, "Learn more from Wei, he is a really good fighter, no matter in theory Or practice, they are all your role models, understand?"

Moen stood there dumbfounded.

Neil had an expression of "you're kidding me". Of course, he couldn't connect the weak survivors he saw with his eyes with the outstanding seniors with stories, and why didn't Wei tell them his story along the way? What about real identity?

"Please advise me more." Wei stood still in front of Moen and said slowly, and then he stretched out his hand.

Facing the professor's fiery gaze, Moen didn't know why he raised his hand stiffly and shook it back.

Wei's skin was as icy and cool as usual, but this did not relieve the burning heat in Moen's heart.

Looking into those familiar eyes, he realized that he had never seen through each other.

Feeling a few particularly "dominant" fingers inserted between his fingers, Moen looked down slowly, his brain didn't react, and the tips of his ears were already red.

A good communication handshake posture has become interlocking fingers due to the other party's dominance.

Moen's brain was a mess, and he was a little dizzy.

There is also a little joy and embarrassment that comes from hindsight.

"Well, then I'll go first." The professor was very happy to see the "friendliness" of the students, he nodded in satisfaction, and left the dormitory silently.

Standing aside, Neil managed to prepare himself psychologically, frowning and stretching out his hand to wait for the symbolic greeting from Wei, but he waited for a long time, but it was still his turn.

Neil: "..."

Seeing Wei and Moen holding hands tightly together for 2 minutes, and looking at each other without saying a word, he silently withdrew his outstretched hand and rubbed it awkwardly on his pants. rubbed.

Perhaps, the bad situation he had foreseen before is about to come true.

Neil looked at the sky sadly.

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