Today's Elementary Class B is still as noisy as usual. Sitting in the back row, Miyazaki Tomoko concentrates on looking at the male star photo album in her hand, showing a wretched smile from time to time.

Beside her, Sumire Masada turned her head to one side, pretending to be uninterested, but her small movements of peeking occasionally revealed her small thoughts.

This lame little move couldn't escape Tomoko's eyes, she pushed the photobook to Zheng Tianjin: "Do you want to see it?"

"Who wants to see it!" Masada Sumire blushed slightly, "What's so good about a man who only knows how to sell meat."

It just so happened that Hinata Zao and Nogi Ruka came in from the back door at this time, Masada Sumire's eyes lit up immediately, and he said intoxicatedly, "Sure enough, Master Zao and Master Ruka are the best!"

Azao and Tomoko looked at each other, looking at each other's distressed appearance, Tomoko knew that their plan to escape from the school must have failed, so he smiled at them comfortingly.

So the two saw Tomoko smiling obscenely at them.

Ah Zao: "..."

Flow frame: "..."

idiot.

Sophon was puzzled, why did the two look like they swallowed a fly?

The two ignored everything and walked back to their positions as usual.

As soon as Sumire Masada lowered her eyes in disappointment, the evil photobook was suddenly stuffed into her arms.

Sophon patted her on the shoulder with sympathy: "Look at this to heal your body and mind, anyway, it's not the first time you've been ignored."

"It's so noisy!" Sumire Nakasada, who was said to be angry, threw the photo album in front of her.

Tomoko: "My love!"

How can you do it!

The photobook hit the face of Sakura Mikan who had just entered the door perfectly in a parabolic shape. She was startled and let out an exclamation, catching the falling unknown object: "Ah!"

Seeing the familiar book, Ei Imai and the monitor in the back stopped reflexively.

Mikan looked at the photobook in her hand suspiciously: "What is this?"

After seeing the masculine naked man on the cover, Mikan's face immediately turned red. Why isn't this man wearing clothes? ! !

Tomoko ran up to Mikan: "Sorry, it's mine."

Mikan blushed and returned the photobook: "Why isn't that person wearing clothes?"

It's the first time I've seen a boy other than my grandfather naked. It's completely different from my grandfather.It's not like grandpa's body is full of bones, but full of an inexplicable feeling. . .

Tomoko said very naturally: "Because they look good like this. You can't see such eye-catching muscles when you wear clothes. It's just right, full of masculinity!"

It turns out that is called muscle.

"It's really pretty..."

But Narumi-sensei looks good with clothes like that.

Speaking of whether Narumi-sensei has muscles, I can't see them in clothes, but it looks like he doesn't have any, and he feels weak.

When Mikan struggled halfway, Imai Ying, who had been watching for a long time, gave her a decisive punch: "Idiot, what are you thinking about that kind of thing, don't follow the rhythm of that pervert."

Mikan: "Yes...is that so?"

Tomoko: "Little friend, this is not sex, it is the pursuit of power and beauty!"

Imai Ying: "Call me kid again, and I won't lend you the next exam notes."

Every time she took the exam, Tomoko relied on Imai Ying and the class monitor's key notes to review. If she didn't borrow them, only half of the class monitor's materials would be left.

"Hmph, got it, big friend!"

Ying Imai, Mikan, class monitor: "..."

childish.

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