Private school two or three things

"あ, い, う, え... お... お... お?"

That's right, Curly is learning to read.

I have memorized the most basic fifty-sound for two days, and I am still memorizing the first line.

Gao Shan, who was passing by, glanced at him, and went to the teacher holding the haiku album in his arms.

Gui, who was passing by, stopped and told Curly seriously that he was going to go fishing by the river and expressed regret that Curly could not go.

Curly scratched the back of his head, looked up, and saw the blue sky and white clouds in the eyes of the dead fish.

"ゎたし...し..." The warm summer wind blew against the silver of the pillar, making me drowsy, and the sound of the fluffy curly hair that was washed yesterday gradually died down.

"It's ぼく, idiot."

The curly hair woke up, and the dead fish's eyes suddenly opened.Looking back, it was the purple hair.

Jinzhu stood behind Yinshi with a reluctance on his face.

Curly thought for a while, as if he hadn't offended this kid recently.So he relaxed, and the dead fish glanced at the Fifty Tones in his hand, scratching his head irritably.

Zimao saw Curly and started reading from the beginning lazily, his noble and glamorous image instantly collapsed: "Why are you still reciting [あ]?"

The dead fish stared at Zimao indifferently, with four large characters [Fucking your ass] written on his face.

Zimao looked down arrogantly.

There seems to be something silently fighting in the air between the two of them...

"The teacher wants me to teach you." Zimao finally couldn't help it, his green eyes showed impatience, "You were reciting this two days ago, right?"

"..." Dead Fish looked at him.

"Although I think it's your IQ problem, but the teacher said... Cough, what's wrong with your recitation?"

"..." Dead fish eyes who were silent.

Jinsuke's eyebrows twitched. "Don't you understand? Where..."

"There are problems with everything."

"……what?"

"I can't memorize them all." Si Yuyu's eyes were naturally curled up [I just don't have the ability to hit me], his tone was dull.

"..." Jin Zhu felt a headache.

It was almost dusk when Gui returned to the private school with the bucket.

He had a great time playing, even though he caught some water plants and broken shoes, even though he was splashed with water by the fish, even though all the fish were fed with meat balls (...), even though there were only two tadpoles left in the bucket...

But compared to the classmate who was still struggling to learn how to read, this day's free time seemed like an extra gift, which made him feel even more like he was taking advantage of the sky.

As a result, his steps became more brisk, and the ponytail on the back of his head followed suit.

This kind of complacent and superior mood turned to ashes when I saw the teacher.

The two brats were drooling on the table, head to head, shoulders to shoulders, almost spitting together.The body undulates slightly with the breath, peaceful and long.

They dislike each other when they are awake, but even their heartbeats are synchronized when they are asleep.

It's still young.

Song Yang covered the two sleepy little bodies with the thin blanket in his hand, raised his head and smiled slightly, and gestured softly to the dirty ponytail on his face at the door.

Kotaro is lost, Kotaro is heavy, Kotaro is tangled, and the ponytail is reluctant to pull down.What is this inexplicable feeling of being abandoned?Suddenly feel that this day is completely wasted!

I should be by Yinshi's side!Qihua reflected for the first time.

In a few days...

"What are you doing!" Curly's voice sounded a little flustered.

"Accompany you to learn how to read! Yinshi, don't worry, with me, Katsura Kotaro, you will be able to recite it quickly! Don't worry at all, leave it to me!"

"Crazy! Why do I have to recite it already? Let me go... What are you doing? Ah! Takasugi just happens to be you...Hey Takasugi! What do you mean you bastard just walk away Hey! Hey!!"

Curly, you can finally say such a long paragraph.

It's really gratifying, congratulations, congratulations...