[Three-year Class E] Asagao

"Look, look, isn't that that bitch Qing Shui?"

"I just came out of the police station a few days ago, but I still have the face to come back to our class B..."

"It's really a wave of ups and downs. Hey, the one who was suspended last time... that class D's name is Akabane or something... It is said that she has not been released to class... Now there is another her, Shimizu Xingzhi..."

"They just hurt people, but she cut strangers half to pieces!"

"When something like this happens, the chairman will definitely get her into Class E. No matter how good her grades are, she will lose her character and become a girl again..."

"What are you talking about! A person like her is willing to degenerate, doesn't she deserve what she deserves?"

"Hurry up! She's here! Stop talking and go!"

Many gazes with gloating or disdainful emotions were fixed on the girl at the door, and there were constant noises around her.

Qing Shui Xingzhi, who was at the center of the topic, turned a deaf ear to it, walked straight to the desk he hadn't returned to for a long time, bent down and began to tidy up.

The neatly coiled long hair, the well-ironed school uniform, and the delicate and harmless girl under the thick black-framed glasses don't look like the "murder suspect" that everyone said. It can be said that people's hearts are too unpredictable, and the city is too deep.

There were not many things. When Xingzhi put the last notebook into the bag, there was an impatient roar from outside the door. It was the head teacher of Class B.

"Qing Shui Xingzhi, let me tell you, are you all right? What do you look like slowly! The whole class is waiting for class!"

Hearing that she picked up her schoolbag and left directly, without looking back, she passed by the head teacher who had been there for a year: "I'm sorry."

The middle-aged head teacher took a look at the girl's slender back, walked into the classroom and angrily shook off the roll call book in his hand, and crossed out the words "Clear Mercury Star Branch" on it.

Thanks to how he cultivated her back then, he almost lost himself in the end.Fortunately, the chairman did not hold him accountable too much, it was a blessing.

"Listen up, everyone! I hope that Qing Shui Xingzhi will be the first and last time in our class!"

"This is your own future! I don't want anyone in Class B to degenerate like her before graduation!"

"do you understand?!"

Xingzhi, who hadn't gone far, naturally heard the teacher's reprimand, not to mention that the volume was so loud that it seemed to be said to her deliberately, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for her not to be able to hear it again.

Holding a piece of notice from Kunqiu Academy in his hand, Xingzhi walked out of the school gate slowly, hailed a taxi and got in.

The well-known Kunqiu College is the most famous nearby school with the highest enrollment rate, none of them.Every year during the admission season, how many parents and children want to go in, for a good way out in the future.Of course, there are many students from famous families, but in this school, the only thing you look at is your academic performance. If you have good grades, you will be the emperor, and you will receive special preferential treatment; if you have bad grades, you will be a slave. .

There are five ABCDE classes in each grade, and the levels are arranged in order from good to poor, and the grade differentiation is extremely serious.According to the words of the chairman of this famous school, this is called "90.00% five hardworking people and 5.00% lazy people".

90.00% five, that is, the first four classes, all study in the newly built school building that Xingzhi just came out of. Only the last class E is very special, and it is rejected and isolated like the plague.

According to legend, Class E at the final station is located in an old school building on a remote mountain. Xingzhi set off from the foot of the mountain early in the morning and arrived at the school building halfway through the first class in the morning.

The dilapidated building in front of him seemed to be blown by the wind, and Xingzhi, who never had anything to do with the word coquettish, couldn't help but sigh what kind of survival and adaptability he had learned here for three years.

What was unexpected was that she approached and looked at the classroom through the window, but there was no one in it.

A tidy shout came from the back of the house, and Xingzhi followed the direction of the sound to find it.

Under the sun, a whole class of students in green sportswear waved their hands up and down on the playground.

If she read it correctly, it should be... a knife, right?

Why is Class E practicing this kind of thing?

Xingzhi took a step back subconsciously, but unexpectedly stepped on something sticky and slippery, she was so frightened that she immediately jumped to the side: "Ah!"

"Well, that's a good response."

The person talking to her in front of her was a yellow unknown creature with tentacles that looked a bit like an octopus. There was a big vermilion circle on his face, and what I stepped on just now should be his tentacles.

"This classmate, peeking is not a good behavior." The creature grinned its white teeth, looked down at her with two beady eyes, and waved its tentacles around, "Can you explain it to me? "

"Ah, I'm sorry." Xingzhi took out the notice from his bag and handed it over, lowering his head and answering, "I'm a student transferred to Group E today."

A tentacle pulled out the sheet and put it in the pocket of her clothes without hesitation. A few seconds later, a tentacle stretched out in front of her again, as if to shake hands.

"Student Shimizu Xingzhi, hello. I am the head teacher of Group E, and they call me to kill the teacher."

"Please teach me more, teacher." She pursed her lips and bowed slightly, but did not shake the tentacle. "No offense, it's just me..."

Teacher Kill looked at the bowing girl in front of him, and narrowed his beady eyes.

"Hey! Why are you being lazy here?"

Another voice came in out of nowhere, and it sounded like a deep and serious person.

Xingzhi raised his head and glanced, the man with a strong physique who was obviously not a teacher came over, and the creature beside him let out a few devilish laughs.

"Slippery, Mr. Wujian, you came just in time."

Teacher Sha was sent back to prepare lessons. After a few minutes of explanation by Wujian, Xingzhi finally understood what this series of things that challenged the bottom line of the three views was all about.

All in all, this group of helpless junior high school students will assassinate their current class teacher, the tentacle-killing teacher, before March next year.

It would be great if that kind of monster could really be killed.

Holding the teacher's knife and gun that he just got in his hand, Xingzhi suddenly found himself in a strange place.

In fact, she didn't know that this was just the beginning.

For example, when she introduced herself during their morning exercise break, someone below asked such dumbfounding questions as "Are you a killer" or "Are you human?"

Moreover, their expressions are all serious expressions, as if Xingzhi is a killer or a non-human creature is what they are used to.

"Sorry, I'm not a killer, nor a strange creature."

"I am...human."

And Xingzhi could only shake his head with a serious expression, causing quite a commotion.

"Hey, she is a real girl! She looks very straight!"

"Ah! It's so nice not to be a killer or something!"

"I've decided! I'm going to chase her this semester!"

"Haha Maehara, you're a playboy, let's save it!"

Xingzhi showed a small self-deprecating smile when he heard the words. Sure enough, this kind of thing was still hidden?

I'm a "murder suspect" or something...

"Sugino, Kanno. You two come and try to stab me with a knife."

The two people whose names were called stepped forward hesitantly, Xingzhi stepped back tactfully, and found an open space in the last row to sit down.

"Student Xingzhi, that... Long time no see."

With a small neutral voice, Xingzhi turned his head and smiled: "Long time no see, Mr. Zhu."

The boy with sky blue hair named Shiota Nagisa still looks the same, the temperament and face that was once ridiculed as a girl have hardly changed.

It's just...she could feel the killing intent that was honed all over the other person's body, which was different from other people's?

During the first half of the semester from the first grade to the second grade, Xingzhi had been a student in Class D, so he got acquainted with Shiota Nagisa and others.

At that time, she thought it would be good to live like this, but for some reason, she was transferred to Class B as soon as the second half of the second semester started, and Nagisa fell to Class E because of her grades.

The fast pace of studying and studying in class B all day makes people breathless. Xingzhi, who has never liked this teaching method, is too lazy to follow the progress, and sometimes skips a class or two to spend time in the library Read a book or find a place on campus to kill time.

Since her grades have always been very good, the teacher has always turned a blind eye to this kind of behavior.

Until one time when she came back to the classroom, she was detained by several people at the door and taken to the police station. The reason was that during the time she was out, there were several malicious incidents of hurting people on the street, and some witnesses claimed that the prisoner Her figure was similar to hers, and she seemed to be wearing a school uniform skirt.

Because he was alone all day long, Xingzhi couldn't produce evidence to prove his innocence, so he couldn't argue with it.

Because she is underage and has no criminal record, she can only be contacted with the school and not her family.In Xingzhi's long silence, she was dubbed a "murder suspect" and had to be temporarily released.

The news spread throughout the school except for the quarantined E class, and then the next day it was informed that the chairman did not suspend her from school, but kicked her directly to E class instead.

She obeyed indifferently, which is indeed the consistent style of this academy.

The weak attacks of the two boys in front were resolved one by one by Wu Jian, and after a while the two boys had been thrown to the ground.

"Hey, Mr. Zhu, how many times have you actually hit him since you assassinated Teacher?"

After watching the whole short battle, Xingzhi was suddenly a little curious about how far the students in this class could push that creature.

"Ah...that...we can't even touch the teacher with weapons..."

"Eh..." Is it true?

Can't touch anything...

Xingzhi turned back to look in the direction of the school building, lowered his eyes, and exhaled lightly.

After the morning exercise, it was a normal cultural class, and as soon as Xingzhi was over, she was surrounded by several girls in the class asking this and that.

The girls in class E are not as rigid and boring as the nerds she came into contact with before. On the contrary, all of them have distinct personalities, but without exception, they are easy to get along with.

Girls' questions are all pink bubbles without exception, such as "Qingshui, what do you like", "Is there anyone you care about", "Have you been in a relationship", etc., which made Xingzhi who struggled in this regard Some headaches.

Fortunately, her slightly embarrassed expression was taken as shyness and nervousness. After a few questions, most of the girls stopped calling her surname, and directly called her Xingzhi with a smile without any malice.

Because of this, she felt a different kind of relaxed atmosphere from before, a feeling that was completely different from before.

It was as if, she, Shimizu Xingzhi, should have been a member of Class E from the beginning.

The others changed their clothes and gathered in the classroom, and then there was roll call before class, and a hail of bullets mobilized by the whole class swept past without warning.

Basically, the BB bullets scattered all over the ground in a short while surprised Xingzhi. In fact, Kataoka, the study committee member, had told her in advance, but is it really okay to waste bullets like this?It will be troublesome to clean up later.

What's more, the range and power of the gun in his hand are not very good, and it is entirely possible to be discovered before arriving.

Thinking that she would not be able to hit it anyway, she was not very good at using a gun, so she fired about two shots deliberately.

It's no wonder that Mr. Sha moved at high speed to roll the roll while making a "slippery haha" laugh. Even Xingzhi could see his contempt from the green stripes on his face.

It was very unpleasant, Xingzhi heard the heartfelt voice of the panting class.

It's just that apart from the occasional group assassination, the class of killing teachers is still pretty good.

At least Xingzhi, who had no intention of killing time in class and only occasionally wandered off, gave a rather high evaluation.

The habit in class B made her develop a bad habit, that is, no matter how well the teacher speaks, Xingzhi will always wander for a while in a class.

Sitting close to the window, when she was in a daze, her eyes were full of great scenery on the left.

When Mr. Killing's tentacles reached out to take out her notebook, Xingzhi was looking at the moon with [-]% blown up in the sky while resting his head on one hand, and was scribbling on the back of the notebook with the other hand.

"Shimizu-san! Please don't draw during class! And..."

Teacher Kill picked up her notebook and looked at it, she still had the same grinning face, then she took out a red pen from nowhere and began to quickly revise something.

Xingzhi, however, could see that she was full of narcissism.

"Drawing such a thin and ugly moon, it is better to draw a round and handsome one as my teacher!"

Even if it looks like an octopus!It's your fault for looking so funny and being too narcissistic, hey! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"...Yes, I am very sorry."

With black lines all over his face, Xingzhi took the handed-back notebook, watching the originally well-drawn crescent moon abruptly changed into a chubby head portrait of Teacher Killing, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

If one ignores the comment on the cute double circle of octopus next to it and the inexplicable other title, this is actually a pretty good piece of art work.

She pushed her slipped glasses, closed the book, and pressed it to the bottom of the book.

Xingzhi picked up the pen again, put on a "good student listens carefully" and started to attend the class.

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