[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

Because the final exam is approaching, the homework of general subjects is much heavier than usual, and even those of us class cadres who usually only have names and do not work have to help other people who are too busy to do simple assistance.

During the lunch break, I took a large pile of homework to the teacher's office.

It might just be lunch time, there is no one in the teacher's office, and the room is so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

After putting the things on the desk of the head teacher of class D, I originally planned to leave directly, but when I turned around, I saw the student files on the desk of the head teacher of class C.

Speaking of which... Sakurada said last time, Shinsao's birthday will be celebrated recently.

After looking through the booklet for a while, there should be nothing wrong, but no one saw it anyway.

Thinking of this, I opened the files of Class C, and successfully found "The Heartbreaker" from a bunch of names I didn't recognize at all.

The most eye-catching thing in the file is the half-length ID photo pasted in the upper left corner.Although the people in the photos are not as lifeless as they usually look, they definitely don't feel energetic, and it must be said that they are a bit unremarkable.

Obviously, he is an extremely conspicuous guy in the first year of general subjects...

I rubbed the pages with my fingers, scanning the contents of the file at a glance.

I have to say that Xin Cao's physical fitness is really bad, and the data of the physical examination are simply horrible.Presumably this was also one of the reasons why he decisively gave up the entrance examination for the Hero Department.

Then again, Xin Cao was born on July [-]st.

Ok?

July [-]st?

Isn't that today? !

I stared at the string of data in black and white, dumbfounded, and my mind went blank.

Although I did prepare mentally for Xinsao’s birthday to be the closest, I never expected that his birthday would be today—it’s lunch break now, and it’s only twelve days before Xinsao’s birthday ends. In less than an hour, I really can't think of what kind of preparation I can make in such a short period of time.

When it comes to celebrating birthdays, I even have to ask people around me for advice.

I don't know exactly when I was born. The date of birth on the file given to me by Yuki's family is actually the day I was picked up from the orphanage by Cheap Daddy.Because it was not a serious birthday, Yuki's family didn't pay much attention to it. Every year, the family got together to have a meal and it was over.

But even I can understand that birthdays are not supposed to be like that.

I numbly pinched the file with my fingers, and my poor brain completely gave up thinking.

A hand suddenly came around from behind and tore away the file.

"If you want to know something, just ask me and that's it." The boy's slightly surprised voice sounded in his ear, "Run to the teacher's office during lunch break...Those who don't know think you are here to steal something."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm just here to deliver homework."

"Then you finish delivering it now," Xin Cao casually threw the file on the teacher's desk, then tapped my shoulder to force me to turn around and go out, "Hurry up when it's over, I'm about to starve to death gone."

I moved out of the teacher's office following the boy's movements, my brain was completely paralyzed when I gave up thinking, and I couldn't even ask "Is your birthday today?"

When I passed the Class C classroom, Xinsao suddenly let go of my shoulders, and rushed into the classroom like a loach.When he came out again, the boy had an unusually cute pink bag in his hand, judging from the shape what kind of box it should be inside.

"It's cheap for you," the boy raised the things in his hands, "Let's go, go to the rooftop."

I followed him up to the rooftop in a daze.

The weather was fine, a bit too good to be precise, and the sunlight was unobstructed on the top of the tank, blinding people's eyes.

Xinsao took out the box from the bag.Those were two bento boxes, but the color was normal blue, which at least proved that their owners didn't like the girly color of pink.

He handed me the relatively small bento box.

I took it subconsciously and opened the box, "...you did it?"

"My mother made it," the other party gave me a half-smile look, "that's why I said it was cheap for you."

"..."

I stared blankly at the dishes in the bento box.Probably to celebrate a birthday, the content of the bento box is much richer than the set meal in the school cafeteria.

"Why did you suddenly bring bento, don't you usually eat in the cafeteria?" I asked.

Xinsao paused for a while while holding the chopsticks, and then he looked at my face with complicated eyes, as if to say "how can a good child be stupid".

I squinted my eyes, smiled and twisted the pair of innocent chopsticks in my hand.

Sure enough, I still deserve a beating, so worry about this guy.

"Didn't you see it just now?" Xin Cao threw his chopsticks to me, "Today is my birthday."

"Oh." I looked at the tableware that was thrown on the ground and twisted beyond recognition, and then at Xinsao's empty right hand, "It's just a pair of chopsticks, what should I do if I use them?"

Hearing this, the boy directly stuffed the bento box in his hand into my arms.

"You can feed me."

The corner of my mouth twitched, "...I'll feed you, uncle!"

In the end, I still compromised under the cruel reality of "only one pair of chopsticks", and stuffed the food in the bento box into Xin Cao's mouth with stiff movements.This guy looks like a villain, making people want to wring his head off.

I don’t know if normal boyfriends and girlfriends would do this, but I can be sure that Xinsao and I are not normal boyfriends and girlfriends.

Have you ever seen people in a normal relationship beat each other up every day?

... I mean gymnastics training.

After eating a simple lunch for nearly four or ten minutes, after the two bento boxes were empty, I bent my arms and touched the boy's waist and eyes with my elbow, "If your birthday is today...do you have any presents you want? ?”

"No," he thought for a while, "Besides, shouldn't you think of this kind of thing yourself?"

"I can't think of one," I replied, "and it's not my birthday."

"But birthday?" The other party suddenly turned his head and looked at me.

"It's weird, it's just my birthday." I put the leftover bento box into a bag and threw it to the young man's hand, "I don't know when I was born, the birthday written on the file is actually just my birthday. The day of adoption... It doesn't matter if you don't have a birthday."

In the words of Cheap Daddy, setting my birthday on that day was to celebrate my "new life".

I don't really understand what he means by "new life". Anyway, for me, the date of my birthday only affects when I turn one year old.

"Then accompany me to a place after school." Xin Cao stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of my hair twice, "You should be fine after school?"

"No," I said, "just don't make it too late."