[wangwang] pedophile

When I arrived at school in the morning, the atmosphere in the class was a bit unusual, and a few people gathered together were a bit noisy.

After a while, a girl with a normal relationship came to me, with a mysterious look that never leaked the first-hand news, she said: "No, I told you that we have a good relationship, don't talk to others. Say oh."

I think I will know the reason for today's abnormality right away, and the whole class will know the reason within 10 minutes.

I said: "Okay."

The transfer student from the next class was asked by Mr. Hirohashi to come to our class. ——If Harada's words are refined, this is what it means.

The time now is the second semester of the first grade in the middle school.The transfer student in the next class only started to attend school at the beginning of the semester. It was said that she was very out of gregarious and rebellious, and the teacher in the next class wanted to expel her after only two weeks of school.

But now it seems that he was stopped by teacher Guangqiao in our class, and he is going to come to our class.

Teacher Hirohashi is a gentle woman, it is not unexpected to do such a thing, we all respect her.The only thing worth talking about is probably the magical transfer student.

"Good morning, Yumiko."

"Good morning, Xiangjiang."

I stopped my guesses about the transfer students, anyway, I will definitely see it before class.

But not long after, Xiangjiang also came over mysteriously, and it seemed that it had been popularized.

"I'm curious what kind of person it is." She said so.

I ended the discussion with one sentence: "The person Mr. Guangqiao likes must not be bad."

"That's right." She muttered and returned to her seat.The grievance that was choked back after a bellyful of words looked like a little squirrel.

The balsamic sauce is so lovely.

Before class, Mr. Guangqiao came in with a girl he had never seen before.

There is a sense of excitement called knowing ahead of time that fills the classroom.

The girl's black hair is long and straight, like the finest silk brought by sea hundreds of years ago.She was neatly dressed, even in her school uniform, she had a unique taste in it, she looked like a child from a well-educated family.

With such a setting, she should have been a character like Yamato Nadeko, with a gentle and elegant temperament.However, she had no expression on her face, as if she had written the words Do not enter.When she is watching, there is always a feeling of being cursed by the abyss.

There was a dead silence in her eyes.

Overall, it doesn't look very pleasing.

"Michiyo Akimoto." Standing on the podium, she said bluntly, without any intention of saying "please advise me", and she didn't even write her name, which seemed rather arrogant.

Teacher Hirohashi is really a very gentle woman. She turned around and wrote down Michiyo Akimoto's name on the blackboard. After smoothing things over, she looked into Akimoto's eyes and guided softly, "Does Akimoto have any hobbies?"

Akimoto was expressionless, and spit out a single syllable: "Not at all."

There have been some small voices of discussion in the classroom.

Mr. Hirohashi has always been a very popular teacher, and whether he ignores Mr. Hirohashi's good intentions or has an attitude of not wanting to get along with everyone at all, it is very dissatisfying.

What's more, this is still an outsider. The classmates in the class have known each other for a semester, and they have formed a group with each other. They are still very exclusive towards the transfer students.

This new classmate chose a very unfavorable start for himself.

"Ah," Mr. Hirohashi smiled, and relieved Akimoto softly. "Akimoto-san sit behind Fuji-san. Fuji-san, can you raise your hand?"

Hearing Teacher Guangqiao calling me, I raised my hand.

Teacher Hirohashi probably wanted me to take care of her.

The girl on the podium, or Akimoto, obviously had no expectations for my position or for me who would be the front and back desk, and, to be more accurate, it would be better to say that she had no expectations for anything.

She nodded, walked off the podium, went straight to the seat, and sat down.

No greeting.

Although I had a smile on my face, I didn't take the initiative to talk to her.

"Akimoto-san originally entered school with everyone, but because of family reasons, she came to school one semester late. Akimoto-san is only 11 years old this year, and she is younger than everyone else. Everyone should get along with her well." Teacher Hirohashi said softly said.

It can be seen that she is full of sympathy for Qiuben, and a few words helped Qiuben get closer to her classmates.

It's impossible, at least for me, to remain indifferent to an 11-year-old.

However, she couldn't see how small it was at all.

"Is it a lie? True or false?" Just like me, the other students were a little bit unbelievable and started whispering.The voice of discussion in the classroom doubled several times, like a frying pan.

"Ah, looking at her figure, you can't tell she's only 11 years old. I thought it was a small breast, but I didn't expect it to be a little girl who hasn't developed yet." Jiang Chuan, a bad student in the class, glanced at the new student, dragging his long voice and his side The boy teased, his tone was indescribably annoying.

Judging girls like that is disgusting.

Listening to all the noise, I gave him a hard look.

In the class stratification of the campus, I am not the identity of the bully, nor do I belong to the category of being bullied.The habit of taking care of my brothers at home makes me more protective. I am very popular among girls, and I also have a sense of existence among boys.

He felt my sight, coughed dryly, put down his feet kicking the table, sat upright, and stopped talking.

Maybe more than some sense of presence, I thought.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet, we are going to class."

As I took out my textbook, I glanced at the new Qiuben behind me.

She didn't intend to move, she sat there with a blank expression on her face, staring at the blackboard, the table was empty.

"Want to read it together?" I guessed that she didn't bring a book.In the situation of being denied, maybe she is not doing well in the next class.School bullying is not just talk.

"..."

Clearly a rejection.

Not only did she not reply to me, she didn't even look at me.

I don't feel bad.

Based on this level of comparison, she who can reply to Teacher Guangqiao's words is not unaware of the teacher's kindness.

She is grateful to Teacher Guangqiao, although she is very cold.

It shows that she knows how to accept the kindness of others.

I turned around and followed the teacher's progress seriously.

I always feel that she looks familiar, as if I have seen her somewhere, so let's talk to her after class.

After finally getting out of class, I quickly turned around and looked at Akimoto behind me.Sure enough, she wasn't listening to the class, she was still in the same posture after the get out of class was over, it hadn't changed at all.

"Akimoto-san, I am Fuji Yumiko, please give me your advice."

"..."

"Akimoto-san just came to school, have you visited the campus?"

She only glanced at me when I called her the second time, and then looked away, as if she didn't want to communicate.

It was absolutely disrespectful of her.

So, when I was about to say something more, I was beaten and hugged by my good friend.

"Don't think that you can look down on people by skipping a grade, really! Yumiko! Leave her alone and go out with me." Ogurixiang said coquettishly, pulling my sleeve.

I glanced at Qiuben again, she didn't move, she didn't express anything, as if she didn't hear anything.

I smiled at her, and followed Xiao Lixiang out of the classroom.

Although she certainly didn't ignore me for the reason Xiangjiang said, I didn't care about it.But Xiangjiang is my friend after all, when she fights for me, I don't want to speak for Akimoto, that will make Xiangjiang unhappy.

I accompanied Xiangjiang to the bathroom hand in hand, and along the way she complained to me about the unfriendly transfer students, and she felt a little embarrassed as she talked.End with "It's not right for her to act like that anyway", and then stop mentioning it, and talk about an interesting thing that happened at home yesterday.

I laughed a few times as she said it.

Xiangjiang is a good boy with a sense of proportion.

I did not give up the idea of ​​contacting Akimoto.

Partly because Akimoto looks familiar, and partly because she is so silent...

It's an 11-year-old kid, I thought.

I have always had more patience and compassion with children.

During get out of class, the student on the right of Akimoto is not in her seat, and she can directly look out of the window from her seat.She lowered her head slightly, then turned sideways to the window, looking at the sky in a self-isolated posture.

This is what I saw when I walked into the classroom.

I don't know what she is looking at.

The next day, she did not communicate with others.In class, she doesn't take books or look at the blackboard, but looks out of the window, making the student on her right look at her furiously.

All the teachers in class also more or less pretended they didn't see it.The hot-tempered male teacher who teaches mathematics, gritted his teeth several times and looked at Akimoto's direction, but finally endured it.

This special treatment is excellent conversation material.

There are already rumors in the class that Qiuben is the son of a powerful family. After all, Qiuben Group is also a well-known large group, and everyone has more or less contact with it.And the new classmate Qiuben, who has the same surname as the Qiuben Group, is also too arrogant.

Akimoto, who didn't respond to anyone's comments, ignored the club application form that the squad leader took, picked up his schoolbag and went straight out.

"Akimoto-san, Akimoto-san." The class leader with glasses, who is good at studying but not good at sports, chased after him.

But she didn't respond, and walked into the crowd with her long legs - walking in the completely opposite direction to the students who were going to work.

"It's a lie..." Seeing that Qiuben had already integrated into the crowd and could not be found, the monitor shook the application form in his hand helplessly, "Really, there is still a long way for Qiuben to integrate. "

I listen and wholeheartedly agree.

"That... Akimoto-san?" I saw the back table at the door of my house that I had been paying attention to all day.I was a little surprised, but in addition to being surprised, I stopped her in time.

She reacted this time and turned to look at me.After he really recognized me, he put on a defensive posture again.

I can't help but be relieved that after a day of hard work, she can already recognize my appearance.

"Ah, does Akimoto-san live here? What a coincidence." I said with a harmless smile, "My house is next door."

"Hmm." This was the third time I heard her open her mouth today. The first two times were all replying to Teacher Guangqiao. Although it was only a monosyllable this time, it also made me feel commendable.

Although after speaking, she nodded at me and walked into her house.

Do you live next door? No wonder it looks familiar, but if you think about it, there is really no communication.Thinking so, I opened the door of my own house. "I'm back."

"Yumiko, thank you for coming back early. Zhou Zhu and Yuta are upstairs, and my mother went out first." My mother is a very gentle housewife, and housewives also have their own space for socializing.Today is my mother's high school reunion, I specially asked for leave from the club, and went home early to take care of my two younger brothers.

"Okay, Mom." I'm already familiar with taking care of my younger brothers, and my younger brothers are so cute, I don't feel burdened at all.I thought about it, and then asked, "Well, Mom, when did the Akimoto family next door move in?"

Mom replied while putting on her coat: "Speaking of which, someone came to clean up the house half a year ago, but no one responded to the visit."

"That's it. Be careful on the road, Mom."

"Then leave the house to Yumiko."

"Yes."

While doing homework with my younger brothers, I looked through the window to the next door.

Akimoto house did not turn on the light.

I am a little concerned.

"What's wrong? Sister Yumei." Zhou Zhu raised his head and asked me.

"It's nothing."

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