【Visai】Unrequited Love

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1.

If you ask which two students in the Tapaz National Military Academy have such a bad relationship that the whole school knows this question,

No matter where you go to the school, catch any student who is studying or training or resting, he/she will answer you without any suspense——

This achievement belongs to Sekel Lupu and Virut Krono.

These two people are both classmates, roommates, and partners in the same group. It sounds like they should have a good relationship.

However, according to the friendship of another pair of partners, Mr. A and Mr. B, who ate and lived together in the standard four-person dormitory of the college, the two people's personalities are very different, and they are simply enemies that are once in a century.

On weekdays, there is a quarrel every two days, a cold war every three days, and it is commonplace to run into the training room for fighting training every three to five days.

In the dormitory, even if there is a disagreement, a fight will start. Once it starts, Mr. A and Mr. B will hold the things in their hands and rush into the corner quickly, covering their eyes and ears, waiting for the whole dormitory. There was a crackling sound for a long time, and then the supervisor of the dormitory came over and shouted "It's you two again" to stop.

However, one of these two is a male theologian who is both excellent in character and learning and has a top score in the command department, and the other is the No. [-] assassin who skips classes all day long but has outstanding supernatural power.

The more important point, and the most inexplicable point, is that two people with such a bad relationship have been partners for such a long time, and they cooperate with each other to complete every credit task perfectly, and they have not done anything out of the ordinary As a matter of fact, the instructor really couldn't even punish them and had nothing to do with them.

However, these two influential figures who are usually "not out of line", suddenly caused a big incident that caused gossip in the academy.

In a recent well-planned investigation mission, the two had a quarrel for some unknown reason at a critical moment, and both drowned in the sea before the arrival of the supporting ship, and they are still unconscious in the military hospital attached to the college.

Why did these two masters who dared to come and go even go to the Yu country to assassinate them make such a low-level to mentally retarded mistake?Leaving Sekel aside, it is simply unbelievable that this matter should be put on the terrifyingly calm and thoughtful Virut.

Even the instructor of the command department couldn't help but dig his ears first when he heard the news, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Everyone scratched their hearts and lungs worriedly and curiously, but the two of them showed no sign of waking up, they could only suppress their curiosity and speculate about the truth every day.

2.

Sekel woke up suddenly.

His eyes widened and he panted heavily, his hands and feet were stiff and his back was covered with cold sweat.

With some fear, he forced himself to sit up, only to feel weak all over, his mouth dry and tongue seemed to be on fire, and he glanced roughly

Single eye

Realizing that he was in the ward, he let out his strength and leaned back heavily.

Recalling the scenes from the previous mission, what stays in my mind is the scene where Virut kicked him off the boat after the quarrel.

The salty seawater choked into his nostrils and surrounded his whole body with infinite fear. Thinking about it, his whole body trembled as if he wanted to vomit.

The thing Sekel hates the most in his life is swimming, not one of them.

He rubbed his sore throat in annoyance, and gritted his teeth with hatred when he thought of Virut, wishing he could fight with him now.

He didn't even think that Virut would kick him directly into the sea from the escaped boat. It was murder!

So now he was rescued by the school because of drowning?

Don't know where that bastard is now.

Sekel was so depressed that he scolded Virut countless times in his heart, but when he turned his head, his heart twitched uncontrollably, and he froze on the spot.

Just after waking up, she was immersed in her own thoughts and didn't notice... There was another bed in the ward.

The person on the bed was lying there silently, obviously not yet regaining consciousness. His gray-blue short hair was scattered on the pillow, and his handsome face still had a somewhat youthful outline, and his eyes were closed with a slightly pale face. It seemed quite quiet.

The picture with the sunlight from the window can be said to be quite beautiful, but Sekel felt as if a thunderbolt had struck straight down, which made him unable to recover.

He is very familiar with that face that has been with him for more than ten years, it is his own appearance - the person lying there is clearly himself!

Then who is he sitting here now?

Sekel subconsciously wanted to mobilize the divine power in his body, but found that it was empty, as if it had never existed.

He couldn't figure out the situation anxiously and grabbed a handful of hair. The silvery white eyes immediately made him widen his eyes, and an unbelievable possibility flashed in his mind.

Sekel turned his head stiffly and slowly, and it was no accident that he saw the face that he usually looked disgusted with in the reflective glass window of the ward, which was convenient for observing patients.

The silver-haired young man was sitting on the hospital bed, but he had a completely different temperament from his usual one. He arched his back, opened his blood-colored eyes, and his handsome and cold face showed a rather unbelievable look at this moment. ...looks a little silly.

The corner of Sekel's mouth twitched and he couldn't bear to look straight back. Then he couldn't hold back and turned back again. He touched his face, and after seeing the reflected figure doing the same thing as him, he finally covered his face. The face is desperate.

In fact, he already understood this fact without confirming it, because Virut never made such a rich expression, and it was as rare to be able to curl the corners of his mouth on weekdays as Agnesa blooming a phantom flower.

So what the hell is this doing? !

Did he swap bodies with Virut? ?

Just when Sekel was going crazy and gave up thinking, the people around him were woken up by him.

The other party frowned, as if he had a headache from his tossing and turning, he took a light breath, his eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes.

Then he turned his head and saw Sekel beside him... No, to be precise, it was Sekel who was holding Virut's body.

"..."

The two looked at each other in silence for half a minute, and Seker clearly saw a little surprise in the other's eyes, but he quickly covered it up and straightened his thin lips, showing some thoughtfulness.

Sekel's facial muscles twitched, and he took the lead to look away.

Fuck... This feeling of staring at yourself is really weird!

Especially seeing that the expression on his face was replaced by Virut's expressionless dead face on weekdays, the effect is simply ghostly.

"Sekel?"

Virut had already sat up and called him softly.Although it was a rising question, it had a determined tone.

"What are you doing?" Sekel turned back and choked him emotionally when he heard the words. Even if such a weird thing happened, he didn't let go of his anger with the other party.

"Don't ask me what's going on, I just woke up and don't know anything!"

This time it was Virut's turn to look at the effect of his brows on his face, and his eyes were subtle.

But after all, he has a strong psychological quality. Virut quickly accepted this fact. He rubbed his temples that were still swollen and sore from lack of oxygen after drowning. Obviously, he didn't expect Sekel to answer this question that he didn't even think about. With a hoarse voice calmly said,

"What's the date today?"

"I don't know!" Sekel snorted, and he was extremely blunt.

Virut frowned, his voice was light,

"Are you angry?"

"Hey, how dare I be angry with you young master?! If I find a chance to kick me into the sea again, I don't know if I will be so lucky next time." Sekel said with a cold face.

Virut's eyes flickered for a moment, and his face couldn't help but turn cold. His fingertips clenched the corner of the quilt tightly, and the next moment, he let go.

"You know the importance of that mission. Although it looks simple, once we are discovered by the navy of Yu country, it is very likely to cause political disputes in the military. Besides..."

He calmly looked straight at Sekel with a very calm gaze,

"I didn't know you couldn't swim. This was my mistake as the commander, and I apologize to you."

Sekel never said anything about it, and everyone thought that he didn't go to the swimming class just because he didn't want to go, including Virut.

Sekel was choked by his words for a moment, he couldn't hold his breath, but because of the other party's sudden apology, he couldn't blame him any more, but he was very unwilling to forgive the other party like this.

He could only stare at his face with lingering anger, feeling so depressed that he was dying.

However, he was very wrong when he thought that the matter was over like this. Before he was depressed, Virut continued coolly,

"But you have to admit that the biggest responsibility for such a thing to happen is on you. I have fully deployed all the plans for this mission the night before, and you were not listening at that time. You slept for a two-hour combat meeting. Hours and 25 minutes."

"I was..."

"Is there any room for you to quibble? If you can tell me in time that you can't swim, then I will definitely not set the last means of transportation as the most inconspicuous small fishing boat, and count on you to accompany me Swim out of the sea border of Yu country."

"Then you kicked me down??" Sekel gritted his teeth.

"Then please tell me, when the gap time between Naval patrols in the Yu Kingdom is about to pass, and the partner is beaten to death and refuses to disembark, in order to minimize the mistakes, what is better than kicking him down directly?" Is there a plan?" Virut's voice was cold, and he looked like he was listening attentively.

"I..." Sekel had to admit that he had nothing to refute.

Before he felt awkwardly guilty, and thought about whether he was such a heinous sin for two seconds, the person opposite him touched his thin lips, and with a calm sigh, he put an end to this sermon. ,

"Sekel? Lupu, when will you mature."

Sekel was so wronged that he was the one who was kicked off the boat, okay?He was the one who almost drowned, okay? !

Why is he still being preached in the same tone of educating his son against his own face? ?

Although this can already be regarded as daily life.

Normally, the two would have already entered the training room, but now the two weak and semi-disabled people can only bicker hoarsely on the hospital bed.

This is one of the reasons Sekel hates Virut.

This person has never been an elegant gentleman in front of him. He has thin pale lips, and he opens his mouth without giving face to cold words, which makes him angry every time but has no words to refute. He can only use force to solve the problem.

His field of expertise was completely opposite to that of Virut, so that he was completely overwhelmed.However, Virut's skills are also quite good, and he can compete with him who does not use divine power every time.

The best thing to use in the military academy is actually the fist.

Whoever wins listens to whom, it's that simple and rude.

Just when Sekel was about to open his mouth again unconvinced, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the ward door accompanied by the doctor's conversation. Under the bickering and temporarily neglecting the weird situation, his spirit tensed up.

3.

Soon, the news that Virut and Sekel, who had been recuperating for a week, were discharged from the hospital spread throughout the school.

The two moved back to the dormitory. On the surface, it seemed that there was no difference from usual, except that the pair of partners temporarily rejected the recent college mission on the grounds of recuperation.

However, Mr. A and Mr. B, who are roommates, feel that something is wrong.

……

For example, Mr. A, who is also in the command department, is used to asking Virut at night if he wants to go to the study room. Chick, he replied bluntly,

"Don't go!"

Mr. A was a little dumbfounded by his sudden change in his daily attitude. He was unsure and wanted to ask another sentence, but the other party's eyes were already wide open, and his brows were raised on a cold face, as if he was about to curl his lips.

"I said I don't..."

Suddenly there was a light cough full of warning from the upper bunk, the corner of the person in front of him twitched his mouth, and then returned to his alienated and cold face in an instant, as if he was just hallucinating, and answered,

"No...it's not very comfortable, you go."

Mr. A was puzzled and suspicious, holding the book and leaving.

……

Another example is that Mr. B of the assassin class who is also practicing divine power is sweating after training, and the habitual brothers raised their hands to hook Sai Keer's neck with a hearty smile.

"Let's go, Sekel! Let's take a bath together... let's go..."

The gray-blue-haired boy suddenly turned his head back with a knife-like cold look in his eyes, which made him shut up in shock, and he was stuck on the spot even with his movements.

The familiar handsome face in front of him lost his usual playful and smiling expression, and the upturned blue phoenix eyes gave off a vibrating and extravagant aura. Looking at his sweaty clothes with a slight frown, he wanted to speak again. It stopped for an instant.

After feeling the dissatisfied gaze from the other side of the dormitory, he reluctantly raised the corner of his lower lip, and showed a canine smile at Mr. B who scared the petrified man in front of him.

"Thanks, I'll go later today..."

Mr. B, who was disliked, left with a towel in his hands.

……

So the usual quarrel soon broke out in the dormitory where there were only two people left.

"Virut" slapped the table anxiously, pulled open his neckline a little roughly, stared at the person opposite with his red eyes wide open, sat sideways on the side of the bed and said, "Damn, how long is this shit going to last?" , I can't stand it!"

"No matter how upset you are now, you can't solve any problems."

"Sekel" was sitting upright on the desk beside him, copying the notes he had left after he was in a coma for a week, with cold brows and eyes, and answered him indifferently,

"And don't make that flirty expression with my face."

"Tch! I don't want to see your coffin face on my handsome face! It's as if I'm so rare——"

"Quiet."

"Quiet! What time is it? Do you still have the mind to make Lao Shizi's notes there? If you hadn't insisted on acting to prevent the doctors and teachers from the college from knowing, maybe it has been solved by now!"

Seeing his tepid appearance, "Virut" was immediately annoyed. He got up and grabbed the other party's collar and roughly pulled him up from the chair. His eyes were gloomy and he said angrily,

"What the hell do you think about Virut?! I don't want to be imprisoned in your body for a lifetime!!"

No matter whether he lived with Virut's face or with Virut's identity, either one was enough to make him collapse.

Surely no one wants to wake up to their most hated face in the mirror every day.

"Sekel" frowned and grabbed his wrist, he seemed to let out a little breath because of his headache, his voice was cold and unwavering,

"Can you use your brain, Sekel. There is no precedent for our situation. Can you guarantee that the people in the medical school and the research lunatics will not see Lie Xinxi and detain us for research?"

"I……"

"Even if not, plan for the worst outcome. If we can't exchange back for the rest of our lives, our strength and ability will be different from before. In other words, our future after graduation is very likely to become very bad because of this. You now Just an ordinary person without divine power—”

He analyzed the facts unfolding in front of his eyes for the other party with a flat and extraordinarily calm face,

"And the Krono family will not accept an heir who has no blood but only a soul. The only thing you can do now is to pray that our souls are only briefly disturbed by drowning and will soon return to their original state. Even if not, we also need Use this time to adjust your plans,

So keeping this secret until then is the most important thing, understand? "

Sekel became more and more discouraged as he listened, until the last sentence, he rolled his eyes reluctantly, and hummed softly through his nose, unwilling to accept,

"—Okay, okay, didn't I just listen to you!! Anyway, I can't talk to you!"

Virut patted his wrist still clutching the collar expressionlessly,

"Let go, the collar is wrinkled."

"It's strange that I clearly remember that I brought..."

Sekel was about to let go depressed, when Mr. A rubbed his head and murmured to himself and opened the door of the dormitory, then raised his eyes and opened his mouth into an O shape uncontrollably.

I saw "Virut" forcefully tugging on "Sekel" by the collar and pushing him against the desk where the notes were spread out, almost face to face, and "Sekel" put his hands on it vaguely. on the opponent's arm.

At this time, when they heard the sound of the door opening, they turned their heads and stared at him, showing a dissatisfied [panic] expression of being disturbed by someone [not] for a good thing.

Mr. A was dumbfounded for the second time.

He looked at the notes on the table, then at the two people who froze at the table, and stammered some explanations,

"Uh, is that bothering you?...Not that... Anyway, you two go on, go on...I didn't see anything...!"

Before he finished speaking, he covered his eyes with a slap, and resolutely pretended that he hadn't seen anything and followed through to close the door quickly, for fear that he would be silenced if he was too late.

Sekel seems to be very reluctant, but Virut took the initiative? ?

What about taking notes?

Could it be that after copying and copying, the beast suddenly became violent?It doesn't quite fit the setting of Virut, your cold male god!

He must have opened the door the wrong way.

Mr. A felt that his world view had been impacted, and he walked towards the study room in a trance.

The two watched Mr. A running away in a hurry in silence, only then did Seker remember to let go of the collar of the other party, shrinking his neck and subconsciously waiting for Virut's taunting lecture.

Surprisingly, the other party didn't say anything, just straightened the folds of his collar flatly, glanced at his slightly guilty expression, then sat back at the desk and continued to copy notes.

It looks like you can do it yourself.

Sekel couldn't help grinding his teeth, and instantly felt the urge to slap himself twice, anyway, this was Virut's face.

But thinking that it was him who was in pain, he still gave up this dizzy idea, turned around and climbed onto his bed to pack up the precious pets and weapons that he had neglected for more than a week.

In the face of the weird incident of body swapping, it seems that it is no longer a big deal to be spread some lace news.

4.

The classroom of the command department was silent and solemn, except for the professor's soft-spoken explanation, there was only the sound of rustling notes, and even the discussion with the people around him was whispering in a low voice.

At this time, there was a sudden "bang" from the front of the classroom. Although the sound was not loud, it was so abrupt in such a situation that everyone cast their gazes in unison.

What was even more unexpected was that the discordant voice came from the seat of the best student, Virut Krono.

"Virut" jumped up from the table and hissed softly, covering his blushed forehead, and forcibly held back the desire to scold her.

Obviously, it is a very satisfying learning environment for the elites who are all excellent commanders in the future, but it is comparable to hypnosis for Sekel.

After exchanging class schedules last night, Sekel, who was told by Virut for half the night, tried to open his eyes and stare at the lecturer for half an hour, but he still couldn't resist the drowsiness. Force majeure, but because he couldn't bear to destroy Virut's image of a schoolmaster, he couldn't just fall back and go to sleep.

Until his head began to droop little by little, and finally lived up to expectations and hit his head on the desk.

The professor and his friends were stunned.

The old man on the podium shook his hands and took out his reading glasses, wiped them, and then raised them to his eyes for a closer look, as if he wanted to confirm whether he had just admitted the wrong person.

Several students even stretched out their hands and rubbed their eyes.

Baptized by the gazes of the entire classroom, even Sekel's cheeky face couldn't hold back anymore. He felt embarrassed, but on the face of Virut's usual cold and indifferent expression, he showed a bit of apology just right. , it seems that he really didn't mean it just now.

"Crono, what's wrong with you today?" The professor looked at him worriedly, still in disbelief.

"Virut" pursed his lips tightly, with a serious expression that I have something to do but I am a good student and I can't affect the class.

Still Mr. A behind couldn't stand it and raised his hand,

"Report Professor, Virut is still not feeling well."

The students immediately recalled the previous incident, and they all understood, and looked away with sympathy and admiration.

As expected of Virut, the number one student in the commanding department, it is really hard work to hold on to the class with a sick body before the injury heals.

After all, he has been in a coma for a week, and it is said that he handed in all his homework and reports during the leave period yesterday, so it is not surprising to think that he fell asleep in the classroom.

Yes, not surprising!

The professor breathed a sigh of relief. Of course he didn't want to punish his favorite student. Virut, who is both good in character and academics and courteous, is simply the darling of all professors and lecturers.

He immediately comforted his beloved student who was recovering from a serious illness kindly, and even carefully told him to pay attention to his health, and it didn't matter if he asked for a two-day leave before continuing the class.

Sekel was so frightened that he didn't dare to sleep anymore, and the old man's eyes were as loving as his son's when he saw him on weekdays, which made him feel novel, so he simply propped his chin and looked at him before. The classroom that never came.

Different from the often chaotic assassin training room, the classroom windows are clean and spotless, and there are several globes and sand tables prepared for exercise simulations at the back.It was as if he could see through the sunlight the scene of the silver-haired boy in a neat military uniform with a cold demeanor fiddled with the sand table with his downcast eyes.

It's a very suitable place for Virut.

"Verut" swallowed for a moment, squinted his red eyes to suppress the desire to yawn, but looked sideways and saw the petite girl sitting next to him looking at him hesitantly, bumping into his gaze, her little face suddenly Flushing red, he lowered his head flattered, and after a while he mustered up the courage to mutter,

"Male god... why don't you take notes?"

Sekel almost burst out laughing.

God? ? ?

Virut can actually let the little girl at the same table call him that? ? ?

This is too funny! ! !

Sekel inside was slapping the table and laughing wildly, while Virut on the surface was sitting calmly, propping his forehead a little tiredly,

"I'm a little tired today."

The little girl opened her mouth, as if an arrow had been shot in her heart, and her heart was beating like a wild horse running wild.

Ah, the cold and calm male god Virut is actually showing weakness to him——

To die To die!

The little deskmate who has been silently worshiping male gods suddenly became maternity, but she opened her mouth without thinking but was so nervous that her tongue tied up.

"That, that, that, if you don't mind... I, I, I, I..."

Sekel rolled his eyes at the little girl who was blushing like an apple and stuttered and couldn't speak clearly. Hearing such a bible, Virut couldn't expect him to take notes.

As a result, the little girl who was already tense and stiff suddenly held her breath.

The cold young man sitting next to her casually put his head on the side of his arm, causing the smooth silver hair to flow down the side of his face. Unlike the usual exemplary military uniform, two collar buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a slender neck and a delicate Adam's apple.

On the usually indifferent and handsome face, there is a bit of lazy coquettishness invisible between the brows, the scarlet eyes are slightly bent, and the magnetic voice is soft and smiling,

"Then can you please copy it for me first?"

Oh man, you are really fouled like this, do you know that?

Hold on to your noble and glamorous aura, the heart of a fan of brains can't hold it——

The little girl covered her heart in a dazed state, and the top of her head was smoking with willing writing.

Sekel secretly had fun, not feeling guilty at all for betraying Virut's appearance.

This face is quite lethal?

He couldn't help touching the smooth skin under his hand, and suddenly felt that this face didn't bother him so much.

5.

At this time, in the field training ground on the back mountain of the college, black figures flitted through the forest, bringing the rustling sound of leaves, which quickly merged into the wind and disappeared. From time to time, there were one or two clashes of weapons.

"Sekel! What's the matter with you, jump up?!" Masked Mr. B hurriedly pushed the person in front of him with his weapon on his back, screaming and urging,

"Hurry up, the second group is going to catch up, if we do this, we will lose!"

The masked "Sekel" in black looked at the quagmire in front of him and a few mud monkeys waving at him with a dull expression, and couldn't move his footsteps no matter what.

As for the assassin's physical training and divine power theory, he got started fairly smoothly. In addition, Sai Keer skipped classes from time to time without a formal criminal record, so he didn't have much pressure to cope with it.

However, in this field simulation where two groups compete for points, the always elegant and dignified Master Krono was stumped by a quagmire.

For Virut, who has been well-cultivated since he was a child and was required to maintain his aristocratic demeanor at all times, he couldn't imagine what it would be like to roll around in the mud and shrink back and hide.

"Damn, Mr. Sai! Why are you pretending to be reserved? Hurry up, think about the ten-game winning streak you have been talking about for half a semester! You can't lose to those animals in the last round!"

Listening to the sound of laughing footsteps coming from behind, Mr. B was completely anxious, and when "Sekel" heard his words, he was slightly startled, and dragged him down with a "plop".I didn't see that Sekel, who was usually the first to jump in anxiously, had a look of death at this moment.

……

"Hey, I said, what's wrong with you today? Did you lose your mind by drowning?"

Looking at the mud-stained combat uniforms thrown all over the floor, the noisy shirtless guys in vests splashing water and wiping each other are out of place. They have been neatly cleaned up and wearing neat shirts. They can even sit there with their legs crossed. Sekel, who exuded a serious aura, and even Mr. B, who was very nervous, finally noticed something was wrong.

"Sekel" raised an eyebrow, grinned the corner of his mouth with a flat face,

"Are you looking for a fight?"

Mr. B immediately pointed at him and laughed triumphantly,

"Look at what I'm talking about!? With your IQ, you still want to pretend not to let me know! Are you still in good health? Otherwise, you usually say that you came to beat me in the morning, how could you move your mouth!!"

As he said that, he patted his chest in a very loyal way, and met the other party's silent gaze with a look of reassurance,

"Don't worry, which one of us is with whom! I won't tell the group of animals to take revenge on you while taking advantage of people's danger!"

"..."

Virut began to seriously think about whether he had been blaming Sekel all along.

Maybe the average IQ of the assassin class is three and a half years old.

When Mr. B finally cleaned up, the two of them were blocked by people just as they walked out of the dressing room.

"Hey Sekel? Lupu! Look at you, you're alive and kicking, you can beat us again! Didn't you pretend to be sick and skip class the previous week?"

The hot female assassin crossed her arms and led two followers in the same group. She raised her eyebrows and pointed at him with a familiar tone, and said with a sneer and provocation.

"Sekel" looked at Mr. B with a complicated expression.

Mr. B:? ? ? ?

See what I'm doing, people are calling to find you!

Receiving his gaze full of question marks, "Sekel" wanted to rub his temple that seemed to be starting to ache, and then raised his eyebrows and made a smirk, but he still stood there in a well-behaved manner,

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing his perfunctory appearance, the girl opposite couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, and angrily threw the book in her hand onto him.

"Okay, okay, who are you going to show me doing this! Don't act like my old lady cares about you! Here, return the book to you—the next time you are in a team, wash your necks and wait!!"

She raised her chin and proudly stretched out her slender fingers to nod him and Mr. B respectively, and made a vigorous gesture of wiping her neck with her hands.

After a surprised thought of [someone would ask Sekel to borrow a book] flashed through Vilut's mind, the corner of his mouth twitched when he saw the fancy cover in his hand, and his blue eyes showed a bit of it. of contempt.

Mr. B on the side didn't see what was in his hand, he was easily provoked, curled his lips in a vicious voice, made a strange cry, and was about to roll up his sleeves, but was stopped by "Sekel".

The gray-blue-haired boy's snow-white shirt was neatly buttoned to the top, his forehead was scattered and covered a bit of his blue phoenix eyes. As if the book with its own mosaic carried the aura of the review materials, dragged the roommate who was flailing around her, walked past her with military boots on the ground, and looked calmly at the corners of her eyes,

"Thank you for sending it specially. Next time we will naturally go all out. Want to win? Step up training."

The female assassin and her companion were caught by his glance and stayed on the spot.

After a while, she touched her hot face and looked at the same stupid people, not daring to believe it.

"Just now... that's Sekel? Lupu, right???"

——Fuck, you actually think this black sheep with a hippie smile all day is a bit handsome? ? ?

She must be crazy!

And Mr. B behind the corner looked back at the book in his arms and couldn't help but let out a series of hilarious laughter. He leaned back and almost hiccupped.

"I rely on Sai Keer, you are fucking amazing - you actually borrowed the little yellow book of the overlord flower or the collector's edition hahahahahahahaha..."

"To shut up."

"Sekel" made a sharp glance, and the other party immediately fell silent, and finally hiccupped in fright.

Velut patted the so-called collector's edition on his chest expressionlessly, and grinned as usual,

"Send it to you."

"...Damn it, are you serious that this is a collector's edition?!"

"Really. Shut up."

6.

In the evening, in the dormitory with only two people, "Virut" leaned on the chair and played with the notebook in his hand with a smile,

"Hey, let me tell you, the little white flower sitting next to you is quite cute—why didn't you think about development?"

"Sekel", who was packing up his things, was expressionless.

"What little white flower?"

"It's the petite and cute little commander in the seat next to you who calls you a male god—" Sekel certainly refused to miss this great opportunity to tease him.

Virut frowned inexplicably,

"Is there someone sitting next to me?"

"........."

Sekel was speechless.

That's right, this Xueba really has no distractions in class.

No wonder the little girl was so flattered today, the affectionate God Virut didn't even know there was such a person as her?

Before he could give up and want to laugh at the other party, Virut had already replied coolly,

"It's not as good as the person who gives pornographic magazines to female assassins in the same class."

Sekel spit out a mouthful of water, wiped his mouth and looked at him in horror,

"Damn, where are the books!!"

"Throw it away, dirty eyes."

"Fuck you, Virut—you're still a man! That's what I won from a five-game winning streak last semester!!"

"Using strength to make such an obscene bet, it seems that I have to change my definition of you again."

"It's none of your business...!! Believe it or not, I will go back to your class to do a striptease!"

"Please go ahead, anyway, it's not me who is embarrassing in my body."

"You—why are you going?"

Sekel was so angry that his face turned blue. Seeing that he was about to go out with towels and toiletries, his eyes widened and he stepped vigilantly to block the door.

Virut replied casually,

"Bather, don't ask such obvious stupid questions."

He rolled in the mud today.

Sekel choked on his natural appearance, thinking of Virut bathing his body in his own body, his face flushed for no reason, and he shouted excitedly without thinking,

"No !!!!"

Virut looked at him inexplicably and frowned,

"What happened to you?"

"You... I... Anyway, if you can't do it, you can't do it!" Sekel refused to give in and blocked the door, blushing in embarrassment and hesitating, unable to speak, he could only stick his neck and become a rascal.

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