After being expelled by Xiongying [Comprehensive]

This is... Which beautiful lost child?

Oda Saki looked curiously at the boy who was standing up.

"Hello." The boy stood in the shadow of the school gate, and nodded politely to Saki Oda.The handsome boy was still wearing a junior high school uniform with a stand-up collar, holding a black schoolbag in his arms, standing upright and upright with a good family style.

"Hello..." Wow, this amazing hair color!

Is it dyed?It's kind of cool, will it be difficult to take care of?

Oda Saki tried her best to control her gaze, so that she didn't look like a strange aunt, "Young people nowadays are quite fashionable-cough cough, no, the direction of the city is to go out and turn left, go straight along the road, You can see the bus station in 10 minutes.”

The cool perm boy nodded and responded politely: "Thank you."

... Then there was another burst of dumbfounding 'gurgling'.

"If you don't mind eating out," Hungry.Oda Saki wanted to laugh a little, "From the bus station, walk one kilometer along the road, and there is a delicious order restaurant." The point is that the quantity is large and cheap.

The boy still didn't feel much about his embarrassment, and responded politely again: "Thank you."

"Hmm... You're welcome?" The handsome kid looked expressionless, why is he so cute?

Oda Saki changed the thick woolen cloth on her forearm, and tentatively pointed forward, "Then I'm leaving? Classmate, be careful on the road?" There should be a bus at this time.

The cute and expressionless child nodded without moving.

"Gulululu—"

Teiko High School, 32:[-], steaming eggs embrace vegetables such as chicken and onions, exuding an enticing aroma in a porcelain bowl bought at a [-]-yen store.

Natsume Takashi shared the radish miso soup with the two children, put his hands together and patted: "I'm starting."

Oda Saki clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and said softly, "I'm starting."

As the only guest at the table, the young man seemed not quite used to this practice of giving thanks before meals, but he still imitated the example clumsily, clasped his hands together and whispered 'I'm starting'.

The seasoning of Oyakodon's sauce is very particular, but the cooking of eggs and chicken is extremely rough and casual; chicken pieces of different sizes are squeezed together with thick and thin onion strips, which is completely bold and unrestrained.

The warm food ironed the numb and twitching stomach, making the boy feel alive again.

"That, Tomo-kun?" Oda Saki picked up a small bowl containing miso soup, scooped out a flying white radish, and asked tentatively, "Is that how it's called?" It's a rather rare surname.

The young man paused with a relaxed expression, put down the bowls and chopsticks in an orderly manner, and replied: "Yes. Boom and freeze."

Shocked by Mr. Hong's overly awe-inspiring and orderly answer, Natsume couldn't help but put down his bowl and chopsticks and sat upright: "Mr. Hong, is the food still suitable for you?" You can guess from the knife skills that today's chef is Natsume Teacher Guizhi.

Classmate Hong Jiaodong said seriously: "Very good."

Natsume-sensei breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh... that's good."

——I always feel that this child is suitable for sitting on his knees in a Japanese-style house, eating that kind of dinner where each dish is exquisite, the bowls and plates are very small, and the chopsticks and tables may have carved patterns.

"Pfft!" Oda Saki was amused by the two sitting upright.

The girl's long red-brown hair was braided behind her back, she rested her chin on the table with one hand, and pointed at the young teacher with chopsticks: "Mr. Hong said it's polite to eat, teacher, don't take it seriously."

——Everything that needs to be cut by hand looks miserable. The miso soup is too lightly seasoned, the chicken is not marinated, and the egg liquid is probably poured into the pot before it is evenly beaten; the only decent sauce is Oda Saki Prepare ahead of time and store in the refrigerator for later use.

Too, too much.Natsume Takashi was embarrassed: "Ordinary home cooking..."

As a single man who works outside alone, it is impossible for him to have any amazing accomplishments in cooking.

Hong Jiaodong hesitated for a while, and said honestly: "... Miso soup, a little bland."

Rather than saying that it is a little bland, it is better to say that if it is not rescued by the taste of fresh radish, it is basically boiled kelp in white water.

Oda Saki hahaha on the spot.

Natsume Takashi has always thought that he is good at cooking, so it’s okay to be laughed at by the only student Saki Oda, after all, the little girl’s cooking skills are indeed outstanding; now, being exposed by a strange child A Saki picked up from the road like this...

The man couldn't help but look at the cat teacher who was always with him, holding his last hope: Is it really difficult for me to cook?no?It's just that Saki's cooking skills are so good... right?

The cat teacher who was sitting at the dining table and gnawed on the ball raised his eyes and licked his paw:

What the heck, how can you survive and starve to death--accept it, Naz.

"So what's the matter with you, Mr. Hong?"

Oda Saki put down the spoon, picked up a piece of chicken, and asked the boy he had picked up, "Have you sat down? Lost it when you came out to play? Was it thrown away by your peers? Haha, did you go out alone to find the meaning of life?"

——It’s not obvious to squat in the corner, but standing up is a tall boy of 1.7 meters, so it’s impossible to come all the way to Diguang Ghost School to seek encounters, right?

Hong Jiaodong drank a spoonful of miso soup and fell silent.

Oh, I got it.

Oda Saki understood: "Run away from home." In other words, do young people nowadays have too little homework and too little burden?Looking at the mark on the school bag, he is still a third-year junior high school student. If he doesn't study hard for the high school entrance exam at this time, could it be that the second-generation rich family has mines?

Ordinary youth Natsume Takashi looked at the boy in surprise: Mr. Hong looks like a child with a very good tutor. Although his reaction was a little cold, his every move was polite and polite, which was completely set by the standard top student——

Such a child, ran away from home?

"I probably understand what you think." After being a good boy for a long time, he rebelled for a while, dyed his hair a cool color, and was caught by his parents and overturned, right?Oda Saki said earnestly, "But now is indeed not the right time."

Even if the family doesn't mind, the dean and the disciplinary committee will bother you.

The pupils of the indifferent boy shrank slightly, as if he had been poked at the most irritating thing in his heart, he subconsciously pursed his lips: "...I can't agree with him."

In order to defeat an unattainable opponent, force his innocent wife to give birth to a "successful product", abandon his brothers and sisters who are considered "failures", dictate his life and act recklessly - Hong Jiaodong hates his self-righteous father to the extreme.

It was my father who objected.

Oda Saki was thoughtful: Indeed, mothers are generally more soft-hearted. As long as the child speaks softly and acts coquettishly, and there are no problems in principle, it is nothing to dye her hair: "But you are like this, your mother... Mrs. Hong will Difficult to do, right?"

The son hadn't returned at dinner time, maybe the couple had already started arguing.

Mom, she... Hong Jiaodong was also worried about this matter, frowning and not saying a word.

"You are just causing trouble to those who care about you by running away from home like this."

It's just dyeing your head, so what's the real feeling?Oda Saki tried to persuade the runaway boy back, "When you become an adult, or become stronger, and can go out from home independently... Which high school do you take? Should you consider taking the exam further?"

To be honest, his hair color is really good-looking, it makes him handsome and restrained, and also has a bit of coldness and indifference-in short, it's a pity to dye it back like this.

The hot dyed boy said honestly: "Heroic Academy. It has been recommended."

Oda Saki with a piece of trapezoidal onion on her chopsticks: "..." Fuck.

"Mr. Natsume, the money for this meal is not mine," Oda-senpai, who was expelled tragically and preparing for the exam, turned angry, "You let him pay the IOU, and I will help you recover the debt later, and I will recover it for you from the ends of the earth."

You are venting your anger.Natsume Takashi couldn't laugh or cry: "Ah Saki..."

Oda Saki turned a deaf ear and patted the table with a bowl: "The opportunity is so rare, why don't we calculate the interest? How about a daily interest rate of 50.00%? Is it too little? How about five hundred?"

The style of painting turned too fast, and Hong Jiaodong couldn't react.

The escort boy stared blankly at Oda Saki who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and took out his wallet from his schoolbag: "Sorry, how much is the dinner?"

——A low-key black leather wallet, stuffed with more than a dozen phoenix pictures and five or six pictures of Mount Fuji and cherry blossoms (Note).

good.Oda Saki lost her temper: Maybe the rich second generation of the family really owned a mine, and was escorted to Xiongying, because of trivial matters such as hair dyeing, he ran away from home with more than a dozen yen in pocket money—it is said that he can rob the rich Is it for the poor?

...Your expression is too obvious, Saki.

Teacher Natsume: "It's okay, it's okay, let's continue eating, Hong-kun."

The outstanding young man who was hated by his seniors in Xiaoyan didn't know anything about it.

Hong Jiaodong looked blankly at the other two at the dinner table, and picked up the half-eaten Oyakodon again.

Oda Saki became more and more angry—although she knew very well that there was a gap between people, but seeing a real child from someone else’s family sitting in front of her, she just persuaded him to say, “You’re right about dyeing your hair, But there is no need to worry, "Don't lose your temper, go home obediently" and the like, these are some loser-type nonsense about winner-type...

Hi!So angry! !

The emerald-eyed girl put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand with a 'slap', and patted the table: "How about this—since you are a recommended student in the Hero Department of the Heroic Academy, you must be pretty good in terms of strength, right?

"Let's compete. If you win, the meal is mine; if I win, what the hell are you—cough, you just go home obediently."

Hong Jiaodong was taken aback, and turned to look at the only adult present: he didn't retreat from Oda Saki's challenge declaration, after all, he was a person who relied on his strength to get the recommendation spot-mainly because he was afraid that he would not be able to handle the severity and would hurt others. Oda Saki.

And, why did they fight after just having a meal?He's willing to share the cost.

The only adult was embarrassed for a moment, and advised: "Look, you two haven't finished eating yet..."

I haven't finished my meal yet...

Hong couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly: This, is this a problem with dinner?

"Snack is mine!" Chef JK made the decision, "Chicken Tang Yang or octopus balls? There is strawberry Daifuku in the refrigerator!" Hearing that there was a supper as a bet, the cat teacher who was gnawing on the balls was also interested and booed 'Meow meow' twice.

Boom · Arranged clearly · Jiao Dong: ... No?Wait?

Until being taken to the training ground by Oda Saki, Hong Jiaodong still held an opposed attitude towards the declaration of war.

"Miss Oda," the boy tried to pull back the strap of his schoolbag, "I can give you the money for the dinner..." How about everyone taking peace as the most important thing?

"Miss Oda," the girl looked around the familiar training ground, and slightly opened the distance between the two of them.Oda Saki said with her hands on her hips against the background of fading clouds, "Call me Oda-senpai or Oda-san--start right away? Do you need anything?"

In this case... there is no way.

Seeing that the objection was fruitless, the teenager who went back and forth to the training ground from childhood put down his schoolbag, and seriously showed his battle state-out of respect for himself and his opponent.

Hong Jiaodong took a slightly wrong step, looked straight at the girl with her hips crossed five or six meters away from him, and said in a deep voice, "No need." Layers of thin ice with jagged edges.

oh?Very good.Oda Saki raised an eyebrow.

The girl smiled at Hong Jiaodong, who was calmly preparing for the battle, and took a step casually—transformed into a fierce sprint in an instant!Slashing at the opposite boy like a blade!

coming.Hong Jiaodong suppressed the momentary shock in his heart, and went forward without fear!

At this time, a sudden change occurred!At the moment when they were about to face to face, a thin and small girl suddenly appeared between the two of them!

The steady Hong Jiao Dong stopped immediately, grabbed the little girl, and the sharp ice pick turned around abruptly!

Oda Saki, who was the first mover, confiscated it for a while, and passed by the twisted two in a thrilling way; the girl was thrown five or six meters by the force of her forward rush, before she could barely stop.

Odasaku stood up shaking his scratched palm, and hissed twice.

As the girl walked towards the pile of ice, she raised her voice and asked, "What's going on?" Which desperate ghost or monster is it?Still drill into someone's training ground?

As soon as Oda Saki finished speaking, the desperate Miss Ghost slowly floated out of the ice pile.

"Let me declare first," Miss Ghost probably died relatively early, she still looked like a girl, "there is no 'in use' sign on the training ground."

"Then you suddenly appeared... Hey? Where's Hong-kun?" Oda Saki blamed halfway, then suddenly remembered her opponent, and looked into the ice pick, "Hong-kun? How are you? Are you okay? I'm sorry, This counts me...???"

——The boy with strange hair is lying in the ice pick, his face is pale, his eyes are closed, and his life and death are unknown.

"Let me declare again," Miss Ghost raised her hands in surrender, "I really didn't do anything—he just glanced at me, and passed out with a 'plop'."

Oda Saki opened her mouth and fell into a blank silence.

The author has something to say: Run away from home · hot dyed boy · Che Che Che: ... oh.

#Please give Pool Noodles his due handsome appearance and handsome exit, thank you#

Note: The phoenix statue, Mt. Fuji and cherry blossoms refer to the pattern of the Japanese currency. Because of the Wenye plot, I didn’t mention Fukuzawa Yukichi www

Calculated, Hong Hong took almost [-] pocket money and ran away from home [doge]

Thank you very much for being able to see the cuties here, Ai Nimeng (big heart than super invincible.

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