Chapter 25 The System Lies Winning On the twenty-fifth day

of school, not long after school started, some students in the class had already become depressed from their high spirits at the beginning.

Obviously, they were clamoring for school to start soon because the holidays were so boring. Now everyone is complaining about why the holidays are not longer.

Yukizawa Hanyu knocked on the desk of a sleeping male classmate, "Mori-kun, hand in your math homework."

Mori-kun raised his head in confusion, looked at the monitor standing in front of him, scratched his head in embarrassment, and quickly took it. The homework book was taught to Yukizawa Hanyu.

"Monitor, why are you collecting it?"

"The math class representative came a little late today and couldn't collect the homework in time, so I collected some of it for her."

"Oh."

Hanyu Yukizawa saw that his hair was messy as he slept, and he looked up at his watch. , "You still have ten minutes to sleep at most. If you're too sleepy, hurry up and make up for it. The first period is the class teacher's class."

Mori Jun's deskmate raised his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, class leader, I'll take it when the time comes." If he screams, he won't be caught by the class teacher."

Hanyu Xuezawa smiled and said: "Okay."

After collecting the homework, Hanyu Xuezawa took the homework to the office together.

The math class representative was a shy short-haired girl, "Actually, I can carry him there myself. I'm really sorry for troubling you, Hanyu."

"Hey - really?" Hanyu Xuezawa pretended to be confused, "Then who carried me yesterday? I dropped a copy of my homework every step of the way and picked it up along the way."

The math class representative shrank his head and said sheepishly, "Oh, there were too many homeworks yesterday."

The two of them talked and quickly arrived at the office. , give the homework to the math teacher.

The math teacher and the math class representative had something to explain, so Yukizawa Hanyu returned to the classroom first.

As soon as he sat down, his deskmate poked Hanyu Xuezawa, "Hey, Hanyu, did you hear that there is a transfer student today?"

Hanyu Xuezawa shook his head in confusion. He really didn't pay attention to this.

My deskmate is a good listener. He may know about school matters before the teacher knows them.

"It seems to be a boy. I saw him when I passed by the class teacher's office today. He will most likely come to our class."

During class, the words of my deskmate were confirmed.

The head teacher is an old teacher who looks very fierce and is usually very strict. Many students are afraid of her, but she is also a very responsible and good teacher.

Next to her was a boy, wearing the school's black suit and uniform. He had a tall and straight body, good-looking walking and standing manners, white hair and red eyes, and his appearance was indistinguishable from male to female.

As soon as the boys came in, the girls burst into a circle of exclamations.

The male classmates also clapped.

The head teacher knocked on the table, and the students quickly became quiet again.

I don't know if it was Yukizawa Hanyu's imagination, but he always felt that his new classmates looked at him several times when they came in.

Well, I should be observing the classroom environment.

The new classmate took a piece of chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard - Fujiwara Oo.

Fujiwara Oo bowed and said in a cold tone: "Hello everyone, my name is Fujiwara Oo. I like Go. Please give me your advice."

Without the help of the head teacher, there was warm applause below.

After the applause dispersed, the class teacher said: "Okay, everyone should get along well with the new classmates. If Fujiwara doesn't understand anything, you can ask the classmates next to you."

"The monitor went with Fujiwara to get some books after class. He hasn't got any books yet. " I have time to collect the book."

Hanyu Yukizawa replied: "Good teacher."

Fujiwara Oo's position is to the right of Hanyu Yukizawa's deskmate.

They are said to be at the same table, but in fact they are just two tables relatively close to each other, with a aisle in between.

Yukizawa Hanyu sat by the window.

As soon as Fujiwara Oo sat down, his enthusiastic deskmate moved the table over and said, "Fujiwara-san doesn't have any books, let's read them together."

Fujiwara Oo: "Thank you."

"It's a joke, you're welcome!"

Fujiwara Oo sat upright. He seemed to be reading the blackboard seriously, and secretly observed Yukizawa Hanyu out of the corner of his eye.

After reincarnation, Ashue looked exactly the same as he did thousands of years ago, but his body looked much healthier.

very nice.

After class, the students gathered around and asked questions.

"Fujiwara-san, where did you study before?"

"Fujiwara-san, are you considering joining the Go club?"

"Fujiwara-san..."

Yukizawa Hanyu stood outside the crowd, holding his forehead helplessly, "Okay, okay, Fujiwara-san doesn't He will run away. I will take him to get the book now. You guys,

please restrain yourself." The female classmate joked: "Oh, monitor, it's not easy to find a handsome guy. Don't be surprised."

Male classmate. Unexpectedly: "Hey! What do you mean, where did you put me?"

"Hey--"

There was laughter everywhere for a while.

But everyone still moved aside obediently, revealing Fujiwara Oo with a stiff mouth.

Of course Fujiwara Oo doesn't like such a noisy environment, but -

'Image, you must show a very friendly image, not too stinky. '

Fujiwarao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yukizawa Hanyu.

The place to pick up books is not far away, on the first floor of the nearby teaching building. There are just a lot of books, and there are also homework books, so it will be difficult for one person to get them.

Yukizawa Hanyu was very enthusiastic about his new classmates. On the short journey to pick up the books, he carefully introduced the delicious dishes in the school cafeteria, nearby stores that he might frequent, as well as the gymnasium and school club activities.

Fujiwara Oo nodded from time to time. He wanted to say something. He pursed his dry lips and searched through the barren topic bank in his mind, but none of them were applicable to the current situation.

"Fujiwara-san, if you have anything to do, you can come to me. If I'm not here, you can also go to other class leaders. Everyone is very friendly."

"Okay." Fujiwara hesitated for a moment and followed the example of the person in the class named Hanyu Yukizawa. "Um, squad leader, can I add your contact information?"

"Of course." Yukizawa Hanyu smiled.

"We have a special class group." Yukizawa Hanyu lowered his voice as if he was whispering, and the smile on his face as he approached made Fujiwara Oo feel itchy in his heart. "We also set up a chat group without teachers, where you can complain in private. , I’ll pull you in later.”

This sentence was automatically translated in Fujiwara’s mind as “You can whisper to Ashue in private.”

He nodded and said, “Okay.

” After lunch, Hanyu Yukizawa took Fujiwara Oo around the school to familiarize himself with the environment. By the way, he explained in detail the school rules that he needed to know, which gave Fujiwara Oo a detailed understanding of the school.

There are many students along the road who greet Yukizawa Hanyu.

Fujiwara Oo is used to his Ashue being popular, whether it is thousands of years ago or now, but this does not prevent him from feeling depressed. Even those insignificant people are more familiar with him than Ashue.

What's so great about the Zen monastery in the same class? You can even have a meal with A Xue. Fujiwara Oo, who couldn't get in, was a little anxious.

"Have you considered joining any club, Fujiwara-san? This is mandatory in the school. If you decide, I will give you the application form."

"What club does the monitor belong to?" Fujiwara asked.

Yukizawa Hanyu said: "I belong to the flower arrangement club because I like flowers very much. I raise a lot of flowers in the club and it's usually quite relaxing."

"I also want to join the flower arrangement club." Fujiwara Oo said it naturally. Make up for it yourself, "Learn something you haven't touched before."

"That's great. I'll give you the application form later. You fill it out and I'll hand it in for you." Hanyu Yukizawa didn't think too much.

Before Fujiwara Oo came here, he couldn't imagine that the contact with Yukizawa Hanyu could be so fast. It was really thanks to Yuki's responsible character that has never changed, and the identity of the squad leader.

He had just arrived and had countless reasons to contact Yukizawa Hanyu.

As the class president, Yukizawa Hanyu will not refuse students who ask for help.

When school was over, Fujiwara Ou got in the car to pick him up, but did not let the driver drive immediately. He looked at Yukizawa Hanyu who left the school late and talked and laughed with several classmates, and he had the urge to follow him. .

Trying to suppress the surge in his heart, Fujiwara Oo asked the driver to drive, so he didn't see 0018 come to the school gate to pick up Yukizawa Hanyu, and the two went home together.

Contacting Yukizawa Hanyu as a classmate was the most reasonable method Fujiwara Oo could think of.

Take your time, cultivate your relationship, and maybe it will return to the way it was before soon. He is still the one that Ashue likes the most.

Fujiwara Oo doesn't agree with Gojo Tsune's idea. In his opinion, Ashue's soul has not changed, his appearance has not changed, and his personality has not changed, but there is no memory of them being together.

Memories can be created by two people, it's no big deal.

Besides, he can also find a way to restore Ashue's previous memories.

It's just that the methods currently known have some side effects, and he needs to find something more harmless.

Except for the passage of time, everything will remain as if it has never changed.

On the other side, Yukizawa Hanyu and 0018 were walking side by side. He had just introduced to his classmates that 0018 was a distant cousin.

0018 was carrying a schoolbag, wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans, with candy in his mouth. He looked like an ordinary brother who came to pick up the children at home.

He was still asking with concern how he was doing at school.

In fact, it only took him a few seconds to know that the powerful data stream would compress Hanyu Yukizawa's day's events into a small file.

But he prefers that Yukizawa Hanyu told him personally that the feeling of being shared and secretly participating in the school life of the little host gave him an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

The small details spoken by Yukizawa Hanyu himself are more vivid than the data he glanced at.

After returning home, 0018 was in charge of cooking, while Yukizawa Hanyu was doing homework upstairs. There was a Poké Ball with a real person on his bookshelf.

The real person who had been locked up in the dark room for two days felt depressed.

Yukizawa Hanyu didn't do anything to it, he just put it aside and ignored it, but the more this happened, the more uneasy the real person became.

It was now a puddle of mud inside the ball, mud in the physical sense.

Eyeballs and feet scurrying in the mud.

Very disappointing.

The real person rushed to the edge of the ball, "What on earth are you going to do? Just say something!" After

Yukizawa Hanyu finished writing the last question, he put down his pen and turned around and asked, "Are you looking forward to it?"

The real person died. Eye.

Waiting for an unknown deadline and the fear generated by constant fantasies are more terrifying than waiting with knowing the outcome.

"I have something to do recently. If you are bored, I can find something for you." Yukizawa Hanyu held his head, and the soft light of the desk lamp cast a hazy light around his eyelashes, "Say, Curse Spirit Can you dream?"

"What?"

Before the real person could figure out what he meant, Yukizawa Hanyu snapped his fingers, and his eyes closed and turned into a puddle of lifeless mud.

In the quiet room, Yukizawa Hanyu nodded and said to himself: "The first experiment, the curse spirit can dream."