He opened his phone again and placed an order for computers, casual clothes, fitness equipment, Kamen Rider belts and other daily necessities that are not available in supermarkets. Finally, fill the bathtub with hot water and enjoy the luxurious life of watching videos until you feel sleepy in the big bathtub. This first day of the journey can be brought to a perfect end. …… The next day, early in the morning. As soon as the clock turned to five o'clock, Ming Hai instinctively opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the luxury apartment with some confusion. Clean and smooth, without the most commonly seen cracks and cobwebs, nor the suffocating grayness. "Unfamiliar ceiling..." He sighed slowly and gradually smiled like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. "Finally I get the chance to say this line!"
He picked up the phone beside the bed, sent a message saying good morning to Toyokawa Shoko, and then got up and washed. When he came back from the bathroom refreshed, the good morning message had not been read. He didn't know whether the young lady had not yet gotten up or was pretending not to see it to be mad at him. "To be honest, I kind of want to see her angry expression." While thinking about random things, Ming Hai opened the wardrobe, and found only two sets of clothes hanging in the empty room. Meiwa Private Junior High School uniform and PE clothing, including jackets. He had investigated before and found out that this was an ordinary private school with little reputation; its only feature was that it was very close to Tsuki no Mori Girls' Academy. It was said that the principals of the two schools were relatives and would hold exchange activities from time to time. What Toyokawa Shoko read was the Tsuki no Mori, and the arrangement of the system god in it is self-evident. For Ming Hai, it doesn’t matter where he goes to school. It’s just a matter of changing the place where he can enjoy the difference of “a top-level boss who accidentally enters a novice village”. The third year of middle school is not like the first year of high school, where there are many fun activities and clubs to look forward to. ...Unless the system has the ability to make him the only male student in Tsuki no Mori Girls' Academy. Because the other clothes had not been delivered yet, Ming Hai could only put on his school sports clothes and then take the elevator downstairs. The 30th floor of the apartment is a gym, which is open 24 hours a day and has a full range of facilities. Residents can use it free of charge. At 5:30 in the morning, there was no one in the gym. Only after Ming Hai ran on the treadmill until he was sweating did he feel as if his body and mind were completely awake. After returning home for a simple breakfast, taking a shower and changing into his uniform, he officially embarked on the journey back to his student days, carrying his empty schoolbag. While waiting for the elevator, Ming Hai glanced at his phone and confirmed that the surveillance camera footage was functioning normally, then he opened LINE with confidence. It was past six in the morning, when most students had already gotten up, but Xiaoxiang, who didn't look like a person who would stay in bed, hadn't checked the message yet. "Just to my liking." When both parties are free to chat, we can continue the conversation from yesterday and enjoy it to our heart's content.
When you are not familiar with each other, you have to maintain a distance. I put away my phone and took the elevator directly to the first floor. The lobby and the street were still deserted. The school I attend is not far away, and I can get there in half an hour by tram. The reason why he goes to school so early is because of his habit - he must check out the place before staying for a long time. First, get familiar with the unfamiliar campus, especially the places that are convenient for climbing over the wall or doing bad things... It's not that I have any other intentions, I'm just used to being prepared. And not long after Ming Hai left the apartment. seven in the morning. Wearing the uniform of Tsuki no Mori Girls' Middle School, Nagasaki Suyo walked out of the elevator, walked to the lobby counter with a gentle smile, and called out sweetly: "Good morning, Grandpa Yamada!" "Oh, Suyo-chan. Good morning." Contrary to the common impression of being distant and polite, Grandpa Yamada is an apartment manager who likes to drink hot water from a thermos. When he saw a girl who could be his granddaughter approaching, he immediately smiled and asked kindly, "Why are you out so early today? Is there any school event?" "No, I just have something to do." Nagasaki Suyo shook her head, her eyebrows drooping, and looked towards the elevator in confusion, "Um... do you know the boy who lives on the 42nd floor?" "Hmm? Floor 42... is the young man who bought a bunch of stuff yesterday and asked someone to deliver it there, right?" Grandpa Yamada raised his eyebrows slightly. "Why, did he bully you?" "No, no! On the contrary, he helped me a lot yesterday!" Nagasaki Suyo quickly waved her hands to explain, fearing that the other party would change the subject to talk about family matters, so her next sentence directly brought the topic back on track. "Did you see when he left the house today? I just wanted to send him something, but I found that he was not at home." "Hmm...Now that you mention it, I have some impression of it." Without any doubt, Grandpa Yamada touched the thermos and recalled carefully: "It was less than half past six, right? After all, he was a new resident and he was handsome. I noticed him when he passed by the counter. The uniform seemed to be from a private middle school?" "Eh~ He should be from Minghe Middle School." Having successfully obtained the answer, Nagasaki Suyo smiled and rubbed her fingers unconsciously. ...six thirty in the morning? The commute time is only half an hour, why is he going to school so early? There is no other meaning, and it doesn't matter about his schedule. Just... simply curious. "Since I missed it, I'll wait until he comes back. Thank you, Grandpa Yamada~" After bidding farewell to the apartment manager with a big smile, Nagasaki Suyo walked into the morning light with birds chirping, looking towards the gradually awakening city streets. The memory of last night is still vivid in my mind, but the loneliness of my mother not coming home all night is surprisingly less than before. She even finished her dinner properly, hugged the unopened can of fruit candy, thought about the night's events, and fell asleep until dawn without realizing it.
...I don’t know if that potato stew will suit his taste. If he doesn’t like it, just ask him what kind of dishes he likes as a thank you gift! Yes, it's a thank you gift. Just a thank you gift. Unconsciously curling the corners of her mouth, the girl walked on the familiar road to school, but her steps became strangely brisk. she thought. "Should I try getting up early too?" Volume 12: Chapter Chapter Encounter on the Bridge The pointer moves rapidly. Circle after circle, it leads the warm sun from the east to the west. In a blink of an eye, the bells of liberation rang in various campuses, awakening the students' energy that had been accumulated for a day. Ming Hai packed his schoolbag slowly and looked out at the entire bustling classroom from his seat at the back by the window. After a moment, he couldn't help but sigh with a vicissitudes of life look. "Sure enough, what you can't get is the best..." After a day of experience as a middle school student, he suddenly understood the term "white moonlight" more deeply. For Ming Hai, campus life is actually a ray of white moonlight - because we can't go back, we will yearn for the possibility of having it again, and all kinds of beauty and expectations will appear in our memories. But once you really have it, you can't help but dislike its boredom and constraints, and you can't wait to return to the wilderness of freedom, even if the road is difficult, you will spread your wings and fly high. "Fortunately, as long as I die in a year, I will be the man that Teacher Xiaoxiang will never get, and there will be no chance for her to dislike me." After saying this, he couldn't help but laugh. ——I’m just not sure whether Teacher Xiaoxiang will be able to laugh when he finds out about this in the future. Ming Hai used the hell jokes to calm his mood after a boring day. He was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he played with his mobile phone as a cover to hide the fact that he was observing his surroundings. Most high schools in Japan finish school around 3:00 . Apart from those who had to participate in club activities, many students had nothing to do afterwards, so they naturally did not rush home and just chatted casually with friends near their seats. There are topics and gossip everywhere. Especially for boys in the third year of middle school, they always have to throw in a few words about gender in their casual chats, as if this will make them appear mature enough and attract the attention of girls. Whenever he saw such a scene, Ming Hai couldn't help but sigh - fortunately, he was not so ostentatious and stupid in the past, and was a down-to-earth and good child. "Hey, those two people in the next class seem to be in love!" "Really? Isn't there a junior student pursuing her?" "Of course it's true! I have a friend who is the head of the sports department. He saw with his own eyes that the two men walked out of the locked sports warehouse with dishevelled clothes..."
"Please tell me more." "More, I have a friend who likes to listen to it." "Here's a hundred yen for you, tell me something that good children can't listen to." "Okay. Although he is the head of the sports department, his grades are surprisingly good--" "Who asked you to elaborate on your friends! We're talking about the dishevelled part!" Then there was a round of punching and kicking. Although the picture is vivid and interesting, it is full of the youthfulness of middle school boys. ——But it is obvious that Shoko Toyokawa probably wouldn’t like the taste. Ming Hai shook his head helplessly, and watched for a few more minutes. After confirming that there were no other topics that could be shared in the classroom, he put his phone into his bag and prepared to leave. "If I hadn't made up a story that would probably be exposed by her, there would be no need for me to be so wronged." Although it did not meet the initial expectations. However, going to school still has great significance for him—— That is the material library for chatting with Toyokawa Shoko. "For her, who has been studying in a girls' school since she was a child, the daily life of a coeducational school must be a blue ocean that she has never known before, right?" This is what Ming Hai planned. As a time traveler, he couldn't talk about most of his past personal experiences; but if he started to make up stories based on the plots he saw in novels, the other party would probably call him a liar and would not bother to continue chatting with him. But if he had studied hard, listened to more gossip and interesting things in school, and shared them with Toyokawa Shoko. It can not only raise the topic of the ecological gap between the two campuses, but also allow her to gain in-depth understanding of her own private life. In the long run, the sense of alienation caused by being in two different schools will be eliminated, and the two people will appear in each other's lives unknowingly and will never be able to be separated again. ——Has anyone else thought of this strategy of killing two birds with one stone? If pleasing her is the main task of this year, then studying hard and experiencing life are necessary side tasks to complete the main task. If he hadn't taken this into consideration, he would probably have dropped out of school and done something else in a few days, right? Anyway, the system doesn't require him to go to school for his whole life. "Whatever. Today's experience should be enough to talk to her for a while." Before leaving the classroom, Ming Hai did not forget to say goodbye to his "topic" for the day, the girl sitting next to him: "See you tomorrow, Goto-san." The girl with long pink hair, who looked plain and gloomy, shuddered all of a sudden, and the pigtails tied on the side seemed to be stretched into straight lines in an instant. After a moment, she half raised her head, as if wanting to look at him. However, her eyes seemed to be glued to the table, and she forced herself to cross her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze. Her hands and feet moved around for no apparent reason, and her forced smile was still twitching slightly. She gave a dry answer accompanied by a strange and weird laugh: "See you tomorrow~" The sound was like a deflated balloon, harsh and weak. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the cry of death.
Ming Hai did not show any disgust or aversion. He just smiled gently and nodded, his eyes full of comfort and encouragement. Considering that she was not good at speaking, he said nothing more and walked straight towards the back door of the classroom. As for how Goto Ichiri would feel after he left, as he collapsed on the table exhausted... That's not something he should consider. - "People who are so socially anxious that their whole body trembles just by talking to people... I didn't expect that there are such people."