Illimitable Until Death

“Huh!”

After the door was closed, the bus slowly drove away.

With the bag in his hand, he came from the front of the station, looked up at the school in front of him.

It is a school that occupies a very large area and appears to have divided an area into school districts, surrounded by high walls.

The school is facing this way at the gate.

A magnificent gate made of natural rock.

Teenagers and girls in student uniforms passed through the door from the side of the cubicle.

The square stopped in front of the door and watched the scene.

“Is this Tokyo High School? ”

- "Tokyo Metropolitan High School".

Abbreviations: High school.

It is a school set up by the Government to grow young people who will support the future, and it is a special school in this country.

Students enrolled in this school are said to have an employment rate of up to 100 per cent, and 99.9 per cent of them are able to get the jobs they want and the future they want.

In addition to this, schools have the latest equipment, offering a monthly cost of living, exemption from tuition and accommodation, and extreme freedom, which is simply a fantastic school for high school students.

Such treatment is so superior that it leads to the suspicion that its very existence is an urban legend.

“It would be rather suspicious if there were not written examinations and interviews to screen out students who had been approved for admission. ”

In fact, even with written examinations and interviews, the school's treatment is so superior that it is questionable.

Apart from these advantageous conditions, rumours about the school are rarely circulated outside and can only be seen as a well-treated and well-equipped school, thus attracting the envy and attention of others.

However, only 160 students were able to pass written examinations and interviews and eventually qualify for admission.

In the meantime, one of the successful entrants passed the written examination and interview.

Naturally, all the people in the same uniform as Fang Li are students of this school.

Everyone walked into the school door.

There was only one person, parked next to the square.

“We seem to be in a grade.” Qing Lung similarly looked at the door in front of him and said, "I don't know if I can be in the same class. ”

There was no turning back to see the Qing Lung Road, but shrugged his shoulders, some of it seemed irrelevant.

Just as the two men were about to enter the school door, a voice called them off.

“I have a question for you. ”

This is a pleasant but rather apathetic and sharp voice that gives people an aggressive feeling.

At the same time, he stopped and turned around and looked behind him.

There was this beautiful girl who had been sitting on a bus, reading all the time, with long black hair.

He walked over conveniently and positively. After taking a glance at the square, he looked at the Qinglung Road.

“You didn't give that old lady a seat, did you? What's the reason?”

Rumor has it that Qing Lu Qing Lung first felt a little stunned and hesitated because he was talked to.

However, Qing Lung did not hesitate for too long.

“I don't want to get too noticeable. ”

Qinglong Xiaolu just said something that seemed frightening.

But a girl should understand, right?

After all, in that case, if no one gives way to the old woman, if someone suddenly gives way, then this person will naturally gather the eyes of others.

Like a square, when you give up your seat, it immediately attracts the attention of the people in the car.

And Qing Lung seems to hate being noticed.

“So that's it.” The young girl, in a chilling tone, said: "Are you a secularist? What a coward. ”

“… oversaid the first person I met at once.” Qing Lung half-closed his eyes and said, “And you didn't give up your seat, did you? ”

“Don't compare me to you.” The girl immediately rebutted: “I just didn't give up because I didn't think it made any sense. ”

“Really?” said Qing Lu Qing Lung in a voice with no ups and downs of emotion. "That seems more than habeas doctrine, doesn't it? ”

However, in the face of this assertion, the attitude of adolescent girls has not faltered.

“I just act according to my beliefs, unlike people who simply hate trouble. ”

After that, the girl threw her gaze into the square again.

“You're an abusive man, aren't you?” Girls are not welcome to say this: "In that case, there is no other advantage to giving the seat than to get the good feeling and attention around you, is that why you gave it up? ”

It is clear that girls are not interested in the so-called "surrounding liking and attention" at all, or even consider it useless, to make such statements.

However, this statement, used against others, feels quite ironic, just as it condemns others as a superficial figure to gain the liking and attention of those around them.

Of course, girls don't seem to have this idea, it's just an objective analysis.

But if this young girl is this character, she'll probably be like Qinglong Xiaolu. Can't even make a friend after school?

So, the square seemed to laugh like nothing else, laughing out loud.

This makes the young girl frown beautifully.

“What are you laughing at? ”

The girl asked aggressively.

But it's just a reply.

“Just to give a seat, what kind of belief is involved, and come here to ask the reason, is that too boring? ”

In the meantime, say one sentence like this.

“With that kind of energy, let's put it to learning. ”

After that, despite the reaction of the two present, the party walked to the school door, leaving only the girl and the Qinglung Road standing in place.

Regardless of the teenage girl, Qinglong Xiao Road seemed to understand a little.

“For him, there's no difference between standing and sitting. There's no need to put this into your heart, so just do it? ”

Qinglong Xiaolu understood so well.

Gain interest and attention around you?

That kind of thing doesn't even have to be considered.

That's what Fong wants to say.

The young girl set to look at the back of the square towards the school door and later spit out the words.

“What an unpleasant guy. ”

This is the first impression of the first meeting between the young girl, Hokubei Ringtone, and Fangli.

Immediately afterwards, Hokubei Ringtone was like ignoring the Qinglung Road and walking straight into the campus.

Xiao Xiaolu scratched his hair.

“It's really hard to have a normal conversation and communicate with others...”

Leaving this feeling behind, Qing Lung went to the school door and entered the campus.