Infinite Gentleman

"Then what shall we do. Are you going to help sincere-kun?" Miyamoto Rei asked nervously.

"It's not necessary." Shizuka Hiratsuka replied, "Don't look at the way the sincere guy is usually, it's still very reliable when it's critical. Just trust him."

"Indeed." On the other side, Senior Sister Kongzi said calmly: "A true swordsman will not be defeated by this kind of thing."

"What does this swordsman have to do..." Hirano Toda whispered, "What should I do next?"

Everyone is worried. Because everyone, including the pink-haired ponytail eldest who always claimed to be a genius, didn't know what to do next.

Wisteria Hiroichi, who was sincerely pressed to the ground, let out a burst of heart-pounding laughter.

What is this, does it come from a dead end? Sure enough, God is still on his side, and he is the protagonist. Thinking like this in his heart, Wisteria Hiroichi felt his back, the hand holding his arm relax a little. Sincerely let go of him.

He stood up slowly, and at the same time, the other students also murmured cheers, as if they had won some great victory.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Sure enough, I still can't win the so-called tradition. It is clear from the top and bottom, class, and seniority. It seems that I lost this time. Then there are a lot of adults, Teacher Wisteria, can you forgive me?"

"...Hahahahaha..." Wisteria Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. Very proud, very proud: "Of course, of course no problem. You are just impulsive."

In his heart, he thought "I will kill you if I have a chance" while pretending to be generous and said: "Zhanchang Yuanjun is also my lovely student, so...?"

"Hey—" Seeing the "decision" of sincerity, Rei Miyamoto couldn't help but stand up and wanted to speak, but was immediately held back by Teacher Xiaojing.

"Trust him, I said it. Just trust him."

"--But Hiratsuka-sensei!"

"It's okay. He can do it. Absolutely." Hiratsuka continued to speak lightly.

Rei Miyamoto struggled twice without breaking free. Hiratsuka's hands were like iron tongs, and she could not loosen her arm. Although not reconciled, she can only watch.

Ignoring the commotion of the companions on the side, he sincerely continued to say to Koichi Wisteria: "So, according to convention and tradition, the teacher is now our leader, right?"

"That's right, Battlefield Hara-kun." Wisteria Hiroichi put on that calm look again.

"Everyone, now you have chosen your leader as Koichi Wisteria, and handed over the power of choice, the power of thinking, and the so-called protection to this man, is that right?"

Turn around sincerely and look at other students. Those people looked sincerely excited and kept nodding their heads.

"It's okay." Sincerely chuckles, looking at Wisteria Koichi:

"Then next, let me follow the convention and use another tradition."

"What are you talking about, Jun Yuan."

"The traditional name is called Xiakeshang."

In the next moment, sincerely knocked Wisteria Hiroichi to the ground again. This time it was not a grappling action, but a direct attack on the abdomen with fists. Wisteria Koichi arched his body like dried shrimps, so pain that he couldn't even speak.

"As a teacher, I should be aware of the incident of the February 26 Mutiny, Koichi Wisteria."

While the others were surprised and speechless, they continued to smile sincerely:

"At the time, the soldiers who rushed into the prime minister's residence...regardless of whether they did right or wrong. But what they did was really...well, how should I say it. It should be said that it is interesting or yes Educational."

As he said this, he drew out the wooden knife from his waist: "In short, the guys who usually live up to the top are no different from ordinary people when they die.

Please be decent, teacher Wisteria.

Or I can help you be decent. "

Under Wisteria Koichi's desperate gaze, the sincere wooden sword swung down without hesitation—and then stopped.

Under the threat of death, Wisteria Hiroshi suddenly became incontinent-but compared to this shame, he cared about another thing-sincerity stopped at the last moment.

"After all, he didn't dare to start - yes, he didn't dare to kill me!" Wisteria Koichi yelled in his heart. At the same time, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a nervous smile.

"Oh, I forgot to say one thing." Smiling sincerely: "I hate cultists the most."

This time, he did not show mercy.

Author's message:

Second more~Thank you Meng Xinkeng for your reward without blinking

Chapter 23: A Little Inspiring

"..."

The wooden knife smashed Wisteria Koichi's head. After the violent shaking and pain, the master eye fell, and the inexplicable fellow died completely.

Wisteria Hao fell to the ground motionless, blood flowed down his hair continuously, his eyes opened wide.

"...Killed."

The group of people celebrating the victory was stunned just now. One or two, both seemed as if someone was strangling their throats. A few guys had their teeth rattling, and at the same time they felt that their bladder began to be out of control.

Of course, the more important thing is to be confused and at a loss. Because the so-called leader has disappeared, so there is no backbone, and I don’t know what to do.

"Unexpectedly, actually really..."

The sincere original companions are slightly better than those student survivors. But there are some...not normal.

Sister Kongzi who smelled the blood began to get excited, and subconsciously held her plump legs back and forth. The others, except Hiratsuka, also felt excited to varying degrees.

What they did sincerely gave them a deeper understanding of the current situation and situation.

"It's lawless." Hiratsuka sighed, his tone was very indifferent, as if he didn't really care. And Komuro Taka subconsciously looked at Rei Miyamoto next to him. I found that the orange-haired single ponytail looked sincere and his eyes glowed.

If he heard it correctly, then Miyamoto's mumbled content is as follows: "The deputy general of the Kendo Club, with excellent skills, good mind, and decisive work. It's just like forever-no, better than forever. This way. Boy, really... such a boy..."

"Hey, Rei..." Komuro Takayoshi screamed, but Miyamoto Rei didn't seem to hear him at all, but she continued to look sincerely with her eyes bright.

"It's amazing, former classmate of Battlefield." On the other side, Hirano Toda murmured. Saye Gaocheng sitting next to him held his head up: "Of course."

Her attitude made the fat man very strange, and she didn't know why she was sincere and powerful. She looked like Yourong Yan.

Then, stand up sincerely and look around. Those surviving classmates either had their eyes dull, did not respond, or turned to him, afraid to look at him. Two of them had a swelling on their faces, the bandages and medical sponges were badly attached, and they were shaking all over.

Sincerely thought a little bit, and barely remembered a little... It seems that these two guys, he had seen them last night, they were one of the results of the bad sweep.

"So, now, how do you feel?" He asked sincerely looking at these lost survivors.

Of course there is no answer.

"Your leader, who said very beautiful words, promised to protect everyone, from a famous background, as an elderly, male, and elite teacher... What do you think of him?" Continued sincerely.