It's all one flower.

Farkill also hit the street lights and took the tablet terminal out of his pocket.

Unlock and start your browser.

For when something happened, only the school's official website and back site were registered in the bookmark.

Even today on holiday, the classmates tell stories about yesterday in the morning.

When I saw the time for writing, I kept talking about that all night.

... Hippo. Is there no other way to do it?

Farkill smiled.

Take a screenshot of just the part about you and save it in a dedicated folder.

The folder was placed in a prominent spotlight on the top screen.

... hippopotamus... Is it?

At least one or two of each class are bound to have a child to bully.

Farkill was always mocked (bruised) for making only a few mistakes.

Farkill's opinions will never pass within the class. They either pretend to be deaf, or they stop by a few people and deny it all.

Even if Farkill was right, he was smashed in the wrong way.

Even mathematical answers do.

About six months ago, during self-study, someone said, "Let's practice writing on the blackboard and solving problems, one question at a time". Obviously, the aim was to "expose the bully", but it was executed by a majority in favour.

Leadership bullies partitioned the scene and nominated five people by copying difficult issues from the problem set.

Poor house, dear, bad sports, poor mouth, unpleasant appearance... common to the five is a character that doesn't like contention.

Farkil is a big boy who doesn't have a flattering appearance.

Growing up is because trouble is a hassle and Kotoba can't get through where I told them anyway and it's a waste of time.

Good thing they didn't say anything. They totally grew.

In this secondary school, the publication of the results of the tests will not take place.

To respect privacy and not make it a bullying story.

Is that why, when Farkill just solved the problem and went back to their seats, they cursed at the hissing.

"I haven't learned yet, but I can solve it."

He said, "It's just a hunch, it's wrong."

"I don't know you thought about it, and you wanted to sit down early. Guess what."

I say yami so I know who it is, but I would never just give the name of the subject.

By not naming them, they're going to have a way out.

If they say back, "I didn't say anything about you," "I'm over-conscious," Niyaniya laughs and runs away.

There are several ways to block that "escape route," but Farkill didn't deal with them childish because they are troublesome.

The other nominated children hurry to write their answers while they mock (bruise) Farkill.

The last one was suddenly (let's) say, "Go ahead," and he wrote, "I don't know," beating him back to his seat.

The leader ordered the hipster wipes (Koshigi-chan) to pull the model answer booklet out of the teacher's desk.

I don't get my hands dirty. Even if the teacher finds out later, they are willing to blame the surroundings, but they obey the leadership only with their promises.

Answer each other sequentially from the problem at the end.

Leadership first erased the "I don't know" written by the poor child with a double line. I wrote down the correct answer with red chalk underneath it and turned this way.

"I don't even know this, it's out of the question. Start over from elementary school."

Question two.

My dear child's answer was right.

Leadership praised with a deliberate grin.

"I'll do it for you."

I relentlessly cling to the mistakes of a child who doesn't like sports, or who is a lousy talker.

I gave a speech on the importance of studying with a gaze from the top just because I'm here.

The surroundings nod with a face touched by the speech of the leadership.

Farkill's answer was also correct.

They did not acknowledge the fact.

"Canning anyway."

"Huh? That much for self-study?

"Even if it only fits the answer, it's not the way textbooks are done, and you can't"

Leaks a creaking sneak laugh and says something unsolicited about listening.

Farkill solved the problem squarely in front of them, but it doesn't seem to matter.

They assume Canning is true, even though they believe Farkill is less academic and have seen him respond properly.

He didn't break the "strict rebellion of canning" attitude.

In the end, this time was turned into a ballistic tournament and no longer a place to study.

Only a few of them solve the problem set in order to pretend to be irrelevant.

Do you think physical violence is bad for boulders? Stop shooting like this all the time.

There is no evidence that I didn't cannibalize, but there is no evidence that I did.

It's just a watering theory.

Besides, Farkill's statement cannot be admitted on the grounds that "the speaker is Farkill".

Farkill continued to solve the problem set by ignoring their irrational strangulations.

... What are these guys doing here at school?