In the morning, it was almost time for the homeroom.

I told him that Teacher Chihaya would come into the classroom with some nagging.

"Ha!!! Everybody, about the seats! I'll introduce you to the transfer students!

A transfer student?

He said it's not even a month since enrollment yet... at a time like this?

Well, I guess he's a student with some kind of circumstance.

Isn't it strange to be alone like that?

He said he was bawling about his seat while I thought he was.

"Yes, we've all taken our seats, haven't we? Then I'll introduce you soon! Guys, come in!!!

That's what Dr. Chihaya says and encourages transfer students to come into the classroom.

Hmm? Guys?

Are you there?

Looking at the entrance to the classroom in doubt, it was a few students who came in from there.

The first thing that came in was a pretty remarkable mini skirt, a pleasant looking girl whose hair was bashed and cut to the side around her shoulders.

Next, an intelligent beauty wearing fashionable green edged glasses with long dark hair tied behind her ponytail.

Next thing you know, the one who put up some blonde hair like a tosaka...

The next thing I came out was twinkling my hair dyed in red tea on top...... some kind of mocha dude 2P color guy. I'm a little blind though.

Well, I don't care about guys or anything.

The first two female students are far more important to me. Both are Doraemon beauties.

This is more glamorous in the classroom... when I thought so.

That's when I saw something incredible.

That Moyashi bastard. Student with a face after part two.

That was because I knew my face well.

"Ku...... Kurosaki-kun!?

Yes, the online hero who took on all the hates I was supposed to take and prevented the gorilla hug video from growing.

No longer, that 'zan yen yen!!!' Nothing you don't know in the video, legendary idol.

Everyone's toy, Kurosaki.

He says something bumpy as he looks down, but I feel like I was a former benefactor and my heart feels so warm.

That's all I got, and I generally guessed the situation.

He should have been a student at Eagle Holy School.

And mass transfers during this period............ that means......

That's all I thought about, and the next student came in.

Are you still there? That's a lot...

At that moment, the classroom, which was still noisy, became even more noisy.

That too should...... be taken for granted.

"Yes, now everyone!! Guys, introduce yourselves!!

"It's Wind Door Rier. Previously on Eagle Holy School."

"I'm from Eagle Holy School as well, it's a firefight Yumiko..."

"Hiraga Gen Ichiro. Likewise from Eagle Saint"

"... Soundwise Tom. Oh, my God. Giro, don't look at me!

"... Kurosaki... Yuki..."

And the last transfer student. That's...

"Glacier Takel. Someone nice to meet you for the most part... haha!! Serizawa-kun, see you again?

He waves at me, a little small (tiny) refreshingly handsome.

That level four, Glacier, you were there.

In the classroom boiling for the sudden emergence of Level 4 (Glacier).

I can hear a girl in my class calling me Ka Ka.

......... I figured I should have made a few facial changes for you then???

Only for his future...... above all for the peace of mind of mine. No, it's not too late...

"Yes, yes!! Everybody be quiet!! I know you're surprised, but they're in a lot of trouble right now. Just keep him company, okay?

Speaking of which, I was on the news this morning...

At the instigation of the Great Reverse Case of Setraku, Eagle St. School's revocation of school authorization became almost definitive.

He said he was currently preparing to scrap the school under the authority of the government.

There are also school students, and the abandoned school itself is expected to be a few years away, but some students are already starting to move to other psychic high schools.

Maybe that's how they came to Emperor Weird High School.

It's really ironic.

Until a while ago, I said this one was about to go out of school.

"Hmm? Guys, can't you hear me? You want to die? I can keep you company ~!?

"" "Ha-ha" "

I felt more like a word of blackmail had entered now, but everyone in the class replied well and the morning class room closed.

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Lunch break after one street of classes.

Everyone in the class seemed to be talking to some newly transferred students.

They're accepting their former enemies quickly.

Well, speaking of enemies, it's a school event. It's not like we were really at war.

That's why I'm going to a single transfer student.

There's a crowd at the other transfer students, but somehow they don't try to get anybody near him.

This is your chance to get close to him, the celebrity.

I think so, and I give him a voice whining bumps in the corner of the classroom.

"Kurosaki-kun, nice to meet you. It's an honor to meet you..."

That's how I offer my right hand and ask for a handshake...

"... Shut up, I'll kill you"

His response was like this.

Hey, him, he seems to be in a bad mood today.

No, you're not. I forgot something important.

"Whoa, excuse me! You forgot to name it. I'm Atsushi Serizawa. It's a pleasure to meet you, my hero, alive."

"Are you kidding me? Die."

I knew he was such a response.

That should be it too...... he pulls in various genres of videos.

It's like taking on all the Hates gathered at Eagle Holy School due to the case of Shiraku.

I'm exhausted and I can't help but distort my mind a little.

We'll have to deal with it in good faith here.

"I'm not kidding, am I? I am grateful to you. That's all I'm trying to tell you."

"............ thank you?

"You took Haz's gaze (Hate), which I take... all of it. Thanks to that, I am able to continue to live in peace every day. I can't thank you enough. Thank you so much, Kurosaki."

"You, really die"

He still didn't seem to open his mind.

What the hell have you done to him?

Again, when it comes to first-level online idols, all kinds of hurdles are naturally higher.

Now, how can we melt the ice in his heart...

When I looked around the classroom thinking about that, I accidentally had eyes with Mr. Mishima on the other side of the classroom.

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There was that event, and somehow, I felt awkward and refrained from turning that way...

That's how she walks straight towards me.

Hey, what?

Not good.

Can you question me about that time?

Can we hang him again on top of that?

No, no, no. No, calm down.

I'm sure there's nothing wrong with being questioned.

I didn't do anything wrong.

Everything that happened back then was a trap set up by that moat bastard and his pervert.

I was set up by them... the urge to explain that to her first.

Yeah, let's explain it right to her.

I was stuck with them (those idiots) and crashed into women's water... and I had no choice but to blow up the towels of all the girls on the spot.

As it were, unwillingly, I slowly swirled and decided to look at all the nudity on the spot... but that's just force majeure. I'm burning it to perfect memory, but I'm sure it's probably not my fault.

As a result, I brought more detailed milk information about the girls to the boys as they threw up...

…………

…………… no.

No way at all!!!!

In this explanation, in the end, you're as black (Gilty) as you think I am doing!!!!!

When I turn my head desperately trying to twist other explanations that I will be white (clean)...

Already, Mr. Mishima was at the end of his eyes and nose.

And...

"Serizawa-kun. Are you free after school today? I need a little help..."

All of a sudden, she came out talking like that.