"Um... Tsuruga-sensei..."
During the second hour of class, Tsuruga, who is pouring tea into the tea cup in the staff room, as well as Tsuruga, teachers who do not have classes in this time zone tend to hesitate to speak.
"That dolphin in the girls' soccer club... really treats me like a student... okay?
"The procedure has already been completed. I'm sure you have the headmaster's approval.
Tsuruga gazed at the barcode-headed Japanese teacher who spoke out loudly. Even this musculoskeletal physical education teacher with a tight face, staring at him with intense eyesight, makes the barcode head Chinese teacher feel refreshed.
"It's true that my physical abilities are amazing, but I also feel a little too cheap. Ahahaha....."
The barcode-headed Chinese teacher also saw that Angelina, who Tsuruga had brought to force to become a student, was playing a great role in soccer.
You mean mix it with boys?
Incidentally, Tsuruga was a football advisor for both girls and boys.
"No, I didn't say that... No... well... it's a dolphin... no, I don't think my age looks like middle school from that body shape..."
"Is that discrimination?
The national language teacher at the head of the bar code said it was as if something was stuck in the back teeth, but Tsuruga received that he was still wearing a toy, and his face became more and more severe.
"Angelina Harris is an Australian, a handicapped man who can only talk to japs, and a mad scientist who has been converted into a dolphin, and she's even 33 years old, but she pulls them together... to make them discriminatory materials and refuses to recognize her?
"Thirty-three years old, it's wrong to go to middle school already."
"Nothing went wrong! That's all there is to it! What is education without tolerance!? She wanted to start over as a junior high school student in Japan, so this is how she enrolled and aspired to become the best soccer girl in Japan!
Though it seemed only convenient for Tsuruga, the barcode-headed Japanese teacher was pushed out.
Akashi Kijima has two missions.
Time off. As usual, Akane was mixed with Tsugumi and her friend Akira Sago and Yasuko Aimura.
Ever since I transferred to school, Qian has been in the same group as these three, but doesn't really open her mouth. The more you and Tsugumi can talk together, the more people, the harder it becomes. I don't know where to say it. If you shake it, I'll be able to answer. But just listening in silence is fun.
(But... don't you think it's weird that Akane is just here...?
It was a worrisome Qian, but I couldn't ask her with it. I'm scared.
(And... if Qian finds out that she has a purpose...)
That's what bothers me more. I don't want them to understand the secret that Qian has. We must carry out our mission so as not to be taught. And there is a strong backlash against having a secret purpose.
Hey, Akane, are you listening ~?
Sitting on the desk as usual, Akane was shouted at.
"I'm sorry, I was blurry...."
"You don't have to shrink so much, I don't hear a lot of stuff about gummies."
"Huh? That's right? Then Akane and I are called Bozens."
Tsugumi followed Akane with a bright voice.
"Qian-chan, Tsugumi didn't speak much in the past, and I'm sure Tsugumi knows how Qian-chan feels better than anyone else."
That's what Yasuko said before seeing Qian's feelings. As if she had been grabbed by her heart, Akane was drifting.
I don't have the telepath yet.
"I'm scared that I'm still saying that."
As I laughed, I burst into the gummies.
"Yes, what are your abilities now?
With all my heart and jokes, Akane asks.
One of the two missions that Akane has been tasked with is investigating and confirming Tsugumi's abilities. Nearly a month has passed since she transferred to Anraku II, but Akane hasn't even done this one. On the other hand, I am aware that it is a bad thing, but I also have a feeling close to disagreement with why I have to do this.
But if you refuse this mission, someone other than yourself will approach Tsugumi. And I don't know what to do. That's why Qian took over.
"I had the ability to summon Qian-chan to school, so now I have the ability to energize her ~"
But I was lightly caught in smoke by the gummies. No, because it's about the tsugumi, maybe I didn't mean to get caught in the smoke.
"Tsugumiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii)
Ahe penetrates with his half-eyed eyes.
"I don't mean to do that. Ah, the ability to draw, the ability to draw, the ability to breathe soul into the painting....."
Hey, Tsugumi.
Yasuko took control of Tsugumi, who talked in good spirits.
Qian acted desperately. I made a decent face and showed it. I meant to, but I don't know for myself if it worked.
And guilt came to my chest. I am strongly aware that acting is a deception.
"Qian-chan, you're pulling. What's up, Tugumi?"
"Mmm... but I'm not lying."
As I was told, Tsugumi sharpens her lips.
(I wonder if there was a harvest...?
According to the previous information, the fact that Tsugumi seems to have power was confirmed from the person's mouth, and Akane decided in the current exchange. But the key mission is to see for yourself what Tsugumi is capable of.
Table talk RPG was popular in Anraku II, but I never joined in this game during the shaking and ten nights.
In the first place, there was no one else in the class who could call them friends. In the past, there were many friends other than ten nights, but after falling into the back street, the relationship was broken, and nothing was broken except ten nights. And since the shaking didn't interest me, it's a natural and ten-night flow.
"You know, your organization, why is it called Snowflake Society? I checked and found a lovely flower!"
Such a shake is unusual and makes a friendly voice to students other than ten nights. The opponent is Magic Horse, a transfer student who named himself a member of Snowflake Society.
"Oh, thank you for listening. It's my favorite flower. I really like this shape. It's burning in my heart. [M] Besides, you can use flower words. Flower words like purity, purity, innocence without filth, charm that attracts everyone, beauty. A miracle match. The flowers that I liked coincided with what I wanted and the flower words. What would you say instead of calling this a miracle? When I heard the flower word, I thought it was fatal and I was very moved. [M] That's why I couldn't think of another name for the organization."
The horse spreads a smile that seems to be joyful, and swiftly blows it away.
"That's why you decided to name the organization?
"That's right. Because I'm the founder and leader of Snowflake Society."
When asked ten nights ago, Zheng Horse replies with a smile.
"So, here we go. One of the most talented groups of kids -- why did the top come to public school? Isn't there a better school for you?
Ask with a disgusting tone.
"You know the answer without me saying it. [M] This is a case where the questioner shakes the question. The two of you from the Scavenger Resistance, the scavenger organization in the back street."
Until then, the political horse who was laughing brightly changed his face in ten nights to a dialogue he spoke with a slightly malicious smile, but the shaking did not break his smile.
"Well, hey, if you say more, if you're a real genius, you don't even have to go to school. No, I'd rather not go through. If you spend as much time with wasteful education as you spend with wasteful education, you will do useful studies on your own. To be clear, one-size-fits-all education is more harmful to Snowflake Society children. Some snowflake societies don't go to school, but some of them have white hackers with five fingers in the world, physicists who are sure to see the next brain reduction award, and presidents of famous IT companies, so they're much better than kids who seriously go to school and waste their time. Don't you think?
"Hahaha, it's funny to flatten your nose. You can't learn to pick words that don't offend the person you're talking to."
When I heard about the horse, the shake burst into laughter.
"It's true, and you're the one who made fun of me first. Yeah, that way. Or were you going to provoke me with more hostility? But it is also true that I am not good at reading the minds of others. Your allegations are not off track either. [M] Snowflake Societies have a lot of them, and that's where my head hurts. I am very conscious of the fact that I am out of line with a normal child. I'm worried about my head. Instead, do you ignore the answer to my point? This isn't a normal middle school, is it? There's a reason we can't call it a normal school, not just your presence in the back street, right? (77) I am also interested in the mysterious story. It's no wonder I mixed up there. [M] It's not unnatural. You don't have to be exclusive. Being alert is out of your mind."
"This school is pretty normal. Usually. To the extent that there are some weirdos, nothing usually changes from other schools."
He interrupted the words of the horse with a quick mouth and told him with a cold voice.
"I know it has a purpose. Is that something to do with us? No, we can't overlook bringing unnecessary trouble into this school, even if it's none of our business."
"Uhyo, it's been a long time since I've been in magic mode. I saw something good. Ahahaha"
When I said ten nights clearly, the shaking pieces smiled and broke down.
"Do you suspect that I might be harmful? You're suspicious, aren't you? That's how he talks."
"I'm still asking, do I have to check again?
"I guess that's my habit. You know, are you sure this is a normal school? You can't say it's normal when you're there. Don't you think so? Is that all you can say? Look, can you say that even if you look at that? Even if I say it out loud, it's not convincing."
That's how the horse pointed out the window. Ten nights and a shake headed towards the window and looked at the front.
"Yaaahhhhhhh up!"
On the ground, a dolphin with arms and legs was playing soccer with the students, shouting loudly.
"No, Angelina, I've been coming to school every day lately. I'll ask him later."
And, wobble.
"Dolphins play soccer in a funny sight, but the students are normal. You're free to feel persuasive or not."
Ten nights later, the horse smiles again.
"I see. That makes sense. So, let me get back to you, but of course I have a purpose. You know a lot about this school, don't you? You must know that all of this is a purpose, right? What would you do if I told you what I was doing here? Kill me? Bullying me?
Masao's words were heard by several other students in the classroom, so they took a breath into the last disturbing dialogue.