After school, the truth of the homecoming department, as usual, was to leave school just now with Zongde and Jen, but on his way home to the bathroom alone, he was called out to aim. No, I guess I was actually after the opportunity to be alone, the truth is later.
"Aizawa, do you remember me? We were together a year ago, just Rough Sawa."
"I remember."
Before true, two of his classmates and a former classmate football player stood. Former classmates remembered because the attendance number was right behind them, but I don't remember having much conversation.
I know that the other one is a classmate, but I didn't remember his name just because I knew his face.
"I was wondering if you could join the football club. You could be a regular, and I think you could be our fighter."
Since only physical education classes are taken seriously, it is well known that True is an excellent motor nerve and excellent physical strength. This isn't the first time I've been scouted by an athletic section either.
"I don't have motor nerves because of this, and I'm not with those bad people, in soccer -"
"Oh, stupid. What are you talking about?"
Unexpectedly, an unknown classmate reprimands the rudeness spoken by a former classmate named Arasawa.
"I refuse to put such a person in a light-hearted way. Zongde is definitely bad, stupid, single cell, stupid, bad, stupid, but he's been dating a long time, he's not a bad guy, and he doesn't feel good about being set up. Same with Jen."
"Ahhh... Souma..."
It was rough on my head as if it were a bad decision, but the truth is I didn't try to work with them any further, and I just head up the stairs to get outside the school building where Sotoku and Jen would be waiting.
but where he bent over the corner and stepped into the stairs, two people, Sotoku and Jen, grinning slightly, waited for the truth. I imagine myself sighing in my head knowing truly that I would have been heard talking to the football players today just by looking at their faces.
"Were you being asked? That's embarrassing."
"I asked. If you were listening, it would be embarrassing. But why did you say stupid and bad twice? Is that important?
A nonchalant smiling sodeity.
"I don't know what it is, but I know that True has covered Zongde- And the fool said it three times."
"You're a set, too."
Correct Jen's words, and truly look up to Zongde.
"But the truth is, you're the reason they say that. It's your fault."
It was true to slap hatred at both the lights, but Zongdeok sees through it and remains gloomy.
"You're bad, too."
"That's why I told you yesterday. Defective is a guy who fights, looks like he has bad hair or clothes, doesn't follow school rules, or is a bad guy. I only fit two of them, so it's safe to spare."
"At the point where you have the expression Safe, you admit that you have bad attributes and that other people see you like that."
"Yes, they do. I don't know, but I think the truth is bad. But I can be the protagonist of comics, it's a good defect."
Jen to follow while in tune with Zongde. You can suffer from a disorder, but also take good care of it in detail. Although there are often difficulties in following up and caring for the way it is.
"Oh, good. Haven't been home yet."
And there Reiko ran up from the bottom of the stairs and spoke with some breath.
"Oh, my God. Jen, your mother's getting into the staff room again."
"Yeah. Eh."
Jen becomes an unpleasant face, such as bored at the bottom of her heart, and raises an unpleasant voice.
"Not again..."
Sotoku shrugs his shoulders with a smile on his face. To any triviality, she immediately rides upside down and puts her anger on, a super-protective Jen mother. Since kindergarten, it's a sight I'm used to seeing both true and Zongde.
"Let my Jen get hurt like that, and no matter what you think, you're a teacher's lazy. - Huh! Kee!"
As the four headed to the staff room, a middle-aged woman with thick glasses and thick makeup gave a hysterical golden cut that sounded down to the hallway, on a perm head dyed in purple and red stripes. Jen's mother, Asako Tanyo. I came to protest yesterday about a wound to my jaw with an iron bar, but Yumi had predicted this.
"I'm sorry I hurt you, but accidents of that magnitude can happen normally, and it's annoying to be here to protest, whichever way you want."
Some teachers make a plain apology and provide an uncompromising response of waiting for anger to cool off, but only Yumi did not have it. Pointing a cold gaze at Asako, he tells her grandiose in an even colder voice.
"Kee! That kid's got a handful. Yikes! So shouldn't you be more careful and look at me? - Huh! Kee!"
"Yeah, so be careful. It's an accident that happened. But it's a little bit of an injury, and it's very annoying even for us, even if we're being protested by parents because of that kind of injury."
"Mucky! This is surely discriminating against our child! I'll sue you! Ugh!"
"Because I don't discriminate, I don't treat you special, I'm in a class with everyone?
"Kee! Oh and here's what I'll say! What a thing to do to a kid carrying a handicap! You discriminator! Horizontally, Racist. Whoa!
Argued by Yumi's resolute attitude, Asako develops the weak appeal and lettel sticking with the earliest disjunction. Yumi has experienced this interaction more than once.
"Stop it, Mom! There's nothing wrong with Dr. Kayama.
Jen, who I saw, screamed in a clear light of anger.
"Mm-hmm, Mm-hmm, Jen! How did you get here?
It was Asako who came to put in a complaint with the intention of anticipating the timing, thinking he was already home, but reveals his upset that his son appeared in front of him.
"That's our dialogue! I'm telling you not to, come back to school! When Oyla was in elementary school, everyone hated her because of her mom! That's how my mom got into school and mon paired up, so everyone hated me -!
Jen stares at Asako and yells at him.
"Because of my mom, I thought Oyla would be put in a special grade and separated from Zongdeok and True - Ouilla makes a good deal of money at school.
"You haven't even grown up. I frequently jack the studio."
Sotoku thrusts in with a low voice.
"Mm-hmm, Jen! Oh, my God. Oh! My mom thought about Jen, and even though it's what she did to protect Jen. Yes, no! Mom, that's pretty good!
Asako runs away from the staff room crying. The teacher, who was in the staff room when he saw it, stroked his chest down with relief.
"Doctor, I'm sorry. I'll sing an oila song to apologize. My mom is very overprotective ~ ♪ My mom is very mon pair ~ ♪ Crazy to hang around everywhere ~ Cray Mom ~ ♪"
"No, you can't sing"
Yumi poked lightly at Jen's head singing a strange song with a beauty that was often clear in vain.