Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

Rebirth of Japan's only wolf inherits Chapter 23

Chapter 21: The time of school (changed it, ask the collection recommended ticket)

After school.

Truth brother the bag and left the classroom.

It is the most critical moment now. If the truth is really forced, then the bird is less than the grievance, and it will force the truth to find the next prey.

Washali looked at her leaving, closed his eyes with ear with her pace.

People are very sensitive to footsteps, and everyone's footsteps are very unique.

For people who are very familiar, such as family, their footsteps you will distinguish clarify, even if they don't appear in front of you. Some sensitive children have heard the footsteps outside the door, they can judge that Dad is back or my mother is back.

Zhongshan Damu invited Washali to go home together, but he was used by his teacher to take the book notes.

After remembering the footsteps of Tricken, the desertichuan looked up and walked outside the classroom, but it was moving toward the office.

Washen is looking to ring the door.

"Please come."

"Disturbed." The warden is looking away.

There is only a Mandi teacher in the office, and he is in the case of the previous test paper that surrounded the test. This is what is not thought of, he thought that this time point is no longer, just knocking on the door just in case.

"Is it inaisterer, is there anything?" Mandarin teacher asked.

"This is the case, because my own notes have been slight, I am afraid that I have a classmate to read it, so I want to find a teacher to have a teaching plan."

"Oh, this way, you take it." Mandarin teachers took out a teaching plan from the drawer and handed it to the wilderness.

Washali looked at the cabinet: "That ..."

"Is there anything?"

"Teacher, can I let me see the class of the class? That, I am not very clear to love the family address of the classmates."

"No problem, but the flower roster will not move after basically start school records, let me find it."

After careful recruitment, Mandarin teachers finally turned out the roster in a stacked paper.

"Give, look at it, you will go here." Mandarin teachers said that he continued to bow to the test paper.

Looking to the flower album, the list above is arranged in accordance with the order of enrollment, and the love of the sand is relatively early, just in the first round position, the desert is looking at it, silently remembering her home address. .

According to you, he should talk about it, but the desertichuan will continue to look down, and after sweeping the whole list, he sweeps the second time, but never finds what he wants.

"Strange ..." Washen is looking for frown.

"Thank you teacher, I know the address of the classmates." Washen is looking back.

"Well, then you will trouble you." Mandarin teachers do not lift.

The teaching building is empty, the students will participate in the community activities, like the Tea Department of the Indoor Society will be carried out in another building connected to the atrium, and students who do not participate in the community will generally go home.

Time is still enough, and Trismai must still be in school.

The desertichuan is standing alone on the corridor, and the sunset pulls his shadow very long, the mottled tree shakes on a smooth ground, he closes his eyes, feel the coolness of the wind.

Gradually, he felt the wind, in front of the paint black, the faint flowers in the air did not smell, in this period of time, he lost his own touch, visual, and smell ... Finally, he even lost It's like a wood that doesn't know the world.

But he still remains, that is, hearing.

In the ear, he heard the sound of cherry blossoms in the air.

Hearing full!

After years of the hearing of the Ninja, the workout of the Ninja has been very keen. At this moment, it is necessary to inherit the craftsmanship of the wolf. Combine what you have learned in our last life, enclose other sensory, greatly strengthen the hearing, at this moment, it is necessary to listen to the whole building. Teaching building.

Finally, he heard the footsteps of Tricken.

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The sunset is reflected in a clean floor, the floor reflects the girl trembling.

"Sen, Senxiao, I am sorry, please forgive me."

At the corner of the wall, the twisted scorpion school with glasses low, did not dare to see the true kaai's face, but I wanted to pick up the pause, but I didn't dare to mess with it.

Today, I am going to her day, just half a minute ago, she will make it clean up the sewage bucket of the sweeping tool from the classroom. I will go to the toilet. When I walked through the corridor, I just hit the Truth, who had a thick test paper. The two fell to the ground, and the test paper was also scattered, and the sewage splashed in the bucket was wet.

"Do you walk long eyes, the test paper is stained with sewage!"

"Sorry!"

Truth got up, looking at the girl as soon as possible, "I don't have any use, help me pick it up, you hit my right."

"Yes Yes."

The school girl was obedient with the place, and I picked up a wet test paper.

Mori Truth Nai is also famous in the low-grade student. Many boys will treat her in a dream. The girls also worship the popular beautiful school sister.

But it is a test volume, it is not big deal.

Although I am sorry, I am sorry, it is ...

The wet test paper keeps smoothly, you need to peel off, otherwise the test paper will be rotated.

On the side of the school girl, I struggled to struggle with the test paper, asked: "The test paper is wet, Sen under the school sister, do you want to get the windowsill?"

Truth is not answered, and the eyes flashed.

I didn't respond to Truth, I didn't respond, raised my head, "Senxiao school sister?"

Her eyes in her eyes are quickly amazing.

"Snapped!"

The school girl was kicked to the ground, and there was a shoe print with water on the cheek, and the glasses fell to a few meters away.

The cheeks were hurt, and the feet of the truth were safe. The school girl was smashed. She didn't know what to do, and she was still rotten into two half of the test paper.

The legs of the truth still stay in half an air, some trembling.

It's so afraid to be afraid ... Why, why do I have to do this disgusting thing?

"You tested the test paper ... all torn so, how do I explain with the teacher?"