Hanyu looks at the moon and walks away, Hiratsuka is quiet, and the snow is receding under Yukinoshita. Hanyu looked at the moon before leaving, Hiratsuka Shizuka and Yukinoshita Yukino retreated again. "Bye~ Roar hahahaha——" Hanyu Mochizuki swaggered away from the door quickly, his laughter full of great magic. a long time. Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed, "What a troublesome problem boy." "The school doesn't care?" Yukinoshita Yukino said calmly, "This kind of scum should easily pollute the atmosphere of the campus." "He has never violated any school rules. What's the reason? Besides, he is just a child and he doesn't have a bad heart." Shizuka Hiratsuka said to her with a frown. "You can't just look at the surface and deny everything about a person. If you make arbitrary judgments and believe them without absolute evidence, you will easily suffer." "……understood." Section 3 Chapter The Great Guardian of the Burial Love Family - Solan Festival Dance
After returning to the classroom, Hanyu Mochizuki was immediately questioned by his male classmate Isshiki Makoto. Isshiki Makoto has a barely decent relationship with him and is the only male classmate in the class who can talk to him. After all, stupid people can never keep up with his thinking, so naturally the chat can't last long. Moreover, most people despise him for being born in a remote and poor mountain village. As for Isshiki Makoto, his name is very appropriate, just like his personality. People who are sincere and treat everyone and everything with sincerity are really interesting. At the same time, Isshiki Makoto has the same wild and cool medium-length hair as him, and the bangs in front often poke his eyes. He always says "this is the charm of a man". Perhaps it is very likely that he will be caught by the dean of studies and have his head shaved bald one day. "Oh, it's like this. The old woman wanted me to join a weird club, but I strongly opposed it. In the end, she got angry and beat me up together with the club leader. Fortunately, I was quick-witted and escaped from danger in an instant." "A weird club?" Isshiki Makoto opened his mouth wide, his worldview seemed to be shattered. Is this world so terrifying? As long as he didn't obey the teacher's orders, he would be beaten unilaterally. He was so scared that his heart was pounding and he was panicking as he had just transferred here. Fujiwara Chika, who had been listening with her ears perked up, suddenly spoke up, tilting her head and staring at Hanyu Mochizuki, "You must have offended both of them, right? You're really lucky to have escaped." "Heh, traitor!" Hanyu Mochizuki sneered at the pink-haired girl, "You knew I was in danger but you didn't even bother to call 110. What use do I have for you?" “…No, no way, aren’t you still alive and well now?” Fujiwara Chika lowered her head, twisted her fingers, with a regretful look on her face, and watery liquid appeared in her sky-blue eyes. “Forget it! Looking at your appearance, you can only be a good-looking mascot in your life. There’s nothing wrong with living a happy life. Let me bear the ups and downs and exciting life—” Hanyu Mochizuki looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, with his hands stretched out, as if to spread his wings and fly high. "Ji, mascot? That's such an exaggerated comment. I'm angry~~" "If getting angry is useful, would there still be such things as losers in the world? Wake up!" Isshiki Makoto looked at Hanyu Mochizuki and Fujiwara Chika's joking conversation with envy. You know, this beautiful girl who is as warm and dazzling as the sun is deeply admired and loved by many boys. Why is Hanyu not panicking at all? This kind of courage and boldness is something he really admires, and he needs to learn from it. Hanyu Mochizuki, who arrived a little late due to family reasons, has met a lot of people in just a few days on campus. Compared with him, Isshiki Makoto is still far inferior. Unfortunately, what he overlooked was that most of the people Hanyu Mochizuki knew did not have a favorable impression of him.
"You don't know how to be polite to girls. You are destined to live alone for the rest of your life!" Fujiwara Chika, who was always being bullied, snorted and turned her head away from Hanyu Mochizuki. "Honesty is my strength! I never hide what I think," Hanyu Mochizuki smiled slightly, "Just because I know that restraining myself will not necessarily lead to success, but indulging myself will definitely be easy! Come on, let's have fun~~" After saying that, he suddenly stood up from his seat, and in full view of everyone, he began to dance like a devil, twisting left and right, lying down, sitting down, and rolling over. "Let me show you what a noble really looks like!" "This dance move! This temperament! Are you scared? What? If you say you are scared, I can still forgive you!" "No one can pull me out of the world of dance—" "Have you heard of China's Zang Ai Family? As the chief guardian of the Zang Ai Family, I bear the family's honor. How can I not live a carefree and happy life?" Fujiwara Chika stared blankly at Hanyu Mochizuki's enchanting dance with her eyes that had lost their luster, but she couldn't help but clenched her slender hands slightly, but finally let go with difficulty. Isshiki Makoto has completely covered his eyes. Enough! Enough! Hanyu-kun, stop it! If you continue like this, you will definitely die socially! He had originally thought that Hanyu Mochizuki had a very eccentric personality, but suddenly he realized that he had overestimated this man's integrity from the beginning to the end... This kind of devilish step that doesn't recognize anyone's relatives is extremely rare in the world! half an hour. "Huh~~" Hanyu Mochizuki, who stood up with difficulty, let out a breath, and looked around contentedly at the faces that were shocked to the point of doubting their lives. He looked at Fujiwara Chika with a sense of pride, and finally looked at Fujiwara Chika, "How was it? Did you dance well, Fujiwara?" "Liar! Big liar!" Fujiwara Chika (＞﹏＜), with a look of endless annoyance, pointed at him and shouted excitedly, "When we first met, you told me that you were very good at music and dance... But after seeing you, I realized that what you do is not called dancing at all!" "How could that be?" Hanyu Mochizuki's face changed immediately, he was shocked and angry, "No! It's definitely your taste that's wrong! Maybe you can't accept other styles of dance. Take another look, the day before yesterday I specially went to consult the director of the dance club and learned the Solan Festival dance, there must be no problem this time!" "The previous ones were folk dances from other countries, so the style doesn't suit your taste! This Solan Festival dance is Japanese style, so there's absolutely no problem—" "No, that's not true! You are not good at dancing at all! You are a big liar anyway!" Fujiwara Chika suppressed her resentment and refuted. It's a pity that there are no eggs. Hanyu Mochizuki has already started dancing the Solan dance by herself, and her dancing moves are still enchanting and moving. "Sixth Leader~Sixth Leader~Solan~Solan~" "Sixth Leader~Sixth Leader~Solan~Solan~" Fujiwara Chika looked blankly at Isshiki Makoto who was playing a rhythm song on his cell phone. Not only her, but most of the students in the class were looking at him with dull expressions. However, Isshiki Makoto lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and remained unmoved - Hanyu-kun, I can only help you up to this point! At the scene, Hanyu Mochizuki swayed left and right, and it seemed that the dance was no different from before. "Ah~ I am dancing faithfully~ The audience will surely be moved~~" "As long as there is love, my dance will definitely be understood by everyone~~" Hanyu Mochizuki danced and sang, looking like he was enjoying it. Fujiwara Chika stared blankly, leaving a few crystals unconsciously, and murmured, "...Yes, the expression of love without love will eventually lead everyone to an unfortunate path. Only by expressing it with the soul can it be more touching." Isshiki Makoto, who was standing next to her, twitched his lips. Was Fujiwara really moved? He just wanted to close his eyes and stop watching, but as a friend of Hanyu Mochizuki, he felt that doing so seemed a bit unkind.
Shinomiya Kaguya looked at Hanyu Mochizuki's devilish steps expressionlessly, and thought to herself, "Are you deliberately using this exaggerated method to influence people's evaluation of you, or is this the so-called true feelings?" This smiling face that was always full of joy seemed so disgusting in her eyes, and her heart was suddenly filled with a terrible desire for destruction. Kaguya Shinomiya wants to destroy it all! Glancing at her good friend Fujiwara Chika who was wiping her tears, she closed her eyes and stopped paying attention. So be it. Yukino Yukinoshita, who had just returned to the classroom, looked confused... Standing next to Hanyu Mochizuki, the squad leader Nibutani Morika, who was forcing a smile, was thinking MMP countless times in her heart... As the class discipline committee member, Gogen Ruri looked gloomy but did nothing... The other students next door who were attracted by the commotion were so shocked that they were completely speechless... At least, Hanyu Mochizuki's reputation has become even greater. Chapter 4: Fujiwara, you don't understand me ~ A pervert in the name of a gentleman
After school in the afternoon, club activities officially begin. "I didn't expect that you, Fujiwara, are the only one who knows how to appreciate my dancing. How about joining the dance club? There's a big place there and I can dance to my heart's content. I can dance a few more times for you. No need to be polite!" Hanyu Mochizuki waved to Fujiwara Chika with a proud look on his face. “…No need! You’re just a priest struggling in pain to the rhythm. If I watch it a few more times, I’ll feel like I’m cursed.” Fujiwara Chika responded quickly in a tender voice, her expression filled with a hint of fear. “I felt moved because I felt that Hanyu-san’s dance reflected her own strong emotions…” "Ah? Fujiwara, why are you speaking so bluntly? You will easily lose friends if you do this!" Hanyu Mochizuki said in disbelief, "Shouldn't you praise me a little bit now?" Fujiwara Chika tilted her head, thought for a while, and smiled brightly: "I think we should not be too polite with Hanyu-san." "Perfect explanation!" Hanyu Mochizuki gave a thumbs up. "My favorability towards you is +. Keep up the good work!" After saying that, he walked out unsteadily, as if the dance he performed before had consumed a lot of his energy, making it difficult for him to walk. "Hanyu-san is so interesting~" Fujiwara Chika's sky-blue eyes twinkled, bright and moving. Then, she turned to look at Shinomiya Kaguya who was still packing her schoolbag, and said with a smile, "Don't you agree, Kaguya-san?" "I just hope he can be consistent in what he says and what he says." "Hehehe, I believe in Hanyu-san~ just like I believe in Kaguya-san~" Shinomiya Kaguya's movements of packing up froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal, "...I hope so." …… The next day. Isshiki Makoto arrived at the classroom at a neither too early nor too late time. At this time, almost half of the students were already seated. However, he immediately noticed Hanyu Mochizuki who was lying motionless on the table.
"What's wrong, Hanyu-kun?" Isshiki Makoto walked to Hanyu Mochizuki's side and whispered in his ear with concern. You know, Hanyu-kun will never come back before the appointed time. Is he sick in this situation? "Forehead……" "what?!" Isshiki Makoto was confused and leaned closer, finally able to hear much more clearly. "Hungry……" "You didn't have breakfast, did you?" Hanyu Mochizuki finally looked up, revealing a thin and pale face, which scared Isshiki Makoto. He didn't mind, he just smiled, and spoke without any strength, "I have a home economics class today, it seems to be making curry, I want to save some room for curry." Isshiki Makoto's mouth twitched when he heard that, and he was dumbfounded and said, "...Is it, is there any difficulty?" Hanyu Mochizuki waved his hand, knowing what he wanted to ask. He secretly sighed that this guy was an interesting guy, and then said, "I just arrived in Tokyo less than two days ago and I won a lottery ticket at a convenience store. It's about 2 million. I'm not short of money for the time being." "Ahh, aren't you a minor?" "It's no big deal. This kind of thing is easy to solve. Don't worry about the details." Hanyu Mochizuki smiled mysteriously. Unfortunately, the smile was on his pale face, so it looked a little cold and scary. "I brought a small loaf of bread, how about eating it first? The home economics teacher didn't hand out many materials, so..." Isshiki Makoto said, and quickly took out a plastic-wrapped red bean bread from his schoolbag. "How can it be less?" Hanyu Mochizuki gently pushed and sent it back, with a smile on his face, "Home Economics class is taken together with Class G, right? It's definitely indispensable." Isshiki Makoto was speechless, feeling somewhat confused. What was this about Class G? Did he make some friends in Class G? Hanyu-kun's communication skills were indeed quite impressive... However, he had a bad feeling in his heart. When Isshiki Makoto wanted to continue asking, Hanyu Mochizuki had already fallen into a deep sleep. Fortunately, there was no Chinese class in the morning, which was Teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka's class, and the home economics class was the last class in the morning, so he was able to stay like this. Teachers of other courses would not pay much attention to Hanyu Mochizuki, simply because he could answer questions quickly when called, and after repeating this several times, no one was bothered to pay attention to him. After all, he always got full marks in quizzes, completed his homework on time, and his admission scores were said to be quite good. Excellent students have privileges wherever they are. Time passed slowly until the last class arrived. A group of people walked towards the home economics classroom. Fujiwara Chika looked at Hanyu Mochizuki, who was pale and staggering, with a strange expression, "Hanyu-san, are you really okay?" "What a real man~" Hanyu Mochizuki looked up, smiled and gave a thumbs up. "You always speak with a strange accent. Is this the unique accent of your hometown?" “You could say that.” Then, Hanyu Mochizuki turned to look at Isshiki Makoto who was looking at him with concern, and said nonchalantly, "By the way, are the results of the cute girl selection contest out? I want to see the results." "Huh?!" Isshiki Makoto was immediately panicked, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at him again, "What? Is there such a thing? I have no idea at all!" What happened? I had already kept it a secret from Hanyu-kun, so how did he find out?!
This was not because Isshiki Makoto was targeting Hanyu Mochizuki on purpose, but because Hanyu Mochizuki had shown an extremely strong and shameless character since entering the school, which made him a little worried that things would get out of control. "Oh, maybe I heard it wrong when I was eavesdropping earlier. Never mind. There's no point in competing with other girls. They all have their own cuteness. There's really no need for that kind of mysterious selection contest." As Hanyu Mochizuki spoke, her body swayed left and right, with a faint shadow of yesterday's dance in it, causing Fujiwara Chika, who was about to ask about what happened, to quickly step back several steps, and then slid close to Shinomiya Kaguya who was walking calmly.