"Release."

The two rushed all the way to Sobu High School, and as soon as they passed through the school gate, Yukinoshita uttered a word with a cold expression.

"Hoshimi?"

Hoshimi, who had been wandering far and wide without caring about his surroundings, subconsciously turned his attention to Yukinoshita's side face.

"Hand, let go." Yukinoshita squinted at Hoshimi, but her cold tone remained unchanged.

"Oh..." Hoshimi responded and released Yukinoshita’s soft, white hand.

He hadn't paid much attention while holding it, but the moment he let go, he realized that Yukinoshita's little hand was genuinely soft, smooth, and tender.

As he released it suddenly, the warmth flowing from the palm of his hand made him feel a slight sense of reluctance.

"..."

As soon as their clenched hands parted, Yukinoshita's crescent eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly for a moment.

She raised her left hand, clenched all the while, grabbed the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, and walked towards the teaching building without uttering a word.

"What a ruthless woman..."

After Hoshimi mumbled something indistinctly, he lazily followed Yukinoshita.

"Jingle bell~~~"

The bell rang for the first class, and Yukinoshita and Hoshimi stepped in to enter the classroom through the back door.

At the same time, the math teacher entered the classroom through the front door with the bell ringing.

"Click---"

The front and back doors of the classroom opened at the same time. After seeing the math teacher at the door in front of them, the students in the class all turned around tacitly, and looked at Yukinoshita and Hoshimi who entered the classroom one after the other with ambiguous expressions.

The students in the class looked at the two ambiguously, and whispered to each other with bewildered smiles.

Seeing this situation, Hoshimi raised his brows slightly, and knew what was going on without even thinking about it.

Thanks to the female high school students' ability to gossip, the fact that he and Yukinoshita were misunderstood this morning must have spread throughout the class.

It is estimated that it will not be long before it spreads to the whole grade and the whole school.

Thinking of this, Hoshimi raised his eyes and looked at Yukinoshita who was already sitting on the seat.

Obviously, Yukinoshita has also noticed this problem, so this humanoid refrigerator is producing cold air and low air pressure with unprecedented efficiency.

In normal times, Yukinoshita's performance would have instantly silenced the class.

But at this moment, the female high school students who were caught in gossip frenzy and youthful ambiguity were not so easily frightened. They lowered their voices, their pretty faces flushed eagerly, and their eyes swept over Hoshimi from time to time.

"Class begins."

The Mediterranean math teacher didn't care about the discipline issue, just picked up the chalk and started to give lectures.

Amidst the whispers of the students, the math teacher who was about to retire seemed extraordinarily Buddhist.

Hoshimi, who had no intention of listening to the class, ignored the high-power refrigerator sitting next to him, and observed the students in the class with great interest.

Occasionally, when he meets some bold girls, he will respond with a kind and polite smile.

After a round of observation was over, Hoshimi held his chin thoughtfully.

Class J of the second year of international education, there are many girls in this class, and the quality is also very high.

Most of them have a certain kindness towards him.

A small number of bold ones are very curious about him, and eager to get close to him, to test him, perhaps to learn interesting news from him.

A very small number, that is, the two girls have no interest in him, and they are not interested in gossip in the class at all, and they concentrate on studying and listening to the class seriously.

As for the boys in class J of the 2nd year, there are very few boys, there are only three boys besides him, and these three boys all have varying degrees of hostility towards him.

This hostility is not deep, probably at the level of "uncomfortable looking".

The reason why, he knew very well.

After all, he, a transfer student, has just broken through the hard-to-touch and elusive "Flower of the High Mountain" Yukinoshita Yukino just a day after he arrived. At the same time, he has also aroused discussions and interests among a large number of girls in the class.

Therefore, it is normal for these adolescents whose minds are immature and widely controlled by hormones to be hostile to him.

But don't worry about it, as time goes by, the girls in the class will gradually fade away from their curiosity and discussions about him, and the hostility of these three boys will also fade away along with it.

"Ha~~"

Hoshimi, who rested his chin, yawned lazily.

He glanced at the dense mathematical formulas on the blackboard, squinted his eyes, and fell asleep quietly in the warm April sunshine.

I was tired of studying and studying in my previous life, but now that I have sufficient material conditions, let's be lazy...

Sleeping in class is really a novel experience...

............

Time passed like water, and it was the last class of the day in a blink of an eye.

In the last physical education class in the afternoon, when the physical education teacher asked the two to form teams freely, Yukinoshita stood expressionlessly in front of Hoshimi and handed him a tennis racket.

"En?" Hoshimi maintained a polite smile, and looked at Yukinoshita with some doubts.

"Do you dare to come?" Yukinoshita raised her tennis racket, and a provocative sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth.

Hoshimi raised his brows slightly, and instantly understood Yukinoshita's plan.

This woman wanted to play tennis solo with him to humiliate him.

To have such an idea, it seems that Yukinoshita is very confident in her own tennis skills.

What a coincidence, Yukinoshita's move hit the bull's-eye. He doesn't know anything about tennis, except for the basic rules.

When it comes to basketball, table tennis, and badminton, he can still fight twice. In tennis, he might even have trouble serving the ball.

So...

"Come."

Hoshimi smiled and took the tennis racket without fear.

What are you afraid of? Isn't it just Tennis? Even if he loses, it's not something to be ashamed of.

And it's really not certain who wins and who loses.

"Heh~ Hoshimi, I will beat you all over the place."

Seeing Hoshimi took the racket, Yukinoshita smiled, the smile was unusually sweet, the shallow pear dimples and cute canine teeth were really alluring under the sun.

Hoshimi couldn't help but want to poke her pear dimples.

What a surprise, this little girl actually has dimples and canine teeth when she smiles, I really didn't notice it before.

But Yukinoshita never smiled in front of him before, even if she smiled, it was mostly a sneer. It was the first time she showed such a sweet smile like now.

It's not bad, it would be even better if the maliciousness implied in this smile can be removed.

"Okay, I'll try my best to cooperate with you."

Hoshimi turned the racket, and walked towards the tennis court beside him nonchalantly.

"Tsk..."

Seeing that Hoshimi's attitude was so loose, Yukinoshita couldn't help but click her tongue lightly.

This guy has completely different temperaments in his dream and in reality. He is vile and arrogant in his dream, and he is simply a model of villains.

In reality, he became gentle and loose, and she didn't know what this bastard was pretending to be.

Sooner or later, she will tear off this bastard's disguise, expose his dark side to the sun, and disinfect it!

"Hey, Yukinoshita, why are you still there? Are you scared?"

Hoshimi, who was already in position on the field, found that Yukinoshita was still standing still, and raised his racket to provoke casually.

"Tsk~"

Picking up the racket, Yukinoshita walked towards the tennis court with a frosty face.

Today, she must freeze the sloppy expression on Hoshimi's face!

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