Chapter 12 Izumi, where is the manuscript?! (Follow up, everyone will die if you read the book)
"Jinguji Temple."
"Um?"
The girl who was reading a book raised her head in confusion and heard a "click".
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Jinguji Kiyohime.
Personal information: Second grader at Purple Sakura Academy, with outstanding intelligence and average physical strength. Special identity: Princess (expandable)
Task: The girl in front of you seems to have encountered some kind of dilemma. You should...
(Hint: The bonfire in my memory has never been extinguished, and there is one missing person in the green plum wine cup.)
Special Mission: Ice and Fire (unlocked)
(Tip: In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. There is a certain chance of death [blacked out] to trigger a special event.)
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His eyes paused on the [green plum wine cup] for two seconds, and Izumi curled his lips.
Can't we do a simpler task? For example, make the girl smile or something?
If it can be solved, how can the society be disbanded?
Another special mission, no matter how you look at it, it has a strange smell.
Avalanche? Does the scene take place in a snowy mountain? Or is it symbolic?
Seeing Izumi Toru suddenly take out his mobile phone to take pictures, Jinguji Kiyohime shouted in confusion: "Izumi-kun?"
He put the phone away as if nothing happened.
"What's wrong?"
The girl looked at him quietly, waited for a while, and found that he did not explain, so she shook her head, indicating that it was nothing, and continued to flip through the book.
Next, the two of them became silent.
This has been a common phenomenon since the Shucha Study Department was established.
It's not that they have nothing to say, but they prefer a quiet environment compared to talking non-stop.
The tea on the table was steaming slightly, and even the girl's face became a little dreamy.
Although he kept staring at the girl and didn't say anything, Izumi Toru just appreciated the beauty and had no intention of being a pervert.
Therefore, after a while, he turned his attention to the cherry blossom pudding in another food box.
The transparent pudding is wrapped in light pink petals, which looks more like a handicraft.
Something suddenly occurred to him.
"Jinguji, when is the deadline for the final round of submissions to the Sakura Bungai?"
The girl closed the book, raised her head and said, "Tomorrow."
Izumi Tetsu's heart skipped a beat.
"Then, where are the club's manuscripts?"
Jinguji Kiyohime tilted her head, "What do you think?"
He fell down on the table and let out a groan of sadness or despair.
"Knew it!"
Seeing the bitter look on his face, the girl covered her mouth and giggled, "This is all the fault of the former minister. So, you must take responsibility."
"Why did you tell me today..."
"If it's Izumi-kun, he can definitely do it, right?"
At this moment, the girl's eyes had a wicked sense of humor that did not match her temperament.
"What we can't do is that we don't have enough time just to revise the manuscript. If we want to win the prize, these hours alone are not enough. Those contestants are not only at the level of our school's art department..."
"Indeed, Izumi-kun in his normal state would not be able to do it. So, I specially hired help."
"ha?"
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Jinguji Kiyohime raised her chin slightly towards the door.
"Help is here."
Izumi Toru opened the door hesitantly, and saw Shiraishi Jing, the instructor of the Shucha Study Department, looking at him expectantly.
"Izumi, Jinguji said that you have already written the entry manuscript, please give it to me quickly."
Izumi Tetsu: "???"
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"So, the submission deadline is tomorrow, now tell me you haven't written anything?!" Shiraishi Jing grabbed Izumi Toru's collar and asked viciously.
"actually......"
Before he could explain, Bai Shijing began to complain loudly.
"The Book Tea Club has not achieved any results so far! As an instructor, I have been criticized many times by Xiaohui!
If I can't submit the manuscript to this literary conference, I will be lectured by her again.
Can you understand me?
I don't know how to do housework, which is already very pitiful. In addition, I spend too much on cosmetics on weekdays, and my salary can't make ends meet.
Teacher, I will get wrinkles every day when I worry.
Did you know that wrinkles are the natural enemy of single women?
Compared with those young and beautiful graduates, I am already at a disadvantage at my age.
If I have more wrinkles, I will really live alone until I die..."
Although Shiraishi's nagging look seemed very distressed, Izumi Tetsu could only see that her smooth and tight face was full of collagen and there were no wrinkles at all.
"I want to correct the mistake you just made..."
Bai Shijing frowned, "How dare you talk back!"
Izumi Toru: "..."
"Why don't you speak? Are you protesting?"
"..." He was silent for a while, then tilted his head and said self-defeatingly: "You'd better kill me."
"If I kill you, who will write the manuscript? When you asked me to be the instructor, you promised that it would definitely add luster to my teaching resume. Now, are you not prepared to take responsibility? I don't care, give me the manuscript, give it to me.
Me." Bai Shijing shook Izumi Tooru hard and was about to cry.
"Teacher, don't worry, let's eat a piece of pudding first." Jinguji Kiyohime took out Shiraishi Jing's special Xiaodie and handed it to her.
Shiraishi's eyes lit up, he quickly let go of Izumi Toru and took the pudding.
"Thanks!"
As if he had forgotten the unpleasantness just now, Bai Shijing was sitting on the sofa, eating pudding with squinted eyes, looking very happy.
"Izumi-kun, please."
The smile on the girl's lips was so beautiful that some of the small emotions in Izumi Toru's heart disappeared.
He took the plate, thanked him, and sat on the other side of the sofa.
After eating pudding and drinking two sips of tea, Bai Shijing leaned on the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's great. I remember when I was in high school..."
Appeared!
Something that older people often say.
The words "think about the past" and "once upon a time" are meaningless except that they can make people deeply aware of the absence of youth.
But Izumi Toru just drank tea calmly, listening to her past with his ears open, and did not express his inner complaints.
There is a chance that the teacher will become autistic, but there is a greater chance that it will cause her to go berserk.
Especially after learning Taekwondo, it is hard to see her cute and crying appearance before.
it's a pity......
"...The Literature Club is not so lucky. Every day I think about writing manuscripts, reviewing manuscripts, and organizing activities. Then I run around in the student union, library, broadcast room, and the Arts Club. I wait until I realize that I want to fall in love.
By that time, I had already graduated, and it was really hard to look back on the past.”
After saying that, Bai Shijing's eyes suddenly started to turn red. She didn't know what she thought of.
Jinguji Kiyohime appropriately handed over another piece of pudding at this time.
"Teacher, please."
"Ah! Thank you!"
Seeing the helpless look on Izumi Toru's face, the girl blinked at him.
After eating three puddings in a row, Bai Shijing was finally satisfied.
She stood up and stretched, then waved to the two of them with a smile: "Well, thank you for the hospitality. I'll leave first."
"Teacher, you seem to have forgotten something." Jinguji Kiyohime pointed at Izumi Toru and said.
Izumi Tetsu, who thought he had escaped disaster, was shocked.
"Yeah, I almost forgot! Izumi, where is the manuscript?!"