Taking out the envelope from the shoe cabinet, Izumi Toru was a little surprised.
love letter?
"Izumi-san, good morning."
At this time, Shiratori Kyoko's energetic voice came from behind.
"Good morning."
Seeing the envelope in his hand, Shiratori Kyoko was stunned for a moment.
"Is this a love letter?"
"Let's call it that."
"For now? Why do you say that?"
Izumi Tetsu curled his lips.
"If there were a ranking of boys who should not date each other in school, someone with a criminal record like me would definitely be at the top. Why would any girl be so reluctant to confess to me?"
"But isn't that what you have in your hand?" Shiratori Kyoko pointed to the envelope in his hand and asked.
The messenger must have realized that Izumi-san is not that kind of person.
"Is this it?" Izumi Tetsu raised the envelope in his hand, "It's most likely a prank. It's not ruled out that it's a punishment for losing in a game."
"oh."
After hearing his guess, the girl felt a little excited for some reason.
Why are you happy?
Maybe it was because I felt happy when I saw Izumi-san was exhausted.
After all, he was cheating on his promise last time to be happy for the other party’s [tragic] experience!
She suddenly shouted: "Izumi-san."
"What?"
"What if, it's not a prank, but there is really a girl who confesses her love to you because she can't think about it?" When she said "I can't think about it", the girl couldn't help but laugh.
"If that's the case..." Izumi Toru pondered for a moment, then looked at Shiratori Kyoko's beautiful face and said seriously: "Then I will tell her that I already have girls I like. How about that?"
The boy's eyes were too bright, and Shiratori Kyoko subconsciously missed the sight that could burn one's soul.
"Then, um, why are you asking me..."
"This situation is very common in novels, isn't it? When a boy you admire receives a love letter, girls usually ask like Shiratori-san. What I just said is a standard answer." Izumi Toru said proudly.
"No! Izumi-kun, you are too narcissistic!"
"Tsk, it's not the case!" He clicked his tongue, "Are the advantages of my performance not enough to attract Mr. Shiratori? Or is it that Mr. Shiratori's requirements are too high..."
"None of them..." Shiratori Kyoko was about to explain, but suddenly noticed something wrong with Izumi Toru's words just now, "Wait a minute! You just said [girls you like], right?"
The young man showed a shy smile.
"Yes, after all, I am a philanthropist."
The girl's expression became very disgusted.
"I said, Izumi-san."
"What's wrong?"
"You're right, no girl would think! No! Open! You are so bad!"
Hearing her words, Izumi Toru nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, it's very bad."
"Um?"
"So, even if you have nothing in the end, you can't blame others."
Looking at his smile that was not so much self-deprecating as showing some awareness, Shiratori Kyoko was a little dazed.
Then, she heard his words again.
"So, if it's really a prank, can Shiratori-san pretend to be the person who sent me the message?
Although I can accept pranks, it’s more fun to have a beautiful girl confess her love.”
After regaining consciousness, Shiratori Kyoko immediately shook her head.
"I won't help you! I remember very clearly what Izumi-san did last time. This time, I'm going to laugh at you hard! Humph!"
"Then please insult me without mercy."
"Is Izumi-san a m?!" the girl asked with a [fearful] look on her face.
After changing his shoes and stepping on the ground twice, Izumi Toru said: "Even if I am M, you can't become S."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because you are too stupid."
"You're the one who's stuck!"
"Yes, yes. I'm the most stupid." Izumi nodded perfunctorily, pointing to her shoe cabinet and said: "Change quickly!"
"Just change it, why are you so cruel!" Shiratori Kyoko shouted angrily.
"Aren't you more vicious than me?!"
"Beautiful girls have the privilege of being fierce."
"Okay, you convinced me."
Seeing that he was submissive, the girl started laughing.
"hey-hey......"
…
Back in the classroom, Izumi Toru opened the envelope.
[Senior Izumi, I have liked you for a long time! Can you date me? Today at noon, I will be waiting for your reply in the square in front of the teaching building]
There wasn't even a signature, which made Izumi frown.
No matter what, it gives off a strange feeling.
Shouldn't we choose a more suitable place to express our love?
Downstairs in the teaching building, waiting for a reply in front of a group of students?
Are you so willing to go out of your way?
If you really have such courage, why don't you even dare to sign your name?
It's impossible no matter how you think about it.
Have I provoked anyone recently? Or is it simply that the other person is too boring?
"Izumi-kun? What's wrong with you?"
Hearing Shiratori Kyoko's question, Izumi Tetsu raised the letter in his hand and said, "This time, it's your turn to laugh at me."
Shiratori Kyoko was stunned for a moment.
"What's the meaning?"
"Literal meaning." Without much explanation, Izumi Toru took out another material from his schoolbag and handed it to her, "This is the remaining material, plus the ones from last time, the plot is enough for Teacher Shiratori to draw in the early stage.
Don’t worry, I will pay you according to the average royalties in the industry. Don’t worry and paint boldly!”
"Eh? Well, there is no need for royalties or anything like that..."
"That's not possible!" Izumi Toru interrupted her, "Studying and working part-time are hard enough. If I don't pay you, I can't bear to let you paint for me."
"Well, then okay..."
"Um."
Kyoko Shiratori flipped through the handwritten materials written by Izumi Toru, but her mind was thinking about what Izumi Toru said after reading the letter.
Let me laugh at him severely. In other words, are you sure it's a prank?
But in this case, why go there?
Thinking of this, she poked Izumi Tetsu's back with her finger.
"Izumi-san, Izumi-san."
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the materials?"
"No, it's not. Well, since it's a prank, it's okay not to go, right?"
Izumi Toru explained: "If you are not 100% sure, you still have to go."
"But, wouldn't it be embarrassing if you were let go?"
"Shameful? It's just that we didn't meet each other by chance. Regret is also part of the beauty. Isn't it?"
Shiratori Kyoko opened her mouth and was speechless.
At this time, the class bell rang.
Izumi Toru looked at the door, and Shiraishi Jing came in holding the lesson plan.
Meeting Izumi Toru's gaze, Shiraishi subconsciously smoothed his hair.
The hairpin from last night was now well hidden in her thick, black hair.
Behind her, the girl was still thinking about how to solve the problem.
Do you want to pretend to be the messenger yourself?
Thinking of the headband and glasses in her bag to tie her braids, she hesitated.