The two people disappeared into the playground one after another, and several people hiding behind the trees came out after they left.
He is a member of Qingxue
"Fuji, why are you holding me? Did you see that Atobe actually called Saya little maid? Little maid, our Saya went to Hyokui. It turned out that she was a poor maid for someone else...poor Saya?" Kikumaru
The more I talked about it, the sadder it became. In the end, it was directly blamed on Ryoma, "Little one, don't you think so? Your senior sister is so pitiful."
"Kikumaru-senpai, you are so heavy." Ryoma frowned and looked at Kikumaru who was using him as a pillow. Every time this happened, he really couldn't do anything to him, but he frowned, "Senpai, are you really pitiful? He can't
think so
So, Kikumaru-senpai, you are still far behind.
Fuji looked forward, which was the direction they had just walked. Under the pupils that could not catch the focus, there was a clear color of ice blue. The breeze gently lifted the hair on his forehead, sweeping it as if
It’s a low-pitched excuse.
"Perhaps, this is the way they get along with each other?" He suddenly spoke, with a faint smile, a gentle and peaceful face, and a green light bloomed in his eyes. Yes, this is the way they get along with each other.
, unexpectedly, feeling harmonious
Qian took out his notebook and wrote down their conversations one by one. The data maniac has perfected the ability to collect information anytime and anywhere, and he will not miss any piece of information.
In the restaurant, people who have been divided into groups are sitting together. They have already had a small meeting. After eating and resting for a while, they will start training.
Atobe Keigo walked in, followed by Otowa. After seeing them, Ninzu picked up the cup on the table, closed his eyes and took a sip. When he put the cup down, he blurted out a sentence
"it is finally over"
I'm afraid only he himself knows what ended.
Sitting on a chair in the restaurant, Huadi prepared the meal and then put it down. The people around him were silent, all looking at their table, not at this table, but at someone on the table.
Tobihara is the most mysterious model in history. She is very low-key. She only knows that she is Hyotei's student and knows nothing else. I am afraid that everyone still can't believe that she appeared in front of them like this.
She was eating quietly, with occasional conversations, and nothing unexpected happened. Everything was too quiet and too natural, but she knew that more and more eyes were looking at her now.
Some are familiar and some are unfamiliar
Atobe Keigo gave her some rice from his bowl, as usual
Otoyu lowered her head and ate the rice in the bowl in silence, not paying any attention to the people who were looking at her. She had lived many lives like this in Hyōtei, and now, she automatically ignored them.
However, the rice in the bowl was obviously eating more and more, because someone kept putting it in the bowl for her, and she was a little doubtful, did Keigo really want to stuff her to death?
"Kinggo, I can't eat it." She couldn't help but looked up at him, her eyes flashed slightly, and her pleading eyes had a pitiful taste.
Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows slightly, and while moving his fingers slightly, he stopped just as he was about to put food in her bowl again, and then brought the chopsticks to his mouth. He couldn't eat it, but he used the remaining
Guang looked at the bowl in front of her, and it was indeed full of food. Some were funny, and some were small revenges. Little maid, you may not blame me, but who makes you never gain weight?