Chen Xiaofeng yawned drowsily and sat up from the sofa. At this moment, Minato was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
"Good morning!" Chen Xiaofeng lazily rubbed his still confused eyes and walked to the kitchen.
"Brother, you're up. It's so rare so early." Minato said with a smile. Although this is not the first time I've seen Minato wearing an apron, it has a different flavor every time I see it. I really can't tell.
Minato is actually a girl one year younger than Chen Xiaofeng.
Thinking about most girls in China who are seventeen or eighteen years old, let alone cooking and tidying up the house, they may not even be able to make instant noodles.
Chen Xiaofeng is truly pleased that he has such a sister.
"Artoria and the others haven't gotten up yet?" Chen Xiaofeng looked around the living room and didn't find them.
"I woke up early, and I'm washing up now." Minato said, cracking an egg.
Minato now looks very housewife-like and very attractive.
At this time, Yu and Misaka finished washing and came to the living room.
"Good morning, Chen Xiaofeng." You greeted, as if nothing happened yesterday.
"Good morning, pervert!" This is Misaka Mikoto, who seems to still be brooding about what happened yesterday.
Breakfast is still the traditional natto, eggs, fried salmon and miso soup.
After breakfast, Artoria sent Chen Xiaofeng and the others out of the door.
After walking out of the intersection of the apartment and saying goodbye to Misaka Mikoto, Chen Xiaofeng and the others boarded the automatic bus leading to School District 18.
"Good morning, Chen Xiaofeng." On the bus, Chen Xiaofeng heard a voice he least wanted to hear.
This is the culprit who made Chen Xiaofeng wear a maid outfit for a day just to "have fun" for himself!
"Yang Ping, I don't want to see you now. You disappeared in front of my eyes." Chen Xiaofeng mercilessly drove away Yang Ping who came up to talk.
"What's wrong? Xiaofeng, have you forgotten who came up with the idea to avoid the disaster at the school festival?" Yang Ping looked like a savior.
But it's okay if I don't mention this. I get angry when I mention Chen Xiaofeng.
"Come on, I heard what Minato said, you just want to have some fun."
Yang Ping's expression obviously stiffened for a moment, but he immediately looked as if nothing had happened: "By the way, I'm not talking about such things today...I heard that you went on a date with another man yesterday?"
Which pot is not opened in Yangping and which pot is raised? The level is getting higher and higher.
"Yangping, if you think your body is strong enough, I don't mind throwing you out of the window." Chen Xiaofeng said with a smile on his face.
"Since you care about these details, I really have something to tell you." Yang Ping said seriously.
"We have no interest in your perverted hobbies."
"It's not a perverted hobby...and I don't have that kind of hobby either."
"Oh? Do you dare to say that you can't secretly do it with Minato's homework?" Chen Xiaofeng said in a very bad mood.
"Brother!" Then Minato expressed his dissatisfaction loudly with a red face.
"Sorry, Minato, I made a mistake... Hinata, do you dare to say that you won't take Yu or Qiong's homework and do it secretly?"
You and Qiong were shot even while lying down.
"Eh? Our..." Qiong immediately showed a scared expression and hid behind Chen Xiaofeng.
"Sure enough, perverts flock together." Yu said calmly, looking at Hinata who seemed to be thinking.
"No! I really don't remember that I have such a hobby!" Yang Ping answered seriously.
"So, may I ask, what do you usually use to fantasize about masturbating?" Chen Xiaofeng asked kindly in an infinitely normal tone.
"Normally, I would watch... Wait! Why did the topic suddenly turn to this aspect!" Yang Ping almost revealed his obscene side.
But even if they pull back from the brink, it can't change the way Minato and the others look at Hinata with deep contempt.
"Okay... these are not the point..." Yang Ping looked defeated, "Anyway, please listen to what I have to say first."
"Not interested..." Chen Xiaofeng turned and looked out the window.
"Brother..." Minato carefully pulled the corner of Chen Xiaofeng's clothes and motioned him to look at Yang Ping.
Chen Xiaofeng turned his head and saw Yang Ping looking at him with tears in his eyes. If this expression was a girl's, Chen Xiaofeng might have softened his heart, but facing Yang Ping like this, Chen Xiaofeng just felt disgusted.
"Okay, put away your face that you don't want to be beaten, and just say what you have to say!"
"Hehe~" Yang Ping's face changed faster than flipping through a book.
"Last night, what I saw on the campus forum..." Yang Ping lowered his voice, and a strange atmosphere followed Yang Ping's face.
"Our school is haunted~"
"Hey! What did I think it was? It's really nothing new." Chen Xiaofeng said disapprovingly.
"Hehehe, Chen Xiaofeng, do you think these are those useless ghost stories?" Yang Ping smiled self-righteously.
"Isn't it? It's just the number of stairs with different results every time it's counted? It's nothing more than the sound of the piano coming from the music classroom without anyone? Is it nothing more than someone seeing the mannequin in the biology classroom running on the corridor?" Chen Xiaofeng said a series of
Tell the common "school ghost stories" series.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~" Yang Ping shook his index finger confidently, "If it's just this level, I don't think it's necessary to say it."
"What is that?" Minato and their appetites were also whetted.
Yang Ping glanced at Chen Xiaofeng proudly.
"Someone died in our school's cooking club before."
"Hey, it's such a cliche again~"
"Brother, don't interrupt!"
Chen Xiaofeng shrugged indifferently.
"It was probably the senior from the previous class... One night, the senior forgot his notebook in the classroom, so he came to school to pick it up... After taking the notebook, the senior felt a little thirsty, so he wanted to go to the vending machine.
Buy water to drink... The night is very dark... Except for a little bit of moonlight reflected from the window, there is no other light... The vending machine is at the end of the corridor on the first floor, outside the door of the cooking club activity room...
The corridor is very long and very dark...On the long corridor there are only the echoes of footsteps. The darkness is like a huge mouth of an abyss. Only the faint light of the vending machine at the end of the corridor guides the footsteps of the seniors...
The senior walked and walked, walked and walked, and came to the door of the cooking club. He found that the classroom door of the cooking club was not closed. The knife table on the cooking table was filled with various styles of kitchen knives. The senior didn't pay attention at that time and just took a look.
, and continued walking towards the vending machine...The next day...Senior was found dead in front of the vending machine with a kitchen knife inserted all over his body."