New Life
All the children in the class have a good impression of Hinata Aoi because she is beautiful, talented in both literature and martial arts, and has a gentle personality.
All the children in the class admire Hinata Aoi because she is neither arrogant nor discouraged, is proficient in both literature and martial arts, and her mother is also a teacher.
The children in the class are all afraid of Hinata Aoi because she has a gentle but distant personality, is both civil and military, and her mother is a teacher.
Naoka Ueno was also one of the children.
She seems to be closer to Hinata Aoi and can harass and tease her, but in fact she doesn't understand how high her position is in Hinata Aoi's heart.
As soon as he looked into Hinata Aoi's bright eyes, his courage expanded rapidly, like a balloon that was not tied tightly, and it ran away in circles as soon as he let go.
Sitting by and watching when a classmate was bullied - she certainly knew that this was not the right thing to do.
...But it can't be said that she is doing anything bad, right?
Ueno Naoka forced a stiff smile: "Xiao Kui, um...what did the teacher talk to you about?"
She was out of breath and didn't dare to ask directly, so she took a detour and found another topic.
"About schoolwork."
"Ah, schoolwork... You don't need to worry about that at all, haha..." She waved her hand and praised Hinata Aoi's intelligence, her voice dry as if her mouth was stuffed with breadcrumbs.
Kawai Miki behind her couldn't stand it anymore and secretly pulled her clothes, "Xiaozhi, class is about to start..." If you have anything to ask, just ask it now, okay?
Ueno, however, seemed to have been pardoned. He rolled his eyes and repeated Kawai's words, "Ah, class is about to start!"
It’s not that she didn’t dare to ask, it’s that class was about to start and she didn’t have time to ask!
The compressed curiosity finally came together into one sentence——
"What do you think... of Nishimiya?"
The other party didn't hesitate, "He's an idiot, just like you."
"Oh..." All the complicated thoughts froze, and Ueno Naoka's wandering eyes straightened.
"Like me, like me?"
She had never felt such a mixture of sadness and joy as she did now.
After coming to his senses, he still laughed out loud, curling his eyes brightly, "Okay~"
I felt inexplicably relieved.
*
The "eventful" day was coming to an end. Hinata Aoi put the volleyball back into her locker and walked out of the school.
A lot of unexpected things happened today, disrupting her plans after regaining her freedom, so she just played volleyball alone in the gym for a while.
Parkour training would take up more of Hinata Aoi's energy, but she didn't like it very much. Only playing volleyball could truly bring her peace of mind.
When the volleyball is in the air, the brain is completely focused. Watching it fly and thinking about where it will land, everything around it disappears.
All the worries of the previous second are gone, and the reality of the next second has not yet arrived. The world only stays at that moment - Hinata Aoi is obsessed with this feeling.
Happy times are always short, and children who are away from home also have to go home. Her unilateral PTSD towards Huihara Yu and the others has been alleviated a lot because of the last rescue incident, and she has less psychological burden about going home.
The road was both quiet and noisy, with all kinds of noises, but no sound of people talking. Shouting loudly without paying attention to others seemed to be the privilege of children, and the tender and sharp voices from the park next to it drowned out the sound of car engines.
Hinata Aoi looked over there, passed the group of children playing and queuing up to slide down the slide, and spotted a familiar figure.
The flaxen-haired girl sat alone on a park bench, her head lowered and her hands gently stroking the notebook on her lap.
I don’t know where the hem of my skirt, shoes and socks were soaked with water, and the notebook seemed to be glued together by the water. I didn’t dare to open it with force.
The setting sun shone on her through the obstruction, and her soft hair appeared a pure flax color in the sunlight, with the darker areas closer to smoky pink.
She took the notebook and studied it over and over again for a long time, not knowing how to save it.
Hinata Aoi didn't leave, but watched outside the park.
I watched with my own eyes as Nishimiya lowered her head to try to turn the pages, then looked up to let the sunlight fill the notebook and wait for it to dry. I watched her hair color change from smoky pink to completely flaxen.
She didn't understand what had happened to cause the notebook to be doomed, so she just followed her heart and walked to where Xigong could see her.
Nishimiya didn't have the extra energy to greet Hinata Aoi. She smiled bitterly and shook the notebook in her hand, indicating that she had lost the tool to communicate with Hinata Aoi.
Hinata Aoi just stared at her pupils that were about to break, stretched out her hands,
"Do you want to change classes?"
——This was the first time she used sign language towards Nishimiya Shoko.
The forced calmness was shattered in an instant.
Big, full tears burst out from Xigong's lower eyelashes, ran down her cheeks to her chin, and dripped onto the notebook that could no longer absorb any water.
She didn't care whether it was clean or not, and used her forearms to rub her eyes, trying to wipe away the traces of crying, but her mouth opened uncontrollably and let out meaningless whimpers.
A strong sense of grievance flooded her heart.
Why didn't you sign to her earlier?
Why doesn't anyone want to be friends with her?
She was so unwilling to give up! The heavy pain of trying so hard but getting nothing was weighing on her heart. She couldn't cut open her chest to take it out, so she could only vent it through crying.
When she had cried until she had completely lost all her strength, Nishimiya swallowed her saliva with a sob, wiped away her tears, and looked with her red and swollen eyes at Hinata Aoi who had been waiting for her to calm down.
She held out her hand—
"good."
…
Hinata Aoi is not someone who makes promises on impulse.
When she asked Nishimiya that question, she had already figured out roughly how to implement it.
However, how to implement it specifically depends on the actions of Ms. Hinanoko.
It was like Hinata Aoi's exclusive wishing machine. After discussing this matter that night, Ms. Hinata began to prepare to take Nishimiya Shoko to her class.
This matter only requires the consent of two parties - the consent of the Nishimiya family and the consent of the school leaders.
There were basically no problems at the school, and most of the time they would respect the opinions of parents, so she went directly to Hinata Aoi's homeroom teacher without any psychological burden to get the phone number of Nishimiya's mother.
Contacting the dean behind her back was like telling tales, and she couldn't do such a thing.
It was more in line with her style to be direct and private with her colleagues.
And she knows her colleague well, who is a good boy in front of a leader who wants to save face but is afraid of taking responsibility.
As long as she provoked him with a few words, the other party would definitely be eager for her to take Xigong away immediately, and would also try to shift the blame by saying that she was the one who proposed everything first and she had no way to stop it.
The conversation with Nishimiya's mother was a little more puzzling. This mother had paid for her child's hearing aids twice, but she hadn't thought to go to the school to ask what was going on.
It's not a very wealthy family. It seems that Nishimiya's mother is a poor woman who is under a lot of pressure and is good at brainwashing herself.
But it doesn’t matter, Hinanoko is very confident in her verbal therapy.
She had conquered a boss who was difficult to communicate with, so she would definitely be able to easily deal with a parent who was escaping from reality.
I don't know how Hinanoko did it, but a few days later, Nishimiya Shoko moved out of the classroom completely, the class rankings returned to their previous state, and even Midori, who had been on leave, returned to school.
Everything seemed to have never happened, only the empty seat next to Hinata Aoi told the story that someone had been there.
There used to be an odd number of students in the class, so Hinata Aoi never had side-by-side desks and chairs.
The teacher did not ask for the newly vacant seat to be moved, and it sat quietly, not knowing when it would be taken up by the next user.
…
Not long after.
It's just another brand new Monday.
Another short figure walked up to the podium.
"Welcome new students to our class, come and say hello to everyone~"
The head teacher looked at the boy beside him with a smile on his face. This was the hero who had helped him turn things around!
Nishimiya Glass was assigned to their class by the principal because they had the highest average score of the entire grade group! They also had the best atmosphere! And then there was the precedent of Hinata Aoi.
Unexpectedly, Nishimiya failed to fit in and was poached into Hinanoko's class.
Although the director didn't say anything, he still felt that his face was hurt.
Whatever he lost, he had to get back from the new boy who transferred to the school!
The head teacher did not think there was anything wrong with his previous approach, and he blamed the unpleasant situation on the children.
Although children seem to be receptive, they are actually naive and selfish, and cannot really put themselves in the shoes of their new classmates.
Nishimiya's situation is also more complicated, as his hearing loss also affects the function of his mouth.
Nishimiya's mother also wanted Nishimiya to fit in with normal people. She had no choice but to arrange Nishimiya's seat in the middle of the class, thus reducing Nishimiya's chances of interacting with Hinata Aoi.
Of course, people of the same kind should be with others of the same kind to have a good start!
The head teacher believed it without a doubt and was very satisfied with the new boy's understanding - he took the initiative to ask to be the same table with Hinata Aoi.
This is the correct answer!
Unlike the class teacher's lofty ambitions, the faces of the students in the class were mostly filled with surprise, resistance and a hint of fear.
Why is there another transfer student?
Why did you find another notebook?
Is the person coming here a deaf or dumb person?
The world seemed to be stuck in a loop, and the sound of turning pages in notebooks was infinitely amplified in everyone's ears.
The boy's self-introduction, which he had written in advance, was presented to everyone.
"Hello everyone, my name is Inumaki Tsuchiya."
"I can't speak."
"Please give me more guidance in the future."
The classmates all breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately he was just mute. No one noticed that the boy ignored everyone's gaze, scanned the entire room, locked onto Hinata Aoi's direction, and looked straight at her.
Only the half-standing book cover was visible.
It's too hot.
Hinata Aoi felt like the book in her hand was about to be burned through.
She recalled the moment she pulled Ishita to the office door and glanced through the window... Were the boy's parents sitting inside?
When she saw the man's silver hair, she almost mistook him for his classmate...but it turned out to be the boy's father?
It can't be that she transferred here on purpose, right?
While Hinata Aoi was thinking, Inumaki Satoru had already walked over to her, pulled out a chair and sat down.
The tables and chairs next to them were not ownerless at all. They were seats that had been reserved long ago and could easily make the indigenous people next door feel uncomfortable.
This is a child from the world of curses, Hinata Aoi warned herself.
Even if they had gone through hardships together before, it was most likely because of the hardships that only happened in the world of magic, and it cannot be regarded as proof that their relationship should be closer.
He has the same eye color as that man, and the same hair color as that man's classmate. He is a person who is definitely from the world of curse.
If you can't touch it, you will become unhappy.
Hinata Aoi, who persisted in brainwashing herself, did not even turn her head, and did not give Inumaki Satoru any chance to look at her.
The boy's smile, which he had prepared long ago, was useless - although his smile was not very expressive to begin with.
The wide mask was used to cover the curse lines at the corners of his mouth, and also blocked his mouth tightly. No matter how much he smiled, he could only release kindness through his apple cheeks and eyes, which were pulled by the corners of his mouth.
As a result, Hinata Aoi didn't even glance at him, and even sat on the other side as if to avoid him, leaving a distance between the two of them that was far beyond what normal classmates should have.
It's obvious that I'm hated... Inumaki Ji thought.
He couldn't help biting his lower lip, and slowly took out a brand new textbook and pretended to be listening to the class, but in fact the guilt hidden in his heart came back again.
I flinched before I even started getting close.
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