Chapter 314 A Sweetheart

"Students, today I would like to introduce a transfer student to you."

On the podium, the serious-looking head teacher smiled in front of the class for a rare occasion, but he seldom smiled like that, so when the students below looked at his stiff expression, they could only feel frightened rather than comforted.

Transfer student? Are you serious, at this moment?

There were scattered discussions in the class, and the focus of the topic was naturally the new student who transferred in at the end of the third semester of the sixth grade.

"I'm going to graduate from elementary school in two months. What's the point of transferring schools now?" The student sitting in the last seat by the window muttered, "Besides, our class already had a transfer student before. Are you kidding me? Why are you transferring again..."

"You should talk less." The classmate next to him nudged him with his elbow, his expression vaguely frightened, and his voice was very low. "That classmate, Jyouya, is sitting right in front of you, and you dare to speak so loudly!"

The student who was reminded belatedly raised his head and secretly glanced at the back in front of him. He couldn't help but shudder. He replied angrily: "I know, I know. I just didn't react at first... and Fujita is still on the podium now. Even if he heard it, he can't do anything to me."

The classmate they were talking about, Fūya, was the young boy who sat in the seat in front of him. He had blond hair and dark skin, and was wearing a neat school uniform. His back was straight, and he was writing something in the notebook on the table with his head down, as if he didn't hear the teacher's voice or the discussions behind him.

He looks like an elite student who would be liked by the teacher.

Fujita, the homeroom teacher on the podium, was obviously very unhappy with the students who were starting to make noise. He cleared his throat and was about to say something when everyone heard a light knock at the door. It seemed that the transfer student outside the door was reminding the teacher to get to the point quickly.

Unexpectedly, Fujita actually accepted this "urging" and immediately changed the subject, saying as amiably as possible towards the door: "Well, please come in."

The classroom fell silent instantly, but almost everyone was more curious about this transfer student than before. What kind of background did he have that made Fujita so obedient? If it were someone else, they would have been criticized for interrupting the teacher and being disrespectful.

Not only did he not give any punishment here, but he even used honorifics!

The front door of the classroom was opened from the outside, and a petite figure walked in slowly without making any sound.

It was not until the transfer student stood beside the podium that everyone could see his appearance clearly.

He had fluffy short black hair and a rare pair of water-red eyes that showed only coldness and aloofness. The school uniform he wore was obviously the same style as everyone else's, but he wore it like it was some kind of fashion show piece, with many "scheming" modifications to the small details.

The transfer student had a few thin black leather belts around his waist, from which hung a square waist bag with a red and white checkered pattern. He even had an earring on his left ear that was the same color as his eyes.

The most important thing is that this transfer student is not tall, looks to be around 1.3 meters tall at most, and has a rather childish face.

"This is the new transfer student, Chijiang. For some reason, Chijiang is two years younger than everyone else. Everyone should get along well with him." The head teacher wrote the transfer student's name on the blackboard, then asked him kindly, "Do you have anything to say, Chijiang?"

Two years younger, which means the transfer student is only ten years old? This is really rare.

The transfer student who had become the center of attention still had that cold look on his face. He just shook his head when he heard the words, probably not intending to say anything.

Zero, who was sitting by the window, didn't pay attention to anyone at first, and ignored the teacher and the transfer student alike. But at this moment, the class was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, but he seemed to hear a very, very small, strange sound coming from the direction of the podium.

[Okay, then - turn the unsociable child into a popular one, image transformation!]

Ling couldn't help but look up and look in the direction of the sound.

Then, the ice on the face of the cool-looking transfer student melted, and he smiled a lovely smile that captured almost everyone in the class, as bright as the sun outside the window.

"My name is Chijiang Nayue, I'm ten years old this year, I like my mother the most, and I hate the sweet curry rice made by my mother the most!" The black-haired boy with baby fat on his face said with a smile, "I am good at studying and sports, everyone is welcome to come and play with me. So please give me more advice in the next two months, I hope to become good friends with all my classmates!"

The classroom fell into a brief silence. A few seconds later, a burst of strange noises broke out. Listening carefully, one could make out that they were all the classmates saying "oh huh", "wooo" and "ah ah ah" and other meaningless onomatopeia. It was like walking into a zoo. The students under the podium looked very excited.

——So cute, transfer student!

However, it was only at this moment that Zero, who happened to look up, saw clearly that the transfer student, who was introducing himself with a sunny and cheerful face just a second ago, suddenly lost all expression as soon as he finished speaking, and the little fists at his sides looked like they were clenched very tightly.

Zero suddenly became interested and began to look at the transfer student with scrutiny.

As he watched, his heart skipped a beat.

The transfer student looked like he was just standing there normally, but Zero had just simulated in his mind what it would be like to attack him at this moment, and he realized that the student was standing in a posture that was perfect for defending against most attacks for a person of that size - if he had enough strength.

His eyes flickered from the transfer student's exposed arms and legs under his shorts, and he frowned.

...But there were no signs of training, and the limbs were so slender that they looked like they could be broken easily by him.

So that pose was just a coincidence?

Zero's gaze continued to move upwards, but suddenly stopped when it scanned the transfer student's face.

The other person seemed to have been staring at him, so their line of sight collided in mid-air without any obstruction.

In the classroom of the elementary school, the seats are arranged in pairs. However, now it is the graduation season, so there are naturally not many empty seats left in the class, and it just so happens that——

"There's an empty seat next to Furuya-kun." The homeroom teacher lowered his head and asked the transfer student for his opinion. "Is it okay for you to sit there, Akae-kun and Furuya-kun?"

Zero saw the transfer student look away as if nothing had happened, and nodded indifferently while returning to his cool and arrogant demeanor.

Zero, who witnessed the other person's entire expression change, couldn't help but curl his lips, but seeing that he also had a desire to explore this transfer student who aroused his interest, he nodded as well.

There were suppressed gasps in the class again, as if many people thought this proposal was terrible.

After the transfer student really walked down and walked towards Zero, the boy who had complained to his friends before the transfer student came in finally stood up and took the initiative to invite him: "Akae-san, please sit with me!"

As he finished speaking, he felt Zero's cold gaze coming from the front, so he couldn't help swallowing and became more resolute in his thoughts.

Classmate Akajiang is so small, if he sits next to that guy, he will definitely die——! ?

The transfer student glanced up at him calmly, his expression showing neither agreement nor rejection, but his actions were straightforward—he walked to the seat to Zero's right and stopped.

[Is it my turn? Image——]

Zero heard the strange voice again, and it seemed to be slightly different from the previous one. He confirmed one thing, that both voices came from the transfer student, and he was the only one in the class who could hear it... Come to think of it, after the first voice appeared, did the transfer student's earrings change shape?

The transfer student suddenly interrupted the strange voice: "Thank you, but no thanks, I'll just sit here." He politely nodded and declined the classmate who took the initiative to invite him.

No one else thought there was anything wrong, but Zero's expression was a little subtle.

If he was not mistaken, the transfer student should have been prepared to ignore the guy behind him - sorry, he didn't even remember his name, but he suddenly changed his mind because of that mysterious voice?

"Ahem, let's continue with today's lesson!" The head teacher on the podium knocked on the blackboard and called back the attention of most of the students.

Ling didn't care much, but thinking about the previous incident when he was caught observing, he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​close inspection and returned his gaze to the blackboard.

Therefore, he ignored the strange look that the black-haired transfer student in the seat next to him gave him.

…

After a class, many classmates wanted to come over and chat with the transfer student, but unfortunately their next class was physical education, and they needed to change into gymnastics uniforms during the short break, so they could only watch the transfer student leave in a hurry with regret.

"Come to think of it, he just came here, where is the locker room?" Only after he left did someone remember this question.

"You don't have to worry about it." The others smiled and pushed him, "The teacher must have introduced it. Even if not, Chijiang will ask others."

"That's true."

No one among the classmates who were chatting casually noticed that Zero seemed to have left the classroom without anyone noticing.

At this moment, the transfer student who they were worried about getting lost has arrived at his destination after many twists and turns... in the shadow of the building behind the teaching building and connected to the small flowerbed.

It doesn't look like a place where you can change clothes.

As soon as she stood still, Chijiang Nayue reached into the small bag at her waist, and with a stern face, she took out a light purple egg from it. From the appearance, it looked like the kind of Easter eggs that often appear on Halloween, and there was a beautiful iris painted in the center of the eggshell.

It looks like an ordinary Easter egg.

"Don't play dead." Classmate Akae, who looked only ten years old at this time, said to the egg quietly, "Why don't we talk about [Image Transformation], Kenji-kun." The egg trembled in his palm for a few times in fear, and then slowly cracked a W-shaped crack in the middle, and then a head with half-long hair popped out. The little man tilted his head back, revealing his small and delicate face.

"I'm sorry, Nazuki-chan~" Hagiwara Kenji begged with a bitter face, "I just want everyone to know that Nazuki-chan was super cute when she was a child..."

Akajinazuki gently stroked the top of her friend's head, which had now grown to ten centimeters, with the tip of her index finger, and then mercilessly flicked his head.

"You obviously just want to see me having fun." He snorted, "And Jinping-kun, if I didn't say anything, would you also be planning to change my image?"

Another egg emerged from the waist bag. It looked like a deep blue like the deep sea, and the pattern in the center was... a half-opened cigarette chocolate.

"A kid should act like a kid." Matsuda Jinpei poked his head out of the egg, not feeling any remorse for his behavior, "I think Hagi did nothing wrong!"

Chi Jiang Na Yue sneered: "Yeah, you are not the one who needs to pretend to be a ten-year-old to attend elementary school, so of course you think it's okay, stupid curly."

"Who are you calling a stupid curly-haired guy?" Matsuda Jinpei was furious. He opened his eggshell and flew out, revealing his full appearance. He was wearing the police academy uniform, with a pair of sunglasses in his chest pocket. His curly hair fluttered unruly. "Little bastard!"

"Idiot natural curls!"

"Cool little devil!"

Hagiwara Kenji, who was initially shocked by the bullet, had completely forgotten about it. He breathed a sigh of relief and flew to the waist bag: "After becoming like this, both Jinpei and Nazuki have become much more emotional."

He sighed casually.

The other three eggs in the waist bag shook in agreement, and the head that popped out from the light golden eggs obviously belonged to Furuya Rei. He was about to say something, but suddenly stopped, and the two people who were still arguing over there also stopped talking tacitly.

Someone is coming.

Matsuda Jinpei quickly returned to the waist bag with Hagiwara Kenji, while Akae Nazuki leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, looking towards the dark passage on the right.

After a while, footsteps were heard over there, and the person who walked out was the blond-haired boy who had just become a new deskmate today.

"Hmm? Akae-kun, so you are here." Ling gave him a gentle smile and asked caringly, "Are you lost? I'll take you to the locker room."

Chijiang Nayue looked at him for a few seconds.

"Okay." He suddenly smiled and accepted the invitation.