People Start Clocking in Tokyo

Kawai Ryul looked at the silent Mitaka. Basically, the people who lived in Sakura Shonai for a long time knew what was going on between the two of them, but no one was very helpful with this kind of thing. In particular, Mitaka had a self-esteem comparison. The strong one, but now Kawai Ryu doesn't want to get involved with this matter, she turned her head and looked at Shiina really white behind her, she has more urgent things.

　　 "Kanda-san, you should be in the same class as Asama-kun." Kawai Ryu looked at Kanda Sorata next to her. She actually didn't have much impression of Kanda Sorata, and she didn't even say a few words. In her eyes, Kanda Sorata was similar to all the boys she had ever met, and there was nothing worthy of special attention.

"Yeah, yes, Kawa Contract Studies." Kanda Sora is not used to talking to Ka Hiryu. Although he feels that Kawa Contract Studies and Shiina's feelings are somewhat similar, Kawa Contract Studies can be particularly strong sometimes, especially her eyes. When she was serious, the light in her eyes made people afraid to look straight.

　　 "I'm looking for him, something is going on." Kawai Ryu turned his head and glanced at Shiina Mashiro next to him, and asked Kanda Sorata again.

　　 "I heard him say that he seems to have a part-time job after school, but I should be back later." Kanda Sora remembered that Mr. Asama had mentioned his part-time job before. It should be a family restaurant not far from the school.

　　 "It's really white, wait." Kawai had no choice but to look at Shiina helplessly.

　　 "........." Shiina Masashi lowered his head in frustration.

"What? Ms. Shiina Mashiro has something? Is it something anxious? If........if possible, then I........" Kanda Sora saw Kawai Ryu and Shiina Mashiro. People's reaction finally understood, it was not that Kawai Ryu had something to look for Asama-kun, but Shiina was looking for him.

　　 Shiina Mashiro turned his head to look at Kanda Sorata who stood up suddenly. He was a little puzzled. He didn't say anything. He turned his head to look at Kawai Ryu next to him, and gently pulled the corner of her clothes.

　　 "Aoba!" Shiina Mashiro shook his head at Kanda Sorata, and said to Kahiri with affirmative tone again.

　　 "Well, then wait for Asama-kun to return." Kawai nodded when he heard Shiina's request, and took Shiina's hand and left the restaurant.

　　 Kanda Sorata looked at Shiina who was leaving, and she hadn't seen her face face to face from beginning to end. Kanda Sora clenched his fists too tightly, his expression full of unwillingness and jealousy.

　　 Why is Asama-kun always Asama-kun? I met her on the same day, and I even met Shiina Mashiro more often, so why don't you look at me more.

　　 Mitaka looked at Kanda Sorata in silence, and sighed helplessly. He could understand Kanda's feeling in his heart to some extent, but this was not the reason for jealousy. Going on like this will have no effect except burning one's own sanity.

Thinking of Mitakahito laughed at herself, what qualifications do I have to judge others? Isn’t what I’m doing is actually a complete scumbag? I think I’m wise to let her give up, but what about myself? Able to pass this hurdle in my heart.

　　 Mitaka looked at the cabbage in his hand, feeling a little pain in his heart, and Kanda Sorata next to him, aren't the two of them a pair of losers.

　　 He stood up and patted Kanda Sorata on the shoulder, and left the restaurant without saying anything.

"..." Kanda Sora looked at the back of Mitaka Hitoshi, wondering what the last expression he had just meant, he looked at the empty restaurant, suddenly startled in his heart, his face turned White, sweat burst out on his forehead, think about the expression of Mitaka Hitoshi's departure just now...

　　 "Does Senpai know what I'm thinking?" Kanda Sora thought too flustered, biting his lip unconsciously.

　　 "What kind of expression did I have just now? What did Mitaka-san know? Why didn't he tell me something? What did Senpai's last expression mean?"

　　 Kanda Sora's brain was too messy, and his heart was beating wildly. He finally woke up and remembered what he had said just now.

"What does Mitaka-san know? Will he tell Chihiro-sensei? Will he tell Uei Kusaki-senpai? Will he tell Asama-kun? Will he tell... Shiina-san "Kanda Sorata's brain is completely unable to think. He leaned on the dining table with his hands, and his head was full of sweat from excessive panic and nervousness.

　　 Now Kanda Sorata’s psychology is like the secret he has hidden for a long time is suddenly discovered. It seems that when he was running naked with his face covered, he was grabbed off the mask, and he was surrounded by acquaintances.

　　 "I..." Kanda Sorata's face became more and more ugly.

　　 "Meow~~"

　　 "............" Suddenly I was awakened. Kanda Sorata burst into a cold sweat again, felt the feeling of rubbing at his feet, and looked down.

"Hikaru! Are you... are you hungry?" Kanda Sora picked up Hikaru at his feet, and slumped on a chair as if he was relieved. Since moving into Sakura Village, he has It's not him more and more, maybe it's really a mistake to come here.

　　 Thinking of here, Kanda Sora looked at the small light in his hand, and the memory began to drift away.

　　 "Maybe I should have listened to Aoyama-san..."

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　　 Kanda Sorata, whose memories are over, looked at Asama-kun with a complicated expression.

"That's it, okay, then I know, I will go there after class is over." Aoba nodded at Kanda Sora, then he returned to his seat, feeling a little strange in his heart, Ka Helu What would happen to Shiina Shiba to find yourself? Could it be that Shiina was in trouble? It shouldn't be so. Or did you steal bread from a convenience store? But I also paid for the food yesterday, so I shouldn't use it up in a day.

　　 "Dingling, jingle, jingle~"

　　 "Okay, class is over, everyone should go back to their seats." Miyu Miyazaki walked into the podium and shouted at the still messy classroom below.

　　 "Well, please turn to page 57 today, let's continue." Miyu Miyazaki took out the chalk and started writing on the blackboard.

"Sure enough, daily life is still indispensable." Aoba looked at the podium, wearing a standard light gray professional suit, with a beautiful body, and a beautiful waterfall of jet black hair fixed behind her head by a pink hairpin. As she turned around, her wagging hair kept shining with charming light.

　　 A pair of half-rim glasses hung on her straight and delicate nose, and from time to time she would use her white fingers to push it a few times. It might be that the frames of the glasses were a little uncomfortable.

Aoba looked at Ms. Miyazaki with a sigh. He just remembered that in fact, based on his mental age, he should be about the same as her. Why didn't she find her so beautiful last time? With the lips that seem to be smeared with light red lipstick. Opened and closed, listening to what she spit out from her mouth...

"Differential here, the **** of a certain point on the curve, in the past when calculating the average rate of change ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ usually need to find two points on the curve, so that you can calculate the **** of the straight line connecting the two points, so Here, make one point close to the other point, and then you can calculate the **** at a certain point."

　　 "huhuhu~"

　　".........."

　　 "So, everyone can see here that it is the rate of change of the function at this point. Using this principle, you can correctly draw this cubic function graph."

　　 "huhuhu~"

　　 "..." Kanda Sorata.

"..." Miyu Miyazaki squeezed slightly pained brows, and looked helplessly at Asama Aoba, who was already asleep below, feeling a little helpless. If someone else dared to be in his class. Sleeping, I have never seen how to write dead words.

　　 But now the problem is that Asama Aoba is sleeping, she doesn't know what to do, she really doesn't want to care about this guy. Although she, as the head teacher, has the responsibility to urge students to study hard, but thinking of this guy's academic ability, Miyazaki's heart is full of frustration.

Since the last time Asama Aoba directly gave four solutions to her difficult question, she copied it and took it to ask her mentor. Then she regretted it. After seeing her at that time, her mentor, I thought it was a difficult problem solved by a mathematician.

　　 And after that, the mentor kept asking her who gave the answer. One of the answers that even the mentor could not think of, shocked her for a long time.

　　 But how can this fact be told by Miyazaki Miyu, a student who has just been in the first year of high school, or her student, has more knowledge and application than a master's graduate of her.

　　 She really can't afford this face!