For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

I was startled, my hands shook and the soup splashed all over the sheets.

But now I don't have time to control whether I will be scolded by the doctor!

"Big Brother?!" I turned my head, dumbfounded, "Why are you here?"

When I asked this, I stammered and almost bit my tongue.

"You're not quite right today, I'm not at ease, come and have a look," Neji walked into the ward, perhaps his face was too cold, and the temperature in the room dropped a lot, "Who is he?"

This kind of atmosphere of catching an adulterer in bed is too embarrassing, but Dazai is calm and can say hello without haste: "Good noon, Mr. Hyuga."

Although he didn't know who this person was, Neji nodded in response out of politeness.

"Big brother, he is the senior of our school," I thought about my words, "I accidentally injured him, and there is no one in his family who can come to take care of him, so I helped deliver the meals."

When Neji was admitted to Kyoto University, his brain was naturally not an ornament, and he quickly understood what "there is no one to take care of" means: "My sister has caused you trouble."

"No," Dazai said, "the elementary school girl took good care of me."

"She has been taken care of by us since she was a child, and she doesn't know how to take care of others," Ningci's attitude was particularly firm, "The medical expenses are our family's expenses, and then I will help you find a nurse until you recover. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

It looks like this is going to take me away, but...

I quietly reminded: "He hasn't eaten yet."

Ningji glanced at the ramen bowl on the bedside table, then walked out of the ward, and came back a few minutes later, next to a little nurse with her head lowered, her face slightly red, and her eyes were affectionate.

I:"…"

No, as expected of a big brother!

"Excuse me," Neji said indifferently, "it's this patient."

The little nurse was very nervous, and even felt flattered: "No problem, I'll take care of it... ah no, take care of him!"

Now that this is the case, I'm free, happy to say goodbye to Dazai and leave the hospital with Neji.

"Brother, I really have you," I asked, looking at Neji's profile, "how did you move that nurse?"

The latter was expressionless: "Just briefly explained the situation, 'A patient has inconvenient hands and feet and needs to be taken care of'. After that, I asked her if she would like to come with me, and she agreed."

"...Didn't say anything else?"

"no."

At that moment, I sincerely felt that it was great that my eldest brother was a straight man of steel, otherwise there would be another girl killer with a high risk factor in this world.

"By the way," Neji recalled something important, "who else knows about your beating?"

I recalled: "No, the teacher came to visit the senior last time. I wanted to say that I injured him, but the senior took the responsibility on himself."

If Dazai hadn't interrupted at the time, I might have remembered it.

Neji didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

I have a big heart, and I don't think about those messy things. I decisively dragged Ningji to the restaurant. At first, I said that I wanted to treat myself, but it turned out that it was his money.

It was a pity to go home so soon, so I dragged him to the playground again, and at night we went to the convenience store to buy some rough snacks. The next day, Ningji had to take the Shinkansen back to school. , I have to leave after lunch. Can I agree to that? That must not be agreed.

"Don't!!" I hugged Neji's arm and tried my best to pull it back, "Go to his **** university, you won't get it!"

My mother pulled my arm in the same posture: "What nonsense, it's all smoke from the ancestral grave to be admitted to Kyoto University, you apologize to me!"

"What good is there to go to a university where I can only see each other once a week, eldest brother and I are separated by thousands of miles. You can transfer to another school, eldest brother. You can choose any one from Yokohama. If you can't let your father build a school for you, it's right next door!"

"Xiao Teng, calm down," Dad stood aside with his sleeves rolled up, very speechless at this scene, "They are all sixteen years old, and you can't leave your brother so much."

"—Who is sixteen, only ten years old when you wipe a zero, and only one year old when you wipe another zero. It's the youthful years when the big brother needs to pee and play with mud everywhere!"

"...Zero doesn't wipe like this," Dad turned to look at Ningci, "Ningci, say a few words."

The big brother is probably used to it, and every movement is extremely skilled.

I saw him helplessly curled the corners of his lips, raised his hand, and gently scratched my nose: "Next time I'll be back earlier, be obedient."

 …

Too foul!

Every time he scratches his nose with a helpless and a little spoiled attitude, it is a crit to me!

"Oh," I let go of my hand reluctantly, "remember to bring me new clothes next week, I really want to see what it's like when you squeeze in among the girls to pick a skirt and then be questioned by others as a women's clothing tycoon. ."

Neji: "…"

Mom: "I didn't know for a while whether you loved your elder brother deeply or hated your elder brother deeply."

By the end of the weekend, my campus life was back on track.

But this time was different from usual, and I had to report to the student council.

After hearing that I received the recommendation letter from my teacher to join the student union, my parents still didn't believe it. The former's expression changed less than that of Neiji, and even if I didn't believe it, I didn't show much, but my mother was very honest and said, "Child. , are you threatening the teacher?" It directly dampened my enthusiasm.

What the hell, it's like I can't do anything but fight.

In order to prove that I am a wonderful woman with both civil and military skills, I went to the student union to report after class that day.

"Senior?" I was very surprised, "Shouldn't you be resting in the hospital?"

Dazai sat at the table with his arm still in a cast: "You can move around already."

Next to him, a senior with orange hair who looked a little weak asked, "Hey, is Senior Dazai and Junior Sister very familiar?"

"Generally speaking..." Dazai thought for a while, "Is he supposed to have met his parents?"

Big guy: "Ha-?!"

I hurriedly waved my hand: "No, no, I just met my brother, not my parents!"

The other party took advantage of all kinds of loopholes: "Xuemei means that I can see your parents?"

"..." I froze, "Senior, you are sexual harassment."

But I have to admit, I feel a lot more relaxed than when I first walked in.

Kunikida-sensei probably said hello in advance, but another senior didn't read it carefully after getting the recommendation letter, and instead introduced himself.

"My name is Tanizaki Junichiro, and I'm the secretary of the student council." He stretched out his hand and said softly, "Please advise me in the future, junior."

I also stretched out my hand and held it: "Please give me more advice and take the liberty to ask, what is the relationship between the senior and Tanizaki Naomi?"

The boy suddenly became flustered, scratched his face on the way, and replied embarrassedly, "She is my sister."

? ? ?

But your reaction doesn't look like your sister at all!

"Well, it's my sister," the senior who was sitting directly opposite with his legs on the table seemed to see through my thoughts, "'Oh, why do you doubt this, we are real brothers and sisters, right? Oh my lord', everyone who asked questions was answered like this."

Tanizaki was very frustrated: "Senior Luanbu..."

I don't understand the mystery of it, but Naomi's voice that this rude senior just learned is really bursting!

"It's better not to step on the minefields of the student union, senior." The only senior sister present leaned forward and hooked her fingers at me with a smile.

I walked forward ignorantly, but in the next second she took my hand and traced the back of my hand with her fingertips: "It's a very suitable seedling for autopsy."

I:"?!!"

What is going on with this student council, who exudes a strange aura from the inside out!

It's too late to leave now, I'm officially a member here and I've been assigned to the sports department not long after.

The daily work of the sports department is very simple. It checks the gymnastics between classes and gives scores. Occasionally asks the students about their requirements for extra-curricular sports activities, summarizes their opinions and reports them to the minister. Only when the competitions are held, they will be busy.

One day at noon, I was thinking about my ministry when Naomi suddenly turned around and pleaded with tears in her hand, holding a bento: "I'm sorry Ito, my stomach hurts a bit, could you please send the bento to my brother? There, he was in Group B of the second year!"

"Ah, okay."

After I agreed, Naomi ran out of the classroom immediately.

I decided to deliver the bento first and then eat, so I went upstairs with the box, but I was forced to stop before I got to Group B in the second year—

"You mackerel is really haunted," a young man with a low ponytail said in a bad tone in the corridor, "It's really unappetizing to meet you at lunchtime."

"Me too," the person standing across from him was rather nonchalant. "I can't even eat the most delicious canned crab meat when I see slugs or something during lunch time."

The low ponytail boy didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he walked past him decisively, Dazai tilted his head slightly, and found me in a second: "Elementary school girl?"

My eyes were still away from the senior on the second floor, and it took a long time before I stepped forward and asked, "That one is the senior of Zhongyuan Zhongyao!"

Dazai didn't understand why I was so excited.

"Damn, I knew I should hold him to sign, even if I don't get the autograph, I can say a few words!" I couldn't hold back my excitement, "Senior Zhongyuan is so amazing, even our first-year students. I know it all!"

I heard that Zhongyuan Middle School also taught school bullies who bullied freshmen everywhere when he first entered the high school. Since then, the incidence of school violence has plummeted. Generally, students who fight fiercely will be feared by students, but he is completely an exception. His ability and unique personality charm have gained a large number of little fans and little fans. Every year, the love letters and gifts received on Valentine's Day are among the top three in the school!

Dazai's expression was a little subtle, and his tone of voice was also prolonged: "Hey - it turns out that the junior girl likes the type of Zhongyuan Zhongyao."

"Like? That's not it," I felt myself on fire. "I want to beat him."

"?"

"Senior Central Plains is now the most capable person in the high school department. As long as I defeat him, I will be the strongest in the school!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I noticed a small wound on the side of Dazai's neck: "Senior, are you injured?"

Dazai learned the location of the injury from the direction of my sight, and was about to touch it, but was suddenly interrupted by me: "Wait, hold this for me."

I stuffed the bento into his arms, then took out an OK bandage from my pocket: "You lower down."

The other party bowed down obediently, and I reached out my hand to remove the hair from his ear, tore off the tape, and put it lightly on the wound.

"Perfect." I retracted my hand and grinned.

Dazai thought thoughtfully: "I always feel that after being beaten by an elementary school girl, I don't even feel the injury anymore."

My smile froze - is that saying that because I hit so hard, little bumps like this are now completely unattractive to him? !

I was going to explain a few words, but he didn't continue to struggle with this topic, he just kept a slightly bent posture, and it was precisely because of this that he and I were almost face to face, with each other's figure reflected in our pupils, upon seeing this, I couldn't help but be silent for a while...

"Is the elementary school girl here to deliver something?" Dazai recalled the bento cloth, and said in a relaxed and pleasant tone, "Here."

"Ah... oh."

I took the bento, took a step back, and walked around him towards the destination.

-Depend on!

As I walked faster and faster, my face started to burn.

The old lady seems to have been teased!