The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"Hey, answer me quickly!"

Kuroki Hitomi kicked Yu Xian's childish arm with her little white silk feet. The ground was covered with a velvet blanket that exuded the scent of grass, and she took off her calfskin boots on the podium.

The young student Yu Xian looked at the music theory teacher standing next to the podium. Kuroki Hitomi immediately understood and waved his hand to let the teacher leave first. There is no disrespect for the teachers here. These teachers are all ace teachers under Dongda Art. , everyone is well aware of the profligate nature of these students. Anyway, they will still get paid even if they don’t attend this class. It all depends on the students’ wishes.

It's just that Kuroki Hitomi, who has always been obsessed with studying, would actually give up a class to talk to a teenager, which made the departing teacher somewhat incredible.

"You can say it now." Kuromu Tong nodded.

"Sorry, I can't tell you this." Yu Xian was very sincere. "Or you can choose to lend me your warrior and then ask me to answer who that person is."

Can it still be like this?

Doesn’t that mean I only get an answer?

Kuroki Hitomi narrowed his eyes and wanted to say something but gave up. Although every student in Class S was enjoying themselves, they each had their own secrets. The two of them were obviously not familiar enough to exchange secrets.

Yuxian Zhisheng sat down next to her: "How about it? Can we exchange it?"

"What if I ask you to play the piano without any clothes on?" Kuroki Hitomi smiled slyly.

"It's just the two of us, no problem. If there are more people, then it's beyond my ability."

"It's boring." Kuroki Hitomi pouted, "But your sincerity is fine, I agree to the exchange."

"By the way, there is one more thing. There is a misunderstanding between us, otherwise you wouldn't have lost your temper at me yesterday for no reason." Yu Xian said naively, "Someone must have said something to you before, right?"

"Principal Okuhata said you called me an orphan." Kuroki Hitomi squinted his eyes at Yuzuru.

Yu Xian turned his head naively, his eyes were open and honest: "He is framing me."

"I already knew." Kuroki Hitomi smiled, "So Okuhata received two beatings yesterday. I don't know who beat him for the first time, but the second time my samurai took action. The Okuhata family was in western Tokyo. He still had some face, so he didn’t destroy his hands and feet.”

"But this is not over yet. He framed you and took advantage of me. I will find another opportunity to beat him up." Hitomi Kuroki said boredly, "The position of vice principal is the Okuhata family's Okuhata-ryu male flower university. He was bought at a price to give him seniority, but I don’t care about that, he is nothing in my eyes.”

"Just leave it to me." Yu Xian said naively. The matter of Okuhata's false accusation against him is over, but Okuhata is still thinking about Yukiko, so this matter is not over yet. The dog must be beaten to the end, otherwise it will bite him again.

"Leave it to you, can you? You really don't act like a child when you say this." Kuromu Tong rolled his eyes.

"You don't look like that either." Yuxian said naively.

Kuroki Hitomi smiled and patted his shoulder, like a comrade in arms.

Yuxian smiled softly.

This little girl is a bit rude, but she is really nice.

"Let's go, I want your favor, but I will think carefully about what I want you to do." Kuroki Hitomi put on her calfskin boots and took Yu Xianzhisheng in the elevator all the way to the rooftop.

On the water tower above the rooftop, the long-haired warrior was lying on his back basking in the sun with a piece of grass in his mouth, struggling to play games on GAMEBOY. He pressed the buttons hard and screamed, as if he had a life-or-death feud.

Seeing Hitomi Kuroki coming over, the samurai put down the game console in frustration and roared: "I still can't jump over!!! Miss!"

Yuxian climbed up to the water tower and took the game console from his hand: "Let me do it."

Hitomi Kuroki also climbed up, and the three of them played the game side by side. The game character stopped on a hillside. It was unable to double jump as it strictly followed the program.

So I can't jump up.

Yuxian Zhisheng pressed the button for a long time, and a miracle suddenly happened. The game character summoned a flying knife. The flying knife stopped in front of the hillside. Then Yuxian Zhisheng pressed the jump button, and the character smoothly entered the next step. close.

"Okay." Yu Xianzhisheng returned the game console to the samurai.

Hitomi Kuroki and the long-haired samurai glared at each other, did they pass? I was so angry that I smashed a game console yesterday!

Kuroki Tong was overjoyed: "Yilong, follow him and agree to whatever he asks you to do."

The samurai named Yuan Heyilong widened his eyes: "Nani? Miss, don't you want me anymore? Ah, this life is meaningless, I'd better die!"

"Don't play tricks, this is an order." Heimutong said seriously.

Yuan and Yilong stood up, patted the dust on their buttocks, and raised their chins at Yu Xian: "Hey, boy, what do you want to take me to?"

Yuxian smiled innocently: "Gynecological hospital."

Women's Hospital?

Kuroki Hitomi stared at him with a wrinkled face.

It's impossible for him, a boy, to go to the gynecological hospital for no reason, unless he did something bad to another girl and couldn't fix it himself, so he could only borrow the power of a samurai.

But he doesn't look like a scumbag.

"Gynecological hospital?" Yuan and Yilong licked their lips, always feeling that something interesting was about to happen.

...

The car drove smoothly on the road.

Yuxian looked down at the time on his phone, then took out his homework from his schoolbag.

Yuan and Yilongren who were driving were dumbfounded. Just when they were looking for a boy to chat to kill their boredom, he actually took out his homework and started writing.

"With all due respect, are you making up for your homework?" Yuan and Yilong asked.

"Well, I didn't write last night." Yu Xian replied naively.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the homework is not handed in. When checking the homework in the morning, the female monitor did not report her name, but she promised that she would complete it before the afternoon. She must do what she promised and cannot just say it casually.

Just like Xuezi is not allowed to be naive.

Yuan and Yilong turned to look at Yu Xian's childish dark circles, and muttered: "It seems like you are working so hard. You have to make up for homework and go out to do errands."

"As long as I think it's right, I will do it." Yu Xian opened the car window and blew in the cool breeze to make himself more awake.

The car stopped at the entrance of the branch in Narita District, Tokyo.

Yuzuru, a junior student, took out a check from the Tokyo Daiichi Bank from the inner pocket of his school uniform, handed it to Yuan and Yilong, and said softly: "Go and withdraw the money. I can't go, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Yuan and Yilong took the check and flicked it. When they lowered their heads, they were shocked - Oops! Five hundred thousand yen, this boy is far more extraordinary than expected. How can a student of this age get so much money?

"Maybe they think I stole the money that the family used for business." Yu Xian ignored him after he finished speaking. He walked out of the car, took out the letter he wrote last night from his schoolbag, and put a stamp on it. Posted in a green-painted mailbox on the roadside.

In addition to the letter written last night, there was also a little money in the envelope, which was sent to Yukiko as [Tokishen]. People will grow up slowly, and many things will change during the growth process. This letter is only part of the entire plan. A small part, but it was the first step to change her.