Tokyo Rebirth: Start From Picking Up Sayu

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The next morning.

Sayu came to school alone.

Class 3 of the second year is still noisy and full of energy.

Everything seems to be normal.

Just when she was thinking this...

"Good morning, Ogiwara-san."

As if he had been waiting for her at her seat for a long time, the young man greeted her loudly with a clean smile on his face.

The clear voice spread throughout the classroom, attracting ridicule from several boys in the class.

"You started making love to each other early in the morning? Iwanami."

"Have you not started dating yet?"

"Work harder."

Kato Yusuke smiled indifferently and replied: "I don't have to worry about you, idiot."

After saying that, he threw a few rice balls over, which he bought at a convenience store before coming to school.

"Uh-huh, what is this?" The boy who took the rice ball in his hand asked in surprise.

"I bought breakfast for my future girlfriend, and the rest will keep your mouths shut."

"Oh~ Not bad."

"Lucky~"

"Thanks, "future girlfriend" classmate. "

Several boys said mischievously.

Sayu pursed her lips, walked quickly to her seat, and looked at someone sitting in her seat without saying a word.

"Don't look at me like that, I brought you breakfast."

Kato Yusuke stood up and made way for his seat, opening the plastic bag on the table to reveal the food and drinks inside.

The girl sat down on the chair with someone's residual warmth still on it. She stood up slightly deliberately, held up her skirt with her hands to cover her skin, and sat down again.

Then he said calmly: "I have already had breakfast, no need."

"Then let's have some drinks. There's pomegranate juice." Yusuke sat down in the empty seat in front of her.

Sayu didn't refuse this time. He took out the pomegranate juice from the carton, inserted the straw into it, and took a sip.

The two red lips held the straw. As Lilac's uvula sucked hard, the sweet and sour juice spread out and spread throughout the mouth.

Kato Yusuke took out a fried chicken rice ball and started eating it.

"Why don't you go back to your seat and eat?"

"Aren't knights always by the princess's side?"

"...Shameless, how can you feel like a knight?"

"You haven't denied your identity as a princess. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"...Obviously you brought it up first." The girl frowned unhappily, biting the straw.

Kato Yusuke took a bite of the rice ball and asked, "Didn't you go to school with Yuko today?"

"She sent a message saying that she would be a little late today and asked me to come to school first."

Yusuke couldn't help but stop his movements, and his expression became slightly solemn.

"What happened?"

"Why do you sound like something bad is going to happen?"

"Did she say she wanted to take a leave of absence?"

"I don't think so."

"Can you contact her?"

"Yes, yes, but why...?"

"Do as I say first."

Although he felt that his worries might be unfounded, Kato Yusuke still felt that it was necessary to confirm Yuko's condition.

Feeling the seriousness in his words, Sayu didn't hesitate anymore and immediately took out his mobile phone and started making calls.

Time seemed to become longer in an instant.

Both of them waited quietly for the moment the call was answered.

at this time……

Jingle bell bell—

A fast-paced cell phone ringtone came from the front door of the classroom.

Not only did it attract their attention, but other students nearby also looked over subconsciously.

A petite and slender figure appeared there.

She was wearing a white shirt and a brown plaid skirt, and her long, carefully taken care of hair hung neatly behind her shoulders, exuding a jet-black luster.

The bangs in front of her forehead were parted to both sides according to the ratio of one to nine, revealing a smooth forehead with very fair skin.

The girl is neither short nor tall, and her hands and feet are very slender.

The small face is painted with light makeup, and the maroon eyes are big, round, and very bright.

She lowered her chin timidly and nervously grasped the strap of the shoulder bag in front of her with both hands.

Like a deer that accidentally entered the tiger's den, there was a little uneasiness hidden in his eyes.

At this moment, he was looking at the classroom hesitantly, his behavior full of embarrassment.

The noisy classroom suddenly became audible.

pia…

There was a subtle sound of pencil lead breaking somewhere.

Jingle bell bell bell.

The long-haired girl hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and turned it to silent. After taking a look at the screen, she looked towards the window again, with a reassuring smile on her face.

"sand……"

Just as she was trying to say hello...

"I say you--"

"So cute."

"Are you here to find someone? Let me help you~!"

The boys around him gathered around him enthusiastically and started talking to each other.

Face this scene.

"Eh heh... no, that... this... I..." The girl seemed to be frightened and stepped back repeatedly, stammering and not knowing what to say.

"Oh! It's my type~!"

"Hey, can you tell me your name?"

"By the way, are you a first grader? I don't think I've seen you in school before."

"No, so, so... that, you misunderstood, everyone...!"

"so cute!"

"Like a small animal."

"Excuse me, do you have a boyfriend?"

Just when several boys became excited because of the girl's nervousness...

"——Yuko! Come to me."

Accompanied by the awe-inspiring and beautiful sound, a slender figure suddenly squeezed between them, grabbed the girl's wrist, and led her away from the encirclement.

"First Evolution"

"Ah, the cute girl escaped..."

"Wait, is she your friend? Ogiwara-san."

"We don't mean any harm, please introduce us to me."

The boys who saw the visitor's face complained one after another.

At this time, a somewhat playful male voice suddenly sounded.

"That girl is Yuko Masaka, can't you and the other classmates tell her apart?"

"...Huh? Classmate?"

"What are you talking about? Iwanami."

"How could such a cute girl be that rustic girl?"

The boys looked over in confusion and unanimously denied it.

Kato Yusuke sneered and did not argue with them. He just said "stupid" with contempt, and then walked towards the two girls.

Follow the direction he is going.

Everyone also saw the scene there clearly.

And when they saw Iwanami joining the conversation calling "Yuko", and the girl responded to him quite naturally.

The whole classroom fell silent at first.

Immediately afterwards——

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-!?!?”

Instantly exploded into a pot.

"That rustic girl with glasses...!"

"Is there anything so cute?"

"That's ridiculous!"

Whether they were boys or girls, almost everyone looked there in disbelief.

The invisible pressure caused by the sight, let alone Yuko, even Sayu couldn't help but feel his body sinking, as if the density of the surrounding air suddenly increased, making people breathless.

However, this feeling quickly disappeared as a slender figure stood in front of them, blocking everyone's sight.

"Are you okay?" Kato Yusuke asked.

"Um……"

"No, it's okay..."

Sayu and Yuko nodded one after another, both of them had an unreal feeling. The peaceful daily life suddenly became unrecognizable, and there was a feeling of disharmony everywhere.

Seeing their reactions, Yusuke smiled and looked at Yuko, nodded affirmatively, and said:

"This outfit suits you very well, Yuko. In my heart, I feel almost 1/3 of Sayu's heart."

Hearing this...

"Thank you... Iwanami-san."

Masaka Yuko couldn't help showing a shy expression, and explained in a low voice:

"This is because there happens to be a hair salon downstairs from my house, so yesterday I was thinking about trying it... and the result... wouldn't it be weird?"

"——Not surprising at all!"

Sayu put his hands on her shoulders and said in a serious tone: "It suits you very well, Yuko, have confidence!"

"I-that's it...thank you." Yuko stretched out her fingers and scratched her cheek, smiling shyly.

Kato Yusuke turned to look behind him, and what he saw was a pair of eyes full of surprise and suspicion, mixed with some subtle curiosity.

The boys were peering behind him, trying to match Yuko Masaka today with the girl in their memory, their expressions looking quite funny.

Snap.

He clapped his hands to attract the attention of the boys and said jokingly: "Staring at girls with such a pig face will only scare others. You should act more confident, you idiots."

"What! How dare you say that?"

"Damn it, people who call others stupid are stupid!"

"Iwanami is right. They are all high school students. They are noisy and immature at all." A certain boy suddenly said seriously.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Then...

"Asshole, you were the one who screamed the loudest just now!?"

"There seems to be a traitor among us?"

"Gentlemen, kill him first!"

Several people were laughing and joking together.

The humorous atmosphere distracted some of the attention.

Kato Yusuke turned around and focused his attention on Sayu and Yuko again.

Feeling a little thirsty, he picked up the pomegranate juice on the table and drank it.

The sweet and sour juice enters the mouth and is filled with aroma.

"...That's mine, right?" Sayu glanced at him.

"Yeah." Kato Yusuke nodded, unmoved.

After staring at his face for a while, the girl silently withdrew her gaze and stopped paying attention to him.

It's quite a bit like trying to get someone out of your way...

It just so happened that the bell for the morning shift meeting rang at this time.

Students returned to their seats.

Teacher Shibata walked into the classroom with a bulging belly, stood on the podium, and looked around the class.

"I will announce something next."

He cleared his throat and said: "Because the classmate who was the class president before is sick and has taken a leave of absence. Next, we need to elect an acting class president. Is anyone willing to serve?"

"Teacher." A student in the audience raised his hand, "Wouldn't it be better to just let the deputy monitor serve?"

"I have already talked with Taniguchi-san about this matter."

Mr. Shibata continued: "Everyone knows that this year's men's basketball club is very competitive. In order to keep them in good condition, it is not suitable to hold the position of deputy squad leader."

"So that's it..."

"Doesn't that mean that the squad leader and deputy squad leader have to be re-elected?"

"I always feel like it's very troublesome..."

The students started chattering.

"Quiet."

Teacher Shibata knocked on the podium and straightened out the discipline.

"Then, if anyone wants to be the squad leader, please raise your hand."

His eyes scanned the entire place.

The audience was quiet. The students who had been noisy just now lowered their heads and stared at their desks, turning a deaf ear.

Obviously, no one wants to take over this troublesome matter.

In this regard,

Teacher Shibata seemed to have expected it. After a pause, he said: "Since no one volunteers, let's decide by drawing lots."

Finished speaking.

An opaque cardboard box was placed on the table with a thud.

Seeing this, the reactions of the boys aside, the girls secretly looked around in private, as if to spy on each other's movements, but there was no positive reaction.

"There are everyone's student IDs in this box, and the person I drew is the acting monitor." Teacher Shibata said calmly, reaching into the box.

There was a commotion in the class.

However, this was a fair method, so although the students were unhappy, they did not express any objection.

At this time——

"Teacher, can you recommend me? I recommend Yuko Masaka."

A certain girl suddenly said this, and was immediately recognized by another girl.

"Second, Masaka-san seems to be very suitable for this kind of job."

"……Huh?"

Unexpectedly, someone would suddenly call her name. Yuuko was obviously at a loss and didn't know how to respond.

"Just do it, Masaka, aren't you very good at preparation~?"

"She does look very prepared."

There was a bit of teasing in the words.

Kato Yusuke looked sideways and saw that the two girls who were following Yuyue were speaking.

I think they are called Kaga and Ebina...

He squinted his eyes slightly as he recalled, and his eyes swept over the face of Youyue who had her arms crossed but said nothing, unable to confirm whether this was her handwriting.

Perhaps they were unhappy with Yuko being in the limelight, and Kaga and Ebina were obviously trying to label her, both openly and covertly.

To say that this situation is actually easy to solve, as long as the teacher continues to insist on the lottery arrangement, then those who are cautious will naturally stop.

And Mr. Shibata did exactly this, except——

"Student number 16, Yuko Masaka."

When he sang out the student number in his hand and the name corresponding to that student number...

The atmosphere in the class suddenly became weird.

Many people first showed expressions of relief, and then invariably looked at Yuzi on the seat.

Either sympathy, or indifference, or playfulness...

Yuuko looked even more uneasy under all kinds of gazes.

At this time——

Roon, roam, roam.

The dull sound of chairs dragging the floor echoed in the back row of the classroom.

"teacher."

Kato Yusuke stood up, raised one hand and said in a hearty voice: "I want to be the monitor."

"...Iwanami, why didn't you say anything just now?" Teacher Shibata frowned dissatisfied.

"Sorry, I've been thinking about the candidate for the deputy squad leader, so I was delayed for a while."

"The candidate for deputy squad leader?"

"right--"

Kato Yusuke nodded affirmatively, with a smile on his face, and said in a soft tone: "I recommend Ogihara-san to be the deputy monitor."

After hearing this, Mr. Shibata's eyes twitched and his face darkened, but he did not reject it immediately, but turned his gaze to the window.

"Does Ogiwara-san think so too?"

Regarding this…

Sashimi glanced at Yuko tenderly, and then took a deep look at someone.

Under everyone's gaze, the girl slowly stood up from her seat with a loud voice.

"If no one else is willing to take it, I can do it."

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