I'm tired, break up

Friday, light rain.

It's [-]:[-] in the afternoon, not long after school, and it's time for club activities.

Yi Caiyu turned his head and looked out the window, watching the thin raindrops fall on the glass and then slide down slowly, his eyes were a bit illusory.

"What is senior scum doing now?" She glanced at the clock above her head, and couldn't help asking herself in a low voice, "Should you still be killing Miss Butterflies at the Insect Society?"

It's not because he was fascinated by the scum-senpai, but since the parting in the home economics classroom, the complete Fujiwara Yuki left a deep impression on Isshiroha.

In other words, Isshiroha finally saw the ruthless and indifferent side of Fujiwara Yuki as a scumbag.

His life hasn't changed much, it's still the classroom, the club, and the Fujiwara house. It's just that he no longer finds excuses to leave early to go to the service department during club activities, and he no longer stands at the gate of the school building to watch the Toyota Century go away. He no longer carried Mr. Pan's doll across the entire teaching building as if no one else was there, as if overnight, the pages in his life record about Yukinoshita Yukino were suddenly torn out.

On the contrary, Yi Caiyu would occasionally perform his duties as a wingman and go to the abandoned classroom for the senior scumbag to take a look.

But Yukino Yukinoshita doesn't seem to have changed much. She just reads every day, and occasionally looks up at the clouds in the sky. Yukihama Yui who invited Yukinoshita to taste the biscuits, and more often it was the black and white hugging bear with fierce eyes.

——What is the relationship between those two people?brother and sister?lover?confidant?Or strangers who only huddle together for warmth when they're cold?

Yi Caiyu propped her cheeks, thinking boredly.

"Isshiki! Someone is looking for you at the door!" The call of a girl in the same class attracted Isshiki's attention.

"Who?"

"I didn't say my name, but I'm just a tall, super handsome senior." The girl who sent the letter replied.

"A very handsome senior?" Isshi was shocked. "Is it blond?"

"Blonde hair? Do you mean Hayama-senpai in the second grade? No, that senior is much more handsome than Hayama-senpai, and he has black hair."

"Black hair, even more handsome than Hayama-senpai." Ishiroyu's expression collapsed for a moment, but immediately changed into a bright smiling face. "Ah! I remembered! So it's not Hayama-senpai, but Fujiwara-senpai? I hate it, really! Didn't I tell him not to come to my class to find me? Everyone will misunderstand!"

"Who is Fujiwara-senpai?" the girl asked curiously.

"It's a kind senior who helped me make up my lessons."

"Remedial lessons? Is that Fujiwara-senpai very academically capable?"

"Well, it's not very strong." Yi Caiyu waved his hand. "It's just barely taking the first place in a few grades."

"Oh! That's amazing! Isshiki, you are really popular." This is the voice of the girls around.

"Actually, it's okay, Matsushima-san, you are much cuter than me." Yi Shiyu answered with a smile while getting up, and walked lightly towards the outside of the classroom.

The handsome senior with black hair stood in the shadow of the corridor like a stone statue.

"Pre-senior-good afternoon!" Isshiroyu walked out of the classroom with Changyin, and she raised her right hand high, as if she wanted to give Fujiwara a high-five.

"So you always look like this in front of people?" Fujiwara Yuki looked down at Isiroba indifferently, as if watching a golden retriever performing tail biting.

"Don't worry about it so much, senior!" Yi Caiyu took another step closer, and said in a low voice, "Give me a high five, it's embarrassing to be the only one raising my hand."

"I refuse, I don't want to do such a move that is easily misunderstood." Fujiwara Yuki replied, "If you feel embarrassed, you can put your hand down."

"Wouldn't it be more embarrassing for me then?" Isiroba puffed up her cheeks, and she grabbed Fujiwara Yuki's right hand and patted it forcefully. "If you don't want to be misunderstood, then senior, why don't you come to my classroom door to look for me?"

"I don't want to come to you unless necessary." Fujiwara pushed his glasses. "Isshiki, let me ask you, since I promised to help you make up your lessons, did Mr. Hiratsuka ask you about your homework when chatting with you?"

Yi Seyu was taken aback for a moment, and she shook her head. "No."

"Not once?" Fujiwara Yuki asked again.

What kind of necessary thing is this?

Yi Caiyu was a little puzzled, but nodded obediently. "Usually when we meet, we talk about how scary you are, senior. When it comes to studying, Mr. Hiratsuka never asked me once."

"I see, thank you." Fujiwara Zhi nodded, turned around and left without hesitation.

Isshiki Yu was taken aback for a moment, quickly ran two steps, and followed Fujiwara Yuki.

"Where are you going, senior?" Isshiroyu raised her head and asked. Fujiwara Yuki's stride was far ahead of her. She had to speed up her pace to walk side by side with the scumbag senior. Vibrant, lively, but also a bit hard.

Fujiwara Yuki glanced at her, and silently slowed down his pace.

"Go to Hiratsuka-sensei."

"Why are you looking for Hiratsuka-sensei?"

"Tell her clearly about the content and location of tonight's tutoring session."

"Senior, isn't he going to play hard to get?" After getting along for nearly a week, Yi Seyu has more or less adapted to being a wingman. "If you approach enthusiastically at this time, there is a risk of being discovered by Mr. Hiratsuka."

"No, because the situation has changed, so the plan has to change."

A color feather thought for a moment. "Is it because of the question senior asked me just now?"

"Hiratsuka Shizuka is an enthusiastic and responsible teacher. If there is a student in need of help, whether it is a student in her class or not, she will be willing to lend a helping hand. But you have met her so many times, she has never It’s not common sense that I didn’t ask you about your remedial lessons.” Fujiwara Yuki said, “In other words, she feels at ease about me helping you with remedial lessons.”

"Does it matter?"

"Based on this detail, Hiratsuka-sensei may know my credibility very well." Fujiwara Yuki said, "I suspect that if I don't notify her today, it will arouse her vigilance, thinking that I have set up a trap to wait for her. Into the urn, do you have ulterior motives?"

Yi Caiyu complained intentionally: "Don't you just have ulterior motives?"

"But what if Hiratsuka-sensei is simply careless?"

"That's okay, take this action as a reminder not to miss the appointment."

Yi Caiyu was completely convinced. "Senior is really cautious."

"Love is war, and details determine the success or failure of war." Fujiwara pushed his glasses.

In fact, there was another reason why he didn't tell Yishiroyu.

That is, Mr. Hiratsuka also has a good friend, and the name of that good friend is:

Yono under the snow.