When he was about to enter the tram stop, a newspaper from a newspaper vendor next to him caught Aoye's attention.

I saw a large photo hanging on the front page of the newspaper, which was exactly the heroic posture of several people riding horses on horseback on the field.

Qingye's heart moved and stopped in front of the vendor.

Bet * Horse? Maybe this is a good way to make money!

Thinking of this, Qingye bought all the newspapers related to gambling on the vendor, packed them up and put them in his schoolbag, and then walked into the tram station.

In this way, people on the tram saw a strange scene. A high school student wearing a school uniform looked like he was usually only a man who could read the newspaper.

Several girls who were wearing private Harukawa college uniforms like Aoba even pointed and whispered to Aoba, but Aoba didn't care about all this at all.

The schoolbag was bulging by the newspaper, and part of it was exposed outside the schoolbag. There was also a newspaper leaf in his hand. He walked into the campus thoughtfully, obviously savoring the information about gambling in the newspaper.

After entering the class, sitting down in his seat, Qingye, who felt some kind of vision, looked up to the side.

A boy wearing glasses was looking at himself with a strange look.

Aoye smiled friendly. The boy who was originally a little panicked because of his discovery calmed down slightly under Aoye's smile and smiled back.

I have an impression of this boy wearing glasses Aoba, because I was not because the boy with glasses was chosen as the class monitor yesterday because of his excellent grades, but because he has been looking at himself with such strange eyes since yesterday.

As for his name, what is it?

Just as Aoba recalled the boy's name, the boy wearing glasses seemed to have made up some determination, and his movements were a little stiff and he stood up and walked towards Aoba.

"Good morning, classmate Uesugi." The boy greeted with a little nervousness.

"Good morning, class monitor! Can you ask your name?" Aoya asked.

"I am Yuma Ishihara, please give me some advice." The boy named Yuma Ishihara immediately introduced himself.

"Oh, it turns out it's Yuma Ishihara." Aoye nodded.

"Wait, if I remember correctly, haven't I introduced myself yesterday?" Yuma Ishihara said strangely.

"Sorry, I didn't listen carefully at that time." Aoye said indifferently.

"Uechuang is really a special person." Yuma Ishihara said with a reluctant smile.

"I will regard this as a compliment." Aoye replied with a smile.

The two chatted endlessly for a while, Yuma Ishihara pretended to be careless and asked, "Does Uesugi believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"Maybe there is! Who knows!" Qingye replied ambiguously with a moving heart.

Then the two chatted for a while. As the bell rang, Yuma Ishihara turned around and returned to his seat, and Aoba looked at him thoughtfully.

As a teacher, Yuka Mizuki was teaching on the podium, while Aoba was blatantly reading the newspaper in her seat.

He spread the newspapers rolled up from his schoolbag on the table one by one, and Qingye even opened them with a newspaper in his hand, as if he was sitting on the sofa at home, crossing his legs and holding the newspaper in his hands, carefully reading the information on gambling.

It’s a pity that this place is not at home, but in class, so his behavior attracted great attention. Not only did the classmates around him watch him whisper from time to time, but Yuka Mizuki on the podium also paid attention to him frequently.

But Qingye seemed to have not felt the teacher's sight on the podium, and continued to look at the newspaper unscrupulously.

So not long after class, Yuka Mizuki, as a teacher, couldn't stand his behavior.

"Uesugi Aoba, please don't read newspapers in class, okay?" Yuka Mizuki said in a suppressed voice while standing in front of Aoba.

"Why? I didn't seem to disturb others from attending the class, right?" Qingye frowned and looked up at Yuka Mizuki with dissatisfaction and said.

But I didn't notice that the trace of dissatisfaction actually drove the murderous aura in my body and instantly penetrated my body.

The murderous aura that had once been an emperor who had created a huge murderous killing flashed and was reacted and took it back. However, even if the trace of murderous aura that was leaked from carelessness was no longer something that ordinary people could bear.

So Yuka Mizuki, who was already aggressive, sat on the ground with her legs softened, and then tears flowed out involuntarily.

That's right, Yuka Mizuki was scared to tears.

Qingye said intimidatingly, trouble.

However, before he could make any moves, Yuka Mizuki, who was so scared by the murderous aura, recovered her power of action because Aoba put away the murderous aura again.

However, the fright she was just now was not so easy to heal. Instead, she completely exploded because she lost the suppression of murderous aura. Yuka Mizuki burst into tears, then got up from the ground, rushed out of the classroom, and ran away.

Fortunately, Qingye's murderous aura was only aimed at her, otherwise the whole class would probably be scared to tears now.

However, everyone in the class obviously would not know the truth. Everyone just saw the teacher crying and running away by Aoye. So at the same time when Yuka Mizuki rushed out of the classroom, the whole classroom burst into flames, and everyone immediately started to talk.

Aoba ignored what everyone in the class said, but just looked at Yuka Mizuki who was scared to death and ran away by herself, shook her head helplessly, got up and left the classroom, and followed from afar.

Under the eaves outside the teaching building, Yuka Mizuki sat on the steps, and she was sobbing quietly while wiping her tears.

Not long after she graduated, she still wanted to become a good teacher who could be friends with the students. But on the first day of her formal lecture, she was scared to cry by the students.

Yuka Mizuki felt that she was useless, and when she thought of this, she couldn't help crying again.

At this moment, a cold thing suddenly hit her face, which scared her, and a voice came, "Do you want to drink?"

Only then did she see clearly that what was pressing on her face was a can of iced oolong tea. At the same time, she also saw clearly that the person who handed the oolong tea to her was Qingye who scared her to cry.

The moment he saw Aoye, Yuka Mizuki instinctively remembered the fear he had just now, but was immediately replaced by a feeling of shame and anger.

As a teacher, I was actually scared and cried by the student's glare. This is really embarrassing.

Yuka Mizuki said, "You want to drink it." She snatched the oolong tea from Aoye in anger and started drinking it.
Chapter completed!