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Chapter 51 So, Bai Shijing was flushed red by the memories(1/2)

The continuous rainy season has come to an end, and even the heavy rains are gentler than in previous days.

In the early morning, members of the baseball club ran on the playground in the rain.

This year, in order to show their determination to win the championship, everyone sharpened their will and shaved their heads.

The bald heads were swaying in the rain, which looked quite spectacular.

"Dominate Koshien!"

"Dominate Koshien!"



The loud slogans tore through the rain curtain, and the entire Purple Sakura Academy could hear such sounds.

Looking through the glass, Izumi Toru looked at Narumi Amakusa, the only one with hair running at the front, and curled his lips.

You're the only one who's special, right?

However, the two girls running with Amakusa Narumi made him very concerned.

Ayumi Mano is Amakusa Narumi's childhood sweetheart, and Bai Yueguang is the only person he cares about. Izumi Tetsu is happy to see her get together with her best friend.

But that Asami Minami of the sprint club...

Izumi Toru was silent for a long time.

Forget it, even admonishing will probably have the opposite effect.

If she's willing to hit the wall, go ahead.

A high school romance has to be a little bloody to be unforgettable.

Maybe Narumi will learn from me and want them all?

Maybe Aunt Chinatsu will laugh very happily by then.

At this time, Bai Shijing finally processed all the files.

She stood up and walked to Izumi Toru and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Izumi Toru said meaningfully: "I am watching the rising stars of future scumbags."

Snapped!

Bai Shijing slapped him on the head.

"speak nicely!"

"Oh..." Izumi Toru rubbed his head, and then answered honestly: "I'm watching the baseball team run."

"What's there to see?" Bai Shijing pouted, "Why are you here so early today? And why are you looking for me?"

"It's been a long time since I've been scolded by you. I always feel like something is missing..."

Click!

Click!

Bai Shijing moved his wrist twice and sneered: "You only have one chance to survive."

Izumi Tetsu immediately bowed.

"I'm sorry, I was just joking! Please don't take it to heart. In fact, I'm here to ask for leave on Baitiao's behalf."

Bai Shijing lowered his raised fist.

She frowned, a little worried.

"Did she catch a cold? Is the illness serious? Remember she came to Tokyo alone, right? Who will take care of her?"

Izumi Toru scratched his face and turned his head, not embarrassed to look at her.

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Bai Shijing couldn't help but kick him.

"Izumi, aren't you her best friend? Why don't you care at all? Otherwise, you can also ask for leave to go see..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Shijing suddenly realized something was wrong.

It's just a day off, why does Izumi look so guilty?

She narrowed her eyes and asked, "What happened?"

Izumi Tetsu's face turned red.

He always felt a little embarrassed in front of her.

So, he turned his head and said hesitantly: "Oh, almost..."

Bai Shijing felt more and more something was wrong.

"What does almost mean?"

"Just, just about..."

The more Izumi Tetsu behaves, the more she wants to know.

So, she stretched her arms and asked with a smile: "To say it, or not to say it?"

Izumi Toru sensed the danger.

But this kind of thing...

While he was hesitating, Bai Shijing's slender fingers pressed on his shoulders.

"Izumi, my grip strength is very strong..."

Izumi closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.



Although there was no one in the office, Izumi Toru still looked around to make sure no one was behind him, then he leaned close to her ear and said: "Well, that... it's true that I feel unwell, but, it's not

Sick, but, but..."

Bai Shijing's expression changed from confusion to shock, and finally to shame and anger.

With her cheeks red, she glared at him fiercely and started punching and kicking him.

"Why are you telling me this kind of thing?! Huh?! Who told you to say that! I'm a teacher! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"

While Izumi Toru resisted hesitantly, he said innocently: "Don't fight, don't fight, it's not what you want to ask me..."

Bai Shijing's movements gradually stopped.

"Oh...yes, that's right."

Izumi Toru rubbed his sore shoulders and arms and muttered: "If it were any other teacher, I would report it to the school board for corporal punishment of students..."

The woman's brows immediately rose.

"What did you say?!"

In order to avoid being beaten, he hurriedly pointed at her forehead and said, "Huh? You seem to have wrinkles on your brow!"

"What?!"

Without bothering to reprimand Izumi Tetsu, Bai Shijing hurriedly took out a mirror from the table and began to observe carefully.

"Why are there wrinkles? I go to bed early and get up early every day and never stay up late. Where is it? Where is it? Ah, I see it, it's over, it's over! It's over! What should I do, what should I do, ahhhh!"

The beautiful female teacher became more and more worried, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and there were more and more "wrinkles".

After a while, she turned around and looked at Izumi Tetsu with tears in her eyes.

"Izumi, what should I do...I'm getting old..."

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

"Really!" Bai Shijing's eyes lit up immediately. She immediately stood up and grabbed Izumi Toru's hand and asked, "What is it? Teach me!"

Izumi Toru pulled her back to her workstation, pressed her down on her seat, picked up the mirror, pointed it at her face, and said, "Think of something happy."

"oh."

Bai Shijing thought for a moment about the happy things.

Lots of cakes...

Suck!

The woman, who was almost drooling, hurriedly shook the tempting cake out of her mind.

Think of other happy things.

When Izumi was a kid...

[Don’t worry, my sister is super cute]

【I'm not lying】

【When I grow up, I will...】

Bai Shijing's brows stretched, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously.
To be continued...
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