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Seiji entered the Motohana Middle Schooffice lady library for the first time today.

He joined Chiaki, Mika, and Kaori to participate in the study meet at the Drama Club.

Upon arrival, I saw several Drama Club memotherfucker er arrived.

Chiaki greets them and gives a brief introduction to both parties.

At this time, Seiji found that a handsome blue curly-haired handsome boy was pale and looked awkward.

He looked at the boy and determined that the memotherfucker er was the Schooffice lady Festival, and the Drama Club’s auditorium played the role of “Prince of Ice”.

At that time, the boy was very mindy. The grandeur was very good at the performance. Although it was not as good as Chiaki, it was excellent in terms of high schooffice lady student.

Now it is this way… What happened?

At this time Chiaki introduced the boy and said his name is “Fuuma Hiroshi”.

“Fuuma classmate, your face is not very good, is your body uncomfortable?” Chiaki also noticed the boy’s abnormality and asked.

“I’m fine… just a little sleepy, don’t care.” Fuuma smiled and said.

Just “a little sleep”? Seiji is suspicious.

Chiaki didn’t believe much, but when he saw that the other side obviously didn’t want to elaborate, he didn’t ask much.

After the introduction, the two sides greeted each other and sat down together.

After a while, the Drama Club memotherfucker ers came one after another, and Fukubuchou Shiho Shina came.

Under the pressure of “Devil Face” Shina, memotherfucker ers honestly study, ask questions if you have any questions.

The only one not in Study is Seiji.

He wrote a novel on the book. In order not to affect the surrounding atmosphere, let’s put out the textbook pretending to be in the form of Study.

Half an hour passed.

Just as Seiji was immersed in the plot, he suddenly heard a “plop” sound.

“Fuuma classmates!” There was an exclamation.

Seiji looked up and saw Fuuma Hiroshi fall to the floor.

Shina walked over to him, kneeling down and asking him to check the situation.

Other memotherfucker er and Seiji and others are worried about watches.

“Fuuma Kouhai fainted… I have to go to Infirmary.” Shina was stunned.

“Let me come.” Seiji stood up.

As the most lofty and tall, the best physical boy, he took this task for granted.

With the help of Shina and Chiaki’s, he picked up Fuuma Hiroshi and walked quickly to Infirmary. And two young girls followed him.

……

“He should be overworked.”

“Excessive?”

“Well, the body is tired and barely active, causing it to faint.” Kaede said to the Seiji trio, “No problem, you will wake up after a break.”

Memotherfucker er Nothing, Shina, who is Fukubuchou, is relieved.

Chiaki also showed a sad expression.

“Why are Fuuma students overworked?” Seiji was a bit curious.

“I don’t know… When I saw him yesterday, I felt that his face was a bit wrong, and he was normal last week.”

Chiaki said, then look at Shina.

“Fukubuchou, you know?”

Shina shook his head.

“I am here to guard Fuuma Kouhai, you go back to Study.”

She glanced at the memotherfucker er lying in bed and looked at Seiji again.

“Harano Kouhai, you just worked hard, thanks.”

“You’re welcome, Shiho Senpai.”

Seiji and Chiaki left Infirmary.

The two returned to the library and told others about Fuuma Hiroshi’s situation.

Everyone is relieved.

Then there is memotherfucker er, like Seiji, who is curious about why Fuuma is overworked and falls.

“Is Fuuma classmates working very hard?”

“If so, what kind of work is so hard? Why is he going to work?”

“Is it going to be something at home?”

“I don’t feel like it.”

Memotherfucker ers has a lot of talk.

If Shina is here, it will be suppressed at this time, but she is still in Infirmary.

“Oh… it seems that I am the only one who knows the truth.”

A slightly shorter red-haired boy put on a posture and said in a low tone.

Everyone looks at him.

Seiji recognized his voice at this time. This is the memotherfucker er of the Schooffice lady Festival.

“Nakashima classmate, do you know?”

“Well, Fuuma’s mysterious death mystery, I have seen it.”

“Don’t kill someone, he is not dead yet!”

“Let me now uncover the mystery of this secret room for everyone.”

“Where is there a secret room?”

“The murderer who killed Fuuma’s classmates is actually among us!”

“The murderer is a ghost! Don’t name it detective!!”

Well, the people at Drama Club really will play.

Seiji watches This scene reveals a smile.

After a wave of wacky, after selling enough, Nakashima students finally said “truth.”

“Fuuma classmates handed in a girlfriend from a foreign school last week.”

“girlfriend?”

“External school?”

“Well, this is what I heard about him and his classmates.”

“Let’s eavesdrop!!”

“And then this weekend, I happened to see Fuuma classmates and a pretty girl intimately together on the street, and they followed them.”

“Also still tracking!?”

“The girl is very active. Fuuma is the one who has been attacked. I didn’t take long to see them kissing, but I didn’t take the cell phone and I couldn’t take it.”

“I still want to sneak shots!? You are enough!”

“With the girl’s enthusiasm, Fuuma classmates must have been compromised, so… he will be overworked!”

The red-haired boy named Nakashima is arrogant.

Everyone: “………”

“For a long time, you are talking about the yellow paragraph!!” Several male memotherfucker er harmonic ridicule.

“No, this is the truth! Dark and cruel truth.” Nakashima’s classmates looked deep and revealed a bit of pain.

“For me, for me, this is… unbearable weight.”

Everyone again: “………”

“cough cough.”

Chiaki’s sounds.

“Don’t tell me, let’s continue with Study.” She calmly said.

Everyone listened in silence, so study, no longer continue the topic.

……

Seiji received a call from Editor Yoshizawa.

“Your short story novel got a very happy response, and ranked sixth in the current readers’ statistics.”

“Sixth place…”

“This is a very good ranking for a short story written by a pure newcomer.” The voice of the female editor said seriously.

“This good ranking is enough to change to a standard size and publish the standard of single voffice lady ume edition.”

Single voffice lady ume edition ! Seiji raised his eyebrows.

“Do you have this meaning? Write ‘I’ll Die If I Don’t Become Handsome ‘ in standard format and publish it.”

“This is a very attractive proposal.” Seiji thought about it and said.

“But, I have a book that I want to publish more, that is, the work I am writing now.”

“I am confident that this work is better than ‘Handsome Die’! Although it hasn’t finished yet, it’s fast.”

“The part that has already been written, I want to let Editor Yoshizawa take a look and evaluate it. I believe that after you read it, there will be the same feeling as me!”

The phone was silent for a while.

“Since you say this, then I will take a look… What is the name of this work?”