After falling in love with the leader at first sight

149-150

[Chapter 149: "Every dream I have in summer is about you."]

Because of a strange comparison, Hiiragi Mashiro, who used force to cheat and unilaterally caught the cicadas on the mountain, once again lost the heart of his companion Yamamoto Ichiro, so that at the end of summer, Yamamoto Ichiro, who unilaterally announced that he would break up with him, did not come to play with Hiiragi Mashiro again.

However, the busy Hiiragi Mashiro did not care. In his eyes, the sword is always more fun than mud, not to mention Dazai! Moreover, he also took Dazai to exercise together, although Dazai always stuffed Chinese prenatal education into his head like a devil when he was practicing the sword.

Soon, summer passed.

The new semester came with autumn.

The first day of school was the opening exam.

The results were announced on the second day. Hiiragi Mashiro was rarely praised by the Chinese teacher. Although he still did not pass, his score was doubled compared to the final exam before the summer vacation, up to 30 points!

The Chinese teacher was moved to tears.

After returning home, the old man was so moved that he almost shed tears. He invited Dazai to the martial arts studio and solemnly brought Hiiragi Mashiro to give Dazai the highest etiquette of a samurai - the dogeza. Dazai was so scared that he almost immediately returned the dogeza - after systematic training, Dazai's reaction ability is now extremely fast. Hiiragi

Mashiro, who was pressed on the tatami by his grandfather, did not resist. First, he always gave serious feedback on his grandfather's ideas, such as going to Yamamoto's house to play in the mud, and going to the back mountain to catch cicadas; second, Mandarin is really an unspeakable pain in their family.

It can be seen from the fact that his grandfather always carried an ancient book wherever he went, but the ancient book never turned the page, and he would hold it upside down from time to time.

Although Dazai was scared, the old man finally entrusted his grandson, whose Mandarin was very poor, to him. He got up and left with relief, and walked towards the Japanese-style room where the shrine was placed, apparently wanting to comfort his ancestors.

When the footsteps faded away, Mashiro Hiiragi straightened up and sat up cross-legged.

Dazai, who also sat cross-legged, looked at his slightly red forehead and couldn't help but reached out to touch it. "Does it hurt?"

Mashiro Hiiragi raised his eyes and tried to see, but couldn't see it. He reached out to touch it again, but couldn't feel it either. He could only shake his head: "It doesn't hurt. It may be a mark left by bowing my head for too long. Grandpa used a lot of skill, so I didn't hit it."

After saying that, he supported his chin with one hand and flipped out his Chinese report card with the other hand. Looking at the 30 points on it, he frowned, and then shuddered unexpectedly. "I don't know why, looking at this report card is like seeing my own miserable world in the future."

Dazai was silent.

Dazai looked at him with a smile.

Mashiro Hiiragi started to discuss with a good temper: "... That, Aji, next time can we not recite ancient poems while practicing swords, and don't wake me up in the middle of the night to ask me the meaning of words."