Rebirth of Japanese high school students

"Ryota, is there anything wrong?" Li Xuehao answered the phone. He knew that Ryota Yamamoto usually would not call him unless he had something to look for him.

"Masa, can you come here now?" Yamamoto Ryota's tone was nervous, and his voice was very low, as if he was afraid that the people next to him would hear it.

"Yes, is it going to your house?" Li Xuehao didn't know what was going on with him, but it didn't prevent him from making a decision.

"No, it's... I'll send you the address." Yamamoto Ryota hung up the phone in a hurry.

A few seconds later, Li Xuehao received an email with a specific address on it, which was near Yamamoto Ryota's house, not far away.

He replied with an email and said that he was rescued immediately. Then he put away his cell phone and looked at the Green Sawai who was standing by and waiting for him, "Miss Sawai, I left in advance." As he said that, he took a step forward and then disappeared into the air.

If no one had seen this strange situation at night, it would have scared many people.

Sawai Mizuno was exceptional. She was not scared because this was not the first time she had seen him. Looking at the place where he disappeared, her eyes flashed.

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According to the address sent by Yamamoto Ryota, Li Xuehao quickly arrived at the place.

This is an ordinary house, like most ordinary houses, with a courtyard in front of it.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the lights on the roadside could not shine directly into the courtyard. Only a faint light could be seen in the middle of the courtyard, and four people could be seen standing in the middle of the courtyard, arguing about something. Maybe they were afraid that the people in the house would hear it. Although they were arguing, the sound was very small.

When Li Xuehao approached, the four of them were busy arguing and did not pay extra attention to others. Although they heard footsteps, they might think they were just passing by.

The dim environment is a huge obstacle for ordinary people who have not adapted to it, but Li Xuehao has already seen the four people in the courtyard clearly.

They are two siblings, Yamamoto Okini and Yamamoto Ryota, and another boy and a little girl. The boy's figure is slightly taller than Yamamoto Ryota, about 1.7 meters tall, but his body seems to be developing horizontally, and his whole person is almost a circle bigger than Yamamoto Ryota, and his roundness looks very obvious.

He can't be handsome or ugly, he can only be said to be ordinary.

As for the little girl standing beside him, pulling his arm tightly with one hand, it seemed very nervous.

The little girl is obviously much shorter, only in her early 1.5 meters tall, with a petite figure, and has a distinct mushroom head, almost the same as Yuko Sawai.

However, compared to Yuko Sawai, her face is much sharper, not as cute as Yuko Sawai's cute baby fat, but her thin cheeks and delicate facial features are also cute, but her eyes are slightly smaller, revealing a naughty smell.

Seeing that Yamamoto Okin and Yamamoto Ryota were together, they happened to confront the fat boy and little girl opposite him. While Li Xuehao was confused, he also slowed down slightly. He wanted to hear what the few people were saying.

"Yoyin, Ryota, how many times do you want me to say it? I haven't taken it, but I haven't taken it. You can't let me make it happen like magic, right?" The person who spoke was the fat boy, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old at most. Hearing him calling the names of Yamamoto's two siblings, it was obvious that the two sides were very familiar with each other, and his age should be the oldest among the few. However, although his tone of speaking wanted to pretend to be wronged, it had a scent of sensation.

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