Daily life in Zongman

The slight chatter in the class disappeared at this moment and it became very quiet.

Chapter 216: When we meet again, she is already a yandere.

The classroom was very quiet at the moment. Fujiwara Haru was quite used to being watched and didn't feel uncomfortable or awkward. But he didn't want to be stared at, and it wouldn't be nice for the whole class to hear his conversation. So he simply replied to the black-haired man in front of him: "Come with me."

Then he took the packed schoolbag and led the way out of the classroom. On the way to the activity room, he found something interesting.

Before, when interacting with the girl at the front table, he rarely attracted other people's attention. But if he interacted with others, he would return to normal and generate corresponding attention according to the size of what happened.

This time, when chatting and interacting with the black-haired girl, Nadeshiko, she attracted the attention of the whole class because of her status as the most popular first-year student.

Looking at Kato behind her, she was indeed using MAX-level aura concealment. When she was acting, the presence of the "assassination" target was also reduced a lot.

When we entered the activity room, we found that Kitagawa Ume was the first to arrive again. She heard the door open and looked over for a moment, then a very happy expression appeared on her face.

Kitagawa-san pounced on him and said, "Wow, Minister! It's really Minister, you're finally back!"

He put his hands under Kitagawa's armpits and lifted him up. Kitagawa's happy expression turned into a confused one, probably because he didn't expect that he would be lifted up even though he had grown so big.

"Hey hey hey? The Minister is so strong that he was lifted up! Wait, it's been a while since we last saw each other. The Minister has grown so tall now."

"I'm already 1.7 meters tall, okay?"

He complained to her slightly and put her on the ground.

"Busan has a lot more muscles now than before. Now he can perfectly cosplay Jotaro, right?"

"Not yet. You need to wear height-increasing insoles to reach 195cm to be considered a perfect cosplayer. That's all for the small talk. Minister, I have something else to do. We'll talk later."

After hearing what happened, even though Kitagawa wanted to express his excitement at not seeing each other for such a long time, he cooperated and stopped chatting. Instead, he walked aside and watched curiously.

He took the girl with long black hair into the activity room, came to the sofa, found a chair for her, and then sat opposite each other.

The other side of the sofa belongs to the girl at the front table.

Fujiwara Haru looked at the layout of the activity room and found that apart from the long sofa, the rest of the people were sitting separately. He wondered if he should renovate the sofa area to create a gathering place with multiple sofas surrounding a table.

While thinking about further optimizing the activity room, he said: "My name is Fujiwara Haru, you should know what to call me."

He had just heard some discussion in the classroom about the girl in front of him. However, the classmates all called her "Her Highness Katsura, Princess Katsura, Katsura Nadeshiko" and so on. These were all nicknames, and they had no idea of her real full name.

Opposite Fujiwara Haru, Katsura Kotonoha looked at the boy in front of her who was bewildered by her and took a deep breath slowly.

She had been waiting for this moment for too long, so long that she didn't know how to introduce herself. At this moment, her thoughts went back to many years ago.

To be more precise, it was five years ago. She still remembered what happened that day five years ago. It was a memory she kept reminiscing about late at night, and it was her favorite memory in her ordinary and boring life.

That memory contained pain, fear, but also her favorite things - relaxation, joy, and peace of mind.

In fact, Gui Yanye was not sure whether her memory was still accurate, nor was she sure whether her memory was mixed with beautiful dreams, but in her current recollection, what happened that day was roughly like this.

It was raining heavily that day. The rain outside the window hit the glass, making a noisy sound. There were no pedestrians on the street. Occasionally a car passed by, making a splashing sound.

The last class was in the activity room. The male teacher at the podium called her name and said that she had some problems with her homework recently, so he asked her to stay.

It seems like I'm going to be lectured.

Katsura Yanye was a little confused. She felt that her homework didn't have many mistakes, so why was she singled out for being left behind? But since the teacher said so, it must be that she had missed something, and it must be a big mistake, which was why the teacher singled her out for being left behind.

With a slightly apprehensive heart, she waited and waited, the rain outside the window getting heavier. The teacher didn't talk to her directly, but instead kept sorting out the equipment and teaching materials. After all the students had left, he finished as well.

He closed the window, drew the curtains, and then walked over to her.

He stood in front of her, his tall body blocking the bright white light, and the shadow cast by it enveloped her, and uneasiness grew in Gui Yanye's heart.

She was a little scared and asked: "Teacher, please tell me..."

Before she could finish her question, the teacher reached out and grabbed her hair. He smiled, wrinkling his face, his mouth wide open, filled with violence, greed, and desire.

Katsura Yanye's hair was pulled, and she cried out in pain: "Ah!"

Then her mouth was covered by a hand. She struggled in fear, wanting to call for help and escape, but she could not break free or make a sound. She could only whimper and wait helplessly for something to happen.

She is too weak.

Gui Yanye looked at the teacher in front of her with fear. He leaned over with his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to swallow her in one bite, full of greed.

Just as she closed her eyes in despair, she heard the sound of shattering glass, and then the curtains were drawn aside, and light from the outside world shone into the classroom. A boy stood in the light, his words full of courage: "Stop!"

That was her savior, a figure she would never forget. The boy was about the same height as her, his handsome face filled with determination. After he shouted angrily, the teacher, fearing that the matter would be exposed, ran out to arrest him, but he and other teachers subdued him.

Brave, handsome, resolute, and full of warmth, she would never forget that moment.

The bad teacher was under control and his mother was on the way. During this moment, she asked his name and they chatted a lot with each other.

I don’t remember exactly what we talked about, but I only know that the boy’s name was Fujiwara Haru, and he is someone I will never forget.

After that, Katsura Yanye always wanted to see him again, but she never succeeded. Her mother never told her any information about him, which made it impossible for her to find him directly. Katsura Yanye, who was still in fifth grade and could not do much, could only bury her gratitude and joy in her heart.

Not long after she was bullied by her teacher at school, her mother arranged for her to transfer schools, apparently because she was worried that she would be subjected to rumors and subsequent bullying at school.

Katsura Kotonoha arrived at a new school and entered a new class, but naturally, she didn't make any new friends. This class already had a fixed group of friends, and she, the transfer student, couldn't fit in.

Occasionally, some boys would stare at her with strange eyes, and that fixed gaze reminded her of the male teacher who grabbed her hair. So when the boys came over to say hello, she was too scared to say a word.

In the end, they didn't get a response, so they muttered, "Huh, so cold." and left. This also made her reputation in the class gradually worse.

Fortunately, no one bullied her, they just didn't want to make friends with her. This kind of solitary school life continued until she graduated from elementary school.

After entering junior high school, the situation got a little better, but only a little.

Katsura Kotonoha entered an aristocratic girls' academy. Under her mother's arrangement, she began to learn calligraphy, piano, ballet and many other courses, and was required to learn Iaijutsu.

She was obedient, studied hard, and did well. However, because of this, she completely lost her spare time and failed to make any close friends. She only had a few classmates with whom she could occasionally talk.

Her mother loved her very much, and Gui Yanye knew this very well, but the love that wanted her to be perfect was too heavy, and it made her feel more and more stressed.

If this pressure accumulates into high school, sooner or later, Katsura Kotonoha will gradually become distorted under this heavy pressure. If her mother discovers it in time and stops putting pressure on her, Katsura Kotonoha will suddenly feel relieved and gain "freedom". Then, the inexperienced, rich and beautiful girl will easily be deceived in this "free" environment and lose everything.

Fortunately, facing this increasing pressure, Katsura Kotonoha has a way to relieve it.

Before going to bed every night, she would use this little time that belongs to her to recall happy things in the past to relax herself.

What she remembered most was that rainy day, that school day with heavy rain.

She chatted with the boy in her memories, she met the boy many times in her fantasies, and she relived that rainy day event in her dreams, which made her feel happy no matter how many times it happened.

The sense of security and joy that came from being saved, time and time again, continuously rescued Kaede from the heavy pressure of her studies when she was in junior high school.

And the gratitude and joy that she had buried deep in her heart in the past continued to grow after she entered junior high school.

This silent love lasted until she heard that familiar name again from a classmate. She searched for information and saw that the boy had grown into a young man and became the champion of the National Kendo Competition. The appearance that had been a little blurry in her memory suddenly became clear when she saw the photo.

Finally, the emotion that was hidden deep in my heart and could not be obtained suddenly burst out.

Katsura Kotonoha wanted to express her gratitude, to tell him of her joy, to… meet him again. She wanted to stand before the boy, to see his face with her own eyes, to hear his voice with her own ears, to touch his skin with her own hands.

The emotion that had been buried for many years was so strong at the moment it burst out. It was so strong that she imagined that the boy was right beside her, encouraging her: "Be brave, do it, be brave, go and tell your mother about your troubles!"

Gui Yanye plucked up the courage and told her mother that she was really tired and wanted to rest and didn't want to study those complicated courses anymore.

Her mother talked to her for a long time and finally asked her to improve her grades to an excellent level so that she could stop studying those courses. Katsura Yanye began to study hard until she became the top student in her grade.

She did it, and was freed.

However, after so much time, her classmates all had their own circles, and she couldn't fit in, and couldn't make close friends. What should she do with the extra time after class?

Katsura Yanye took out the book she had bought called "Love Metronome". Since he liked reading it, she wanted to learn more about it. Just because he liked it, she liked it too. She wanted to understand him through her hobbies.

Thanks to the young man becoming the number one in kendo in the country, many media reporters rushed to report on him, which allowed Katsura Yanye to obtain many photos, see a lot of information, and get to know him better.

She set the boy's photo as her screen saver, printed it out, and placed it by her bed. She continued to collect information about the boy, organizing it and recording it in a notebook.

Katsura Yanye began to search for the boy's information on the Internet intensively, trying to get a glimpse into his life.

After learning that the boy had entered high school, she immediately changed her first choice to the private Fengzhiqi Academy. After learning that the boy had founded a handmade props club and confirming that he was an otaku, she began to learn about the two-dimensional culture.

The emotions accumulated in her heart, unable to be released, gradually became somewhat morbid. Her feelings for the boy also changed from initial joy to love over a long period of time.

At this moment, Gui Yanye looked at the young man in front of her, and he looked at her blankly.

She took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, and made sure she wouldn't lose her composure. Then, her face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Kotonoha, my full name is Katsura Kotonoha, you can just call me Kotonoha, senior."

With gentle words and burning emotions, Katsura Kotonoha looked at the boy, unable to hide her love at all: "It's been a long time, long time no see, Senior~"

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Katsura Word Leaf...

Fujiwara Haru didn't feel the name was familiar, but he had a vague impression of it. As he pondered it, memories flashed through his mind. He remembered six years ago, no, it should be said that on that rainy day twelve years ago, he had saved a girl named Katsura Kotonoha.

She seemed to have developed a little at that time, but she was not as plump and round as she is now, with just the right amount of voluptuousness.

Thinking about this, Fujiwara Haru felt a little disappointed. He actually welcomed people to join his club, but the prerequisite was that the person really liked anime culture and liked making handicrafts, not because of him or other members.

He has experienced this many times when the person he rescued liked him, but if he has no feelings, he has no feelings, and if he doesn’t like it, he doesn’t like it, and it is a direct rejection.

"If you want to thank me for saving you, you can give me money and I will be very happy. If you want to marry me, I don't like you, please go back."

Despite the blunt rejection, the smile on Katsura Yanye's face grew even more relaxed. This reaction was exactly what she had expected. After all, she had seen many cases of seniors rejecting others on the school forum, and she had collected a lot of information about him.

Katsura Kotonoha knew Fujiwara Haru too well, and she knew exactly how he would react.

"Senior, I am very grateful to you for saving me, so please accept this thank you gift."

Katsura Yanye took out a bank card, which contained all the pocket money she had saved over the years, totaling 10 million yen.

Fujiwara Haru never refused monetary thanks, so he accepted it.

"Then, please don't misunderstand me, senior. I really like the two-dimensional culture and want to do cosplay, so I want to join your club."

Gui Yanye said softly, unable to hide the smile between her eyebrows: "Senior, if you don't believe me, you can test me."

Fujiwara Haru wasn't stupid; how could she not see through this crude tactic? But Katsura Kotonoha's move was aboveboard. She said she was repaying a favor, and then because she liked the anime, she wanted to join the club, so it was hard to refuse directly.

He also hopes that new members who truly love the two-dimensional world and like to do cosplay will join the club. Fujiwara Haru also hopes that the club can continue after he graduates.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask some questions. If you pass the answers, you can join."

Fujiwara Haru took out a pen and paper and started asking questions. This not only allowed him to determine whether Katsura Kotonoha really liked the anime, but also gave him a reason not to allow her to join the club if she made too many mistakes in answering the questions.

After spending half an hour searching Google for questions, he compiled a long test paper and handed it to Katsura Kotonoha. The questions on the test paper were not too difficult, with some easy and some difficult, but they could definitely test whether a person was truly an otaku.

For example, which of the following characters does not have ahoge?

A. Nyako from "Sneak! Nyako-chan".

B. Altria in "Fate/Stay Night".

C. Mumei from "Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress".

D. Nico Robin from "One Piece".

Or you can ask what the name of the Straw Hat Pirates' new ship after the Sunny Merry is in "One Piece", and which anime the Wall of Masterpieces refers to.

These are simple questions, and there are also questions that deliberately deduct points. For example, in the anime "Neon Genesis Evangelion", what is Rei Ayanami's room number?

While Fujiwara Haru was handing out the test papers, Katsura Yanye sat quietly, staring at Fujiwara Haru's face with a slight smile on her lips.

After confirming that the questions were finished, she took the test paper, picked up the pencil and started answering without any hesitation or doubt, and finished the test paper very quickly within tens of minutes.

Fujiwara Haru took the test paper back for examination. Out of a full score of 100, Katsura Kotonoha scored 90+, and most of the wrong questions were deduction questions that he had deliberately set.

Katsura Kotonoha can definitely be said to be a senior otaku!

Fujiwara Haru was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You've passed the assessment, and you're welcome to join us."

He did what he said. Since he passed the test and really loves the two-dimensional world, he would not refuse again.

Katsura Yanye officially joins the handicraft club.

Chapter 218 Snow Girl and Snake.

After taking Katsura Kotonoha around the club and introducing them to each other, Fujiwara Haru prepared to leave.

He has to get his hair done today and has some other things to deal with, so he doesn't have much time to stay in the activity room.

As I was packing up, I noticed that Komi Shoko was staring at me. She had that expression of someone who really wants to say something but can't because of social anxiety. As a good friend, I'm very familiar with this expression of hers.

"What does Gu Jian want to say?"

Normally, Komi Nozomi would nod quickly, her eyes glued to her phone as she typed away, but not this time. She placed one hand on her chest, took deep breaths, and struggled to speak.