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With a softer smile, Sayuri Sawamura moved gently closer to her daughter, picked her up carefully, and then looked at him who was leaning against the bed: "Don't worry too much, Nomiya-san. Eriri seems to like fishing very much, so let's just do what we have to do. My daughter is a bit clumsy, and this isn't the first time she's been stuck with a fishbone, so don't worry about it."

After she finished speaking, she tilted her head, her smile faded a little, and a dangerous taste spread at the corner of her mouth: "Also, Nomiyama-san, my name is Sayuri Sawamura. Remember to call me Sayuri-sister next time, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen."

Nomiyama looked at the girl in front of him, thought for a moment, and smiled: "Okay, Sayuri-sister."

Sayuri Sawamura nodded in satisfaction: "Well, dear, I've already paid for the medical expenses. I hope brother Kazehaya gets well soon."

She turned around and walked out of the ward, but when she reached the door, she turned back with a serious expression: "Kazehaya-san, thank you for being willing to be friends with my Eriri."

Nomiyama watched his mother, who looked like a young girl, walk out of the ward and turned to look out the window.

Actually, she was a little wrong. In a sense, he should be the one thanking Eriri for being friends with him. Eriri's unexpected initiative actually brought some good feelings to his life.

He exhaled, pulled out the needle from his hand, and stood on the ground.

Now, the most important thing is how to convince the doctors and nurses to let me go home.

......

In the hospital corridor, Sayuri Sawamura lowered her head, looked at her daughter who opened her eyes in her arms, and smiled.

"Awake?"

Sawamura Eriri tilted her head, buried it in her arms, and sulked, "What do you mean I often talk about him, and thank him for being my friend? He should be the one thanking me, otherwise he would just be hanging around alone all day."

Sayuri Sawamura opened her eyes wide: "But, it's Eriri who's pretending to sleep and enjoying having her hair stroked."

Sawamura Eriri looked up and her voice got louder: "Nonsense! I wasn't awake at the time!"

Sayuri Sawamura smiled: "No nonsense."

"nonsense!"

"No nonsense."

......

The next day, Nomiyama looked pale and walked to his shoe cabinet carrying his fishing rod. He was a little unhappy because the dozen or so electric eels he caught yesterday were gone.

He stood up, turned his head, and looked at Yukinoshita-san who was staring at him for two seconds. He showed disgust, set up his fishing rod, pulled down his backpack, then took out a pair of shoes and handed them over.

Yukinoshita Yukino took her indoor shoes and sniffed them as if nothing had happened.

I washed it again... Can you please not be so diligent...

Not far away, Sawamura Eriri looked at the two people standing opposite each other in silence, hurried forward and took Yukino's hand.

"It really was caught. I saw it with my own eyes yesterday."

Saw it with your own eyes?

Her eyes moved slightly, Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head, changed her shoes, and pulled her away.

On the way, she asked softly, "Did you go fishing with him yesterday?"

Sawamura Eriri smiled proudly. She stretched out her hands, spread her arms, and compared the size of the fish: "Hey, I caught a really big fish yesterday! It was over half a meter long!"

Yukinoshita Yukino was slightly stunned when she saw her bright and unconcealed smile.

She was not curious about fishing, she was just a little envious of this state after school.

Thinking of this, she rubbed her eyebrows.

The atmosphere at home became increasingly strange. My mother came back, but it was not a good thing, because after she came back, even my sister began to show signs of irritability, as if she was feeling depressed, anxious, and regretful.

Last night's dinner table was unusually depressing.

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What bothers them is probably something that they are not yet worthy of dealing with. But if that is the case, if it is none of their business, then why do they have to be disturbed by this atmosphere?

"Yukino."

Sawamura Eriri reached out and held her, exerting a little force, a little worried: "Are you okay?"

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the people around her and smiled: "It's okay, go back to your seat first, class will start soon."

Sawamura Eriri looked at her seat at the front of the classroom, then looked at her and blinked: "What's wrong?"

"Yeah." Yukinoshita Yukino kept smiling.

"I'm going to take care of the indoor shoes, don't worry about me."

After saying that, she patted Eriri's little hand and turned to walk towards the back door of the classroom.

Eriri Sawamura watched her go out and then sighed.

It seems that two of my friends, both of whom are quite unpleasant, had their shoes stolen for two consecutive days.

I don’t think I’ve ever been robbed?

......

It was not until the two left that Nomiya looked up and glanced at the surveillance camera hanging in the corner of the wall.

He turned around and walked towards the monitoring room instead of the classroom.

No matter what, the problem of stolen indoor shoes has to be solved. I can't wash my shoes every day after I get home. It's okay for my own shoes, but it would be very troublesome if I had to wash Yukinoshita's shoes as well. Although Yukinoshita's shoes don't smell, they are girls' shoes after all, which feels weird.

Reach out, take out your phone and search.

How to pick a lock?

Watch the video till the end.

Well, you need a wire.

So he took a detour to the school's utility room and found a piece of useless thin wire.

......

Yukinoshita Yukino stood in the faculty office, took the key ring from Teacher Natsume, said thank you to the teacher, and turned to leave.

As she walked down the corridor, frost gradually spread across her cheeks.

The problem of indoor shoes must be solved. I can't just wait for Nomiyama-san every day when I come to school. Even though my shoes are not lost and he didn't steal them, he probably just caught them while fishing. But I have to wash my shoes by him every day. It feels very strange, very strange.

Exhaling, she took out the key and prepared to open the door of the monitoring room.

Insert the key into the hole.

The door is open.

It's not the key, it's the push.

In doubt, Yukinoshita Yukino walked into the empty monitoring room.

......

Something big happened in the second grade of Chiba Central Elementary School.

A male student who had just transferred to the school pinned down three male classmates in the corridor and beat them up, making them cry loudly and admit their mistakes repeatedly.

A female classmate called the parents of three male classmates and said that their children liked to steal girls' indoor shoes at school. Later, the girls' indoor shoes could no longer satisfy them, so they started stealing boys' indoor shoes to vent their personal desires.

For a time, the whole school was in turmoil and everyone was in panic.

Chapter 13 The two decided to be gentler in the future

During the lunch break, Natsume Yusei sat in the faculty office. His eyes first lingered on the loving bento prepared by his girlfriend, and then fell on the two cute students in front of him.

Rubbing his brows, he spoke with some helplessness and asked one of the boys first: "How did you open the door of the monitoring room?"

Yukinoshita Yukino was slightly startled when she heard this, and turned her head to look at him. It turned out that he was the one who opened the door in the morning.

Nomiyama was very calm and answered as a matter of course: "I pried it open. I learned how to pick the lock. A piece of wire is enough."

His face twitched, and Natsume Yusei looked at him expressionlessly: "You really are very talented and learned."

Nomiyama said nothing, taking it as his agreement.

Rubbing his brows again, Natsume Yusei talked about the next thing: "Then why did you do it?"

Nomiyama became slightly more serious and looked at his teacher: "I think they did something wrong."

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished. If you just let it go, it would be too gentle for them. Gentleness without punishment will not help their growth at all, because the world is not gentle, it is cruel. I think they should realize this before they enter society."

"So I beat them up."

You do make a lot of sense. Natsume Yusei looked at him with a serious expression, and helplessly shifted his gaze to another person.

"Yukinoshita-san, why did you call their parents?"

Yukinoshita Yukino was thinking about what the person next to her said, "The world is not gentle." After hearing the teacher's words, she came back to her senses, thought for a moment, and then showed the same seriousness.

"As Nomiyama-san said, if they do something wrong, they should be punished. Otherwise, it will not help their current growth, and the guilt in the future is meaningless. Because the incident has already happened, I think your verbal warning to these three students has lost its effect. If you want them to change, you must take more severe measures. Stealing girls' indoor shoes is something any sensible parent will realize how serious it is. I believe that these male students will grow after this experience."

So, both of you think you are helping your classmates.

His eyelids twitched, and Natsume Yusei let out a breath. He looked at the best student in his class who had the best grades and was the most disciplined. "How did you know the student's parents' phone number?"

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't hide anything. She said openly, "A while ago, a classmate was injured. Teacher, when you asked me to help call the parents, you gave me a phone book. I wrote down all the numbers in it because I thought it was information that might be useful."

Is this how you use your good memory? Natsume Yusei hesitated for a moment.

As expected, if you are persecuted enough, you will stop worrying about being persecuted; subconsciously, Nomiya moved to the side.

Finally, Natsume Yusei sighed and glanced at the two students in front of him who looked calm.

"Next time something happens, don't be so radical. Many things can be handled gently. There's no need to be so decisive. This will only affect your campus life. The world isn't black and white."

"Okay, go eat, and pay attention to the class this afternoon. I'll take care of the problems with those students."

"Oh." Nomiyama looked at him for a few seconds, then turned and walked out of the office.

The teacher said that we shouldn't be too radical and shouldn't hit them next time. Yukinoshita had a good idea. She should call their parents to inform them. Parents' education is always gentler than that of outsiders like themselves.

"Okay, thank you for your help, teacher." Yukinoshita Yukino nodded and turned to walk out of the office.

What the teacher said is probably correct. In many cases, gentleness is indeed necessary, so next time I won’t call. It’s better to just beat up the other party directly like Nomiyama did. Notifying the parents is indeed too harsh for students.

One in front and one behind, the two walked out of the faculty office and met Eriri who was waiting outside.

"What did the teacher say?"

Eriri Sawamura was a little anxious.

Yukinoshita Yukino patted her little hands comfortingly and shook her head slightly: "It's okay."

"Hmm..." Nomi-san took a step forward thoughtfully, "The teacher said it's not a big deal and asked us to be gentler next time."

"In other words, you won't be punished?" Sawamura Eriri pulled Yukino to follow him, her eyes wide open.

"Yeah, it's okay." Nomi-san nodded and prepared to walk down the stairs. "Okay, I'll go buy lunch."

"Ah, no need!" Eriri Sawamura grabbed his sleeve.

"Mom said she had a great time chatting with you yesterday, and she prepared a lunch box for you today. I clearly said I didn't want it, but she insisted on giving it to me."

Sawamura Eriri tilted her head and spoke with disgust.

Ye Jianshan Feng was already slightly stunned.

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Yukinoshita Yukino was at a loss.

......

The three of them sat together as they did yesterday.

Sawamura Eriri was still in the middle, and the other two sat on both sides of her.

Nomiyama chewed the food in his mouth with big mouthfuls, looking calm.

In fact, I had thought about making my own lunch and bringing it to school, but I looked at the stove a couple of days ago and found that when I stood in front of the stove, I couldn't even see the bottom of the iron pot when I was young, so I naturally gave up this option.

That Sayuri sister is willing to provide food, of course the best, fried noodles, bread and so on, the taste is really average. Well, there is another reason why I like to call Sayuri sister. If I call her that, it seems like Eriri suddenly becomes my junior, niece?

Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes first swept over the person who was chewing with big mouthfuls, and her eyes were slightly stunned. He seemed to like this kind of home-cooked food very much, and he would unconsciously emit a smell of satisfaction when eating.

Lowering her eyes, Yukinoshita Yukino slightly shifted her gaze and looked at her friend.

It would be more accurate to say that Eriri was watching TV at home rather than eating, except that she was not watching the TV, but someone.

She chewed slowly, focusing her attention on other things.