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So Yukinoshita, who is always sarcastic, is very annoying.

With a blank expression, Nomiya began to roll up his sleeves.

Oh? So fierce.

With a sneer on her face, Yukinoshita Yukino faced him and also began to roll up her sleeves. She didn't believe that the other party would dare to use that kind of strange power against her.

Just as the two were about to step forward, a sound came from the rooftop door.

Sawamura Eriri looked at the two people who seemed to be confronting each other again, and showed some helplessness: "Why are you arguing again?"

"She loves to stir up trouble." Nomiya's face was calm.

"He's a violent person." Yukinoshita said calmly.

"Stop arguing with each other all the time. You're obviously friends." Sawamura Eriri complained as she walked towards them, carrying two bento boxes in her hands.

Nomiya and Yukinoshita looked at each other in silence for a moment.

Neither of them objected.

"Here." Sawamura Eriri handed over the bento. She sat between the two of them and complained, "Today, Mom made your favorite chicken stew. I always feel like she's raising you like a son and doesn't even care about me, her own daughter."

Nomiyama sat on her left, opened the lunch box, and picked up the rice soaked in soup: "Well, I'm very grateful. Remember to say thank you to Sayuri-san on my behalf when you get home."

Sawamura Eriri fiddled with her half-eaten lunch box, kicked his calf, and glared at him, threatening: "Don't call me sister, don't take advantage of me!"

Nomiyama didn't reply, nor did he bother to care about the damage caused by the slight touch. He just took big bites of the food in the box.

Sawamura Eriri raised her lips at his expression, then picked up a piece of chicken from the half-remaining dish, put it in her mouth, tilted her head, and while chewing, she complained to her other friend: "Let me tell you, Yukino, Onozawa-san received a love letter today..."

Yukinoshita Yukino sat on her right, smiling slightly and listening quietly.

Chapter 21 Life is a constant process of making choices

The problem was noticed because of a few simple actions of a few people.

The small circle of boys belonging to Hayato Hayama blocked a certain weak female classmate, and with arrogant smiles, they stepped forward and stretched out their hands.

Nomiyama took a look. This kind of thing had actually happened many times. Then the gentle classmate Ye Shan would always stop his friends and ask them to leave, and then bow to apologize to the female classmate. However, he was not there this time.

Then, another person appeared, the one who followed the right messenger.

Yukinoshita Yukino opened the outstretched hand and stood in front of the female classmate. She glanced at a few people, turned around, patted the female classmate on the shoulder, and gently asked her to go first.

Afterwards, she turned around and looked at the few people, mocking them with cold eyes.

"Sometimes, I really doubt your age and gender. Are you really nine years old? Are you really a boy?"

Well, they are indeed nine years old and they are indeed boys. It’s just that you are too precocious.

Looking at the thin but determined figure, Nomiya couldn't help but think too much.

For example, she is really very persistent in being herself. Even though she knows that she cannot change others now, she does not want those wrong things to happen in front of her.

For example, she is really very courageous. That kind of courage is different from Eriri's occasional passion. Her courage is persistent persistence. It is the courage to continue to move forward on her own even if no one around her approves or the whole world supports her.

Her courage is as beautiful as a mountain spring that will never dry up, so clear and refreshing.

Nomiya shifted his gaze and looked at the squad leader, Hayato Hayama, who had finally arrived at the scene.

Hayato Hayama's gentle smile finally couldn't be maintained, and he stood between the two sides with embarrassment.

Nomiyama stared at him for a while, and suddenly understood what he wanted to do. He curled the corners of his mouth, and a look of gloating appeared on his face.

Yukinoshita Yukino stood alone opposite the group of people, still remaining calm.

She watched Ye Shan rush to the scene and try to persuade him, then watched Ye Shan hesitate and finally stand still.

"Hayato, get out of the way. I've been fed up with this guy for a while now. Isn't he just number one in grades? What's so great about that? He always ruins my mood and spouts nonsense."

A boy stretched out his hand, exerted a little force, pushed his good friend who was blocking him away a little, and then stepped forward.

Hayato Hayama moved his right hand, but ultimately remained motionless.

With a sneer on her lips, Yukinoshita Yukino understood what Hayama Hayato meant, so she perked up and stared at the four male classmates in front of her with serious eyes.

If you want to take action, you must be quick. As you are physically weak, you must make the most correct response in the shortest time possible.

It was also at this moment, when the entire classroom was silent, that someone stood up and moved the chair, making a noise in the silence.

Nomiyama walked to the front of the classroom with his bag on his back. He looked at his classmates who were suddenly all looking at him, and said with a nonchalant look: "Ah, your business has nothing to do with me. After all, it's the end of school now. I just want to go fishing early."

He waved to the suddenly frozen group of classmates and said, "Keep going, keep going. I've been annoyed with Yukinoshita for a long time."

As he spoke, he picked up the fishing rod that he had placed in the left corner of the classroom, put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the classroom door.

"Please move aside, you're blocking the road."

Nomiya reached out and patted Yukinoshita in front of him.

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Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him for a few seconds in silence, then finally lowered her eyes and quietly stepped back.

So Nomiyama continued to move forward.

When several male classmates saw him coming, they subconsciously stepped aside to make way.

Until he passed by, the male student who originally wanted to take action first breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. He looked proud and took another step forward.

Then, as a last resort, he took a step back.

Then it was two steps, three steps, and finally he was being dragged backwards. When he passed the classroom door, his head hit the door frame because someone was turning.

Nomiyama carried the fishing rod on his shoulder and walked slowly forward at his own pace.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the male classmate who was being dragged by the collar from behind. After a moment of shock, she laughed. She took a step forward and caught up with the male classmate who was being dragged.

Feeling the increasingly heavy pull from the fishing rod, Nomiyama kept his expression unchanged and continued to move forward.

Behind him, four male classmates hugged each other, their faces flushed, and tried to stop him. However, it turned out that all four of them were dragged along together. The amazing thing was that even in such a struggle, the classmate whose collar was hooked from behind had his clothes intact and not torn.

Just as he was about to reach the stairs, someone finally stopped him.

Hayato Hayama stretched out his hands, trying to stop them, his face showing worry. "Nomiya-san, that's enough. They won't dare to mess with you anymore."

Nomiyama tilted his head and looked at him questioningly: "Is that enough?"

Taking a step closer, he stared into those eyes and smiled, "Why didn't you just tell them enough? Is it because there are four of them and Yukinoshita is only one?"

Hayato Hayama stared at him, not backing down, but with a somewhat complicated and dejected expression: "It's not just four, it's almost all of my classmates. I'm at my wit's end."

Nomiyama scoffed. "No way? You were the one who was so stubborn as to want to bring her into your class group. If you couldn't do it, then you shouldn't have asked in the first place. I don't care if you meant well or not, but you didn't do anything good and only made things more complicated."

Hayato Hayama's lips trembled slightly, and he finally lowered his head.

"Nomiyama-san, that's enough."

Yukinoshita Yukino finally arrived here. She glanced at the obviously dejected Hayato Hayama, ignored him, and just looked at him carrying the fishing rod: "That's it, we should go fishing."

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Nomiyama turned his head and sneered, "You're really annoying. You walk into a group and get ostracized by the whole group."

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him: "It's not important."

"Hmm?" Nomiyama frowned at her.

Yukinoshita Yukino smiled softly, "It really doesn't matter what they think. I don't care."

Nomi-san stared at her for a few seconds, then looked away.

He instinctively sensed some changes in the other party, but was unable to discern them carefully.

Turning around, he raised his rod, retrieved the hook, and then walked towards the four classmates who were hugging each other on the ground, trying to drag themselves along with their weight.

He bent down, looking down, his face expressionless: "Isn't my reputation for violence at school enough? Do you really have to let me beat you up?"

"Otherwise, why on earth would you bother me?"

Behind him, Yukinoshita Yukino watched quietly. After hearing the words "Why on earth did you come to mess with me?", she couldn't help but smile.

A silent, bright, gentle laugh.

Seeing that he had finally scared the classmates on the ground, Nomiya turned his head and looked at Yukinoshita who was waiting for him. He walked up to her and walked towards the stairs side by side.

"You didn't resort to violence this time, which is commendable."

"These students clapped when I transferred here. Well, this is just the first time. I'll beat them up next time."

“Violence is bad.”

"I know, but it's very effective, especially for classmates. These classmates of ours seem to only accept fists and not reason."

As he was about to turn the corner and go down the stairs, Nomiya turned his head, looked at the corridor quietly for a few seconds, and then took a step and went down the stairs.

......

Eriri Sawamura subconsciously took a step forward when she confronted those people under the snow.

Then, he was pulled.

"Eri, it's okay. Hayama will take care of this."

Onozawa-san smiled softly, reassuringly.

Eriri Sawamura breathed a sigh of relief. Yes, Ye Shan could handle this kind of thing. Unlike the three of them who were not good at socializing, Ye Shan was a true social master.

So she watched quietly until she noticed that Hayato Hayama was easily pushed aside, as if to stay out of it.

Anxiety welled up on her face as she took another step forward.

Then, he was pulled again.

The gentle brown-haired female classmate pulled her back and smiled, "It's okay, Eriri. Nomiyama-san is still here and won't let Yukinoshita-san suffer."

Sawamura Eriri's eyes lit up. That's right, if Feng Zao was there, Yukino would definitely not be bullied. He just looked annoyed with Yukino, but in fact he took good care of Yukino in many things, whether it was usual duty, physical education class, or fishing for poisonous creatures in the river, he always took the weak Yukino into consideration.

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As she expected, the boy easily hooked the classmate's collar with the fishing hook and pulled him out.

Exhaling, Eriri Sawamura took a step forward, ready to catch up with them.

Still got pulled.

The new friend shook his head, a slight exhortation on his face: "Eri, if you go up now, you'll be hated by those small groups. Don't be impulsive."

Sawamura Eriri's eyes flickered. That's right, if she stood with them now, those people would definitely remember it and start targeting her. Just like Yukino said, as long as elementary school students were unhappy, they would have enough reason to take action.

Her eyes followed the two people outside the window until they disappeared, until the people left in the classroom began to chatter, and until the male students who were dragged out returned to the classroom.

No, no, no, no, no matter what, I should stand with them both, because I am their best friend and they are my best friends.

Eriri Sawamura determined an answer but did not take a step.

She stood there, looking at the two empty desks, confused.

Why didn't I stand with them just now, why did I stop just now, why didn't I do anything?

......

Nomiyama glanced at the person next to her. She was holding the fishing rod, but she turned her head eight times in a few minutes.

His eyes fell on the other person's fishing float floating on the water, and his voice was calm.

"Don't look at it, Eriri probably won't come today."

Chapter 22: Uncle, how did you die?

"What did you say?"

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't react for a moment and could only look at him with a frown.

Nomiyama casually raised his rod, placed her indoor shoes in front of her, and then, as usual, without baiting, he threw the rod into the water and started fishing for his own pair.

His eyes calmly watched the undulating water, and he recalled for a moment before saying, "She was in the classroom today. She was there when you confronted each other, and she was there when we left."

Yukinoshita Yukino tightened her grip on the fishing rod. "That doesn't mean anything, Eriri. She's definitely not someone who would stand idly by. Maybe she was held back by something at the time."

Nomiyama felt the force coming from the fishing rod and nodded: "Yes, she is entangled."

After dragging his own shoes ashore, Nomiyama loosened the hook and began to put bait on it.