Comics, daily stories

"My name is Nomiyama Kazehaya. I like fishing and hope to get along well with my classmates."

I found that I couldn't smile, so I just quietly glanced at my classmates and spoke calmly.

Although it was sparse, at least there was applause.

After another glance around, Nomiyama took note of those who applauded and those who didn't.

Those who applaud can be let off if a conflict arises later, while those who don’t applaud can be beaten directly. This seems to be how people interact with each other, and this is what is called human relations.

"Alright, Nomiyama-san, please take a seat next to Yukinoshita-san."

Nomiya opened his eyes slightly and looked at the smiling young head teacher.

I just refused to put the fishing rod under the dangerous wall, why did you send me directly into the devil's cave?

The head teacher's smile remained unchanged.

Turning his gaze back, Nomiya looked at the person who had been staring at him.

Her eyes were cold, which was probably her instinctive response to herself. Hidden behind the coldness was an eagerness to try, making people feel that she wanted to fight with him and beat him.

After the teacher left, Nomiyama let out a breath, his expression unchanged, and walked to the empty table next to Yukinoshita with his bag on his back.

He hung his backpack on the side, took out the textbook he would be using for this class, and opened it.

Then, the head was attacked by a ball of paper.

Almost instinctively, Nomiya turned his head to look at Yukinoshita-san on his left.

Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head, holding a pen to do the homework, felt his gaze, and noticed the ball of paper in his hand.

"Ah."

With a sneer, she lowered her head again and ignored him.

Feeling what the other party expressed, Nomiya was slightly stunned.

It's not you?

Another ball of paper flew over, Nomiya raised his hand to catch it, then turned his head to look at the people in the front row of the classroom.

Eriri Sawamura.

She was staring at him with a beaming look on her face, as if she was holding back her anger.

He lowered his head and unwound the two paper balls.

【You wait】

[One day I will pin you to the ground and beat you]

Huh? What a cute delusion.

Nomiya curled his lips.

Chapter 5: Jin Heihei

If you insist, Nomiyama actually doesn't quite understand why he has to go to school.

But he had a strange feeling that he had to go to school, as if something bad would happen if he didn't, as if there was something pressing down on his head, and if he didn't do it, that thing would fall and smash his head.

It's a terrifying feeling of oppression.

So, going to school is something that you don’t quite understand, but you have to do.

At least based on the information I searched on my phone, most Japanese netizens are saying that "going to school is a necessary experience in life, and the wonderful experiences of junior high and high school are the definition of youth."

Netizens didn't mention college, and Nomiyama understood what they meant. They thought college was dispensable after youth. Huh? Isn't college part of youth?

In short, Nomiyama has made up his mind to stop his studies after graduating from high school and do something necessary.

For example, he could go look for his parents, even though he couldn't even find their contact information now.

Of course, the most important thing now is not these future stories, but how he can find a place where no one is around to eat.

Holding a bowl of fried noodles from the convenience store, Nomiya scanned the campus and found classmates gathered everywhere, with smiles on their faces, playing or eating.

In fact, in the morning, many classmates came to Ueno Miyama during the break. They were all very friendly and expressed their willingness to take the next step and become friends.

Nomiyama watched them with his eyes open and realized that he had no memory of making friends and didn't know how to do it. On top of that, he really didn't seem that interested in getting to know others.

So after two breaks, he finally had some peace and quiet.

Nomiyama doesn't care whether he has friends or not. He seems to be very accustomed to the feeling of being alone in silence. He believes that this talent comes with his fishing talent. After all, fishing requires getting used to quietness and solitude.

However, among those who came in the morning, he did remember someone who was a little special.

It’s especially because he has blond hair.

The reason why he is called yellow-haired instead of golden-haired is because his hair is not as beautiful and natural as Sawamura's.

This guy was surprisingly friendly, and he could even get Yukinoshita, who had been looking at him coldly for a long time, to say a few words to him.

You have to know that Yukinoshita is the ultimate atmosphere destroyer. When other students come to talk to her during breaks, they have to stand a little distance away from her before they can speak naturally.

He can freeze the atmosphere with just one look. It's so scary. Such a person will definitely have no friends.

Thinking of this, he took a bite of fried noodles and pushed open the door to the rooftop.

The rooftop was empty, with only the steps at the railing looking a bit strange.

The black-haired girl and the blonde were sitting next to each other. The blonde girl was grinning foolishly as she picked up some food and put it into the other girl's lunch box. The black-haired girl had an uneasy look on her face, she held the chopsticks between her fingers, her mouth slightly open, as if she didn't know what to do.

The wind blew, and the girls' beautiful hair swayed in the wind. Some fallen leaves surrounded them and then floated away. The black-haired girl finally just showed a helpless expression and accepted the exchange lunch box.

In such a scene, Nomiyama walked onto the rooftop while chewing fried noodles and bread, and looked at the two of them quietly.

Taking the two female classmates' dissatisfaction after being disturbed for granted, Nomiya turned around, walked to the railing on the side of the rooftop, and sat down on the railing like them.

"Oh my god, isn't this Nomiyama-san, the one surrounded and praised by his classmates during recess? Why is he up on the rooftop alone with fried noodles and bread? It's really confusing."

Sensing the cold provocation in the words, Nomiya kept his expression unchanged and bit the fried noodles bread.

"Oh, isn't this Yukinoshita-san, the one that everyone avoids during recess? It's not surprising to see her alone on the rooftop like this."

"I'm here for you, Yukinoshita! You violent bastard!"

Another voice sounded, revealing a unwillingness to admit defeat and fighting spirit.

The two people in the conversation were stunned at the same time.

Nomiyama stared at Sawamura for two seconds, then turned his head away.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the person next to her for two seconds, then smiled, a faint smile.

"It seems like there's only one student left alone on the rooftop."

Nomiya raised his eyebrows and smiled, agreeing with the statement.

He looked at Yukinoshita, who suddenly didn't know how to attack and had to quietly lower her head to deal with her lunch box, and thought for a moment.

Yukinoshita is actually not as unapproachable as one might think. After Sawamura approached her with good intentions, she was obviously at a loss. Her obvious aggressiveness was forced to be put away, and then she didn't know what to do.

She softened a lot around Sawamura-san.

My gaze turned again and landed on Sawamura-san, who was sharing his lunch box enthusiastically and grinning foolishly.

Sawamura-san is very simple, she is just stupid and clumsy.

He lowered his head and took big bites of the bread.

In fact, Nomiyama doesn't like this kind of food. He may be a carnivore and always feels that this kind of bread without meat also lacks the joy of eating.

At the same time, Yukinoshita Yukino also raised her eyes slightly and looked at him.

She has an outstanding appearance, especially her eyes, which are like a clear and calm lake.

He is calm, and therefore appears proud. He is unwilling to deal with his classmates, giving people the feeling of a cat that can never be tamed. Some cats are impossible to approach because they have never taken humans into their eyes.

And most importantly, he won himself.

He opened his mouth and bit off the tempura hard, making a crisp sound as he chewed.

Eriri Sawamura looked up at the other two people on the rooftop.

Yukinoshita has known her since childhood. She is proud and stubborn. It's not that she is unwilling to make friends, but that she is unwilling to do things that she does not approve of. In her eyes, her classmates' boring and even hurtful actions are completely unacceptable mistakes.

I can't change, so I decided to stick to myself and not become a nobody.

But even so, she is still part of the class and part of the atmosphere.

The violent guy next door seems to be simpler. He simply seems to have no idea about making friends.

Even though he was just staying in the classroom, the smell coming from his body made people feel that he had nothing to do with this classroom.

He had an indelible sense of alienation about him, a feeling that was probably not his original intention, but was revealed unconsciously.

That's why those classmates who went to say hello to him would stop paying attention to him after two classes, because the feeling of wanting to be alone was so strong.

Taking a deep breath, Eriri Sawamura put down her lunch box.

"Hey! Violent maniac! Why don't you go play with your classmates? You could be very popular."

Nomiya was stunned.

His first reaction was not to respond to Sawamura-san, but to look beside her.

Then I met Yukinoshita-san's equally confused gaze.

He looked away, amused.

Sawamura-san seems to do some unexpected things, with unexpected courage and determination, just like when he suddenly got involved in the dispute between him and Yukinoshita in the morning, and just like when he suddenly asked the question at this moment.

Nomiya thought for a moment and gave his answer.

“Because I don’t know what the point of knowing them is.”

"Because they're not as good-looking as you. If you want to meet someone, good-looking people will make you feel better."

Chapter 6: Catching an Eriri

"I see. Making friends based solely on appearance is such hopelessly narrow-minded thinking."

The first person to respond was not Eriri Sawamura, but the person next to her.

Yukinoshita Yukino had a thoughtful look on her face, then suddenly realized, "After all, Nomiyama-san is a violent person. People who admire and excel at violence inevitably think less."

His eyelids twitched, and Nomiyama looked at her expressionlessly: "Yukinoshita-san, no matter what, I did praise you for your good looks just now."

Yukinoshita Yukino was puzzled: "Oh? How beautiful is it? Could you please explain it clearly, Nomiyama-san?"

I can’t bear it anymore.

Nomiyama took the last bite of his fried noodle bread, stood up, and walked forward.

"Oh, your true nature is revealed."

Without fear, Yukinoshita Yukino also stood up, her eyes full of eagerness to try.

"As a violent person, Yukinoshita-san, don't forget that you were the first to strike."

Nomiyama stepped forward.

"This was my impulsiveness and mistake. I can't argue with it, but please don't forget that you beat a female classmate to tears."

Yukinoshita Yukino moved forward synchronously.

Gritting their teeth, the two men stepped forward and stretched out their hands, ready to connect with each other's body parts and perform wrestling techniques.

“I’m not crying!!!”

Eriri Sawamura stood up and glared at the two people who were about to attack.

The two men paused in extending their hands, looked at each other, and then turned to look at her.

There was no agreement or disapproval, just quiet silence.

Silence is like a silent resistance that is unwilling to lie.

“I really didn’t cry!!!”

Eriri Sawamura became anxious, stamped her feet, and looked at the two of them with red eyes.

"Yinglili."