Stray Chapter 5: Last day
Ministry of Service.
A strange non-public club, the club's activities are to lend a helping hand to those who are in difficulty, accept various commissions from school students, and once the commission is accepted, it must fulfill its responsibilities.
The classmate Yukinoshita stood in front of Xia Ran condescendingly and declared to him sitting in the chair——
"The people who have it give it with compassion to the needy, people call it volunteers, just like the developed countries send out development aid, people provide food to the homeless, and girls give to the unemployed. Popular boys take the initiative to speak up and lend a helping hand to those who are in trouble, and that's what this club does."
Although it seems that there is something strange mixed in, as long as you understand the meaning.
But because this society is so special, its existence itself has not been made public, and it still has to go through some necessary means of contact, and this contact seems to be the consultant of the society, Mr. Shizuka Hiratsuka.
Therefore, there is no need for special environment and special equipment. If the number of people is insufficient, it will not be discarded. There is no need for funds for club activities, and even the house number is blank.
Ordinary people don't know its existence at all, and normal application for admission is impossible.
"It sounds amazing, but to put it bluntly, it's a volunteer, or the kind that does everything..."
In the activity room of the service department, Xia Ran, who was alone, was lying on the table, looking a little listless.
Student Yukinoshita didn't plan to skip class, so after getting his application for admission and explaining the relevant matters, he left straight away. It is estimated that he will come back in the afternoon.
It doesn't matter if Xia Ran goes to class or not. Rather, it is normal to not have him in the classroom.
Swipe--
"Young man, how do you feel! I see that you seem to be very entangled..."
At this time, some too hearty voices sounded, along with the sound of the door of the activity room being pulled open.
"Mr. Hiratsuka... Please knock on the door before I trouble you to come in." Xia Ran was slightly startled, turned to look and couldn't help but complained, "And didn't you go back to class? Why are you still here? here?"
"I see, I know, don't start learning Yukinoshita right away, and get out of class is over now... If you don't come and see, I always think you won't do what I say, kid. " Hiratsuka-sensei said with a smile.
"Little devil..." Xia Ran raised her eyebrows, instinctively wanting to make a fuss about the topic of age.
However, considering the painful lessons he had learned before, and having seen the state of Hiratsuka-sensei's first machine, he wisely chose to give up and endured it with dignity.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. When this woman talks about her age, she will become particularly terrifying. The combat power may soar to the level of dismantling the Gundam empty-handed. It is better not to die.
"Don't put on such an expression, the teacher is also thinking of you..." Hiratsuka-sensei walked over to him, reached out and patted his shoulder.
"Unfortunately, "for your own good" doesn't work for me... Let me explain first, it's not that under the banner of being good for me, you can make me do things like this, Hiratsuka-sensei . "Xia Ran pouted.
"Of course I know that, but... at least you're not really rejecting it, right?"
Women point out the truth without mercy—
"Humans are social creatures, and no one really thinks it's best to be alone. You were just out of touch with the surrounding environment because of force majeure, and now you can't take it for granted."
So she has to push this guy forward, and only with this semi-compulsive push will this guy develop in a good direction.
Many people are like this. They seem to be reluctant to do something and have to be pushed by others. Most of the time, they do not really reject or dislike it, but if they are alone, they are always unable to make up their minds and muster the courage to take a step.
So at that time, if someone is pushing them to do it, they will only half-push forward.
"Bang."
Probably because Mr. Hiratsuka was too sharp, Xia Ran was at a loss for words and could only look away.
"What are you talking about! Your attitude is very rude!" Hiratsuka-sensei stretched out his hand and poked his forehead angrily, and said, "To be honest, how are you feeling now? ?"
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"I haven't felt anything yet, and it doesn't mean that as soon as you join, it will have an immediate impact. This is not a halo in the game. As long as a group of teams will immediately see the real effect bonus..."
Xia Ran put on an expression that didn't seem funny at all, said coldly in a flat voice, and lay down on the table listlessly again.
Then, remembering the girl's previous performance, he was rarely uncertain: "And Yukinoshita-san...she seems to have some prejudice against me?"
"Why do you say that? I don't think she has any prejudice against anyone, do you think you are special?" Hiratsuka-sensei asked with seeming interest.
"I don't know either. I just asked her name and wanted to get to know her formally, and her expression became very strange..." Recalling what happened just now, Xia Ran was convinced that she should There was no sign of abrupt or faux pas.
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There was a strange silence, and he couldn't help but look up at Hiratsuka-sensei, only to find that the latter's expression also became strange.
"You said, you just asked her name and wanted to get to know her? Didn't you know Yukinoshita before?" Hiratsuka-sensei showed a slightly happy expression for some reason. "Did you say so?"
"I don't know... By the way, should I know her?" Xia Ran tilted her head in confusion.
"Of course, it's abnormal if you don't know each other, right? Yukinoshita is a beautiful girl who is unknown in the school... By the way, she was always the first in her grade in both the quiz and the final exam. The top student of oh, the deviation value ranks first."
The female teacher said this with a smile, emphasizing the pronunciation of the word "before".
First grade? Xia Ran felt that she understood something.
"Yukishita-san has always been right, so right that there is no room for refutation, but who knows how good she can be and how much effort she has put in behind the scenes? Others always think that this kind of thing should be Of course."
Hiratsuka-sensei shook his head, seeming to be amused, and meant something.
"It seems like a lithe phrase 'she's a top student' can sum it up... She hates saying that, but you're a negative example, and you don't even remember the name after defeating your opponent. , you are too condescending. "
"I just don't pay much attention to this aspect..." Xia Ran shook her head weakly, trying to justify herself.
If this is the case, he can probably understand why the girl behaves like that, whether he really doesn't know her "ignorance", or if he knows her but pretends not to, as if mocking "arrogance" --
This is not a good feeling from the other party's point of view, probably similar to provocation?
After all, even Hiratsuka-sensei, who is closest to him in this school, didn't seem to think that he didn't know Yukinoshita-san before... But think about it, no matter how blocked the news is for normal people, Shouldn't know anything.
It's just that he's not very normal - many times, he is not only as simple as not coming to school, but also has a very confusing concept of time. On the surface, it may only be a month, but it is very likely that he has been away from school for a year and a half. loaded even longer.
If he hadn't developed the habit of writing a diary, and by the way, it was also to mark what he was going to do in reality, whether he could remember his identity or whether he was a student is another matter.
But it's impossible to explain this situation to others, so I can only bear the **** side effects... Although in a sense, this is really his golden finger, but it is really for his Real life has caused great inconvenience and confusion.
"Well, can I quit the ministry?"
After thinking about it and thinking about it, Xia Ran asked Mr. Hiratsuka in the hope of what to do.
Mr. Hiratsuka smiled slightly, raised her hand and stroked the long black hair around her ears like a little woman, and then said with a very gentle expression:
"Student Xia Ran, don't think too much, in the next period of time, please enjoy life well..."
"Wait for me! What's with this feeling like telling a terminally ill patient to enjoy the last period of their lives?!"
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In the end, Xia Ran still did not quit the club.
However, the next development is not as sinister as he imagined, although the entire club is currently only him and Yukinoshita-kun.
The girl was very punctual, and appeared in the activity room after 3:30 in the afternoon, but the two sides obviously had nothing in common. They just said hello and went about their own business.
It seems, however, that she doesn't care about the morning, although her attitude is still the same.
The breeze swayed the curtains, the setting sun slanted into the activity room, and a quiet and peaceful atmosphere spread unknowingly. Whether it was a girl or a teenager, they were separated by a certain distance. The chair in the middle of the activity room sit on.
And the movements are surprisingly consistent, all of them are looking at the book in their hands with a calm expression.
The same is true of Xia Ran, he is not pretending, but really reading. Anyway, it is no problem to confirm that Yukino Yukino-san is not a careful person and doesn't hold grudges, so he doesn't necessarily have to stick it up.
Although I also had the idea of making a good relationship, the girl is obviously a very cold personality, so it is better to let it go and be yourself.
Speaking of which, this service department is not without benefits. If no one disturbs him, he can stay here for a whole day without worrying about where to spend his lunch break and whether he will be disturbed by people he does not know.
Xia Ran thought so quietly, flipping the pages of the book in her hand in the breeze blowing outside the window. It was a book of poetry.