Stray: Let’s talk about the future

Click, click...

Hiratsuka-sensei's shoes left crisp footsteps on the waxed floor, and the sound echoed in the empty corridor of the building, reflecting the unusual silence of the building.

If it is in a quiet and unmanned campus in the dead of night, it might be another example of the unbelievable campus XX.

Xia Ran led the way slowly in front of Shizuo Hiratsuka, turned her head to look in the direction of the sports field not far away, and saw many students in sports uniforms sweating and running in and out. The temperature is more pleasant, neither cold nor hot, which is more suitable.

"Wait, you, do you really know that club? Know where I'm taking you?"

Hiratsuka Shizuo's voice sounded, and she asked in confusion.

Probably because of the uncharacteristic behavior of the person behind her, she couldn't help but feel a little confused for a while. After she followed the other person out of the way, she realized that something was not right. Looking at the back who took the initiative to lead the way, she felt that the roles were a bit out of place.

It shouldn't be that this guy is very resistant, but he is very tough and must pull him over, and pull him many times in the process?

Why did this thing refuse to move before, but now it is walking faster than myself?

Although this seems to be a good thing, at least it doesn't need Hiratsuka Shizuo to spend more words and efforts, but the actual development is completely different from the expected situation, so I still want to be a conscientious female teacher who wants to be a close sister. , feel a subtle sense of loss.

"Yes, I know everything."

Xia Ran answered calmly, without looking back, still looking around.

It seems to him that this familiar school is full of novelty and fun of exploration, but Mr. Hiratsuka behind him can't attract his attention... Jing and cute are indeed cute, but cute can be Do you want to eat?

"But how is this possible?"

Hiratsuka Shizuo exhaled forcefully, rubbed his brows in confusion, then quickly took a few steps forward and passed Xia Ran in front of him. Distinguish every subtle change in his eyes.

"I thought you weren't interested in anything else in the school at all. You should be the kind of quiet person until graduation, and you don't know what the rest of the school looks like except for the teaching building. .”

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Xia Ran's eyes are subtle and erratic. What should I say, is Mr. Hiratsuka's words too rude or too sharp?

To tell the truth, the teacher's eyes are actually quite vicious, and what he said is indeed true. If there is no accident, maybe he really has such a life trajectory...

But who can think of the "variables" that make the infinite layers of narrative echelon collapse because the confrontation games of those extremely boring guys are torn apart.

It's just a lightly brushed aftermath, but like ripples on the water surface blown by the breeze, it completely breaks the nested array of infinite narrative layers, making the originally stable boundary line completely chaotic, the real and the illusory , history and legends, chaos and order...

So much so that countless worldlines are affected.

Every fourth wall that is broken means that someone may just be affected and fall into another narrative layer.

Dream is the continuation of reality, reality is the end of dream, everything is confused, the inhabitants of the real world can enter into the stories of the past, and the myths and history of the past are no longer a pure Akka for the people of the future. Summer Records...

This creates the ultimate chaos, but also brings many opportunities

Anything else, to take the simplest example, what does it mean when a mortal falls into another narrative layer?

A whole vivid world was once just a narrative in my eyes, it might be a story, it might be a piece of history, it might be a legend... This means that the mortals who have encountered all of this are in the most humble form of life. At that time, it has already invisibly possessed the characteristics of a relative "upper narrative".

More like a myth than any mythic life ever lived.

There is no possibility that a pool of stagnant water is born. The original soup is also because the tides of the moon affect the rise and fall of the ocean, and the constant collisions promote the communication of all things and the miracle of life.

Xia Ran is the victim of this accident without a single incident...and of course the beneficiary.

He coughed lightly and raised his fist to his mouth: "How is it possible, teacher, you must have misunderstood me..."

"Don't come here, what could be the misunderstanding? You guy, you don't necessarily come to class for a week in a whole semester, and the time you spend in school doesn't add up to three days!"

Hiratsuka Shizuo waved his hand

"Are you going to tell me that you actually have a sufficient familiarity and understanding of the school environment under such circumstances?"

"...Isn't it?" Xia Ran wondered.

He feels absolutely fine.

"It's you, do you think I'll believe it?"

Mr. Hiratsuka has a serious face: "Don't think about escaping today, I'm not telling you, your physical condition has not improved, I think you also don't exercise much, don't socialize with people, and don't see the sun all the year round. factor.”

Mood can also affect health. A positive person and a pessimistic person suffer from the same symptoms. One may get better and the other will get worse. Not without reason.

This guy's situation always repeats like this, and it is estimated that there are some reasons for this. After all, it is not in a place like a hospital where people feel depressed, or if he is squatting at home and getting moldy, unconsciously, he is already in the dark. Shen Chen, if he's really not sick, he'll have a problem.

"It wasn't you who told me that you were a ghost just now?"

Xia Ran twitched the corners of her mouth and sighed: "Speaking of which, Mr. Hiratsuka, I'm actually in a very healthy state, you don't have to worry about it at all. married"

“Stop!”

Blue veins clearly appeared on Shizuka Hiratsuka's forehead, forming an obvious cross visible to the naked eye. If it was in the animation, it might be possible to see the special effects of the rapid accumulation of anger gauges above her head. I'm not sure.

"Please be careful with my words and deeds, don't you know what to say and what not to say!"

Suddenly hit a sore spot by surprise, and seeing the older female teacher who is about to be a few years old and will soon leave, she also felt quite exasperated. She waved her fist and pretended to be He said with a vicious look in a vicious voice.

"If you were healthy, I wouldn't restrain myself now, okay!"

She nearly threw a straight punch just now.

"Sorry..." Xia Ran apologized in a perfunctory manner, saying that he didn't mean it, "I'm just outspoken and don't think too much about it."

"Why does your apology sound more irritating?" Mr. Hiratsuka said with a smile, with a bit of gnashing of teeth in his tone, why are you talking to this person? , blood pressure is up?

She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, but she couldn't help clenching her fists, her eyes darting up and down on Xia Ran, as if she was looking for someone to attack. place.

I really want to punch him in the face! But I was afraid that the goods would fall to the ground like this, and I was afraid that they would have to be sent in by myself soon after leaving the hospital.

After repeated psychological counseling for herself several times, Mr. Hiratsuka calmed down and decided not to have the same knowledge as this guy. She took the initiative to turn around and walk ahead to lead the way, and she opened the mouth to force the topic back on the right track:

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to the club's activity room."

She looked at the stairway above, the fourth floor of the special building was already on this floor, and while speaking, she looked back at someone behind her, followed the instructions in a earnest tone, like an elder The same as exhorting to care about the younger generation:

"I actually know that students of your age are the ones who hate the self-righteous good intentions of adults the most, but the teacher is also a past person. I still hope that you can try to make changes, make more friends, and have a positive attitude. Be cheerful and sunny..."

"Teacher, please don't talk to yourself, okay?" Xia Ran blinked, "I've said it all, you really don't have to worry about it, I'm no longer the me I used to be, and I'm telling the school now. I'm more familiar than you, okay? I know more people than you, so don't always think that I don't have friends..."

"Oh, just you?"

As if the female teacher heard something funny, she shook her eyebrows and showed a subtle expression.

"What a rude look, do I have a problem?"

"Ha, that's a big problem, do you think I would believe this?"

"Why don't you believe it, Hiratsuka-sensei, haven't you seen it? How do you think I know about this place, and Kato-san just now..."

"Che, who knows if you happened to inquire about this club by coincidence. Although this club is not public, it is not confidential."

The female teacher was dismissive of this and said with a look of contempt.

"And I only know the names of my classmates in the back seat. What convincing is this? Even as a teacher, I don't think that because I can call out the names of my classmates, we are all friends. Friends are not so superficial. relationship, but a closer distance.”

As she said that, she walked to the door of an empty classroom on this floor and stopped.

Then, she turned to look at Xia Ran and said in a playful tone

"Okay, stop struggling, we're all there."

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Hum, look, the child with this question really fell silent and had nothing to say... Finally, he hummed slightly in a happy mood, and Mr. Hiratsuka turned around and reached out to hold the doorknob. Just push the door in.

The corner of the classroom was messily piled with desks and chairs, and a girl with long black hair was reading quietly in the seat near the window.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Yukinoshita-san..." Hiratsuka-sensei greeted with a smile.

"It's nothing, Hiratsuka-sensei, I didn't wait long." The girl put the bookmark in the book in her hand, raised her head, and replied calmly with a voice like a stream.

"Huh?" Hiratsuka-sensei frowned strangely, as if he had discovered some new continent, "This time, you didn't reiterate to me the question of knocking on the door before coming in. Usually, you will be the first to come in. Did you say so?"

"So teacher, you remember this..."

Yukoshita Yukino raised her eyebrows, then cast a dissatisfied look.

"Ahahaha, this, after all, even if I knocked on the door, you never answered." The female teacher said a little embarrassedly, and then looked curiously at the tables and chairs beside the girl, changing the subject. Asked: "By the way, did someone just come to the door for consultation and help?"

"No." The girl's answer was succinct.

"Then why these tables and chairs..." Shizuo Hiratsuka was a little puzzled. She remembered that it was not arranged like this before, and Yukinoshita was always here alone. But now, this is the general setting of the study group in the library.

The four tables are neatly placed together. The girl is sitting in the corner near the window as usual, and a corresponding chair is also placed in the other three positions, indicating that they are indeed as one exists for a seat.

But because it was so obvious, she felt like she couldn't understand it.

"Forget it..." Shaking his head, Shizuo Hiratsuka stretched out his hand and pointed behind him, "As you can see, I brought someone here. This person wants to join the club. Let's get to know each other."

"That's it..." Yukino Yukino nodded lightly, looked at someone's figure, and then the corner of his mouth rose slightly, "This is not necessary, Hiratsuka-sensei, he was originally a member of the club, Look..."

She put the book aside, picked up an application on the table and praised it.

"Huh?" The female teacher widened her eyes.

When did it happen? !

Impossible! This guy was just a ghost student in name last semester. Not long after the semester started, he only came to school today, and he called him over immediately. How could he have already joined this club!

I couldn't believe it, took a step forward, took the form, and Hiratsuka quickly browsed it, and immediately found the clue

The handwriting is very new and the date is today!

This means that it might just be filled out...and someone has not left his sight since he was called just now, and there is no possibility of committing crimes, so that means...

Slightly narrowed his eyes, Shizuo Hiratsuka's suspicious gaze was fixed on Yukinoshita, and he asked hesitantly, "You already know each other?"

"Teacher, you are too slow, isn't it obvious?" Xia Ran, who had not spoken for a while, finally laughed out loud. He stepped forward and stretched out the chair beside the girl, unceremoniously. He sat directly on it, with a subtle wickedness on his face.

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"No, you...you..." Feeling a little confused, Hiratsuka-sensei wanted to say something but couldn't say it. She carefully distinguished the expression and eyes of the black long straight girl, and then confirmed this. .

This demeanor and sense of harmony seems to be real!

But...but...

"When did you meet?" After a while, Shizuo Hiratsuka managed to sort out her thoughts. Her eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them. She hesitated to ask this question. She still couldn't understand the previous There's no chance for a meeting.

"It's "today", and in terms of time, this is when we "first" met. "

Xia Ran restrained her smile and answered very honestly.

"Huh?"

Hiratsuka's eyebrows were raised, and she looked at the flat-faced girl next to her, and then looked at the distance between the two, and her expression became more subtle: "It turns out that I only met today, so I can get better. To this extent..."

"What's the problem?"

"I know for sure, will it be possible to get engaged after a while?" Hiratsuka-sensei also seemed to admire this man's act of stupidity, and exhaled softly.

"Huh? How did you know, teacher?"

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“…Eh?!”

The older single female teacher was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted. She saw the doomsday expression on her face, and her eyes shook violently.

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