act.2 violence

The next day was cloudy, and it was drizzling in the sky, which made the windows wet with hazy weather.

As usual, while the student union was working on some ordinary documents and was working hard, a student came to tell me that a serious violent incident occurred in a class.

Generally speaking, although the students here usually have some disputes, violent incidents rarely occur. I have never seen a violent incident in the past six months, so when I learned the news, I was very surprised.

Soon, I followed the boy who reported the news to the class one of the three years when the violence occurred.

As soon as I walked into the classroom, I saw Yuri Nakamura sitting at the end of the classroom. She was so dazzling. She placed her legs on the table, hugged her hands together, and her face was full of impatientness.

Especially on her body, there was a breath of "Don't get close to me, you miscellaneous things", which made her turn into a dazzling and bad girl.

Beside her, there were still three students who were moaning constantly.

The other students were obviously afraid of this bad girl and isolated her, so there was no one around her except these three unlucky guys.

"The president is here."

"It's all right now."

"That girl will definitely be unlucky, the president said it very harshly."

After I entered the door, I heard many classmates whispering, but they were all meaningless words that could not draw specific conclusions from it.

"What the hell happened?" I walked to Yuri Nakamura and asked.

"You should know this kind of thing at a glance." Yuri Nakamura said impatiently.

If you can tell at a glance, it should be Sherlock Holmes, I am just a student president.

"Why do you want to hit someone?" I looked directly at the girl and put some pressure on me.

Yuri Nakamura raised his head "ha" and looked at me without any concession, "Of course there is a reason to hit people. I am not a violent maniac, I hit people for no reason."

"Didn't I ask, countless people are going to hit people!"

“Because of sexual harassment.”

"No!" Before I could speak, someone lying on the ground stood up in a hurry, "We just want to have a good relationship with her and want to invite her to lunch..."

"Why do you have to put your hand on my shoulders for lunch? What is that frivolous tone? You can tell at a glance that it's sexual harassment."

"What, what's going on with you guys? You're so familiar with me before, don't turn your back on me at any time."

"Who is familiar with you, a sexually harassed guy..."

"Shut up!" I scolded coldly when I saw the two of them quarrel.

The boy obviously knew my majesty, and his neck subconsciously shrank and closed his mouth. Yuri Nakamura snorted coldly, without saying anything.

I looked around the classroom, pointed at a girl and said, "Iga Hizuki, can I tell me the story carefully?"

This girl named Hizuki Iga is not an outsider, but a student from this school, and is also a capable general in our student union. She can be regarded as my right-hand man.

Fei Yue nodded slightly and said carefully what happened.

The incident happened very simply. Yuri Nakamura seemed to have not adapted to this college yet, and his reaction to the students seemed a bit too extreme.

The first time she came to class, several boys invited her to dinner, maybe she was too intimate and was hit by her.

After understanding this, I couldn't help but sigh.

After outsiders come to this world, the world will arrange a reasonable identity for outsiders, including familiar friends, classes, and past past.

But outsiders don’t know this and often seem very surprised.

However, there were not many people who were overreacting like Yuri Nakamura. The last time I remembered that there was a big commotion, it was also a girl.

It was the girl who liked to say "It's really superficial". She held the knights she endured on the neck of her classmates, scaring her classmates to tears.

The teachers also kept trying to punish this girl. I had to waste a lot of effort to settle the matter.

After I figured it out, I couldn't help but have a headache. It seemed that this girl named "Nakamura Yuri" was not a good-looking lamp.

"I will give you an explanation for this matter. I hope everyone will not be hostile to Nakamura Yuri because of this. She may have some unscrupulous difficulties."

"Wait, why do you know my name?"

"Okay, Yuri Nakamura, I think we need to have a good talk. Please come to the student council room with me."

Ignoring her questions, I dragged her away and dragged her out of the classroom.

"Let me go, your soul is fading."

"What's going on? I'm obviously not wrong."

"It hurts so much that you caught me. If I don't let go, I'll fight back."

In the corridor, this girl was too lively, causing me to be watched by students who didn't know the truth.

If it weren't for the high prestige in this school, someone might have already come out to compete with me, the great devil who ravaged the beautiful girl.

Finally, I pulled Yuri Nakamura into the student union, so I locked the door to avoid disturbing anyone halfway through the conversation.

Who knew that I had just locked the door when I turned around and saw Yuri Nakamura rushing towards me, punching him out, almost hitting my head.

"You're crazy!" I avoided her attack, shocked and angry.

"I didn't expect you to be a good person either." Yuri Nakamura cursed and attacked me.

From the time she knocked down three boys without any damage, I knew she must have practiced some martial arts, but I was not afraid. In fact, before becoming the student president, I also joined some martial arts clubs.

Just like Taekwondo, karate, kendo and so on.

Although my brain has lost my memory, my body still feels still. I am comfortable learning these things, and I haven't been able to work all over the school for a long time.

Now, these martial arts clubs combined are not my only opponents.

This made me very suspicious that I must have been a very famous martial artist before I lost my memory.

Although Yuri Nakamura is amazing, judging from her actions, she is not my opponent.

First, he attacked me for no reason, and then scolded people. Even the clay man would get angry. I couldn't help but say loudly: "Why do you say I'm not a good person? Is my name very Western and feminine?"

"It has nothing to do with that." Yuri Nakamura denied, "although this name does feel uncomfortable."

I said this, but it was still because of the name.

Because a name denies people, does not ask about the past, does not ask about morality, or origin, such a spoiled girl successfully aroused my anger.
Chapter completed!