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Chapter Seventeen - Liars.

Back to that place again.

In the corridor, girls in sportswear were chatting and laughing. They opened the door to the classroom and saw a girl with long hair sitting by the window in an empty room. The window was wide open, and the curtains that had been freed from their restraints at some point were blown high by the wind.

It rises high, falls again, and so on.

The voices of the girls chatting and laughing were much quieter, and the trivial whispers seemed to be swept over and over again by a frizzy brush. Silence dominated the space. No, there was also the sound of the curtains being blown by the wind. It was not loud, but it just filled the classroom.

middle.

The long-haired girl by the window was reading a book quietly, and then there was the sound of turning pages. It was very small, but it was like a signal for throwing a cup, making chain ripples in the room.

"Hey! Five o'clock!"

The girl raised her head and looked at the source of the sound.

She is a short-haired girl with a delicate face, a somewhat cold gaze, and a provocative tone in her words. The mole under her left eye softens this negative emotion just right. Even the harsh reprimands seem to have a hint of provocation.

Jealous and angry.

"..."

"It's really easy to just skip physical education class openly. Isn't it fun? Pretend to be weak and wait quietly for your classmates who are smelly and sweaty to come back."

"..."

Faced with the other party's unauthorized provocation, Wu Geng could not think of an appropriate response for the time being. Of course, she could deny it and confront her. Calmly admitting it was also an option, but considering the other party's mood of "seeing her unhappy", no matter what kind of response, it seemed that she would

It has the effect of intensifying conflicts. The girl's still young mind really doesn't have a suitable way to deal with it.

"Tch, ignore it."

The girl walked towards Wu Geng gloomily, but was stopped by the girl beside her, "Forget it, Arisukawa." But she quickly broke away. She walked to Wu Geng and stood still, looking down at her.

"..."

"Listen to me."

Wu Geng gently blinked his eyes, and first looked at the book spread out on the desk. The clear ink and white paper, and the fixed information on each page will not increase due to differences in readers, nor will it increase due to changes in time and space.

And decreased. In a world mostly accompanied by books, the girl has noticed her own clumsiness in external communication.

She had no way to make herself more skillful and able to handle everything at present with ease. At that time, she naively thought that if she cut open the surface of the world, there were only two options of 'like' and 'hate'.

Her little brain couldn't figure out the ball of thread.

"What does Arisukawa hate about me?" He asked so bluntly.

Faced with this sudden question, the other party's eyes widened and he hesitated when he wanted to speak.

The wind that poured into the classroom blew Wugeng's hair into a mess, and the tips of her hair showed a shining golden color in the sunlight.

The girl in Wu Geng's eyes stood helpless, her eyes wandering a bit, she pursed her lips slightly, but pretended to smile relaxedly.

"hair."

--lie.

she said.

"I hate your hair, I hate it, so I feel unhappy."

——Lie, lie, lie.

(ex){}&/After entering junior high school, he tentatively contacted the outside world. He was neither overly showy nor timid, but instead became a detached existence in the class.

Wu Geng lamented the wonder of her life situation. When she got out of bed, a slipper seemed to have been kicked into the bottom of the bed. She was too lazy to lean over and fumble, so she simply stepped on the floor with one foot, came to the window, and "wow--"

The curtains opened with a sound.

The rush of sunlight rushing in stung my eyes that had not yet adapted. After squinting for a while, the blurry light gradually transformed into concrete things.

The bird on the wire outside the window tilted its head and looked at her for a few seconds, then fluttered its wings and flew away.

The cell phone next to the bed suddenly rang, and the caller ID was Mai Shiraishi.

Wu Geng scratched her head and then recalled that in the morning there was a food scene for "Where's Noban Board?", and she and Shiraishi were assigned to a group. Just in case, the two exchanged contact information yesterday.

Well, it’s true that Shiraishi is a serious character, but there’s no need to go so far in advance. The agreed meeting time with Saff is only 10 o’clock.

The ringtone was still echoing in the empty room, and putting it off was not an option. Wu Geng sighed and answered the call.

"Fifth watch, have you arrived?"

Ask straightforwardly.

"Well... Shiraishi-san, if you go too early, you will just waste your time waiting in vain."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's already half past nine."

Eh?

Looking at the alarm clock on the desk, the time displayed is 9:30, the second hand advances one time in time, and the 0 on the minute hand changes to 1.

Only then did the memory reach the area where it could be interpreted, and I recalled the fact that I didn't set the alarm clock last night.

"Wait... wait, wait! Shiraishi-san, just in case, let me ask first." Although there was no risk of the phone being tapped, Wu Geng still lowered his voice subconsciously and slightly covered his mouth with his hand and asked, "

…Have all the saff arrived?”

"..."

There was a brief silence, as if Shiraishi's suppressed emotions were being transported along the radio waves.

"We're here. We're all waiting for you."

The death penalty is confirmed.

"Wait a minute, Shiraishi-san! Make up an excuse for me to last ten minutes, no, twenty minutes! No, no, no, thirty minutes is more reliable!"

Then, in the midst of the chaos, my toe hit the corner of the table.

"——!!!!!!"

"What's wrong, fifth watch? What happened to you over there?"

Wu Geng hugged his right foot and rolled from the window to the bedroom door, and then rolled back from the door to the window. It was as if he experienced all the pain since the birth of human beings in an instant. Wu Geng felt that he did not cry on the spot because of his willpower.

Ordinary people.

She struggled, dragging her painful right foot, and took the phone with difficulty.

On the other side of the receiver, Shiraishi was still shouting anxiously.
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