Grade One, Class Six
When I arrived at the door of the first grade's sixth class, there was still less than ten minutes before the class ended. A bespectacled gentleman was currently pointing fingers at the podium and explaining non-stop. Through the crack in the door, I could vaguely hear the content of his explanation, but this was not what I cared about.
I stood by the door and tried my best to raise my foot to look through the window. Fortunately, I found the target I was looking for in the third and fourth rows by the window.
Juchuan Shizuka sat in the third row, while Nan Rika sat in the fourth row. I was a little surprised that the two of them were sitting in the front and back rows.
As the bell rang, the teacher announced that the class was over and the class monitor shouted the word "salute". The entire class rushed towards the narrow door like a broken dam. The rapid flow of people made me shocked.
I understood how anxious these people were. Most of these students wouldn't go home for lunch during school. Other than some who brought their own lunchboxes, the rest had to settle their problems at school.
There were two ways to solve the problem of lunch in school. One was to go to the school's special place that sold bread and buy bread to satisfy one's hunger. This was both economical and convenient. Of course, there was a limited number of delicious bread. If one wanted to buy the bread that one liked, they would have to fight for it.
The second option was naturally to go to the canteen specially prepared by the school. However, it was also a hellish scene here. The amount of food they liked to eat was also limited, and the long queue sometimes took nearly 20 minutes to get food. If they did not fight for a while, the short rest time at noon would be wasted unconsciously.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the thirty-two students in a class had been squeezed out. The remaining people who were not in a hurry were either the ones who had the world in their hands or the ones who were returning home for lunch. Naturally, they did not have to fight for the minutes and seconds to move leisurely.
I quietly leaned against the wall and waited for no one to come out. Then, I gently pushed the door open and walked into the classroom. All the students in the class were surprised by my arrival.
"Hey, Xiao Shi, why are you here?”Nan Lixiang looked up and saw me. She asked in surprise.
Hearing the surprised voice, Kokawa Shizuka also held a lunchbox in each hand and looked at me."Aiya, it's really Xiao Komuro. Seeing Xiao reminds me of Madam Komuro's food. It's really delicious!”
As expected, Juchuan Shizuka's speech was as touching as ever.
Because of their conversation, the students in the class knew that it was someone they knew, so they stopped looking at them in surprise.
Nan Lixiang gently patted her forehead and smiled,""I almost forgot. Younger Brother Komuro, you really came. I thought you were joking yesterday.”
"That's not true!" I casually sat opposite Nan Lixiang and looked at her."A man's words naturally carry weight. He said he would come to look for you, so he would naturally come.”
As I said that, I deliberately puffed out my chest, acting like a little adult.
Shizuka placed the lunchbox on the table and looked at me suspiciously."Filial piety? Since you're not a student of our school, did you skip class? Skipping class is not something a good child should do. If you really skipped class to come, then I don't like you!”
I carefully looked at Juchuan Shizuka's expression. She looked pretty good and her expression was very natural. It seemed that she had already been freed from the shock of losing her parents. The calmness she had now was not a forced smile.
I was a little envious of her natural stupidity. If I had seen her sad and painful appearance yesterday, it would have taken at least ten days to half a month to heal her spiritual trauma. I didn't expect that it was just as Nan Rika had said. She was a natural stupidity who would dig into a dead end. When her emotions were focused on a certain point, she would be too sad and faint. However, once she shifted her attention, she would recover very quickly. Seeing that she was fine, I was secretly relieved.
"Skipping class? I didn't. I came here with the permission of Aunt Yuriko. Aunt Yuriko drove me to the school gate. If you don't believe me, Aunt Yuriko will pick me up at the school gate in the afternoon. You'll know then!”I displayed the child-like attitude of being suspected. This made it easier for them to believe me.
Nan Lixiang's eyes were filled with a smile. She looked at me and patted my head."Good! Alright, I believe you!"
I was secretly depressed. I hated slapping my head the most, especially when such a little girl acted like an adult. It made me even more unhappy.
At this moment, a crisp and beautiful music sounded. Rika Nan and Shizuka Juchuan were both stunned. A phone call? Yes, it was the ringing of the phone.
In high school, there was a rule that forbade people from bringing their phones to school. Of course, there were not many people who would abide by it. The two of them looked at me at the same time. It was only then that I realized that my phone was ringing.
I quickly took out my phone and answered the call. Auntie Yuriko's voice came from the phone."Xiao, have you found Miss Nan Rixiang? Where are you now?"
I knew that this was Auntie Yuriko's concern for me. I didn't feel any resistance in my heart, only warmth."Auntie Gao Cheng, I found her. She's right beside her now!”
I clearly heard a soft sigh of relief from the other end of the phone."That's good. Xiao, don't disturb Miss Nan Lixiang's class. Pass the phone to Miss Nan Lixiang. I want to thank her properly!”
Hearing Auntie Yuriko's words, I shook my head helplessly. Sigh! The thoughts of the adults are really…When will I become independent!
I smiled brightly and handed the phone to Nan Lixiang.""Rika, Aunty Gaocheng wants to talk to you!”
Nan Lixiang pointed at herself in surprise. When she saw me nod affirmatively, she took the phone.
"Hello? Hello, Mrs. Gaocheng, I'm Nan Rixiang!”
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I didn't pay attention to their conversation. It was nothing more than some cliché stuff. I just thought about it.
I sized up the classroom layout. It was different from China. I remembered that in my previous life, two people would share a table in school, but here, no one had a fixed desk. If nothing unexpected happened, this desk would accompany the students from the beginning to the end of the school. Moreover, the number of students in the class was fixed at 32. This number could only be small but not large. It was impossible for a situation like in my previous life where a class had more than 60 people to be stuffed into it.
Just as I was lost in my thoughts, someone knocked on my head. It turned out that Rika Nan had finished talking to Auntie Yuriko. She knocked on my head and handed me her phone.
"Hello, Auntie Gao Cheng!" I answered the phone to show that I was listening.
"Xiao, auntie is fine now. You have to listen to Miss Nan Lixiang in school and don't cause trouble for others. Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. I'll pick you up at the school gate at four in the afternoon and call you then. That's all. Goodbye!”
"Goodbye, Auntie Gao Cheng!" After bidding farewell to Yuriko, I put my phone away.
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