Masas.h.i.+ leisurely strolled to the playground and saw two physical education cla.s.ses. At the far away, a girl, who wore pitcher uniform with a cap, stood on the pitcher spot. Her teammates were all boys.

Masas.h.i.+ thought this was interesting, so he sat on the lawn on the edge of the field to see her throw the ball.

Rumi is not that used to make up the number of pitchers. Because of the long-term strenuous exercise, her body was a lot better than the average boys. Every time she threw the ball, it was fast and accurate, and not at all inferior to boys. And after her opponents make three strikes, she then screamed with excitement, just like the boys.

This is what Masas.h.i.+ appreciates the most. Her eyes were clear just like her state of mind.

When other girls were busily buying cosmetics, all kinds of ornament necklaces, or constantly looking for a new boyfriend, her only pastimes were limited to buying some snacks after school and, after dinner, dragged Rumiko and them to watch some boring series. On the holidays, unlike other girls who likes to go shopping, she stays at home to practice her kendo.

With her at home, she was insulated from the average person’s so-called nightlife. Masas.h.i.+ never saw her go to sleep beyond 11 o’clock.

The things that many girls are more interested in, such as flower arranging, gymnastic, swimming, and other rhythm sports activities, were rarely partic.i.p.ated by her. Apart from making tea, she prefers to play baseball like a boy, climbing the tree, catching fishes, and that’s without mentioning her kendo.

Every so often, she was like a hyperactive child. Telling her the proper conduct of a Lady was meaningless.

When playing almost half of the cla.s.s time, Rumi finally saw Masas.h.i.+ on the sideline. Like a puppy that just saw its owner, she immediately ran over excitedly.

“Senior, why are you here?” The running girl’s long ponytail was unceasingly flying upward.

“I am also a student here, why can’t I be here?” Masas.h.i.+ revealed his crafty smile.

“I am not asking this. Don’t you have a cla.s.s? You’re not skipping a cla.s.s are you?” The girl looked worried and asked.

“That’s right. However, I’m really sorry. There’s no prize for you.” Masas.h.i.+ said with a sloppy look.

“Senior!” Rumi loudly shouted.

Masas.h.i.+ rubbed his ears as he said, “Okay, don’t be so loud, I know what you want to say. However, I already skipped the cla.s.ses. It doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Don’t you have the awareness for an introspection?” Rumi’s anger subsided.

“Don’t be too serious, ok? I just skipped several cla.s.ses. It’s not as if I’m a convicted criminal or something.” Masas.h.i.+, feeling wronged, said.

“What skipped ‘just several cla.s.s?’ I already asked Kazumi, you almost skipped half the cla.s.ses this semester. If you go on like this, you’re going to be my junior in school.”

“What are you afraid of? As long as I pa.s.s the exams, that’s enough. Do you doubt your senior’s ability?” Masas.h.i.+ pushed up his sleeve to show his aspiration.

But the girl’s expression made her greatly discouraged.

“Fine, you won. I’m going back to cla.s.s. Go away, you little rascal.” Masas.h.i.+ backed away as he beckoned his hand.

“Senior, you must try hard.” Rumi lifted up her hands to gesture her encouragement.

Masas.h.i.+ could not help but laugh, shook his head and walked away.

After making a turn, Masas.h.i.+ looked back to ascertain that noisy kid didn’t see him. He then went to the school’s back door fence and quietly crawled up.”

“Truly, without Tiger in the mountain, monkey became the king. All the cla.s.s’ subjects are hard; they really want me to die early.” Masas.h.i.+ smiled bitterly as he climbed.

After several dull and average days, one afternoon, Masas.h.i.+ returned to the cla.s.sroom from the outside.

When he just came in, he saw the guidance teacher was also inside. Many students were discussing something in whisper.

“Hey, what’s happening?” Masas.h.i.+ patted a boy on the shoulder and asked.

“Oi, it’s Masas.h.i.+. He came back.” That student turned his head to see Masas.h.i.+ and suddenly called out.

Everyone immediately looked over.

He did not like this looking at a monkey look.

“Cla.s.smate Masas.h.i.+, come here for a moment.” The speaker was the guidance teacher.

“What’s the matter, teacher?” Seeing Misato Kazuo was hiding behind the guidance teacher, Masas.h.i.+ knew that this is probably not a good thing.

“Have you ever seen this Parker pen?” The guidance teacher pulled out a golden Parker pen in front of Masas.h.i.+.

“Never seen this.”

“This morning, cla.s.smate Kazuo reported to me that he lost a pure gold Parker pen. So I come to the cla.s.sroom to help him find it. Later on, when checking the student’s school-bags, his lost pen was found in your drawer. Can you explain why this pen was inside your drawer?”

“Oh, there is such a thing? I’m also curious. Cla.s.smate Kazuo, can you help me explain why your pen was in my drawer?” Masas.h.i.+ sneeringly looked at Misato Kazuo.

“I, I don’t know anything about it….” Misato Kazuo didn’t dare to look at Masas.h.i.+.

“Cla.s.smate Masas.h.i.+, I am now asking you, don’t ask cla.s.smate Kazuo. Please answer my question immediately.” The guidance teacher kept a straight face.

“To caught a man fornicating in bed is to catch his dirty secret, what else could I say.” Masas.h.i.+ shrugged.

“Is that a confession? Then do you admit on stealing cla.s.smate Misato Kazuo’s pen?”

“You’re the one who said these words. I didn’t admit such a thing. While I was away, you go through my stuff, and then said I stole something, what else could I say? Besides, have you seen a thief so idiot like this? Having stolen something but did not hide it well. Forget it. It’s useless anyway. However you want to deal with it, just deal it.” Masas.h.i.+ had a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water appearance.

“You…., fine, I’ll immediately report this to the princ.i.p.al. You just wait!” The guidance teacher was shaking with anger.

Misato Kazuo did not dare to stay behind and followed to run behind the guidance teacher.

As the two men left, Nagasaki sighed, “Cla.s.smate Masas.h.i.+, I didn’t know you could do such a thing. If you have a problem, just say it, we will certainly help you. You really let me down.”

Looking at Nagasaki’s performance and the contempt for other people eyes, Masas.h.i.+ could not help but laugh. He never thought that one day he could be a leading role in a third-rate script.

Staying in cla.s.s is without meaning anymore, better to just skip the school.

When he was getting out of the door, Masas.h.i.+ suddenly turned to Nagasaki and said: “This script is so bad, and the actors suck. It’s a very boring show. It seems like your taste is also mediocre. A kid is a kid after all, still wanted to pretend to be mature; Only suitable to play a cheap trick at this level.” He said these as he shook his head to go out.

“Humph, what an att.i.tude. Having caught stolen thing, but still so arrogant.” A boy cursed.

“Unexpectedly Masas.h.i.+ is such a person. I honestly can’t see it coming.”

“I don’t know what would be the reaction of Nagakawa Rumi when she hear about this incident.” A boy excitedly said.

“What else, they’re bound to break up.”

“Really? But, if this happens to me, I will also do it.”

“Cla.s.smate Nagasaki, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” A female student, seeing Nagasaki’s pale face, concernedly said.

“I’m fine, Thank you.” He answered in disgust.

“Cla.s.smate Nagasaki, are you angry?”

“Nothing to do with you.” The transfer student gritted his teeth, turned around and walked back to his seat.

‘Gennai Masas.h.i.+, I will make you regret about what you say today.’ Nagasaki gloomily said in his heart.