Didi Didi——

The bells shake and hit to make an annoying and harsh sound, which is monotonous but long-lasting. It can be called a noise art that must be appreciated.

Every time at this time, Fujimaru Ritsuka would lament that a backward era also has its advantages.

People use alarm clocks because they are not familiar with the operation of mobile phones. For Ritsuka Fujimaru, a "pre-modern person", this thing is not as convenient to operate as a smartphone, and the ringing sound is also very noisy, but at least it does not have one favorite song after another because

It was made into a wake-up ringtone and thrown into the recycling bin.

"Hmm..."

With a long and dull moan, the slender arms that had been through the battlefield for a long time but with only a few lines left behind trembled and closed their minds. Under the snow-white quilt, a red dull hair shined, tenaciously and firmly.

Struggling to survive in the cracks, the stupid owner also knelt down on the bed with his elbows on the bed after struggling for a few seconds.

"Good morning, I am an ordinary person Fujimaru Ritsuka desu...."

After muttering something incoherently, the girl climbed out of bed with the confusion in her eyes.

Ritsuka Fujimaru’s mornings are fulfilling on weekends——

Six-thirty: Get up.

Seven o'clock: Finished washing and tidied up mentally.

7:30: Listen to the English radio to review the learning content - and do handstand push-ups at the same time.

Eight o'clock: Help parents prepare breakfast and lunch boxes for work - while doing thirty sets of leg raises and cycling.

8:30: Have breakfast with my parents - and use the air stool to exercise the lower body at the same time.

Nine o'clock: Send them to work under the worried gaze of their parents, and then there is free time. Fujimaru Ritsuka usually chooses to stretch and then do some burpees to warm up. When she has time, she uses the clothes drying fork at home to do Celtic exercises.

Gunsling... Wow, I really don’t want Miss Scathach to see it.

But today is an exception.

Sunday, nine o'clock, on the streets of Shinjuku District, Tokyo, Ibashi Business District.

"Anossa."

"Huh?"

"Don't you think it's too cruel to deprive junior high school students of their vacation time? I originally thought that after I knew the truth, there would be a daily plot with excessive CG."

In the peripheral area of ​​a Starbucks, a red-haired girl holds a Frappuccino in her mouth with a serious look on her face.

The girl was naturally Fujimaru Ritsuka. After the interview that day, she finally put down the burden of being a savior and planned to contact the mysterious side of the world with a different mentality, so she spent some time reading the information sent by Kaguya.
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The girl who was still digesting the new knowledge about the history of the dragon clan, blood inheritance, alchemy, and speech spirits suddenly received a text message on Saturday, one day after the interview ended.

——[Please gather at ***** at ** tomorrow morning, and the executive **** will introduce you to the specific tasks.]

So Fujimaru Ritsuka made a mysterious debut, and it started hastily.

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Tokyo, Japan, is a pretty big place. If we want to talk about the home stadium of the eight Seraki families, we can start with Ginza, Roppongi, Shibuya, Shimokitazawa, Akasaka, Ikebukuro...

Speaking of which, film and television works here often favor local materials. Each region is endowed with vitality and "personality", and they attach great importance to the sense of regional honor.

The Ibashi Business District where Fujimaru Ritsuka is located is located in Shinjuku, Japan. It is one of the 23 special districts in Tokyo, Japan, and is the most famous bustling business district in Tokyo and even Japan.

Speaking of Shinjuku District, this is indeed a suitable place for the underworld to teach and solve doubts. After all, a famous overseas red light district is located here.

So let’s get back to the subject, at this time, opposite Fujimaru Ritsuka is a configuration of two men and one woman.

The two men were wearing "I Love Tokyo" and "My Heart is Free" tops respectively. The black color scheme and the white calligraphy bold words were too eye-catching even in Word. They didn't look like natives of Tokyo at all, they looked like tourists who had just arrived -

—You still have a unique perspective as you get older.

And one of the "tourists" spoke.

"I don't think so at all. Rather, I just want to see the look on your face when your vacation is ruined by me."

Yasha did not hide the dark thoughts in his heart at all. His orchid fingers stirred the Americano elegantly, sometimes clockwise and sometimes counterclockwise, and his eyes were filled with the "kindness" and gloating of his elders.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. The man named Crow next to him raised his eyes, and the same "kind" smile appeared on the face of the gentle scum.

"To tell you the truth, I took the initiative to ask Young Master to bring Fujimaru-san out today to familiarize himself with our business work."

The man who deliberately used bad honorifics placed his hands on the glass table like an upper-class lady, but everything he said and thought was unabashedly evil in this world.

"Fujimaru-san's speech a few days ago really shocked my heart. The collision of fists and feet made me wake up from a dream. The ardent emotion to contribute to our association is so hot. I was naturally ashamed after hearing it.

, I felt ashamed and had to reflect on myself for a day before I boldly remonstrated with the young master.

Don’t talk nonsense about rest and vacation! As the saying goes, the early bird catches the worm. You must be filled with positive enthusiasm like the morning sun, like the sunflowers looking forward to the scorching sun, and like the buds breaking the ground.

!"

A schedule was slapped on the table, showing today's itinerary. Fujimaru Ritsuka understood it at a glance.

It's not because she can read quickly, it's because she can't see clearly at all. The words are so densely written that they are ugly and completely incomprehensible, but only the planner's clear intention of Sima Zhao is completely exposed.

A day of introspection?

I’m afraid I didn’t spend a whole day writing the itinerary and then slept until now to finish the job, right?

Do these two people really want to make things difficult for me?

"That's it..."

Thinking of this, the girl put her hands together with a suddenly enlightened expression.

"Mr. Yuan Zhisheng trained you very hard after that day, right?"

"How dare you mention it!!?"

"Sprinkle salt on the wound?! You are not human!"

As expected, after just poking the sore spot a little, the two of them shouted loudly like cats in a state of panic. Their originally gentle and elegant eyes suddenly filled with a fierce light, and they stood up and shouted.

"What kind of fitness do you think you, a female junior high school student, do?! Ah?!"

"My jaw is still hurting now! Won't your classmates give you the nickname "Mother Orangutan"! Ah! The teaching environment is so warm?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka shrugged nonchalantly and let it go, spreading his hands to help the two of them change the topic.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is the female gorilla Fujimaru Ritsuka desu~ Then again, aren't these tasks too childish?"

Squinting, the girl picked up a corner of the paper and tried hard to distinguish the words on the paper, thinking about why a printer was not used and the academic qualifications of the two people.

Crow: "Crazy!!!"

Yaksha: "It's so high-spirited and short-sighted!"

No...the two words "Yaksha-san" cannot be used together...

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head with a complicated expression, confirming that the academic qualifications of the two must be a tragedy. Although he wanted to persuade them kindly, he thought that the two were very high-spirited and might not like their juniors to wake them up, so he remained silent.

Unexpectedly, the two men pursued her in an aggressive manner.

Crow: "Humph, newcomers must respect their seniors. Do you understand this is Japanese etiquette?"

Yasha: "And it doesn't matter if you can fight again, it's useless if you can fight. This industry requires background knowledge, you know!"

The two of them were talking to each other, and for some reason they felt like they were being fooled by the high-pressure seniors in the club. The girl put her face with one hand and waved her hands nonchalantly.

"It doesn't matter, I learn things quickly."

Crow: "Crazy!!!"

Yaksha: "A high eye but a low hand is like a frog in a well!"

No...I told you not to use it with.

"Are you always so arrogant in school? Are your classmates blind enough to rate you as a once-in-a-hundred-year beauty and Raphael of Raushiko Academy?"

Yasha took a sip of American coffee and asked inexplicably.

"Hmm~~" Hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his eyebrows. "Yasha-san is usually very good at making everyone angry, right?"

"Stop joking with me, the young master likes me, right? Crow."

"Oh no, that's not the case."

"?"

Crow and Yasha stared at each other. Fujimaru Ritsuka looked interesting and raised a finger and explained.

"Huh, then let me, the Student Council President of Toyosaki No. 3 Middle School, part-time person in charge of the English Corner of the College, part-time host of the Friendship Conference, teach in person! In fact, if you are confident in your abilities, it is best to admit it frankly.

, being secretive or sensationalizing will only make people think you are looking down on him."

"Admitting one's excellence to others without showing off is not an arrogant act but a signal of goodwill - it is a small detail in making friends."

Fujimaru Ritsuka pretended to be explaining to the camera and put her hands together with a serious face. Seeing this, the two people who wanted to make things difficult for their juniors secretly clicked their tongues. Seeing that this road was blocked, they had to find another way.

"...Then what's going on with your lazy expression! And what's going on with those tears you shed because of yawning?! Is this the excellent quality you've shown?!"
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To be continued...