Chapter 3 first quarter

One spring afternoon, the warmth made everyone drowsy.In the fifth class, Yuriko opened her eyes wide with a pencil in her hand, but her brain was dormant.After eating the meal, my stomach is full, and this class is the science that I have the most headache. "Youli, Youyili!" Kana at the next table called softly.A piece of rubber head flew over and bounced on the desk twice. "Your head is shaking, you will be found!" Yuriko Morisaki woke up with a jolt.Fortunately, Mr. Katayama is writing on the blackboard, with his back facing here.Yuriko quickly rubbed her eyelids with her hands.

Kana covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, and Yuriko also smiled shyly.The seats for two are right in the middle of the classroom.Looking around, I saw that half of the twenty-five students in the class were dozing off or looking dazed. Yuriko looked at the wall clock above the blackboard, there were still 20 minutes to finish class, so she had to try to pull herself together.She lowered her eyes to look at the notebook in hand, counting the third line from the top, the handwriting became distorted, and she was afraid that she had entered a state of spring sleep here. "Kana, let me see your notes after class."

As soon as the muttering sound came out, Katayama-sensei happened to turn around. She pushed the frame of the glasses with her fingers, and her eyes stopped on Yuriko. "Morisaki-san!" Named!Kana quickly lowered her head and began to dance with her pencil. "Don't talk!" "is teacher." Yuriko shrank her neck.But, teacher, why don't you care about the students who are dozing around?It’s good that I’m still awake! It may be that the psychology of justification and resistance has been fully exposed on the face. Teacher Katayama put down the chalk and clapped his hands a few times, and put one hand on his waist.

"During the science test last week, the average score of your class was the lowest among the fifth graders in the whole district! It's understandable that you have a preference for subjects, and the teacher didn't say that everyone should take the test with 100 points, but—" Very few students were awakened by the teacher's preaching.Yuriko has begun to trace the crooked notes in the notebook like passwords. At this time, someone knocked lightly on the front door of the classroom, and Mr. Katayama walked off the podium with an angry expression. Yuriko was deciphering the code seriously, and didn't notice what they were talking about.Suddenly there was a loud bang, and Teacher Katayama closed the door.Yuriko raised her head, and found that Katayama-sensei's eyes fell on her.

I?No way!The teacher is looking at Yuriko?The teacher's glasses are reflecting light so she cannot see her eyes. "Morisaki-san!" Teacher Katayama did not return to the podium.She stood stiffly by the door, her tone a little out of control. "Get up! Go home!" All the classmates in the classroom (all the awake classmates) stared at Yuriko.She even felt that everyone's eyes were hitting her face.She has never had this kind of experience, not because she is unremarkable, but because she is just right. "That... um..." Yuriko is puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.She looked around, thinking that someone would tell her what the teacher had just said.

Katayama-sensei suddenly walked across the aisle of the desk and approached Yuriko like a clockwork. Her movements were weird and unnatural. She stopped by Yuriko's desk, put one hand on the desk, and put the other on Yuriko's shoulder. "You have something urgent at home, and your mother is calling. Go back quickly!" The students who had been watching here just now began to talk about it, and whispers like "funeral, funeral" reached Yuriko's ears.What "funeral"?It's just that someone died! Only Kana stared at Yuriko uneasily.The teacher started walking again, approaching the lockers at the back of the classroom.Kana rushed ahead of Yuriko and said:

"Teacher, I'll help her!" Katayama-sensei was about to open Yuriko's cupboard, but when she heard what Kana said, she turned her head.Sato, who was sitting in the front seat, also left the seat and came to Yuriko's side. Several other students were about to stand up. The teacher returned to the podium and said loudly: "Sit down! Sit down!" The voice was still abnormal. Yuriko stuffed the textbooks and notebooks into the schoolbag that Kana brought, she felt her face was flushed, but her heart was cold and uneasy. She came to the corridor with her schoolbag under her arms, and Teacher Katayama followed.What surprised her even more was that the grade director, Mrs. Kiuchi, was also there.When she saw Yuriko, her expression suddenly seemed to lighten up.

"Ready? Well, let's go!" Kiuchi-sensei put his hand on Yuriko's back.She is about the same age as Yuriko's grandmother, and her short and fat body is especially prone to sweating.Even now, the hand on Yuriko's back conveyed a slightly higher body temperature. "Please take care!" Katayama-sensei nodded off and stood there until Yuriko turned the corridor. "Kiuchi-sensei, what happened to my house?" Yuriko asked while walking. Kiuchi-sensei walked forward, staring at his feet, walking so fast that Yuriko had to trot to keep up.The teacher kept his hand on Yuriko's back, but his eyes were avoiding Yuriko.

"Your parents are waiting at home." Kiuchi-sensei's walking posture is the same as Katayama-sensei just now, and his tone of voice is not natural. "Anyway, you hurry home!" "Funeral"!Who is dead?The words that were heard just now trembled in Yuriko's brain.Who is dead?dad?Mother?But Mr. Kiuchi said just now that my parents are waiting for me at home... If the astonishment just now was at the national championship level, then what is waiting for Yuriko next is probably at the Olympic level.A taxi was parked at the school gate, and the principal and vice-principal stood by the door.

"Ah, Morisaki-san!" The headmaster called out Yuriko's name.Will the principal remember the names of unremarkable students like Yuriko one by one? "Don't worry, Mr. Kiuchi will accompany you back to the house." What the vice-principal said was - "on the house"! Yuriko got into a taxi with Kiuchi-sensei.Originally, it only took about ten minutes for Yuriko to walk home, but this time she had to take a taxi! Yuriko's home is on the fifth floor of a ten-story apartment building - "Anqi Castle Stone Island" built ten years ago.Where would any angel dwell?A gray facade with a steel open-air staircase, a dead building.

After getting out of the taxi, Kiuchi-sensei took Yuriko's hand.I hold hands with the teacher?It's even more inconceivable than taking a taxi together! "Ms. Kiuchi," Yuriko looked up at the face of the teacher walking beside her again, "What did the principal say when we got into the taxi just now? What happened?" The principal said to Mr. Kiuchi: "I'll leave that to you." Kiuchi-sensei nodded with embarrassed eyes and said: "It's all about the school anyway." Kiuchi-sensei's smile is like a jigsaw puzzle that hasn't been put together completely, it's so fragile that it's about to fall apart. "Don't worry, Morisaki-san." I am already in the fifth grade of elementary school, and I am no longer an infant.Although he is still a child, he has already stood at the gate of puberty. The principal once said so in the morning meeting, so this should not be Yuriko's wishful thinking. But facing Yuriko who has grown up, they said "don't worry" in unison. It's like coaxing a child.Why is that?