Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"Come, come, Takahashi is here."

"Come and see."

"Oh!"

Heads stuck out from the windows, and the black heads looked at Takahashi pitifully with laughter. There were only a few hundred people in all three grades of high school. Everyone is either former classmates or relatives. If there is any trouble, it will spread among the people like a wild fire, and the closed towns form a unique flaming circle.

The eyes of everyone looking at Takahashi are full of sarcasm and disdain. The rumors and photos are nothing if they are listed alone. Many people will have basic rationality when they are picked out alone as bystanders, but the three become tigers. When you find that the Timeline (similar to the circle of friends) around you are all laughing at Takahashi's special services, false things will become real.

"She looked up at us."

"Going into the classroom."

Back in her seat, Takahashi clenched her hands, released them, and clenched them again. She pursed her lips and looked out the window, then looked down at her hands on her knees, restless like a rabbit.

Not only the classmates in the classroom, but also many students from other classes gathered in the corridor outside the door. The third grade, the second grade, and the first grade were crowded in the corridor.

Everyone stretched their necks and wanted to take a look at this wonderful woman circulating in the circle of friends. Taking a photo and putting it in their circle of friends is considered to be chasing "fashion". The story is passed on to the next class of junior students.

"This senior is pretty good looking."

"If you're too bad, can you still go to ****? Who will spend money on ugly people?"

"You said if I asked in the past, would you do it with me?"

'You go and try, try and you won't know. ’

"Yes, go go."

Instigated by a group of people, a second-year boy was pushed into the class, and he walked to Takahashi's poor table, laughing.

"Senior sister, can you do it with me if you can?" The boy said very earnestly, and he thought it was the junior brother who was confessing to the senior sister.

"..."

"I can pay, I won't be free." After a few more words, the second-year boy shrugged and walked out.

"Sorry, I failed."

"Hahaha."

"Haha, you are too embarrassed to come back without any result."

"It must be because the other party is too shy, and the other party will definitely be embarrassed to ask the price in such a large audience. Let's ask on the mobile phone when you go back."

The rumored sword, spear, sword and halberd pierced into Takahashi's heart. She sat in the seat like petrified, watching the teachers on the stage indifferently.

Without looking down at the phone, she could guess that it must be full of foul language now.

In the afternoon, the Mandarin class was taught by the head teacher. After reading the syllabus to the lecture notes, he paced to Takahashi's desk.

This is the type of teacher that most students like best. The head teacher has a weak temperament and never treats students harshly. Even if the students make mistakes, they will just pretend to be invisible.

It's just that today's things seem to be a little exaggerated, and he can't help but take action.

"Come to the office after class." The head teacher tapped on Takahashi's desk and whispered.

"...Hmm." Takahashi's pitiful fingertips trembled slightly.

The teacher's office is much better than the student's classroom, facing the flowers and trees of the campus, and two air conditioners are turned on.

If in winter, the office will be equipped with one or two coal-burning stoves, and the smoke will be exhausted outdoors through the chimney, which will be warmer than in summer.

More than a dozen teachers sat in their seats, looked at their mobile phones for a while, and then flipped through the handouts. Some teachers glanced at Takahashi pitifully, and shook their heads silently.

"Takahashi, this matter... eh?"

The head teacher used **** to push the mobile phone on the table in front of Takahashi's poor body. There were some things he couldn't say clearly.

What was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone was the rumor that was circulating last night, the record of Takahashi O Rei's rounded corners.

Takahashi's pitiful heart suddenly tightened. Although it was full of lies that others slandered her, the head teacher took it out and put it in front of him, a kind of red fruit after being torn and exposed in the air. Panic engulfed her body.

"It's all fake." Takahashi's pitiful voice was very calm, "It's all something people in the class use to make fun of me."

"Is that so?" The head teacher was a tall and thin man wearing glasses. His tone of voice and his temperament from the inside out gave people a weak feeling.

"I was working in a convenience store, and then I brought goods to the hotel, which is the convenience store in the lower left corner of the picture."

After getting a poor negative answer from Takahashi, the head teacher didn't want to continue on this topic. The other teachers in the office told him about it, otherwise he didn't want to meddle in his own business.

"In this case, there is no problem. The teacher is really worried that you will go astray."

"Teacher, can you help me... explain it?" Takahashi looked at the teacher's phone pitifully, "It's just these rumors..."

"This clearer is self-cleaning and has a clear conscience. Why don't you just ignore them?"

The head teacher thought that he felt good and persuaded Takahashi a few words, which was nothing more than a step back and the truth of mutual understanding.

These words are very simple for everyone to say, how much effort does it take to pick up a hundred dollars from the ground without bending over.

What good would it do for him to get involved with these students?

And a slap doesn't make a sound, if you don't provoke others, then why do people bully you? When you are bullied by others, don't you think about whether you have done something wrong?

Standing in the corridor outside the office, Takahashi pitifully stood with his hands behind his back for a long time.

The voices of teachers talking were gradually heard in the office.

"The students in your class seem to be too pranksters, aren't you ready to take care of them?"

"Whatever~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Anyway, there is still one year before the end of the third year of high school. It's time to enter the society, it's time to go to university, it's time to go to university, how about love."

"You really see it."

"I can't help it, and it doesn't look like there is a problem with Takahashi, so I can deal with it this way."

Carrying a schoolbag, Takahashi sighed heavily in her heart. She shouldn't have pinned her hopes on other people. It's not that she didn't try it before, but when did she not get hurt again?

"what?"

Standing on the street outside the convenience store, Takahashi stared pitifully at the things on the telephone poles.

She took three steps and two steps, her nose almost sticking to the telephone pole.

I don't know when a flyer was actually posted on the telephone pole.

The flyer is in black and white, and in the center is a photo of a student taken by Takahashi Poor High School. He has long bangs and is well-behaved and cute. At a glance, it makes life feel pure, and right below the photo are written bold and explicit words. .