When her teacher didn't believe her at all and she didn't have enough convincing evidence, Naomi Misaki had no choice but to give up, bowing her head in despair and saying: I read it, I understand. Thank you, Mano-sensei. There's no need to take a break. Just think that we were just talking nonsense until now. The class is about to start, so I'll go back to the classroom first." With that, Naomi Misaki turned her back to Mano. He left Daichi's office.
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During lunch break, Naomi Mitsugi came to the back room of the school and sat alone in a deserted corner, leaning against the school wall and eating the fried noodles and bread she had bought in the cafeteria.
As I was eating, the bread tasted so bad that I almost cried.
There were many moments during school today when she wanted to cry. It broke his heart to realize that there was still one person missing from his side.
"Hey." As tears welled up in Naomi Misaki's eyes, the disdainful phone call made her hold back the tears. Then she looked at He Jian, who was leaning against the fence.
"What are you doing? Why are you here?" Misaki Naomi snorted, looking a little unfortable. Girls still don't want to be seen making fun of themselves.
``I came here to meet with you and share information about our respective investigations.'' Li Jia'an pretended not to notice that the girl was crying, then turned her back to him and sat down, leaning against the fence.
Naomi Mitsuki also sat on the edge of the fence, their backs to each other across the gap in the fence.
Feeling the warmth of her partner's back, Naomi Misaki suddenly gained courage and enthusiasm and began telling the story she had heard from Daichi Mano.
After listening to the other party's report, Li Jian'an looked sadly at the sky, "Did he really say that?"
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