Pa~pa~pa~pa~pa~pa~pa~

It is already autumn, and the weather is clear and cool. Although the sun rises later than in summer, it still takes up work before 7 o'clock.

It was just such a pleasant weather, the cool wind blew every corner of the earth, but it was around in front of a room. In that room, there was a terrifying atmosphere.

Pa~pa~pa~pa~pa~pa~pa~

With such rhythms, it is like the accompaniment of the famous ancient Dance of Curse. Each beat seems to be a sound of despair echoing from the land of Naraku. It is probably this kind of atmosphere.

In the backyard of the house, Samar, who should not have appeared at this time, stood there early for some reason. In front of him was a sheet of bedding stalks, and the rhythm that seemed to be a curse was ringing from the contact between the beat and the sheets in his hand.

Samar now had a dark face and patted the quilt, as if it was an enemy, weaving the sound of curses. His gaze was firmly locked on a water stain on the quilt, and his hatred rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his forehead.

What is this? What is this? Samar, 19 years old this year, has never encountered such a situation since he had memory. Before dawn, he felt something strange and woke up and found that his bed was wet! It was wet! It was not a fantasy or a dream, it was really wet!!!

And if it were me, Samar would not have made such an expression, but the problem is that the cause of this phenomenon is that he would get into his sleeping quilt without authorization, and sleep next to him like a koala holding a tree trunk.

Hasn't that girl recovered some of her memories? She actually did such a thing, which made Samar almost want to beat Fitt's butt. She only saw the other party's tears and sad face. Before that pitiful look like cheating, Samar actually endured it and swallowed the resentment he almost sprayed into her stomach.

I endure it, but I still have to do what I have to do. Today, Ainius had to get up early to go to the vegetable market to buy fresh and cheap food, but the others had not yet gotten up. So while this time, Samar moved the sheets outside the house, imitating Ainius's movements, and patted the sheets hard, trying to eliminate the water stains before Ainius came back and woke up with everyone, so he appeared in the backyard so early.

But Samar endured the punishment for Fit, but the resentment that could not be released was still vented from the beat.

"Really, if magic is used, it will make the alarm of the house sound. Will it be possible to do this in the end?"

Samar put down his hands and rubbed his sore shoulders. This would not work. He would definitely go crazy before Fite returned to normal. He must do some treatment.

"Oh you jerk!"

It was the 100% call of vitality, and Fit was rushing out of the corner of the house with excitement and rushing towards Fit. Fit was wearing a school dress and uniform, spreading his hands and cheering, and then jumping up one meter away from Samael, and rushing towards Samael. Looking at her appearance, she wanted to have a very impactful hug.

Samar reacted immediately, and saw his left foot retreating, and his body shook, shaking from Fit's front to the side, avoiding Fit's attack route.

Puff———This is a very fresh sound of gnawing at the mud. Samar's eyes tilted up, not looking at Fite lying on the ground.

"Well, oh you're a jerk! You're a jerk! You're a jerk!"

Fortunately, the lawn here is relatively lush, so it was not injured. Fit, who had climbed up from the ground, occupied green grass on his white uniform, and immediately protested to Samair in tears. She rushed to Samair and raised her fists to hit Samair. Even though she knew that the power on the fists could be ignored, it could be regarded as a spoiled act, but Samair was not in the mood to make trouble with her. He stretched out his hand and placed it on Femair's forehead, thus keeping himself away from Femair's attack range.

"I said you, you dare to say that I'm bad when you see this?"

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Sure enough, after Samar finished speaking, Fitt immediately stopped his movements. She looked at the graphics on the sheet, her little face immediately turned red, and she looked at Samar weakly. Her expression felt like tears would fall in a second. Samar didn't want to see this or hear this, and then waved her hand to say that she didn't mind.

"So, what are you asking for me?"

As soon as Samar asked, Fitt immediately diverted his attention. She yelled, then took two steps back and took a turn.

"How about it?"

"Ah? What's the matter?"

"That's it!"

After Fette finished speaking, he walked around again.

"so?"

"So, what exactly do you want to say?"

Samar held the slap on his shoulder and said uncontrollably, "He didn't have time to mess with her."

"Oh, you are really! It's a clothes! Clothes! Is this good-looking when I wear it? Very cute, right?"

Fitt turned around again. Because it was Fitt's violent rotation, his skirt turned up, revealing the pants inside, but Fitt was happy to turn and didn't notice it. Moreover, Samar's eyes kept twitching, which shows that he was in a very bad mood.

"It was Aluf who helped me dress, and then I ran over to show you... Uh~~~"

As Fit said happily, Samar could no longer bear it. He stretched out his hands, pinched both sides of her face, and pulled it up.

Ignoring Fit's struggled shout, Samar worked for a while before letting her go.

"Um...oh, what are you doing? It hurts so much."

Fette covered his swollen face and looked at Samar with tears in his eyes and started crying.

"No, I'm just a little unhappy."

"Why are you like this...ah, oh, you, wait!"

Fitt, who wanted to complain, saw Samar who turned around and left, immediately followed.

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"So, how much do you know about going to school?"

Samar was having breakfast and looked at Fite. He needed to understand how much Fite's memory has recovered now. After all, at school, there were still a few of her good friends.

"Can you be with Oh You Jiang."

"Ah, Ainius, please take care of Fite today. I will approve her to rest at home seriously ill."

Samar immediately ordered Ainius in the kitchen, and Fit immediately protested after hearing this.

"No! Oh, you guys! I'm going to go to school!"

"Then let me be a little more normal! Listen well, class is for learning knowledge, not for someone to attend class, do you understand? You have to learn knowledge from the course and prepare for your future..."

It was very difficult. Samar showed the style that a teacher should have. He started to preach to Fite. He looked like Crono. Fite also cooperated and nodded his head very well, looking at Samar with shimmering eyes, looking like he was studying seriously.

Samar was watched by Fit, and gradually lost his patience. He grabbed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth, and walked out of the door.

"Let's go, go to school!"

"Wait for me!"

Fitt immediately swallowed the bread, caught up with Samar, and shouted to the people in the house with great vitality.

"We're leaving!"

“Go along the way.”

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"Teacher Samar!"

"ah?"

A very anxious and panicked voice began to explode outside the teacher's office door. Samar raised his head and looked at the Mandarin teacher who was holding the door frame with his hands and was out of breath.

"Samael...teacher...feet...feet she..."

"Teacher Yuduo, what's wrong? Calm down."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After gasping at the door, Teacher Yudo walked over quickly and grabbed Samar's shoulder. Samar could see from his expression and eyes that he had been shaken.

"Teacher Samar! What happened to Fetter? She became so strange!"

"Anxin, Mr. Yudo."

This is the third teacher who said this to him. He knew what he wanted to say without his detailed explanation. Samar patted his shoulder with great experience and said confidently.

“It will be better in another month.”

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After resting during class, Samar came to the door of the classroom and found that it was as lively as a vegetable market. The noisy center point was indeed Fit.

Although I don’t know what they will talk about in detail, it’s probably just a matter of Fit’s change. The faces of the close friends around Fit were very nervous.

"Well, you will get used to such a commotion after a while. As long as there is no trouble, I will be grateful. I'm here to hide it."

Before the bell of the fourth session rang, Samar walked in and placed the textbook on the podium. When he was about to write the content of the class on the blackboard, someone in the audience found himself.

"Ah! Oh, you jerk!"

It was Fitt's extremely excited voice, and the people around her were even more shocked by Fitt's voice. You know, Fitt had never called Mr. Samael as his brother at school, and at home he only called Brother Samael, such a name, but now he is called such an intimate name, "Oh You Jiang". From her expression, this is a sweet voice called out from the bottom of her heart.

"It actually called 'Oh you Jiang'..."

"Fett actually calls the teacher that..."

"Sure enough, Fitt was very strange today..."

Fitt waved his hands happily, trying to attract Samar's attention, and the students around him also looked at Samar.

"Teacher Samar! What happened to Fite?"

Sure enough, as Fitt's best friend, Naye took the lead in questioning. According to her experience, Fitt's changes must be related to Samael. Although it is a bit rude, it is also a fact.

"Naili is so fierce."

"It's Naoye...Naoye..."

Naye was about to cry when he heard Fite calling him like this.

"Teacher Samar, is this..."

After Naoha who was defeated, Jifeng stood up and asked.

"Well, I believe everyone has the same questions. Well, let me explain to you the situation of Fit before class, otherwise you won't be peaceful in class."
To be continued...