May 2nd, Wednesday, heavy rain.

"Koizumi Aona" walked into the school building with an umbrella.

When she was closing her umbrella, the rainwater on the umbrella of a boy next to her accidentally wet the sleeves of her school uniform.

"Sorry." the boy said.

"Nothing." "Koizumi Aona" smiled and waved, walking towards the shoe cabinet.

The shoe cabinet is full of love letters, more than when Toru Watanabe manipulated this body.

She recalled the conversation she had with Toru Watanabe on the third week of April, when the number of love letters obviously increased.

"Just give me your body, and my life will definitely be better than yours."

"Don't be too gentle to others and stop causing trouble for me!"

"Watanabe-san, why are you talking to the teacher?"

"Yes, Mr. Koizumi-chan."

I changed my shoes and didn't go to the classroom.

She went to bed early today, and Toru Watanabe was snatched away by her again during morning exercises. She had to help deliver roses to the activity classroom.

The first morning exercise that hit Toru Watanabe's body was the day after that incident, a Sunday morning when she couldn't wait to go to Tokyo DisneySea.

At that time, the willow trees and ginkgo trees beside the moat road had delicate new leaves.

This morning, the leaves of willow trees and ginkgo trees have turned rich dark green, and the time has turned from April to May.

Compared to Toru Watanabe's favorite, the fifth-floor elevated corridor where you can look out at the sky, "Koizumi Aona" prefers the corridor on the first floor.

Here you can see the plants and flowers in the atrium.

It was raining heavily and windy today, and the magnolias fell all over the ground, but the azaleas were very strong, and their pretty red petals became more vivid.

"Koizumi Aona" took out a rose from her school bag.

"I buy the most beautiful roses from Daejeon Flower Market every day and give them to you as good morning."

When did you find out about this?

There is no need to remember such uncomfortable things.

Don't remind me of Toru Watanabe's brain, I don't want to hear it!

April 13th.

I still remember it easily.

She has already experienced the intelligence of Toru Watanabe.

Both her body and her brain were completely different from her body.

After putting away the roses and returning to the teaching building, I met Horikita Mai, who was doing morning practice in the instrumental club.

"Senior, I'd like to ask you for help at noon today!" The petite girl saluted like a soldier.

"Okay." "Koizumi Aona" readily agreed, "Do you want to do morning exercise today too?"

"Well, I hope I can reach the level that senior is satisfied with soon."

"Horikita-san is working very hard and I believe you can achieve it soon."

"Senior, Watanabe-senpai!" Horikita Mai ran in front of "Koizumi Aona", "You should tell me how far I am still behind, right?"

Horikita Mai's words reminded "Koizumi Aona" of coaching the woodwind team.

She has no understanding of wind music at all.

Everyone in the wind section can be her teacher based on their playing skills.

To cope with this situation, Toru Watanabe taught her teaching tips.

When commenting, no matter how good or bad the other person’s praise is:

'Please repeat the exercise.'

'Please blow it again, did you find the problem?'

'No? It's really hard to handle. Hmm - do you want to blow it again?'

People who have questions to ask:

‘It doesn’t happen here, let’s find a solution together!’

'It seems that everyone usually doesn't work hard enough. Please think about it carefully when you go back today.'

At night, Toru Watanabe would turn into a cat and tell her all about these people's mistakes - bragging, fingering, etc.

In this way, relying on her deceptive teaching method, those members of the instrumental club with superb skills have admired her so much that they want to follow her for the rest of their lives.

"Senior?" Horikita Mai shouted.

"Sorry, what did you just say?" "Koizumi Aona" asked.

"When will you tell me: How far am I from the qualification line of my predecessors?"

"It's noon today."

"Really? That's great!"

Horikita Mai jumped away, her pretty little face serious.

"Every knight fights for his or her dream, to protect the people they love, and I want to fight to protect the honor of the music club."

After reciting the lines and making gestures, the child was still humming "More, more, more".

at last.

"Transform!"

Even after three weeks, "Koizumi Aona" still cannot understand the charm of Kamen Rider.

Toru Watanabe enthusiastically recommended it to her.

Except for "555", because the plot is very similar to a love drama, she can watch it a little bit, but the rest are completely unacceptable.

"Senior, see you at noon!" Horikita Mai jumped away.

I saw the disciplinary committee member on the way, and he was walking obediently.

Enter the classroom of Grade 2 and Grade 4.

Rin Kiyono was sitting reading a book, and Miki Kujo was sleeping on the table.

Neither of them paid much attention to her.

However, in comparison, Rin Kiyono is a little better. For Toru Watanabe's sake, he will chat with her for a few words.

Kujo Miki treated her completely as a stranger.

My future self has not entered the classroom yet, and there is still some time before the morning class meeting. Some students gathered near the windows and looked at the cloudy sky above Shinjuku.

Big raindrops fell on the campus and hit the glass, making a "pop" sound.

"It seems bigger."

"I hope it can stop after school, otherwise I will have to give up riding a bicycle and take the tram back."

"No way? You came here on a bicycle this morning?"

It was the same conversation as usual, the only difference was her.

"Koizumi Aona" walked towards Toru Watanabe's seat.

"Good morning, Kiyono-san, Kujo-san."

Kujo Miki has no intention of waking up.

Qingye Rin raised his eyes from the book: "I came very early today."

"Today is the last day." "Koizumi Aona" explained.

Qingye Rin nodded.

"When?" Miki Kujo's voice suddenly came.

"Koizumi Aona" looked back and still could only see her hair.

"noon."

After she finished speaking, Kujo Miki's sleeping position seemed to be more comfortable.

For a month, the three of them failed to become friends and she was not popular.

After a while, my future self walked in.

"Everyone, sit back in your seats."

"Regarding the mock exam at the end of April, everyone should summarize the wrong questions..."

The mock exams were really hard days.
To be continued...