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Members. often reunites with a group of classmates behind the scenes, and the leader of them is Lu Qiuling. One day, a short sophomore girl found Yiman and suddenly transformed!

The school uniform on her body suddenly changed into a lace edge in Misato and showed off a red rose pattern! Two red pearls are embedded in the corners of the eyes. Emana was nervous, suspecting that she was a new human.

Suddenly, something in Yiman's body seemed to resonate, her eyes emitted a colorful light, and at the moment when she was about to transform, a powerful blue light suddenly emitted not far away, and this force affected her, and she immediately fainted. The transformation of the little girl is also gone. At this time, a boy came, and the boy was tall and thin, and took the girl away.

He saw Yiman fainting on the ground, and felt familiar. When Iman woke up, he saw himself in the school doctor's office. Shui Jing, the president of the drama club, stood by the bedside.

She looked in the direction of the door and saw Lu Qiuling standing in the door next to the wall with her injured body, looking very beautiful. The president shouted, President, Nan Yumeji woke up. Ling seems to be particularly concerned about Yiman.

Well, Ling, can you tell me what's going on? "Yiman is very ignorant. "Nope.

You're sure about this weirdness too. "What the hell happened just now, I feel like you've been playing tricks on me for so long! "Tell her.

Ling said to the water mirror. Suzukage tells Yiman that they are members of the Kaoru Imperial Society, high school students who came to the past three years in the future, and they have become junior high school students in this era. They are the only ones who know how to use the energy of nature, water smoke, to mix themselves to achieve the effect of transformation.

They came to this era, in fact, all for the sake of Yiman...

Yiman went out and was hit by lightning or killed by a meteor, and this ending was completed.

Five years ago, there were nine children in the orphanage. They stumble upon the secrets of the orphanage. (What's the secret?)

I don't know, think for yourself) The director of the orphanage, put it in it. The director of the orphanage. I want to make them all the test subjects in this experiment.

However, one child accidentally overheard the director's words and discussed with 8 other people about escaping from the orphanage. But in the picture from the window to the high wall, one of the friends was caught by the hair and killed by the dean. Two more, who fell from the roof to the ground, also died.

But there were only three people who went up to the high wall, and where did the other three go? They were locked up in the basement of the orphanage by the director and starved to death. Only three people actually escaped.

Today, five years later, when we came to the orphanage to investigate their backgrounds, we were led to the basement by the laughter of children, and saw the bones and clothes of the three children, and it was because of a rag doll that we learned about this old past. Memories slowly awaken in ...... mind

Want water? "The classroom door was pushed open, and a hoarse voice interrupted our lesson, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on the person standing in the doorway.

It turned out to be a water delivery worker. He pushed the door open a crack and poked his head into the classroom. His ** was very dark, wrinkles invaded his face like a spider's web, and even his eyes were squeezed to only half of them, but his unkempt black hair made it impossible for me to tell his actual age.

His dark eyes circled around the classroom, and when he saw that no one answered, he had to squint his already small eyes and look at the water dispenser in the classroom. After making sure he was out of water, he gently closed the door. After a while, he pushed open the door with a bucket of water and strode towards the water cooler.

He placed the bucket on his left shoulder, a little sweat on his face, but he still held on to it. It was as if he wore that blue shirt all year round, even in the early spring when the coolness had not yet dissipated, but with a sweat-stained "white" vest added to it, and he didn't need to look at his ordinary black pants and the oldest sneakers to know that he was a countryman.

He skillfully replaced the old bucket and put on the new one, looking around for the classmate who had handed in the water ticket. The same table handed me the water ticket, signaling me to hand it over to the water delivery worker, I tried to only grab a little water ticket, and didn't want the water delivery worker's ** to touch me. The water delivery worker also understood, took the water ticket from afar, and smiled lovingly.

The kind smile of the water delivery worker made me regret my attitude, the country man is also a human being, and he earns money with his own hands, so what reason do I have to discriminate against him?

Looking at the back of the water delivery worker's shoulders, one high and one low, my heart felt a little strange.