The girl's cross country journey

7:40 am.

Naoki packed his school bag and left the apartment.

The forest school location is in Chiba Prefecture, no need to go to school today, just go to Tokyo Station and gather.

Naoki walked unhurriedly towards the station, a little girl wearing a high school uniform, but quite petite, like an elementary school student immediately appeared in his eyes.

"Ogata." Naoki raised his right hand and greeted, "Good morning."

"Un, Asakawa-san, good morning."

Ogata lifted his face and looked up, his short orange hair quite cute in the sun.

"Are you running?"

Seeing the thin sweat on Ogata's forehead, Naoki asked in surprise.

Ogata shook his head: "No."

Naoki asked again, "Then are you hot?"

Ogata nodded: "Hot."

Naoki: "Why is it so hot that your forehead is sweating?"

"Hmm…" Ogata tilted his head and thought for a moment, "The school bag is heavy and I'm a little tired."

"Bag?"

Naoki raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the schoolbag on Ogata's back.

In general, female high school students are at a pretty age. After entering sna school, their school bag is usually replaced with a shoulder bag or handbag.

But Ogata doesn't seem to have awakened the 'love of beauty' yet, and often carries a large bag with her when she goes to school and after school.

If it wasn't for the high school uniform on her body and the volume of high school breasts, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was an elementary school student.

"Hah, hah..."

As she crossed the uphill path, Ogata quickly opened his small mouth and breathed softly, like a tracker on the Volga River, who had carried a heavy burden at a young age.

Naoki sighed and stretched out his right hand: "Give me your school bag."

Watching Ogata panting and climbing hard, Naoki's conscience always felt uneasy.

"Yes." Ogata is not pretentious, the world is very simple, black and white, right or wrong, rarely hesitates, hesitates, takes off his school bag and hands it over, "Thank you Asakawa-san."

Naoki suddenly felt his hand sink, and he could barely hold it in.

"What's in the bag?"

Naoki looked at Ogata in shock.

The school bag actually weighs 20 pounds, this weight is outrageous! This is not participating in jungle school, but cross-country training of the special forces!

"There are 20 udon noodles specially prepared by Dad..."

Ogata wiped the sweat off his forehead and answered seriously.

"20?" Naoki couldn't help but complain, "Why bring so many?"

"Dad told me to bring more for emergencies." Ogata pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and answered earnestly, "If one day it rains heavily and encounters a natural disaster like earthquake, landslide, etc., we are stuck in the mountains and can't get out, so food is important."

The school in the forest is right in the mountains, but it is not the old forest in the mountains, these things do not need to be prepared at all! It's no longer a rainy day, but unfounded worries!

"Uncle… really feels the crisis."

Naoki gave a tacit evaluation. Next time he goes to a udon noodle restaurant to eat noodles, look for an opportunity to go to the backyard to investigate, maybe the apocalypse bunker has been dug underground.

Ogata continued:

"And a change of clothes..."

Naoki heaved a sigh of relief: "The clothes are normal."

Forest school lasted for three days and two nights. Not to mention coats, underwear must be changed… Of course, god-level existences who haven't changed their underwear for a month don't need to think about this kind of thing.

"There are glutinous rice dumplings in the bag..."

"Glutinous dumplings?" Naoki looked confused, "Why bring something like this?"

The sticky rice taste is a bit sticky and not suitable for making rice balls, usually seaweed balls for rice balls.

Ogata explained:

"My neighbor's grandpa asked me to bring him, if I meet a mongoose in the mountains, I can use sticky rice dumplings to conquer it."

This is Momotaro's story, he has read too much, the monster won't be bought just because of glutinous rice dumplings!

"Wait." Naoki raised his hand and pressed his brows, "Your neighbour's grandpa? Grandpa who stepped on the stairs and accidentally fell?"

"Yes." Ogata nodded lightly, "Grandpa recently went to the hospital for a checkup, and he has Alzheimer's disease."

Your neighbor's grandpa had a very bad life. He fell down the stairs and was paralyzed. Then he had heart disease, now he has Alzheimer's, life is very difficult.

"Ogata Rizu!"

A girl's surprised scream suddenly sounded across the street.

Naoki looked up and saw a young girl in a fresh ponytail waving her hand. As the green light flashed, she quickly dashed across the crosswalk. It was Sekijou Sawako.

"Good morning, Sekijou-san." Ogata took the initiative to say hello.

The corners of Sekijou's lips lifted, and a happy smile appeared on his face: "Ogata-san, good morning."

Can you say hello in a big way?

Naoki looked at her in amazement, it seemed the head of the chemistry club had gotten to know Ogata before he knew it.

"Huh."

Aware of Naoki's gaze, Sekijou lifted his chin slightly and snorted in satisfaction.

Naoki said nonchalantly, "Sekiya-san good morning…"

"Damn it!" Sekijou clenched his fists and couldn't help but shout, "It's Sekijou! Don't purposely pronounce my name wrong every time!"

"Sorry, I often don't remember other people's names."

"This is Ogata's line!"

"Uhhhh..."

Sekijou sighed, averted his gaze, and landed on the schoolbag in Naoki's hands, "Is this Ogata's schoolbag?"

"Yes." Naoki nodded lightly, "I will help her carry it."

"Give me the school bag." Sekijou stretched out his right hand and said earnestly, "I'll be going to the station soon, boys help girls with school bags, it will make people misunderstand."

Sekijou thought that Naoki would refuse, but he nodded quite simply, and handed him his school bag directly: "This is it."

"Eh?"

Sekijou stretched out his hand to take it, only to feel his arm sink and almost fall, "Ummm, so heavy."

"Sorry, I have a lot of stuff." Ogata lowered his head and apologized, "I'm taking a break, return the school bag to me."

"It doesn't matter." Sekijou had a bright smile on his face, and took his school bag in both hands, "I've been exercising recently."

Sekijou turned to look at Naoki, and asked angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Naoki answered guiltily, "I thought you could tell."

...

Go to the station immediately.

The entire second grade will participate. Looking around, there were many students who didn't know each other. Most of them were in groups of three or five, forming small groups for pleasant conversation.