doitstory Chapter 777 Martin's Morning
Chapter 777 Martin's Morning
Chapter 777 Martin's Morning
Although they woke up in the same bed in the morning, little Martin was a little shy about going to sleep in the same bed at night.
After all, Tuji didn't look at him in a very friendly way.
"Do you want to get close to our vicious stepmother and resentful aunt?" Martin winked at Miyano Akemi in a teasing manner.
Miyano Akemi, who was glaring at the scumbag Martin in the previous second, smiled at little Martin in the next second and waved to him, as if she welcomed him to squeeze in.
Little Martin shrank his head, not because he was afraid that they would vent their resentment towards him, but because he was shy.
"Then why don't you squeeze in with Dr. Agasa? The doctor snores at night, grinds his teeth and farts loudly, wakes up at 7 o'clock and defecates at 8 o'clock..."
Dr. Agasa: "Hey!-_-||"
Little Martin became a shaking rattle again.
"Then try the anesthetic injection package? The famous detective Maori Kogoro said it worked. After we anesthetize you, we'll just throw you on the floor. Anyway, you'll be home the next day, and we can't control whether you catch a cold or not."
I don't know if there is any status refresh when Martin transforms.
"Then let's sleep together." Little Martin gave in.
Rabbit was a little unhappy, but not to the point where he couldn't stand it. Martin was lying in the middle of the bed, holding Little Martin in his left hand and Little Rabbit in his right hand, achieving a strange left-handed hug.
"By the way, are you really not going to apologize?" Little Martin asked uneasily during the night talk before bedtime: "They look... very angry."
"It's impossible to apologize. I will never apologize in this life." Martin said, "Apologizing means that you think you are wrong. If you are wrong, you must correct it. If you make the same mistake again next time, it's called being capricious and shameful."
"And their attitudes are just for show. Do they count as our... interest? And if they were really angry or disappointed, they wouldn't react so lively."
"Lively...Habara-san has ignored you already, right?"
"Who do you think provided the colorless capsaicin that Mingmei used? That was Xiaoai's master's thesis, "Research on an Improved Method for Extracting Capsaicin that Can Be Used in Police Tear Gas and Self-Defense Sprays."
"Ah? Um..." Little Martin obviously had something else to do.
"Ok?"
"Can you teach me a few tricks? Guo Mo always teases me, and I want to tease him once." Little Martin said hesitantly, "Not to the point where we end our friendship."
As for imitating Martin and pointing at Guo Mo and saying he shit his pants in school...that's too scary.
"Simple. I do have some tricks that I don't have time to use today, so I'll just teach them to you." Martin was no longer sleepy, and sat cross-legged on the bed, ready to talk.
"For example, during an exam, you can sneak a peek at Guo Mo's answers while answering the paper, and then write them down. After the exam, find a chance when no one is paying attention and write down his answers to the multiple-choice questions on the blackboard."
"What can be done about this?" Little Martin didn't understand. Should he let everyone pick out Guo Mo's wrong questions and make fun of him?
"Think about it, if you don't know the cause and effect, after the test, when you see the answer written on the blackboard, will you think that is the correct answer? Will someone check the answer? Will Guo Mo check the answer?"
Little Martin nodded.
"Will Guo Mo think that he knows all the answers and guessed all the answers correctly, and then he can open champagne at halftime? When others check the answers and find that they are far from his, will they be uneasy and worried?"
Little Martin was a little scared: "If they knew I wrote it, I would be doomed."
"So I told you to find a chance when no one is paying attention, so you can use your transformation to be flexible." Martin continued to instigate: "When the real answer is announced, Guo Mo will be disappointed at first, and then you will 'discover' that his answer is the same as the one on the blackboard, making those nervous students think that the answer on the blackboard was written by Guo Mo... huh?"
"Wow..." Thinking of that scene, Martin looked a little scared. Guo Mo didn't deserve this. "There is another forbidden technique, but you can't use it at your current level. It will be effective only when you are in middle school. That is to forge a love letter."
"what does it mean?"
"You don't understand now, so remember it first. Write down dozens of anonymous love letters and stuff them into the desks of as many classmates as you can, regardless of gender. Let them think they have been confessed to, and ask them to meet somewhere during lunch break."
"Of course, the person waiting for them there can't be you, it can be Guo Mo or someone you hate, and what he received was not a confession letter, but a challenge letter."
"Remember two key points. First, do not expose your handwriting in a love letter. Second, you can only give one letter to your deskmate. If you give both letters, they will be exposed. If you only give one letter, they can discuss it enthusiastically for a whole class. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment."
"Wow... Although I don't understand it, it looks very dangerous." Little Martin was scared. He felt that every move of Martin was going to take someone's life.
"Plan for the best and you will get the middle. Plan for the middle and you will get the worst." Martin said in an unfathomable manner, "You don't have the talent for playing tricks on people, so you have to use high-level martial arts to try to get the effects of a lower level."
"Oh..." Little Martin was confused by the trick and believed it a little. He didn't pay attention to how he would escape if these tricks were exposed and he would get burned.
Martin was about to teach him a few more tricks, but a furry little paw suddenly grabbed him and pulled him down on the bed.
"Oh, my roommate complained, I'm going to sleep now."
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The alarm sounds.
The first thing I do when I wake up every morning is not to open my eyes, but to reach out and touch my face to see what I am today.
"Ah? These are horns? I don't want to be a cow..."
Little Martin opened his eyes, got up, turned off the alarm clock, and then looked at the mirror on the side of the room.
It’s okay, I just wore a helmet with horns on my head, which made me look like a pirate on TV.
Moreover, this is my own room. I am really back. Thinking back on the experience of going to school in another world yesterday, it still feels like a dream.
Then little Martin looked at the time and saw that today was Monday.
But he remembered clearly that 'the day before yesterday' was Sunday.
Could it be that the experience in the other world was really just a dream?
"Martin, come and have breakfast!" came my mother's voice from downstairs.
"coming!"
This seems like a good idea. Otherwise, if I disappear for a day, my parents will be worried, right?
That's not right, wouldn't that mean I have to go to school one more day? What a loss...
When pushing open the door, Little Martin suddenly pressed the edge of his glasses.
An antenna rose from the top of the glasses, and then a radar pattern appeared on the lens screen.
"Oh, that's so cool!" Dr. Agasa's tracking glasses proved to him that it was not a dream. Little Martin was much more excited and rushed downstairs like a Viking pirate.
Guo Mo, here I come!
(End of this chapter)