Five years later.

In the national first noble school —— Royal High School.

Class 2, senior three.

"Please line up! Please line up! Don't jump the queue!"Friend Annie stuck in the waist, just like a matchmaker, commanding the team of a dozen or twenty people.

That line started at the top of the stairs and ran along the corridor, leading down to the Catlin position.

Catlin Low head, green fingers in the book, ready to leave this place of trouble ah!

"I said, what are you doing? Many people who want to express their love to go! You think you can jump in line with a diamond necklace?!"Annie Hold a...