"It's really shameless."

Qingshui Xun snorted and expressed contempt.

"Don't underestimate the free man Makoto Hojo..."

Makoto Hojo wanted to protest, but the unreasonable lady directly overwhelmed him on the bed and said coldly: "Lying down."

"I'm not as sick as you think."

Hojo Makoto's dissatisfaction.

"If the rescue comes later, your brain will burn out."

Shimizumaki looked at Hojo Makoto with warning, "I just wait until the fever subsides."

"If you don't have a knee pillow, you'll be troubled." Hojo Makoto rolled on the bed twice.

Qingshui Xun couldn't help but beat him up gently, wrinkled his little nose, and scolded: "Where are you from the elementary school student?"

"smoke."

Makoto Hojo suddenly called her name softly.

"You're very annoying."

Qingshuixiao flattened her lips coldly, but she still sat down beside the bed, gently holding his head and putting it on her legs.

"Yeah~"

"Don't make nauseous sounds."

Makoto Hojo felt the warm and soft legs of Qingshui. This time she wore a long skirt, and her thighs were covered so the comfort level was not as good as before.

"Can you lift the skirt up?" He became more and more eager.

"If you talk nonsense, just get out."

Shimizumaki pinched Hojo Makoto's cheek.

"I can't smell you through the fabric."

Makoto Hojo willfully raised his hand and pulled the hem of Shimizuki's skirt to his thighs, enjoying the wonderful touch of the black silk, and was a little dizzy for a moment.

"abnormal."

Qingshuixun cursed in disgust but was not angry.

"Senior Sister Xun."

Makoto Hojo breathed the body fragrance of Shimizu, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and said in a gentle tone: "I like it."

"I'm tired of listening." Qingshui Xun said unmoved.

"Can you date me?"

"reject."

"Why?"

"You hate it."

Hojo Makoto didn't care about Kiyomizumaki's harsh veto. Look, he is now lying on this woman's thigh.

"Then my first goal of praising youth is to date you, Senior Sister Xun."

Shimizuki pulled Makoto Hojo's hair without opening.

Tenderness.

Then the dumplings were delivered soon.

"Senior Sister Xun, don't you feed me?" Hojo Makoto actually wanted Shimizu to be able to spoil him.

"Eat yourself."

The indifferent way is smoked by clear water.

"oh……"

After slowly filling his stomach, Makoto Hojo raised his hand and pulled his hair that was so dense that it could make bald people cry, and suddenly said, "Senior Sister Xun, how about I cut my hair short?"

"Why?"

Shimizumaki looked at Makoto Hojo, who was clenching his hair and revealing his handsome face.

"I want to face the new life with a new look." Hojo Makoto said seriously.

"This is your business."

Qingshuixun seemed to care about the Tao.

"You should have a haircut, all-purpose senior sister Xun, too?"

Hojo Makoto made it clear.

"Um……"

Shimizuki looked at Makoto Hojo's hair and fell into deep thought. Then he nodded and said, "You can try it."

"I want to withdraw my words just now!" Makoto Hojo didn't want to return to school with an image that was too advanced.

"I'll send someone to give me haircut tools now."

Qingshui Xun took out his cell phone without any rejection.

Makoto Hojo: "..."

soon.

The "beauty salon" was moved here.

The long-standing haircut was unfolded in the hospital ward.

"Senior Sister Xun, please use your own aesthetic to give me a handsome hairstyle."

Makoto Hojo sat in a chair and looked at the beautiful girl in the black dress behind him in the mirror in front of her.

"Sit down."

Shimizuki was excitedly holding a pair of scissors and gestured behind Hojo Makoto's head. He soon found the feeling, and the "click" sounds continued.

Makoto Hojo's hair, which could be regarded as a street artist, soon lost its artistic atmosphere.

The scissors were merciless and continued to deprive him of the "collection" he had collected for two years, and the process lasted for nearly half an hour.

Because the clear water is very careful when it is fumigated, sometimes it takes a long time to cut it, just like a painter putting his pen.

"That's it."

Makoto Hojo looked at his hair that showed his fresh temperament in the mirror, and felt that it matched his handsome face. He was satisfied that Shimizuki stopped his hand.

"Wait a moment……"

Shimizuki looked at Makoto Hojo, who had obviously increased his charm, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he lowered his head and picked up the electric haircut.

"It's better to shave it to a bald head."

"Stop it, hey!"

Of course, Qumizuki was not so devilish. He angrily used a hair dryer to blow the broken hair on Makoto Hojo's head, and then pushed him back to the bed.

"I'm so handsome."

Hojo Makoto still held a mirror to admire his beauty.

"You're just narcissistic here alone."

Qingshui Xun said expressionlessly with her hands crossed her chest: "I have something to deal with. You are lying here honestly. The doctor said that you will have to hang up for another day at the earliest before you can be discharged from the hospital."

"Senior Sister Xun, go and do your business." Hojo Makoto said yawning.

"You have a rest."

Qingshuixun said and turned around and walked out of the ward.

“It’s great to be alive.”

Makoto Hojo sighed, then seemed to remember something, and picked up the cell phone that Takashi Sibu gave him just now.

"The real goldfish Ji's plan has not made any progress."

Makoto Hojo muttered indifferently, opened "Beautiful Girl Game", and then was stunned.

“What’s the situation?”

He slowly opened his eyes wide, and looked at the unread messages that popped up, and everyone was stunned.

【Internal test activity · Riding the wind and waves (completed)】

“Where did the mission come from?”

Makoto Hojo took out the original of the event from his "email" and his expression suddenly became wonderful. The time for the push was the first night he left his phone to Takashi Sibu and brought it back to the tent.

"This "Beautiful Girl Game" is clearly a system-like thing, but if you don't bring your phone, you can't use it. It's really useless."
To be continued...