"Have Yui not come yet?"

Kitahara Nanfeng looked around the Qingyinbu classroom and could not see Yui Miyata.

"No, I thought she would come with you."

Kaori Iwai gently placed the book he was holding onto his slender thighs, covered his fingers with it, and replied in a low voice.

"...I remembered that when get out of class was over, I seemed to hear Teacher Watanabe calling her, and then she left first."

Kitahara Nanfeng pulled the chair open and sat down not far from Kaori Iwai: "I was turning on the computer at that time, so I didn't care."

“…Start it?”

"I fell asleep and just woke up."

"...Sleep?" Kaori Iwai looked at Nanfeng, Kitahara.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was helpless: "Well, although I know you, your expression of "You actually fell asleep in class, it was unforgivable" shocked me. Haven't you seen your classmates sleep in class? Or, do you think it's strange to sleep in class?"

"That's not what I mean."

Kaori Iwai shook his head and replied, "I just think that people like you should be able to maintain full physical strength at all times, whether it is day or night, so I feel quite confused when you say you are asleep."

"What the hell am I in your eyes? Superman?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little amused and crying: "He still maintains abundant physical strength every moment, who can do it?"

Kaori Iwai glanced at Kitahara Nanfeng and turned his head away.

"Not me."

Beiyuan Nanfeng spread his hands: "Sleep is a necessity for maintaining life. Although you can persist by perseverance, I don't recommend that you do this. Sleep well when it's time to sleep."

"Why tell me?" Kaori Iwai turned around and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng in confusion.

Beiyuan Nanfeng joked: "You are the type who believes in the type that says, "It is better to wake up and think about life longer than to sleep for a long time."

“…I don’t have that strange creed.”

Kaori Iwai pinched the book that was opened on his thigh and whispered: "I just escaped sleep because of a nightmare. To be honest, if I can, I would rather sleep for a long time and lose consciousness."

Beiyuan Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Will you still have nightmares for that man now? Will the man whose skull is broken by you still appear?"

"Not...but there are other nightmares."

Kaori Iwai hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng again.

"What do you think of other nightmares?..."

Kitahara Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, noticed her gaze, and smiled, and was about to tease her, but halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered what Kaori Iwai said at the fireworks conference.

His face froze.

"Hey...no? Is it about my nightmare? Am I that bad?"

Kaori Iwai clenched the book on his thighs tightly, and then turned his head aside again, a faint blush appeared on melon-shaped face.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little helpless: "Let me explain first, that's your random thoughts and has nothing to do with me."

Kaori Iwai took a deep breath: "I know."

"So... don't think about it?"

Kaori Iwai stared at the south wind of the Northland.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little funny: "Don't glar at me, it was your problem. Can I still find you in my dream?

“…”

Kaori Iwai stopped talking.

I don't seem to want to continue this topic anymore.

Beiyuan Nanfeng also knew that he ended the topic in time.

The two of them stayed quiet for a while.

Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't sit still anymore. He leaned against the back of the chair and slowly began to slide downwards. He sat on the chair and yawned: "I didn't think it was before, but now I feel that class is really boring."

Kaori Iwai looked at Kitahara Nanfeng who had completely relaxed in front of him and whispered: "I feel bored and can't lift my energy. If I'm not wrong, you're called vacation syndrome."

"Can it be cured? Doraemon."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her with a smile.

"No need for treatment, it will be cured in two days and will not affect you."

Kaori Iwai said, holding up the book on his thigh again: "After all, even if you don't study, you won't have any impact. You are more special than any high school student."

Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly realized: "It means that even if I study, I can only become a social animal in the end. Why not just have fun while I was a student?"

Kaori Iwai didn't raise his head, looked down at the book, and replied softly: "...you know that I didn't mean that."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her stunning side face and suddenly changed the subject: "I'm actually very curious...what book are you reading?"

"A detective novel created based on "The Thirty-Six Scenes of Fugao", but the content is a scattered novel and is not worth recommending."

"Wow... I'll take a look."

Kitahara Nanfeng stood up, dragged his chair, and suddenly sat next to Kaori Iwai.

This is the first time that the two of them were sitting so close at school.

The moment Kaori Iwai became stiff when he approached Kitahara Nanfeng, his round thighs wrapped in black silk pantyhose were tightened, and his hands also shrank under the book.

"Well... by the way, what is the south wind in "The Thirty-Six Scenery of Fugao", also known as Kaifeng Kuaiqing,?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng seemed to notice her strangeness and asked on his own.

"…The word "Kaifeng" is taken from the Book of Songs, which means the gentle south wind blowing in summer. It is said that in late summer and early autumn, when the south wind blows and the sky is clear, the slopes of Mount Fuji will appear red in the sun."

Kaori Iwai moved to the other side of the chair, pretending to be calm and turned a page, showing a red Ukiyo-e painting depicting the top of Mount Fuji to Nanfeng, and roughly explained it.

"Oh...so what does Kaifeng mean?" Beiyuan Nanfeng still looked confused.

Kaori Iwai pursed her rosy lips and hesitated for a moment: "...Nanfeng."

"What?" Beiyuan Nanfeng still looked confused.

Kaori Iwai stared at him without explaining.

Beiyuan Nanfeng showed a cramped expression: "I understand, it's homophone with my name."

Kaori Iwai was silent for a moment: "...Your name may come from here."

"I don't know this."

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at Shu and then stretched out his hand to her.

Kaori Iwai immediately shrank his hands holding the book: "..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and said, "Don't hide it, show me your hands, apply nail polish, right? How could I not see it?"

Kaori Iwai looked at him, not stretching out.

"Okay, this is the order."

Beiyuan Nanfeng sighed, feeling helpless.

“…”

When Kaori Iwai heard him say this, he was silent for a while before putting down the book and stretching out his hand.

Her nails were indeed applied.

Pink and transparent jelly nude color.

Combined with her slender white fingers, it was very beautiful.

"It's pretty."

Beiyuan Nanfeng held her hand and praised: "I just said it's suitable for you."

Kaori Iwai turned sideways slightly, turned his head away, and his ear tips were slightly red.

Bang

Sudden.

The sliding door was pulled open with force.

Yui jumped in.

Kaori Iwai subconsciously struggled and wanted to pull her back, but Kitahara Nanfeng held her tightly and did not let her go back.

"south wind!"

On the other hand, Miyata Yui didn't notice this scene at all.

He looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng's face and was excited: "Cultural Festival! Nanfeng! Cultural Festival!"

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

If he remembers correctly.
Chapter completed!