106. Rose-colored high school life - talking about the teasing of the little devil (4D)
The rain is pouring.
Time flows into Tokyo Bay along with the rain on the ground, and the calendar turns to the end of June.
The rainy season has not yet officially ended, but the sky is already blue, and the midsummer sun is scorching the earth. The leafy green trees on the roadside are once again casting dense shadows on the sidewalks after more than a month.
"I'm going to school."
"Be careful on the road and remember to take your garbage with you."
"OK."
"Hey..."
Yukino Riho chased out of the store and looked at her back in the distance: "Fujiwara-kun, you forgot to bring your lunch box again——"
Fujiwara Izaya kept walking.
Escape as quickly as possible.
convenient?
What a joke!
He would rather eat pork chop rice in the cafeteria than take one more bite of the love bento made by a stupid woman.
I took the tram back to school and looked up in front of Yotsuya Station. I saw the endless blue sky and the transparent light. It was hard to think of the time from the end of June to the beginning of July, a time when the rainy season is about to end and there are many thunderstorms.
"Ah~"
Yawning under the glare of the sun, Fujiwara Izaya walked slowly towards the school gate with his schoolbag in hand.
There is nothing to be busy with today. The school has also stopped most activities during this period to allow students to review for the upcoming final exam. He has always been good at homework and does not worry about grades at all, so he is lazy
Good opportunity.
On the slope leading to the school gate, the cherry trees have grown fresh green leaves after the cherry blossoms have faded.
The dazzling sunlight in the early morning filtered through the lush leaves, casting patches of green light and shadow on Fujiwara Izaya's face, and the wind blew his too-long bangs from time to time.
White-collar women carrying briefcases, girls wearing jeans, and housewives going out to buy groceries and walk their dogs kept passing by his tall and tall figure.
They would unabashedly cast their fiery eyes on him.
It's just like in a shojo manga, when you see the highlighted male protagonist making his first appearance.
Fujiwara Izaya, who has long been accustomed to being the focus of the crowd, accepts these gazes calmly. If the renovation of Asakusa Shrine was not half-way through, he would even give these women his business cards.
You must know that women are always generous with their money. As long as he treats him gently, the shrine's peripheral products will definitely sell well. As a standard male protagonist of light novels, Fujiwara Izaya has no lack of temperament like Asashi.
.
Back in the classroom, the first period is the ancient Chinese class taught by Teacher Zhiming.
Fujiwara Izaya listened very carefully and took notes carefully.
However, halfway through the class, a crow flew outside the window and croaked.
"Quack! (Young Master)"
Fujiwara Izaya looked sideways and communicated with the dog with his eyes.
'Young Master, let's go to Yingyan Mountain!'
‘?’
'The Great Tengu of Hidehiko Mountain is the pinnacle of king level. In addition, he has two king levels and thirty-two general levels.'
‘?’
'Although we can't compete with high-end combat power, we can win with numbers!'
‘?’
'Young Master?'
'Gouzi, do you want me to die and then sit in my seat?'
‘?’
'Why don't you leave quickly? Didn't you see that the young master is in class?'
"Quack!"
The crow flapped its wings and flew away from the classroom.
After circling the school building for several times, he landed on the barbed wire fence of the tennis court. Like the owner of Beichuan, he patrolled the entire campus with his black eyes, not missing any trace of trouble.
Fujiwara Izaya's gaze has not returned yet.
In the distance, in front of Yotsuya Station, the sun-drenched Chuo Line trams come in and out, the straight tracks, and the wires intertwined in the sky. Residential buildings along the railway tracks have quilts hanging out on the balconies, which seem to be far away.
Smell the scent of the quilt soaking up the sunlight.
The gentle wind swayed the light, and the brightly colored Yotsuya was like the world of Hogwarts in an oil painting.
Looking at such a vivid world, Fujiwara Izaya suddenly understood what it meant to be "like a flock of birds flying among the trees," and what it meant to be "like a sleeping giant cat crawling on the sunny slope of time."
"Yes.
Really great!
Izaya Fujiwara would never get tired of looking at this kind of scene for a whole day.
If Teacher Zhongming hadn't coughed a few times and stared at him with a sullen look, he wouldn't have moved his eyes back to the blackboard.
After the classical literature class.
Fujiwara-san was called to the teacher's office by his homeroom teacher when he was absent from class.
"Do you know what the teacher wants from you?"
"Know."
"Then tell me."
"During class, you shouldn't look at the teacher or make the teacher angry."
"Well……"
"teacher!"
"Huh?" Teacher Shoina was startled by Fujiwara Izaya's sudden increase in voice, and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"
"In future classes, I will definitely focus all my attention on the teacher." Fujiwara Izaya said seriously, "I will see wherever the teacher goes, and I will never be distracted."
In this way, the whole office becomes quiet.
Being stared at strangely by the colleagues around him, Teacher Xiaoming's young and beautiful face began to turn red.
"No, no, don't be so exaggerated..."
"I want it!"
"Just pay attention to the class..."
The young female teacher was so nervous that she clutched her skirt with her little hands and her voice trembled.
"I was paying attention to the lecture. I was just disturbed by a crow." Fujiwara Izaya told her the truth.
"Huh?" Teacher Zhongming's eyes, which were wearing contact lenses, slowly showed a confused expression.
Fujiwara Izaya complained to her: "There are too many crows in Tokyo."
"Indeed," Teacher Zhiming was led astray by him and said helplessly: "There are more crows coming to the garbage station to look for food than garbage."
"It can be concluded that there are too many people in Tokyo." Fujiwara Izaya said seriously, "If I become prime minister in the future, the first thing I will do is to reduce the importance of Tokyo's non-capital functions and transfer the population to the surrounding areas.
The counties were driven out.”
"Well, come on!" Teacher Xiaoming girlily raised her fist to cheer him up.
Then, in the next second, the teacher reacted, and her face suddenly became stern. She banged the table and said seriously: "Anyway, you were too inappropriate just now!"
It really shouldn't be done.
Leaving the young and beautiful female teacher alone to chat with a crow is somewhat of a serious illness.
"I will always look at the teacher from now on." Fujiwara Izaya admitted her mistake sincerely, staring at her knee-high socks, "Not only will I look at the teacher, I will always put the teacher in my heart and put it in the most important position.
"
"Huh?"
Teacher Zhongming was stunned for a moment, obviously stunned by these words.
"I like Teacher Sumina the most, and I also like the classical literature class the most." Fujiwara Izaya continued, "For Teacher Sumina, I will definitely work hard to become the Prime Minister!"
The English teacher who was drinking water next door suddenly spilled water on her thighs.
The chemistry teacher opposite almost broke the test tube in his hand; the physical education teacher who was about to go to the gym accidentally bumped into the door...
Teacher Zhongming blushed and stood up immediately.
"Fujiwara! Don't talk nonsense!"
"Can it be called nonsense that a male student longs for a young and beautiful teacher?"
The looks from the colleagues around him became more and more weird. Teacher Zhu Ming did not dare to let him stay here anymore, so he quickly said: "Okay, okay, I understand, you can go back to class..."
"I will take the first place in the final exam for my teacher!" Fujiwara Izaya smiled at her with a boyish smile.
"No, it's not for me..." Teacher Xiaoming stared blankly at his perfect smile, looking panicked as if something big was going to happen, "For, uh... for your parents, uh, for yourself, in short
,Uh, go back quickly——"
"I want to be the teacher's pride!"
"You are already the teacher's pride..."
At this time, she was so embarrassed that she was about to cry. Facing Fujiwara Izaya's gaze and the gazes of her colleagues around her, she couldn't even raise her head. She pinched the hem of her clothes tightly with her fingers, looking embarrassed and uneasy.
For a while, it was hard to tell who was the teacher and who was the student.
"Teacher, I have another question."
"Please, please say..."
"Can you please stop bringing me to the office for such trivial matters in the future?"
"Okay, okay..."
"Also, can you..."
"Oh, don't ask, I will listen to whatever you say..."
Hey hey!
It’s easy for people to misunderstand the young and beautiful female teacher who shows such a flirtatious attitude towards the handsome male student in the class!
"Then I'll go back to class."
"Well, Fujiwara-san, goodbye..."
When Fujiwara Izaya walked out of the office, the young female teacher who had just graduated lay down on the table with a groan. She felt frustrated at being teased by the students, and then felt embarrassed at being told by the handsome and sunny boy that she liked her the most.
And the spring heart is budding.
The older English teacher next door, as if he had come from before, gently patted her shoulder and warned her: "Yaohua, don't blame me for talking too much. Teacher-student relationships are a taboo..."
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On Friday, Tokyo, which had been sunny for several days, started to rain lightly again.
When Fujiwara Izaya woke up, he was sweating a little.
There was no air conditioning in the room, and the windows were not opened to prevent humid air from entering the room, so it was very stuffy inside.
With Miss Yukino here, he couldn't call Yukino out to dehumidify, otherwise the sudden cold temperature would scare ordinary people.
Although he felt that Miss Yukino was not an ordinary person.
But if there is no evidence, he cannot take it seriously unless he can find out the details of Miss Xueye.
I returned to school with an umbrella, and when I walked into the school gate, there were colorful umbrellas everywhere on the school road. At the same time, a group of teenagers shouting slogans and wearing baseball caps were training in the rain.
July is the Koshien preliminaries.
The baseball boys have started special training during the holidays regardless of rain or shine.
Even though they 100% couldn't go to Koshien, this person's persistence was still admirable.
Fujiwara Izaya thought of that sentence again: When we talk about high school life, it is rose; when we talk about rose, we think of high school life.
Compared with his gray energy conservationism, baseball boys really live in a rose-colored high school!
"Salute to youth!"
Holding an umbrella with one hand, Fujiwara Izaya raised the other hand to salute them.
The rose-colored high school life has nothing to do with him. He is just a spectator. In the three years of high school, he is destined to leave nothing worth remembering for a lifetime... Thinking of this, Fujiwara Izaya calmly returned to the classroom and prepared for class.
The same day starts over and over again. If you don't leave any creases somewhere, you may have an illusion and forget the difference between yesterday and today.
Fujiwara Izaya almost forgot what he did yesterday and what he did the day before yesterday.
The rain in June goes as quickly as it comes.
At noon, the weather cleared up. Fujiwara Izaya finished his meal and was getting ready to go to the club activity room for a lunch break when he met Kasahara Asuka in the overhead corridor.
She was discussing something with Koike Masami, and when she saw his figure, she ran over jumping all the way.
"Senior, senior, where are you going?" she asked.
"Club activity room."
Asuka Kasahara put her fist on her chin and tilted her head at a cute angle: "Go and take a nap with senior?"
"..." Fujiwara Izaya wanted to hit her on the head.
"Don't go to that kind of place," Kasahara Asuka stretched out her little hand, grabbed his sleeve, and pulled him towards the school gate without hesitation, "Go have lunch with Asuka!"
"I've eaten..."
"What does it matter? Eat it again."
In this way, Fujiwara Izaya was dragged to the family restaurant at the school gate and forced to eat with her. Koike Masami also followed, and after sitting down by the window, the two girls ordered matcha-flavored sundae and curry rice.
Fujiwara Izaya ordered a cup of coffee.
While waiting for the waiter to deliver the meal, he hesitated and said, "Ikeda hasn't eaten anything either. Let me call him out."
Masami Koike had no objection, and Asuka Kasahara rolled her eyes a few times, then picked up her phone and snickered while sending a message to someone.
Fujiwara Izaya felt that she must have some conspiracy.
Facts have proved that his hunch was right.
Not long after, while looking out the window at the sun-warped road in a daze, there was a familiar sound of footsteps behind me.
This is……
Fujiwara Izaya turned around in disbelief.
A pair of black stockings are exposed under the pleated skirt. The senior has slender legs and looks like a summer girl. She looks so beautiful and flawless.
"I must miss my senior sister too much..." Fujiwara Izaya murmured and turned around, staring at the wood grain of the tabletop. It seemed that today's table looked particularly beautiful.
"Hehe~"
Asuka Kasahara's iconic lustful smile appeared on her lips.
She originally sat across from the opposite dining table, but after Hoshimi Rinko arrived, she squeezed in next to Fujiwara Izaya and occupied the window seat. Hoshimi Rinko looked at her provocative smile meaningfully,
He sneered and sat down on the other side of Fujiwara Izaya, leaning against the aisle.
This family restaurant is right at the school gate. Many students who don’t want to eat in the cafeteria will eat here at noon. At first glance, it is full of students wearing Kitagawa uniforms. Fujiwara Izaya is sandwiched between his seniors and junior girls.
, suddenly became the center of the audience.
"Senior~"
A sticky voice came out of the school girl's mouth.
Fujiwara Izaya turned his head and looked over, his orange bangs falling gently, his big watery eyes half-covered, his slightly open lips constantly trembling, and a steady stream of hot breath blowing on his face.
"Are you happy?" Kasahara Asuka put her soft and delicate hands gently on his shoulders, "I know that I have a good relationship with your senior Hoshimi, and Asuka specially called her out to accompany you."
The ambiguous posture attracted the jealous eyes of the students.
And her ambiguous words made many people think - is this an honest and upright act?
Only Fujiwara Izaya, who was in the middle, understood the pain involved.
Because one of Hoshimi Rinko's feet had already stepped on his shoe. Not only that, her beautiful eyes also moved to the far left of her eye sockets, and she looked at her junior student with disdain.
"Why isn't Ikeda here yet..."
Fujiwara Izaya looked at the door anxiously. Even though the air conditioner was on in the restaurant, he was sweating on his forehead.
Not long after, the young monk who was busy preparing for the exam walked in with a thick pile of review materials and a pen. However, as soon as he sat down, before Fujiwara Izaya could breathe a sigh of relief, he was grabbed by Koike Masami and stood up.
He said he was going to get a drink, but in reality he was leaving Fujiwara Izaya to suffer alone.
Before leaving, she even smiled at Fujiwara Izaya.
Don't be fooled by the hatchet, the boy who rides on two boats... This is what Fujiwara Izaya understood.
never mind.
Fujiwara Izaya gave up.
It is better to rely on oneself than to place the hope of survival on others.
"Senior sister," he said proactively, "I will go to your house this weekend."
"Oh?" Hoshimi Rinko looked at him meaningfully, her fair and slender hands gently curling the ends of her hair, "I thought you were having fun with your schoolmates and had forgotten where my home is."
"I even remember how many floor tiles there are on the road!" Fujiwara Izaya replied with a sincere expression.
"No matter how many floor tiles there are, I'm afraid," Hoshimi Rinko frowned slightly with her beautiful slender eyebrows, and her eyes couldn't be described as disgusting, "I'm afraid they are not as good as the two pairs of stockings of the school girl, right?"
"Pfft~"
A proud laugh came from the side.
hateful!
These two women are so hateful!
However, when this question was mentioned, Fujiwara Izaya subconsciously looked under the table. Under Kitagawa Academy's fashionable and short pleated skirt, the senior's calves, wrapped in black stockings, had graceful curves. Especially when sitting
The posture of standing up inevitably exposes a small part of the absolute realm, which is particularly sultry.
Just looking at these legs, Fujiwara Izaya felt a burst of pleasure.
How pleasurable is it?
It’s like seeing Tohsaka Rin’s “Legs Playing Year” come into reality, and the paper figurine wife has become a reality!
"Fujiwara-san," Rinko Hoshimi rubbed her eyebrows with a headache, "What are you looking at?"
"nothing."
"lie!"
"Okay, I'm looking at the legs."
"Don't you see enough in the club?" Hoshimi Rinko raised her butt slightly and pulled her skirt down a little, "You show such stupidity when we meet, it's hard not to suspect that you have some special hobby."
"Senior is the leg control guy!" Asuka Kasahara said with a smile.
Fujiwara Izaya turned around and looked at the school girl with a lustful expression.
The hem of Kitagawa Academy's short skirt is already above the knees, but the skirt of the school girl is still a little shorter. On her smooth legs, she wears very pure white stockings, which are slightly transparent and can be seen.
to delicate skin.
"Senior~~"
Asuka Kasahara put her hands on her thighs to support her chin, raised her chin slightly, and kept blinking at him. The orange hair near her shoulders swayed, shining in the sun.
"What?" Fujiwara Izaya narrowed his eyes dazzlingly.
"You can touch Asuka's legs!" Kasahara Asuka said with a smile, not knowing whether it was true or not.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this..." Fujiwara Izaya quickly turned around, looking left and right, and finally saw the review materials and pens left by Ikeda Seiji on the table. He took them over and started talking to his senior classmates.
Said: "I want to learn, I love to learn, no woman can destroy my desire to learn!"
"Prude!" Rinko Hoshimi mocked him.
Asuka Kasahara said happily: "Senpai is so simple, and he is the type Asuka likes."
The midday sun shone in through the glass window, and the window seat was illuminated brightly. Fujiwara Izaya, who was caught in the middle, felt very happy even though he was walking on thin ice. Just like the kind of person who walks under the bright moonlight.
I unintentionally opened the curtains at night and saw the figure of a young woman changing clothes in the window opposite, so happy.
Soon, the waiter brought the meal to the table.
The portion of the sundae ice cream is not large, but it has clear layers. It is dotted with various kinds of taro balls and red beans, and the presentation is very pleasing.
There were also two portions of curry rice, and since Masami, the snack, was not available, it was given to Rinko Hoshimi.
"It looks delicious!" Asuka Kasahara looked happy. When she saw Rinko Hoshimi picking up a spoon and preparing to eat, she quickly stopped her: "Senior, wait a moment, let Asuka take photos first."
Hoshimi Rinko stopped helplessly.
She doesn't even use social media, so she can't understand why there is such a ritual of taking photos before eating.
Click click click.
Asuka Kasahara took several photos of the ice cream, then raised her phone high and leaned over Izaya Fujiwara: "Let's take a photo."
Feeling the softness of the girl's breasts on his shoulders, Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to raise his head.
Hoshi saw Rinzi and hid aside.
"Senior, come here too." Asuka Kasahara pulled her, causing her to hit Fujiwara Izaya's shoulder.
"Crack!"
In a frozen scene.
The school girl smiled innocently.
The senior sister was caught off guard and bumped into Fujiwara Izaya, her face turned a little red.
Fujiwara Izaya.
With a Buddhist-like look on his face, he was deciding whether the touch on the left or the right felt better.
"Hmm, it looks good," Asuka Kasahara swiped her fingers across the screen and looked at a few photos, then turned to look at Rinko Hoshimi, "Senior, I'll send you the photos. Oh, by the way, your line and
What’s your Instagram account? I’ll add you.”
"Uh, no..." Rinko Hoshimi took a deep breath slowly, then flipped up her long hair, and her expression returned to elegance: "I don't play with those things, you can just do it yourself."
She was a little shy about her first intimate contact with her junior classmate.
But when she thought that it was done with the help of other women, she was very angry. She couldn't help but quietly moved her eyes and glared at her junior: If you took the initiative, we might have children.
"?" Fujiwara Izaya looked confused.
Kasahara Asuka looked at the two of them innocently.
A very evil plot is brewing beneath her innocent appearance.
"Ahem, that's it." Hoshi saw Rinko's little hands clenched into small fists, covering her lips and said softly: "Eat quickly, I have to go back for a lunch break after eating."
"Wait a minute!" Asuka Kasahara called out.
Fujiwara Izaya and Hoshimi Rinko looked at her motionless.
"Senior, you must have a Line and Instagram account." Asuka Kasahara said seriously.
"Why?" Hoshimi Rinko asked puzzledly.
Kasahara Asuka's eyes widened and she asked exaggeratedly: "Is senpai an antique from the Showa era?"
"Is it so unbelievable that there is no line or ins?" Hoshimi Rinko looked at her junior, looking for recognition. In her impression, her junior didn't have that either, and was the same type of person as her.
"Well……"
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly saw the word "danger" appearing in front of his eyes.
The next second, Asuka Kasahara said happily: "Even seniors went out of their way to register for Asuka!"
"Oh?" Hoshi saw Rinzi's face, suddenly turning green and cold.
In addition, the cool breeze blowing from the air outlet of the air conditioner is like the biting cold wind blowing through the coniferous forests of Hokkaido in winter.
I heard that in Kitagawa Academy, there is a "Hoshimi Rinko" support club. Among the members, there are many boys who are excited by her cold gaze, but Fujiwara Izaya is definitely not that kind of pervert.
"Senior, please listen to my explanation."
As soon as he spoke, Kasahara Asuka came over with a "hey hey hey", her little head shook cutely and said: "Senior, please download it too, so that you can pay attention to senior's friends and share photos and life experiences with him."
As soon as he saw her tail raised, Fujiwara Izaya felt that something was wrong.
"I'll get off now." Hoshimi Rinzhi retracted her frozen gaze and took out her cell phone.
"First of all, we need to download ins..." Asuka Kasahara helped enthusiastically.
"What is ins?"
“It’s mainly a social software for sharing photos with friends.”
"oh."
"Senior, what's your name?"
"Hoshimi Rinko."
"Not my real name, but my nickname."
"Rinzi...is it okay?"
"It's okay, but it's just like the users of the last century."
“How can we count as a user of this century?”
"'Godly Attendant Girl Rin-chan', this is the name that young people should have."
"...I'd better just be an old antique."
The two heads came together and were chattering on the table. Fujiwara Izaya suddenly felt that the senior sister was also quite girly. But, why do I feel that my back is getting colder and colder... Asuka, give it to me
Shut up!
"How to use it?"
"First enter your friend's account name and click Search."
"Oh, I don't know."
"I'll help you enter your senior's account."
"Thanks."
Fujiwara Izaya wanted to escape.
But the heads of the schoolmates and seniors were on his chest, with the back of the sofa behind them, blocking his escape route.
In this way, Hoshimi Rinko searched for Fujiwara Izaya's account and saw two photos posted on his homepage at a glance. One was an intimate photo of him and Kasahara Asuka, with the text "love.ing". And the other
Zhang, a pair of white and tender little feet, with the words "I really want to be Ms. Asuka's dog!"
Um.
very good.
Hoshi was not angry at all when he saw Rinko.
She still smiled elegantly and stared at her junior with an emotionless gaze: "Is your junior showing off her love affair with me?"
"No, no, no, that's just a joke." Fujiwara Izaya quickly picked up the spoon, scooped out a big spoonful of ice cream and handed it to her mouth, "As far as my relationship with my senior is concerned, how could I not tell anyone about such a big thing as falling in love?
Senior!"
"Well, that makes sense..." Hoshimi Rinko put her legs together and straightened her back. She turned sideways and looked at him head-on: "But given your tendency to lie to me, it's hard for me to agree with what you said."
"Senior, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry."
"You also know that I have my own reasons."
"Oh, so you want to be Ms. Asuka's dog, right?"
"She posted it herself!"
"oh."
"Calm down."
"I'm not angry."
"Then why are you looking at me with such a scary expression?"
"I'm just unhappy." Rinko Hoshimi stared at him with an elegant expression, but her smile didn't have any warmth at all. "Isn't it normal for a woman to have an awkward moment when she's unhappy?"
As she spoke, she opened her small mouth and gently took the spoon handed over by Fujiwara Izaya.
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya turned around and glared at the innocent school girl with a "none of my business" expression.
"When the summer vacation comes, I will drill you hard!"
"Oh, by the way," Kasahara Asuka completely ignored his threat, "There is also Line. Senior sister, please bring your phone."
The two girls got together again. After registering their accounts, they started a group chat with [Kasahara·Hoshimi·Fujiwara]. Then, the junior girl took matters into her own hands and brought her sister and mother in. Not to be outdone, the senior girl also started chatting.
I called my mother and brought my own mother in to help.
Um.
Fujiwara Izaya was eating an ice cream sundae while thinking about whether to change the group name to "Love each other as a family".
"Ahem!" Rinko Xingjian suddenly coughed.
Fujiwara Izaya turned around and looked over: "What's wrong?"
"You..." Hoshimi Rinko looked at the spoon in his hand, moved her butt back slightly, and said with a look of disgust: "Even if you like me, you don't need to do such obscene things secretly, right?"
"?" Fujiwara Izaya was confused.
"It seems that you already like me to the point where you can't help yourself." Hoshimi Rinko sighed, protecting her chest with her hands: "Pretending to inadvertently use the spoon I had eaten to eat ice cream, reflecting the illusion of accidentally kissing indirectly.
, so that I can’t help but think wildly. Sorry, I’m not such a superficial woman, this trick doesn’t work for me.”
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya took a deep breath.
He put down his spoon, picked up his coffee, and stirred the ice cubes with another spoon.
The ice cubes collided with the cup, making a crisp and cool sound. Listening to it, he felt much better. Then he turned to look at his senior sister and explained: "It's really unintentional, but I like Saints the most."
Instead of ice cream, I forgot for a moment that the spoon was yours."
"I've never seen you say you liked ice cream sundaes before."
"That's it, I want to learn!"
Xing Jian Rinzi put his hand on his chin, looked at him and smiled slowly: "It's cute to look guilty."
For a moment, Fujiwara Izaya thought he saw Shinomiya Kaguya. They were both beautiful and elegant young ladies, and they were also flat-chested. They did have a slight resemblance.
never mind.
Can't afford to offend.
Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and focused his attention on the review materials.
He has a slender figure and looks very handsome in his school uniform. His slender fingers hold the foot of the page, and the sun shines on his white shirt. Coupled with his focused expression, this face captures the attention of all girls almost instantly.
Heart.
In the restaurant, the faint screams of girls could be heard.
However, since the two eldest ladies sandwiched him, no one dared to come up and strike up a conversation.
"The relationship between seniors and seniors is really good." Asuka Kasahara looked envious next to her.
"To say that we have a good relationship is far from it." Rinko Hoshimi tucked her hair behind her ears and picked up the spoon Fujiwara Izaya was eating the ice cream on. "I can only say that the relationship is not bad."
Kasahara Asuka has never seen such a cute tsundere.
Cute, cute, super cute, in short, he is an invincible and adorable defeated dog!
"Hehe~"
The little demon schoolgirl smiled softly, lowered her head to eat curry rice, and accidentally touched something with her arm.
"Pap~"
Fujiwara Izaya looked away from the review materials and saw the chopsticks at his feet.
"Senior, help me pick it up." Kasahara Asuka shouted sweetly, her attractive little lips were shiny, and she didn't know what kind of lipstick she had applied.
"OK."
A very innocent Fujiwara Izaya bent down to pick up the chopsticks.
A thigh covered with white stockings suddenly rested on his leg. At the same time, for some unknown reason, the pen he just used suddenly fell off and landed on that leg.
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly raised his head.
Guilty eyes looked at Hoshimi Rinko uncontrollably.
At this time, the senior sister was concentrating on eating an ice cream sundae. Her elegant expression focused on the food did not look like she was in the same world as the aura under the table.
calm!
Be sure to calm down!
Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and looked at the review materials.
There were two hands under the table, one holding the schoolgirl's thigh, the other holding a pen, trembling faintly.
Sunlight squeezed in, Kasahara Asuka tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes bright and passionate: "Senior, can you write straight characters?"
"..." Fujiwara Izaya subconsciously looked at the loose bow on her collar, wondering whether she was serious or just fishing for law enforcement.
He still knows the school girl very well.
If this word is written, it will cause a lot of trouble and more entanglements.
Wait a moment.
Even if I don't write, it will still be a lot of trouble and more entanglements.
Hoshimi Rinko tilted her head in confusion: "What are you two doing?"
"I was wondering when I would be as elegant as my senior sister." Asuka Kasahara looked at her with longing, and rubbed her leg against Fujiwara Izaya's hand.
Fujiwara Izaya's heart was pounding.
He still has the determination he should have, but the reaction of his seventeen-year-old body, which is full of vitality and blood, is beyond his control. Besides, he is doing this under the eyes of his senior sister, okay?
It's so exciting...
"You are still young, you will have it in the future." Seeing Rinzi, Hoshiro shook his head proudly like a winner.
The long hair floating with the air flow across the tip of Fujiwara Izaya's nose, bringing the faint fragrance of gardenia on the senior sister's body. Smelling the senior sister's body fragrance, his trembling hands drew on the inner thighs of the senior sister.
The first horizontal line of the character "正" comes out.
"Hmm~"
Kasahara Asuka's body trembled.
Fujiwara Izaya quickly stopped writing.
"What's wrong with you?" Hoshimi Rinko turned around again with a confused look on her face.
"Curry," Kasahara Asuka hid something, sticking out her tongue while fanning her, "It's so spicy for Asuka~"
The reddish complexion, the thin sweat on the cheeks...it looked like he had been burned.
Seeing that Rinzi was not suspicious, Hoshi lowered his head and took two bites of the ice cream, then brought over his own portion of curry rice.
The rich curry flavor hits your nostrils. The beef and potatoes are covered with rice. Take a spoonful of it with the rice and put it into your mouth. It is indeed a bit spicy.
"Huh~"
Hoshimi Rinko exhaled with satisfaction and took two more bites of the ice cream.
Next to him, Fujiwara Izaya held one hand on the delicate inner thigh of the school girl and wrote the first word "正".
"Huh~"
He also breathed out contentedly.
His fingers gently rubbed the delicate skin there. The air in the store was obviously cool and dry, but he felt that it was so hot and sticky that he was about to explode.
However, Asuka Kasahara's thigh continued to rub against his hand.
That means that if you don’t have enough, seniors should continue.
Fujiwara Izaya raised his gaze and looked at her.
"Senior..." Kasahara Asuka blushed and gasped softly.
That look didn't look like she was teasing him.
It's impossible... Fujiwara Izaya feels guilty.
Although the school girl's personality is very lively and a bit bitchy, I don't mind doing something intimate with her. But according to her skill points of high attack and low imitation, after writing the first word "正", she should
I was so shy that I hid away, why did I persist...
On the right, Rinko Hoshimi is concentrating on eating curry. Both her movements and her expression are very elegant.
"Senior..." Kasahara Asuka called again.
Hoshimi Rinko looked up at her: "Your face is so red."
"Do I need to get you a drink?" Rinko Hoshimi asked with concern.
"No, ha," Asuka Kasahara frowned slightly in pain, "I bit my tongue."
At this time, Fujiwara Izaya finished writing the second character.
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Kasahara Asuka suddenly put a hand under the table, held his hand down, and slid it deeper, as if to ask him to write more and harder.
Fujiwara Izaya controlled his mind, but not his hands.
In the sunshine, Hoshimi Rinko ate curry rice with relish, and then asked the waiter for a glass of ice water to drink.
When she was about to finish eating, Asuka Kasahara left her seat with a normal expression, stood in the aisle and said "hey", pointed at Fujiwara Izaya and crossed her fingers, then she showed a calm smile on her face and shook her short pleated skirt.
Skirt, turned around and walked to the bathroom.
Under the short skirt, the slender girl's beautiful white legs swayed very pure.
Faintly, there seems to be writing on the inner thigh.
"I'll go to the bathroom too..."
Fujiwara Izaya stood up and followed her.
Hoshimi Rinko glanced at the two people's backs strangely, but didn't think much about it.
It's impossible for two people to go to the same restroom. Really, the men's and women's restrooms are separate... She laughed at her own pettiness while leaning on the back of her chair, thinking about what method she should use to maximize her charm.
The annoying school girl scares away.
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Fujiwara Izaya never expected it.
In the morning he said that the rose-colored high school life was not for him, but in the afternoon he was slapped in the face by reality.
After entering the bathroom corridor, Kasahara Asuka grabbed his tie with one hand, dragged him into a random bathroom, and locked the door behind him.
"Uh, Asuka, this is not good..."
Before she finished speaking, Kasahara Asuka pushed her senior to sit on the toilet with both hands.
Then, she stood in front of her, gently lifted her skirt, and let her senior look at the works he had left behind.
On the fair and rosy skin, the handwriting written in black gel pen is particularly eye-catching.
Is my handwriting that ugly... Fujiwara Izaya felt his face start to get hot.
He is not easily shy.
If this was Kawashima Miji, he would have pounced on her long ago.
"Senior, do you think it looks good?" Kasahara Asuka looked at him with a blushing face.
"This..." Fujiwara Izaya asked cautiously, "Is the hem of the skirt too short? What if I move too much and others see it?"
"What do you think?"
Kasahara Asuka smiled angrily.
Then, she stepped up her legs and sat astride Fujiwara Izaya's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
The colors and sounds of the entire world seemed to disappear, and all Fujiwara Izaya heard was her slight breathing and her transparent brown eyes.
"Senior, hehe~~"
Although Kasahara Asuka was a little nervous, her expression was still a little excited.
"Are you going to senior sister's house on the weekend?" She stared at Fujiwara Izaya with her big misty eyes.
"Uh, yes," Fujiwara Izaya replied, "After all..."
"Hold Asuka and talk." The little devil opened his arms and asked for a hug.
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya carefully stretched out his hand and hugged her small waist.
"After all, I haven't been to her house for two months. If I don't go, I will be scolded..."
Kasahara Asuka remained silent.
She leaned against her senior's chest, panting, and gently grabbed her collar with one hand. She seemed to feel shy, she had closed her eyes, and she seemed to be mentally evaluating the feeling of being held by her senior. It was a good decision.
How should I treat him next?
Fujiwara Izaya didn't know how she felt.
Anyway, he felt so comfortable, with his hands around his schoolgirl's slender waist, and the smell that came in through his nose was her citrus scent. He felt like he wouldn't get tired of staying here for an entire afternoon.
Soon after.
Kasahara Asuka suddenly noticed something and raised her buttocks.
"...Ha, haha." Fujiwara Izaya looked at her delicate little face and clear eyes, and felt that this was not good, so he quickly said: "Let's go out, the afternoon class is about to start."
"Wait a moment."
Kasahara Asuka sat down heavily.
"Ouch~" Fujiwara Izaya cried out in pain.
Asuka Kasahara put a hand on her lips: "Shh~"
"Don't be so loud," the little devil blinked and stared at him with a smile, "Unless senior wants others to know that you brought them into the toilet."
"What do you want to do?" Fujiwara Izaya hugged her reluctantly.
"Hehe, of course I turned senior into Asuka's puppy," Kasahara Asuka's delicate and cute little face was full of innocence and delicateness, "You are going to your senior's house tomorrow. What if you are seduced by her?"
"You think senior is as bitch as you!" Fujiwara Izaya rubbed her head angrily and amusedly.
"I don't care, I can't let things happen anyway." Kasahara Asuka bit her lower lip and muttered: "Senior, you don't tell the truth. I promised you to go get your ears pierced, but every time I came to you, you were either studying or reading.
Don’t go shopping with others.”
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, okay." Fujiwara Izaya knew he was wrong.
"Go to senior's house on Sunday, and first go with Asuka to get your ears pierced on Saturday." Kasahara Asuka ordered, raising her cute little white stocking feet from underneath, then she supported Fujiwara Izaya's thighs with her knees and knelt on him
In front of me: "You can only go with the testimony of your love with Asuka!"
"love?"
"Yes, it is love."
"Where is the love?"
"Hey, that's it." Kasahara Asuka pulled his tie, pressed her forehead against his, and shook her head, "Senior and I are hugging each other so closely, I feel so happy in my heart, isn't this
Love."
The place where the foreheads meet is very warm.
Every time she shook her head, her orange hair would jump around mischievously, like a naughty kitten.
"It can't be that simple..." Fujiwara Izaya sighed and held her shoulders, "You are just young and curious about the relationship between men and women, so you are prone to palpitations. After you calm down and think about it more, you will not
That’s what happened.”
"Well, that makes sense." Kasahara Asuka looked at his close eyes, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Every time she gets close to senior and smells his scent, Asuka feels comfortable and wants to be with senior.
We were together. But after a few days of not seeing each other, I no longer had that thought in my mind. Why is that?"
Fujiwara Izaya certainly knows why.
He is a mountain god who represents the land and nature. He has a charm that can make living beings naturally close to him.
Anyone who gets along with him for a long time will inevitably be attracted to him, or to nature. This is divinity, and the admiration ordinary people have for this has nothing to do with love. He understands this clearly, so he never
I was proud of being popular.
Fujiwara Izaya organized words and sentences in his mind, intending to explain these words.
However, Kasahara Asuka came over with a smile, rested her head on his shoulder, and said in a charming voice: "But after all, I have feelings for seniors, which I have never experienced with anyone else. Anyway, Asuka has reached the age of falling in love.
, it doesn’t hurt to talk about it, the worst thing is that if you don’t like it in the future, you will just dump your senior.”
"Well……"
Faced with this new era's view of love, Fujiwara Izaya couldn't refute it.
After all, there is no law that stipulates that if you fall in love, you must stay together forever, and you will not be shot if you break up.
"Hey, are you excited, senior?" Kasahara Asuka knelt on his legs, whispered in his ear, "Are Asuka's legs nice? If you don't touch them quickly, they are just like wood. If you don't touch them, you won't have a chance next time."
"
Fujiwara Izaya lowered his eyes and looked at the white stockings under her pleated skirt.
Involuntarily, he reached out his hand, pressed it on the girl's slender leg, and stroked it gently. There was a slight rustling sound in the quiet toilet cubicle.
“That’s great~”
Kasahara Asuka, whose face was red, sighed quickly while breathing rapidly.
"That's the feeling, Asuka likes it." In the charming voice, she leaned against Fujiwara Izaya softly, closed her eyes tightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. That way, she was both surprised and shy, completely gone.
Lively and bold.
Then, her warm and soft little hands began to explore Fujiwara Izaya for the first time.
Close to the cheek.
It was so hot that it felt like having a high fever, both of them were like this.
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After a long time, the two returned to the restaurant.
Seeing Rinzi's pretty little face, Hoshi became a little impatient.
After seeing Fujiwara Izaya come out, she muttered, "I almost want to call the police to find someone." After saying this, she raised her head and chest, stared ahead with her cold and beautiful face, and took every step with regular steps.
, the long and bright black hair swayed.
After watching his senior figure disappear, Fujiwara Izaya took a breath as if he was exhausted.
His legs were a little weak. He turned around and looked at the school girl who was hiding behind him and looked at the red ears in her hair. He thought for a while and had nothing to say. He could only rub her head and said, "Go there tomorrow."
Get your ears pierced.”
"Hehe~"
Kasahara Asuka raised her face.
The lingering lingering charm on his face was full of a sly smile.
For a moment, Fujiwara Izaya couldn't tell which one was her true face, the girl in front of him or the shy and soft girl just now... But either one was good.
On the way back to the classroom, Asuka Kasahara swayed her arms back and forth comfortably.
The body is smooth and smooth, as if it has just been oiled.
Under the stockings that were so thin that they were almost transparent, the knees were still slightly red, which aroused people's imagination.