Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 161 Peeking
At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Yumi Sato was sitting at the table with two dark circles under her eyes, and behind her was a ghost, no, it was Natsume.

She filled in the answers to the multiple-choice questions casually, and her eyes followed, which made people shudder.

Sato Yumi didn't change her face, quietly erased the answer, and checked the calculation on the draft paper with a pen.

After 10 minutes, she turned her gaze, and by turning the pages, she suddenly lay down on the table.

"Natsume—it's already 11:30."

"Strictly speaking, eleven thirty-one."

Natsume Zeping stared at the book in his hand, and said slowly.

"So - the tutoring starts at nine o'clock, and it's been two and a half hours, so why don't you take a break?"

"If you don't get lazy halfway, you can rest before half an hour." Natsume Zeping put down the book and looked sideways out of the window.

The night scene by the sea is very quiet, only the sound of the ebb and flow of the tide.

In the night, the moonlight is cold and bright, and in the room, the lights are warm and yellow.

"If you don't let me go, you will call the police. The reason is—" Sato raised his beautiful brows, "Holding the beautiful girl."

"You can't make calls."

"why?"

"Your cell phone is still in the next door, and the door is locked by me, so you can't get out." Natsume Ze calmly looked at the book, "I don't have so many things to do when I finish writing earlier, and I also want to rest earlier."

"Don't be so strict." Yumi Sato put down her pen, her eyes were crystal clear.

She put down her pen and looked up at him, with one foot on the chair, most of her smooth and round legs were exposed.

"You go back." Natsume Zehei was also in no mood, and packed up the things on the table to go to bed.

"Hey, I can't sleep now."

"Look at the textbook twice, and you will fall asleep."

Yumi Sato kept her eyes on Natsume, put her foot on the ground slightly, and the chair tilted up.

"Even if we go back now, Haruna and the others are still chatting. Once we chat with them, we forget what we just learned."

"Are you a goldfish with only seven seconds of memory?"

"A goldfish's memory lasts more than seven seconds!" Yumi Sato smiled, "Call me for a chat?"

"No."

"I figured it out, Natsume doesn't want it, it means she wants it—right?"

Natsume Zehei took a teapot to boil hot water, put a tea bag into the cup, and looked at her.

"Do you want it?"

"What, tea? Of course!"

Natsume Zehei nodded, then put the cup back.

"Mo——I already said I want it!" Sato Yumi walked over angrily, took a tea bag and soaked it in hot water.

Natsume Zehei blew on the teacup, "Do you usually have a part-time job?"

"No."

"Where's the money to travel?"

"My grandfather gave it to me. He likes me very much—a sum of money will be transferred to my bank card every month. Why, he cares about me?"

Yumi Sato asked.

"No." Natsume Zehei held his teacup and pushed open the window, "Go for a walk outside? The tea is ready when you come back."

"Now?"

She thought for a while, got off the chair, straightened her bathrobe: "I can do it—wait for me, go back and get your phone."

It was a little quiet outside the bathing place, and the lanterns hung in the corridor, shining quietly.

'clatter'

'clatter'

The clogs made a rattling sound as they stepped on the floor.

"It's been a long time since I wore such high clogs, let me get used to it." Yumi Sato stretched out her hand, and Natsume Zehei naturally handed it over.

'Snapped. '

She patted lightly, "It's not this one!"

Natsume Zeping was stunned for two seconds, and quickly realized her intention, raised his hand slightly, and asked the girl to hold his arm.

'Da da da da.'

In the first few steps, Yumi Sato's rhythm was a bit disordered, but after a few simple steps, she stabilized, until finally she became more proficient in each step.

——The night by the sea is a bit cold, probably because the wind from Mount Fuji is too desolate.

"Fuji is an active volcano." Natsume Zeping said.

"Huh?" She turned her head, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to say something suddenly."

Natsume Zehei walked along the road by the sea, and when he passed the vending machine surrounded by moths, he bought a bottle of mineral water for himself and a bottle of orange soda for Yumi Sato.

The two sat down on a wooden bench.

'Crack! '

Sato Yumi raised her head and drank the soda, showing her snow-white neck.

Natsume Zehei yawned and held the mineral water in his hand instead of drinking it.

"What are you thinking?" Yumi Sato looked at him.

"When do you want to sleep?"

"."

She smiled, put down the orange juice, put her hands on the wooden chair, and looked up at the sky.

The moonlight was fine, and the stars hung in the sky, shining brightly.

"How about stargazing at night?"

"not good."

"what is that?"

"The Southern Cross."

"What about this?" She pointed elsewhere.

"Don't you know the Big Dipper?"

"Oh - what about this one?"

"do not know."

"Ah—don't you know?"

Natsume Zeping raised his eyebrows, turned to look at her, "You know her?"

"No, I can't read it at all, it's just like a map—I hate maps."

Yumi Sato raised her head, taking it for granted.

She looked at Natsume who was a little sluggish, and couldn't help laughing, "After this trip, you want to go home?"

"Otherwise where are we going?"

"I mean shopping or something, when you are free."

"Didn't I show you your phone before?" Natsume Zehei took out the phone and dug out Kei's chat records, "Go see a doctor."

"Oh"

Yumi Sato's eyes were attracted by the brightly lit screen, and she flipped up again, but there was nothing - the picture of the fireworks, Keiya showed her.

The earlier conversation was confusing.

Normal conversation between boys and girls.

Male: "Are you free this afternoon? I saw a family."

Female: "Of course, just wait for me."

A conversation between Natsume and Kei.

Hui: "I have something to do."

Natsume: "Time and place."

Yumi Sato turned over a dozen pages, but was not interested in reading it.And these dozen or so pages already contain a year's worth of dialogue.

On the contrary, a boy's name was set as special concern, Yumi Sato looked at it suspiciously, and then peeked at the bad water in Natsume's heart.

"Who is this man?" she asked.

"Izuzawa Yusuke, the one who decorated the roof."

". We talked a lot." Yumi Sato kept scrolling up, not just today, yesterday, the day before yesterday, and even the day before yesterday.

——Be more diligent in chatting than Hui.

"Don't look at it."

Natsume Zehei took back the phone, "There is privacy in the contract."

"Oh" Yumi Sato pressed the wooden chair, her head lowered slightly, and her two long legs kicked the air restlessly.

"tired?"

"I was bitten by a mosquito, damn it..." Yumi Sato patted her thigh, and some blood flowed from her fair skin.

"Go back?"

"and many more--"

Yumi Sato suddenly picked up the phone and turned on the camera function.

"Come closer."

"Ah."

"I told you to get closer—" Sato Yumi looked at Natsume Zehei who was half a body away from her, and said helplessly.

"."

"Forget it, just sit still!"

Yumi Sato sat down, her shoulders pressed against her shoulders, her head tilted slightly.

Natsume Zehei lowered his head, smooth black hair, familiar fragrance, and snow-white neck——

"Look up, don't look at me."

Her voice is a little soft.

".it is good."

"Laugh, why are you in a daze—"

"Huh? Oh oh."

'Crack! '

The flash came on, and Yumi Sato turned off her phone without looking at it.

"Don't take a look?"

"No, I'm good at taking pictures."

During the conversation, footsteps were heard in the distance.Natsume Zeping froze for a moment, seeing a familiar face.

"Hide quickly." Yumi Sato turned her head and showed a smirk.

".why?"

"Leave it alone!"

Yumi Sato pulled Natsume and hid in the grove behind, peeping at Naoki Yoshihara and Haruna Matsuda coming from a distance.

"Wan—" She turned her head sideways, spraying hot air on Natsume's neck, "What do you think they will talk about?"

"Peeping is shameful."

"No kidding."

"Talking about life, talking about ideals——this is what young people do."

Yumi Sato poked his face, "You are not very old."

"Yes Yes."

"Quiet quiet, they are coming."

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(End of this chapter)