Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 275 Prom Frankness, Heartfelt Voice

The tram station is crowded with people.

It was the time when school was over, and the passing crowd was like waves, surging aimlessly.

From a distance, they look like walking dumplings.

Natsume hid the thoughts in his heart, swiped his card to pass the platform, and walked inside along the yellow guiding line.

Arriving at the place Yumi said, he looked around and was led away by the hand stretched out from the left.

"so slow."

Looking back, Yumi Sato was standing beside her, holding two popsicles in her hand.

"There are too many people on the road, and the weather is too hot." He said while tugging at the collar.

After the rain, the streets are exposed to the sun, hot and humid, making people lazy unconsciously.

"Do you want popsicles?"

"Well, thanks"

"Where's the bell?"

"She's going to ask for leave today." Natsume glanced at the crowded crowd and leaned towards the yellow line.

"Huh? Are you not coming?"

"Ah."

"why?"

"I heard that something happened at home, but I don't know exactly what it is."

"Then it's not just the two of us tonight?" Yumi Sato looked at him.

"Have you brought your clothes?" Natsume turned around.

"Ah, I brought it."

"That's good."

"What are you doing?" She tightened her bag.

Natsume Zehei gave her a sideways look, "It's been so long, and Yumi still maintains her arrogant personality."

"Oh, what is Tsundere? Could it be an otaku? It's so disgusting." Yumi Sato curled her lips.

"Please apologize to the dead nerds all over the world."

"No, disgusting!"

Passers-by lay their guns for no reason, casting angry glances.

It's a pity that they are destined not to be noticed by her.

Not long after, Natsume raised his head and looked into the distance.

"The car is here."

"Ah, I don't want to go, or let's forget about today."

"reason?"

"I haven't figured it out yet."

"Then follow me before you figure it out."

Natsume reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Yumi Sato subconsciously shook it twice, but it was useless.

A few seconds later, Natsume felt something and looked back, only to see reddish earlobes.

Did you acquiesce?
Lead her into the car and rest in the empty space in the middle of the car.

"Let me tell you first, you forced me to do this." Yumi Sato turned her head to the wall, as if talking to herself.

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"Before we get home, we have three rules. First, you are not allowed to touch me with improper reasons. Second, you must take a different time to take a shower."

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"Hey, are you listening?"

"Huh? Well, maybe."

Natsume didn't have time to listen to her meaningless arrogance, thinking about Yumiko Konda's words in her mind.

If the test is exempted, the time can be used in other areas. For him, it is actually very important.

Of course, Natsume wasn't worried about himself.

Even if he takes the college entrance examination normally, he can still get into the school he wants.

It's just that it's more convenient to test-free
"Hey, listen to me!"

Natsume looked around, and passers-by looked a little concerned, "Let's talk later, there are a lot of people here."

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Yumi Sato lowered her head, glanced at the hand she was still holding, and opened her lips slightly.

"hand."

"what?"

".nothing."

Natsume not only did not loosen, but clenched a little bit.

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Until the tram arrived, the two followed the crowd out of the platform.

Yumi Sato withdrew her hand and hid it in her clothes.

She walked forward as if nothing had happened, always a few steps ahead of Natsume, "Go shopping?"

"I bought enough yesterday."

"Ah, I need to buy towels, toothbrush and toothpaste and so on"

"There are plenty of storage rooms, so you don't need to buy them."

"Is the rice still enough? Do you want me to go to the supermarket?"

"Added it yesterday."

"That"

"Is there any other reason?"

"I'll think about it first."

In Chiyoda District, the street lamps by the lake suddenly turned on, reflecting white light on the lake.

Everything by the lakeside where no one goes in and out looks so peaceful, and the evening wind caresses the leaves on the side of the street, and takes them to the other side of the mountain.

Near the lake, a private villa stands here, almost occupying the place in a form of enveloping, making people jaw-dropping and wondering who the owner of this villa is.

At the entrance of the villa, luxury cars were parked one after another. The gentleman who got out of the car was wearing an evening dress and looked handsome, and his conversation was top-notch.

There will be a dance tonight, at the invitation of Patriarch Yugong, many famous socialites will appear here.

"It seems to be a little early." Miyagawa Suzune poked her head out, looked at the brightly lit building in the distance and sighed slightly.

"It's getting late, miss."

Shin Kizu looked at the long line of cars and smacked his lips, "If it's too late, we'll have to walk, and that will damage the reputation of the Miyagawa family."

"With this time, why not read more books, I don't know what father thinks." Miyagawa Lingyin held her face, and the evening wind blew her black hair onto her shoulders.

Tonight, Suzune is wearing a white one-shoulder sexy dress, elegant and beautiful.

"Of course it is a good thing to study hard, but you are the only lady in the Miyagawa family who can attend, please bear with it." Shin Kizu comforted in a low voice.

"Of course the ringtone is clear."

After getting off the car, Miyagawa Suzune entered the villa.

When passing by the promenade, Xin Mujin took out a bronzing invitation card, handed it to the waiter and left.

"Ah, the eldest lady of the Miyagawa family, why are you free to come here today?"

Miyagawa Suzune paused for a moment, then looked up at the woman standing in front of her.

Yu Gonghui was wearing a dark red evening dress, with a peony flower pinned below the collarbone.

"It's you." Miyagawa Suzune pouted, not even bothering to squeeze a smile.

"Where's the study meeting? I won't be participating." Yu Gonghui stepped on her high heels and looked down at her.

"Don't worry about Miss Yugong, I didn't go today."

"Is it because of attending my dance party? I'm really touched."

Miyagawa Suzune took a glass of Mojito from the passing waiter, her expression unchanged.

"If you have time to trouble me, it's better to accompany other guests."

"Isn't this accompanying you?" Yugong Huiliu raised her eyebrows, "Miss Miyagawa should be moved to tears by showing her face to talk to a girl from the countryside."

"Miss Yugong should go to the hospital."

"Thank you for the reminder, but I'm in good health, so don't bother you." Yu Gonghui picked up the cocktail and faced her: "Have a drink?"

"Oh, I don't need—not going to drink tonight."

"No alcohol at the dance? You should go to the elementary school next door. There's fresh milk there."

"Whatever you say."

Miyagawa Suzune waved her hands, and was about to leave but stopped.

——When the two were talking, everyone's eyes were on the scene. If they left rashly at this moment, someone would definitely strike up a conversation.

Forget about Yu Gonghui, her arrogant personality is well known, and no one wants to chat with her. It will be troublesome to leave her.

After thinking about it, Miyagawa Suzune raised her face and smiled: "Go to the balcony to chat?"

"Ah, did you change your mind and try to please me?"

"Although I don't have this idea, you can understand it this way."

Yu Gonghui nodded and walked upstairs, "Come here, there are as many people as flies."

"If they hear this, they won't let you wear shoes behind your back."

"Miyagawa-kun cares about their thoughts?"

"At least on the surface."

Yu Gonghui smiled, "You are the same person as me, no matter how hard you hide it, the arrogance in your heart can't be covered."

"Suzune can't understand what Miss Amamiya is saying." Miyagawa Suzune didn't change expression.

"Let's call me Kei. The 'Miss Amamiya' you said sounds like you're mocking me."

"Then, you can call me Suzune. Of course, you can also call me Mrs. Natsume."

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The corners of Yu Gonghui's originally raised lips returned to calm, and she didn't say a word on the way to the balcony.

Aware of her lack of speech, Miyagawa Suzune took a sip of the Mojito, satisfied.

The balcony on the second floor was a bit quiet. This place was facing the lake, and directly below was a white street lamp.

Amamiya Hui leaned on the railing, overlooking the bright moon sky, her eyes reflected the moon's brilliance, which was very beautiful.

"Where's Yumi?"

"Going to his house."

"Aren't you worried?"

"will not."

Miyagawa Suzune raised her glass again and touched the air, "The reason is the same as yours."

"really."

"what?"

"You are my kind."

"It sounds like you're swearing." Miyagawa Suzune mused.

Yu Gonghui looked at her, "I think this is a compliment."

"Then, thank you."

"you are welcome."

Miyagawa Lingyin finished drinking, put the cup on the ground, leaned on the railing and said slowly: "I can tell the priority, and know who the real opponent is, and wait until the most troublesome one is dealt with, and then I will take out my hand to deal with Rotten Peach Blossom."

"Hui thinks so too, right?" She turned her head and smiled slightly.

"Stop pretending?" Yu Gonghui said lazily.

"Ah, Suzune has never pretended." Miyagawa Suzune didn't change her face, "From the beginning to the end, my outside and inside are consistent."

"This sentence is very different from your current expression." Yu Gonghui teased.

"Suzune just thinks that this will make Hui look more comfortable."

"Forget it, such a fake smile makes me want to throw up."

"really"

Miyagawa Suzune sighed and withdrew her smile.

"is this OK?"

"Much more comfortable."

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Miyagawa Suzune sighed, "Really, what are you looking for me for?"

"just chatting."

"lie."

Yu Gonghui thought for a while, "By the way, I will discuss something with you."

Miyagawa Suzune glanced at her, "Surrender loses half."

"what?"

"If you're willing to quit, I don't mind giving you the status of a lover, but only in secret."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ten o'clock at night, the bathroom.

The heat is hazy, and the mist spreads from under the lamp.

Yumi Sato lay in the small bathtub, fiddled with the water.

“Very small bathroom.”

She raised her head, looked at the vintage decoration, let out another breath, and sank into the water.

The warm water soaked the face and wrapped the whole body.

After a while, Yumi Sato got out of the bathtub, and the water flowed down from her forehead, passed through her collarbone, and then returned to the bathtub.

Get dressed and dry your hair.She opened the door and bumped into Natsume who happened to be walking.

"Are you ready?" Natsume brushed her leg calmly.

"Well, the hot water is reserved for you."

After leaving this sentence, Yumi Sato went to the bedroom and locked the door with her backhand.

She hid behind the door and listened to the movement outside.

Unfortunately, nothing
Natsume closed the door, took off her clothes, showered first, and then stepped into the bathtub.

The temperature is just right, no different from before Yumi left.
After taking a bath, he changed into his pajamas and came out of the bathroom.

The tatami in the living room had already been covered with quilt covers, but Natsume was not in a hurry to sleep.

He took out the test questions sent by Yumiko from his bag, flipped through them, and took out a ballpoint pen from the neatly organized pencil case.

"It's still early"

An hour later, Natsume recovered from his immersion and found that there was someone beside him, sitting across the table.

Yumi Sato changed into her pajamas and was playing with her mobile phone at the moment.

Seeing Natsume put down her pen, she raised her face and asked:

"drink water?"

"Ah."

"Here, I just boiled it." Yumi Sato brought boiling water from the kitchen.

Her bright yellow pajamas were a little loose, and the wide neckline couldn't hide the curves of her body. Through the thin pajamas, Natsume could vaguely see a reverie-inducing arc.

Natsume took the teacup and glanced at her, "Still sleeping?"

"How can you sleep, you are still working hard here." Yumi Sato sat down next to him and glanced at the test questions.

"Time is still there, so watch more."

After Natsume finished speaking, he closed the test paper.

"Stop writing, go to sleep."

"Um"

Yumi Sato didn't move when she heard it, she put her hands on the table, propped her face, and responded lazily.

"What's wrong?" Natsume glanced at her.

"Can't sleep?"

"Want to chat with me?"

"Ah."

Natsume raised an eyebrow, a little puzzled.

If it was a normal Yumi, she would blush at this time, and at the same time, she would have the words "don't think too much, just chatting" in line with the personality.

Satou Yumi turned her head and saw his surprised look, she couldn't help smiling:

"What, what am I like in your heart?"

"Proud."

"I don't understand the language of the dead house, but."

She stretched out her finger and tapped lightly on his forehead, "Aojiao will change too."

"Probably only now, Yumi is willing to show her changed self." Natsume grabbed her hand.

Yumi Sato hummed lightly, but didn't let go, "I can't help it. In school, I don't want to show a close relationship with you. The reason has been mentioned before, to prevent you from being spread rumors."

"I don't mind." He said softly.

"I mind." Yumi Sato smiled, pulled her hand back, and walked behind Natsume, leaning back to back.

She leaned back, "I have a bad temper, if you let me know who speaks ill of you."

"What will happen?" Natsume asked softly, feeling the body temperature on his back.

"I can't resist hitting them."

"Yumi still has this kind of character design."

"Before I met you, I was the younger sister of Shinjuku."

Yumi Sato closed her eyes, "Only in this way can I protect myself."

"Protection or something" Natsume smiled.

"What's wrong, is it possible that I made a mistake?"

"No, I just think what Yumi said is right and you really should protect yourself."

Natsume turned her head, but within a few seconds, she turned it back with her hand.

"Don't turn around."

"why?"

"Pretending to be confused? Don't you know the reason?" Yumi Sato chuckled.

"I want to see Yumi shy."

"Daba."

Yumi Sato's eyes were slightly bent, like crescent moons, "I will be angry, absolutely."

"It's late and go to bed."

"Um"

Having said that, she still didn't move.

Natsume turned around, Yumi Sato hugged her knees and lowered her head.

"Is it because you are not sleepy, or is there another reason?"

"Guess what." She said with her head down.

Natsume took a small step back and took Yumi's hand.

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She shook it lightly, seeing that Natsume didn't intend to let go, so she let him go.

Natsume stared at her delicate lips, his eyes flickering slightly.

getting closer
Yumi Sato pushed him and turned his face away, "Not yet."

Natsume took an inch and leaned closer to meet her eyes, "When can I do it?"

"Wait until you speak your mind."

"What does Yumi want to hear?"

"Words from the heart."

Natsume thought for a while, raised his hand slightly, and interlocked his fingers.

Yumi Sato pouted, pulled her hand back, stood up and went to the bedroom, "That's not what I want to hear."

Before closing the door, her hand stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Natsume looked at her from afar.

"Well, I'm a very ordinary girl."

"Ah."

"I don't have a particularly good-looking face, nor outstanding talent, but I have a bad temper and an awkward personality"

"Ah."

Yumi Sato put her head against the door, "Even so, you still like me, right?"

"I like Yumi."

"Really?"

"Well, I like it so much that I don't want to let it go."

"I want to hear you say it again."

"I like Yumi so much that I don't want to let go."

The door slowly closed, and the bedroom was dark.

Yumi Sato leaned against the door and said softly, "I didn't say I like you"

Natsume glanced at the mirror and found that the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

　Thank you for your recommended tickets, monthly tickets! (Blow it, Yumi!)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)