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Chapter 14 14. Two pairs of stockings

"Hey, that's right," Ikeda Qingji turned around, smiling gossipingly, "I have something good to tell you."

"what's up?"

Fujiwara Rin also looked at his head, feeling a little green in color.

"Last night, the old monk in my family said that he planned to go to the Akasaka Shrine to see if he could make things happen for me and classmate Koike."

"...uh, congratulations."

Good guy.

Xiaochi classmate likes sporty boys, not monks!
Fujiwara Rinya thought about it for a few seconds, and asked him, "What do you think Koike-san?"

"Although she and I haven't talked about that topic yet," Ikeda Qingji picked up the eraser on his desk and shook it in the palm of his hand, "but we have been together since we were young, and she must be Like mine."

Fujiwara Lin also wanted to ask.

Monk, where does your confidence come from?

The eraser was thrown high and landed firmly in the palm of his hand. Ikeda Qingji looked at him strangely: "Why do you look constipated, what happened?"

Let's talk to him...

Fujiwara Rin also sighed slightly, looking into his eyes: "I have a friend, um...you can help me analyze the situation. The girl he likes recently accepted a love letter from another boy. Well, she agreed, that boy happens to be the type that girls like, what does that mean?"

"Why are you speaking so euphemistically?" Ikeda Qingji grinned and comforted, "It's just the two of us here, so just tell me, is that friend yourself?"

"No, definitely not myself!"

"Don't be brave, besides me, what friends do you have?"

"That's right, I'm just a friend," Fujiwara Rin also sat upright, with a serious expression on his face.

"Haha, Fujiwara, stop escaping from reality. Is it because the girl you like has accepted someone else's confession? Don't worry, I won't laugh at you. It's just being NTR. What's the big deal, as your only friend... "

talking and talking.

Ikeda Qingji was stunned suddenly.

Then, his originally happy smile gradually disappeared...

"That friend you mentioned, shouldn't it be..."

"It's you."

Fujiwara Rin also nodded directly, interrupting Ikeda Qingji's last thought.

Then, he described the process he saw in the morning truthfully, without exaggerating at all.

"Fujiwara-kun..." With a stiff smile on his face, the little monk looked at the little priest sadly, "17 years, I have played with her since childhood, without Xiaochi, how do you let me live..."

"It's not necessarily lost." Fujiwara Lin also reached out to pat him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry, generally speaking, childhood sweethearts will have a bright future, don't give up hope."

"But what if it doesn't?" Ikeda Qingji had tears in his eyes.

Fujiwara Rinya's expression turned serious: "If you don't, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"...You think this is very humorous?" Ikeda Qingji burst into tears with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Uh, how about," Fujiwara Rin also felt that it should be safer, so he suggested: "You go to class B for the first year and see if you can..."

"That's right," Ikeda Qingji slapped the table excitedly, "Is it okay if I go to class B of the first year and steal the love letter?"

"...?"

Fujiwara Rin was also dumbfounded.

What kind of brain circuit is this guy?

Ikeda Aoji hurriedly ran out of the classroom, just as he was leaving the door, half of his body leaned back again, "Hey, thank you, I invited you for lunch!"

After a few seconds, he ran back to the classroom in despair, followed by the math teacher who came to the first class.

After finally finishing the first class, the little monk rushed out of the classroom and ran towards the first grade teaching building.

Rinya Fujiwara went to the locker room alone to change into sportswear for physical education class.

The follow-up of the matter will come out soon.

池田青司偷情书时，被小池雅美抓个正着，追着在操场跑了足足三圈，在挨了一顿揍之后，两人勉强算是解除了误会。

Poor Yamamoto-senpai lost his love...

In the second physical education class, the little monk with a bruised nose and a swollen face didn't attend. Instead, he hid in the school infirmary and healed his wounds with Buddhism.

During the break between classes, the campus is noisy. People are chasing each other in the corridor from time to time, and some people are chatting in the corridor.

Fujiwara Rin also took off his tracksuit in the locker room, changed into a Western-style uniform and returned to the classroom of class F of the second year.

"Hey, Fujiwara," Ikeda Qingji waved at him impatiently, smiling gossipingly, "Come here, I'll tell you something interesting."

"what's up?"

"When I went to class B of the first year just now, I heard that Junior Girl Rika had lost two pairs of stockings."

"Stockings?"

"Yeah, it's still a pair of black and a pair of white!"

Fujiwara returned to his seat and asked amusedly, "Why didn't you see me?"

"I put the socks in the shoe cabinet after school last night. When I arrived this morning, both pairs were gone."

"Has it been stolen?"

"It must have been stolen to do some perverted things!" Ikeda Qingji patted himself on the head, and said with great regret, "That's Asuka junior, what a pity, why didn't I know that there was something in her shoe cabinet?" Where are the socks?"

"...You are not right!"

Rinya Fujiwara leaned back, looking at this evil pervert with disgust.

"Why do you look at me with such a perverted look?" Ikeda Qingji was stunned for a moment, and asked in an aggrieved voice: "You don't think I'm the kind of person who steals girls' long socks, do you?"

Regarding the question of whether he is a pervert, Fujiwara Lin did not answer immediately.

On the other hand, a few girls sitting around eating snacks in the next row looked over and said in unison: "You are!"

"You..." Ikeda Qingji retorted with his eyes wide open, "Why are you so innocent..."

"What else do you have innocence? After the first class, don't anyone see you who go to class B to steal girls for a year? As a result, he was chased and ran for three laps at the playground. !"

Upon hearing these words, Ikeda Qingji blushed anxiously, with blue veins bursting out on his forehead, and argued loudly: "Stealing a love letter cannot be considered stealing...and it is a love letter from a rival in love!...Defending love Can it be considered stealing?"

He still looked skeptical when he saw everyone, and then he quibbled loudly, saying "that's my childhood sweetheart" and "I just want to see if I have been NTRed", which caused everyone to burst into laughter Get up, the classroom is full of happy air.

Rinya Fujiwara rested his elbows on the table and couldn't help yawning.

As expected of a rose-colored high school life, both boys and girls at this age like to make jokes about dating with the opposite sex.

In a lively and joyous atmosphere, the class bell rang, and the head teacher and ancient Chinese teacher Zhiming Yaohua appeared at the door, and walked up to the podium with the lesson plan in his arms.

"Okay, it's time for class, everyone go back to your seats."

Fujiwara Rin also reached into the drawer, intending to take out the ancient Chinese textbook.

It seems to have touched soft fabric.

what?
He bent down and took a look. In the dark and narrow drawer, there were two pairs of stockings, one black and one white.

The white pair is not his.

The black pair wasn't his either.

　Wow, I'm going to be in the recommendation list tomorrow, I beg you to catch up to the latest chapters in these two days, otherwise you will be rushed...

　　


(End of this chapter)