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Chapter 18 18. A beautiful girl with small breasts is like a humanoid sticker.

"Woo, you scared me to death!"

Walking out of the cafeteria, Ikeda Qingji slapped his chest suddenly, with an expression of aggrieved and scared on his face.

Fujiwara Rin also sneered, "You were really ashamed just now."

"Can you blame me!" Ikeda Aoji probably wanted to save his image in front of his friends, he loudly defended: "That's Asuka Kasahara, a genius shrine maiden, the rising star of Shintoism!"

genius?

Rising star?

Fujiwara Rin also thought of the female high school student who stomped her feet anxiously when she dropped the chain that night, and felt like laughing.

"Believe it or not, her mother has a very important position in Yinyang Liao, and her sister is a high-ranking member of Class Nine. If she is hated by her, I, Shanguo Temple, will not be able to get along in Yinyang Liao. No, I will even be kicked out directly." Both yin and yang are possible!"

"So exaggerated?" Fujiwara Rin was also a little surprised.

He only visited Yinyangliao once when submitting materials for the reopening of Asakusa Shrine, and paid an annual fee of 200 million yen.According to the staff at the time, only after paying this money can they log in to the official app of Yinyangliao and accept the entrustment issued by them.

Other than that, it's completely unclear what the Yin-Yang Liao is for.

So he didn't understand how much energy what Ikeda Qingji said represented.

"I said Fujiwara," Ikeda Aoji pretended to pat him on the shoulder, and said in a mature tone, "The water here is very deep, you can't handle it, if Kasahara-san has any plans for you, remember to let her come to me. "

"Xiaochi will kill you!" Fujiwara Rinya punched him on the shoulder.

"Haha, just kidding, kidding," Ikeda Qingji touched his chest, and said with lingering fear: "It's not like you didn't see that she was so fierce to me just now, how dare I... but you, be careful , don't be played by her."

"Got it." Fujiwara Rin also smiled lazily.

He doesn't know if the water in the Yin Yang Liao is very deep, and Kasahara Asuka doesn't want to know how deep it is, it's all good, he thinks he can retreat completely, as for those things under the water, it has nothing to do with him.

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The two classes in the afternoon were home economics class and music class, nothing worth mentioning happened.

School time is coming soon.

Today is Friday, and most clubs have club activities.

Fujiwara Lin also went to the literature department located in the old school auditorium, and handed over the manuscript written in the morning to a short-haired girl.

【Rotation Daily 1 Completed】

【Points +100】

"Uh, Fujiwara-senpai, this...how should I put it..."

The girl was covering the manuscript paper with both hands, obviously a little embarrassed, coupled with embarrassment, she seemed a little at a loss for a while.

"Is there any problem?" Fujiwara Rin also looked at her strangely.

"It's like this. Our literature department recently had an essay competition, with unlimited subjects..." The girl scratched her cheek gently with her hands, cleared her throat immediately, and made a forced adjustment: "Winning essays can receive a bonus of 1 yen. Do you need to help seniors vote for this essay competition?"

She probably belongs to the kind of girl who is easily nervous.

Pretty good.

It is more likable than someone familiar.

If possible, Fujiwara Rin would really like to pet her head like a pet, and praise her as cute as a puppy.

But shemale is different, he can't do that, at most he can only smile at her gently: "Of course it's better if you can vote, please."

"No, you're welcome..."

The girl's face flushed slightly, and she was so nervous that she frantically tightened the corners of the white shirt with her fingertips.

After leaving the Literature Department, Fujiwara Lin also turned on the system and looked at the second rotating daily task.

[Rotation Daily 2: At 05:30 in the afternoon, win the only second-hand Honda Coyote motorcycle for sale at the Meiji Park Flea Market at half the price, and reward 100 points. 】

Second-hand market to buy motorcycles?

Strange everyday.

Fujiwara Lin also looked at his watch, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

There is still an hour and a half left. It seems that this week's club activities can only take time off.

Go to the supernatural research department at the corner of the fourth floor of the club building, and take out the key to open the door.

What caught my eye was an ordinary activity classroom, two-thirds of the space was filled with various sundries, such as boxes, spare tables and chairs, and even a faded old piano.

Originally there were two sets, one of which was moved back home by Fujiwara Rinya.

There are two desks side by side on the side by the window, and a girl tilts her head slightly, staring at the setting sun that is slowly setting outside the window.

Wearing white earmuffs on his head, he listened to the song engrossed, his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and his cherry-colored soft lips hummed a sentence or two from time to time.

Her name is Rinko Hoshimi.

Three-year class A, the head of the spiritual research department, a model top student who always sits first in any exam.

The legs are slender and the chest is small.

As for the appearance, Fujiwara Lin can only say that she is a top-notch black long straight girl.

The facial features are so exquisite that they are impeccable, and the long hair hangs down straight down, sprinkled lightly and softly on the table.The eyelashes are long, and the eyes are like two streams of autumn water, so clear that one dare not touch them.

The two have known each other for almost a year, and they will meet in this activity room almost every Friday when they are going to school, and they get along quite happily.

She always puts her arms on the table and reads intently. Her white and slender fingers have well-defined knuckles, giving people an inaccessible feeling.I only drink hot black tea, and sharpen my pencils sharply. When I have nothing to do, I like to watch the crows flying around in the atrium while listening to music with headphones on.

The books I read are very complicated.

It's the same with Fujiwara Rin, she reads everything, as long as it's a book.

Sometimes it's Immanuel Kant, sometimes it's Kawabata Yasunari; sometimes I watch "1984", and sometimes I watch "Summer of the Birds".

The management teacher of the school library seems to give her special treatment. She is willing to borrow any book for her. Whenever she finds a book she likes, she eagerly flips through page after page like a hamster eating corn cobs. After finishing, he threw it to Fujiwara Rinya in a dull manner, and asked him to help return it.

Tired of reading, the two would study tea ceremony, coffee, scenery, people's livelihood issues, social conflicts, etc. together—in short, in the supernatural research department, they studied everything except supernatural.

As for her identity and background, Fujiwara Lin didn't pay much attention.

I just heard it mentioned by others, or heard her mention it inadvertently. Her family is in Kamakura, a very powerful and powerful family in the local area, and her mother is a famous beauty in the capital circle.

On weekdays, Rinko Hoshimi lives in a large western-style villa in Jimbocho, where there is a large yard and lawn, and a wide variety of flowers are planted in the yard.

Fujiwara Rin has also been to her house several times, every time on weekends.

The two will make some simple pastries to eat, and draw pictures while listening to rock music programs.When I was tired from painting, we would take a walk together in Jimbocho Old Book Street, drink coffee at a coffee shop that looked pleasing to the eye, and lie on the lawn to look at the sky when the weather was fine.

She calls it a weekend outing downtown.

Fujiwara Lin also called this meaningless, directionless and purposeless social activities of human beings, referred to as the three no social activities.

White clouds floated from one side of the window to the other, and the girl surrounded by the afternoon sun noticed someone coming in, took off her earphones and looked towards the door.

"Are there any club activities today?" Fujiwara Rinya asked leaning against the door.

"Not yet."

"Then I'll go back first."

Hoshimi Rinko tilted her neck slightly, and ordered in a very adult tone: "It's fine to leave early, but you must give a proper reason."

After all, she proudly raised her chest, showing the majesty of a minister, and smiled faintly at Rin Fujiwara.

It's the kind of laughter that good students with both good character and academics often have. It's very good-looking and elegant, with a bit of aura that you can't put it down.

But Fujiwara Rinya's attention was completely focused on the faint rise and fall of her chest.

What a sad story.

To Fujiwara Rinya, a beautiful girl with small breasts is like a piece of human-shaped sticker paper, which can be pasted on the wall as a poster at any time.

"Where are you looking?"

The pitch of the poster is raised slightly.

Fujiwara Rin also didn't change his face: "The poster... no, senior, the bow of senior is very beautiful, no girl can compare to it."

Hoshimi Rinko subconsciously looked down at the red bow on her chest, and sighed as if she couldn't help it: "Let's go, go back to school next week, remember to submit a supernatural investigation report."

"Sister..."

Fujiwara Rin also shook his head, and replied in the same tone as an adult: "There are no supernatural beings in this world, we must believe in science!"

After that, without waiting for Xingjian Rinko to reply, he quickly turned around and walked out the door to collect the second-hand scooter.

The breeze came in from the open window, flipping the books on the beech wood table. The girl put her fists against the side of her face and looked towards the school gate.

The boy wore the same style of black earphones as hers, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly towards the tall oak tree with luxuriant branches.

"When will you be honest..."

Hoshimi Rinko stretched out her hand out the window, her palm grasping at his back.

As if sensing something, Fujiwara Rin also stopped and looked back.

The breeze blew from the gaps of the tall buildings in Yotsuya, wearing a white shirt, tennis shoes, a beautiful boy with an expressionless face, his bangs were blown a little messy.

(End of this chapter)