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Chapter 742 The Promise of the Sports Festival
"Come on everyone! Come on!"

The loud sound of cheering floated out through the window of the guzheng department, and even the scent of osmanthus seemed to be scared away.

Qingze walked to the window in the faint sunshine, and looked inside. As expected, it was Yanagi Machi Natsuka who was going crazy.

She grabbed the cheerleader's hand with both hands and waved it, and kicked up her two snow-white legs at will. The kicking position was very high, and the excessive body movement caused waves in her chest.

Aozawa's figure was noticed by Yanagimachi Natsuka. She quickly stopped dancing, covered her chest with her hands, and pretended to be shy: "I hate it, Aozawa-senpai, why didn't you say anything when you came here and actually peeked at my stunning dance~"

"Don't do this, I'm going to vomit."

Qingze pretended to be vomiting and asked curiously: "Are you actually joining the cheerleading team?"

"Hey, who asked Senior Qiuyue to beg a dancing genius like me to join the cheerleading team? I saw that she was sincere and reluctantly agreed."

Natsuka Yanamachi put her hands on her hips and looked like she was awesome.

Hojo Shinoko did not give her face, and said: "Aozawa-senpai, it's actually me who joined the cheerleading team, and Natsuka didn't."

Hojo Shinoko turned to Aozawa, her fair cheeks turning red, like crimson jade.

Hojo Shinoko just wanted to refuse.

Hojo Shinoko's thighs have the most say.

Hojo Shinoko swallowed back her words of rejection, her fair cheeks flushed a little.

Beautiful is beautiful.

Qingze was afraid that Yanagimachi Natsuka would be beaten to death, but he did not want to lie against his conscience.

Yanagi Machi Natsuka was quite depressed, and she also understood that the gap between herself and Shinoko was too big.

The main reason is that Yanagi Machi Natsuka's excuse is too lame. The wind is not noisy today. Can you blow up your short skirt?

Qingze looked away and pretended not to see the scenery.

"Senior Qingze, do you need to step on me when you praise Xiaozi?"

There was no way that kind of breeze would make the skirt fly up no matter how hard I tried.

"I testify that she was the one who started it."

But to say that it is a cheerleading dance, it always feels a bit inconsistent.

Those watery eyes looked for answers.

"Xiaozi, don't expose me."

Under the stripes, there are thighs that are neither thin nor fat, just like pork belly.

Hojo Shinoko took a deep breath, suppressed all the thoughts in her heart, and told herself not to think about those things, and just concentrate on dancing.

The cool wind blew on the surface of the warm skin, seeming to raise goosebumps.

Aozawa watched this scene and thought that if Shinoko Hojo performed this kind of dance on those artistic stages, she would definitely get full marks.

For the first time, anger appeared in Hojo Shinoko's gentle tone.

When Yanagimachi Natsuka saw Aozawa's eyes falling on Hojo Shinoko, she pretended to raise her hand casually.

Yanagimachi Natsuka hurriedly raised her hands and said, "It wasn't me, it was the wind. If you don't believe me, ask Senior Qingze."

How could a person like this have the guts to join the cheerleading team and dance in front of the public?

"Hey, okay then."

Qingze's eyes lit up and he coaxed: "Xiaozi, I want to see how you dance."

Being shy, she chose to change the subject, put her hand on the table, and bent down to pick up the pork chop and meatball lunch box.

But such a cover-up move made Hojo Shinoko more and more certain that he saw her...

Yanagi Machi Natsuka pouted and complained, her eyes rolled, and she thought about it. She threw two bouquets to Hojo Shinoko and said with a smile: "You can also do a dance for Aozawa-senpai to see."

Hojo Shinoko subconsciously tensed her body, straightened up quickly, and turned to look out the window.

Qingze was not surprised by this fact.

"I think so too."

It seems that at this moment, even time becomes gentle.

As for the cheerleading team, it seems a bit too artistic, not enthusiastic and unrestrained enough, and does not feel the energy to cheer others on.

Her mood became calmer, she waved her hands and kicked her feet appropriately. Her movements were not fancy, but she had a natural artistic sense like flowing water.

Hojo Shinoko's green-white cheeks turned even redder, and she couldn't help but feel joy overflowing from her heart. She said warmly: "Senior, today's lunch is a pork chop and meatball bento."

In front of strangers, he is the kind of person who speaks softly and doesn't even dare to take a big step.

The short skirt that originally covered her thighs was suddenly lifted up by her hand, and blue and white stripes came into Qingze's sight.

"Summer flowers!"

After Shinoko Hojo finished dancing, Aozawa clapped his hands and applauded: "You danced well, you are different from others!"

Although Yanagi Machi Natsuka looked very lively and cheerful, she was in front of acquaintances.

This was not the first time she had danced as a cheerleader, but thinking about dancing in front of Qingze, she always felt inexplicably ashamed, as if she was showing her most private parts in front of him.

"Senior Qingze, you are so satisfied that you betrayed me?!"

Yanagi Machi Natsuka's face was filled with shock.

She finally realized what it means to have a sinister heart. She went out of her way to provide benefits to this person, only to be sold out instead.

Hojo Shinoko quickly handed the bento to Aozawa and said warmly: "Senior Aozawa, it's time for you to eat now."

"Ah."

Qingze nodded, ignored Yanagi Natsuka's look for help, and left with the lunch box. It was not like he asked Natsuka Yanagi to do such a thing, so there was no betrayal.

The guzheng club behind them immediately heard the shouts of Natsuka Yanagi-machi shouting to the sky and the earth.

"Help, murder!"

...Away from the club building, Qingze came to the side of the teaching building, where there were no windows.

Dappled shadows.

Arakawa Reina sat against the wall. The braid she had tied in class was untied, and her slightly curly black hair was spread over her shoulders.

The glasses were placed nearby.

The man knelt down on the lawn, looked at Qingze with his clear eyes and said, "There are two lunches today."

"Ah."

Qingze nodded and said with a smile: "Mei Ji made me vegetables and braised pork again today."

"Qingze-kun, how is the relationship between you and her going?"

Arakawa Rena looked curious. After thinking about it, she had come up with a complete set of words.

As long as he answers according to those words, he can show his strong motivation to promote the relationship between Qingze and the eldest lady.

Next, just wait for Qingze to complain.

"I feel like it's going well."

Eh? !

The words that Arakawa Rena had been brewing in her heart suddenly got stuck in her throat.

If she didn't complain, then how could she take advantage of the opportunity to solve Qingze's troubles, come up with ideas, and express her support for him?

It’s different from what was planned!

Arakawa Reina was secretly annoyed, as expected, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

But when it comes to adapting to circumstances, Rena Arakawa doesn't seem to be that good at it.

Mainly because the ideas are different.

She was able to pick up the conversation quickly because she didn't have any thoughts about Qingze yet. From the perspective of a bystander, she could naturally say anything.

Now that she has become a player in the game, Arakawa Rena must consider the consequences of her words and cannot speak of topics that make Aosawa-kun hateful.

As a result, her speech was not as natural as before.

I'm so useless.

Arakawa Rena stayed there with visible frustration. Seeing the expression on her face, Qingze changed his words and said: "Actually, the progress is not that smooth. I wonder if the squad leader has any good ideas to teach me?"

Hearing this, Rena Arakawa wiped away her dejected face and became energetic and said: "Aozawa-kun, I think you can..."

After a set of words that were obviously racking his brains, Qingze got nothing.

Arakawa Rena knew that there was a difference between gaining favor and actually making suggestions. She did not dare to come up with any strategies to teach Aize to execute.

It would be bad if it was self-defeating.

At this time, she only needs to refer to the lines of the speeches of ministers or congressmen running for prime minister on TV.

It seems like a lot of words, but in fact, the content is extremely empty.

But unlike those congressmen and politicians, Rena Arakawa's words would not make Aozawa feel boring.

……

Time passed quietly and night fell.

Lights lit up from Tokyo. In the thick two-story villa, Chiyo Morimoto was wearing a white apron. She turned off the induction cooker, put the last dish of stir-fried pork with green pepper on the plate, and took it out of the delivery window.

She took off her white apron and walked out of the kitchen.

The door clicked, and Qingze stepped into the entrance hall and shouted: "I'm back, Chiyo."

After that, he took off his shoes and stepped into the entrance hall. He did not wear plush slippers, just stepped on the floor with bare feet. The cool feeling was very comfortable.

Chiyo Morimoto stepped forward and said: "Wash your hands and eat."

"it is good."

Qingze stepped forward with a smile, passed by, and quickly slapped his right hand back.

Chiyo Morimoto didn't even look at it. She blocked his hand with her backhand and said slowly: "If you want to sneak attack me, you still have a few years left."

"hey-hey."

Qingze smiled, clasped her hand, and suddenly pulled her into his arms. He hugged her waist with both hands, buried his face in her chest and said, "Chiyo, I haven't had a bite of soft food in a long time."

As he spoke, his reaction made Morimoto Chiyo feel the danger of the barbarian soldiers knocking at the barrier. He flicked his forehead with his other hand, "You brat, tomorrow is the sports festival. You'd better save some energy to compete with others."

"Chiyo, if I win the sports festival, can I do whatever I want?"

Qingze looked at Chiyo Morimoto eagerly.

Chiyo Morimoto couldn't resist the sight of him, but she still pretended to think.

After a while, the natural reaction of the embrace between men and women made Morimoto Chiyo a little uncontrollable, and said with a trembling voice: "If you can win the championship, I will naturally listen to you in everything, only for one night."

"amazing!"

Qingze said with excitement on his face: "As you say, I will definitely win all the sports festival events."

"Don't brag, Hojo Tetsuji is not that easy to deal with."

"Hey, it's okay."

Qingze smiled and said with joy, "Just wash it inside and out and wait. I will taste your abalone rice bowl tomorrow~"

Humming to himself, he turned and entered the bathroom.

Seeing how excited he was, Morimoto Chiyo raised the corners of her lips slightly, feeling a little expectant in her heart. She didn't know what kind of surprise this brat was going to give her.

Qingze washed his hands, dried them with a towel, and prepared to go to Kikuta after finishing the meal.

Things that should be solved tonight cannot be left until tomorrow night. This is his habit.

(End of this chapter)