A passionate daily life starting from the Tachibana family

At this time, he overheard that they wanted to harm Sasaki, and Yoshida Saki naturally wanted to run to tell him.

After listening carefully for a while, I saw that they had no intention of leaving immediately.

Realizing that this was a good opportunity, Yoshida Saki cautiously stepped upstairs.

She planned to be more cautious, walk down from the third floor, and go to class to tell Sasaki about the situation here.

He walked upstairs one step at a time.

After Yoshida Saki entered the third floor, he rushed to his class at a speed that was faster than the sports test.

Standing out of breath at the front door of the class, Yoshida Saki raised his head and looked at Sasaki who was cleaning the glass behind the class.

Although she acted quickly, after seeing Sasaki, she didn't know what to say.

There are other cleaners in the class, although there are not many, but for her who is afraid of society, this is undoubtedly a barrier that is difficult to overcome.

Just when she was hesitating, not knowing what to do, Sasaki, who had his back turned to her, suddenly turned his head.

He met Sasaki's gaze when he suddenly turned around.

Like a kitten with fried hair, Yoshida Saki's whole body trembled violently, and the bangs that covered her eyebrows spread out in front of her forehead, revealing her eyes that widened because she was helpless.

Before she could clearly see Sasaki's expression after turning his head.

Yoshida Saki hurriedly retreated, hiding his cowering body at the corner of the door.

With her soft back pressed against the cold wall, Saki Yoshida stretched out her hand to press her soft white lump, which was covered by her large school uniform, to calm her violently beating heart.

After his shy and nervous mood calmed down, Yoshida Saki began to feel annoyed about his timidity again.

What a great opportunity just now, but the opportunity to call him out was wasted because of my own failure.

What should I do?

Knowing that he didn't have any more time, Yoshida Saki awkwardly rubbed her long legs under her long skirt, clasped her hands on her chest, and cheered herself up.

You can do it, Saki!

Just call him out normally.

No one will think twice, no one will care.

Take a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Before she could clench her fist again to give herself a final encouragement, a soft and gentle question sounded beside her.

"Hello, excuse me~ Yoshida-san, do you have any business with me?"

"Yah~!"

He let out a frightened little weird cry in an extremely cute way.

Frightened by the sudden voice of inquiry, Yoshida Saki almost jumped up. He hunched his back, clasped his hands in front of his chest in a prayer posture, and turned his head away in panic.

"Sasao, Sasaki-san."

She nodded to show that she recognized the right person.

Sasaki looked at the girl in front of him who was trembling slightly like a little quail with a smile, and repeated the question he just asked.

"What are you looking for, Yoshida-san? I noticed that Yoshida-san has been peeking at me since just now."

Chapter 161 Friends

Because of tension.

Yoshida Saki ignored it. Sasaki had his back to her, how could he know that she had been peeking at him.

At this time, I heard Sasaki's inquiry.

Yoshida Saki's mind was filled with shame that seemed to melt her away.

It didn’t matter if she was caught peeking by the client, but the client came over to expose what she had just peeked at... Is there anything more embarrassing and shameful than this?

This... Wuwu~ I can’t stay in this class anymore~

As he thought more and more, his head hung lower and lower, and of course Sasaki received no response.

Seeing that her soft white chin was stained with cherry red, even if Sasaki couldn't see her face, he knew that the girl's face must be frighteningly red.

She knew that she was frightened by his direct questioning.

Sasaki tilted his head and glanced at the corridor.

When I go to school here, everyone will change into indoor shoes at the entrance hall after entering the teaching building.

As long as you pay a little attention and don't litter, there will be no particularly conspicuous dirty things inside and outside the class.

This also leads to some classes not paying much attention to cleaning.

As long as the student union checks, no points will be deducted.

Therefore, not every class is like Sasaki's class, which requires some people to sweep and mop the floor and clean the windows every day.

Mainly depends on being a teacher.

If a teacher has an indifferent temperament, students will naturally not pay much attention to this aspect.

Therefore, Sasaki and his class were the only ones in this corridor who had not finished cleaning.

Naturally, apart from a few scattered students from their class, there was no one else here.

In order to prevent their classmates from finding out that the two of them were whispering.

To be on the safe side, Sasaki still took Yoshida's wrist and led her to a more private corner of the stairs.

"It's okay, don't be nervous." He let go of Yoshida's slender wrist and took a few steps back. Sasaki smiled, indicating that he didn't take the peeking to his heart.

I didn't see Sasaki making fun of himself.

Yoshida Saki forced herself to suppress the shyness that was still boiling, and spoke intermittently what she overheard:

"Well, I heard just now..."

After Yoshida gradually finished speaking fluently, Sasaki did not show any expression about this matter, but just smiled and thanked her:

"Thank you Yoshida-san for telling me this."

"Well... I don't have anything to thank you for. How about I buy Yoshida-san a bottle of water?"

Although it was a question, Sasaki said it in a declarative tone.

Obviously, Sasaki did not intend for Yoshida to refuse.

When dealing with a timid and introverted person, blindly following her will will only result in constant rejection.

Exclude those few guys who really like to be alone.

Most introverts still long to integrate into a group and have someone to accompany them.

They refuse other people's kindness just out of politeness and because they don't want to cause trouble to others.

It would be nice to be a little tougher at times like this.

Sasaki did the same.

Before Yoshida could respond, Sasaki stood on the steps to the next level and waved to her:

"Let's go together, I don't know much about Yoshida-san's taste."

"..."

I don’t dislike him, I even enjoy talking to Sasaki.

But a little afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand his timid and gloomy look and attitude, Yoshida Saki suppressed the idea in his heart to follow up, lowered his head and refused in a low voice:

"No, no, Sasaki-san still has to be on duty...just..."

He didn't wait for her to finish her words of rejection.

Sasaki took a few steps forward, pulled her slender wrist again, walked down and said:

"It's okay. I'm in charge of cleaning the glass. I walked away for a while and then I said I'd change the water."

"No one cares about this."

"Compared with these small things, it's more important to ask Yoshida-san for a drink of water. If I can't express my gratitude, it will look very rude of me."

'Compared to these trivial matters...it's more important to ask Yoshida-san to drink water...'

After hearing this for the first time after entering high school, Yoshida Saki felt as if she had been struck by a soul-losing spell, and allowed Sasaki to pull her down the stairs and outside the teaching building.

Until Sasaki waved his hand in front of her eyes, waking her up from her daze, Sasaki's words just now were still replayed in her mind.

The soft and gentle voice, like running water, echoed in her mind, flowing into her little heart, and then accompanied by hot blood, flowing throughout her body, making her whole body feel as warm as soaking in a hot spring.

He gently held his chest.

Feeling the violent beating of his heart and the heat that made his whole body weak.

Yoshida Saki looked at Sasaki in front of him and frowned at him. For the first time, a seed was planted in a heart that had never been cultivated by anyone.

If that person is willing, this seed will take root in her heart under his irrigation, and then grow into an unshakable towering tree.

But she knew that the man only thanked her because she helped him.

What she said was just out of politeness. How could anyone like a gloomy girl like her...

slap~

The sudden pain caused her to subconsciously cover her forehead with her hand, and raise her head that had dropped unconsciously.

Seeing that she finally focused on him, Sasaki sighed:

"Let me tell you, why don't you always listen to what others say? I've called you several times."

There was no blame in Sasaki's tone.

But in the ears of Saki Yoshida, who is sensitive, fragile and prone to random thoughts, this sentence is undoubtedly Sasaki's expression of his dislike for him.

"Hug, sorry..."

Seeing that she was lowering her head again, Sasaki suddenly reached out and pinched her soft white chin, lifting up her small face, which was not big, but was mostly covered by bangs.

He looked condescendingly at her delicate little face, which was far more beautiful than other girls because she rarely saw the light.

Sasaki's other hand pinched her cheek and lifted the corners of her soft mouth:

"Although it's a bit rude to say this, I really don't like the way you always lower your head and the corners of your mouth."

"It really affects people's mood."

Sasaki's words made the tip of his nose feel a little sore. Yoshida Saki's eyes under his wide glasses had just become slightly misty when he heard Sasaki continue:

"Smile more and be more confident. It's so uncomfortable to have such a beautiful face with such a bitter and hateful look..."

Because of the previous 'dislike' and the current 'praise', Yoshida Saki didn't pay attention to how frivolous and rude Sasaki's actions were to a girl.

Her attention was completely attracted by Sasaki's compliment once again.

"Beautiful...me?"

Forced to raise his head, Yoshida Saki's misty eyes reflected Sasaki's face, and he murmured something unconfidently.

"Am I really beautiful?"

"Ah."

Nodding, giving her some confidence, Sasaki added in a very bad way, "You are very beautiful, and you are in line with my taste."

very beautiful……

Fu, in line with his aesthetic...

he is...

The fragile and sensitive girl's heartstrings are most easily touched.

Yoshida Saki was a little shy at what he said, and unconsciously lowered her eyes, not daring to look at his face again.

Sasaki released the hand holding her chin, untied the braid hanging on her shoulders, smoothed it gently, and said to her:

"But if you smile more, style your hair, and wear a school uniform that suits the season, you will look more beautiful."