What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

She involuntarily took a step forward, wanting to get closer to Aoki Si, but just as she stepped forward, she froze in place again.

Aoki Si lowered his head, clenched his fist unconsciously, and raised his head after a long time, with a sincere expression on his face: "Senior Saeko, no matter what troubles you have, I am willing to help you."

"I'm serious." Aoki Division repeated, frowning slightly, his eyes were both concerned and worried: "And, no matter what happened, if senior sister needs to talk, I..."

"I will definitely keep it a secret for my senior." After Aoki Si finished speaking, Saeko Busujima lowered her head.

She pursed her lips hesitantly, put her fingers on the hilt of the sword, and then released them with some unease: "...Sorry."

That kind of thing... How can I tell you, Si.

Saeko Busujima bit her lower lip.

Seeing her purple hair hanging down, covering her eyes and expression, Aoki was speechless for a moment.

After a long time, he hesitated and walked forward, patted Saeko Busujima on the shoulder: "Sister, it's okay."

"It's just that I hope that the things I'm worried about don't happen." Aoki Si said sincerely, "Sister Saeko, we..."

"Aren't you a friend?"

Saeko Busujima raised her head and saw Aoki Tsukasa's hopeful eyes.

Those eyes that yearn for the answer made her already complicated mood even more complicated. She wanted to speak out several times to confide the secret buried deep in her heart, but in the end, she bit her lower lip tightly. Tell me where it hurts——Calm down, Saeko Busujima, if you speak, maybe you will be hated by him forever.

Aoki looked at Saeko Busujima and hesitated for a long time, but it was better to keep silent while biting his lower lip. For some reason, he felt empty in his heart, as sad as if he had been cheated or betrayed.

Licking his lips, Aoki Si lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice, "If you really can't say it, then forget it."

"Tomorrow is the exam, and today I have to go home early to review."

"Thank you, senior sister, for accompanying me in a sparring session. Senior sister's swordsmanship is really strong."

Aoki Tsukasa's smile was a bit bitter, but this bitter smile fell into the eyes of Saeko Busujima, but she couldn't even keep the gentle smile on her face in the past, leaving only a dazed and uneasy face.

Silently, Qing Musi picked up the bamboo knife he had dropped on the ground, put it in the sword barrel, removed the protective gear and put it aside, ready to leave.

Saeko Busushima was still standing where she was, holding the bamboo sword, her eyes fell into the void, thinking about something.

Aoki Division hesitated for a long time, but still walked in front of her: "Just like senior sister, I also have this secret that must never be told to others."

"But... I really don't want senior to encounter any bad things because of this secret." Aoki Si smiled wryly and scratched his head: "Hey, if senior needs help, no matter when and where. "

"Just give me a call, and I will do my best to come and help Senior Sister."

Saeko Busujima's eyes gradually regained focus, looking directly at Aoki's eyes, but found that although there was some loss and sadness in those eyes, they were more determined.

"Then... I'll go first." Aoki Division showed a somewhat stiff smile to her.

Saeko Busushima lowered her eyes, and after a while, said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Aoki Si couldn't help but look back, only saw her thin back, obviously much taller than others, but she looked extraordinarily thin and cute.

Turning his head away, Secretary Aoki replied in a low voice: "We are...friends."

As the pattering footsteps gradually moved away, Saeko Busujima slowly sat cross-legged against the wall, put the bamboo knife on her knees, and began to meditate as usual.

Only the imperceptible, constantly swaying body, and the slightly moist corners of her eyes revealed her complicated emotions.

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"I'm back!" Qing Musi returned home, took off his shoes, went straight up to the second floor, opened his own door and threw his schoolbag and coat on the bed, and then turned to knock on Xiangqiong's door.

After a while, there was a reply from Qiong from inside.

"Can I go in?" Secretary Aoki still had an uncontrollable loss on his face.

There was a faint hum from the room.

Aoki opened the door and went in, Qiong was still the same, sitting in front of the computer and playing vigorously.

Aoki took a few steps towards her bed with ease, leaned against the bed and sat down, propped his chin with one hand, looked at the electric pole outside the window, and said softly: "How long will it be over?"

"Hurry up, what's for dinner?" The game character on Qiong's computer screen quickly avoided the enemy's attack during the conversation, and completed the counter-kill.

After completing such a wonderful operation, Qiong just calmly pressed the button to return to the city, and turned his head to look at Aoki Si behind him.

In Qiong's eyes, Aoki Si was staring out of the window with his chin propped in a daze, he didn't know what he was looking at, and his expression seemed a bit lost.

what happened to him?Seeing that Aoki Si didn't reply and didn't know what he was thinking, Qiong frowned slightly.

Turning his head back to the game, the more he played, the more he felt that he couldn't get into the game. Seeing that his teammates had a big advantage, he simply put the mouse aside, sat up from the chair, and stepped on the floor with his bare feet. sound.

She came to Aoki Si's side, sat down on the bed pretending to be tired, and said softly: "I'm tired from playing."

It was only then that Aoki Division was shocked by the movement of her sitting next to him, and quickly smiled: "Ah, I'm sorry, my mind was distracted just now."

"It's okay, what's for dinner?" Qiong picked up a box of chocolate bars from the bedside, took out one and put it in his mouth, secretly looking at Aoki Division with erratic eyes.

Aoki Secretary scratched his head: "Eat...beef, how about making beef patties today?"

"Really?" Qiong tilted his head: "Didn't you let me eat this kind of too greasy thing once a week?"

Aoki Si smiled: "If you want to eat something delicious today, let's make an exception. By the way, after dinner, I'll give you a massage."

"Massage?" Qiong frowned: "Will it hurt? And, will it work for me?"

"Well, it's useful." Aoki turned his head to look at her, Qiong was stared at by him, and turned his head involuntarily, with a chocolate bar in his small mouth, his eyes wandering.