Scum Coercion

It seems that because I smelled the very smelly powder before, the little leaf flower doesn't smell very fragrant now.

"In this way... can Jasmine become addicted to me?"

Muttering like this, I walked out of the toilet with the mood of giving it a try.

I first walked to Jasmine's side, wanting to talk to her.

"Jasmine!"

She was surrounded by people at the moment, and it took me a lot of courage to talk to her.

And she who was sitting on the chair was called by me, and she also turned her head.

"sunflower?"

She looked at me, still expressionless.

I hesitated, then took her hand.

"And, can you be alone with me? I have something to say!"

"Ok."

I was surprised she didn't hesitate, but I happily led her out into the aisle.

"What's the matter?"

she asked me patiently.

And I started to feel overwhelmed.

Because I never thought about what to say to her.

In the end, I could only blushed and pointed to my hairpin.

"Me, my new hairpin, does it look good?"

She stared at me for a moment, then nodded.

"nice."

Seeing Jasmine's calm expression, I felt more and more guilty.

It seems to have no effect, the so-called addictive pollen.

Just when I was lost, a gust of wind blew towards Jasmine from behind me.

"Ha chirp."

She sneezed.

Ah, oops, did the powder get into the nose? ?

I looked at Jasmine in a panic, expressing concern for her:

"Jasmine, are you okay?"

"fine……"

She raised her head and looked at me with blurred eyes.

"Hey?"

I suddenly felt that Jasmine's eyes were a little strange.

When I was about to make some judgments, Jasmine actually straightened her back.

"Sunflower, if it's okay, I, I'll go back first."

As if she was drunk, she kept twitching her nose, as if she felt something was wrong, she stumbled and wanted to walk back to the classroom.

Did it work? ? ?

The thought made me ecstatic.

"Jasmine, wait a minute!"

I begged her coquettishly, and she showed a strange expression that had never been seen before, as if her sanity had been shattered.

"……OK."

"I, I have a lot to say to you."

"Ok."

She sniffled and giggled.

That was the first time I saw Jasmine's silly smile.

I don't have much lobular pollen on my body, but it does have an effect on Jasmine, so I try my best to get in touch with Jasmine on this day and before taking a bath at night, so that she can become addicted to me.

Because of such an ugly thought, I pestered Jasmine for a day, and Jasmine, who was unaware of my secret, just accepted my company.

And she really seemed to be addicted to me from that day on.

Because, after that, every day when I entered the kindergarten classroom, I could feel Jasmine's fiery gaze, just like a child looking at his favorite toy...even like looking at his parents.

Even though I no longer have the smell of small-leaved flowers on my body, Jasmine has fallen in love with my smell.