Love Comes After Learning

Fortunately, Nino didn't know that Chika Fujiwara was from the board game department. Otherwise, she might not have changed into socks so simply when she thought of Chika Fujiwara who also often wears white silk. At least she would have to mock Asada first.

"It always feels like going back to the past..."

Seeing the scene where her tight and white calf was covered with a layer of fabric when she pulled her hands, Asada sat on a chair beside her, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

Nina looked over strangely: "Why, did I wear socks in front of you?"

"It's not about that." Asada smiled and waved his hands, with a little nostalgia on his face, "It refers to your attitude, which gradually returned to the feeling before Lin Jian School...

"How should I put it, against me everywhere, always trying to make me look good?"

"You prefer to be treated like this?" Frowning slightly, Nina let go of the elastic band, and her calf was tightened with a snap.

She touched the Band-Aid under her knees, her lips curled into an inconspicuous arc, and she took it back.

Putting his hands together, he left the bed in the health care room, and Er Nai walked in front of him, with his thick long hair swaying behind him, his slightly Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, looking down at him on the chair.

"I didn't expect you to be an M. Or are you just tired of being liked by me?"

"How is that possible." Asada met her gaze and smiled without hesitation, "It's my only shortcoming that I don't like the new and dislike the old."

"The old me and the old me, you want them all?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

"...greedy guy." Nino snorted coldly, but the corners of his mouth curled up frankly.

She stretched, turned and walked towards the door.

"Well, I just don't know how to face you."

If you continue to pester you with the mood you like, you always feel as if your heart has been ruined, which makes people uncomfortable!

With his back turned to Asada, Nino said that with an unexpectedly calm tone.

Asada froze for a moment.

"...From my standpoint, I don't know if I should say something or not."

"Then don't say it!"

She answered decisively.

"As you said, it's easy for me to make choices that I don't want."

Nino tilted her head and looked away, with a clear and bright gleam in her eyes, which was reflected in Asada's eyes.

She suddenly asked:

"When you kissed Sanjiu and the others, who took the initiative first?"

"..." This question is really difficult to answer, because to be honest, there is a terrible feeling of pushing things on the girls.

But under Nino's calm and straightforward gaze, Asada had no choice but to tell a lie.

"I knew it."

She just nodded knowingly, and despised him by the way: "You are a guy who only has ideas but dares not to act. You don't know how to eat the meat in front of you. How can you take the initiative to kiss others?"

Asada curled her lips, with a look of indifference, and did not refute.

Unless he dared to beat Er Nai at this time and forcefully give her a set of French deep kissing set, otherwise he would just show that he didn't take responsibility, and she could do whatever she thought.

This kind of provocative method has long been useless to him-although it sounds ridiculous, but even if Asada likes many people, he still has his own bottom line. on the pleasure.

A girlfriend is not the same as a friend. When he really wants to become a carnivorous animal, it means that he and the other party are ready to be responsible and can have intimate contact without any scruples.

Of course, if it's just kissing, the threshold will probably be lower... Just like eating a chocolate bar with Sanjiu just now, it was the first time he took the initiative to kiss, even if it was not formal.

Only this matter, Asada did not tell Nino.

No matter how big his heart is, he will still feel guilty.

"If it weren't for you taking our relationship seriously, and thinking with your lower body, I would have distanced myself from you, a scumbag... As a result, I couldn't leave at all now, and I couldn't accept Wen Nai and the others calmly. .”

Dilemma.

Nino smiled self-deprecatingly, turned her head away from Asada.

"Zhenjun... No, Asada, I will not attack you for now. When I am mentally prepared to pester you and like you like in the past, I hope you can promise me one thing."

Although the word "strategy" is a bit strange, Asada followed her topic and asked:

"what's up?"

Nino said softly:

"When I can say "I like you" out loud again... I will take away my first kiss and let you take the initiative."

He could see that the little hand beside her clenched into a fist nervously.

Asada didn't hesitate and answered directly.

"it is good."

His body paused, his hands loosened slowly, Nino took out something from his pocket, and threw it back to Asada.

"This is a thank you gift for bandaging my wound, and I don't owe you any more."

Asada caught it and saw that it was a bar of chocolate.

——She put the socks she took off into a bag and held them in her hands, so it was naturally impossible to throw them to him.

"Finally, don't make my sisters sad! Playboy!"

After leaving this sentence, Er Nao strode forward, raised his head and chest, and left the health room without any nostalgia.

From looking at her back to looking at the closed door of the health room, Asada stood there without moving as if he was thinking about something.

It wasn't until the class bell rang that he sighed, put the chocolate in his pocket, and walked forward.

"...The playboy, I don't want to make you sad either."

A low voice echoed in the empty room.

It's just this sentence, no one is destined to hear it

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Shinichi Asada returned to the classroom as if nothing had happened.

It can't be said that he was indifferent, but it would make people feel unnatural if he put on a brooding look—anyway, since he met those girls, Asada hadn't known how many times his mood had been complicated.

Just get used to it, and one day, such a habit will make him more mature.

The second class in the afternoon was world history. Mr. Tongxu walked to the blackboard and listened to the class monitor call out the class password.

Asada stared at her face strangely, not sure if it was an illusion, but her complexion seemed a little pale.

Xiumei frowned slightly, her fair face was a little less bloody than usual, she bit her lower lip from time to time and let it go calmly, her gestures were much slower than usual.

Not feeling well?

The word "big aunt" subconsciously flashed in Asada's mind, and he felt a little different—well, he actually couldn't tell the difference.

Perhaps to cover up the strangeness, Teacher Tongxu's voice has a lower temperature than before, and his expression is always as serious and cold as a perpetual frozen ice field. The occasional squinting of his eyes makes the person being targeted tremble, as if falling into an ice cellar .

The whole class passed in silence like this, only her voice condensed the whole classroom.

No one dared to provoke Mr. Tongxu, who was obviously in a bad mood and seemed to send someone to the morgue to calm down at any time; no one was distracted, and they all involuntarily focused on the clear and indifferent lecture, for fear of being lost in a daze, just Will die unconsciously like falling asleep in the snow field.

After finally getting out of class, when Teacher Tongxu closed the classroom door, it seemed that time was flowing again at this moment, and the sound of heavily exhaled breaths sounded one after another, and many people slumped on their seats.

"very scary……"

"Ms. Kirisu's spiritual pressure today is so strong..."

"Did someone who is not good-looking provoked her again..."

"She is now an advisor to the student union, and the second person may know something inside..."

Speaking of this, the students in Class B subconsciously looked at Asada Shinichi's seat, but found that there was no one there, and the three members of the "Asada faction" on his front, back and right were still staying in their seats.

Then someone asked the more talkative Fumino Furuhashi:

"Guhashi-san, do you know why Mr. Kirisu is in a bad mood?"

Some people also asked Nakano Wuyue, who is honest and serious and loves to eat:

"Nakano-san, you are all members of the student union. Did something happen to the student union recently? Where did Asada-san go?"

As for Fuutarou Uesugi, it was as if he was invisible and no one spoke to him.

Fumino Furuhashi and Wuyue Nakano shook their heads at the same time.

"No, we don't know..."

With a little regret, Wuyue added: "Because Asada-kun told me not to follow him before he left the classroom... I was not allowed to follow him away, so I don't know where he went."

"Um, ah, so..."

The classmate who asked the May question looked a little embarrassed, and always felt as if he had heard some incredible information.

At this time, Asada was following Kirisu Mafuyu step by step, and followed her to the teacher's office.

He didn't deliberately sneak around like May, he just followed openly, like an ordinary student who happened to walk on the same road.

Asada stared at Kirisu Mafuyu's back without hesitation, but she didn't immediately turn her head back vigilantly, but walked forward cautiously step by step with somewhat unsteady steps.

It's almost like saving energy and carefully maintaining the minimum range of motion.

Asada nodded thoughtfully. Seeing that Mr. Kirisu was about to enter the teacher's office, he ended his observation and quickened his pace to stop him.

"Toshisu-sensei, please wait a moment."

Kirisu Mafuyu paused, and slowly turned his head.

"Asada-kun? What's the matter?"

The slightly frowning look of Dai's eyebrows made her look a bit weak, but her expressionless face was trying to support her previous tough aura.

Asada knew that she was used to being aggressive in front of students, and would grit her teeth no matter how uncomfortable she was, so she didn't say she cared about her, but acted like a businessman.

"I would like to ask, has the project planning form for the sports festival been sent?"

"...Sent it up. You will be notified after the review."