Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Huh?

Am I not Natsuki?

No, no, the handsome one is Natsuki, the inconspicuous one is Natsume Yayoi, that's it...

Thinking of this, Natsume Yayoi glanced at the charming woman with red cheeks and said:

"Teacher, you are quite lucky to have met me now..."

"Huh? Me? Good luck?" Fujiwara Kaori put the beer heavily on the dining table and muttered: "Where, where... I'm lucky... burp!"

Natsume Yayoi took a sip of wine without explaining.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fujiwara Kaori picked up the beer and put it down heavily on the dining table.

"Tell me, how lucky are you! Obviously...obviously...people are so pitiful..."

As the woman spoke, she sniffed and burst into tears, "...You...don't...understand...at all...at all..."

Unexpectedly, her words brought up the sadness of Fujiwara Kaori, and Natsume Yayoi was a little confused.

Shouldn't it be said that it's unfortunate?

"sorry, I……"

"Apologise? What's the use of apologizing... Can you survive... No... It's all your fault... It's all your fault!"

Out of control, Fujiwara Kaori pushed the dining table hard.

wow-

pat-

Beer, plates, tableware, flower arrangements and other things were scattered all over the floor.

She leaned on the chair, hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face in the middle of her legs, and kept sobbing:

"...it's all your fault...it's all your fault...liars, all liars...wuwuwu..."

Natsume Yayoi put the beer she had just rescued on the dining table and turned to look at Kaori Fujiwara, who was burying her head in tears.

The latter was squatting on a chair, curling up into a ball, looking extremely pitiful.

【Can you survive】

【cannot】

The woman's question and answer just now made him very concerned.

When talking about the dead person, he immediately thought of her dead fiancé Ken Nomura, but...

From daily contact, Natsume Yayoi could sense that Fujiwara Kaori didn’t care about Nomura Ken’s death.

It seems that to her, Ken Nomura is just a stranger.

So, who is the dead person she is talking about?

Thinking about the reason why Fujiwara Kaori hates Yukiyo Sakura because she is in the Yukiyo family instead of the Fujiwara family, Natsume Yayoi seems to have grasped the clue.

Suddenly, Fujiwara Kaori raised her head and shouted:

"Where's my wine? Where did it go? I want to drink!"

Natsume Yayoi looked sideways at the woman whose makeup was stained with tears, and sighed.

"I'll get it for you."

Taking out the barley tea from the refrigerator, Natsume Yayoi closed the refrigerator and returned to the restaurant.

However, Fujiwara Kaori was already drinking wine.

That was the wine he just put on the coffee table.

Natsume Yayoi grabbed her wrist and asked: "Teacher, does the barley tea taste good?"

"...Hey, this, is this barley tea?!" Kaori Fujiwara opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief.

"That's right. This is wine." Natsume Yayoi said, shaking the barley tea in her hand.

Fujiwara Kaori looked at the beer in her hand, then at the drink in Natsume Yayoi's hand, and was stunned for a while.

"Then, let's change..."

"Okay."

Natsume Yayoi opened it for her, and then exchanged the tea in her hand for the wine in her hand.

Fujiwara Kaori immediately took a big sip of barley tea.

Suddenly, she muttered to herself:

"Why does it taste weird?"

"All good wines in your collection taste like this." After saying this, Natsume Yayoi drank all the remaining beer in one gulp and stood up.

"Wait! Where are you going?"

Fujiwara Kaori thought he was leaving and quickly got down from the chair.

But she was so drunk that she couldn't stand still and fell down.

Barley tea was also scattered all over the floor.

The woman who fell to the ground groaned in pain.

"Ah, it hurts..."

Natsume Yayoi quickly helped her up.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Fujiwara Kaori leaned in his arms, grabbed his arm and said, "Are you going to find her? Don't go! I don't let you go!"

she?

You mean senior sister, right?

"I don't plan to go." Natsume Yayoi said.

"Really? You won't lie to me again, will you? If you lie to me again, I, I will cry for you..."

Fujiwara Kaori looked at him with tears in her eyes, almost likely to cry when he left.

"Don't worry, I just want to tidy up this place. It's too messy." Natsume Yayoi said, pointing to the messy ground.

Fujiwara Kaori glanced down.

"Huh? Why did it become like this?"

"I just accidentally touched the table."

"It doesn't matter. Let me take care of it. How can I let the students..."

Fujiwara Kaori said, intending to bend down to pick up the broken porcelain pieces.Natsume Yayoi quickly pulled her up.

"Let me come."

The woman raised her head blankly and looked at the boy who grabbed her hand. After a while, she laughed.

"I, I know... Natsume, are you trying to please me?... You, do you want the teacher to reward you... Hehe... I have seen you clearly... little villain..."

The woman grabbed Natsume Yayoi's hand and placed it on her thigh.

"Okay... I'll give you a reward..." Unsteady on her feet, she lay on his shoulder and muttered: "... I, I bought a lot of stockings... You have to listen to me, be good..."

The breath mixed with the smell of perfume and alcohol is a bit pungent, but it has a strange temptation at this moment.

After taking a gentle sniff, the blood all over my body felt hot.

Natsume Yayoi really wanted to see how many types of stockings she bought, but...

He still resisted the urge.

This way you can have surprises every day.

Carrying the sleepy girl into the bedroom, Natsume Yayoi just helped her take off her coat and then put her on the bed.

Lying on the bed, Fujiwara Kaori felt that her brain was getting heavier and heavier.

However, when she saw Natsume Yayoi getting ready to go out, she still struggled to climb out of bed.

Pfft!

Hearing the heavy object fall to the ground, Natsume Yayoi immediately turned around.

The woman who had just been placed on the bed by him fell to the ground and was trying to get up.

He sighed helplessly.

He helped her to the bed again, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, and then said, "Teacher, can you sleep well?"

Fujiwara Kaori struggled to stretch out her left hand from the quilt, raised her little finger and tickled him, and said:

"Then, then you promise me not to go anywhere, and I will just sleep."

Natsume Yayoi twitched her lips.

Are you a child?

Then, he stretched out his little finger and hooked her little finger.

Hooked all night long.

Chapter 121 The reasoning boy is good at mining information from stockings

"Natsume, Natsume~"

Dimly, Natsume Yayoi felt someone gently caressing his cheek.

Slowly opening her eyes, Fujiwara Kaori's delicate face was very close at hand.

The woman who had just taken a shower had her hair not tied up as usual, but spread smoothly in front of her face.

The half-dried hair brushed against the boy's chin, making it feel a little itchy.

The scent of shower gel and shampoo kept filling my nose.