Evil schoolgirl stalks me

For example, she just felt a little angry for no reason.

I don't want to pay attention to him, but I want to talk to him out of nowhere.

I was obviously very happy, but for some reason I didn't want to tell him.

"very strange……"

She lowered her head, rested her chin on the top of his head, and said softly.

The girl frowned slightly because of something she couldn't figure out clearly, but there was a faint smile in the corner of her eyes.

The girl at this moment has an extremely beautiful and charming expression on her face.

Chapter 127 Barefoot Woman in the Rain

Today, the reasoning department’s club activities ended very early.

The sunset, which had just turned orange, was shrouded by layers of dark clouds before it could dye the sky red.

The sky outside the window was gloomy and dark, and a heavy rain was coming.

Yukiyo Sakura closed the book, glanced at Kaori Fujiwara who was packing up the lesson plans, and then asked Natsume Yayoi:

"Junior, did you bring an umbrella?"

"I brought it with me. Because the news said that the rainy season is coming, I brought it with me every day. Where is my senior?"

The girl took the shoes placed on the window sill into her hands, put them on her feet and said, "Then I'll leave first."

The pleated skirt slid down to a delicate position and was pressed on the legs by the girl's arms. The white thigh skin on the stockings was also slightly deformed by the pressure.

Spring is about to appear but it is even more tempting.

Natsume Yayoi was afraid that she would be fascinated, so she looked away.

"Senior sister, why don't you go back together?"

Yukiyo Sakura changed her shoes, jumped out of the window, and straightened her skirt.

Only then did Natsume Yayoi turn her gaze back.

The girl pursed her lips at the woman who was about to go out and said, "It might rain at any time. It's not good if you get caught in the rain."

Natsume Yayoi understood immediately.

Fujiwara Kaori didn’t bring an umbrella...

"teacher."

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara Kaori turned around and asked.

"Did you forget something?"

Noticing Natsume Yayoi's gaze towards her legs, Fujiwara Kaori's face suddenly turned red.

She glared at him and stood still.

"Junior, I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow."

Yukishiro Sakura passed by the boy.

"Oh, see you tomorrow."

The girl walked to the door and the woman stepped aside silently. Their eyes did not cross for a moment.

Now, there are only two people left in the classroom.

Natsume Yayoi stepped forward, and Fujiwara Kaori subconsciously took a step back and hit the door frame.

"You, what do you want to do?" she asked nervously.

Natsume Yayoi sneered twice, "What do you mean?"

The woman lowered her head, protected her chest with one hand, covered her legs with the other, clamped her legs together, and hesitated:

".I, I will do it myself, you, you are not allowed to mess around ~ or I will be angry."

Natsume Yayoi opened the door and said, "Let's go."

"Huh?" Fujiwara Kaori was suddenly stunned.

"It's going to rain if you don't leave. Come out quickly, or do you want to be locked in the classroom?"

Fujiwara Kaori trotted out of the classroom quickly.

"I don't want it." She muttered quietly.

Natsume Yayoi locked the door, looked at the two pots of green plants on the side window of the corridor, and found that they had been watered.

"Come on, teacher."

"Oh"

When the two walked out of the special teaching building, light raindrops fell from the sky.

Natsume Yayoi held up the umbrella and tilted the umbrella towards Fujiwara Kaori's head.

Kaori Fujiwara looked up at the umbrella above her head, and then took a step to the left.

The two people's shoulders suddenly touched, and the woman subconsciously stepped back a little.

This time, it's further away than it was just now.

Natsume Yayoi glanced at her and said, "Teacher, my umbrella is not that big."

"Oh"

Fujiwara Kaori obediently walked under the umbrella again.

This time, she carefully maintained a distant distance.

Before we even reached the school gate, the rain had already gotten heavier.

Fine raindrops hit the umbrella surface, and my wrist felt heavier pressure than before.

"teacher."

"Ok?"

"Do you like me getting wet or you getting wet?"

Fujiwara Kaori was stunned for a moment before realizing that he meant that the two of them were too far apart.

She rolled her eyes at him and looked around.

Because of the heavy rain, the students walked around in a hurry, and no one paid attention to her and Natsume Yayoi under the umbrella.

So, she came closer and hugged his arm tightly.

"Don't think too much."

"I haven't thought about anything. Teacher, are you thinking too much?"

"I didn't!"

"Then what do you think I'm thinking about?"

"This, this..."

Fujiwara Kaori hesitated and couldn't answer.

Do you want to say, Oppai or something?

"Why doesn't the teacher say anything?" Natsume Yayoi asked [confused].

Fujiwara Kaori snorted, hugged his arm tightly, and dragged him forward.

Natsume Yayoi chuckled, and then she twisted her waist in embarrassment.

The rain is getting heavier.

Pedestrians who forgot to bring umbrellas hurried past the two of them. Water splashed on the woman's already wet stockings, making her frown.

She stopped.

Natsume Yayoi asked with some confusion: "Teacher, why don't you leave?"

"Wearing wet socks is very uncomfortable," Kaori Fujiwara explained.

Then she put his arm around her waist and said, "Help me."

"Teacher, you want to..."

"Take off your socks."

"Oh"

Natsume Yayoi put her arms firmly around the woman's slender waist.

Fujiwara Kaori bent down, took her feet out of her high heels, ran her hands along her thighs to find the cuffs of her stockings, and took off her socks little by little.

He bent down and stood up again, bringing his buttocks closer to each other.

Natsume Yayoi pursed her lower lip tightly.

After taking off one, the other was far away from the umbrella. When Kaori Fujiwara bent over, rain fell on her head, causing her body to tremble subconsciously.

"ah!"

She yelled in panic.

Not because of falling, but because the boy held him tightly when he was about to fall.

"Sorry, teacher."

"No, nothing."

Fujiwara Kaori responded somewhat unnaturally.

Quickly taking off the other sock, the woman rolled it into a ball and put it into Natsume Yayoi's pocket.

She held a high-heeled shoe that she had taken off in one hand and said, "Let's go."

"Teacher, you are like this"

"I've actually wanted to do this for a long time. Walking in high heels is very tiring."