Evil schoolgirl stalks me

"Those people, when President Fuyutsuki was coerced by Senior Kuroda, no one came to help. None of them are worthy of President Fuyutsuki..."

"But not many people know about Natsume helping President Fuyutsuki~"

"Then let Natsume go away from the headache. Anyway, today I want to eat two, no, three cakes, and I want the most expensive one! Hehe."

Seeing Sayuri Aikawa's fake smile, Kondohiko pursed his lips hard.

He didn't know what to say, but he understood that she must be unhappy at the moment...

At this time, Sayuri Aikawa suddenly glanced at him and said:

"Ayan, don't worry."

"what?"

"Our relationship with Natsume will not change in any way because of this incident."

Kondo Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Will not change

Does it simply refer to a friendship, or does it refer to another kind of relationship?

The three of them returned to the classroom, but Natsume Yayoi hadn't come yet.

Sayuri Aikawa glanced at the empty seats in the back row and frowned slightly.

When he comes, what tone should you use to talk to him?

Would it be better to be more relaxed and natural?

If you are angry.

Huh?Why am I angry.

I'm not angry, not at all!

After all, President Fuyutsuki liked Natsume. Wasn't it because he knew this fact that he brought the two of them together?

Why get angry?

Right?

Repeating her reasons for not being angry over and over in her heart, the girl's heartbeat finally calmed down.

She took out the perfume from her schoolbag and sprayed it on her wrist, then rubbed her wrists twice, raised her wrist to her nose and smelled it.

The familiar fragrance dragged her consciousness back to that blurry night, and the boy's heavy breathing seemed to echo in her ears again.

Sayuri Aikawa lay quietly on the table, the kiss that remained in her memory from her lips to her ankles made her skin begin to tremble.

"call--"

She gasped softly while suppressing her breath, and glanced at the last row from the corner of her eye from time to time.

However, until the school bell rang, Natsume Yayoi still did not show up.

Fujiwara Kaori walked into the classroom and frowned when she saw Natsume Yayoi's seat was empty.

Are you late?

Since class was already in session, she had no choice but to resist the urge to call him to inquire.

"Everyone turn the book over"

Sayuri Aikawa did not listen to the lecture.

She secretly took out her cell phone and sent a message to Natsume Yayoi.

However, no response was received after a long time.

escape?

No, Natsume is not such a person.

What is the reason?

are you sick?

Because she cared so much, she felt that this class was extremely long and extremely torturous.

Finally, when the bell rang, she immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed Natsume Yayoi.

Another person who did the same thing as her was Kaori Fujiwara.

The woman put the phone to her ear and listened to the voice inside, while walking to Sayuri Aikawa.

"Aikawa, do you know why Natsume didn't come?"

"I, I don't know, I was calling him."

"Are you fighting too?"

"also?"

The two of them looked at each other, understood something, and looked away.

"Have you gotten through?" Fujiwara Kaori asked.

Sayuri Aikawa shook her head, "No, where are you, teacher?"

"nor."

Suddenly, Sayuri Aikawa remembered what happened in the morning.

"Is it possible that Natsume and Fuyutsuki will grow together!?"

"No." Fujiwara Kaori said.

"Huh? How do you know?"

"We were chatting online last night. He promised me that he wouldn't be late. If he was with Fuyuki-san, he would tell me in advance."

"Oh"

The guess was overturned, Aikawa Sayuri's brows frowned deeply.

What happened?

The bell rang for the second period, but still no one answered the phone.

"I'm going to find him. You guys have a good time in class. Don't worry now. I will notify you as soon as I find him." Fujiwara Kaori comforted the worried girl.

"Then please."

Sayuri Aikawa forced a smile and then hung up the phone.

beep--

beep--

beep--

……

Chiba Rika waited for a long time, and when the phone stopped ringing, she cautiously breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she tiptoed to the bedside, held her breath, put a wet towel on the boy's forehead.

After doing all this, she hurriedly ran out of the bedroom and closed the door.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open a crack.

Dark eyes loomed in the thick black hair, staring at the boy on the bed.

Chapter 131 Look at the legs

"Woooooooo..."

As I got closer to the kitchen, the faint crying in my ears became clearer and louder.

Natsume Yayoi held the door frame and looked inside.

A figure wearing a white nightgown squatted in the corner, her thick long hair scattered on her arms and knees, and her face could not be seen at all.

It was still raining outside, and the lights were not turned on in the living room and kitchen. In the dark environment, she suddenly saw a ghost-like thing squatting in the kitchen. Natsume Yayoi instantly felt her scalp numb, and even her confused head became much clearer.

"Miss Rika~"

The voice that came out was hoarse than expected, which meant that his illness was more serious than imagined.

But when did Ms. Rika come to my house?

What are you crying about again?

Chiba Rika's crying stopped abruptly when she heard someone calling her.

She raised her head cautiously.

At this moment, the world suddenly lit up for a moment.

A head with an unclear face was [floating] at the door, shaking slightly...

The woman's pupils shrank instantly.

"what--"

Rumble!

There were screams and thunder.

Seeing the woman kicking her legs hurriedly, squeezing the cabinet behind her, trying in vain to stay away from him, Natsume Yayoi sighed.

He supported his body against the door frame with his arms and slowly walked towards the bedroom.

Wait for a while, wait until Ms. Rika reacts, and then communicate...

Also, I haven’t asked the teacher for leave yet, so I don’t know if he will scold me...

Moving to the bedroom, Natsume Yayoi picked up the mobile phone that had ran from the bedside to the desk at some point, and turned on the screen.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the number of missed calls.

Climbing onto the bed, a dizzy feeling suddenly came over him, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

2 minutes later, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.