Evil schoolgirl stalks me

"No, it's nothing." Natsume Yayoi shook her head.

"Oh"

The end of the topic left both of them silent for a moment.

At this time, Yukiyo Sakura suddenly climbed onto the bed and stretched out her hand to tear off his clothes.

Natsume Yayoi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was going to get a thermometer.

However, knowing this, when the girl's soft fingertips slid across his skin, his heart still rippled intensively.

The girl bent over in front of her, and the neckline of her T-shirt was hanging down. If he wasn't paying attention, his eyes would be attracted to the white world. The rich smell of cherry blossoms mixed with the indescribable warm aroma made his blood boil.

Yukiyo Sakura took out the electronic thermometer and looked at the numbers.

【38.1】.

"Junior, the temperature is still a bit high." She pointed the display frame at Natsume Yayoi and said.

"Ah."

"So, I have to ask for leave again tomorrow. You can't go to class while sick."

"it is good."

"Then you can rest for a while, I'll put this back..."

Yukiyo Sakura was about to get out of bed and put the thermometer back when Natsume Yayoi suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Junior?" She tilted her head slightly and shouted in confusion.

"Senior, come up and sleep for a while. I'll give you the bed." Natsume Yayoi said.

"Give it to me? Why?"

"Senior, you didn't sleep peacefully just like that, didn't you? And I've slept for too long. I'm not sleepy at all now. I just got up and walked around."

Although Natsume Yayoi knew that even if she said they slept together, she probably wouldn't care due to Yukiyo Sakura's personality, but he still said so.

Before Yukiyo Sakura's emotions sprouted and became a towering tree, he restrained himself as much as possible and looked forward to the sweetest fruit.

"So, do you want to read a book together?"

"Ok?"

Natsume Yayoi was invited to read a book together at three o'clock in the morning. This was the first time Natsume Yayoi encountered such a request...

Yukiyo Sakura pointed to the book she placed on the bedside and said: "I have caught up with my junior's reading progress, because I really want to read the follow-up, but after all, it is my junior's book, and I can't finish it before you do. So...do you want to watch it together..."

The girl's blue eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Of course, if senior sister is not sleepy."

But in what way do we watch them together?

Kind of curious.

Yukiyo Sakura took the book, turned over and sat next to Natsume Yayoi, leaned against the head of the bed, patted her shoulder, and said:

"Junior, come closer."

Natsume Yayoi did not move for a moment as she stared in trance at the girl who casually said something that made her heart flutter.

Seeing that he didn't respond to me, Yukiyo Sakura shouted in confusion.

"Apprentice?"

Natsume Yayoi regained consciousness.

"...Senior sister, usually at this time, girls come close to me. It will give you extra points."

Yukiyo Sakura blinked in confusion.

"Is that so? It's not written in the book."

"After all, the knowledge in books is not everything."

"That's right."

Yukiyo Sakura nodded and acknowledged his words.

Then, she tilted her body slightly towards Natsume Yayoi and leaned back.

Natsume Yayoi slowly stretched out her hand, wrapped it around the girl's slender waist, and held down the side of the book she placed on her lap.

"Senior, does this feel uncomfortable?" He asked softly, resisting the urge to kiss the girl's earlobe, which was only on her lips.

Yukiyo Sakura's body twisted slightly in Natsume Yayoi's arms, and then she said: "No, this is very comfortable..."

Hearing her answer, Natsume Yayoi's arms subconsciously tightened.

Yukiyo Sakura noticed it, but said nothing.

I don’t know if it’s because I don’t care, or if I don’t care anymore…

The sound of rain outside the window is like a flowing invisible barrier, isolating the hustle and bustle of the world.

The occasional flash of thunder pierced the air and glass windows, stopping the girl's fingers sliding between the lines for a moment, and then faded into the quiet air.

The breathing sounds of the two people are getting closer to the same, the speed of reading is getting closer to the same, and even the heartbeats are gradually getting at the same frequency.

wow-

Natsume Yayoi turned a page, Yukiyo Sakura raised her hand, pressed it, and pressed the fingers of her other hand under the first word and began to slide.

As soon as I sniffed it, the fragrance of the girl's green hair suddenly filled her chest.

Perhaps seeing the point of fascination, Yukiyo Sakura unconsciously opened her lips slightly and read out in a low voice.

"...What flows out of the huge hole in the heart is not blood, but something thicker and darker.

I slowly raised my head, and the girl with a bright smile waved vigorously at me.

[Farewell, Mr. Detective, and go to heaven to meet your lovely daughter. 】

The vision began to darken.

I saw my death..."

The girl suddenly opened her mouth slightly, her eyes a little confused.

She seemed to notice that the boy secretly kissed her hair.

Is it an illusion?

Chapter 137 Hugging senior sister to sleep

Yukiyo Sakura raised her hand and rubbed her sore eyes.

Natsume Yayoi stopped turning the page and asked softly: "Senior, are you tired of reading?"

Yukiyo Sakura nodded, "Yeah," and then said, "But you can continue watching. It's okay."

"...Let your eyes rest for a while. I'm a little tired too." He said.

"it is good."

Yukiyo Sakura picked up the bookmark and placed it on the current page. Natsume Yayoi closed the book, picked it up from her lap and put it aside.

Then, the girl leaned back slightly and closed her eyes.

Yukiyo Sakura's light body was nestled in her arms, and Natsume Yayoi subconsciously tightened her arms.

Perhaps because she hugged her too tightly, Yukiyo Sakura let out a "no".

Natsume Yayoi hurriedly took her arm away.

"Hug, sorry~"

Yukiyo Sakura grabbed the hand he had just put on her waist, put it on her belly, and said, "Just like that."

Hearing her request, Natsume Yayoi fell into a trance.

Then, he pressed a little harder and hugged her a little tighter.

"Is that so?"

"Tighter, harder like before."

Natsume Yayoi hugged her a little tighter.

Yukiyo Sakura closed her eyes, relaxed her body completely, opened her lips slightly and said "hmm", and murmured: "It feels very safe and comfortable like this."

The boy swallowed.

"Ah."

His arms tightly hugged the girl's slender waist, and he could vaguely feel the warmth of her skin through the T-shirt. Especially when he lowered his head and kissed her hair, his body was a little stiff and his breathing was a little quick. some.

"Apprentice."

"Ok?"

"The style of this book is completely different from Rika-san's last book."

Yukiyo Sakura started talking to him about the novel she had just read.

"Huh? Senior sister knows that this book was written by Miss Rika~" Natsume Yayoi was surprised.

"I can see through everything, so I naturally know."

"That's right," Natsume Yayoi first agreed with her seemingly second-rate words, and then said:

"If you only read the beginning, I would have thought that the main plot was the daily interaction between the male protagonist and his daughter. But Rika-san suddenly wrote a plot in which the daughter is suddenly killed by a bad woman, which surprised me. The style is completely different. I believe other readers will be surprised when they see it.”

"However, it was the death of my daughter that stimulated the male protagonist and allowed his abilities to be completely released. This can be regarded as fulfilling the words on the title page." Yukiyo Sakura said.

"That's what I say, but it's still a bit hard to accept that a character I like so much dies like this."

"Huh? Why is this?" Yukiyo Sakura's tone was very surprised.

It sounded like she was a little confused by Natsume Yayoi's words.

And Natsume Yayoi was even more confused than she was.

He couldn't help but ask: "Sister, do you think I am a cold and heartless person? It's hard to accept, it's normal."