Evil schoolgirl stalks me

After a long silence, Natsume Yayoi nodded.

"……like very much……"

How could he not like it?

You don’t have to bear the guilt of killing Qianhua Mother, and you don’t have to feel malicious when you see the damned person living in this world...

"So, junior fellow student, I have shouldered your sins for you, and we have become one. Don't even think about escaping~"

Natsume Yayoi raised her face and kissed her lips as pink as cherry blossoms.

The girl closed her eyes and her body trembled slightly, feeling his gentle kiss at this moment.

There was no rapid breathing or strong hug, just lips touching each other, sticking together for a moment, and then slowly separated.

Fuyutsuki Chizuru felt better than ever.

She touched her lips, seeming to still be recalling the feeling just now.

"Junior, I told you not to treat me so gently~ Didn't you agree to wait until everything is over?" The girl complained dissatisfiedly.

Natsume Yayoi scratched her head and said sheepishly: "Forgive me this time, I couldn't help myself."

"Then I forgive you."

After saying that, the girl hugged his waist again and laughed.

"Junior, how do you feel about my skills? But it took me a long time to get it right. My hand hurts. Look," she raised her hand to let Natsume Yayoi see the red mark on her palm where the thread had been strangled.

Natsume Yayoi tapped her hand with her fingertips, slowly touched the red marks a few times, and said:

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies~"

Fuyutsuki Chizuru immediately twisted his waist angrily and said, "You mean my skills are poor?!"

"Yes."

The angry girl opened her mouth and was about to bite his neck.

This time, Natsume Yayoi covered her mouth.

"Senior, this kind of skill is not worthy of Miss Tamamo," he said.

The dissatisfaction on Fuyutsuki Chizuru's face immediately disappeared.

"So, will my junior brother help me?" she asked expectantly.

Natsume Yayoi pointed to her lips.

So, the girl obediently stood on tiptoes and offered her sweet lips.

"Well!"

The tightened waist and abdomen made the girl subconsciously exclaim.

Immediately afterwards, she gradually lost herself in his forceful kiss, which was like venting her anger.

The gentle ones fascinate her, and the passionate ones also excite her.

The cheerful dance music in her ears represented her mood at the moment.

The liquid dripping from time to time above the head dyed the two people and the marble in the light a rose-like color.

Chapter 154 The original taste of senior sister

……

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and the girl who was leaning on the sofa and reading a book tilted her head.

Closing the book and putting on her slippers, Yukiyo Sakura walked to the door and paused for a moment.

She didn't hear any sound, which made her guess who was coming.

Opening the door, Natsume Yayoi was standing at the door.

"Junior, why are you here?"

"I just happened to be passing by and wanted to come up and say hello." Natsume Yayoi said.

Was it really just passing by?

Yukiyo Sakura was a little confused.

However, she did not ask, but opened the door and said, "Come in."

Natsume Yayoi bowed slightly.

"excuse me."

After walking in the door and putting on her slippers, Natsume Yayoi smiled when she saw that the living room was filled with packed garbage bags as usual.

"Senior sister is still like this."

"What kind?" Yukiyo Sakura asked.

"...There must be special cuteness in strange places..."

Yukiyo Sakura couldn't understand what he said, but it must be a compliment.

She pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down first, and I'll make tea for you."

"Yes. Sorry for bothering you, senior sister."

Yukiyo Sakura turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at her graceful back, Natsume Yayoi pursed her lips hard, then walked to the gap between the sofa and the coffee table and sat down.

There is a book of "Men's Psychology" on the coffee table, with the bookmark sandwiched in the middle. This seems to tell Natsume Yayoi that Yukiyo Sakura has been studying hard to understand love and him recently...

The sofa was piled with clothes just like the last time I came here. The blanket on top was not folded, which meant that the girl still slept here last night. The smell of cherry blossoms that could be smelled on the tip of the nose was neither strong nor light, and it was just right to make people feel calm.

The sun at the end of dusk is hidden behind the balcony curtains. From time to time, the wind lifts its orange side, dyeing the living room with the same color.

Natsume Yayoi took a deep breath of the scent left by the girl, closed her eyes with satisfaction, and leaned on the sofa.

However, he soon opened his eyes.

Something tingled on my back.

Turning his head, the blue sling hanging from the edge of the sofa protruding from under the blanket seemed familiar.

Natsume Yayoi slowly picked up a corner of the blanket.

A pair of blue bras larger than the sea bowl appeared quietly in front of him.

Judging from the messy arrangement, they have been worn and not washed...

"Junior, here comes the tea."

Natsume Yayoi hurriedly put down the blanket and turned around.

Seeing that he seemed a little nervous, Yukiyo Sakura asked with some confusion:

"Student, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing, thank you, senior~"

Natsume Yayoi stretched out her hands and took the mug from her hand.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Yukiyo Sakura didn't ask any further questions.

She squatted next to him, then sat down with her knees bent, leaned against the sofa, picked up the book on the coffee table, and opened it.

Natsume Yayoi held the cup, sipping the hot tea in small sips, while her eyes were fixed on the girl's pure side face, motionless.

Realizing that he had been staring at her, Yukiyo Sakura turned to look at him.

Although I couldn't see his expression clearly, I always felt that there was something strange about him.

"Junior. What happened?" she asked.

Natsume Yayoi was stunned for a moment.

Then, he shook his head and said, "No."

"……That's good."

Yukiyo Sakura lowered her head and continued reading.

Natsume Yayoi picked up the mug and continued drinking tea.

A cup of tea goes from hot to completely cold before Natsume Yayoi is about to finish it.

He glanced at the darkened rooftop, put down the mug, and stood up.

"Senior, I have to leave."

Yukiyo Sakura closed the book, raised her head, and said with some surprise:

"Are you going now?"

"Senior, is there anything you need me to do?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

Yukiyo Sakura thought for a while.

"You haven't had dinner yet, junior? Do you want to join us?"

"Okay, let me prepare the food~"

"Ah."

Natsume Yayoi rolled up her sleeves and prepared to walk into the kitchen, but Yukiyo Sakura held his hand.

"There is no food at home."

The girl's boneless hands were like jelly, soft and slippery.

"so……"

"Let's go buy ingredients together~"