Evil schoolgirl stalks me

In other words, she was the one who helped Fuyuzuki Chizuru.

Why did he give her another Natsume after he clearly helped her get rid of Kuroda Shinya?

Isn't this a bit unfair?

Sayuri Aikawa's thoughts were spinning, and her expression was a little complicated.

She lay on Yayoi Natsume's desk and sighed weakly.

"Ah~"

If President Fuyutsuki didn't like Natsume, would he not have these worries?

She closed her eyes and fantasized unrealistically.

……

Boom!

While other teachers were bowing their heads, Fujiwara Kaori suddenly hit Natsume Yayoi hard on the forehead.

Seeing Natsume Yayoi covering her forehead with her hands, she scolded in a low voice: "Why don't you listen carefully in class!?"

"Am I not serious?" Natsume Yayoi asked innocently.

"You mean taking notes carefully?"

"Yes. Teacher, you saw it too~"

Suddenly, Fujiwara Kaori sneered.

"Don't think I don't know that you never take notes in class. Your notebook is still blank! Are you pretending to take notes and claiming that you are listening carefully? Tell me, what are you doing!"

Hearing her words, Natsume Yayoi's heart skipped a beat.

However, he has long bangs, so even if his face changes, it is unlikely that others will notice it.

"Teacher, you have wronged me. I was really taking notes."

Fujiwara Kaori was stunned for a moment.

"Really?"

"Of course, if you don't believe it, I will go back to the classroom and show you the notes."

Hearing what he said, Fujiwara Kaori was doubtful.

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

No, that's not right, that look is definitely not an illusion!

He is lying!

Thinking of this, she nodded and said, "Okay. Then bring it. If I wrongly blamed you, I will apologize to you."

"Just an apology?"

Sensing Natsume Yayoi's gaze, Fujiwara Kaori's face suddenly turned red.

She covered her legs unnaturally and said, "Well, what do you want?"

Natsume Yayoi did not answer immediately. Instead, she rubbed her forehead and said, "It hurt so much when I was hit just now. I almost want to cry..."

"Well……"

"Obviously I listened to the class carefully and took notes carefully. I wanted to be praised by the teacher, but in the end I was scolded. I felt very sad..."

"Ugh..."

The woman lowered her head and whimpered quietly and shamefully.

"The enthusiasm for studying suddenly disappeared, and I felt a little empty... Oh, forget it, I'll go get it right away..."

Natsume Yayoi glanced at Fujiwara Kaori secretly, then turned around pretending to be dejected and left slowly.

The next moment, his clothes were grabbed.

The corners of Natsume Yayoi's mouth suddenly turned up.

Then, without looking back, he asked: "Teacher, is there anything else?"

"I...I was wrong..." Kaori Fujiwara whispered.

"I understand... Because I'm always attracted to you, it's normal for you to think that I don't pay attention to the lectures... I understand... After all, I don't look like a good student..."

"certainly not!"

Fujiwara Kaori tugged on his clothes and pulled him back a step.

"Natsume works hard, I can see it, it's not what you said!"

"That's just longing for the teacher's reward."

"..." Fujiwara Kaori was suddenly speechless.

"So, teacher, you should understand. I am not the kind of good student who concentrates on studying..."

"..."

The woman didn't know what to say, but she didn't let go.

"Teacher, I have to go back to the classroom." Natsume Yayoi said.

After a long silence, Fujiwara Kaori finally spoke.

"...Don't be angry, okay?"

"I am not angry."

"You're just angry."

"Well, I'm angry."

"Well!" Fujiwara Kaori whimpered again, "...Then, can you stop being angry? I, I... that... can... make up for it..."

"Knee pillow."

"……Eh!?"

Natsume Yayoi sighed.

Hearing him sigh, Fujiwara Kaori quickly whispered: "No, no problem!"

"Then I forgive you."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly let go of his clothes.

"Go back, don't delay class."

"Ah."

Natsume Yayoi walked out of the office, jogged back to the classroom, and then shook Sayuri Aikawa who was lying on his desk.

"Aikawa, lend me your Chinese class notes! I need them now!"

"Oh, oh... well..."

Although she didn't understand why Natsume Yayoi was so anxious, Sayuri Aikawa ran back to her seat and found the notes and gave them to him.

Natsume Yayoi opened her brand new notebook, picked up a pen, and decided to add evidence for a certain lie.

Although it takes a while to copy notes, no matter how you think about it, you will make money...

Chapter 161 If the ambiguity is broken by the senior sister

"Idiot, don't you have an umbrella? Why is it still so wet?"

Under the eaves of the first floor, Sayuri Aikawa complained to Yayoi Natsume that her hair was still wet even though she was holding an umbrella, and wiped the rain for him with a handkerchief.

"I know you are waiting for me, how could I keep you waiting for too long?" Natsume Yayoi said with a smile.

After shaking off the water on his umbrella, he hung it on the umbrella stand against the wall, then took out the bag in his hand and raised it.

"Here, cake~"

Sayuri Aikawa wiped his hair vigorously again, put away the handkerchief, then pulled him to stand aside, and then took out a small box of cakes from the bag.

She carefully opened the box and threw the lid into the bag. Then she scooped up a portion of the cake with a spoon and put it into her mouth.

Seeing the girl squinting her eyes and enjoying herself, Natsume Yayoi smiled.

It was raining heavily outside. Standing under the eaves, the splashing rain would occasionally wet the shoes of the two of them, but Sayuri Aikawa did not retreat, and Yayoi Natsume also stood there and watched the rain.

"Natsume, why don't you eat it?" Aikawa Sayuri asked, staring at the cake in his bag with some confusion.

"It's all your fault."

"Eh!?"

""What's wrong? "

"I..." After hesitating for a moment, the girl whispered: "Just one portion..."

"Don't you always want to eat two portions? What happened today?"

"Oh, don't ask."

Seeing Sayuri Aikawa subconsciously rubbing her belly and turning her face away in embarrassment, Natsume Yayoi seemed to understand something.

"Are you afraid of getting fat?" he asked.

".Um."

"Hehe~"

Natsume Yayoi's laughter made Aikawa Sayuri turn around and glare at him hard.

"What are you laughing at!"

"I have always thought that Aikawa has a good figure. There is no fat on his belly, his legs are in perfect shape, his figure is well-shaped, and he is not fat at all."

When Natsume Yayoi looked at her directly and said such compliments, Aikawa Sayuri's face began to heat up.

"That's not the case, I'm obviously fat again~" She muttered softly.

"Where is the fat?"