Evil schoolgirl stalks me

"...Actually...I, I brought an umbrella...I just...didn't want you to be with her, so...I lied..."

Hearing her confession, Natsume Yayoi's smile faded.

"so what?"

"You, you go to the club classroom..."

Natsume Yayoi sighed softly, and then pulled her out of the school gate.

"I didn't hear anything just now. Let's go and take you back."

Fujiwara Kaori pulled him hard.

"Don't~"

"Ok?"

"No~ This is too shameful... I don't want it~" Fujiwara Kaori pouted and said with a sad expression: "I don't want this..."

Natsume Yayoi looked at her increasingly moist eyes and let go of her hand.

"Where's the umbrella?" he asked.

"Eh?"

"Umbrella, give me the umbrella!" Natsume Yayoi emphasized in a slightly stronger tone.

"Oh...oh..." Fujiwara Kaori quickly took out the folding umbrella from her bag, handed it to him and said, "Here. Here you go..."

Natsume Yayoi took the umbrella and handed the umbrella he was holding into her hand, saying, "Hold it for me first."

"Oh……"

After Fujiwara Kaori took it, she saw Natsume Yayoi taking the schoolbag she was carrying in her hand, then throwing her umbrella in, zipping it up, and carrying it again.

"Give me the umbrella." Natsume Yayoi stretched out her hand to her.

"Oh……"

Fujiwara Kaori obediently handed him the umbrella.

Natsume Yayoi held an umbrella with one hand and held her hand with the other, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Oh……"

After subconsciously following him for two steps, Fujiwara Kaori realized and quickly grabbed him.

"Wait, wait~"

"What's wrong?" Natsume Yayoi asked pretending to be confused.

"You, don't you want to go back to the club classroom to see her? Didn't you already see me carrying an umbrella? Why are you sending me home?" Fujiwara Kaori was very confused.

"But, teacher, didn't you bring an umbrella?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

"I brought it."

"What about your umbrella?"

"My umbrella is..." Fujiwara Kaori pointed to Natsume Yayoi's schoolbag, but her words seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't speak.

Seeing her silence, Natsume Yayoi took her hand again and said, "So, since the teacher didn't bring an umbrella, it's natural for me to take you home."

Listening to his gentle words, Fujiwara Kaori bit her lower lip hard.

"...You, why are you like this..."

"I want to hold the teacher's hand, can't I?" Yayoi Natsume raised the hands they held together and asked.

Fujiwara Kaori turned her head and said harshly: "...Then, what if I say no..."

"Then teacher, please remember to bring an umbrella next time."

"But, I brought an umbrella~" the woman retorted weakly.

"Liar! The teacher said he forgot to bring an umbrella, so I took advantage of it. Therefore, the teacher must not have brought an umbrella, and if he did, he must not have brought it."

Natsume Yayoi was talking nonsense seriously and pulled her out of the school gate.

Fujiwara Kaori didn't say anything. She leaned next to him obediently, leaning on him as much as possible to reduce the area wetted by the rain.

In a daze, she recalled the last time she was sent home by Natsume Yayoi.

Because of his willfulness, Natsume even got caught in the rain and got sick and asked for leave...

"Natsume."

"Ok?"

"sorry."

Hearing her sudden apology, Natsume Yayoi stopped and looked sideways at the woman who lowered her head.

"If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?"

Fujiwara Kaori raised her head and said "huh" in a daze?

"What, what?"

Seeing such a cute look on the charming woman, Natsume Yayoi smiled. Then, he let go of her hand, pointed at her legs and said, "I don't know why the teacher is apologizing, but if you feel guilty, , just give me the one you’re wearing today for tonight.”

Fujiwara Kaori clamped her legs shyly and said nothing.

"teacher?"

"..."

"No?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

After a long while, the woman finally responded like a mosquito.

"...um~"

After finishing speaking, as if she was afraid that Natsume Yayoi would say other embarrassing words, Fujiwara Kaori quickly hugged his arm and said: "Quick, let's go... The rain is too heavy..."

Being held by the woman's soft body, Natsume Yayoi naturally had no objection.

The two quickened their pace and finally arrived at [Yukiro's house].

(ps: Fujiwara Kaori lives in Yukiyo's house, and Yukiyo Sakura lives in an apartment only one stop away from Natsume's house.)

Although there was an umbrella, Yayoi Natsume's clothes got a lot wet because of the heavy rain, as did Kaori Fujiwara.

After closing her umbrella and placing it at the door, Natsume Yayoi looked at the woman beside her and raised her eyebrows.

The temptation of translucent wet clothes...

But this time, after noticing Natsume Yayoi's gaze, Fujiwara Kaori didn't hit him on the forehead again, or even avoid his gaze.

She resisted his gaze, shyly took out the key from her bag and opened the door.

"Come in," she said.

"excuse me."

Natsume Yayoi bowed before walking in.

"Would you like tea?" Kaori Fujiwara put the slippers in front of him and asked.

"Teacher, are you going to make tea in this?" Natsume Yayoi asked, pointing to her soaked pantyhose.

Natsume Yayoi originally thought that it would be uncomfortable for her to wear wet pantyhose to make tea, but Fujiwara Kaori seemed to be mistaken.

She glanced at him charmingly and muttered: "I'm really anxious~"

"Ok?"

"Still pretending to be stupid... Huh, come with me!"

Reminiscing about the amorous sight she had just glanced at, Natsume Yayoi guessed that she must have misunderstood.

However, there have been so many misunderstandings, and this time is no different.

What's more, if a misunderstanding lasts for a long time, it becomes a fact.

The woman walked into the bedroom, took off her coat and slippers, then threw herself on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her face and most of her body, leaving only her legs wrapped in pantyhose outside, and shook slightly a few times. Down.

This action seemed to be telling Yayoi Natsume something.

The young man's fingertips trembled slightly, held his breath, and walked over slowly.

Although this was not the first time this happened, the woman under the quilt was still a little nervous.

She clutched the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands, her delicate body trembling slightly.

When she noticed the boy's hand touching her knee, the trembling became even stronger.

Natsume Yayoi found the end of the pantyhose, gently hooked the pantyhose opening, and then...

Snapped!

The woman suddenly grabbed his arm.

Natsume Yayoi didn't know whether she regretted it or wanted to do something, so she didn't dare to move.

After a while, the woman let go of his arm and rested it weakly on the bedside as if resigned to her fate.

Natsume Yayoi did not hesitate any longer.

After getting the warm collection, Natsume Yayoi left the bedroom.

click-

When she heard the door closing, the woman covered her red face and sat up.

After putting on her slippers and walking out of the bedroom, she still wanted to make tea for Natsume Yayoi.

However, when she walked out the door, her eyes froze for a moment.

Natsume Yayoi, who was carrying a schoolbag, was squatting at the door to change her shoes. It looked like she was about to go back.

"Natsume, where are you going?"

"I've sent you home safely, so of course I have to go back."

"Go back? Where?" the woman asked.

"go home."