Evil schoolgirl stalks me

"Oh...don't you want to go without a cup of tea?" the woman asked again.

Because it was a little uncomfortable to wear wet shoes, Natsume Yayoi subconsciously moved her feet twice, but the wet socks wrapped her feet, making it even more uncomfortable after moving twice.

He suddenly understood why Kaori Fujiwara liked to take off her socks and run in the rain that day.

Bare feet and bare legs are also a sight to behold.

Thinking of this, he smiled at the woman and said, "After drinking tea, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave~"

"what!?"

Because she understood Natsume Yayoi's subtext, Fujiwara Kaori subconsciously took a step back, looking a little flustered.

Seeing this, Natsume Yayoi bowed to her.

"Then, goodbye!"

By the time Fujiwara Kaori reacted, Natsume Yayoi's figure had disappeared.

She hurriedly ran out the door to say goodbye.

However, the boy's figure has gradually merged into the rain curtain and cannot be seen clearly.

She struggled to distinguish the outline of Natsume Yayoi, until her eyes were so sore that she could no longer continue, then she turned back to the house with a slight loss.

The rain curtain blocked the woman's sight, and she couldn't see it. The boy in the rain made a circle and embarked on the way he came...

Chapter 165 Yukiyo Sakura wants it too

squeak--

Just as Natsume Yayoi was about to knock on the door, Yukiyo Sakura, holding a book, opened the door of the club classroom.

The girl looked at him for a moment, then looked down at his rain-wet clothes and thought: Are you out?

No wonder it's so late.

"Sister."

Hearing Natsume Yayoi calling her, Yukiyo Sakura raised her head and said softly "Yeah".

"Where are you going?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

"go home."

"Huh? Are you going back so early?"

Yukiyo Sakura thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "It's a bit early."

After speaking, she turned around and went back.

Natsume Yayoi walked into the classroom and closed the door.

Putting her schoolbag on the table, Natsume Yayoi walked straight to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and took out the tea set.

Then, he turned to look at Yukiyo Sakura who was lifting her legs to take off her shoes and put them by the window and asked:

"Senior, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"

"Anything is fine." Yukiyo Sakura carefully placed her shoes in the corner of the bay window and said without raising her head.

She bent her knees and leaned against the window frame, facing Natsume Yayoi sideways, placing the book diagonally on her lap, and then opened the page with the bookmark.

Soon, the faint fragrance of tea floated in the classroom, dispelling the dullness and depression caused by the rainy day.

"Senior, the tea is a bit hot, be careful."

Hearing Natsume Yayoi's voice, Yukiyo Sakura raised her head and glanced at him, holding the cup with both hands.Place it inside the bay window.

"Thank you."

She carefully placed the cup inside the bay window, lowered her head and started reading.

Natsume Yayoi leaned against the wall next to the window, holding tea and sipping it while admiring Yukiyo Sakura's flawless profile.

"Sister."

"Ok?"

"The teacher forgot to bring her umbrella, so I sent her home."

Yukiyo Sakura's hand that was about to turn the page stopped for a moment.

She closed the book, turned her head, and glanced at Natsume Yayoi, who was drinking tea.

"Oh"

The girl's tone was calm, as if she didn't care where he went or what he did.

However, the girl's eyes as blue as lake water made some waves because of his explanation.

No wonder it took so long

Seeing that she didn't seem to want to continue reading, Natsume Yayoi pointed to the book on her lap with some confusion and asked, "Don't you want to read it?"

Yukiyo Sakura nodded, and then kept staring at Natsume Yayoi.

This made Natsume Yayoi even more confused.

"Sister?"

Yukiyo Sakura sat up and twisted around, her legs hanging on the edge of the window.

"Come here some more," she said, waving to him.

"Oh"

Natsume Yayoi placed the tea cup on the table, then stood in front of her, face to face with her.

"Is that so?"

"Come a little further." Yukiyo Sakura said again.

If you get closer, you will be hugged by her like last time.

Thinking of this, Natsume Yayoi's heart jumped.

He took another step forward.

Yukiyo Sakura opened her legs and got close to him.

The girl's legs did not restrict Natsume Yayoi's movements, but only for the convenience of getting closer to him. However, despite this, Natsume Yayoi still had the illusion that she was tightly imprisoned by her.

Last time I listened to the heartbeat, what about this time?

He was expecting and confused, wondering what Yukiyo Sakura was going to do.

Yukiyo Sakura tilted her head, exposing her slender neck, lifted her silky hair, and said, "This."

Natsume Yayoi stared blankly at the girl who seemed to be tempting her with her gooseneck, and made a confused sound in her mouth.

"Ok?"

"Fuyutsuki-san showed off to me at noon today. The mark left to her by my junior classmate, so I want it too."

Yukiyo Sakura's tone was as calm as ever, but the information revealed in her words made Natsume Yayoi feel a little dazed.

Senior sister, is this jealousy?

Seeing that he didn't take any action, Yukiyo Sakura asked in confusion: "Aren't you willing, junior?"

Natsume Yayoi, who had calmed down, quickly shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing."

"Oh"

Yukiyo Sakura tilted her head again to expose the gooseneck in front of his eyes, and held her thick hair with both hands to prevent it from falling apart.

Natsume Yayoi pursed her dry lips and lowered her head carefully.

I haven't kissed my senior sister yet, and I'm about to leave hickeys on her neck.

How should such a relationship be defined?

More than a classmate, but not enough friends?First date?In love?

They don't all look alike.

I always feel like the progress has become confusing.

However, Natsume Yayoi's own brain was in chaos at the moment, and even if the progress of the relationship could not be sorted out, he was not going to care.

Just when Natsume Yayoi's lips were about to touch Yukiyo Sakura's neck, the fine hairs on her neck were the first to notice his hot breath, and the girl's body trembled slightly.

She subconsciously tightened her grip on Natsume Yayoi's clothes.

This action reminded Natsume Yayoi of something.

He raised his head and said, "Senior, it might hurt a little."

"Oh"

Yukiyo Sakura did not push him away.

Natsume Yayoi lowered her head again and slowly kissed the girl's slender and smooth gooseneck.

His lips came into contact with the girl's warm skin, and the familiar fragrance made him couldn't help but lick her neck gently.

"Well!"

Yukiyo Sakura let out a brief exclamation and her body stiffened.

"Okay, are you okay?" she asked nervously.

Natsume Yayoi did not answer and opened her mouth slightly.

The girl's eyes slowly opened wide, and her hands unconsciously clenched tighter.

The tingling and pulling away sensations came from the skin kissed by Natsume Yayoi. She was a little afraid that the pain would get worse, but she was also looking forward to the follow-up.

Because she didn't know how long Natsume Yayoi would kiss for, and she was a little tired from keeping her head tilted, she hugged him tightly and tilted her head on his shoulder.

The tingling sensation in my neck had faded away a lot since the beginning, and was replaced by a slightly itchy feeling of comfort and dampness.

She didn't understand this, and of course she didn't understand that the hickey part was over, and now Natsume Yayoi was just kissing her neck.

The senior sister lay on Natsume Yayoi's shoulder like a cat, and the occasional slight hum between her breaths seemed to come from his heart. While it was not clear to hear, it also made him feel more and more itchy.