Evil schoolgirl stalks me

It was because Natsume Yayoi was underage and thought he was immature and easily tempted by the outside world that she did this.

As long as she can achieve her goal, she doesn't care what other people think.

However, Natsume Yayoi is far more mature than she imagined...

She always felt that everything she did was in vain.

Natsume Yayoi will not leave Yukiyo Sakura, and will find a way to keep herself too.

She had a vague hunch.

But, she doesn't want this.

When Natsume Yayoi opened the bedroom door with her foot, she whispered his name.

"Natsume."

"Ah."

"I have done what you asked, and you must do what you promised."

Fujiwara Kaori raised her face and looked at him, with a burning light in her eyes.

Natsume Yayoi was silent for two seconds.

"Teacher, just throwing things away is not enough."

"what?!"

"You have to throw away the [Yukiyo] in your heart."

Fujiwara Kaori's heart trembled suddenly.

Chapter 188 Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Kaori is more pure than a girl

"what--"

Kaori Fujiwara leaned back on her chair and sighed longly.

The dining table was filled with dishes cooked by Natsume Yayoi, all of which she had said she wanted to eat before.

Except for some that cannot be prepared due to insufficient ingredients, the rest are basically in front of you.

I was a little impressed when I first saw the dazzling array of dishes, but I felt regretful after eating.

I really can’t eat anymore…

After a while, she sat up with her hands on the dining table.

Looking at Natsume Yayoi who was sitting opposite and still eating, she couldn't help but muttered.

"...Suddenly I feel a little regretful."

"Is it forest?" Natsume Yayoi asked vaguely, raising her head.

Fujiwara Kaori sighed and said: "I have cooked so much that I can't finish it all at once. Many of the things I like to eat are not so happy to eat because they are too full..."

Natsume Yayoi chewed hard twice and swallowed the food in her mouth.

"It doesn't matter, I will try to eat more. Try not to waste it."

"That's not what I said!"

"I didn't enjoy the meal this time. I'll cook it for you next time."

"Eh?"

"What, you're just going to eat this once? You're not going to let me in from now on, and you're not going to let me prepare food for you either?"

Fujiwara Kaori shook her head quickly and said, "No, no, no!"

"Ah That's good."

After saying that, Natsume Yayoi lowered her head and continued eating.

Fujiwara Kaori looked at the young man opposite who was feasting, and her heart became complicated.

Natsume Yayoi knew her purpose, but his attitude towards her did not change at all.

She likes Yukiyo Sakura, but will not neglect her because she hates Yukiyo Sakura. She is obviously interested in her legs and upper body, but she still chose to leave after hinting to that extent last night...

"Natsume."

"Well?"

"You...do you think I'm pitiful?"

"Um?!"

Natsume Yayoi blinked in confusion.

He now had too much rice in his mouth and could not speak. He could only make confused sounds to ask.

"No one asked me, no one forced me to do this."

Natsume Yayoi reluctantly swallowed the food in her mouth, then wiped her mouth and asked, "Why do you say this suddenly?"

"I just think that you guessed what happened to me and Yukiyo Sakura in the past and felt that I was very pitiful, so you are so gentle to people like me..."

Natsume Yayoi shook her head and said, "No, you are wrong."

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara Kaori asked.

"I'm not doing this to you because of pity, but because you're pretty." Natsume Yayoi explained seriously.

"……Really?"

"of course."

"The night is very nice tonight, would you like to watch it with me?"

Natsume Yayoi's expression was startled.

The woman opposite had reddish cheeks and was pretty and charming. It looked like she was very embarrassed to say such bold words.

However, her eyes hiding Qiu Hong were always staring at him.

For a moment, he suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Fujiwara Kaori is different from Aikawa Sayuri. The latter has no one she likes, so he accepted her ridiculous and tempting invitation.

but……

Seeing that Natsume Yayoi remained silent, the blush on Fujiwara Kaori's cheeks faded away.

Her hands on her legs were clasped tightly together, feeling a little uneasy.

If Natsume Yayoi is really just pitying her, it proves that the last and only card she can use is ineffective against him, then she really doesn't know what to do...

Could it be that in the end we really had no choice but to take action?

"...Today, today, it's not convenient for you to take a bath..."

After being silent for a long time, this sentence popped out of Natsume Yayoi's mouth.

To say that she didn't want to stay would definitely be a lie, but she was different from Sayuri Aikawa.

Sayuri Aikawa has no one she likes, and she only feels guilty for Yuya Aikawa, and the person she admires is most likely the elder of her senior...

The relationship is a bit messy, and the mind is a bit messy...

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, Fujiwara Kaori sighed heavily.

"Natsume, I'm tired, take me back to the bedroom."

"okay……"

Natsume Yayoi stood up, walked to her, and hugged her.

The woman curled up in his arms obediently, lowering her head and saying nothing.

Gently kicking open the bedroom door, Natsume Yayoi carried her to the bed.

Fujiwara Kaori pulled the quilt over herself and turned her back to him.

"Can you turn off the light for me?"

"Ah."

Natsume Yayoi raised her hand to turn off the light, and the cold night instantly filled the entire bedroom.

The rain did not know when it had stopped.

The night sky is moonless and cloudless, clear and quiet.

Natsume looked out the window and thought: Sure enough, the night is beautiful tonight.

Turning his gaze to the motionless silhouette of the woman on the bed, he was about to say something when the latter spoke.

"Natsume, can you go out first?"

"okay."

Natsume Yayoi exited and closed the door.

click-

There was a rustling sound in the room.

Natsume Yayoi stood at the door of the bedroom and waited for a while when a woman's voice came from inside.

"Come in~"

Natsume Yayoi gently opened the bedroom door and walked in.

In the not-dark night, the woman leaned against the bedside, holding the quilt in her hands to shield herself, silently watching the approaching boy.

"……Natsume."

"Ah."

"My foot is injured. It's not convenient for me to take a shower today. I'm really sorry."

"No, there is absolutely no need to apologize for this kind of thing." Natsume Yayoi said quickly.