Evil schoolgirl stalks me

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fujiwara..."

"Exit, good afternoon~"

The woman lowered her head and did not look into Natsume Yayoi's eyes.

boom--

squeak--

A slight collision came from the narrow passage connecting the stairwell to the reasoning department.

After a while, Yukiyo Sakura's figure appeared in front of her.

Putting down the book she was holding tightly to her chest, Yukiyo Sakura let out a long sigh of relief.

"Good afternoon, senior."

As if she didn't see Fujiwara Kaori, Yukiyo Sakura said softly "Hmm" to Natsume Yayoi, and then stepped into the classroom first.Then, after seeing the girl on the bay window, she frowned.

Fuyutsuki Chizuru leaned against the window frame relaxedly, one hand on the book on her lap, and the other hand waved gently to Yukiyo Sakura.

"Good afternoon, Yukiyo-san."

"when are you leaving?"

Hearing that she would drive him away as soon as she came back, Fuyutsuki Chizuru sighed forcefully.

"Now. Okay?"

"Ah."

Fuyutsuki Chizuru jumped down from the bay window, then picked up the book recommended by Natsume Yayoi and walked towards the door.

Passing by Natsume Yayoi, she suddenly stopped and whispered:

"Don't give up on me. Even if you regret it, don't give up. Otherwise, I will hold a grudge."

After saying that, Fuyutsuki Chizuru left the reasoning department.

At this moment, Yukiyo Sakura had skillfully kicked off her shoes, climbed up the bay window, and opened the book she had brought with her.

"Teacher Fujiwara, come in." Yayoi Natsume took care of Kaori Fujiwara as she entered.

"Ah."

Kaori Fujiwara walked into the reasoning department classroom.

Opening the lesson plan to be used tomorrow, the woman took out a gel pen and prepared to annotate some content.

However, when Natsume Yayoi sat next to her, she suddenly remembered something and her face suddenly turned red...

【Ding dong! 】

【You have received a message! 】

Natsume Yayoi first glanced at the phone with the screen on Fujiwara Kaori's hand, then looked back at Yukiyo Sakura, who was not affected and was still immersed in the world of the book, and then took out her phone.

[Kaori Fujiwara: Please forget what you saw that day, otherwise... (beat.jpg)]

What do you mean by what you see?

He slowly turned his head and looked at the woman sitting next to him.

The woman seemed to be sorting out the lesson plan, but with one hand nervously guarding her chest and her cheeks flushed, Natsume Yayoi instantly recalled the "white shirt button break incident".

Natsume Yayoi's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he just subconsciously wanted to confirm whether her shirt was the same as last time, but was she discovered?

He coughed twice and did not reply to her message. Instead, he buried his head in reading a book.

There was obviously one more person, but the Reasoning Department became even quieter.

No one spoke.

The rustling sound of Fujiwara Kaori's pen tip touching the paper alternates with the clattering sound of the other two people turning the pages. On the surface, they are harmonious...

Chapter 22 The wind is very gentle tonight

"Junior, I'm here. See you tomorrow." After arriving at the station, Yukiyo Sakura stood up and waved goodbye to Natsume Yayoi.

"It's still early, let me see you off."

Natsume Yayoi's sudden suggestion did not make the girl hesitate. She nodded and said softly "Yeah".

The orange-red light in the sky was gradually swallowed up by the night, and the street lights on the roadside had just turned on.

The treetops sway slightly in the wind, with a rustling sound, which is soothing.

Natsume Yayoi walked side by side beside Yukiyo Sakura, but her attention was focused not far behind her.

There, someone was hiding in the shadows, watching them.

"Don't worry, that person won't hurt me."

Natsume Yayoi was stunned for a moment by Yukiyo Sakura's sudden words.

Because he found someone following Yukiyo Sakura, he made a request to send her home.But did the senior know that she was being followed?

"Senior, do you know me?"

"I don't know her, but I know she won't hurt me."

Natsume Yayoi scratched her head, "It seems I did something unnecessary."

The girl shook her head and said softly: "No, my junior wants to protect me, I'm very happy."

"Oh"

Walking downstairs to the apartment where Yukiyo Sakura was staying, a woman walked out of the shadows and turned around silently to leave.

It seems that her purpose is to protect Yukiyo Sakura and get home safely.

Knowing that the other party had no ill intentions, and having already sent Yukiyo Sakura home, Natsume Yayoi was ready to leave.

"Sister, see you tomorrow."

Yukiyo Sakura looked at his leaving back and hesitated for two seconds.

"Apprentice."

Natsume Yayoi turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Would you like to come up for a cup of tea?"

"is it okay?"

"I'm not very good at making tea, as long as you don't mind."

"Isn't it scarier than Mr. Fujiwara's cooking?"

Hearing him ask this, Yukiyo Sakura couldn't help but laugh.

"That's not necessarily the case. Do you want to drink?"

"of course."

The young man's heartbeat was a little cheerful, and even the corners of his mouth were raised unconsciously.

As soon as she walked into the room where Yukiyo Sakura stayed, Natsume Yayoi's eyes immediately jumped twice.

She is such a pure and innocent girl, but her room is so messy that it makes people feel heartbroken.

From the entrance to the living room, there are garbage bags of all sizes piled up. Littered books can be seen everywhere. Clothes from all seasons are scattered on the sofa. Above the clothes are pillows and folded quilts. There are two open books on the coffee table. , next to it is a desk lamp that I forgot to turn off.

Natsume Yayoi can already imagine Yukiyo Sakura's daily life: studying in the living room until late at night, and when she feels sleepy, she throws the pillow on the carpet and lies on it to sleep.

When Natsume Yayoi saw this, Yukiyo Sakura did not show any embarrassment.

She took off her shoes, kicked them aside, and then said to Natsume Yayoi: "Junior, come in."

Natsume Yayoi lowered her head and said "Excuse me" before walking into the room.

Perhaps because she had not thought about entertaining guests, or perhaps because she was not in the habit of wearing slippers, Yukiyo Sakura did not prepare slippers.

Following the girl into the room, her feet made a thumping sound on the floor, and a slight chill spread through her socks to the soles of her feet. Natsume Yayoi suddenly liked this feeling.

Yukiyo Sakura brought Natsume Yayoi to the living room and pointed to the carpet between the sofa and the coffee table, "Junior, please sit down for a while. I'm going to make tea."

"okay."

After watching the girl walk into the kitchen, Natsume Yayoi continued to look around the room and made a different discovery.

Although things are messy, there is no dust on the surface of the coffee table and the TV cabinet opposite. The clothes on the sofa also smell of good laundry detergent. This shows that the girl still pays attention to some extent. sanitary.

The line of sight continues to move.

There are wooden tables and chairs on the balcony, next to several pots of green plants.

Just as he was about to look away, his eyes suddenly froze.

On the blue underwear hanging on the balcony, the pattern of dolphins seemed familiar.

If I remember correctly, when I first walked into the reasoning department, this was what I saw.

After a while, Yukiyo Sakura came out of the kitchen with brewed tea and some snacks.

"Junior, the tea is ready."

Seeing Yayoi Natsume getting up to take it, she added, "Just sit down."

"Oh."

Natsume Yayoi sat back.

The girl knelt in front of him, put the plate on the coffee table, then picked up a mug and asked: "This is what I used to drink coffee before. Do you mind drinking tea from this?"

Natsume Yayoi took the cup with both hands, "I'm not that particular about tea."

The girl's wifely demeanor just now has been deeply engraved in his mind.

Yukiyo Sakura said "Yeah".She picked up another tea cup, sat on the carpet, leaned her back against the sofa, and took a sip.

After taking the tea, she frowned.

The taste is a bit bitter.