Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Fujiwara Kaori's body suddenly stiffened.

She raised her head slowly.

"Why? Why don't you listen to me?"

Looking at the woman's eyes that were red from crying, Natsume Yayoi was a little dazed.

The woman lowered her head again and muttered: "I hate this... I hate it the most... Obviously, as long as you don't get so close to her..."

Natsume Yayoi took out her mobile phone, took out the camera, and pointed it at Fujiwara Kaori.

"Teacher, look up."

Fujiwara Kaori raised her head blankly.

Click!

Click!

"You, what are you doing?"

"I'm not good at comforting people, but I am very good at threatening them. If the teacher continues to cry, I will post the photo I just took on the campus website to let all students know that the new class teacher in Class C of the first year is a crybaby... …”

Fujiwara Kaori hurriedly wiped her tears.

"Why is this... no, no... you can't post it... that would be too embarrassing... please, please delete it..."

"I didn't shoot."

"Huh!?" Fujiwara Kaori paused.

Natsume Yayoi shook the phone screen at Fujiwara Kaori.

Seeing that the person in the photo was Natsume Yayoi and not her, Fujiwara Kaori patted her chest with relief.

"That's good……"

Natsume Yayoi put her phone back in her pocket, sat next to her, and asked, "Teacher, why is the coat in your hand?"

"Would it be troublesome to be found to have a close relationship with a murderer? Even if you don't care what strangers think, what about friends? Friends of friends?

If you don’t want to be isolated, don’t let them find out…”

Natsume Yayoi looked sideways, and there was something different about the crying woman's pretty face.

He did not ask why Fujiwara Kaori cared so much about him, but pointed at her face and said, "Teacher, makeup is beautiful."

"Ah, sorry!"

The woman hurriedly turned her back to him and buried her face between her legs.

"teacher."

"Ok?"

"I remember very clearly what you said when you first met me. You said that for my safety, it was best to stay away from my senior sister...but..." Natsume Yayoi paused.

"But what?" Fujiwara Kaori turned around and asked.

She didn't even care if her makeup was seen.

"If I want to find hidden evidence, is there a more effective way than to stay with the suspect and observe her?"

"But then you should stay with Kuroda Shinya."

Fujiwara Kaori's words made Natsume Yayoi's heart skip a beat.

He suddenly discovered: Fujiwara Kaori never seemed to say that Yukiyo Sakura was the murderer of Nomura Ken.

[Isn’t the rhetoric of suicide excusing the murderer?It was like this last time, and it’s like this too】

I originally thought that Fujiwara Kaori looked sad and in a trance because of the death of her fiancé, but thinking about it carefully, Fujiwara Kaori later mentioned Nomura Ken and did not show much sadness...

So whose death was she sad about in the first place?

The dead head of the reasoning department, Aoi Shimizu?Or is there someone else?

The events became more and more complicated.

Besides that, there was something else that concerned him very much.

Fujiwara Kaori knew that Nomura Ken's death was related to Kuroda Nobuya, and she might even have some evidence in her hands, but she had no intention of calling the police...

In a daze, the shadow-like mist gradually swallowed up the woman's body.

Click!

Seeing Natsume Yayoi silently raising her phone to take pictures, Fujiwara Kaori was a little confused.

"What are you doing?"

"I always felt that I might be able to use the teacher's tricks in the future, so I subconsciously wanted to take pictures..."

"Eh, no, no..."

Fujiwara Kaori immediately reached out and snatched away his phone, and deleted the photos Natsume Yayoi had just taken.

Then, she returned the phone to Natsume Yayoi and said with bulging cheeks: "I am a teacher, you can't tease me like this! Do you hear me?"

Natsume Yayoi nodded slightly regretfully.

"Um……"

"and also……"

"What else?"

"You are not allowed to die around her."

Looking at the seriousness in the woman's eyes, Natsume Yayoi was silent for two seconds.

"Teacher, those who have managed to survive are the ones who cherish their lives the most..."

After saying that, he turned around and left the rooftop.

Watching the boy's leaving figure, Fujiwara Kaori put her hand on her chest and murmured:

"If you stay, there's nothing you can do..."

Going down the stairs, Natsume Yayoi took out her mobile phone.

Open the photo album and slide to the second to last photo.

Fujiwara Kaori's eyes were filled with tears, and the pear-shaped face made him feel confused.

What are you crying about?

What is the purpose of driving me away?

I occasionally leave some small details when I write a book. It is not inconsistent. If I find it, it is the simplest reasoning.

Chapter 26 Fujiwara Kaori’s thoughtfulness and tenderness

"Everyone, the first academic ability test for admission will be in a few days. You have to work hard," Kaori Fujiwara clenched her fists and encouraged the students.

Because her appearance was too soft and her voice was gentle, this action didn't sound like encouragement, but more like coquettishness.

However, precisely because of this, the effect was unexpectedly good.

The boy in the class responded like a wolf howling, which startled her.

Then, she showed a gentle smile.

"Everyone is very energetic, so I feel relieved. The next class is tennis, so please pay attention to safety when exercising."

After saying that, Fujiwara Kaori planned to leave the classroom.

Before leaving, she glanced at Natsume Yayoi, who was sitting by the window, her cheeks slightly bulging.

"Natsume, let's go and change clothes together." Kondohiko habitually hooked his arms around Natsume Yayoi's neck and prepared to go out with him.

"Okay, by the way, I might not be able to form a team with you?"

Kondo Yan was stunned for a moment.

"why?"

"Someone asked me to form a team, and I couldn't refuse."

Kondo Yan couldn't believe what he heard.

Except for a few of them, Natsume Yayoi has almost no contact with her classmates. In this case, who would ask him to form a team?

At this time, Sayuri Aikawa jumped up to them with her hands behind her back.

"The person who forms a team with Natsume is me!"

"Men and women can't be grouped together, right? And aren't you in the same group as Lin?"

Sayuri Aikawa nodded and said, "That's right originally."

Then, she changed her tone, "However, Mizushima took leave from the last tennis lesson. When he came back, the groupings had been decided, which meant that Mizushima would be alone.

Today at noon, after Natsume and I finished eating, we went to discuss with the tennis teacher and let Mizushima be paired with Lin.

As for me, because I have an outgoing personality and good physical strength, I have no problem even if I team up with a male.

So, from now on, I will be paired with Natsume. "

The girl pulled Natsume Yayoi behind her and looked at Kondo Hiko with a proud look on her face.

Kondohiko immediately pulled Natsume Yayoi back.

"I was the one who was originally teamed up with him, right? You are in a team with Natsume, what should I do? Moreover, the teacher changed the team without my consent, and I don't agree!"

“I have already thought of a solution to this matter.

The teacher needs one person to cooperate to demonstrate the teaching, because you are a formal member of the basketball club, have good physical fitness, and are fully qualified to work as a tennis class teaching assistant.

Moreover, Ayan is so handsome, and having you as his assistant can also inspire girls to learn tennis.

Therefore, with my strong recommendation, the teacher has agreed. "

Kondohiko stretched out his trembling fingers, pointed at Sayuri Aikawa, and said tremblingly: "You, you, you"

The girl stuck out her tongue: "Hey."