Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Natsume Yayoi wiped away the shy tears on her face and said softly: "You understand what I'm talking about, don't you?"

The girl slowly lowered her head.

Of course she understands.

The mother must have thought the two were dating.but……

Relationships are not that simple.

She buried her face in the pillow and said dullly: "I, I don't know..."

"We can only date, right?"

Hearing these words, Aikawa Sayuri immediately raised her head.

"Don't~"

Natsume Yayoi held her pretty aggrieved and flustered face and asked, "Why?"

"In that case, there is no other way. This is the only way... it must be like this..." The girl said word by word, as if she was explaining and convincing herself.

Natsume Yayoi understood that she was referring to revenge on Kondo Hiko.

"...I mean, just in front of Ayako Auntie, pretending to be in a relationship."

"Eh?"

"Otherwise how to explain?"

Sayuri Aikawa lowered her head, thought for a long time, and then nodded.

"Yeah, that's right..."

"So?" Natsume Yayoi grabbed her hand, slowly spread her fingers, and inserted her fingers into hers.

Sayuri Aikawa subconsciously spread her fingers apart and interlocked with his.

Then, she raised her head and said cautiously: "Then, there is nothing we can do..."

After saying this, she suddenly felt a little relaxed all over.

Even the air he breathed became fresher than before.

Natsume Yayoi squeezed her soft hand and smiled at her.

"In this way, it won't matter if Aunt Ayako catches us kissing again, or even more, right?"

"Of course it does matter! No, mom can't see it!" Sayuri Aikawa said hurriedly.

It would be so embarrassing to be seen by my mother, let alone more...

"So, why didn't you close the door just now?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

Thinking of what just happened, the girl subconsciously clenched her fists.

She hesitated: "I...I thought...the door was locked..."

Natsume Yayoi was silent for two seconds.

"Pfft~"

"Why are you still laughing?"

"No."

"You were obviously smiling just now."

"illusion."

"It's not an illusion!"

The girl whose lips were plucked let out a short whimper, and then slowly closed her eyes.

She put her hands on his shoulders, raised her jade neck, and responded to his kiss, no longer thinking about what had just happened.

After a while, Natsume Yayoi let go of her lips.

The girl opened her eyes and pursed her moist lips. Her eyes, which were originally red from crying due to shyness, were now rippling with water.

"Natsume."

"Ok?"

"I'm just pretending to be dating in front of my mother, I can't have other thoughts..."

Natsume Yayoi put his forehead against hers and asked, "What do you mean by other thoughts?"

"It's just that I want to take the opportunity to confess my feelings and then have a real relationship... No, that's not allowed..."

"Aikawa."

"Ok?"

"I like you."

Hearing his words, Sayuri Aikawa trembled.

Then, she pouted and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito: "I told you no, you can't take advantage of this opportunity..."

"It's not a confession."

"Eh?"

"It's for pleasure."

With that said, Natsume Yayoi slowly placed her on the bed.

The girl nervously held the folded quilt in her arms to stop Natsume Yayoi from approaching.

"Wait, wait...Mom..."

"Aunt Ayako went shopping for groceries."

"Can……"

"It takes an hour to prepare the food."

"That's too..."

Natsume Yayoi put her finger on her lips, stopping her from continuing to speak.

Sayuri Aikawa's eyes blinked, then she opened her mouth slightly and bit his finger lightly.

She raised her hands, opened her arms, and had a nice blush on her cheeks.

"Bad, bad people! They will bully me!"

Originally, she didn't really intend to refuse...

……

Aikawa Ayako walked to the door and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door. However, the sound in her ears stopped her.

After stopping for a moment, she turned around carefully and left without making a sound.

I originally thought that saying those words before I left would make the two of them calm down, but I didn't expect...

"It's absurd!"

She spat, stroking her hot face.

……

After sorting out the computer accessories related to the live broadcast, Sayuri Aikawa, wearing a mask, started the live broadcast under the guidance of Amano Amane.

"Hello, this is Sunflower."

"Hello, this, this is... datura (mandala)." Sayuri Aikawa said nervously.

Although the live broadcast room she is currently in has no audience, Amano Amane's live broadcast room has many, and because the two of them are on the mic, the number of people in her current live broadcast room has begun to increase rapidly.

"Then I'll call you D-chan. Hey, wait, it's a lie!" Suddenly, Amano Amane shouted in the headset.

"What, what's wrong?" Sayuri Aikawa asked somewhat uneasily.

"You were still like that the other day, why did you suddenly become so cute? You're lying!"

During the daytime match, Sayuri Aikawa disguised herself and looked super inconspicuous. But when she came back, her hair was arranged, and after taking off her glasses, plus the remaining charm in her eyes, even with a mask on, Amano still made Amano Yuyin was amazed.

"That, that..."

"Because I'm worried that my sister will be noticed by strange people, I usually dress her up like that. In this way, there will be fewer snoops." Natsume Yayoi helped the nervous Aikawa Sayuri out of trouble.

"...That's it, it's understandable...Wait! Your sister? What do you mean? She is not your girlfriend..."

"Because I'm a girl-controller."

"what?"

"Sorry, I didn't expect that you, a Japanese, can't understand Japanese."

"What?"

“Because I’m a girl-controller.” (Chinese)

"Hey! I'm calling the police."

While the two were talking, barrages began to float on Sayuri Aikawa's screen.

However, because she couldn't understand, she had to tug at the corner of Natsume Yayoi's clothes and asked, "Natsume, what is this?"

"These are blessings."

"Eh?"

"I wish us a long life together, a son soon, and a lifetime of love."

Natsume Yayoi looked at the strange words like "Orthopedics" and "Broken Leg" and said seriously.

"Huh? Yes, is that so?" Sayuri Aikawa shyly bowed to the camera and said, "Thank you~"

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Under Amano Amane's [kindhearted] translation, the number of comments in Sayuri Aikawa's live broadcast room suddenly increased.