Evil schoolgirl stalks me

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While eating, Kondo Yan received such news.

Although he didn't know why Natsume Yayoi suddenly posted this, he immediately put down his chopsticks and clicked.

"Ayan, eat first..."

"I'll see you later..."

The boy's words stopped abruptly as the singing came from the mobile phone.

Looking at the girl wearing a mask humming softly on the screen, he pursed his lips and silently closed the page.

He came to the balcony, locked the balcony door, and sent a message to Natsume Yayoi.

[Kondo Hiko: What is this? 】

[Natsume Yayoi: Live broadcast, you don’t even know this? 】

[Kondo Hiko: Why? 】

[Natsume Yayoi: Idols don’t just stand on stage, right? 】

Kondo Yan didn't ask again.

He squatted on the ground and opened the website Yayoi Natsume sent him again.

After watching it for a while, he suddenly felt his eyes were a little sore, so he put the phone on the ground and buried his face in his legs.

In his ears, the girl's singing voice carried his soul through the time shrouded in darkness.

"Ayan, brother, how do I sing?"

"Does it sound good? Hey hey..."

"I want to become an idol and shine brightly. There must be many people who like me..."

"Hehehe..."

Chapter 260 Girl’s Night Attack

In the middle of the night, Sayuri Aikawa secretly opened the bedroom door.

The bright moonlight outside the window reflected the living room in a hazy glow, making it quiet.

The girl patted her chest gently and breathed a cautious sigh of relief.

Although her parents were already asleep at this time, she was still super nervous.

If your father or mother is discovered when they get up to go to the toilet or drink water, they will really die.

Fortunately, everything is normal.

Sayuri Aikawa tiptoed, holding on to the wall, and tiptoed to Natsume Yayoi's bedroom.

Raising her hand and placing it on the handle, she glanced back guiltily before gently twisting it.

click~

In the quiet living room, even the slightest sound became harsh.

The frightened girl finally breathed a sigh of relief when she walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

bang~

"Ah~"

Aikawa Ayako sat up from the sofa and sighed helplessly.

Although I had already had a hunch that something was not going right between my daughter and Natsume Yayoi, when I found out, I still felt a little sad inside.

After all, Natsume Yayoi is very similar to Aikawa Yu.

She couldn't help but think that maybe her son had never died, but just to achieve his goal, he faked his death and escaped, and came here with a new identity.

clap~

Aikawa Ayako patted her cheek gently and rubbed it vigorously.

"What~How is it possible~"

How could I think so after witnessing my son's body?

It's so unfair to both the living and the dead.

Tears flowed down silently along the fingers.

Sayuri Aikawa, who still didn't know what happened in the living room, lowered her footsteps and breathing as much as possible and came to Natsume Yayoi's side.

Gently lifting his hair, the young man's delicate face looked hazy under the moonlight, making her feel a little dazed.

Admiring the face that belonged to her alone at this moment, Sayuri Aikawa was secretly happy with a smile on her face.

Secretly poking his face, she lowered her head and kissed him carefully.

Suddenly, Sayuri Aikawa's body stiffened.

Natsume Yayoi, who didn't know when she woke up, held her head and kissed her lips hard, making her panic.

"Uuuuuuu~"

The girl struggled subconsciously, but her strength became weaker and weaker.

The slippers were accidentally kicked off during the struggle, and she was [forced] to lie down next to Natsume Yayoi.

"You, what are you doing?"

In the dim light, the girl in pajamas looked like an elf shrouded in the moonlight.

Sayuri Aikawa's watery eyes were shining, staring at Natsume Yayoi without blinking.

"I should ask you this, right? You sneaked into my room early in the morning and secretly kissed me while I was sleeping. What do you want to do?" Natsume Yayoi put her hands on both sides of her cheeks and stared at her. asked her.

As if feeling a little embarrassed, Sayuri Aikawa turned her face to the side in embarrassment.

"Only, I just came to see you because I couldn't sleep. I didn't secretly kiss you."

"Ok?"

"That's not a secret kiss, because the light is too dark, you can only see clearly if you get closer~" the girl pouted and argued.

Hearing what she said, Natsume Yayoi smiled and pinched her face.

"Well, that's my fault for blaming you."

After saying that, he lay down next to Sayuri Aikawa and held her in his arms.

Sayuri Aikawa got into his arms, rubbed her cheek against his chest, and closed her eyes.

"Aikawa."

"Ok?"

"Did something happen?"

The girl's body trembled slightly.

After she recovered, she hugged Yayoi Natsume tightly and said, "No."

"Oh……"

Although he knew that Sayuri Aikawa would not come to him in the middle of the night for no reason, since she said so, Natsume Yayoi did not ask further questions.

He stroked her back tenderly, kissed her fragrant hair, and took a deep breath.

"Aikawa, you smell so good."

"Hmm~"

"The body is very soft."

"……Um……"

"It's very comfortable to hold."

"...Don't, stop talking...I'm so embarrassed..." Sayuri Aikawa twisted her body unnaturally and said coquettishly.

"Good night."

Upon hearing these words, the shame on the girl's cheeks quickly faded away.

"...Oh. Good night..."

In fact, she had something to say to Natsume Yayoi.

However, when the words came to her lips, she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

She pressed her cheek against his chest and listened to his heart. She pursed her lips and hugged him tighter.

The unknown chirping of insects resounded under the moonlight, and the glass windows were dimmed by the moonlight. The girl hid in his arms and slowly opened her eyes.

She can't sleep.

After being silent for a long time, she finally couldn't help shouting softly: "...Natsume, are you asleep?"

"Ah."

"Oh...huh?!"

Natsume Yayoi opened her eyes, let go of the girl in her arms, turned around and turned on the bedside lamp.

Soft yellow light illuminates the small half of the bedroom.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" Natsume Yayoi turned sideways to face her, stroking her hair and asked.

After hesitating for a moment, Sayuri Aikawa whispered: "..." "I dreamed about my brother."

Natsume Yayoi's heart skipped a beat.

Then, he took Sayuri Aikawa into his arms and patted her back.

"What kind of dream?" he asked.