Evil schoolgirl stalks me

"My clothes are all wet. Come in quickly."

Yukiyo Sakura put the slippers in front of him, reached out and took his umbrella and the umbrella she lent him.

"excuse me."

Natsume Yayoi walked into the entrance hall and changed her shoes.

Yukiyo Sakura bent down and picked up his shoes and said, "I'll dry the shoes."

The girl's voice paused.

She noticed that there were red marks on the inside of the shoes.

Is it blood?

"Sister? What's wrong?"

Yukiyo Sakura held her shoes and looked up and down at Natsume Yayoi.

Even though he brought an umbrella, the heavy rain still made his clothes wet and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Junior, you will catch a cold if you continue like this. Go take a shower first."

"No, senior, there are no men's clothes here, and my home is very close to here. It's the same if I go back to take a shower. However, I have something else to do today, and I want senior to help me find a copy."

"You can wear my bathrobe, because it's very roomy, so it doesn't matter if you wear it as a junior." Yukiyo Sakura interrupted him.

Then, she pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "The washing machine is inside, wash your clothes."

".good."

As for what to do if the clothes cannot be dried after washing on a rainy day, Natsume Yayoi did not ask.

Before entering the bathroom, he looked around the living room and found that there were many more packed garbage bags.

Entering the girl's bathroom, Natsume Yayoi took off her soaked top and threw it into the washing machine.

Just as he was about to take off his pants, he heard Yukiyo Sakura pushing the door open and walking in.

Natsuki Yayoi was stunned for a moment.

Just now, I seemed to have closed the door.

Turning around and seeing the key in Yukiyo Sakura's hand, he was silent for a second.

"Sister, you."

"Here, bathrobe." The girl handed him the pure white bathrobe.

"Thank you."

After Yukiyo Sakura walked out, Natsume Yayoi closed the bathroom door again.

Compared with the cherry blossom smell that I usually smell in the club classroom, the scent of the soft bathrobe in my hand is stronger.

The restless heart gradually calmed down.

Natsume Yayoi took a deep breath, put the bathrobe on top of her clothes, then walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

The slightly hot water flows through the hair and body, completely dispelling the discomfort of soaked clothes clinging to the skin.

Natsume Yayoi felt lazy all over.

Wearing my senior's bathrobe, I always feel like I'm being held in my senior's arms.

Seeing that he came out so early, Yukiyo Sakura asked with some confusion: "Junior, why did he come out so quickly? Didn't you take a bath?"

"I have to wash it again at night. Soaking it now is a waste of water."

"Oh"

Arriving next to the girl, Natsume Yayoi carefully bent her knees and sat on the carpet between the coffee table and the sofa.

Yukiyo Sakura pushed the mug in front of her to him.

"Freshly brewed black tea."

"Thank you."

The young man held up the mug and took a sip of tea.

Yukiyo Sakura looked at Natsume Yayoi's profile.

The half-dried hair was slightly messy and scattered around her ears. The true appearance that she accidentally spied on that day was vaguely visible, but it was not clear.

"Apprentice."

"Ok?"

"You just said that you have something else to do today. What is it?"

Natsume Yayoi put down her cup and said: "Because I usually like to read mystery novels, I have an impression of basically all types of mystery novels. But recently someone recommended a novel, and I have no impression at all, and I can't find it. So I wanted to come Senior sister, let me ask you if you have heard of it."

Hearing what he said, Yukiyo Sakura also became interested.

"It should be a very niche type. Although I read more books, I can't guarantee that I have heard of it. Let me tell you the name first."

"The Assassin Detective."

Yukiyo Sakura frowned and thought for a long time.

Finally, she shook her head.

"Sorry, I have no impression at all."

"It's okay. I just took the opportunity to ask. Although it's a pity, it's not necessary to see it."

Natsume Yayoi seemed indifferent to this, but Yukiyo Sakura was very concerned about it.

"But, I also want to see it."

"what?"

"I heard that a book I haven't read has been recommended by others, so I have no choice but to read it." Yukiyo Sakura said seriously.

Looking at the girl's slightly raised eyebrows because of her seriousness, her pursed lips, and the bright colors reflected in her blue pupils, Natsume Yayoi smiled unconsciously.

"This is so cute."

"what?"

"I will continue to look for that book. If I find it, I will show it to my senior sister."

"Ok!"

Natsume Yayoi and Yukiyo Sakura leaned side by side on the sofa, drinking a cup of black tea for a long time.

The washing machine in the bathroom makes a beeping sound to remind you that the clothes have been washed.

Natsume Yayoi was about to stand up and take out her clothes when she heard Yukiyo Sakura say: "Put it there first. The wind is a bit strong today, and you will get wet if you hang it on the balcony."

"Oh"

"have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"Me neither."

Natsume Yayoi: "???"

Turning his head, the girl was looking at him with burning eyes.

"Junior, I'm not good at cooking."

Hearing what she said, Natsume Yayoi seemed to understand something.

He tentatively said: "So, I know a little bit about it. If you don't mind, I will do it?"

"Yeah. The only eggs and kombu left in the refrigerator are some rice, and there seems to be some vegetable salad left."

"Then we can only have fried rice with eggs."

"Egg fried rice?"

"The cooking skills of a man living alone, instant noodles, fried rice and takeaway. I have upgraded them to the full level."

“Does takeout count?”

"Don't worry about these details. It takes some time to cook the rice, and it also needs to be put in the refrigerator for a while. Is that okay?"

"It doesn't matter, there's plenty of time."

Thinking of the undried clothes in the washing machine, Natsume Yayoi silently repeated in her mind: Do you have a lot of time?

When he walked into the kitchen, Yukiyo Sakura lowered her head, opened the book in her hand, and continued reading.

[Shimamura understood that he wanted to find this woman from the beginning, but he kept beating around the bush as usual, which made him hate himself. At the same time, he felt that this woman was extraordinarily beautiful.]

(ps: "Snow Country": Section [-])

Yukiyo Sakura couldn't tell whether Natsume Yayoi's fried rice skill had reached the full level as he said, but at least she thought it was delicious.

After clearing away the dishes, she returned to the living room and stretched out her hands to Natsume Yayoi.

"Junior, come."

Seeing the girl kneeling in front of him, Natsume Yayoi's heart skipped a beat.

"Sister?"

"Don't you like this, junior? As a reward for cooking."

The young man hesitated for a moment and slowly lowered his head.

Her cheek touched the girl's warm skin, and she was wearing a bathrobe with the girl's body fragrance. Natsume Yayoi's consciousness gradually faded in the fragrance of cherry blossoms that filled the surroundings.

The girl gently ruffled his hair, looked at his stretched eyebrows, and murmured in confusion:

"Why beat around the bush?"

The sound of rain falling outside the window was continuous.

Chapter 60 Chiba Rika just wants to

"Good morning, Natsume-san."