Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Fuyutsuki Chizuru made a somewhat surprised sound, because Natsume Yayoi moved the chair with her from behind and moved it to the other side of the table. Then he pulled the chair he had just sat on under the window.

Finally, Natsume Yayoi placed the two stacked books in front of Fuyutsuki Chizuru, and then said: "President Fuyutsuki, if you like this chair, please feel free to sit on it."

"how about you?"

"what?"

The girl lay on the book and stretched her arms, then looked at him sideways and asked:

"Can you be like a chair, I can use it as I like?"

The words seemed like a joke, but Fuyuzuki Chizuru's eyes looked so serious that Natsume Yayoi thought seriously for a while before giving her answer.

"No."

The girl let out a disappointed "Oh", folded her arms, and buried her face in them.

"Stingy~"

Noticing a foot crawling up his calf to his knee and stepping on it twice, Natsume Yayoi frowned, grabbed her foot and scratched her sole.

Fuyutsuki Chizuru's body trembled.

"Hmm~!"

Natsume Yayoi let go of her hand, and she quietly put her foot back.

Just when Natsume Yayoi thought she would be more honest, Fuyutsuki Chizuru raised her reddish face and showed a proud smile.

"Junior, if you touch a girl's foot, you must be responsible."

After staring into the girl's black flame-like pupils for a moment, the boy lowered his eyes and looked at the book in his hand.

[When it comes to real danger, I will run away!If you want to die, just die alone! 】

("Norwegian Wood": Midoriko asked Watanabe, are you willing to die with me? Watanabe replied this way.)

Chapter 69 The girl listening to the heartbeat

Midway, Fuyutsuki Chizuru received a call from the student union and left the reasoning department. Fujiwara Kaori also said goodbye to Natsume Yayoi near the end of club activities.

The classroom with only two people left became even quieter.

After a while, Natsume Yayoi closed the book and turned her head to look at Yukiyo Sakura on the window sill.

Most of the girl's body was reflected red by the setting sun, and her long hair seemed to have been dyed a little more orange.

Sensing his gaze, Yukiyo Sakura raised her head from the book and asked with some confusion: "Are you going back already?"

"I've just been reading for too long. I'm a little tired. Let's take a rest."

"Oh."

Yukiyo Sakura lowered her head and prepared to continue reading.

"Sister."

"Huh?" The girl raised her head again.

"Will it be noisy?"

"what?"

"Teacher Fujiwara and President Fuyuki, they come here often, do you think it's noisy?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

Yukiyo Sakura frowned slightly and thought for a moment.

Then, she shook her head.

"The two of them don't dare to think too much here, so it doesn't matter."

Hearing [dare not], Natsume Yayoi's heart moved.

Don't dare?

Is it because you know Yukiyo Sakura's mind-reading ability?

However, if you are worried, why do you come here so often?

Perhaps, for Fuyutsuki Chizuru, this is also part of the deal?

But what about Kaori Fujiwara?

"Apprentice."

"Ok?"

"Do you like stockings?"

The girl's straightforward question made Natsume Yayoi stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he thought about why Yukiyo Sakura asked this.

Fuyutsuki Chizuru just revealed the secret between herself and Fujiwara Kaori, which means Yukiyo Sakura knows everything.

Natsume Yayoi always felt a little embarrassed when the girl she admired knew about it.

However, this embarrassment also made him discover something.

As expected, he was partially influenced by his original self.

At least there should be no embarrassment towards the man named [Natsuki].

However, it is natural that body and soul influence each other.

After thinking about this matter clearly, Natsume Yayoi scratched her face unnaturally and said, "I should say, I don't hate it."

As for the fact that the cause of the incident was actually a misunderstanding by Fujiwara Kaori, Natsume Yayoi did not intend to explain.

At this point, it is no longer appropriate to talk about misunderstandings.

And, I really don’t hate it.

My senior sister’s character doesn’t seem like someone who cares about such things.

perhaps?

"Don't you hate it?" Yukiyo Sakura repeated, then lowered her head and thought for a while, "Junior, it's your turn."

"what?"

"My question is over."

Natsume Yayoi realized that Yukiyo Sakura was talking about the agreement between the two of them to understand each other.

After careful consideration, he asked what he had just worried about.

"What do you think, senior, about my agreement with Mr. Fujiwara?"

"It's good that I don't hate you, my junior."

"I'm asking for your opinion, senior sister."

"Me? I don't understand."

"Don't understand?"

"Well, because I don't know my junior, I don't understand this kind of thing."

Yukiyo Sakura's voice was full of doubts, but at least she didn't show any dissatisfaction or disgust. It was enough for Natsume Yayoi to know this.

However, Yukiyo Sakura's next behavior made him dumbfounded.

She raised her left foot and stepped on the bay window, slowly took off her knee-high socks, then raised her other foot, took off the other one, and finally handed it to Natsume Yayoi.

"Here you are."

"Senior, what are you doing?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

"Here you go." Yukiyo Sakura said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"I mean why?"

"what why?"

"Why are you giving me this all of a sudden?"

"Because junior said I don't hate it, I'll give it to you."

Natsume Yayoi looked carefully into the eyes of the girl in front of her.

The depths of her clear blue pupils reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, making them look particularly beautiful.

He was so immersed in such beauty that he was stunned for a while.

After regaining consciousness, Natsume Yayoi shook her head.

"Senior, you'd better put it on."

"Why? Junior, don't you like this?"

This time, it was Yukiyo Sakura who asked.

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just..." Natsume Yayoi suddenly hesitated for a moment and fell silent.

"Just what?"

Natsume Yayoi did not answer, but silently took the knee-high socks with her body temperature from her hands, unfolded them, then picked up the girl's white feet that were resting on the window edge, and slowly put them on.

Yukiyo Sakura tilted her head, seeming a little confused, but she did not stop Natsume Yayoi, but cooperated by raising her legs and then lowering them.

Most of Natsume Yayoi's attention was focused on the elastic skin of the girl's legs at her fingertips, and the remaining part was used to think about what she said to Yukiyo Sakura.

"Senpai, you know why Fujiwara-sensei gave me that, right?"

Yukiyo Sakura nodded and said, "I know, it's a reward for improving your grades."

"Senpai has given me enough rewards, I don't need to be like Fujiwara-sensei. Another one."

"Oh" Yukiyo Sakura put down her left leg, raised her right foot and put it in his hand, saying, "You don't accept it even though you don't hate it. It's strange for me, my junior."

"I obviously didn't do anything, but my senior sister suddenly wants to reward me. She is also very strange."

"is it?"

".Um."