Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Fuyutsuki Chizuru thought for a moment, then nodded.

"That's true, but I can't just sit back and do nothing after being asked to do so by my junior. Who makes my junior feel sorry for Mr. Fujiwara? With such a beautiful woman, you can't bear to let her get hurt, right?"

Ignoring her last teasing words, Natsume Yayoi said again: "So, in return, is there anything I can do?"

"Hasn't my junior brother already repaid me?"

Natsume Yayoi immediately remembered Fuyutsuki Chizuru's request when she said she wanted to help solve the matter.

[Recommend a few novels you like to me. 】

The young man shook his head and said, "That can't be considered repayment."

Seemingly troubled by Natsume Yayoi's persistence, Fuyutsuki Chizuru rubbed her forehead helplessly.

"Okay, okay, let me think about it..."

After a moment, her eyes lit up.

"I figured it out!"

"What is it?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

Fuyutsuki Chizuru did not answer, but turned her back to him and said, "Can you help me take it off?"

"it is good."

Natsume Yayoi took a step forward and parted the hair on the back of the girl's head, revealing her fair and slender neck.

His fingers carefully grasped the clasp of the silver-white necklace and separated it. Then, he spread his hands outward, as if hugging her from behind, and took the necklace off her eyes.

"All right."

Natsume Yayoi placed the necklace in her hand.

Fuyutsuki Chizuru held the necklace in one hand, touched the back of her neck with the other hand, and said with a smile: "Did you think that we would kiss you?"

"No matter how much you think about it, you won't kiss me."

"Isn't it beautiful enough?"

"No, it's beautiful."

"Then the relationship is not close enough?" Fuyuki Chizuru asked again.

"Maybe."

Natsume Yayoi did not answer the question directly, and the girl did not care.

She put the necklace in his hand and said: "The student union lacks a warehouse manager. Because there are many important documents, I can't trust them to others. So, can I ask my junior?"

The key in her palm was warm and smooth, and Natsume Yayoi couldn't tell whether it was the residue in her palm or the illusion caused by the key having been hidden in another realm.

Putting the keys in his pocket, he said, "I like this position very much."

The more she wants to draw a clear distance, the more Fuyutsuki Chizuru will use conditions he cannot refuse to get involved with him. If this continues, one day she will be unable to escape...

However, Natsume Yayoi thought of what Fuyutsuki Chizuru once said.

【You will regret this.You will definitely regret it. 】

【Don’t give up on me.Even if you regret it, don’t give up.Otherwise, I will hold a grudge. 】

Perhaps, from the moment he decided to help her, there was no way he could escape.

After all, it's not a good thing to think about being held a grudge against by an evil senior.

Fuyuzuki Chizuru quietly walked up to Natsume Yayoi, stood on tiptoes, and said softly: "Junior, from now on, you are mine."

If you join the student union, you will automatically become the president of the student union. This is a matter of course.

But Natsume Yayoi knew that this was definitely not what Fuyutsuki Chizuru wanted to express.

"Suddenly I feel that the key is a little hot. Is it still too late?" He took out the key and asked tentatively.

Fuyutsuki Chizuru clasped her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "What do you think?"

"I feel like it's too late."

"Since you know," Fuyutsuki Chizuru took his hand into a fist with both hands, inserted it into his pocket, and said, "keep it well. How can there be any reason to return a girl's token of love?"

"I'm sorry, what did senior sister just say?"

"A token of love."

"Please say it again, I can't hear you clearly."

Fuyutsuki Chizuru puffed up her cheeks pretending to be angry.

"No matter how many times you say it, junior brother will pretend not to hear it, right?"

"Now that you know it, don't say weird things."

Natsume Yayoi responded to her with the sentence she just said.

Knowing that he did this on purpose, the girl rolled her eyes at him.

"What a cautious man."

"I want to go back to the classroom, senior sister?"

"I won't disturb your two-person world today. You have to have a limit when it comes to being clingy, otherwise you'll really be hated by your juniors, and that's not good. Let's go."

"Ah."

Natsume Yayoi watched Fuyutsuki Chizuru step through the corridor door, and then prepared to lock the door.

At this time, Fuyutsuki Chizuru shouted:

"Mr. Natsuki. (Chinese)"

This title made Natsume Yayoi's heart tremble.

"what's up?"

"You're good at dealing with women, right?"

"No, not at all."

"Would you like to come to my house with Qianhua as a guest this weekend?"

Looking at the burning fireworks in Fuyuzuki Chizuru's ink-colored pupils, Natsume Yayoi was silent for a while.

"Senior, Qianhua regards me as her father, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Fuyutsuki Chizuru grabbed his hand, put it against her cheek, and rubbed it twice.

"Then I will treat her as my daughter. I promise that she will not be put in danger.

After all, I don’t want to be kited by my juniors…”

Chapter 90 Senior sister falls in love?

Natsume Yayoi opened the door of the reasoning department classroom, and the girl sitting on the window sill reading raised her head as if she had no idea.

The slightly divergent blue pupils gradually converged and soon became as bright as stars.

"Student, you are here."

Natsume Yayoi always felt that the girl's voice sounded more cheerful than usual.

Is it an illusion?

He wasn't sure.

But my heart started to jump for joy.

[Senior is happy because she sees me]. Once this thought comes up, it will never go away.

"Good afternoon, senior."

While he responded to her briskly, he walked into the classroom and closed the door. He threw his schoolbag on the pile of books aside, walked to the cleared cabinet, and took out the tea-making tools prepared by Kaori Fujiwara.

Yukiyo Sakura closed the book and looked at Natsume Yayoi quietly until he made tea.

"Senior, the tea is a bit hot, so I'll put it here first." Natsume Yayoi put the tea for two on the long table and said.

Yukiyo Sakura didn't speak, she just kept looking at him.

Natsume Yayoi was a little confused when she saw that Yukiyo Sakura was neither reading nor speaking.

"Senior, do you have anything you want to ask?"

Yukiyo Sakura nodded and said, "Junior, I came later than usual today. I'm very curious."

Natsume Yayoi was stunned for a moment.

If there was anything that took up time, it was just chatting with Fuyutsuki Chizuru for a while, but Yukiyo Sakura is usually immersed in books, would she also pay attention to the time?

"Sorry, I was late because I was chatting with President Fuyutsuki about something."

"Oh..." Yukiyo Sakura said "Oh" to express that she understood. Then, she seemed to have thought of something difficult to understand and frowned.

Seeing her like this, Natsume Yayoi asked: "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

"I have no idea."

"Ok?"

"Obviously I just wanted to know why my junior was late, but when I heard my explanation, I became even more curious. I was curious about where my junior was with her, what they said, and what they did. And..."

The girl raised her left hand and covered her chest, frowning and whispering, "I feel weird. My junior is late and I'm a little angry, but I'm not usually like this. Why?"

Natsume Yayoi's heart seemed to be ignited by the girl's words, becoming hot, blood flowed through her body, and her breathing began to quicken slightly.

The frown on the girl's brow was pitiful, and one couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms and comfort her softly, but thinking so in his heart, Natsume Yayoi did not act, but handed her the tea at hand.

"Senior, drink tea."

Yukiyo Sakura put the book on her lap, took it with both hands, and said softly: "Thank you."

Natsume Yayoi also picked up the tea, took a sip, and admired the girl's posture of lowering her head to drink tea.

After she put down the tea, he asked casually: "Senior, have you noticed when I come every day?"

"Huh? Is there any?"