Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

Ah... is it?

Tianhai Shazhi suddenly felt a little lost, she let out a long breath of uncomfortable air, her half-down eyelashes covered her dim eyes——but, the day Saki Loved was drinking, she didn't even want to kiss me.

In the end, whether alcohol messes people's hearts or alcohol strengthens people's courage, the answer is already in front of me.

Saki loves her like a gentle little beast that doesn't know how to be cruel, lying on her chest and talking nonsense after drinking: "You dance very fast here."

She just relied on her drunkenness to say what she wanted to say but didn't dare: "Shazhi, don't lie to me."

Who is lying?

She was lying, she said that no one could compare to Saori, that she was her only and best friend.

She was lying, she said she kissed her only when she was drunk, that she didn't like Aoi Ayase.

She was lying, she said she didn't want to have a secret from Saori.

Memories are like circles of illusory bubbles, and in the transparent bubbles, her brows or blue eyes are shining brightly.

Then the colorful bubble halo rose and shattered like a dream. It turned out that what was shattered was not the neglected resentment in friendship, but my poor and worthless sincerity.

It has always been an irrelevant and insignificant third party.

It doesn't matter how Saki Koi looks at it, as long as a broken heart is stitched together, there will still be parts that can be trampled and wasted.

As long as Saki Koi is happy...

It is also the knight's creed to make the princess safe and happy all her life.

Tianhai Saori finally let go of her hands clenched tightly on the corners of her clothes, and said in a compromised way: "Forget it, Saki Koi, you don't need to explain anything..."

Even if she has convinced herself in her heart, but Amami Saori's cheeks are drooping, and she is still unwilling to face Shimizu Sakiren. Lonely and lonely is the portrayal of Amami Saori now.

No matter how stupid Shimizu Sakiren is now, she has already realized Saori's mood now. It is not friendship at all, but an extremely humble...love that has not been realized yet.

But if such a thing is not explained clearly, it is undoubtedly cruel to Saori who blindly escapes and hides all the affairs in her heart.

Instead of slowly torturing yourself in the pain that is gradually sinking to the bottom, it is better to cut the mess quickly.

"Saori! If I really have something with Ayase-san, wouldn't it be easy to hide it?"

The sharp tingling sensation from the arm still remained in the clenched fist, leaving a crescent sunken mark imprinted by too much force.

My arm hurts so much, the pain is not good at all, Misaki Koi.

"But... Saki Koi, why did you explain this to me? It's very strange. Saki Koi doesn't need my consent to kiss anyone, does it?"

Tianhai Shazhi broke her voice aggrievedly, and finally raised her head. The purple symbolizing majesty and momentum was covered by a thin layer of mist.

As if she was about to cry, realizing that something was wrong with Saori Amami, Shimizu Sakiren immediately threw herself into Saori Amami's arms, "I want to tell you the reason, it's really important that it's yours, because I care about Saori's mood I have to tell Saori..."

A little bit of water dripped from the golden hair, seeping into the thin pajamas little by little, and Tianhai Saori's mood was drenched like a wet shirt.

The hug was not warm, even a little cold from the shower.

But because of the soft closeness of the chest, the uneasiness and anxiety seemed to turn into drooping water droplets and seep into the soft fabric with the hug, leaving only a lemon-like sourness.

Is it important?If it's really important... what kind of thing will Saki Koi do?To get a comforting kiss like Aoi Ayase?Or like Fujiwara Yuki?

But now I can't chat anymore, because Misaki Koi's hair hasn't been dried yet, and she will catch a cold easily.

Saori Tianhai enjoyed such a hug, felt the pain she was used to in her arm, and said softly:

"Saki Koi...let's go blow dry our hair, it's wet."

"Saori's state is very strange, how can she think about blowing her hair now?" Shimizu Sakiren hugged her tighter, as if trying to convey her determination in this way.

Amami Saori left Shimizu Sakiren's embrace with nostalgia, "It's okay, Sakiren's hair is wet and it's easy to catch a cold. We can chat while blowing. Let's blow-dry your hair first, okay?"

"Gauze..."

Shimizu Sakiren looked at Amami Saori anxiously, she seemed to have regained her composure, with a gentle smile on her face again.

It's no wonder that I just don't know what the mood after the smile is.

Amami Saori gently took Shimizu Sakiren's hand and guided them out of the steamy bathroom, "I'm fine."

Shimizu Saki Koi stood on the spot stubbornly refusing to move, and interrupted loudly: "It has something to do with it!"

"Should we go to the movies together this Saturday? Do you want to see something?" Tianhai Saori squeezed her tender hands and asked, changing the subject.

Shimizu Misaki was thinking silently, and her heart was not feeling well, and she couldn't help churning like a boat on a stormy sea.

Now, words alone can no longer appease Tianhai Saori, maybe something else is needed...

Shimizu Misaki kept silent and was quietly led by her, until she turned the corner of the corridor and was about to return to Saori's bedroom, she said abruptly:

"Saori, let's read "Love Letter"...and the pair of rings we polished together in junior high school can't be worn? Let's make a new pair."

I can't wear the ring...

Tianhai Saori suddenly realized that if he made another one, would he return to the original state?Would it still be the way you like it if you make another one?

Perhaps the relationship with Saki Koi has really changed.

Tianhai Shazhi nodded, pushed open the bedroom door and said, "Then let's make another pair of rings."

Will this friendship be reshaped?

But I seem to have reached the limit.

……

The dawn of the morning dawns, the birds chirp softly in the ear, the orange light envelops the refreshing early summer breeze blowing on the face, and the whole body feels refreshed as if washed.

But Shimizu Sakiren was not in a very good mood, after blow-drying her hair with Tianhai Saori last night, nothing happened.

Although she slept with Tianhai Saori at her house, the atmosphere of childhood sweethearts has never been so awkward.

All night without words.

Shimizu Sakiren sighed in annoyance, her heart was as complicated as a knotted silk thread.

She walked on the rammed concrete road, and passed under the crooked-necked cherry tree on the campus, but suddenly took a look to see if the girl with long flowing hair and as warm as the sun was waiting for her.

Under the cherry trees, dwarf shrubs grow vigorously, but there is no figure of Xiachuan Tianyin.

It's a pity that she is not here, and no text messages have been sent recently.

Why did she go recently? …

Regardless of whether she is related to the system or the fifth member of the Qingyin Club, a warm person like her deserves a sincere and caring relationship, right?

Not seeing the girl, Shimizu Sakiren naturally did not stay for long, she walked straight into the orange-painted teaching building with some disappointment, and slowly returned to the classroom step by step while holding onto the black handrails.

It's not time for morning reading yet, but a lot of students have already come.

The big man Akiyama Kazuichi stood loyally at the door of the classroom like a patrolling police dog, but today he looked handsome in a white suit.

"Good morning, Mr. Akiyama." Shimizu Sakiren greeted him as usual.

"Student Shimizu..."

Mr. Bodyguard seemed to want to say something hesitantly.

Shimizu Saki Koi leaned forward slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss asked me a lot about...forget it, it's nothing last night."

I can't tell Shimizu-san that the eldest lady pestered me last night how to quickly subdue him without hurting others, and then asked where the female high school students would go to play.

The first question is a question that I can still answer, but the latter is...a difficult task for others.

Shimizu Sakiren read the entanglement and difficulty from Akiyama Kazuichi's embarrassing face, and she said softly: "If Mr. Akiyama needs help, I will be happy to help."

"If it's Xiaokui's matter, I'd be more than happy to help... But, yesterday... the assassination, can I ask the reason? Or when did you find the perpetrator?"

Akiyama Kazuichi's face suddenly became serious, and his tanned cheeks were downcast with an imposing manner, "Mr. Shimizu, I can't tell you these things. Please forgive me. It's getting late now, so I'd better go first In the classroom."

"It's okay, then Mr. Akiyama, I'll go to the classroom first."

Shimizu Saki Koi was a little confused, hurriedly ended the conversation with him and walked into the classroom.

At this moment, the underworld lady is sitting on her desk and chair quietly reading a book, the white gauze curtain is moving with the wind, and the morning sun is lavishly swaying on her side face, like an angel's halo.

The wind blows over the broken hair on her sideburns and the books on the table, showing some poetic beauty of the quiet years.

On the surface, she was concentrating on previewing her homework, but in fact, her keen peripheral vision locked on the first moment Shimizu Sakiren entered the classroom.

Aoi Ayase stood up reflexively.

But she didn't say anything, she just stared at herself with her scarlet eyes, her back straightened.

The classroom was chaotic, high school boys and girls gathered together, Shimizu Sakiren squeezed cautiously through the aisle, and greeted Aoi Ayase, "Good morning, Aoi."

No answer.

Of course, Shimizu Sakiren didn't feel annoyed, she walked slowly to her desk, put the black briefcase on the desk, and started to take out the books that will be used in today's class.

Mathematics, Physiology, English...

It was just that the classroom that was supposed to be noisy suddenly fell silent, followed by a clear crack.

It seemed that someone was kicking the side of the table with the heel of a leather shoe. The sound was so shocking that the entire classroom fell silent.

what happened?

Shimizu Sakiren frowned and looked back, Aoi Ayase folded her arms, raised her chin slightly, the sharp shimmer in her red eyes flickered, she looked at the boy at the table with distaste like a violent king,

"You—move to the front for me."

The boy wearing glasses was a little embarrassed, he gritted his teeth and frowned, and wanted to refute but only dared to ask in a low voice: "Why?

"There is no reason, I told you to move and you moved, do you want my help?"

Aoi Ayase smiled slightly, revealing a bit of permeable friendliness.

"You!—Forget it..." The boy clenched his fists, and glanced at the muscular Akiyama Kazuichi with flickering eyes. He was smiling at himself and bowed his head.A little afraid of the most straightforward violence, he finally stood up in compromise, and began to drag the tables and chairs with his hands and feet.

The sound of table legs rubbing against the ground was particularly abrupt.

"Then three minutes." Aoi Ayase knocked on the table to give the deadline.

Then she turned around slowly, her purple hair fluttering gently in the wind on the window sill, she folded her hands, her face was full of vigor, the corners of her lips curled up confidently, and said to Shimizu Misaki:

"I said——I will tame you, please enjoy the last time when you are still equal."

Xiaokui has moved to her side now.

Bar 2 a 7 ⑦ a pomegranate

Volume 126: Chapter 110 Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Please Look at Me Now

Aoi Ayase's behavior can be judged as bullying to a certain extent.

Therefore, a group of watching classmates began to surround the surrounding area. They squeezed together carefully and then whispered and pointed like a mob.

"How could Ayase-san be like this..."

"Ah... Her family seems to be from a gangster. She is probably used to doing this kind of thing to her classmates. I should stay away from her."

"It's too much, is it really good to do something like Ishida-san? Ishida-san is so pitiful."

Those whispers hiding in the dark seem to be dismantled in the air like black and white words, and they are oppressed like sharp knives. Shimizu Sakiren instinctively hates such an atmosphere.

She also didn't want Xiaokui to be treated like this.

So Shimizu Sakiren grabbed Ayase Aoi's arm, shifted her from the center of everyone's eyes to her side to block her, then approached her ear with a somewhat anxious voice, and said tentatively: "Xiao Kui , it seems like..."

"Huh? Are you trying to say that you're afraid of me coming to tame you, or—that I'm being too hard on him?"

Shimizu Saki's soft palm rested on the elbow, and Aoi Ayase looked down at the tight skin, and let her body lean towards Shimizu Saki.

"It's not a question of taming or not."

She was pulled to Shimizu Sakiren's desk, and Aoi Ayase pressed her skirt and leaned her hips against the desk, looking up at the face of the girl who was thirty centimeters away,

"Then you mean I'm too much?"

The blue eyes accepted the sharpness of red in Ayase Aoi's eyes like a sea, and Aoi Aoi suddenly became gentle and calm because of this, but her dissatisfaction and grievance could not be concealed in her tone, "But, am I negotiating with him?" ?”

The current height difference is not a scene of equal speech, so Shimizu Sakiren slightly bent her knees and leaned forward, keeping her eyes on the same horizontal line, so as not to put any pressure on Aoi Aoi.

Then she patiently explained like coaxing a child: "It's not too much, it's just that they will gossip about you behind your back."

"I don't care about that."