Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

The sharp gaze was threatening, like a menacing sword intent, attacking mercilessly.

Get too close, and the faint and elegant fragrance of lilies on her body has become a sharp weapon to catch people without a fight.

Too close, and there is a sense of oppression that can't make people breathe.

I am like a poor lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The dark basement, the cold handcuffs, the tight collar, the pain that amplifies the senses caused by the delicate body, and the never-ending torture time.

When I think of it, I feel scared and shuddering.

The familiar feeling of being dominated came to my heart, but now there are no systematic distribution of cigarettes to fight against this negative emotion.

Shimizu Sakiren could only take a deep breath, using the ups and downs of his chest to relieve some of the pressure.

His eyes were almost fled, and he fled to the few weeds that were a little bit ugly, and he said with a strong calmness:

"I don't want to build a relationship, I just want to form a club with everyone. If you join the club, I can tell you a secret that is very important to you."

Fujiwara Yuki snorted, pinching Shimizu Sakiren's chin with his slender fingers.

With a little effort, the girl was stained with tears of pain, and her slightly pale lips let out a soft cry of grief.

"Will I believe you if you tell me? You think too highly of yourself, naive classmate Shimizu."

Shimizu Sakiren looked up at Fujiwara Yuki's eyes, there was an inexplicable wave of light flowing in her pupils, like a golden swamp.

And he was struggling in the swamp, sinking slowly.

"He still wants to use Saori to pull me into the net, heh." She sneered, "I tell you, Saori is not that simple. In the end, do you think she will join the Qingyin Society?"

Events affecting Saori?

Shouldn't that incident happen after the kendo competition?

"Yazhi her..."

Opening her mouth, she felt that her voice was a little hoarse, and Shimizu Sakiren suddenly closed her mouth.

Seeing the panic in Shimizu Sakiren's eyes, Fujiwara Yuki let go of her.

Then he changed his face and put on a kind smile, and said in an extremely gentle tone:

"It just so happens that I'm in a good mood recently. How about I come to be your master for a week, and then join the Qingyin Club, how about it?"

"Of course, the premise is that Saori also joins in."

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The second is the group one durian 8 two Yi 7 wives one 6

Volume 24: Chapter 21 Chapter [-] Good Dog

At this moment, Shimizu Sakiren realized how big a mistake she had made.

Fujiwara Yuki is different from Aoi Ayase, who is loved by all the people in the world. She was born in such a huge political and powerful family.

From the moment he was born, he was doomed to survive in this environment of intrigue and conspiracy.

The process of growing up must be like walking on thin ice and startling every step of the way.

But Fujiwara Yuki was able to find a way out of these quagmire of tricks and became a blooming rose in the new generation of the Fujiwara family.

How can I have the ability to handle her?

On the contrary, like a prey thrown into a net, it fell into her spider web, sinking deeper and deeper.

He hesitated and couldn't tell the reason why she had to do it. Isn't she just a villain in front of her?

Even if she told Fujiwara Yuki that secret, how could she trust herself?

He had already been sentenced to death before he started to increase his favorability.

Under such circumstances, the rescue of her from that resplendent mansion was ultimately through the wall of doubt and suspicion.

Goodwill will make people blindly tolerate the faults of others, but right now there is no power enough to win the trust of Fujiwara Yuki.

The information gap I have now is completely useless, and the world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

On the contrary, I was still immersed in the perspective of God when the system was still there, thinking that I could control everything.

Take it for granted.

Without systematic guidance, I am nothing.

Ignorance and blindness are vividly reflected in him.

Incompetence, self-righteous adult arrogance, and over-reliance on the system have led to the current situation.

To advance the plot... Maybe the initiative can only be handed over to Yuki Fujiwara.

But even if she has been a servant for a week, will she keep her promise and fulfill her promise with her personality?

And the yarn weaving...

Right now it seems that we can only take one step at a time.

Being drawn into the vortex in the deep sea, the huge traction force makes it impossible for people to escape, and any action is futile, Shimizu Sakiren can only compromise.

Time passed quietly, and Fujiwara Yuki patiently waited for Shimizu Sakiren's answer.

During the waiting time, she tapped the ground with her toes, imperceptibly urging people to answer.

In the dark alley corner, Fujiwara Yuki's eyes were filled with a sense of oppression that wanted to swallow people alive, it was exactly the same as that in the basement.

Shimizu Sakiren exhaled helplessly, and finally made a decision.

She propped her hands on the wall that was slightly yellowed due to age, trying to give herself the courage to resist.

Shimizu Sakiren raised her head and stopped avoiding it. She faced those aggressive eyes and replied calmly:

"I agree to your terms, but how will you fulfill your promise?"

Fujiwara Yuki felt a little unbelievable, "Don't believe me? I'm a promise~"

Seeing her raise her hand slightly, Shimizu Sakirei felt the familiar feeling reappear, and she subconsciously closed her eyes to avoid it.

It's just that what fell was not the pain as imagined, but the feeling of soft and cold hands caressing the hair.

"Good dog~"

Fujiwara Yuki touched her forehead with a doting smile, "Come to class C to find me today during club time, remember not to tell Saori."

"..."

Shimizu Sakiko was silent for a moment.

"What's the matter, the dog is not happy?" Fujiwara Yuki asked, bringing her pretty face closer.

This time, she could really see happiness in her eyes.

"Can you...don't call it that, I don't like it."

It makes people think of the memory of losing dignity, but having to continue.

Shimizu Sakiren thought that Fujiwara Yuki was going to refuse, but her attitude was unexpectedly gentle.

"Yes," she nodded without thinking, and then made a new request, "but you have to wear a maid outfit."

"Are you at school?"

If you are asked to wear a maid outfit and call someone master at school, your student career will be over.

"Well, what do you think?" Fujiwara Yuki's eyes were like a hunting lion, carefully observing Shimizu Sakiren's expression from left to right.

"No, I can't." For some reason, Shimizu Sakiren refused with some embarrassment, unable to raise the consciousness of resistance.

Forced to the wall, all the light from outside entering the alley corner was blocked by Fujiwara Yuki, shrouded in the shadow of the man.

It's like a shivering little white rabbit who has entered a tiger's den and has nowhere to escape.

After getting a satisfactory response, Fujiwara Yuki, with an imaginative smile, leaned into Shimizu Sakiren's ear slightly, and announced the final ending of Shimizu Sakiren in a low voice and ambiguously:

"Don't worry, it's definitely—in, home, in, wearing, female, servant, dress, oh."

……

Why?In front of Fujiwara Yuki, he has no resistance at all.

Could it be that some deep-rooted event was left in the blackening line, and the relevant memory of this event was deleted by the system?

Once the system was shut down, there was no other clue except Xia Chuan Tianyin who could find some clues.

But what is more tiring than complicated thinking is the current physical education class.

Under the bright yellow lights, the entire indoor gymnasium is filled with a unique enthusiasm for youth.

Sweat, passionate slogans, and running figures of boys and girls.

Shimizu Sakiren was running weakly, the muscles in her legs were already a little weak.

It's going crazy, the mind can no longer support its own thinking.

The whole body was so hot that it exploded, the messy breathing could not be calmed down, the throat was dry as if it was burning, and there was a scorching tearing feeling in the chest cavity.

My physique has been so weak that I ran around the gymnasium twice, and it looked completely unbearable.

A gust of fresh and refreshing wind blew by, taking away a few traces of dryness from running.

Shimizu Sakiren raised her eyes, and it turned out that Aoi Ayase had passed her by a big circle from behind.

She slowed down, looking back with a mocking smile.

"Heh." Even though her head was a little dizzy, her sneer could be heard very clearly.

This is completely underestimated!

But there is no way, this body is too weak, so weak that the other three can subdue themselves casually.

Aoi Ayase is a gangster lady who knows karate and judo, and Saori is the ace of the kendo club with invincible physical fitness.

The only one who is relatively weak, Fujiwara Yuki, also learned archery under the influence of his family.

The level of physical fitness has been crushed in all directions, and I still have the buff of being weak and prone to illness.

Shimizu Sakiren hesitated for a long time and finally decided to give up struggling, and no longer had the idea of ​​relying on physical education to strengthen her physique.

So she raised her hand tremblingly, and shouted weakly: "Teacher! I'm not feeling well, and I'm applying to go to the infirmary to rest."

After all, I will go to see Fujiwara Yuki after the physical education class, and I may be tortured in some way, so it's better to save some energy now.

Shimizu Sakikoi naively looked for reasons for her laziness.

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It's PY time again.I... have become the shape of PY

"Tokyo Female Public Relations" wakes up and is reborn as a beautiful Tokyo girl.

Looking at herself in the mirror as beautiful as a flower, Sayuri Fukada swore that she would never mess up in her life.

You can study your life experience carefully...

Both parents died, no sister, no house, and huge debts?

Faced with the unreasonable troubles of the debt collector and the urgency of the lustful landlord, the only way to repay the debt is to become a nightclub female publicist?

Dressed in black silk and short skirts, circling among the many female guests, feeling the approaching hatchet crisis, Sayuri Fukada secretly made up her mind——

Get ashore as soon as possible! q skirt one durian ②①7⑦一6

Volume 25: Chapter 22 Chapter [-] Medicine

Shimizu Sakiren's voice directly attracted the attention of the teacher standing on the high platform.

The teacher blew the whistle, and asked with some concern from a distance: "Student Qing Shui, do you need someone to accompany you to the infirmary?"

For a moment, all eyes were on him.

Shimizu Sakiren walked slowly in front of the teacher, her legs were a little sore, which made her tremble a little when she walked.

Panting heavily, she struggled to adjust her breathing and reported to the teacher:

"Teacher, I don't need to go by myself."