Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

"Hi Fujiwara-senpai," as she passed the archery range, she was greeted by junior girls everywhere.

She also nodded slightly to say hello to the juniors.

"Why did Fujiwara-senpai bring a new friend here today?" Another junior asked.

"Ah, Saki Koi said she wanted to watch me shoot arrows, so I took her to watch it for a few days." After hearing this, Fujiwara Yuki turned around, took Shimizu Saki Koi's wrist and squeezed it gently, and explained to the younger generation.

Knowing that Fujiwara Yuki meant to cover herself, Shimizu Sakiren immediately put on a pure smile, and echoed:

"I've always wanted to watch Youxi archery, so I just wanted to come and have a look."

This kind of behavior seemed to be affirmed by Fujiwara Yuki, her slender eyebrows raised briskly, and her thumb pad gently rubbed the knuckles of her wrist back and forth, as if she was expressing a reward in this way.

A little itchy.

The junior proudly puffed up his chest, "Our Fujiwara-senpai is very handsome when he shoots arrows, so be careful not to be fascinated!"

"Then let's go to the locker room first." Fujiwara Yuki waved goodbye, and led Shimizu Sakiren into the locker room.

The locker room was quiet, there was no one else, a lot of bows and arrows were scattered around the corner, and there were messy footprints everywhere on the ground, which looked very messy.

Fujiwara Yuki didn't mind this, he opened his closet straight away, patted on the door, then turned to face Shimizu Saki Kohei and raised his hands.

Her eyes were lofty, like a noble and reserved princess, and she gave orders to Shimizu Sakiren:

"Help me change my clothes, Miss Maid."

8 ②Clothes 7 Seven Yiliu

Volume 27: Chapter 24 Chapter [-] Don't Continue?

It's different from the Fujiwara Yuki in my impression, she seems to play the master-servant game only for such trivial things as changing clothes and serving tea and water.

In any case, although my Lily has rich experience, I am really not a queen.

How can you be shy because of changing clothes with stickers?And having been changed so many times, I am already very proficient.

For a pretty girl like Fujiwara Yuki, changing her clothes is like playing house.

The well-dressed Barbie doll was my favorite when I was a child.

Therefore, although Shimizu Sakiren was a little surprised, she readily agreed.

"Okay, but I'm not very good at wearing archery uniforms." Shimizu Sakiren said while looking into her closet.

In the small cabinet, there is a set of neatly stacked black and white kyudo uniforms, a pair of delicate and small clogs, and matching Japanese-style tabi socks.

Shimizu Sakiren was a little surprised. Fujiwara Yuki looked a little taller than him, but his shoe size was much smaller than him.

Are her feet that small?

Fujiwara Yuki's arm seemed to be a little numb and put down.I probably didn't expect that I would agree so quickly, with a bit of surprise on my face, "Master can teach you."

"Let's change the school uniform first."

Shimizu Sakiren said and slowly approached her.

Being so close to Fujiwara Yuki, I could almost feel her hot breath spraying on her face, and there was a faint itch.

Shimizu Sakiren unbuttoned the suit uniform one by one from top to bottom.

During this time, Fujiwara Yuki kept looking at him with burning eyes.

It's embarrassing.

No matter who it is, it would be embarrassing to be stared at by such scorching eyes.

Shimizu Saki Koi patted Fujiwara Yuki's arm, suggesting that she raise her hand so that she could take off her suit jacket.

But no matter what, she couldn't bear that sight any longer, and muttered out her inner thoughts:

"What's there to keep looking at when they're all girls?"

Although the voice was very small, Fujiwara Yuki's small and delicate ears moved very keenly.

Fujiwara Yuki grabbed Shimizu Sakiren's wrist in mid-air, and the golden vertical pupil looked at her with a strange brilliance like scorching lava, and retorted with a chuckle:

"According to Miss Maid, what's there to be shy about being girls?"

"Not shy." Shimizu Sakiren retorted.

"Obviously there is, what the master says is what it is!" Fujiwara Yuki let go of her hand, pinched her cheek and announced forcefully.

"..."

Judging from this attitude, it seems that Fujiwara Yuki's intention is only to warn people like himself who are "following others".

Nothing truly insulting was done.

After all, she is a friend of a friend, so she still left a bit of a thin face.

Maybe I was just too afraid of her in my memory.

The atmosphere is really uncomfortable now, Shimizu Sakiren tried to divert attention with other topics.

Shimizu Saki Koi took off her coat, "Your house doesn't have a maid to change your clothes?"

"I said, what do you want the maid to call me in private?"

Weird taste.

Once you accept this setting, it doesn't seem so shameful.

So Shimizu Sakiren changed his words helplessly: "Isn't the master's house employing a maid to change clothes for the master?"

There was such a maid in Ayase Aoi's old house, but Fujiwara Yuki's family didn't know.

In the HE line, he eloped with Fujiwara Yuki and never went to the Fujiwara family's mansion, while BE was locked in the basement.

As for how big the Fujiwara house is, how magnificent it is inside, and whether there are many servants in the house, Shimizu Sakiren has no idea.

These are never mentioned in the plot.

Fujiwara Yuki shook his head, "No."

"What about the bodyguard? Why doesn't the master bring one?"

"Don't you know? Xiuzhi High School does not allow bodyguards to enter the school gate under unusual circumstances."

"Then why doesn't Ayase-san's bodyguard leave her body?" Shimizu Sakiren tore off the beautiful ribbon ribbon tied on the bow tie.

Yes, this is a detail that I didn't pay attention to.

In the previous world line, even after becoming a hot idol, Aoi Ayase did not have bodyguards on campus.

Is there any reason to bring bodyguards?

Fujiwara Yuki cooperated and took off the ribbon, "I'm not as delicate as her. She's a vicious puppy relying on her bodyguard to show off her might, and she doesn't look like a good one without Mr. Kazuichi~"

At this time, Fujiwara Yuki still didn't forget to laugh at Aoi Ayase eccentrically.

Shimizu Sakiren didn't think deeply, shook his head to shake off these irrelevant thoughts, and then put the ribbon and coat neatly in the closet.

The next step was to take off the white shirt and dark blue pleated skirt.

Shimizu Sakiren took a deep breath and felt a little nervous for some reason, obviously she was already familiar with Fujiwara Yuki.

Fujiwara Yuki, she loves deep hugs, breathless kisses, and dominance.

Shimizu Sakiren hesitantly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, his eyes blinked quickly, presumably his eyelashes like butterfly wings were about to fly away at this moment.

Gradually, an inexplicable ambiguity lingered in the gap between the two of them, and at some point the blushing of their cheeks slowly brought a subtle warmth.

Time always passes day by day, but with emotions attached, it will fluctuate at different rates.

A reaction different from what I imagined happened, and the short time at this moment was stretched infinitely.

Even a second feels like a long time.

Fujiwara Yuki's nickname is the black-haired Kaguya Hime.

The hair as thick as night made the skin on her neck more white and tender.

If you continue, it's really...

Shimizu Sakiren never looked up to look into her golden eyes.

I don't know what she looks like now?

"Then I'll take off my master's shirt."

Just when Shimizu Sakiren was about to untie the second button, Fujiwara Yuki suddenly grabbed her hand, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "That's it."

Hearing her voice, Shimizu Sakiren breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his eyes to meet her gaze.

"Aren't you going to continue?"

"Go outside and wait for me first."

Fujiwara Yuki's eyes dodged a little, his speech speed became rapid, and he no longer claimed to be the master.

She took two steps back and picked up the bow uniform, hakama and belt that were placed on the brown leather bench next to her, vaguely urging Shimizu Sakiren to leave.

"OK then."

Shimizu Sakiren obeyed her wishes, left the dressing room and closed the door softly.

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The third update, yesterday's make up

Volume 28: Chapter 25 Chapter [-] Why are you so nervous

The corridor outside the dressing room was dark and silent without sunlight.

Shimizu Sakiren stood outside the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

I don't know why I just unbuttoned the second button, and my mood became inexplicably tense.

Obviously, I have been in contact with it many times. Fujiwara Yuki's skin is very fair, her waist is extremely thin, and her chest shape is also very good-looking.

If she hadn't asked her to go out, she wouldn't know how awkward the atmosphere would be if she continued.

The sound of clogs stepping on the floor inside the door was getting closer and closer, and could be heard very clearly in the silent corridor.

With a creak, the locker room door was completely opened.

Fujiwara Yuki changed into a black and white archery uniform, and held a bright yellow solid wood bow with black and white patterns in his hand.

The sleeves of the pure white top skirt are relatively short, and the slender arms that look like fat are half exposed, but they are not thin, but indirectly reflect the profound bow strength through the slightly obvious smooth muscle lines of the arms.

Archery beginners generally use bows with a pulling force of 8 to 12 kilograms. People like Yuki Fujiwara who have been immersed in bow art for many years usually use 14 kilograms of women's training grade bows, which shows the sense of strength.

The lower skirt is a dark black kimono skirt that reaches the floor. The complicated hakama pleats wrap around the slender waist several times. Peeping from the waistline, the immature figure has already shown amazing strength.

With her left hand, she easily held a half-person-high solid wooden bow, while her right hand circled a black quiver full of arrow feathers on her chest.

The long black hair is loose, and a kind of heroic spirit that is rarely seen on her body is combined with the gentle temperament of Yamato Nadeko, which is very charming.

It's no wonder those juniors would say that Fujiwara Yuki is very handsome when he shoots arrows.

When she came out, the expression on her face had returned to normal, but there were no emotional ups and downs.

"Shall we go to the bow dojo next?" Shimizu Sakiren asked casually.

Fujiwara Yuki handed the quiver to Shimizu Sakiren almost expressionlessly, nodded and said lightly:

"Well, hold it for me."

Seeing how effortlessly she was holding the silver quiver, Shimizu Sakiren subconsciously thought that she could be as handy as her.

"Good... good, so heavy!"

The unexpected mass fell on the palm of the hand, coupled with the frail constitution, Shimizu Sakiren was shaken twice by the heavy iron quiver.

The center of gravity was unstable for a while, Shimizu Sakiren looked shocked, and hurriedly supported Fujiwara Yuki's right shoulder with his left hand.

Stabilizing his figure, he raised his eyes and saw Fujiwara Yuki's expression of interest, Shimizu Sakiren suddenly had a bad feeling.

So she quickly said "thank you", took two steps back, and hugged the quiver to her chest with both hands.

"It's ok."

Fujiwara Yuki raised her eyebrows, as if her bad intentions came to her heart again, she hung the dark yellow solid wooden bow in her hands around Shimizu Sakiren's neck.