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"Yeah. OK."
[Thank you, Xinchun-chan~]
"No, it's okay. It should be fine."
Toot. Toot.
The phone hangs up.
At this time, Matsumae Shinchun really wanted to say that what Lord Baihua said was a bad idea.
This, this, this. What should I do now?
Matsumae Shinchun felt like sighing for no apparent reason.
She felt that this shouldn't be the case.
Obviously, there should be more love between them.
Instead of such a weird feeling.
Sure enough, I will no longer buy good steak for Lord Baihua in the future. I can just use chicken breast instead.
Yes, that's it.
Chapter 200: The Shura Incident at the Sports Festival
".Is the teacher still drunk?"
Seeing Fujii Itsuki sitting on the edge of the bed with a headache, Matsumae Shinchun asked with concern.
"It's okay. I always feel a little pain the next day after drinking."
".Sorry, I should have asked the teacher to drink less last night."
Seeing that Fujii Itsuki looked a little uncomfortable, Matsumae Shinchun sat down next to him and patted his back.
last night?
Speaking of last night, why did you drink?
Fujii Itsuki lowered his head and thought about it.
It seemed like I couldn't help myself, and after drinking one or two glasses of wine, I talked a lot to Xinchun.
They were all meaningless complaints, but she always kept smiling and listened attentively.
Fujii Itsuki only remembered that after hearing all this, Xinchun hugged her head and shouted, "Good teacher."
"Ahem. Xinchun."
"teacher?"
"last night."
"Yeah! The teacher last night was very cute."
lovely
Fujii Itsuki never expected that a young girl would use this word to describe him.
I am an adult after all. Can I give up my self-esteem as a grown man so easily?
But after saying those words, Matsumae Shinchun gently stroked his head again. This smile was like a mother who could spoil her child.
It was as if her gentleness could encompass everything about her.
Fujii Itsuki couldn't stand this kind of head-patting attack and quickly called a halt.
"Okay, okay, time to get up."
"Well, Xinchun came into the room to call the teacher to wake up and have breakfast."
Matsumae Shinharu's sitting posture was almost like a benchmark, with her back straight and her sailor uniform that pushed up her chest, showing off her girlish youthfulness.
She was smiling the whole time she was looking at herself.
She's simply a little witch.
Fujii Itsuki thought so in his heart, but he saw love on her face.
"Teacher, let's eat breakfast first. Udon noodles will become unpalatable if left out for too long."
"Then let's go and eat."
Come to the living room.
awkward.
It's nothing but embarrassment.
In fact, when Fujii Itsuki saw the plump breasts under the scarf of Xinchun's sailor uniform, he remembered everything that happened last night.
".Teacher, does the taste of today's udon noodles suit your taste?"
"Very good, nothing wrong."
It was so awkward that we could only maintain communication using such awkward topics.
"The teacher seems to be getting uncomfortable now."
"Is it?"
"Wouldn't it be better if the teacher just behaved and acted coquettishly towards Xinchun? Why are you hiding from Xinchun like this now?"
Fujii Itsuki covered his mouth and coughed awkwardly, "Last night was last night, and now is now. The situation is still different."
"I see. Let's have breakfast first. There's no need to think about this now."
"Ah."
I don't know if Xinchun said this to end the awkwardness, but Fujii Itsuki felt very comfortable. After dinner, he cleaned up the dishes with her and packed clothes for going out, and never mentioned the topic of last night.
He picked up his briefcase and prepared to go out.
"Teacher, come closer."
"what?"
Before Fujii Itsuki could react, the girl walked up to him, stood on tiptoe, smiled, and reached out to gently stroke his head.
Normally I was the one who touched their heads, but this time it was the other way around.
Fujii Itsuki was stunned for a moment.
"Teacher, be good."
Be good?
Xinchun, you say these words to comfort a child, do you think the teacher will——
"The teacher must have to work hard for a living today. Yes, it must be very tiring, but the teacher has always worked very hard. Work hard to study, work hard to live, work hard for dreams, and work hard to buy a lot of gifts for the children in the welfare home. The teacher is really great.
"But teacher, don't push yourself too hard. If you overwork yourself, Xinchun will feel bad for you."
What kind of experience is this?
Fujii Itsuki felt that no one had ever said such words to him before.
No one had ever shown this expression to me.
These doting and gentle words, like coaxing a child, are so childish and embarrassing, but I have never heard anyone say them to me in these decades.
This girl who was ten years younger than him and even needed his tutoring, in his eyes, was...
Fujii Itsuki thought she was so cute.
Matsumae Shinharu could see Fujii Itsuki standing there in a daze, with a hint of bitterness on her face. She still tiptoed, touched his head, and said to him, "If you are very tired at work, you should take better care of yourself."
incredible.
At this moment, I actually don't want to go to work.
Of course, despite his numerous emotions, Fujii Itsuki did not completely abandon his identity.
He waited until Matsumae Shinchun took her hand back, then reached out and touched her head again.
"Now I suddenly feel that Xinchun is someone I can trust."
"Wasn't it before?"
"Of course I was like that before. I was just a little girl who needed to be taken care of. Now I actually feel like I want to try to rely on you."
"Then the teacher——"
"Well, thank you, Xinchun."
Matsumae Shinchun was touched on the head by him, and she had never seen such a smile on his face before.
The girl was happy from the bottom of her heart.
The teacher has also fallen in love with me, right?
In the warm morning sun, Fujii Itsuki walked onto the street, followed closely by Matsumae Shinharu.
The girl followed behind him all the time, occasionally glancing at his tall figure from the side.
See his free hand on the right.
Matsumae Shinchun held the handbag in both hands, hesitated for a second or two, and then took the initiative to reach out and hold his hand.
She held his hand cautiously, thinking that Mr. Fujii would say something like "Don't do that outside" to reject her, but she didn't expect him to shake her hand back.
Warmth came from the palm of his hand.
Matsumae Shinchun was delighted and secretly happy, so she quickened her pace and walked side by side with him.
On the way, my eyes occasionally glanced over his shoulder and looked at his profile.
It felt like honey was flowing through my heart, sweet and rippling.
".teacher."
"Go ahead."