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"Xinchun, this depends on the person involved." Fujii Itsuki replied.
[Can't the teacher make decisions for others? I think if the great astrologer in the story made the decision for the princess, the princess would not be unacceptable]
Is Xinchun hinting at myself?
Implying that he could make the decision for her.
But what is the meaning of this behavior?
Unless she can accept and agree to it, it will only replace Xinchun's "restraint" with a slightly better "restraint".
"Absolutely not." This was the only reply Fujii Itsuki could give.
There was another moment of silence.
[Understood.]
Matsumae Shinharu leaned against the wall and said "good night" to her teacher. After receiving a "good night" in reply, she pulled up the quilt and lay down on the bed.
It started to rain outside.
The girl closed her eyes.
The girl's mind was filled with countless worries and anxieties. She wanted to fall asleep, but this anxiety kept lingering in her mind.
Amid the sound of the drizzling rain, she wrapped the quilt tightly around herself and had a dream about the past.
She dreamed of her first meeting with Jiuhuayue again.
Her smile.
Her lightness.
She held out her hand to herself.
She ran barefoot with me out of the Matsumae family, and for the first time we shouted happily together on the top of the mountain.
Everything seems to be just as written in Mr. Fujii's script.
I can't forget it, I really can't forget it.
Matsumae Shinchun didn't know what to do.
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"Uncle, it's raining."
"Ah."
"How about I hold an umbrella for you when you go out today?"
"Okay, but you have to put it down when you get to the crossroads."
"Avoid suspicion?"
Jiuhuayue stood under the rain-soaked eaves, raised her head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky.
Fujii Itsuki looked at her profile and was once again amazed by her profile when she looked up. This time, she turned around and smiled at Fujii Itsuki:
"I want to be able to stop being so evasive."
"Is it."
"Uncle, it would be great if I was born ten years earlier. We could go to school and go home together. Then I could tell everyone that I like you!"
The girl's smile and frankness made Fujii Itsuki smile as well.
The raindrops hit the umbrella above my head. It was a rainy day with a cold wind. She held an umbrella for me and walked beside me, which made me feel warm inside.
"Even if you were born ten years earlier, you probably wouldn't have been able to escape the fate of Tokyo." Fujii Itsuki said with a smile.
"Then I will make you fall in love with me! When I am too sad to leave, you will come to the train station to find me and shout at me with my suitcase, 'Xiao Yue! I don't want you to leave! Please stay with me!'"
Fujii Itsuki laughed again, "Would I shout like that?"
"Anyway, if I was born ten years earlier, you would definitely call me that, uncle. I'm the only person you love!"
"I can't say whether you will like me at that time."
"How could that be? I will definitely fall in love with you again, uncle."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because...I suddenly didn't tell you."
"Well, it's not a big deal."
"No."
Jiuhuayue was standing beside him, holding an umbrella and turning her head away.
While Fujii Itsuki found her adorable, he couldn't help but compare his feelings for her to his feelings for Kokoharu.
It seems that I have some caring attitude towards them, and I also like them a little bit and can't bear to part with them.
He suddenly understood why Jiu Huayue had just said that she didn't want to hide it like this.
If possible, he would also like to have a normal relationship again.
Starting today, preparations for the cultural festival of Grade 2-A Class officially begin.
Rehearsals for the stage play also started simultaneously. Every afternoon, the participating female students would go to the gymnasium to practice the script, while other students were responsible for preparing the props needed for the performance.
The princess's gorgeous dress, the prince's armor and sword, the great astrologer's staff and bell, the moon, sun, trees in the background, etc., all kinds of costumes and props depend on everyone. Cutting fabrics, decorating details, carving accessories.
It was really tiring. I basically couldn't go home after school and had to stay in the classroom to work.
Fujii Itsuki felt sorry for them, so he paid for the McDonald's out of his own pocket and ordered food for each child, including a hamburger, Coke, French fries, etc. Then he borrowed the Dean of Academic Affairs' car and drove out to bring all the things back.
Most little girls like this kind of fast food.
With delicious food to eat, everyone naturally talked and laughed, and worked much more efficiently.
Fujii Itsuki occasionally heard people talking about him, and everyone said that he was a good teacher or something like that.
When I got home in the evening, I had no idea where Mrs. Jiuhua had gone out to. She was nowhere to be seen.
Fujii Itsuki was busy correcting today's homework so that he could rest early, but he didn't expect that Jiuhuayue suddenly ran into his room.
Holding the homework book, her face was still red.
"what happened?"
"Teach me to do my homework."
".Just do your homework, why are you blushing? Come here."
Jiuhuayue quickly pulled a stool and sat down next to Fujii Itsuki. When she spread out her homework book, Fujii Itsuki began to look at the questions carefully, but he couldn't hold it in halfway through.
"Can you please stop touching my legs?"
".Feeling, feeling" Jiuhuayue said in a low voice.
"what?"
"It feels like you have lost interest in me these days."
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Fujii Itsuki was speechless, "Why do you say that?"
"Uncle, look for yourself. A few days ago, when you saw me coming home and saw me in my school uniform, you even tried to be naughty by secretly kissing me while I was cooking. Or you even pulled me to sit on your lap. But after that day, you seemed to have no interest in me anymore."
Jiuhuayue behaved particularly shyly.
What does this mean?
Do you mean you want to touch her yourself?
Do something bad to her?
"Ahem, I'm a serious person, and I've been busy with the cultural festival these days."
"You're just talking nonsense!" Jiuhuayue puffed up her face.
"Just do your homework, don't think about these things."
Then I really just did my homework throughout the whole process.
Fujii Itsuki originally planned to take a shower and go to bed, but unexpectedly, Jiuhuayue wanted to drag him to see a movie again.
See a movie?
Then let's see.
It was still raining and thundering outside. Jiuhuayue didn't like thunderstorms, so she pulled a blanket over and leaned on Fujii Itsuki's shoulder to watch the movie.
Just watch, Fujii Itsuki has been very focused, but inexplicably, Jiuhuayue's hands were restless under the blanket.
Fujii Itsuki returned the gesture and placed his hand on her thigh under the blanket.
She was wearing white over-the-knee socks. Sometimes when she was engrossed in watching a movie, her hands would inevitably go into her stockings, which felt very soft.
The two of them watched TV while playing with their hands under the blanket.
Unfortunately, the movie is a European and American blockbuster.
It is inevitable that European and American blockbusters will have some particularly ambiguous scenes between the male and female protagonists in their own rooms.
Fujii Itsuki was used to it and watched with a blank expression, but Jiuhuayue didn't seem to think so.
At the end of this clip, she suddenly withdrew her hand.
When Fujii Itsuki looked at her again, he saw that the girl's face was red. He didn't know whether it was because he kept tickling her or because she had just watched the clip. In short, Jiuhuayue was very shy, her eyes were a little evasive and timid, but she still plucked up the courage to sit on Fujii Itsuki's legs, facing him.
Look at each other for a few seconds.
Fujii Itsuki saw Jiuhuayue suddenly put her hands on both sides of her pleated skirt. Downward.
When they were face to face with a distance of less than 30 centimeters, in a moment, an indescribable fragrance appeared on his face.
"Take a deep breath." said the girl.
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"How is it?" the girl asked again.
“I can’t describe it.”