If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

"Oh, that's it." Yui blinked her eyes, and she was willing to believe her good friend's words: "Is it the library, almost never been there. But it's normal for Xiaoxue to go to the library, Xiaoxue Why do you go to the library? You obviously don’t take lectures in class.”

"Hey, hey," Kyosuke leaned back on the pole, turned around and was facing Yui, "I remember that among the few people sitting next to me in the classroom, you were not there, sitting not far from me How do you know that I don't listen to lectures in class?"

The girl with a dumpling head rubbed her breasts against Yukino's arm, and looked at Kyosuke with a red face, full of lust/angry: "Everyone in the school knows that [the ultra-violent ass supplicant who is hungry for food] is an ignorant guy, People who don’t know this are already out~”

"Huh? Have I become a brand-new fashion element?" Kyosuke scratched his cheek, looking ashamed of being praised.

"People are not praising you!" Yui expressed her dissatisfaction with this brazen guy in a girly voice.

The three of them stood in an empty seat and chatted for a while before the bus slowly pulled into the station again.

Yui let go of Yukino's arm, and the white shirt was slightly stained with sweat.

Kyosuke stood up from the thin pillar he was leaning on, and waved goodbye to Yui: "Yuhihama, then we will go first."

Yukino walked to the side of Kyosuke, looked back at Yui: "Goodbye, Yubihama-san, it's best not to go home too late."

"I know, I'm not a child anymore. Bye bye~" The cute pink dumpling waved vigorously at the two, watched them get off the car and walked shoulder to shoulder, and then sat gently on the on the vacant seat.

Look out the window.

Didn't ask me where I was going until the end, Xiaoxue and Xiaojie...

Her pink hair fluttered like a bouquet of cherry blossoms in the incoming wind.

128 Yukinoshita Yukino is not heartless ([-])

Chiba City University Library.

The clear sunlight diffused a halo in the high corner of the building.

Although it was tall, it was far less than a skyscraper, not even half of the high-end apartment where Yukino and Kyosuke lived.

Layers of neatly arranged floor-to-ceiling glass are wiped clean, but the overall building has no sense of modern design.

After all, it's getting old.

Kyosuke and Yukino walked into the library at a slower pace than usual when going to school or returning home together.

In the final analysis, it was because Yukino with her big white legs was afraid of being exposed.

This chiffon skirt chosen by the girl Yui is indeed pretty, but it is still a bit shorter than the school uniform skirt Yukino usually wears.

A lot of fat-like thigh meat protruded from the dangling skirt, and the two protruding white legs were like slender jade pillars.

After walking such a few steps, it attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Most of them lingered on the legs and then looked at the cheeks, showing surprise, then turned to Kyosuke who was walking side by side, and then it was the feeling of seeing a pile of cow dung.

The kind with flowers.

Entering the library, the rows of floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated the extremely high and spacious interior very brightly, but the ears suddenly fell silent.

The sound of the car and the wind disappeared, leaving only the sound of friction when turning pages and the extremely restrained voice when talking with the staff.

Yukino glanced at Kyosuke, and the literary girlish eyes that were very suitable for the library were asking him if he had any books that he wanted to read.

Kyosuke shook his head with his hands in his pockets like a fool. He came here to kill time or to take refuge. For him, the library is a quiet place where the air conditioner is cool.

Yukino tapped her sharp chin, turned her head to Jingsuke, and motioned for her to come upstairs with me.

Kyosuke raised an eyebrow in agreement.

Today is a day off. Logically speaking, there should be more people in the library than usual, but in fact it is still a little deserted. Even half of the square tables in the reading area are far from full.

Is it a facility gradually obsolete by the times?

The two of them didn't take the elevator and walked up to the second floor step by step.

In fact, Kyosuke, who has never been in, just passed by, didn't know that there was no elevator here.

But judging by the number of floors and the height of each floor, there probably is.

The second floor is followed by the third floor, followed by the fourth floor.

There are many and wide steps between each floor.

Kyosuke deliberately walked behind Yukino, in order to help her block the sight of the people below, so as not to lose her sight.

Of course he couldn't see anything himself.

It wasn't until Kyosuke was a little out of breath that Yukino stopped her very regular steps.

He looked around calmly, and waited for Kyosuke to straighten out his breath before leading him to the depths of this layer.

Kyosuke, who was following behind, felt a little regretful. When he went upstairs just now, he deliberately didn't use any body skills, breath adjustment or the like. Is playing tennis for an hour or two worthwhile?

The result was little success.

It may be that the previous loss was too serious.

Originally, when I was growing up, I couldn’t eat anything, and because I was always hungry, I didn’t dare to exercise very much, so now I can’t make up for it in a short time.

Looking around from time to time, Yukinoshita's footsteps never stopped, and he obviously had a clear purpose.

Kyosuke followed him in the bookshelves separated from the reading area, and took a deep breath, filled with the smell of ink.

I don't know if the smell from these printed books can be called the smell of ink.