[comprehensive] poor students

Atobe has been very depressed in the past few days, and the reason for his irritation is that Mochizuki, who intentionally or unintentionally revealed his crush on him that day!

Although the other party hadn't expressed anything since that day, and his attitude towards him was still very casual, Atobe always felt that something was broken, which was very awkward.

And whether to give Mochizuki a response is also a big problem for him.

He's pretty sure he's a straight guy, even though he's never dated a girl or liked anyone else, but he's a straight, straight guy!

What he likes should be elegant women, not Mochizuki's kind of athletic...male...students who are first in grades all year round, have nothing to say about good quality, and are good-looking.

...Well, there seems to be something wrong.

Atobe couldn't help but fell into deep reflection.

In short, no matter what, he should talk to Mochizuki immediately, and then politely refuse. Although it will be awkward to meet in the future, this is a responsible performance.

Yossie, go now!

Atobe secretly made up his mind in his heart, took a deep breath, raised his legs and took a step towards Mochizuki with firm eyes.

——and immediately retreated back.

... But Mochizuki is already miserable, if he is rejected by his sweetheart again, will he be unable to bear the blow and break down and cry or something.

Atobe, whose brain was wide open, instantly thought of insanity, suicide note, suicide by hanging, etc., and immediately hugged his head in horror.

What to do, what to do, as expected, I agreed first before talking... Wait!He is straight, he can't agree, it's better to refuse... But the consequences of rejection...

Until the end, Atobe was still deeply entangled and chose to put this issue on hold.

"Atobe." Ren Zuzu who came to him at some time and looked at him called him with a smile, a fleeting light flashed in his eyes: "Did something happen between you and Mochizuki?"

"?!" Atobe, who was poked at the center, froze suddenly, even a little fear was added between his brows, but he still put on a tough smile and said, "What are you talking about, we are the same as usual !"

"Because recently, every time Atobe sees Mochizuki, he will unconsciously look away." Ninzuzu counted one by one with his fingers: "And when the body touches, the whole body will become stiff, just like now."

"It feels weird, are you sure nothing happened?" He asked again.

Atobe: ...is he so obvious? !

He actually observed him so carefully, he really couldn't tolerate this guy's peeping!

"It's so annoying, it's all your illusion!"

Atobe, who immediately listed Shinobu as the first guy who should be vigilant in his life, desperately pretended to be cruel, squinted at the other party, left a word indifferently, then turned around and strode... away.

But Mochizuki, who knew nothing about this matter, lived a life that was no different from the past, and did not notice that there was a person who was confused by his ambiguous words at the time.

However, on this day, when he was squatting on the grass on the campus during his lunch break and grazing silently, he encountered an incident of campus bullying for no reason.

"You guy, aren't you too proud recently?" From a remote corner where no one was around, came a vicious female voice first.

"That's right, she is obviously an ugly girl, but she still wants to talk to Master Atobe, it's really ignorant." Someone around echoed.

...Senior Atobe?what happened.

After listening to their words for about seven or eight minutes, Mochizuki suddenly raised his head curiously, pricked up his ears, and stopped grazing in his mouth because of his engrossing attention.

After about half a minute, he faintly heard a female voice sobbing in a low voice, and she seemed to be muttering something, as if she was justifying or begging.

"Cut, you're just a sow, what excuses are you looking for to mess with our fan supporters! You're so brave."

There was another burst of disdainful laughter in the distance.

Finally realizing that someone might be being bullied, Mochizuki stood up quickly, threw the food (grass) in his hand on the ground, and walked quickly towards the source of the sound.

When he first arrived at the scene, he found three beautifully dressed girls leaning against the tree trunk a few meters away from him. One of them was holding a bucket of sewage in his hand, and was suddenly yelling at the girl who was kneeling and crying on the grass opposite him. Splash away.

If this bucket of water is poured down, it must be impossible to see people at all.

Mochizuki thought in a trance.

But what was one step faster than his thoughts was his body. At the moment when the girl spilled the sewage, he had already used his excellent motor nerves to run up to the crying girl in two or three steps, and grabbed the girl Push her away.

A second later, there was a splash, and the basin of water was poured on his body, and he was instantly drowned, still smelly.

It was as if the egg that he had stored for a year and was not willing to eat had hit himself, the pungent stench almost made him unable to breathe, and the wet clothes stuck to his skin were like insect bites Generally, itching is endless.

Mochizuki frowned and looked down at his horrible appearance, feeling very upset for a moment, he was always a bit of a clean freak, he just wanted to get rid of himself immediately!

Shocked by the sudden behavior of the person who rushed over to seek death, the fierce-eyed girl on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then she recovered and cursed loudly: "I'm sick, it's none of your business, you deserve it!"

Hearing this, Mochizuki, who was already in a bad mood, dropped a few degrees, looked coldly at the girl who was speaking, and did not speak.

He has always upheld the idea of ​​respecting girls and does not intend to be rough on them.

But that doesn't mean you can't kill them with your mind! !

Stared at by this ferocious gaze, the girl who only bullies the soft and fears the hard is a little scared, swallowing her saliva and taking a step back.

And the girl who was pushed away and was still crying also recovered from her confusion at this moment, she quickly ran to the side of the stinky savior, handed a tissue from her pocket guiltily, and whispered: "Are you okay, I'm so sorry."

Mochizuki turned her head calmly, took her tissue and thanked her, "Thank you."

At this time, the bullying girl who had been silent all this time suddenly murmured, "This person... isn't Mochizuki-kun from the tennis club, the one from the first grade."

"From the tennis club?!"

As soon as they heard about the tennis club, the girls who immediately thought of Mr. Atobe shivered in fear, and didn't dare to say anything harsh, and ran away without looking back when no one was paying attention.

Mochizuki didn't stop them from leaving, but just lowered her head and carefully wiped the stains on the clothes with a paper towel, but the result was predictably useless.

This time, the rescued girl felt even more guilty. She bit her lip, lowered her head and said, "I'm really sorry, if it wasn't for saving me..."

"Can you do me a favor?" Mochizuki suddenly interrupted her: "Find someone for me."

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When Atobe heard that Mochizuki had an accident, he was in a bad mood, and immediately forgot the awkward mood of the past few days, and rushed to the place pointed by the girl.

And when he found Mochizuki out of breath, she was sitting listlessly on the ground, seemingly unharmed, except that the originally clean shirt was dyed black and exuded an unpleasant smell. breath.

Atobe's face turned half black in an instant, and he couldn't help asking: "What's going on?"

"Well. I saved someone, but I was accidentally splashed on it." Mochizuki explained simply, he didn't get too entangled in this issue, and instead stretched out his hand to Atobe: "Take it off."

Atobe: "...huh?"

...What did he hear just now, what does Tuo, Tuo mean? !Could it be? ! !

Instantly feeling the warmth of his cheeks, Atobe couldn't help covering his neckline, and took a step back like a shy girl.

He will not give in!

Mochizuki looked at his twitching movements in puzzlement, and stretched out his hand again: "Lend me your coat, I can't meet people like this."

I have already filled my brain with the traces of various things: "...Oh."

He breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took off his uniform, and handed it to Mochizuki: "Where's your other uniform?"

Ice Emperor's uniform usually has two sets in case of emergency, but this obviously does not apply to Mochizuki.

"I only bought this one (because I didn't have enough money), so I cherish it all the time. I didn't expect... and there are only those two clothes at home. I usually pay attention not to get dirty." Mochizuki unbuttoned the shirt button, said weakly.

There are no other spare uniforms, and now the only one is soiled, which is even worse, not to mention washing clothes requires soap, water, clothes hangers...

After thinking for a while about all kinds of places that need to spend money, he is in a bad mood.

Mochizuki, who was immersed in fantasy, took off his coat first, and then began to unbutton his wet shirt. Atobe, who was still serious at first, noticed his movement, and suddenly his eyes widened in shock, and he opened his mouth and said silently. Shouting, and when Mochizuki's movements revealed his delicate collarbone and a large white chest, he couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward.

Then grab the opponent's collar and pull it up hard.

"Wait, what are you doing in public?!" he yelled nervously.

The wet and sticky feeling that finally disappeared stuck to the skin again, Mochizuki gave him a dissatisfied look, and asked quietly: "Senior, don't you think it stinks?"

As soon as he said this, he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe, and suddenly felt a strong stench encroaching on his nasal cavity, he retreated a few steps unbearably, and did not raise his hand until the bad smell gradually dissipated. His arm wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

It's simply a biochemical weapon, it's terrible!

And when he was busy breathing, Mochizuki took off his shirt three or five times, revealing his slender and smooth upper body, and then quickly put Atobe's coat on his body.

The speed was so fast that Atobe, who wanted to sneak a peek, could hardly see anything clearly: Tsk.

And the coat, which was already a bit bulky, was even bigger when it was put on him.

If I have to say it, it is the déjà vu of the boyfriend's coat.And there was nothing in it.

Wait... nothing is on.

...not wearing

……wear.

It was a pity just now that Atobu didn't pay close attention to Wang Yue's change of clothes, but felt that his face was hot, and there seemed to be some hot liquid flowing down his nasal cavity. He quickly covered his nose, turned around and squatted down, trying not to look at it. An imaginative figure.

At the same time, I have to carry the core socialist values ​​in my heart over and over again.

The author has something to say: Atobe: It’s so scary, I almost bend over.But that's okay, I'm still straight.

Atobe's state of mind can be quoted:

Netizen: Lost Movie Comments [Atobu: What should I do? He likes me, should I agree, no, I can’t promise him, what should I do? Or should I agree to him, no... —— Brain supplement]

In addition, thinking about cp is very troublesome, so I just go to the original part, which happens to be beautiful and rich, which is very suitable for Mochizuki's taste.It's probably a single arrow now.

It's even later today, and I still don't have time to modify it, so I'll post it first!

感谢读者“迷失的影”,灌溉营养液+12018-01-1423:19:07

muah!