[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

"Uh... so you want to sit here?"

When the bus back to Kanagawa came to pick him up, Kurosawa sat in the previous seat and looked at the two unyielding people in front of him with some hesitation.

The boy's fever came and went quickly. After taking the antipyretics and taking a nap, Kurosawa soon recovered, but correspondingly, it was impossible to do the training again, and they also returned to Kanagawa immediately.

After bidding farewell to Ice Empress with his bag, Kurosawa quickly took the seat he had taken when he arrived, which was in the middle, a seat by the window.

Before he could sit down, Kosaburo Mori and Seiichi Yukimura appeared in front of his seat almost at the same time, as if they wanted to sit down.

"Well, little Kurosawa, can you sit with your senior?" As the instigator of Kurosawa's fever, Mouri has already been suppressed by the angry Lihai people, and he doesn't want to... Maori, who is trying to make up for his mistakes, is very active Those who want to squeeze to the side of Kurosawa.

But obviously, someone else thought the same as him. The newly appointed minister put one hand on the cushion in front of him, and tapped the cushion with his slender fingers.

Yukimura Seiichi smiled gently, but he didn't give in at all, "Mori-senpai, there are still a lot of seats in the back, please go and sit in the back!"

"But I want to sit with Kurosawa." Maori didn't back down, "Master Minister, you probably have a lot of things to do, so it's better to sit alone!"

"Uh...how about I go to the back and you sit here together?" Kuisawa didn't quite understand whether his position was better in Feng Shui, but he chose to give up this position after weighing it up, and it seemed that neither of them wanted to back down. .

Carefully inserting words between the two confronting people, Seiichi Yukimura looked at Kurosawa who was at a loss, stretched out his hands and rubbed his head, and then his tone was a bit cold, but his attitude was still as gentle as ever , "But Moori-senpai, if you fall asleep on the bus, I won't worry about Kurosawa."

The implication is that you can't even manage yourself well, Maori, so it's better not to harm your juniors.

Maori naturally understood the meaning, and just as he was about to have an attack, a pair of hands passed under his armpit behind his back, firmly clasped his shoulders and dragged him back.

Rinichiro Watanabe nodded to Yukimura, hiding his merits and fame, and then impatiently served Mouri's head with an iron fist.

Suppressed by ruthless force, Maori wailed and sat in the empty seat angrily, and finally became honest.

Satisfied, Seiichi Yukimura sat beside Kurosawa, tilted his head and smiled softly at Kurosawa, "Don't worry, Mori-senpai can sit anywhere."

"Uh...is that so?" Kurosawa blinked, his reason told him that it was definitely not the case, but his intuition made him accept the reason.

Kurosawa would no longer be entangled in things that he couldn't figure out, and he apologized to Yukimura a little apologetically, "Sorry, because of me, the camp will end early."

Because of a sudden illness, the original plan for the afternoon was no longer carried out, and they set off on their way back after lunch. Yukimura is probably sitting here because of this...

Little Sun, who had dragged everyone down, fell into deep self-blame, Lan Zhanzhan's eyes dimmed, and even his hair drooped listlessly by his ears.

Yukimura Seiichi nodded, not denying the fact.

As a result, Kurosawa became visibly more depressed.

"But, Kurosawa," Yukimura Seichi said earnestly, "Illness is not something you can expect. Such emergencies are not unavoidable in a dorm. No one can guarantee 100% of one thing. Can't go wrong."

Yukimura stretched out his hand, and pressed his calloused warm palm to the back of Kurosawa's neck. When Kurosawa looked up at him suspiciously, Yukimura Seiichi looked at those blue eyes that were as clear as jewels. They were really beautiful. That is his favorite blue.

He smiled softly and said, "No one will blame you for this incident, so you don't need to blame yourself. After all, the purpose of this sleepover is to relax. If you feel burdened by it, What's the point in that?"

"Relax?" Kurosawa slipped his Adam's apple unknowingly. He has seen too many handsome or beautiful people, but it is rare to see someone as beautiful as the same table.

The close-range beauty crit made Kurosawa a little stunned, but then he realized that the distance between the two of them was a bit close, or in other words, when Yukimura put his hand on the back of his neck, he subconsciously went to Yukimura leaned over there.

Kurosawa blushed suddenly, and he moved back as hard as he could until his body was completely against the window, "I!!! I...I know!"

Yukimura Seiichi's hand was still in the air in a daze, and it was a pity that he clenched it tightly in the air. He took it back calmly, "It's good that you know."

"Yeah!" Kurosawa nodded illogically in response, the feeling of being unable to think after having a fever seemed to strike again, I am afraid that if Yukimura said that he was going to sell him now, he would also be able to respond without noticing it.

There was no talking for the rest of the way, the carriage was quiet and quiet, the car was like a warm cradle on the bumpy road, the afternoon was the peak of sleepiness, Kurosawa tilted his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

With the shaking of the carriage, his head slammed against the glass, and then he was carefully taken to the other side by the sober person beside him.

Perhaps it was because the breath of the person beside him was too familiar, Kurosawa relaxed his slightly frown brows, and his breathing became more stable.

It was the first time that someone fell asleep on his shoulder, Yukimura Seiichi raised the corners of his mouth, looked behind him out of the corner of his eye, and the fierce-looking Mori-senpai stared at this place angrily, seeing that Yukimura Seiichi After coming over, the other party snorted childishly, and turned his head out of the window.

Senior Maori is good, but he is too lazy and always likes to do some extra things. After the camp, let Liu make a new training plan, so that everyone has no time to do other things.

In addition, if he wants to be lazy, let Sanada pay more attention. This year's Kanto competition, Rikkai University will win with a complete victory, and Mori seniors, as an important part, always have to work harder.