Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

"Squatting too long—"

Shiori held the booty in one hand, and held her ankle with the other hand, groping her way up and pinching her calf for a long time.

No use.

She squatted beside the pool for more than half an hour solidly.

Now the calf is sore and I basically don't feel anything.

The soles of my feet were numb as if thousands of ants had crawled over them, my legs were weak and I couldn't stand up.

Although it was true at the beginning that I had the idea of ​​taking advantage, but at the end of the game, I was really addicted to elementary school games and couldn't extricate myself, when I came back to my senses.

"Well……"

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She raised her head slowly, blinked her eyes, and pursed her lips tightly, with a hint of giving up on herself.

The center of gravity of the whole person swayed back and forth.

It seemed that he was trying very hard to stand up.

Then draw circles on the ground in frustration.

"Cough."

Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't help but chuckled.

"Carry you back?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi could see that the little girl had really worked hard. Thinking about it, she was right. To be able to concentrate on staring at the pool for more than half an hour is considered a gift to some extent.

But the temple fair has just begun...

Shiori tilted her head and hesitated for a moment, looking a bit embarrassed again, it is indeed good to have someone recite it, but it would be too wasteful to go back too early.

"That I want to go shopping later..."

Look at this greedy face, tsk tsk tsk.

"Then go to the bench to rest for a while?"

"Yeah. But I can't get up now."

Shiori opened her hands without hesitation, waiting for the person to squat down.

The lower body basically has no way to use force, but fortunately Fukuzawa Yukichi is half a head taller than her, and Shiori is wearing long trousers, so there is nothing particularly inconvenient.

Just lean forward.

One hand was around his neck, and he was leisurely carrying the water polo.

"Just rest beside me?"

Obviously only a few steps away.

"it is good."

Shiori rubbed her cheek against Fukuzawa Yukichi's back, raised her head and pressed her chin against his shoulder, and raised her slender waist again, with a bit of girlish shyness remaining.

"Because there will be a firework festival in a while, ah, there are chocolate bananas and apple candy next to it, I want to eat them all."

"Now I can't tell the difference."

Fukuzawa Yukichi fixed Shiori's leg with his backhand, and his hands were clenched into fists, which was not a gentleman's gesture.

Although the little girl's weight is nothing to him at all, the soft mass behind him really makes people feel a little...

Could this child be a little more self-conscious? !

……

There is self-realization for others, but not for you.

Feeling the increasingly stiff muscles under his hands, Shiori smirked innocently.

She deliberately moved closer, and whispered a suggestion in the young man's ear.

"Then... stop by the booth for a while, I have money in my pocket."

I didn't expect you to be such a foodie.

"It seems that I can't hold it in my hand, so let's take a break and buy it later."

Suddenly realizing that this action is not suitable for eating by herself, Shiori decisively gave up.

"Row."

"Thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa."

At this time, you don't want to call the president...

She sat on the bench under the tree with her feet crossed, and the atmosphere of the temple fair was not like a quiet winter night.

The long day lily-colored hair was scattered behind her, and the street lamp was shining on her body with a dim warm light, accompanied by the floating and wet water vapor in the air, and the stars were dotted.

Shiori took the apple candy Fukuzawa Yukichi bought for her later and stared at it for a long time.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, do you eat?"

"No."

Fukuzawa Yukichi lost his temper, and sat beside Shiori, watching her fiddling with the bamboo stick in her hand for a long time, not knowing where to start.

"Ah."

Shiori's teeth were stuck with the red crystal clear caramel layer, and she took a bite carefully.

Her lips touched the red hard candy, and the bits and pieces of sugar stuck to her teeth. She slowly licked off the crimson sugar bits, biting them with a creaking sound.

The crimson sugar soaked the lips, and the lips were dyed with a light color.

too sweet.

And so hard...

She likes the soft taste more, and she should have bought chocolate bananas when she was choosing one of the two.

So sure enough, something like apple candy has more symbolic meaning than actual meaning.

In fact, Shizhi didn't go to temple fairs in the real world very much, and he visited more messy temple fairs, such as the night walk in the ghost market, so it seemed a lot naive and naive just now.

Anyway, apple candy can't be melted, so let's bite slowly.

While thinking about it, he continued to grind his teeth on the side of the apple with small mouthfuls.

"Meow-"

The fluffy orange cat came out timidly from the bushes, hesitantly jumped repeatedly under Shiori's absolute animal affinity and Fukuzawa Yukichi's limitless cat-hating physique.

"Cat?"

Shiori bent down and reached out to nod the cute little brow.

It was probably a cat raised by a nearby business. Although it was inevitably covered with some withered grass clippings when it came out of the bushes, the orange hair balls were very clean, and its eyes were not fierce, not wild.

With a tentative and clever look, he probed his brain.

This is really a bit like Shiori who was swinging her feet on the tree back then.

Fukuzawa Yukichi silently glanced at it and evaluated it in his heart.

Especially covered in grass clippings, he still loved to shake cleanly for a long time, but in the end nothing came off the shake, and he looked ignorant.

It was exactly the same as Shiori with leaves still floating in her hair after she got down from the tree.

"There seem to be a lot of shops that keep cats nearby."

Shiori rubbed its head with interest, but didn't go up to hug it.

But the cat seemed to like her very much, and rolled over at her feet, acting affectionately and childishly.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, do you want to hug?"

I have also rested for a long time, and my feet are almost fine.

Her clear peach blossom eyes were sideways, her brows were picturesque, and the tails of her eyes were raised and seductive.

"..."

"No."

This suffocating sense of oppression.

Inexplicably, this bland question looks like a proposition.

"I promised, one cat is enough."

"Pfft, you remember."

Flowers bloomed on Shizhi's face, she pursed her lips with an upward arc, and her dimples sank deeply.

After thinking for a few seconds, Shiori felt that his Chinese scores were quite good, and his comprehension scores were also quite high, so he probably didn't over-interpret what he just said.

So, the sentence just now should be the meaning she understood, right?

"Mr. Yuji, your desire to survive is overwhelming."

She leaned forward and tapped Fukuzawa Yukichi's cheek with her lips, which smelled of sweet apples.

Then he backed away shyly.

"I'm rested, shall I continue shopping?"

When Shiori heard her voice pretending to be calm, she didn't tremble, and it took a lot of effort.

Then she heard—

"I not only remember, but also vaguely remember."

The man's voice seemed to be lowered a little, because he was so close that he could hold Shiori's wrist with his hand, and pull the little girl who had already started to retreat strategically.

He bowed his head and looked at each other.

"At least it looks like you were hungover yesterday?"

Although he was faintly aware of it, it was definitely at that second just now.

The little girl looks good at acting.

How many of the scenes that made him feel a little overwhelmed before were acted out?

Well!

Shiori opened her mouth halfway, and once again focused all her attention on the apple candy in her hand, taking one bite after another, eating with special concentration.

He bowed his head seriously and left the spinning on the top of his head to Fukuzawa Yukichi. In fact, his mind started to run at a high speed.

There is always an explanation for this.

Ah, speaking of which, it was indeed the "Hangover" script that she had in her hands yesterday.

It might still work in the future.

But yesterday's Shiori is already the past Shiori, how can what she said yesterday be asked of today's her?

You should find a time machine and question the "Shiori" at that time!

As for what happened before yesterday.

Then she couldn't remember even more.

Sometimes the cat's memory is like that of a fish, only seven seconds.

What's more, she never remembers to eat but not to eat, the sweet feeling remains, but as for what she did before then, she doesn't remember at all.

So she answered without blushing.

"Ah? Have you? Speaking of which, I did drink about two bottles of wine. It seems that I drank a lot, and I was dizzy."

"However, I just vaguely remembered some fragments."

Do not recognize it or not, at least not all of them.

what did you say?

I am not sure.

I was very honest yesterday, and I was very honest before, and I didn't lie a single word.

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The eye contact lasted nearly 1 minute.

Sharp and focused silver gray.

There was no condemnation in the eyes but it was...

Someone who looks thick-skinned is retreating steadily.

Although everyone is a leader, the level of majesty is completely different between a leader who manages a group of "bad boys" and a leader who can treat the leader as a brat and raise his subordinates.

She couldn't bear it anymore, and turned her head to the side, her eyes were already full of water, her ears were dripping with blood, and even her neck was red.

He looked down at the stone chair in front of him, as if the dust on the stone chair was particularly attractive.

The arm kept trying to retract it, but found that the other party was firmly pulling her wrist. The strength was not too strong, but there was no way to break free easily.

After a while, she found that there was really nothing she could do.

So the limited show of shame began.

"I'm younger than you, so don't bully me."

The voice has a soft tremolo.

unacceptable.

"Cough, cough, you bully me, my wrists are red..."

The strength of suppressing the wrist immediately relaxed a lot, she retracted her hand in an instant, and held it at the corner of her eyes.

She herself wears red eyeshadow, and when she rubs it a little, tears come out immediately.

While "crying", he glanced up cautiously through the gap between his fingers, then continued to cry, and took another peek.

Kaguya-kun, thank you for sharing your personal experience, I will never laugh at your food again.

I will definitely invite you to dinner if I have the opportunity in the future.

Now that the tricks I have used are more useful than talking on paper! (No)

In the end, the effect of being confused by her gag was remarkable. Of course, Shiori seriously suspected that the other party had seen through her acting skills. It was really just because the other party was older (accented accent) and tolerated her.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

The adult said that it is enough to save face, and she is still very satisfied with the result anyway.

She immediately adjusted her mentality, and this time she was able to walk away with Fukuzawa Yukichi's arm in a fair manner.

People come and go, and colorful fireworks bloom in the air without warning.

Like a warm orange sunflower, it turns into a bright silver shooting star after blooming.

"Fukuzawa Yukichi, I like you."

She heard herself say it.

Countless haikus of Heian-kyo flashed through Shiori's mind, all the words were on his lips, and he was afraid that the straight man of steel would not understand.

Forget it, save the romantic stuff for later, and be straightforward first.