Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Because it was proposed by the other party first, it is of course a bit cryptic, and it is necessary to understand the turn, but rounding up is also the other party who spoke first, so Shiori, who values ​​the sense of ritual, grabbed Fukuzawa Yukichi's sleeve corner.

Under the gorgeous fireworks in the sky, raise your head.

There was a lot of voices, the surrounding area was full of noisy hawking, and the sound of fireworks was also very loud. Shiori's normal volume was almost drowned in the crowd.

She didn't blush, her heart didn't beat, and after she said this sentence seriously, she blinked and turned her eyes to the sky very naturally.

Well, it's not natural, to be precise, it's a slightly stiff head turning.

"Hmm...it always feels a little weird."

Shiori reflected in a low voice.

I no longer confirmed whether the other party really heard clearly, anyway, I didn't even glance around from the corner of my eyes.

She was sure the other party could hear him.

After practicing ancient martial arts for so many years, the eyes and ears must be sharper than ordinary people.

"Take care of me?"

"Yes, but you have to give me time to react."

Fukuzawa Yukichi was a little helpless and surprised, feeling his sleeves being gently pulled, and looked down.

That piece of fabric has been unconsciously gathered in the palm of the little girl's hand, and the surrounding area of ​​the fabric that is not under her hand is completely stretched and taut.

Such a small subconscious movement, she probably didn't notice it at all, the index finger and thumb of her right hand were constantly rubbing, and she knew it was quite nervous at first glance.

"So, it always feels a little weird."

Shiori still didn't look back, her neck was as slender as a swan, and because of the movement of raising her head, half of her slender clavicle was even turned out at the neckline.

Just looking at her side face under the fireworks, she probably fell into a conditioned reflex state, but she didn't look very shy.

Shiori herself no longer has any clear self-awareness, her words echoed in her mind, and then she began to think about what was strange.

It's not that the confession is strange, but, how should I put it?

This is not because.

She is shy.

perhaps.

The warm breath suddenly came closer.

The falling point lightly touched the corner of Shiori Feihong's eye.

It was very quick and light, just like the feeling she had just secretly kissed Fukuzawa Yukichi on the cheek.

The other party wrapped her shoulders with a broad hand, and then rubbed the top of the little girl's fluffy hair.

"Return gift?"

Because of the cheek kiss just now?

Shiori froze for a few seconds when she raised her head, her curled and long eyelashes fluttered slightly like a butterfly's wings, casting a fan-shaped shadow under the flickering lights.

Looking at the beauty under the lights, there is already a hazy sense of beauty, coupled with Shiori's three-dimensional facial features, the light and shadow seem to favor her, and under the flickering glare, her side face looks even more stunning.

After these words, Ruxue's cheeks finally became cherry pink belatedly.

Then gradually there was a posture of being out of control, and it spread rapidly to the surroundings.

Finally, his eyes fell back and he turned his head away.

His eyes were burning, and there was a bit of girlish stubbornness.

"No, it's... a confession."

The voice was very soft, and there was some hesitation in punctuating the sentence, and even Shiori felt a little bit embarrassed mixed in.

It's not his style to always let girls take the initiative. Although he is reserved and not good at expressing himself, he does.

I always think seeing Shiori with such an expression is very cute.

Even the little action of unconsciously grabbing the corner of his sleeve//ravaging is cute.

"what?"

Sure enough, she subconsciously turned her head to the side, trying to see the other person's expression clearly.

It's rare for Fukuzawa Yukichi to feel embarrassed!

Just at that moment, the bangs on his forehead were gently brushed away, and the unexpected kiss fell again.

"I just wanted to kiss the one here, but you haven't turned your head around."

"You have beautiful eyes."

……

You play me?

"Ah, thanks."

She nodded dully.

But sorry.

Now she doesn't seem to be able to speak other words except ah and thank you.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Woo woo woo.

Her heart almost stopped beating. It was the kid from the detective agency who told her.

[The president's lifelong event has not been decided yet, and I feel like I will be alone forever]

【Because the president's eyes are too scary, ordinary girls will be scared to death on the spot】

who said that! !

What do you singles know.

Girls will not be scared to death on the spot.

After all, the eyes are provocative and sullen when they are focused. (slapping the table crazily)

She has a hundred non-repetitive rainbow farts to boast about.

"Actually, I've always thought that my favorite type should be a woman with elegant virtues."

He also seemed to know that Shiori didn't put too much thought into managing her expressions, so he thoughtfully raised his head not to look at her face.

Hmm, it sounds like Kunikida-kun's aesthetic has been influenced by you.

Shiori's divergent thinking began to relieve the pressure on her high-pressure overloaded mind.

I am quite virtuous in a loose sense, and quite elegant when I am serious. (bu)

After Shizhi finished digesting the words, he listened again.

"Now……"

"Find vague words that can't describe it."

How he feels now.

The so-called standards are probably before encountering a suitable existence, before they can make various requirements with ease.

"should……"

She heard herself groaning.

"Should, if we speak strictly, we will exclude Kunikida-kun for the time being. Generally, no one chooses a mate based on the ideal type. Fukuzawa-kun, you probably didn't list the criteria for the whole two pages, right?"

Even if there was her, she would definitely not change according to that standard. It would be faster to delete those standards as soon as possible.

"Huh? I haven't considered this issue before."

That vague answer seems to have been brought up when he was playing games with his subordinates at the annual meeting, and now it is probably...

To ease the atmosphere?

"That's good, that's good. To be honest, I think it's absolutely impossible to find it like Kunikida's. No girl would be like that."

Shizhi recalled with lingering fear the shocking glance at the beginning, which was full of two pages of requests.

No such, she assured, no such.

You may be able to discover the advantages of the other two pages during your relationship, but you really can't find someone looking for those two pages.

Shiori, whose thoughts were smoothly diverted, finally let go of her tuanqiuball's hand while laughing.

After coughing, pretending to be nonchalant, he began to think of a way to restore the large wrinkled piece to its original shape.

Then began to recover the crime scene and the hand was caught.

Wrapped into the opponent's palm.

When was this little trick of hers discovered?

The palm that held the sword all the year round was a bit rough, but the temperature was very high. She also secretly spread her hand in his palm, and her four fingers were slightly bent around his tiger's mouth.

Interlocking fingers is too tired and crooked, now holding hands is already very happy.

The Fireworks Conference is the final stage of the entire temple fair, and it will be almost midnight when hundreds of thousands of gorgeous lights bloom in the sky.

After experiencing a series of shocks, Shiorimoto was a night owl, but this time he rarely started to yawn.

"Let's go back."

She rubbed her half-opened and half-closed eyes, feeling hazy and sleepy, and after taking a breath, sparkling water flooded into her eye sockets.

"Or, you can carry me back."

Shiori, who has half fully revealed her true nature, is eight percent like a salted fish.

Who said that he was bigger than Luanbu?

Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly remembered what someone swore not long ago.

This slapstick look is too proficient, and definitely has a lot in common with Ranpo.

Shiori, who didn't get a negative answer, assumed that she got a positive answer.

He skillfully ran behind him, jumped with a sweep, bent and hooked his legs, and the whole set of movements was called smooth and smooth.

He hooked the little girl's legs with his backhand, feeling his back sinking, and the flowing hair brushed his neck inadvertently, itching.

There was an even breathing sound behind him, rising and falling, which was fairly steady.

"Shiori?"

"Don't call me, I'm asleep."

Well, ok ok, just when you fell asleep.

# # #

Yosano Akiko, who went shopping with Ranpo, returned to the hotel after eight o'clock. After all, her group pet would go to bed around nine o'clock every day, and Kunikida stubbornly followed his plan, which was not interesting.

The newcomer is not yet old enough to drink, and Dunjun and Jinghua went in and out together again, and they haven't come back yet.

In the end, she had no choice but to catch Dazai and fight her for a drink. She held the bottle and smiled at the only colleague who could still have a drink.

After going through a series of conquests, he successfully left behind the colleague who started to be delirious and drunk and disturbed Kunikida's sleep.

Holding the half-drunk wine bottle, Dugu Qiubai and Dr. Xie Ye were looking forward to the roommate who could compete with her last night. They leaned against the window and looked downstairs from time to time.

She specially created an opportunity for that child. She should have made progress with the president.

Originally, there were a few sisters in their group. If Kirako Haruno also came this time, they should help and assist together. Now there is one less person...

People tried their best to help her away, and there was nothing else to help.

? !

It seems that they don't need help from others.

Not only is this progress, it looks like this is meant to be settled?

Shiori leaned lightly behind the president, her arms wrapped around his neck intimately, her cheeks were pressed against his shoulders, her breathing fluctuated steadily, and she looked like she was asleep.

"President?"

She saw two figures in the courtyard, and soon heard a knock on the door.

"With Yosano."

"That...Shiori her?"

"I was still awake just now, probably fell asleep on the road."

Fukuzawa Yukichi gently put the little girl behind him on the bed, and pulled the quilt for her thoughtfully.

Because the movement was a little too big, Shiori slapped Fukuzawa Yukichi's arm, but after all she was asleep, and she didn't have a lot of strength. She turned around and got on the quilt, turning over.

Rubbing her cheek against the soft pillow, she continued to sleep contentedly.

"what……"

I was very confused, feeling like I missed a hundred million.

What the hell happened between you guys?

Could it be that watching the fireworks and going shopping directly confirmed the relationship, and even dated by the way?

"What about the rest?"

"Dunjun and Jinghua just came back, they are washing up, and everyone else has returned."

"Ah."

She and Yosano Akiko watched her boss leave with a dazed face, and focused all the question marks on the Hanhan sisters who were sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Shiori, at least take off your pants, change your clothes and go to bed."

"Awake."

She straightened up with the pillow under her body, half-closed her eyes, turned around, and searched for slippers under the bed for a long time.

"It always feels like a lot has just happened."

"Well, that's probably what happened in your head."

She yawned and nodded vaguely.

!!!

Sorry, pardon her.

The stories in her mind had gone too fast, to the point where Jin Jiang probably couldn't put them on the table and write them directly.

What's more, she even considered whether the child is a boy or a girl, and what nickname she should give her.

There was a second of silence with Xie Ye, and he removed some fragments that he thought were impossible to happen with conscience and brains, and further made up his mind.

"Because my parents weren't there when I went out, I couldn't help but mess around a bit."

parents?

"I want to drink."

Before Yosano Akiko could fully understand the meaning of her words, she saw that the girl who was supposed to be half asleep touched the wine cup on the coffee table.

He poured the wine in an extremely bold manner and drank it all in one gulp.

"Now there is a question, a very serious question."

She opened her eyes, but became somewhat sober because of the stimulation of alcohol.

"Well, you said."

"What am I going to tell my family when I go back?"

"I went on a trip with my friend, and then, when I went back, I turned my crush into a boyfriend."

She really didn't mean to.

e.

but.

I think you are playing with color, but there seems to be no evidence.

"Forget it, I'm asleep."

Yoshino watched as Shiori quickly changed his clothes, brushed his teeth and washed his hands, got into bed, and covered his face in the quilt.

"Little poem?"

"Don't call me, I'm asleep."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Honmaru: Where is my Ji-kun?Such a big and cute cabbage was kidnapped like this? ? ?

Shiori: To be precise, the cabbage itself can't wait to have it delivered to your door.

Honmaru: Hime-kun...

Shiori: Don't call me, I fell asleep and really fell asleep