Net King Simulation Game

Continuing from the previous chapter, I, Hikichiwaka, Yushi Ninzuzu, and a certain shepherd dog Akutagawa Jiro who had already slept through the night, the four of us squeezed into the corridor with a lot of traffic outside Group C of the second grade, attracting passers-by. Everyone turned their heads frequently, especially when I still had one hanging on my body. In the eyes of others, this shape is really... bold—after thinking about it for a long time, the author Sang could only come up with this word.

Simply put, they were watched again.

Is it finally time for Kong-sang and me to have a high return rate...

Mouth!

In fact, the three people beside them are quite famous in this school, what's more, there is a special support group, and the number of them seems to be quite a lot.

So the ones being stared at are actually a few of them, except for the weird shape of being hugged by the thigh, Kong Sang is just incidental, and that kind of incidental also has a sense of bitterness from the heroine of a campus romance drama.

I rubbed my head, implying to myself over and over again that I am just a tree, just a tree, a tree...

"Akong~~" The one that completely fell into the role of "sloth" once again hugged the "tree" in hand, rubbed it comfortably, smacked its lips, and finally took a comfortable position and continued to sleep.As for the "tree", Kongsang me was completely stiff.

=Dish=! ! !

Can you understand what it feels like for a girl who has never had a first love to be rubbed against her thigh by an alien!

That shallow breath, that warm snort, the skin on the leg is as hot as being burned at the moment, I have no doubt whether it is full of masculine smell! !

Nima, can you guys settle down instead? ! !

I forcefully suppressed the scream that had reached my throat, and shook my hands, trying to push away a certain furry head.

Once, without moving.Twice, still nothing.three times……

Fortunately, just when I was about to reach the limit of my patience, the other two saw my embarrassment and offered to help. Before I could respond, the two of them finished the division of labor and started working officially.It wasn't long before I regretted why I hadn't turned down their offer in time.

Do you know how they sign up for help? It's very simple, one person and one head can get it done.The so-called one person with one head actually means that one person is holding my shoulder, and the other person bends down to pull the one who really treats himself like a sloth, and starts to pull in the opposite direction.

Yes, pull.

Next is the sound effect

—Hey hey hey hey hey...

——I want to face the wall automatically, thank you.

But the two of them tried this several times, and every time they either couldn't pull it or strangled me, it hurt my flesh.In the end, it was I who suppressed the urge to scream, and stopped the enthusiastic behavior of the two with a painful expression on my face.

The main reason is that this tug-of-war posture is too embarrassing [cover your face], I am also very embarrassing when I look at it, okay, there are a bunch of people watching, okay, at least save some face for myself, hey!

However, I never would have thought that these two normally serious people would come up with such a nonsensical solution.

Very good, your image in my mind has completely collapsed.Sure enough, princes are unreliable.

I sat down as if exhausted, and sat against the foot of the wall in a melancholy posture at a 45-degree elevation angle. Since the child Akutagawa Jiro hugged me tightly and refused to let go, he inevitably followed my movements and lay down together.What's even more irritating is that he even put his head on the pillow, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep soundly.

Oh, the so-called knee pillow, many shoujo comics appear in the scene, and the appearance rate in the romance fan is not low, it is one of the ways for girls to develop love games to gain favorability.

I'm completely speechless.

The two handsome young men standing in front of me looked at me quite helplessly, their usually calm or casual faces rarely showed a trace of imperceptible embarrassment.The blue-haired boy with glasses adjusted his glasses uncomfortably, and coughed lightly: "Well, Aoi-chan, it's cold on the ground..."

Although the one I had more contact with on weekdays didn't say anything, his expression meant the same thing.

I looked at them silently, not knowing how to answer.

I would say that I was a little tired from standing on duty before, and then I put a humanoid sheep on my leg, which resulted in a heavier burden on my legs, and later, the two of you played tug-of-war for me without any explanation, and I was exhausted by you It's gone, so now I don't have the strength to stand up and go home to rest?

Just when the three of them looked at each other affectionately, completely forgetting themselves, not knowing where they were, and excluding everything, as if they were the only one left, an abrupt voice broke the beautiful atmosphere.

Beautiful yarn!

Heck, back to the topic.

There was a crisp sound, which sounded like a short and loud sound produced by the friction between the thumb and the middle finger. It seemed to be a response. Then, the light from nowhere illuminated the narrow corridor for an instant, and the dazzling light made the I closed my eyes reflexively, but couldn't help squinting them, trying to see what happened.However, before I could react, I was shocked by the red petals that appeared out of thin air for a long time.Red rose petals rained down from the ceiling, and fell lightly on the floor that was originally bare but now covered with a red carpet.

Like a dream, like a dream, both true and false, people can't tell the authenticity of the scene at this moment.

Shocked by this sudden incident, I seemed to have lost my mind, stunned, and involuntarily reached out to catch the little red that floated in front of my eyes.The red petals lie quietly between the fingers, but the fingers that are not fair are actually somewhat indescribably beautiful against the red color of the petals.

I must be hallucinating, otherwise why would there be such a mysterious thing.

Can anyone tell me what happened?

At the same time, a familiar voice sounded from not far away, flamboyant and flamboyant, with a slightly provocative tone, so special and so unforgettable.

"Ah, you guys who are not gorgeous, what are you doing here?"

Looking up, the young man with silver-gray hair and tear mole came striding forward, red roses rained down, bright magnesium lights hit the young man's handsome face like a god, the perfect chin with European curves was slightly raised, the young man stepped forward Walking with firm and steady steps, it seems that with every step, there will be a trace of coercion unconsciously, exuding the aura of king all the time, even without the foil of the Bingdi Tennis official uniform, it is still impressive. I can't help but look up and surrender to it, with a haughty look full of confidence that I have never lost, like a flame, like the sun, even more dazzling and dazzling than the sun.It's just a normal walk, but every move reveals a dazzling elegance——

"Hey, woman, why are you in a daze, it's not gorgeous."

Well, the lyrical end here.

In a blink of an eye, that person had already arrived in front of him, and the rose petals that had appeared out of thin air due to someone's arrival had disappeared in an instant, and the ground was still bright enough to almost reveal a figure, as if exaggerated just appeared. But the dreamy scene that was expected to fit that person's high-profile and natural style of doing things is just my own hallucination.

I stared blankly at the floor and couldn't help falling into the state of selflessness.

Obviously, my absent-minded attitude inadvertently annoyed the person in front of me. From an angle I couldn't see, the boy with the tear mole frowned slightly, looking at the person sitting on the ground with an unpredictable expression, wondering what he was thinking.

When I really couldn't figure it out and gave up thinking about such a completely illogical question, I raised my head and met the boy's weird eyes.

The person in front of me is frowning and staring at my thigh... Cough cough, staring at my thigh that is comfortably pillowed and sleeping deeply, not forgetting to hold my thigh tightly. The person who refuses to let go, raised his right hand Together with the slender and beautiful fingers, the boy's habitual voice was accompanied by the crisp sound: "KABAJI!"

The tall and dull boy who was always following behind him, but when Master Atobe came out, he was stunned and there was no one. He stretched out his hand and easily pushed me away. He lifted it up into the air as if he couldn't feel the weight, and the movements were so proficient that he had repeated it thousands of times.

Well, those who have watched Wang Wang know how familiar Huadi is with this action.

It's just commonplace.

I stared blankly at the opponent's movements until I felt something was wrong, and when I opened my eyes, I saw my feet were off the ground, struggling hard and shouting for Huadi to put him down.Sure enough, the tall boy let go, and a certain one that hadn't stopped just now lay down on the smooth and clean floor with a slap, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

In less than two seconds, the child bounced up like a spring, without even looking, he turned his head and ran in my direction, howling "Akong, save me", and before I could escape, he was like a loach. With a squeak, he got behind me and hid, and the attitude that he would beat me to death and refuse to go out was really a headache.

I said, don't squeeze anymore, my small body can't hide you, a big boy who is not considered strong but is not petite anyway!

At this time, the tear mole boy spoke again: "Hey, get up, woman."

Woman, woman, your sister, I have a name!

——But, do you dare to ask Mr. Atobe to call your full name directly?

...well author-san you win.

"Cough cough," Yushi Shinobu, who had been ignored for a while, made a sound. He clenched his fist to his lips and made a coughing appearance. When he found that everyone present was focusing on him, he habitually He adjusted his glasses.

"Ah, Renzu, what do you want to say?" The tear mole boy directly shifted his target, "Why isn't Xiang Ri with you?"

Well, Ninzu-kun, you are a good person.

I couldn't help but cast an approving glance at the blue-haired young man with glasses, who accepted it with a bitter face from an angle that Mr. Atobe couldn't see, and returned a meaningful look to me by the way.

Unfortunately, I didn't understand it.