Crush on classmate Knotweed

too frightening.

There are two manifestations of [healing] and [reverse other people's spells] in the reversal spell, both of which can reverse the damage caused by other people's spells in just 3 minutes, so she can change back to Shunping in front of real people The □□ state, because it is possible to do that by reversing the spell.

But Yuko Ozawa, who has been exposed to spells for a while, thinks carefully, what if her spell is not actually "cure", but the latter?

If her reversal spell is [reversal of other people's spell] instead of healing, it means that even if the opponent is as strong as Gojo-sensei, as long as there is an action to kill her, she can use the spell to kill the opponent.

Once this power is told to others, those curse masters must want to get rid of her quickly.

Yuko Ozawa was so scared.

She has always only longed for a peaceful and comfortable life, and never thought of being involved in these disputes. Although being a doctor is hard, her safety is still guaranteed, and she actually likes to help everyone.

But if she's going to be like them...

To fight against the curse masters, remove the terrible curse, be able to distinguish the enemy's tricks and easily crack them.

These are abilities that the unresponsive Yuko Ozawa does not have.

She thought a lot along the way, and her spells were overdrawn so badly that she collapsed as soon as she got back to the high school.When she woke up, the smell of disinfectant and mantra rushing around rushed into her nose.

The long-haired woman's complaints came from time to time: "Wuzhen, the students and I didn't come back until three o'clock in the morning. I really think they have a good rest."

Yuko Ozawa's field of vision slowly focused, and she gradually saw Naruko who was dealing with the reagents. She was still wearing high heels with her hair draped, and the heavy dark circles under her eyes only gave her a somewhat tired look.

"Miss Jiaru?" She rubbed her eyes, "How long have I been asleep?"

Miss Jiajin turned her head: "It's already afternoon now, where did Wu take you? Why did you suddenly run out of spell power?"

"Follow them to practice magic spells," Ozawa Yuko wanted to continue talking about her discovery, looked at her, and hesitated to speak. "Did Mr. Wutiao tell you something about me?"

Miss Jiajin put down the reagents.

She shook her head: "No, he just said you have a good rest and don't think too much when you study with me."

Ozawa Yuko breathed a sigh of relief.

This [reversal of other people's spells] technique is too terrifying. She is not capable of possessing such power, and she is not worthy of it. Teacher Wutiao is so strong with six eyes, she must have seen it.

She must have lost her mind.

Yuko Ozawa felt a lot happier at once. She lifted the quilt, put on her shoes, and was about to start sharing the work for Miss Jia, when the chattering voices outside the window floated over.

After a while, the voice of the young man behind the door sounded: "Miss Jiaru, can I come in and see Ozawa?"

Ozawa Yuko shook her head stiffly at her.

"Oh, no," Miss Jiajin began to lie expressionlessly, "She didn't wake up, she should wake up at night."

The boy behind the door let out a muffled oh.

His voice quickly rose again, slightly hoarse and sweet: "Then I left the dessert I bought at the door. If she wakes up, you can tell her to eat some."

Yuko Ozawa held her breath, and only listened to everything outside the door for a while, the bag and gift box were put down, and then the boy ran away bouncing around.

"You don't like him?" Jia Ruozi's voice was so loud that it almost startled her.

She trembled all over, "Why are you talking so loudly?"

"He's gone," Miss Jiajin pointed to the clean white wall and said in a declarative tone. "And the school infirmary is mine, so I can speak as loudly as I want."

Yuko Ozawa still whispered cautiously: "How many times has he been here?"

"You don't like him?" Miss Jiajin asked again.

"It's not that I don't like him," she leaned on the hospital bed in annoyance, checking the color of the reagent next to her. "It's just that our current situation is a bit awkward. He likes me a little bit, but he..."

There is no confession.

It seems that the knotweed just wants to maintain this relationship. His sense of responsibility can't make him be with others, but he likes her very much, so he keeps treating her well and thinks of her in everything.

Yuko Ozawa found it difficult to accept it with peace of mind.

"Oh, that is to say," Miss Jiajin said slowly, and glanced over teasingly, "If he confesses his love to you, you can still be with him?"

She shyly emphasized: "No! You can think about it."

After all, he was someone she had liked before. If he was sincere, Yuko Ozawa could not ignore being with him and realize her dream for her former self.

Well, yes, it can be considered.

And Miss Jiajin sneered and swung her whole body forward, chuckled a few times, and soon straightened herself up again.

"I'm not in the mood to listen anymore," she shook her head. "Help me figure out the required medicine. Go back to the dormitory and continue memorizing the case. I'm not in the mood to listen to a puberty girl whose brain is flooded."

Ozawa Yuko pouted unhappily: "Idichi treats you so well, don't you feel sorry for him?"

Miss Jiajin took out the slime of the curse spirit with a blank face.

"He wanted to do this himself," she put on the gloves casually, "I didn't ask him to do this to me. He pursued me and pleased me. I feel at ease."

"If you feel sorry, you can treat him as he treats you."

Makes sense.

So when Yuko Ozawa went back early, she specially ordered a laughing mousse cake at Gaochuankou, but the moment she got it, she was surprised to remember that Yuzu Yujin, who is not picky about food, likes ramen and rice bowls the most.

Forget it, the cake is better, it seems that she didn't remember it on purpose, and it's appropriate to be reserved and advance.

Pushing open the door, a group of people tortured by the practice of spells were lying idle on the sofa. Wild Qiangwei had no more energy and collapsed on the sofa, directing Shunping and Knotweed to make a bowl of instant noodles for her.

Dog roll fatigue: "Muyuhua."

"Where's Miss Maki?" She asked casually.

Fu Heihui, who was turning on the TV, shook his head: "I don't know."

Yuko Ozawa let out a cry, and put the cake she ordered on the table, and then her eyes collided with the knotweed that suddenly raised her head. squinted.

Knotweed bowed his head and cut the sea pepper again: "Have you eaten those macarons?"

Her steaming bag moved to his eyes.

"Eat some," Yuko Ozawa organized his words, "You can eat too, this is the chocolate mousse I bought."

She looked down and saw that the bowl of instant noodles was poured with some milk and hot water, and then the lid was closed, and then this instant noodle was put together with the four boxes next to it.

Yuko Ozawa quickly averted her eyes.

She stopped looking at other places, and packed up and sat next to Wild Rose, and Wild Rose moved her head. After she sat down, she put her weak head on her shoulders, flipped through the magazine with one hand, and squeezed her calf with the other .

She complained: "Ah, give me a little more heavy work, and my legs will become muscular legs, which will destroy my perfect figure... Knotweed, too little, who can eat such a little mousse?"

The pink-haired boy turned around in a good-tempered manner, and added a little more: "Is it alright?"

Only then did Wild Rose accept it with satisfaction.

He quickly filled the second one, and the middle piece of chocolate mousse was taken out. He turned his head, holding the small dish in both hands, and asked the girl next to him vaguely, "Ozawa, do you want it? "

Yuko Ozawa looked over as if pretending to know.

She restrained her expression, because her upper lip pressed her lower lip, pretending to be calm: "Thank you."

The girl reached out and took it.

The bronze hand that was holding it, saw Yuko Ozawa holding it firmly, and then slowly let go.

Knotweed quickly glanced at her unconvinced, she thought it was because she was afraid that she would not stabilize Mousse, only to find out that he was looking back at her.It seemed that this thought was punctured, and he directly showed his bright white teeth frankly.

Yuko Ozawa could hardly keep his expression.

The two of them stopped looking at each other very quickly. He turned his head away and looked at the TV with a concealed desire. A feeling of hesitation and hesitation permeated the air, and there was no tacit understanding. I have spoken.

She took a small bite of the chocolate mousse, looked away, and a feeling of being cherished by others overflowed uncontrollably.

It seemed to be a reciprocal emotion. Subconsciously, Ozawa Yuko wanted to ask about his life and care about him, but she soon realized that she was a woman being pursued, and she should not take the initiative to lower her style.

She tried to hold back her gaze.

Two seconds later, Wild Rose, who was concentrating on reading the magazine, had her hands empty. She frowned angrily, looked over, and was forced into a mouthful of chocolate mousse.

Ye Qiangwei swallowed forcefully, seeing that it was Yuko Ozawa who stuffed her, so she didn't say anything.

Yuko Ozawa gagged her again dumbly.

Wild Rose continued to swallow inexplicably.

She found it strange, but couldn't explain it, so she took her friend as a feeding robot with peace of mind, leaned on her head and continued to flip through magazines, and the speed of feeding over there became faster and faster.

At first, Wild Rose could swallow it in one gulp, but every second, her cheeks became more and more bulging like a little hamster.

"I, I really," she almost vomited, "...I can't eat anymore."

Yuko Ozawa let out a dumbfounded cry.

She couldn't tell whether it was excitement or excitement at the moment, anyway, the fingers holding the spoon turned white, and her lips were straightened. Wild Rose looked at the TV for some reason, and she couldn't tell that she liked the baseball played by Saitama Seibu Lions so much.

Soon, she saw the girl's gaze quickly glanced at the boy again, and her crooked brain instantly realized.

Yuko Ozawa immediately put down the spoon in a panic: "I'm sorry, then I'll go back and rest first."

Assi.

She cursed a foul word in Korean, and hurried back to the room. It was too complicated to talk about the girl's thoughts, and no matter what she said, it seemed like she had fallen on the same man twice.

How is it possible, she is just shy and self-conscious about whether to realize her dream or not.

Yuko Ozawa used to have a class of girls in middle school, they just wanted to fall in love, they didn't care who the partner was, as long as it made sense, the goal was to experience the beauty of love.

Takahashi Miwako seems to be in this category.

Her small thoughts quickly disappeared, and the love that was just about to move was extinguished immediately, but she couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning in the middle of the night.

Wild Rose was irritated, "What are you doing?"

"I'll go out for a while." She pushed open the door depressedly.

The cold wind from outside the corridor suddenly penetrated into the sleeves, making people shiver fiercely. Only then did she vaguely remember that autumn was coming, and in a few days it would be a good time to soak in the hot springs.

While thinking this way, Ozawa Yuko walked towards a certain place, and was already in the kitchen when she woke up.

Forget it, we're here anyway, why don't we find something to eat.

She opened the refrigerator, and speaking of it, she still remembered that it was moved here by the previous senior Yi Bone, because the staff could not enter the high school as deeply as possible.

Yuko Ozawa searched around, and before the group of watermelons, tomatoes, and cucumbers on the upper floor were able to decide the winner, a voice came from a distance:

"Ah, why did the Saitama Seibu Lions play so well," he rubbed his messy hair, "I really want to drop out of school and join the baseball team..."

Knotweed slapped his chubby face with both palms, probably to wake up, and then he came over while beating himself, humming the song of Queen Ringo.

He hummed for a few seconds as if no one was there, jumped in briskly, and immediately opened the refrigerator door with his veiny arm.

Hu Zhang shut up suddenly, and said after a long time, "Xiao Ze?"

Yuko Ozawa, who was squatting behind, let out an ah.

The girl hiding far behind him raised her head and smiled, "How do you know I'm here?"

The knotweed in front remained silent.

"It seems that you are the only one among the girls who wears nightdresses." He scratched his face shyly, "Well, and, it seems that you are the only one who likes to come to the kitchen at night and steal food?"

Yuko Ozawa was also silent.

After a few seconds, she looked up: "Well, yes, I squatted down to find something to eat."

"Squatting next to the trash can?" he asked.

The two fell into the deadly silence again. After a while, Ozawa Yuko stood up with a smile. She patted her almost numb leg and changed the subject inadvertently: "What do you eat?"

"Uh, although it's embarrassing to say it," he poked his stomach with a smile, "but I still want to eat instant noodles, and I can eat a lot."

She twitched a bit and said, "I'll help you clubbing. It just so happens that, um, I want to clubbing myself."

Hu Zhang froze in place, it took him a long time to recall what the other party said, and his face turned red: "You help me?"

"Help me soak it for a while," Ozawa Yuko laughed a few more times, the smile was shallow, and the words seemed not so hot. "Uh, after all, do I want to soak too? Just thank you for taking care of me all the time, and then..."

"And then, um, then..." She laughed a few more times.

The knotweed flicked his hand in a daze, his strong arm was as stiff as a wooden stick, and it took a long time before he stammered in response.

Empty classrooms are the most common places in colleges and universities.

They found a classroom at random, and simply soaked cup noodles in hot water. Facing the autumn wind, the two idiots held cup noodles and laughed dryly at each other, showing their white teeth that were not nutritious.

The pink-haired boy had no choice but to break the deadlock first and start talking: "I can't tell, Ozawa, you like to laugh."

"Ah," Ozawa Yuko didn't know how to pick it up at all, she played with her hair tail nervously. "Well, maybe it's because you're smiling too. I don't smile, so I don't fit in."

He said strangely: "But it's just the two of us, there are other people there."

"Ah, but I don't laugh, I don't know what to do." Yuko Ozawa continued to touch the end of her hair anxiously, "After all, the instant noodles haven't been cooked yet, so I can only chat and smile."

The knotweed also showed her a row of neat and clean teeth.

awkward.

It's so embarrassing, she doesn't know how to get along with boys at all, and doesn't know what to say.

Not to mention making people like her more, even being treated normally is very reluctant, except for Junpei and Komaki-senpai, other boys make it difficult for her to get along and find a topic, and it is very unnatural for her to get along with boys.

Poor student Yuko Ozawa.

She lowered her eyes dejectedly, looked down, and was surprised to see her pink nightdress.

"Well, so why did you suddenly eat at night?" He started to find something to say again.

Ozawa Yuko suddenly opened her mouth wide in surprise, she seemed to have thought of something, but quickly returned to her normal expression, leaving only her eyes widened by shock.

Knotweed was curious, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head quickly.

Yuko Ozawa shouted crazily in her heart: Why did she forget to wear underwear to come out?

"Oh," Knotweed, who used to be able to talk non-stop next to others, was at a loss for words the first time he met her, and couldn't think of a topic for a long time. "Well, maybe the instant noodles are ready?"

Forget it, anyway, her chest is very flat, and the boy next to her should not be able to see clearly.

Yuko Ozawa responded in confusion.

The lid of the seafood-flavored cup noodle was lifted off, and a burst of aroma lured the gluttons out. She ate slowly, while the young man on the opposite side seemed to slow down on purpose, as he smelt the aroma under the warm lamp. white smoke.

Knotweed decided to ask one last time: "Well, Ozawa, why did you start eating at night?"

This time Yuko Ozawa, who was crazily comforting herself, heard it.

"Ah," she stammered, mistakenly thinking that the other party had discovered the secret of her arched back. "Because Teacher Angeji said that I look better if I am fatter, she is, um, Miss Jiarui's friend."

Could it be that she developed a second time?

Yuko Ozawa bent over even more frightened.

"That's it." Polygonum cuspidatum replied dryly.

So what he said to persuade the girl in front of him in the movie theater was of no use at all.

It is not as good as what a Kyoto teacher said.

Yuko Ozawa also laughed a few times, secretly looking at her breasts through the instant noodles, trying to recall her previous form, wondering if she had developed a second time.

The pink-haired boy endured his grievances, and started looking for a topic again: "Then, then you should eat more."

Yuko Ozawa made a nasal sound indistinctly.

She finished chewing a mouthful of noodles, and the boy opposite saw her finished eating, so he sucked up the whole bucket of cup noodles and let out a full-bodied belch.

He put down the cup noodles, and politely said his last goodbye to the girl: "Ozawa, goodbye..."

Ozawa Yuko stood up quickly.

Her nightdress with suspenders is too sexy, there will be auxiliary breasts coming out, and the breasts have developed twice, and she is so beautiful. Such a picture is really too much temptation for a boy who likes her.

Woooooo, no, she has to quickly escape from this place where lonely men and widows will have mischief.

So, without time to reply, Ozawa Yuko ran away at a speed of three seconds and ten meters.

The pink-haired boy looked at her leaving back foolishly.

He stood in the dark corridor for a long, long time before he recovered and prepared to go back.

"Am I too stupid?" Hu Zhang hugged his head angrily, and rubbed it vigorously. "So she doesn't want to talk to me, she doesn't want to talk to me, because idiot disease is contagious through language."

I'm sorry, he is a big fool who can only do stupid things.

Eat a lot, run fast, grow strong.

And like her.