Crush on classmate Knotweed

like the most?Do you like Knotweed Youruhito the most?

Who is Knotweed Yuren?

Knotweed stared blankly at the surface of the water for a few seconds, the wind gently blew past the ripples on the surface of the water, and then, a huge tsunami seemed to erupt in his heart, drowning all his reason.

Knotweed Itsuki is him!

He suddenly became very excited and wanted to kiss her too. He wanted to turn his head, but there was a crisp 'click' on his neck.

The teenager gritted his teeth: "Pain pain pain—"

But there was a soft sleeping head lying on his shoulder, and he couldn't move too much, so he expressed the pain with a grim face, resisted the pain, tilted his head, and put his face against the soft hair next to him:

"I also like Yuko very much."

But Yuko Ozawa seemed to have a cold when she got up.

She seemed to have been blowing the sea breeze for a long time, and she was a little hangover. When she got up, she could already see the sunlight projected by the glass window.The sun shines on the legs with sufficient light, and there is a faint feeling of heat.

It's noon.

Yuko Ozawa opened her eyes and sat up in an instant.

It's noon!Haven't been to the hospital yet!It's over, Miss Jiajin will definitely kill her!

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, but she didn't see anyone calling or LINE message, she was relieved, but a burning smell came into her nostrils, and Wild Rose was meticulously perming her hair in front of the mirror.

"What are you doing?" she asked wonderingly.

Wild Rose permed her hair without looking sideways: "Of course I want to go out to play."

go out and play...

Ozawa Yuko blinked blankly, and thought for a few seconds with sleepy eyes, she must not be free, so who is Wild Rose going to hang out with?The students from Kyoto came a few days ago, and there are three girls in Kyoto...

It may not be them, but Wild Rose is outside every day, maybe she has met new friends.

new friends?

Yuko Ozawa was blown out of her mind by the news, as if someone had shaken the ground with a steamroller, and her nose was sore from the shock: "Oh."

It’s too much, she came to the high school as a female friend, she only talked to her about everything, and every time she bought something, she only gave her more expensive and more favorite ones, and it turned out that Yuko Ozawa was just a fish in her fish pond .

Could they be so nice to Nagasaki Wild Rose?

Heh, Wild Rose Nagizaki is so popular, it's really bad for people who don't treat their feelings exclusively!

...Who on earth is so nice to her!

Ozawa Yuko thought wildly for a while, rubbed her eyes, and couldn't stand the sour tone: "...then who are you playing with?"

Briar's eyelashes were almost stuck to the mirror.

She waited for two seconds, but the other party did not respond, Ozawa Yuko pouted: "Forget it."

She doesn't play with her anymore.

"Why don't you change your clothes yet?" Wild Rose turned her head and wondered after putting on the false eyelashes. "What are you going to do when you go out later? Do you just go out in such a disheveled state?"

Yuko Ozawa was startled, "Is it me going out?"

"Otherwise?" She was surprised, and suddenly realized. "Oh, maybe I forgot to tell you, Miss Jiaru sees that this is your first time drinking alcohol, so can I ask you to rest and go over tomorrow?"

Yuko Ozawa let out a dumbfounded cry.

"Hurry up and change clothes." Wild Qiangwei hurriedly turned around and urged.

She groaned, lowered her head, her facial expression looked better, and her tone was a little reluctantly pleased: "...well then, who told you that you are my friend."

Yuko Ozawa got up excitedly and changed her clothes.

Since she succeeded in losing weight, she has spent a long time dressing herself up, so she is really handy in makeup and matching clothes. After tidying up, Ozawa Yuko cheered and came over to hold Wild Rose's hand.

Wild Rose turned her head strangely, "Don't you want to curl your hair?"

"It's okay," Ozawa Yuko said endlessly, "The barber shop above my mother's magazine has a discount, let's get our hair done, after we're done, we'll go to the sushi restaurant we made an appointment for, and then go to Ginza... "

"No, I'm going to practice spells first," Wild Rose said in a firm tone, "Let's talk about it after I'm done."

Yuko Ozawa was sullen: "Then you have been dressing up for so long."

"I want to look pretty even when I'm fighting the curse spirit!" She raised her eyebrows confidently, "Isn't it possible?"

Yuko Ozawa smiled lowly, "You are beautiful when you don't draw anything."

Wild roses are always beautiful.

Since she didn't know how long her spell practice would take, Ozawa Yuko brought a medical book for the grade examination, and she was reading it while sitting in the subway far away, and saw Wild Rose holding a hammer and nails into it. The building is still looking.

so tired.

In other words, how can someone get psychologically ill after contacting the curse spirit because the other party is too disgusting?

Yuko Ozawa raised her head, picked up two stones next to her, and threw them towards the three gathered mantras on the opposite side, and they were instantly wiped out: "Why do you spit at me!"

Got rag-smelling slime everywhere.

She patted herself several times in disgust. Really, she didn't intend to kill them, but why did she suddenly spit at a first-level magician?

She also wanted the curse spirit to live a few more years.

Ozawa Yuko thinks that the job of a conjurer is a garbage disposal.

Anyway, the curse will create new ones every day, just like garbage, and then the poor conjurer is like a cleaner hired by a high-end hotel, cleaning up the garbage every day, but the money is not so easy to get, sometimes the garbage will be taken by the cleaner next door and Big trash snatched away.

They are curse masters and higher level curses.

And Ozawa Yuko is a doctor who treats the cleaners. Fortunately, this is the profession, otherwise she would not find the meaning of dealing with the things that would be born by herself every day.

Can cleaners think their job of handling garbage is valuable?

Yuko Ozawa's answer is no.

"It's over," Wild Rose came out, clapping her dusty hands, "Recently, I feel that there are a lot less spell spirits above the first level... Hey, the two of us went to your mother's magazine. I've seen realistic models."

She was suddenly shy: "... I don't know if they will invite me to the catwalk."

"Wild Rose," Ozawa Yuko couldn't help laughing, she suppressed her laugh. “…It’s good to have self-confidence.”

It's a great thing.

Wild Rose faced this matter with a highly positive attitude. She washed her hands and put on her makeup, as if she was confident about being scouted or an agent to become a model.

"What if I become popular?" She began to fall into fantasy, "If after I become popular, many people ask me for autographs, chase after me to the high school, and expose the magic world, I will be very troubled."

Ozawa Yuko snickered: "You can call the police."

"But what if there are crazy fans," Wild Rose said in a helpless tone while stroking her hair. "If he likes me too much, I can't help but call the police..."

Yuko Ozawa couldn't help it: "Wild Rose, you don't have fans yet."

Wild Rose became angry from embarrassment: "There will be!"

She couldn't help laughing, and was chased and beaten by Wild Rose with a fist the size of a sandbag. Yuko Ozawa walked to the front while laughing, and the two wrestled into a ball on the street.

Under the astonished expressions of the passers-by, the two of them suddenly became shy and ran away embarrassingly hooking their shoulders together.

The magazine office was opened in the busiest street in Tokyo, and several luxury cars were parked at the entrance. Yuko Ozawa and the receptionist read out her mother's name before walking in with Wild Rose.

The fragrance erupted in the air with a charming dizziness, the hall was bright and bright, and everyone suppressed their voices before speaking.

Wild Rose tried her best to lower her voice, "Are all magazines like this?"

"I don't know," Ozawa Yuko also whispered with her, "I haven't been here for a long time, anyway, it's better to enter the office."

Of course, the office is not so easy to enter.

Ozawa Yuko and Ye Qiangwei were arranged by the front desk to sit on the sofa first, and the two of them slowly sipped tea, Ye Qiangwei was rarely quiet, and while drinking tea, she looked at her from the corner of her eye: "Yuko, so you are the daughter of a rich family. .”

"No," Ozawa Yuko reminded with a mosquito voice, "Didn't you find that Fu Heihui is the richest?"

Ye Qiangwei was shocked: "Is Fu Heihui available?"

"Look at what shoes he usually wears and what he uses," she said bitterly, "Although he always casts spells, his hands are very delicate, and he is also picky about his meals. It seems that he has been spoiled and raised since he was a child." .”

"Speaking of which, it seems that he has been to every place I went to for my spell practice."

The two chattered and gossiped, like noisy birds in the woods, but before they said a few words, a slender woman came over with a document. Wild Rose was still engaged in the conversation, but suddenly her eyes lit up a little.

She stood up all of a sudden, straightened her clothes, and her voice became a little imperceptibly tense: "...that, is it Sister Saori?"

Yuko Ozawa's lips parted instantly.

Downstairs cafe.

"So you are Wild Rose," Sister Saori smiled, and the dark circles under her eyes added a layer of mature beauty. "They've all grown so big."

Wild Rose shyly tucked her hair behind her ears.

Yuko Ozawa couldn't help being amused. She covered her lips and picked up the small black bag next to her: "Let's talk, my friend is looking for me."

Wild Rose turned back in shock: "What are you doing..."

"Kumizhang Yuren is looking for me." She turned on her phone screen.

Only then did Wild Rose let out a sigh of relief.

Yuko Ozawa walked out of the coffee shop with a smile, with a graceful posture, and after getting out of their sight, she scratched her hair angrily: "I knew I wouldn't bring her here..."

Is it so that Wild Rose will not find Saori.

As soon as she had this idea in her mind, she was immediately frightened by herself. How could she think so?

Originally, Ye Qiangwei liked Sister Saori very much, and then she wanted to develop in a big city. If it wasn't for Saori, she wouldn't even be able to meet Ye Qiangwei...

Yuko Ozawa spurned her ugly self.

She stopped under the mottled autumn leaves for a long time, and then sighed for a long time, as if she was slowly falling into the rebuttal of introspection.

"What are you doing here?" A youthful and clean voice rang out.

Ozawa Yuko turned her head dully.

A black sea urchin head and a pink-haired dandelion boy stood opposite each other.

She was stunned, and after the crow's eyelashes trembled slightly, two crimson clouds climbed up her cheeks, and she suddenly felt ashamed: "Why are you here?"

"Didn't you call us here?" Fu Heihui said impatiently.

Knotweed thoughtfully handed over the coffee straws he bought.

Yuko Ozawa took a sip, and a strong and stomach-warming coffee smell poured into her stomach, making her feel better all over.

She twitched for a while, then asked tentatively, "Do you think I'm too possessive?"

It must be too strong.

"I always seem to want others to like me more," Ozawa Yuko said in a muffled voice, "or, it's just me, I feel uncomfortable seeing her with other same-sex..."

Hu Zhang suddenly tilted his head.

Yuko Ozawa, who was immersed in self-blame, raised his eyes and saw a pair of clear amber pupils. He blinked and smiled heartily: "...that's fine."

Ozawa Yuko: "?"

Knotweed took a big step, far away from Fu Heihui, who was carrying a big bag of things, causing the other party to look disgusted.

And he showed his white teeth in a smile: "Well, I'm far away now."

Yuko Ozawa couldn't help laughing.

"Is it alright?" Polygonum cuspidatum asked obediently, "Should I still get closer to you?"

She began to smile with the back of her hand covering her face.

Knotweed also smiled, and he lowered his eyes for a few glances, and the shadow under his feet naturally moved to her.Immediately afterwards, the two came together wordlessly one after another, strolling in the streets full of autumn.

Fu Heihui stood behind with his things.

"Who did you think of today?" Hu Zhang asked with his hands in his pockets, "Wild Rose?"

Yuko Ozawa responded vaguely: "No, I just wonder if I am too possessive..."

Seeing that she was reluctant to talk, he smiled and skipped the topic.After a while, the pink-haired boy puffed up his face, half of his face was round and round, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, he held out his hand to her decisively.

Yuko Ozawa hid back: "What are you doing?"

"Well," Hu Zhang raised his hands coldly, startling people, and his tone became deliberate. "Ozawa, please hurry up and check your possessiveness."

But listening carefully has a shyness that is easy to detect.

Ozawa Yuko laughed hard, she covered her lips and stretched out her hand tentatively.

Hu Zhang stared round in shock, and after a few seconds, both of them were stunned for a moment, then the boy firmly grabbed her hand and laughed generously.

"What the hell are you two doing..." Fu Heihui was speechless.

"What did you say?" Ozawa Yuko suddenly wondered.

The boy obviously said something to her, but the other party didn't hear clearly, as if they were going to quarrel in the next second.

Fu Heihui frowned, and stopped walking.

The two of them are not going to quarrel, is it possible that the knotweed stick made her angry... Ah, it's really annoying to come out with lovers, if the two of them quarrel, they are friends and he doesn't know who to help.

And he was so infected by the atmosphere of the couple's cold war that he dared not speak.

Just when there was an embarrassing silence, Knotweed suddenly announced: "I like Yuko Ozawa very much."

Ozawa Yuko smiled for two seconds, put her hands on her hot cheeks, her tone was vague and sweet like cotton candy: "...I also like Knotweed Yujin very much."

"What are you two doing?" Fu Heihui complained after heaving a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other.

Hu Zhang thought about it for a while, then turned around, and said falteringly: "Well, that's it, that's..."

"I want to tell the other party that I like him very much." She snatched the words.

Fu Heihui was silent for a long time: "...you two are really free."