[volleyball! ] Godly boy and tangled girl

"No makeup on your face?" Shirashima Natsuki sat on a chair and swayed his arms, looking at the painted puppet joints, "I don't think this is scary at all, why is it scary in a haunted house?"

She had no idea that she was arranged to hold a sign outside today to attract customers, if so, Shirashima Natsuki would definitely refuse without explanation.

Qi Haiyao originally intended to turn Shirashima Natsuki into a puppet ghost bride. She originally planned to make a fuss on her face, but after Shirashima Natsuki changed her clothes and walked into the classroom, she gave up her thoughts: "No need."

Natsuki Shirashima, who entered the fifth group in the new school year, hardly communicated with her, but judging by her proficient skills, she felt that she would definitely be able to achieve a career in the future.

Shirashima Natsuki's attire was finished after the girl stopped, and Nanami Haruka put down the painting tray in her hand and stood up and exhaled: "Okay."

Shirashima Natsuki stood up, looked down at his knees, and said with some doubts, "That's the end? Others have been drawing for a long time..."

"It's fine like this." Qi Haiyao shook her head and said, she was really satisfied with Shirashima Natsuki's current appearance, "I can bring the bouquet in a while."

Standing on tiptoe, she pasted the pictorial in her hand to the door of the classroom. Tsuruta Keiko looked at the progress of the class and nodded in satisfaction. She turned her head to see that the props had also been moved and showed a big smile happily: "Although it is a bit slow, There's still a while, and we can still dress up."

"Is that still slow?" Kimura complained helplessly, "It's a bit too big to handle."

"That's why I took a bouquet just because you saw it." Mizuki moved the bouquet in front of Mucun.

Kimura, who is particularly afraid of bugs, backed away suddenly holding a huge prop: "That! Don't come close to me!"

"It's all fake." Mizuki laughed happily when the prank succeeded.

"I know! But it's very realistic!" Kimura waved his hand to signal him to stay away.

Of course Keiko Tsuruta knew that Kimura was particularly afraid of molluscs, but seeing his true reaction, she still couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha! Kimura, you are too cute."

"Didn't you say there's not enough time?" Weifu Yejiu carried the well to the front and opened the door with his hand, "Hurry up and get ready."

"It's almost ready." Keiko Tsuruta stopped laughing at Kimura and walked into the classroom following Kuro Tetsuro's footsteps, "The desk is already set up, the only thing left is the props."

After walking a few steps, Heiwei Tielang suddenly stopped in front, causing artificial traffic congestion behind him. The first to suffer was Keiko Tsuruta, who stopped in time, but was hit on the back by the hard corner of the prop behind: "Ah, Hiss Heiwei, why did you suddenly stop?"

When Shirashima Natsuki heard the door opened, she subconsciously turned around and looked towards the door. She saw a well-made-up man walking in carrying things. Although it was scary, this look was really funny: "Is this the legendary ghost porter?"

As if a filter was automatically added, if it weren't for the fact that there was something in his hand, Heiwei Tielang would have covered his chest with his hand, but he was delayed by the beauty for a few seconds and Heiwei Tielang returned to normal walking into the classroom.

Then walked into Keiko Tsuruta, pouted, snatched the bouquet from behind, and walked over to Shuicun: "Xiaoxia, this is your bouquet."

There is a knife stuck on the bouquet, and under the knife is a heart with some white strips and a realistic plasma model on it, and the heart is surrounded by white roses stained with red.

Shirashima Natsuki took the bouquet and looked it up and down curiously and studied it by the way. She reached out and poked the heart on it: "It's amazing."

He took out the welcome sign that Keiko Tsuruta had hidden for a long time and stuffed it into Natsuki Shirashima's hand: "Xiao Xia! This year's traffic will depend on you!"

Something was suddenly stuffed into his hand, Natsuki Shirashima looked blank: "Ah?!"

"How come there is a feeling of wanting to marry a daughter?" Tsuruta Keiko sighed with an aunt smile, "There is an inexplicable feeling of sadness...subtle."

To marry is to marry me, Heiwei Tielang put down the props in his hand, walked to Qi Haiyao and said, "Draw me one too."

Because I was dragged out of time, I have been divided into five groups for three years. The shoes are too high, and I will be tired after standing for a while. Although it is impolite, I finally sat at the desk for the sake of my legs. Because I was alone, I could only sit there holding a sign and staring at one place in a daze.

"Hey, that girl is so beautiful." The girl who came to visit accidentally saw it and whispered to her companion beside her.

"Look at the sign in her hand... the haunted house looks very interesting." Another girl also whispered.

After discussing with each other, the two decided to take a look at the haunted house in the third year and fifth group. Keiko Tsuruta, who was sitting in front of the classroom selling tickets, smiled so much that her big eyes could hardly be seen, so this idea is really good.

If it weren't for maintaining a perfect image, Shirashima Natsuki's expression would become super subtle, sitting on the table, shaking his legs slightly, staring at the ground boringly until a white shoe appeared in front of his eyes, running up his legs It seems that this is not Chiba Mirai who has been brushed down, and she doesn't know what she is here for.

"Don't look at me like that." Qianye raised her chin and said in the future. In the new semester, because of her grades, Chiba Mirai left the fifth group and went to another class. Compete with each other, "What are you dressed like?"

Realizing that the visitor was not kind, Natsuki Shirashima stood up and looked down at her with the advantage of her height propped up by the shoes: "Mr. Chiba, this has nothing to do with you, right?"

The war seems to be imminent, and the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"You know, I really hate you..." Qianye Weilai began bluntly, "This face."

Natsuki Shirashima frowned and squinted at her.

"But I have to say that your face is really pretty, and you can't afford to be disgusted." Chiba Miku played with the golden wig, and smiled close to Natsuki Shirashima's ear, "You You like Black Tail-san, right?"

Helping Shirashima Natsuki tidy up the slightly messy wig, she took two steps back with a smile, admiring her somewhat panicked expression Chiba Mirai was bound to say: "I will take away the person you like and appreciate your beautiful face The expression on the face."

Shirashima Natsuki watched Chiba Miku leave with a solemn expression, and suddenly she felt a great sense of crisis.

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small theater

Natsuki Shirashima: Pressure

Chiba Mirai: I am really a good person, look at my sincere eyes, I am really an assist

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Give Qianye Future a cleansing time