I can't possibly marry Kinomoto [comprehensive]

"So, what you begged me to promise you is to come to this boring school festival?"

At the gate of Star Spangled High School, Keigo Atobe, who was wearing the Hyotei school uniform, looked at the lively scene in front of him speechlessly, and asked coldly the well-dressed girl beside him.

Wearing a light-colored dress, carrying a pure white satchel and deliberately curling her hair, Asada Oriyi smiled guiltily. She opened her eyes wide, grabbed the boy's wrist coquettishly, and shook it gently: "Brother Jingwu, please."

Atobe Keigo glanced at her and snorted softly, "Let's go."

"Cousin Sai Gao~"

Because he was wearing wedge-heeled sandals today, Asada Oriyi habitually held Keigo Atobe as he usually did at dinner parties. While walking, he looked around at the crowd who also came to participate in the school festival, and then looked at the expressionless face beside him. The airless cousin complained: "But why are you wearing a school uniform?"

"My uncle just came out of Ice Emperor."

"Huh? What are you going to school for?" Isn't today the weekend?

Atobe Keigo was speechless to his dull cousin, and reminded in a low voice: "Ice Emperor just lost face at the capital meeting, and the Kanto competition will be held soon, why do you think I ran to school so early in the morning?"

Asada Oriyi shuddered and understood: "It's for training..."

"It's not gorgeous."

"Woo, sorry." She stuck out her tongue after being complained about.

Stars and Stripes High School is located in Tomoeda Town on the edge of Tokyo. It is very close to Tomoeda Elementary School. It is a not-so-famous civilian school with an unexpectedly high enrollment rate. The teachers are notoriously good-natured.

The total number of teachers and students in the school was as high as 500, and each student got five school festival admission tickets. Although many people failed to use up the admission tickets, the number of people who came to participate in the school festival was too many to count.

Among them, Asada Oriyo and Atobe Keigo, who were obviously different in appearance and temperament from others, received many curious looks as soon as they entered the door.

Asada Oriyi attributed all these responsibilities to Atobe Keigo without any pressure.

Atobe who is behind the blame: ………

"Brother Jingwu, are you hungry? There are octopus balls for sale here!" The girl statue discovered the new land, excitedly rushed to the shop exuding a tempting fragrance, opened her satchel and took out a few coins that had been exchanged in advance. "Please give me a copy!"

Just after paying the money, she found out that the stall next to her was selling fried noodles, and the taste... tsk tsk, so she ran over proudly to order some fried noodles.

It was less than two steps into the food area, and her hands were already full, and she looked at Atobe Keigo eagerly.

"Don't even think about it." The mole boy looked away proudly.

"Brother Jingwu~" the girl acted like a baby.

"impossible."

"Please."

"........."

Unable to bear someone's shamelessness, Atobe Keigo took the half-eaten fried noodles, takoyaki and Okonomiyaki from her hands with a sullen face, and forced a string of fish cakes into her mouth .

"!!!"

"Eat it, it's delicious." Oriyo Asada held a stick, gnawed on the grilled squid with sauce like a kitten, and said affectionately to Keigo Atobe: "Really, brother, I won't lie to you."

>>>

In a certain classroom on the third floor of the teaching building of Stars and Stripes High School.

Kinomoto Momoya, who is helping with the final preparations for the stage play, holds a sewing needle in her hand, sits on a plastic chair and concentrates on making the final stitches for the clothes that were accidentally torn during transportation.

The girl next to her who is also an actress of the drama club smiled and said, "Kinomoto is really amazing."

The praised boy threaded the needle skillfully without raising his head: "It's average."

Beside him, a short-haired girl with a yellow hairpin also jokingly said: "It's true. Whether it's cooking or sewing, Kinomoto is good at everything. You must be a very qualified husband in the future, right?"

This question was a bit out of line, Momoya Kinomoto didn't answer, but she didn't get angry either, allowing them to chat excitedly and discuss non-stop.

Suddenly, the boys exclaimed not far away: "My God, look, the girl downstairs is too cute, isn't she?"

"Where is there? Let me see?" Hearing that there was a cute girl preparing props, the members of the drama club stopped working, stood up and ran to the window, and exaggeratedly echoed: "Wow, really, a beautiful woman! "

"Just looking younger?"

"Junior high school student?"

"Kawaii pinch..."

The boys crowded in front of the window, and the girls who had teased Kinomoto Momoya before put their hands on their hips, rolled their eyes and said contemptuously: "Look at their virtues, hey, can you learn from Kinomoto? Don't make a fuss, okay? Hurry up Come to work!"

Most people didn't answer her, only a boy with pigtails took the time to turn his head and answer: "Aren't you idle, Chuanjing?"

"I……"

"I won't tell you anymore, ah, ah, why is this girl so cute, is she an idol?" The braided man looked out the window and sighed again, "By the way, who is the man next to her? Could it be her boyfriend?"

"I guess it must be, didn't you see the beautiful sister holding his hand?"

"Tsk tsk, I'm really mad at being single, but this guy is also damn handsome! These days all the beauties are snatched away by handsome guys. Am I doomed to be single for the rest of my life? Hey."

"Hey, look, that man looks like Heidei's school uniform, right?"

"Really! Damn, it's nothing more than being handsome, but he's still the young master of a rich family! God is unfair to me!"

…………

Unintentionally eavesdropping on their conversation, Momoya Kinomoto who happened to be nearby paused holding the needle hand, Hyodi?

Speaking of Bingdi, he couldn't help but think of the girl's delicate but slightly childish face.

Kinomoto's lips were slightly raised, and a trace of tenderness flowed in his heart. Aware of this delicate mood, he stopped holding his big hand holding a sewing needle, and there was a hint of disbelief in his dark brown pupils.

But he calmed down quickly, and once again immersed himself in the final sewing of the costume.

It can't be the girl who loves to stare at him in a daze, she has no reason to appear here.

"Oh my God, she seems to have heard us talking about her and looked up!" a certain boy shouted excitedly.

"Damn it, it's even more beautiful when you raise your head up. How could such a goddess-level girl appear in our dilapidated high school?"

"The long light chestnut hair is too beautiful, isn't it? To be honest, I want to smell what kind of shampoo she uses."

"Wretched! However, I am also..."

"Want to smell 1."

"If it wasn't for a handsome guy beside her, I would have gone downstairs to have sex with her... Kinomoto, why are you here?"

A certain boy lying in front of the window felt a strong sense of oppression. Looking back, he turned out to be Momoya Kusakimoto, who has never been interested in girls and has never accepted any girl's confession!

"Please let me go."

Kinomoto Momoya nodded slightly at the boy, looked out the window with sharp eyes, and immediately caught that pretty figure.

Ice Emperor, light chestnut long hair, young girl.

It really is her, Ori Asada.

So, this is what she said a while ago, she is usually very low-key...?

Kinomoto Momoya stared silently at her specially dressed appearance for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to the boy standing beside her who was holding his arm intimately.

The tall and straight boy was wearing a gray and white Ice Emperor uniform, with a pair of pure white sneakers on his feet, his hands were tucked lazily in his trouser pockets, his purple-gray hair was flamboyantly upturned, and his narrow peach blossom eyes casually looked at him. around.

As if aware of his probing gaze, the young man raised his chin slightly and raised his eyes vigilantly in his direction.

In the dark blue eyes, there is arrogance and... disdain from the superior.