[Comprehensive] Judging people by their appearance

"Miyazawa-san!"

Ono really called Chiba on the second floor, saw Chiba looked up, smiled at her, and ran downstairs immediately, holding a cute box in his hand.

"During the chat yesterday, I found out that Miyazawa-san likes manga. These are all comic books that I like very much. I have always kept them in my collection. I will lend them to Miyazawa-san!"

The box was heavy, and at first glance, it was the basis of Ono Ma's collection of comics. Chiba's eyes widened in surprise, "Wow! It's so heavy! Thank you Ono-kun! What kind of manga are they?"

Ono patted his head and walked beside Chiba, walking side by side with her.

"It's very complicated, there are quite a lot of types, as long as you like it!"

Ono looked hesitantly at Chiba's side face, his fingers clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again.

"Miyazawa-san, actually I..."

Chiba tilted her head: "Huh?"

"Chiba!"

The sudden words interrupted Ono's hard-won courage. He sighed in disappointment. He finally got closer to Miyazawa-san and was about to say that sentence... the courage he finally mustered up.

But it doesn't matter, we are all classmates, there will always be opportunities.

I must confess today!

Gui Yanye stood at the bottom of the steps with long hair fluttering, and looked at Qianye who was walking towards her tenderly: "Qianye, let's go home together."

Gui Yanye and Qianye are not in the same class, they are separated by a floor. Gui Yanye is a standard young lady with a gentle and introverted personality. The acquaintance with Qianye can be regarded as similar interests. They watched together in the library. A book becomes a friend.

But what is more unfair is that because of Gui Yanye's personality, I have very few friends, and Chiba is her best friend.

But Chiba's best friend is not her.

In other words, the cute and well-behaved Chiba seems to be able to play with everyone, and the very popular Chiba, if you think about it seriously, you don't have any particularly close friends.

No one has ever been a guest at her home, and she has never participated in club activities during the holidays. Her grades are so good that people are jealous, but she seldom hears anyone speak ill of her behind her.

Gui Yanye once asked Qianye about this in private, and the girl with a soft smile said softly: "If Yanye wants to visit my house, I will definitely welcome it!"

But after all, Gui Yanye still failed to go.

"Is Ono-kun going the same way with us?"

Gui Yanye asked softly, the long black hair was draped softly behind her back, and the gentle eyes like Yamato Nadeko made Ono's embarrassment caused by disturbing her getting along with Chiba gradually dissipated.

"Because I want to chat with Miyazawa-san about comics, maybe... let's drop by!"

Gui Yanye was not very good at getting along with boys, so he stopped talking after asking a question, and there was Qianye between them.

Because Gui Yanye has always been by Chiba's side, Ono really decided that his plan to confess today failed. He simply asked Chiba if there was anything he didn't understand after leaving school for so long, and at the fork in the road, they parted.

"Is Qianye in a relationship?" Gui Yanye asked suddenly.

Qianye was stunned, blushing immediately, and shook her head quickly: "No! Yan Ye is so precocious, why would you ask such a question!"

Gui Yanye also blushed a little, he was a little unbelievable when he asked such a question on the street, nana said: "It's just that I'm curious, Chiba doesn't care, what does Chiba think about a boy like Ono-kun?" Sample?"

"Ono-kun? He's very nice! He even gave me a lot of comic books! I love reading comics the most!" Chiba motioned Gui Yanye to look at the box in his hand.

Qianye's smiling eyes curved, and the relaxed and comfortable atmosphere infected Gui Yanye. For a moment, she also forgot that there were still a lot of courses to study when she went home, and her mother's oppression and orders were getting heavier and heavier.

I always feel that as long as I am with Chiba, my heavy heart will be healed.

The premise is that there is no redundant name.

The sixth grade will also enter an important time period for entering junior high school. Although Jinguang Elementary School has a direct admission system, some students who are strict with themselves have entered the intense study time ahead of time.

Chiba is no exception. Being able to score in the top ten of the grade in every exam is not something that can be done just by playing around and talking every day.

Every time Ono really wants to ask Chiba out, he always fails because the other party is too immersed in his studies.

"Chiba."

Qianye opened her eyes in a daze, as if she hadn't realized where she was, she suddenly came back to her senses when her eyes touched the test questions on the desk, rubbed her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Fushimi, what are you doing?" coming?"

When Chiba's apartment was first bought, Fushimi provided a set of keys, from the key to the gate to the key to Chiba's bedroom. Fushimi never mentioned this to Chiba.

This child who is still somewhat ignorant in life has never doubted how Fushimi entered her house.

Because he just woke up, his eyes were a little red from being rubbed, and he looked up at Fushimi with misty doubts. There were two marks pressed by the cuffs of his clothes on his fair skin, which were particularly clear in the color of porcelain white.

Fushimi stretched out his hand subconsciously, and rubbed the red mark with his fingertips. The man's hand holding the sword all year round was a little callused and rough, and it made the surrounding skin red.

Chiba avoided Fushimi's touch with a "hiss—" in pain.

"Uncle Fushimi, you hurt me." Chiba said softly, touching her slightly sore cheek in doubt, "Is there anything strange on my face?"

There is only a cute table lamp on the table, and the latest flowing starry sky wallpaper is shining with mysterious colors.

There was such a dangerous moment, the moment when the child said pain with red eyes.

Fushimi could hardly restrain the anxiety in his heart, pressed the child on the desk, and made more marks on the porcelain-like skin.

The immoral desire burned this man who didn't have much sense of morality.

"Tokyo has been a bit chaotic recently, and there have been many disturbances by outsiders. You should not go out after school these few days. In order to ensure your safety, I will temporarily move to the apartment to protect you." Fushimi's voice was dark, rare It was too troublesome to sarcastically sarcastically Chiba, the pupils of the eyes were lowered, and the curve of the corners of the lips seemed to be joyful.

Outsiders?

Qianye flinched subconsciously, a flash of fear flashed in her eyes.

Both parents died in that disaster, and what Chiba fears most is that the old events of that day will repeat itself.

The red-stained carriage, the bloody and loving face.

Above the white, there are creatures full of coldness and corpse odor that are too dazzling.

It was the color of hellfire.

Qianye bit her lip, her heart pounding, "They, haven't they been arrested yet?"

In the eyes of children, those who do wrong will be punished.

What a naive idea.

What expectant eyes.

Unfortunately, the truth is cruel.

But Fushimi's voice was full of pleasant and strange arcs: "What a naive idea, there are always a group of criminals in the world who are at large. Your parents are very unfortunate, and during this period, more people have suffered. Unlucky."

In fact, R4 has already formulated a plan to force those outsiders to a dead end, and now that it has reached the final stage, the intelligence department and mobile team are not vegetarians.

Now, but there's no need to tell a child who doesn't know anything about these important confidential matters at work.

Fushimi is protecting her, isn't he?

Fushimi bent down, brushed the crystals from the corners of Chiba's eyes with his fingers, met those immature eyes full of anxiety and fear through the lens, Fushimi's throat rolled indescribably.

"Uncle Fushimi, I'm so scared."

Chiba subconsciously grabbed Fushimi's hand touching her cheek, as if she could find peace of mind, this good uncle who has been taking care of her since her parents passed away, she couldn't even hold all of Fushimi's fingers , and Fushimi flipped his palm easily, and the child's soft little hand was completely controlled by Fushimi.

"Fear is the most useless emotion."

Fushimi embraced the subconsciously trembling Chiba into his arms, and it took almost all of his body's restraint to refrain from kissing those eyes overflowing with anxiety.

The child was in his arms full of dependence at this moment.

From the timid alienation at the beginning, to now the first choice to rely on him when encountering danger.

Fushimi began to think presumptuously, could he ask for more?