[tutor] Pass me the fire

When I returned to the venue, the game was over, and Yamamoto, who was the main player, played well and won the championship without a doubt.While wiping sweat with a towel around his neck, he smiled and talked with Sawada Tsunayoshi next to him, and waved to me excitedly after noticing me.

I walked over and congratulated him politely: "Congratulations, it was a very exciting game, you are amazing."

"Thank you," Yamamoto scratched his slightly sweaty black hair in embarrassment, his eyes gleaming under the sunlight, "I always feel... being praised by Qin is happier than winning the game, haha."

"Huh..." Yamamoto stared at me for a while, then suddenly leaned over, stretched out his hand around my neck, encircled me in a gesture like a hug, and wrapped his fingers around the other side of my neck to pinch a small strand of hair After rubbing it a few times, he asked, "Your hair has grown a lot, isn't it uncomfortable?"

At such a close distance, I could clearly smell the smell of sweat mixed with sunlight and green grass coming from the opponent's body. I turned my face sideways with a little discomfort, but the subtle movement just made Takeshi Yamamoto's chin gently rub against his forehead. .My hair was already longer than my shoulders, and it was always neglected. The feeling of the ends of the hair accidentally brushing against the skin was indeed a little uncomfortable. I said, "I will cut it off."

"Then let me help you," Yamamoto finally retracted the arms that encircled me, but instead of backing away, he deliberately lowered his head to invite me, "Want to come to my house?"

I thought about it, and when I was about to nod my head in agreement, I saw Tsunayoshi Sawada tremblingly raising his hand like a primary school student speaking in class, and said eagerly and expectantly: "Then let's go together...for How about celebrating winning a game and eating sushi?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone. After going to Bamboo Sushi, Yamamoto led me into the store door and motioned for me to sit on a chair.I sat there quietly, and heard the lively chatter of Tsunayoshi Sawada and the others coming from outside the door. Uncle Yamamoto laughed loudly from time to time as if he was in a good mood. After waiting for a while, Yamamoto took the hairdressing tools and went back. In the room, hold the scissors and draw around my hair.

The approach of the sharp weapon made me vigilant involuntarily, and subconsciously sat up straight and tensed my muscles, but in the next second, Yamamoto pressed my shoulder comfortingly.

"Relax, I'm good with knives, I won't hurt you, don't worry." Yamamoto blinked at me, and said solemnly, the scissors in his hand were biting up and down with his voice, making a clicking sound. sound.

"...Understood, I will try my best." Even though I didn't notice the slightest malice from the other party, the skin around the back of my neck was slightly chilled by the approach of the scissors. It is quite dangerous to be pointed at the neck with a sharp weapon. Things, I grasped the fabric of the skirt crumpled in the palm of my hand, trying to suppress my instinct to split the opponent's wrist.

Yamamoto gestured for a long time, and finally found a good angle to start. While trimming my hair to a suitable length, he said, "By the way, you missed the exam when you returned to Italy, right? I will make up English this weekend. Are you ready for the math test?"

There was a rustling sound in my ears, and my head became unbelievably relaxed. I moved my knees restlessly, and was immediately pinched by Takeshi Yamamoto.I forced myself to divert my attention from the scissors attached to my neck, and calmly replied: "Not yet, but I have already asked Mr. Feng to help me with tutoring."

Masaichi Irie seems to be busy with some competition recently, so I can only ask Mr. Feng, who is also Chinese, for help. The other party just glanced at the examination scope and assured me that there is no problem.

"That's really great. After all, Ganga and I can't help much, and that guy from Prison Temple is not good at teaching people." Yamamoto trimmed his hair at the back a little, and came in front of me, bent down and held a small I held a pinch of bangs in my hand and stroked them carefully. The sound of the other party's shallow breathing overlapped with mine. I'm not very used to being so close to others, but this is not the worst. When the sharp scissors kept approaching in my sight, I finally couldn't help turning my face away, keeping the distance within a relatively safe range.

"Don't move, it will be bad if you cut it badly." Yamamoto looked at me helplessly and shook the scissors in his hand. "Even if I'm a boy, I know girls are very concerned about this kind of thing."

I frowned and stared at the shining pair of scissors. I really didn't feel safe letting that kind of thing get so close to me. I could only politely refuse: "Thank you, but I think this is enough."

"But the bangs are too long, have they been blocking my eyes?" Yamamoto raised his finger and pinned my too long bangs behind my ears, with a very serious expression on his face, "It looks very uncomfortable, and it would be better if I cut it shorter. good."

"...Okay." There was really no way to refuse the other party's kindness again, so I had no choice but to hold on to the corner of my skirt and force myself to calm down.

However, no matter how hard I tried, my body always trembled unconsciously when the scissors were close to the brow bone. Yamamoto trimmed it a little and then refused to let it go. He said to me with a troubled face: "Are you so afraid?"

Knowing that I had caused a lot of trouble for the other party, I pursed my lips and said, "I'm very sorry...but I'm still not used to it."

"You don't need to apologize. It's not a big deal. I'll just figure out a way." Yamamoto showed an expression of "Leave it to me", and his whole body exudes a sense of respect whether he is the main force of the baseball team or a member of the family. An air of confidence.

He stared at me for a while, the smile on his face gradually dissipated like evaporating water vapor, and instead showed an unusually serious look, then he lowered his head silently, leaned over and kissed my lips under my gaze .The touching time between the lips was very short, like petals embracing each other in the breeze, caressing each other and then parting quickly.

...very soft and warm.It smells of sweat and sunshine.

In this short period of time, I could only react to these things, and then my brain stopped functioning as if refusing to transmit information to me, and my already tense body completely fell into a state of near paralysis.

"Hey! You guys are moving too slowly, don't let Judaime..." At this time, the prison temple who had been waiting impatiently outside for a long time suddenly opened the door and walked in. The originally slightly irritable voice seemed to be discouraged. He lowered his voice uncontrollably like a ball, and even his tone became a little sluggish, "...waiting for too long."

Yamamoto raised his head slowly, and smiled at Chaoguiji, as if he had hit a very beautiful ball on the field and completely won the victory, and said in an embarrassed tone: "Sorry for the long wait, but it's almost it's over."

"Oh, oh..." Prison Temple nodded stiffly, walked out with an unnatural expression on his face, and even forgot to close the door.

While I was still in a stiff state, Yamamoto skillfully trimmed my bangs, looking happy.

"Okay," Yamamoto handed me a mirror, beckoning me to take a look, "How do you feel?"

I caught the mirror belatedly but didn't look at the newly cut hair. After a moment of hesitation, I raised my head and looked at Yamamoto, who was smiling very brightly and harmlessly. ,What means?"

"Just now?" Yamamoto repeated the words in my words, showing an expression as if he was trying to remember, and smiled at me, "Did something happen just now?"

——Did something happen just now?

I couldn't help but think back to what Yamamoto said to me that day. The pen in my hand accidentally fell into the pages of the book because of my distraction, and rolled on the table.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Feng, who was wearing a red Tang suit, pushed a cup of freshly brewed green tea to my hand, and glanced at the "Five-Year High School Examination Three-Year Simulation" that I had scribbled on, "Can't do it again? "

It was only after I heard Mr. Feng's voice that I came back to my senses. I lowered my head to look at the messy math problem, and closed it expressionlessly.

After Mr. Feng saw my movements, he handed over another copy of Wang Houxiong.

I:"……"

"Your basics are too weak. It is impossible to review thoroughly in a short time. The most urgent thing now is to memorize a few typical examples," Mr. Feng flipped through the notes and test papers sent by Jingzi and the others, and said to me solemnly, "I drew the key points with reference to the scope of the previous exams. You just need to focus on practicing similar topics. During the exam, if you encounter a topic you can't do, give up, and don't make mistakes in the topics you can do. If you want to pass in this way, there is no problem. "

I was silent for a while, and said, "I understand the truth..."

Mr. Feng smiled: "Just do more questions, let's start."

I:"……"

I sighed silently, and could only spread out the other "Complete Interpretation of Textbooks" and read it seriously... Why can't I understand at all since it is all in Chinese? Am I a fake Chinese?I was quickly defeated, biting the tip of my pen in a slightly depressed mood, hesitated for a while, turned my face to Mr. Feng next to me and said, "Mr. Feng, have you ever been kissed?"

"..." Mr. Feng's soft face gradually became as dignified as the head teacher. He looked at me complicatedly, and said in a tactful and reserved tone, "Qin, you can't fall in love now."

I:"……"

Under the urging of Mr. Feng, I temporarily put aside the matter of Yamamoto. After several days and nights, I finally finished brushing up Wang Houxiong, "Three-year Simulation of the Five-Year High School Entrance Examination" and some other tutorial books. During the examination room, the whole person was in a trance.In the examination room, besides me, there were two other people taking the make-up exam. While the invigilator was sorting out the test papers, I lay on the table sleepily and half-closed my eyes.

At this moment, a little yellow bird flapped its wings and flew in from outside the window, and landed on my table with a small flower in its beak.

It put the flower in its mouth on the table, deliberately pushed it a little towards my finger, and then screamed happily.

"Skylark! Skylark!"

I remembered that this bird was the one I met in the basement before, has it been subdued by the skylark now?I stretched out my fingers and poked its soft wings, and then picked up the flower it carried and looked at it.The invigilator noticed the commotion here, and looked over with displeasure, but the little bird flew over while screaming "bite and kill" and made fun of the invigilator's hair wantonly.

The exam went smoothly. Mr. Feng drew the key points very accurately. There were only a few questions that I couldn't do. As he said, there is no problem in wanting to pass.

When I walked out of the classroom after the exam, I saw the skylark standing outside the classroom. The little yellow bird was quietly resting on top of his head. After noticing me, he pecked his soft hair a few times. .

Does the disciplinary committee also inspect the school on weekends?It's really hard work... I thought so in my heart, and greeted him politely: "Hello."

"Well," Yunque replied flatly, his eyes wandered over my face and then landed on the tip of my hair, "your hair."

I deliberately turned my face away to reveal a small part of my fair side neck. The hair that used to grow past my shoulders was much shorter now, so I said, "It's short, doesn't it look good?"

"...Hmm." Hibari silently shifted her gaze from the side of my neck to the ground, and nodded.

"Yamamoto cut it for me." I pinched the tip of my hair hanging by my ear a little embarrassedly.

lark:"……"

For some reason, his face turned cold in an instant.

Skylark stared at me silently for a while, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his eyes gradually became loose like fine sand floating from his hands, and a very uncomfortable breath emanated from him.He lowered his eyes as if feeling sleepy, and when he raised his head again, a weird and frivolous smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Kufufu, long time no see." "Skylark" folded his arms around his chest in a leisurely manner, examining my slightly stunned expression, "Such a surprised expression is indeed pleasant."

I reacted: "Liu Dao Mu."

Reborn once said that Liudaoku could use the body of the person injured by the trident after using the possession bullet. The reason why I lost consciousness suddenly was also the reason why Liudaoku took my body.If I do something here, I still have the confidence to subdue him, but I can't guarantee that I won't hurt Lark's body. I subconsciously touched the pistol hidden in my thigh, with a vigilant look on my face, and whispered: "what you up to."

"It's just that I suddenly want to come out for a walk, don't be so nervous," Liudao Mukuro, who was occupying Skylark's body, showed a comforting smile that would never appear on the former's face. He suddenly came over and put his two hands close to me I propped my ear against the wall, imprisoned my body in a narrow space, deliberately lowered my head and approached, "Or, do you expect something from me?"

I blinked my eyes, but didn't respond to his approaching. Liudaokui quickly became bored in the silent stare at me. Just as I wanted to move away, I stretched out my hand and pinched my chin.

I pinched his chin and lifted it up a little, looked at him carefully with scrutiny, and said, "It's obviously the same face, but the feeling is still different."

Liudao Mukuro's expression froze for a moment: "..."

However, he quickly recovered, as if he had noticed something, and suddenly said to himself: "Oh, this kind of willpower... no matter how many times I have experienced it, it is amazing."

As soon as Liudaokuo finished speaking, the unpleasant aura on his body suddenly disappeared, and the pair of obsidian-colored eyes were a little brighter than before, and then opened slightly wider.It took two seconds for Skylark to regain his body to react to the current situation. His hands were still resting on the sides of my ears without moving. I could easily see the ups and downs of his tense muscles due to the stiffness of his body.

After confirming that the person in front of me was Hibari himself, I retracted the hand that pinched his chin, and said with a little apology: "Sorry, please forgive my rudeness."

"..." Skylark didn't speak, making people wonder if he heard my apology.

But such a close distance reminds me of the time ten years later, when Skylark seemed to be...

"That, I've always wanted to ask." I pursed my lips, and finally couldn't help but say.

I leaned over and turned my face sideways, kissed the corner of his cold lips slightly in a different position, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think this should mean?"

lark:"……"

He pursed his lips in silence, stepped back stiffly to distance me, but never raised his eyes to look at me, but turned his face away, raised the back of his hand to cover the corner of his lips that I just kissed, and was vaguely covered by his hair. The bases of the covered ears were already red and bleeding.

"I..." He finally regained his composure, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted simply and rudely by the phone ringing.

"Hey!!! If you don't answer the phone for more than five seconds, I will cut you into eight pieces from head to toe!! Five, one...Go to hell, garbage!!!"

He frowned as if dissatisfied with the sudden interruption.

I pressed the answer button, and Squalo's loud voice came from the other side of the phone in an instant: "Hey!! When are you going to stay until you come back?!"

"Ah," I remembered that I have been busy preparing for the exam these days and forgot to contact Squalo, "Sorry, Scu, I probably won't be able to go back in a short time."

"what?!"

"I forgot to tell you," the other party's loud volume made my ears feel a little uncomfortable, I moved the phone a little farther away, and continued, "I am now the direct subordinate of the tenth generation of Vongola."

Sure enough, there was a weird silence on the other side of the phone, followed by a huge voice: "What did you say????!!!"

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