[Comprehensive] Perfect Raiders

Sanada's favorability has increased by 1 point, to 82.

Although it is unbelievable, when the favorability exceeds 85, it will increase rapidly.

Maybe it's because beauty is in the eye of the beholder—there is a long distance between liking and love, but there is only a short distance between admiration and infatuation.

Just because I like it so much, everything the other party does is beautiful, and even without doing anything, it can make people care more and be more addicted.

Unfortunately, neither for Sanada nor for Suzuki Suzuka, this is not a good thing.

"Manager~"

A restless finger tapped her back.

Suzuki Suzuka didn't move or speak.

The Chinese teacher was looking over here, Suzuki Suzuka didn't want to be caught at this time.

Dissatisfied with her indifference, the hand wandered from her shoulder blades to her spine, crawling along the bony cones under the delicate and tender skin to the sensitive neck.

Suzuki Suzuka finally couldn't completely ignore being teased to a vulnerable part, and could only pretend to tidy up her hair, and waved away the annoying guy with her right hand around her neck.

Being swung away, Marui Bunta did not feel discouraged.

Although he has always been good at acting like a baby to girls, Suzuki Suzuka is obviously not the type that can be classified into a certain type.

Marui was lying on the desk boredly, and none of the words read by the Chinese teacher could enter his ears.

He stared at Suzuki Suzuka's back in a daze.

In fact, as Suzuki Suzuka's third-year classmate and back desk, he spent most of his class time this semester staring at her.

He was watching so intently that he could notice the slight changes in Suzuki Suzuka's back with every movement.He saw the shoulder blades he had touched just now, and looked back a little, they looked a bit like the wings of a butterfly.

Fumta Marui recalled yesterday's biology class, and it happened to be about birds and birds. The older biology teacher joked that if one day biological evolution requires humans to be able to fly, then the most suitable place to grow wings is the shoulder blade— —

He didn't know if he remembered it right, he didn't really listen to that class at all.Just now, looking at Suzuki Suzuka's slender back, he somehow thought of it.

But thinking about it seriously, if it was Suzuki Suzuka, it would be no surprise that she would really grow wings one day.

Isn't she called an "angel", "elf" and other messy things everywhere? The school belle "Li Hai Ji" who has dominated Li Hai for three years is not just talking about it.

Putting such a shameful title of "Li Hai Ji" on Suzuki Suzuka made Marui Bunta's acceptance increase a lot.If anyone else dared to get such a name, he, the genius of Marui, would probably die laughing.

Speaking of which, "Li Hai Ji" was thought up by some troublesome person, it's really sour...

After harassing for a long time to no avail, Marui Bunta finally confirmed that the manager didn't intend to pay attention to him at all.

It was heartless.

After complaining a few words in his heart, his gaze was attracted by the slightly shaking long hair in front of him again.

Chinese class is really boring, it's not as interesting as tennis.

Marui stretched out his hand and caught a strand of Suzuki Suzuka's hair. The smooth and smooth hair was divided into four thin strands between his fingers, and when it slid past his knuckles, it felt as soft and silky as silk.

Immediately, Marui felt the novelty of discovering a new world. He carefully put his hair on his table, and the ends of the hair twirled a few times on the table, leading Marui to circle them with his fingertips.

When he came back to his senses, he had already wrapped his hair around his fingers several times.

Suzuki Suzuka probably felt a little hurt from being pulled, and she no longer endured it as before. She turned around while the teacher was writing on the blackboard.

"Marui-kun." Her eyes looked over, even though she was treated like this, she still looked calm, "This is not acceptable."

Although few people are really angry with Marui's pranks or acting like a baby, Marui Bunta is still very upset about Suzuki Suzuka's calm and indifferent attitude.

This is not good.

That does not work.

No...

He didn't know how many times he had heard such words from Suzuki Suzuka.

cut.

But Marui still knew that his behavior was excessive, so he tactfully let go of Suzuki Suzuka's hair.

Having achieved his goal, Suzuki Suzuka turned around again.

Marui stared at the hair on the back of her, it was still as smooth and beautiful as the owner's face, but the ends of a few strands of hair were slightly curled up because of his little action just now, which broke the perfect picture and looked cute.

Seeing that his masterpiece has been preserved, Marui Fumta couldn't help being secretly happy, and deeply felt that he was indeed a genius.

Of course Suzuki Suzuka didn't realize that her hair had been processed, but after class, she still had to ask what Marui was doing poking her in class.

After class, the classroom, corridors, and the entire teaching building became active, and the noise followed.

"Marui-san, what's the matter with you?"

"Manager-san." Marui still lay on the table, "I'm so hungry, give me something to eat."

"There is one more class that is lunch break, and we will have lunch soon. Marui-kun, please bear with it." Suzuki Suzuka's soothing words did not impress Marui Bunta at all.

On the contrary, he sometimes hates Suzuki Suzuka treating himself the way he treats children.

So Marui pursed his lips and didn't look at Suzuki.

Hearing their conversation, Marui's deskmate came over, it was a cute girl with a ponytail, her face was a little shy: "If Marui-kun doesn't mind, you can try the cookies I made. "

Because Marui Bunta is too greedy and loves sweets, the girls he knows have the habit of feeding him more or less. Of course, this has a lot to do with his cute looks.

Being used to this, Marui unceremoniously accepted the cookie at the same table. He wanted to share it with Suzuki Suzuka, but the other party didn't cooperate at all.

"It's not good to eat snacks before meals, Marui-kun. Let's eat after lunch."

Cut, again no.

Bunta Marui felt uncomfortable after seeing a bag of biscuits in Suzuki Suzuka's desk, the kind of handmade biscuits that looked delicious.

What, are you reluctant to give him food?

But inexplicably, he still put the cookie he just got into the desk, and didn't open it and eat it.

Tsk, for the sake of Suzuki Suzuka being his manager, he, a genius, should try to listen to her for the time being.

It was finally lunch time, and Marui and Kuwahara went to the cafeteria together.

Kuwahara couldn't help being a little surprised to see that Marui had left the snacks until now. He was about to ask when he was interrupted by Kirihara Akaya who suddenly appeared.

"Wow, chocolate-flavored cookies! Senior Marui, don't you want to eat?" Before Marui could answer, Kirihara quickly snatched the cookies, "Great, I just don't feel full, thank you Yes, Marui-senpai."

"Hey!" Marui, who failed to regain the food, suddenly became irritable, "That guy Kirihara really doesn't know how to respect seniors at all!"

"Well, forget it. It's not the first day you know Kirihara." Kuwahara sighed helplessly, "I bought an extra piece of bread. I wanted to save it for my job, so I'll give it to you."

Sitting in the cafeteria and taking a big bite of bread viciously, Fumta Marui said aggressively, "Akaya Kirihara, wait for me! I'm going to take all your food!"

Still upset after much deliberation, Fumta Marui willfully blamed everything on his front desk.If it wasn't for Suzuki Suzuka, this bag of cookies would have entered Marui's stomach long ago, there is no chance of being snatched by Kirihara.

Hmph, no matter what, Suzuki Suzuka should give him a bag of biscuits!

Suzuki Suzuka, who is being talked about, is busy with the work of the student union.

She knocked on the student union's office, opened the door and walked in after getting permission.

Sure enough, the president of the student union of Lihai University was still working hard and had no plans to go to dinner at all.

"Yagyu-kun, go eat, I can handle the rest of the work."

It saves a lot of time for the chairman and vice president to work alternately, which also greatly relieves Yagyu Hiroshi's pressure.

Lifting his head from the file, Yagyu looked at Suzuki Suzuka who walked in, "Is that so, it's already this time."

The glasses on the bridge of his nose indoors are not as reflective as they are outdoors, and the occasional glances in his eyes make him look gentler.Yagyu raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Naturally thinking that Suzuki Suzuka had already eaten, Yagyu put down the document and stood up, "Then, I'll have to work hard for you next."

"It's okay, go and eat."

Although Master Lihai praised Yagyu Hiroshi as an elegant and perfect "gentleman", Suzuki Suzuka felt that Yagyu was actually a severe patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Every detail has to be paid attention to, every little place has to be dealt with.

Even if you bring a bento, you will never eat at work.

Even Suzuki Suzuka, who has rich experience in life, still feels a little tired working with such a person.

If it wasn't for the Student Council Yagyu Hiroshi, she would not want to waste her hard-earned life time doing chores for the school.

Doing odd jobs in the tennis club can give you a sense of youth and many interesting things, but doing odd jobs in the student union is not the same thing at all.

And in the student union, she and Liu Sheng were working most of the time, so they didn't have much time to get along well.

But working together is one of the most intuitive ways to get to know someone.

When Liu Sheng walked to the door and held the doorknob, he hadn't even cleared his mind. He was thinking about unfinished work, about the tennis club activities in the afternoon, and about family affairs...but his But his body has already turned back, and those words have already spit out from his mouth.

"Suzuki."

"Hi?"

"If you don't find it troublesome, why don't we have dinner together in the future. Then we can work together during the lunch break, and the two of us will work more efficiently." The glasses on Yagyu's face made Suzuki unable to see his eyes.

"Of course, if it's not convenient for you, you don't have to."

But Yagyu could clearly see Suzuki looking into her eyes, and the light coming in from the window of the student union activity room seemed to shine into her eyes.

Her eyes are too bright.

Liu Sheng knew that if he continued to watch, he would not be able to hide his expression, so he forced himself to look away.At this time, even if he felt regretful and regretful, it would be useless, he could only hope that Suzuki would not find out about his thoughts, and it would be best if he could refuse, while secretly hoping that she would accept it.

"Okay." Suzuki Suzuka smiled so softly and beautifully, "Just don't bother Yagyu-kun."

She smiles differently to herself than to others.

At that moment, Liu Sheng was willing to believe the thought that popped up in his heart.

But his mind knew it was the same.

Suzuki Suzuka seemed to be like this to everyone, Yagyu pushed his glasses and walked out.In this respect, she may be more difficult to deal with than Yukimura Seiichi.

Does she also look different to someone, is she special to anyone?

Just thinking about it like this made Liu Sheng feel that something was wrong all over his body.

If there really was such a person, and that person wasn't him, Liu Sheng felt that he would go crazy with jealousy while restraining himself and pretending to be indifferent.

He will send blessings that seem to be the most sincere but are actually the most hypocritical, and bury the most embarrassing unwillingness deep in his heart.Rationality would tell Yagyu that he was doing the right thing and that Suzuki Suzuka was not for him.but.

When it comes to Suzuki Suzuka, there is always a but.

However, Yagyu Hiroshi hopes that there will never be such a person——

Unless, that's him.

But the truth is, that person is not him.

When Sanada came over, Suzuki Suzuka had already processed most of the documents.

"Sorry." He was wearing a black suit jacket and trousers, his shirt was buttoned up to the first button meticulously, and his green and white twill tie was also carefully tied, which was simply a model school uniform.

"Because something happened in the class, I came late."

Is there anyone else who is so serious when they are in a relationship?Suzuki Suzuka sometimes has this kind of doubt because of Sanada.

"Xianichiro, I'm so hungry." She grabbed Sanada's sleeve, "I came here to work before I could wait for you. You're too slow."

When facing Sanada in private, Suzuki Suzuka is always different, she is no longer so gentle, no longer so perfect, but even so, the coquettishness she reveals is still unbelievably sweet, anyone who has seen it Willingly sink.

Because they are lovers.

Because Suzuki Suzuka likes him.

This is a very simple causal relationship, but Sanada always feels a little unreal...

"Genichiro, I'm so hungry." Suzuki Suzuka grabbed Sanada's sleeve, "I came here to work before I could wait for you. You are too slow."

For this kind of coquettish complaint, Sanada would only reply sternly: "...Sorry."

Suzuki Suzuka's snort was also charming, she knew that if she didn't say anything else, Sanada would really fall into self-blame.

"Forget it, anyway, I'm almost done." She pulled Sanada's sleeve and walked out, "Let's go out to eat."

An office is a terrible place to enjoy food, especially for someone who has worked there for a long time.

The cherry blossoms in April are in full bloom, and the spring breeze is soft and refreshing. The pink petals fluttering in the wind is already a beautiful scenery, but nothing compares to the beauty lying under the cherry tree.

She leaned lightly on the tall young boy's shoulders, her delicate face was more beautiful than cherry blossoms, and her slightly drooping eyes were as unpredictable as a breeze.

Liu Lian-er looked at all this from a distance, neither surprised nor surprised, he took another look at Suzuki Suzuka, who seemed to be immersed in love, and was as silent as when he came, turned and left without a word .