[Comprehensive] Xiaoyu walks forward

Chapter 13

The princess's hair was mixed with silver threads.

The prince's sword is still recuperating in the treasury.

Just like every fairy tale has an ending.

No one knows who will suffer in the end.

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After Takeshi Yamamoto understood his thoughts.

Will there be any changes in life between Qingmei and Zhuma?

It seems very similar.

It doesn't seem to be any different.

It also seems that there are many, many more opportunities for skin-to-skin contact.

Yuzi, who was sitting under the tree, frowned, and once again helplessly pushed Takeshi Yamamoto's head away with two fingers. She felt a little at a loss as to how to respond to her childhood sweetheart's increasingly clingy behavior... This guy actually To say it was because of her relatively cold body is really too bad.

"Snapped!"

As if responding to Yuko's dissatisfaction with Takeshi Yamamoto's behavior, the small palm was not strong but was firmly attached to Takeshi Yamamoto's face. up.

"Xiao...Xiaoyu!?" The baseball boy stroked his cheek belatedly after he realized it, his eyelids blinked slowly, as if he was thinking about how his cute and cute boy would make such a move .

Surprise is already hard to describe Takeshi Yamamoto's mood at the moment, the feeling of astonishment made him even forget to be angry, but maybe it's because it doesn't actually hurt, Takeshi Yamamoto blinked and said in wonder after he was sluggish, " ...do I have mosquitoes on my face?"

"Crack!" The boy Yamamoto responded with another paw-like slap from the left cheek to the right cheek. This time Takeshi Yamamoto held the girl's wrist, and he couldn't help but frowned in confusion and annoyance. , but found that the girl's whole body was trembling, "...Awu, I'm so strange now... I can't control my hands when I see your face...!"

"Ah?!" Takeshi Yamamoto exclaimed in surprise, and Yuzi's powder fist hit Takeshi Yamamoto's abdomen the next moment. Seeing the boy bent over in pain, the girl turned pale and began to back away. "Yes, I'm sorry...don't come near me!"

The fluttering skirt was lifted up when the girl was running, and the boy who fell on the ground vaguely saw the absolute area between the hem of the skirt and the knee-high stockings. Bitten reddish...

hum hum...

A mosquito that looked bigger than usual landed on the tip of Takeshi Yamamoto's nose, and was photographed as a falling flower in the next second. The young man who narrowed his eyes and watched Yuzi's disappearing direction frowned in distress. He rubbed his painful abdomen , relieved.

...Fortunately, the bones are not broken.

"Hey yeah yeah...Yamamoto!?"

The panic and screams of his friends made Takeshi Yamamoto show a wry smile, especially Hayato Gokudera next to Tsuna, who was surprised and secretly wanted to express that he was very reliable, which really made people itch.

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"Oh, oh... I never treat boys, just wipe the saliva from this kind of wound and it will be fine."

The new school doctor in the health room, Shamar, pouted and looked at Takeshi Yamamoto who was carried over by Hayato and Tsuna together. During the day, he also looked drunk and flushed with indecent appearance, which made people want to frown.

"Ahahaha... It really looks like what Dr. Shamar said."

Takeshi Yamamoto, who was carried to the bed and lay on the bed, scratched his hair. Although his stomach ached from the beating, he still smiled brightly like a nerve. The expression was serious, but the eyes were so excited, "Hey, baseball idiot, how did you let that little white rabbit woman beat you up like this?"

"Little white rabbit? I think it looks more like a hamster..."

Takeshi Yamamoto blinked his eyes with a sluggish smile, and said in a puzzled way, "Speaking of which, I don't know, I just get along with Xiaoyu as usual, and she suddenly hit me She slapped her face, and then I caught her trying to slap her again, and then she slapped her stomach instead."

"Has that woman finally stopped being sexually harassed by you?"

The fair face of the mixed-race child was faintly rosy with joy, and the expression in Hayato's eyes at the moment said that he deserved it, and he was gloating and gossiping.

And this time even Zetian Tsunayoshi showed a very surprised expression, he widened his big light brown eyes, hesitantly lowered his face and murmured, "San... Yamamoto, I want to believe you... but……"

"Hey, where are you thinking? Am I that kind of person?"

Takeshi Yamamoto was dumbfounded by the reactions of the two close friends. Should it be said that his childhood sweetheart image is too good?Even he, a good young man on campus, can be turned into a sexual harasser by his brain...

A certain baseball boy seems to have naturally forgotten the intimate gestures he made to his little Qingmei, after all, to him, that is very normal.

At this time, Li Baoen, who was dressed like a butterfly, flew in from the window, and his face was extremely cute with colorful butterflies fluttering around, but his face was fixed, and even his voice was expressionless and cold, "It's a disease, isn't it, Shamal."

"You mean my mosquito?"

The middle-aged uncle who was slacking off on the side was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows, and it was only then that Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly realized that he clasped his fist with one hand and tapped his palm, "By the way...Xiaoyu's thigh seems to be swollen. What about block bags?

"Why did you see the bag on her thigh? Yamamoto, what did you do to make such a good-tempered person like Suibo unbearable?" Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help complaining dumbfounded after hearing this sentence. Tera Hayato frowned even more, and stared at Takeshi Yamamoto with a look of contempt, "I said that woman can't stand the sexual harassment of a baseball idiot!"

"Why is it sexual harassment? We are childhood sweethearts, that's how we usually get along with each other." Takeshi Yamamoto blinked, and murmured with a puzzled look on his face.

"Cut... Which childhood sweetheart would be like you? You are sexually harassing under the guise of childhood sweetheart!" Hayato Gokuji, who had always been displeased with Takeshi Yamamoto, hugged his chest in various ways, and his disgusted expression was like Staring at class enemies, Tsunayoshi Sawada hurriedly smoothed things over with a smirk, "Okay, okay..."

He looked back at Takeshi Yamamoto who still didn't understand, smiled naturally and gently, and said in distress, "Yamamoto, think about it, what would happen to you if someone else treated Suibo like this?"

"..." Although the smile on Takeshi Yamamoto's face was still pure and hearty, it seemed to darken for a moment. The expression was so fast that people thought it was an illusion. Then he scratched the back of his head and smiled happily as if nothing happened Whispering, "The situation is different, Xiaoyu and I are childhood sweethearts, we have been together since we were young."

That smiling face didn't seem to waver at all, but he was still firm and full of confidence, so everyone was defeated one after another, and only A Gang was left to complain weakly: "You are a childhood sweetheart, you just treat her like a wife! !"

"Hey, it seems right to say so, haha, Gang, you are so sharp haha!" Takeshi Yamamoto blinked and replied very naturally, this reaction made Gang also retreat, and at this time Bao En slowly Leaning over: "That's the end of the small talk, Yamamoto, what was the situation of Hoonami Yuko at that time?"

Li Baoen, who was flying like a butterfly, was floating in the sky at this time. He lowered his head and stared at Takeshi Yamamoto's face. His calm expression instantly overwhelmed other people's reactions of wanting to complain or embarrassment. Hearing this, Takeshi Yamamoto thought for a while. For a moment, the eyebrows frowned in confusion, "She seems to be saying...she is very strange now, seeing my face, can't control her hands?"

"Well...it's not easy."

The boy's narration made the bad uncle's school doctor look down, he took out a capsule box from his arms, and muttered distressedly, "My hands will cause such a lot of mosquitoes, such as 'tsundere not,' androphobia', ' It’s hard to say I love you”, “I’m not like a princess, you have to know which one to prescribe the right medicine…”

"Huh? What happens if the detoxification is wrong?"

Zetian Tsunayoshi's eyes widened when he heard that, he touched his neck with lingering fear, as if thinking of something, while Shamar raised the corners of his mouth with a relaxed expression, "My treatment methods are all people Infected with a virus with the opposite effect, for example, if the girl you mentioned is not infected with male phobia, but I bite him with the detoxified mosquito, then he will become a nympho. For the specific effect, refer to Hayato, in fact I always thought he was suffering from dog loyalty."

"Cut... who would suffer from that kind of thing, I just want to be Judaime's important right-hand man!"

Hayato frowned and stared at Shamar with a ferocious expression, while Ganga stared at the bomb boy and swallowed thoughtfully.

...Even he thinks that maybe he really has this kind of disease, how can he get rid of it?

"Then what is Dr. Shamar's suggestion now?" Tsunayoshi Sawada hurriedly asked after being in a daze for a few seconds. Shamar took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of the doctor's robe, lit a roll, and brought it to his lips. He took a deep breath, "Is there a need to ask? Wait... wait until the little girl has more symptoms, then I can find the name of the disease."

"But Xiaoyu has been unable to recover before this, right?"

Takeshi Yamamoto's expression couldn't be as relaxed as Shamar's. His face became serious again, his brows tightened from the original relaxed posture, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife's edge for a moment. He stood up on the bed, "No...I have to find Xiaoyu first!"

"And get beaten again?" Shamar didn't like Takeshi Yamamoto's thoughts at all, but just sprayed the smoke on the boy's face maliciously, "I haven't heard of other people being hurt so far, maybe this effect is only for you maybe."

"Wouldn't it be easier to find the cause of the disease in this way?" The athletic boy who made up his mind to ignore it smiled heartily. Even though he was almost knocked down by a girl just now, his dark eyes were unbelievably firm.

This is Takeshi Yamamoto, natural, hearty, confident and upright, as if nothing in front of him can stop his belief, calm and sunny.

Shamar sighed helplessly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly infected, but at this moment, Tetsuya Kusakabe, the vice chairman of the Discipline Committee, was carried over, and there was a faint pained voice, "Why... ...why beat me..."