Miss Hui Ye wants me to surrender

Natsuki Amamiya took the chopsticks, picked up a bouncy beef ball, and sighed:

"Many years later, when I stand in front of the firing squad, I will definitely think of that distant afternoon when Qian Hua fed the food."

Fujiwara Chika's cheeks puffed up: "...don't talk while eating."

"Yes Yes."

"..."

After eating the bento, I talked about the copy of the game yesterday afternoon. Seeing that the class was about to start, Natsuki Amamiya got up and said:

"Let's go back to the classroom."

"Wait a minute." Chika Fujiwara called him back, raised her pretty face with a serious expression, "As a member of the game club, I must not break the rules."

"so?"

"...try the pocky challenge first."

Chapter 222 You, you, you... you fouled!

"...let's try the pocky stick challenge first."

While Chika Fujiwara was talking, she took out a box of pocky sticks from her back.

The idea of ​​the secretary is very simple.

To be a man, you have to follow the rules, and when you play games, you have to follow the rules.

You have to follow the rules you set yourself.

If you agree that the person who loses the game will be punished, you will definitely not renege on it.

I, Chika Fujiwara, will never cheat!

However, it can be modified appropriately.

Fujiwara Chika did play the game of eating chocolate bars before - on Hijima's variety show, the game of chocolate bars is super common, it can be said that it is well known, only a boudoir like Kaguya Shinomiya doesn't know about it.

However, the objects used to play were all girls, and Chika Fujiwara belonged to the camp of "chaos and disorder".

But if I play with Natsuki Amamiya...

Chika Fujiwara has no chance of winning.

If you say you are Chaos and Disorder, Natsuki the Cricket must be a creature of the Chaos and Evil camp!

Can't win.

It's more likely that you will lose.

But it is not Chika Fujiwara's character to admit defeat and surrender without a contest.

Fighting to death, and not fighting to lose are two completely different concepts.

Therefore, Chika Fujiwara should rehearse in advance to see where her limit is, and when she finds something is wrong, she should admit defeat in time to avoid accidents.

"Really want to play?" Yugong Xiashu looked at the secretary, "Class is about to begin."

"There are still ten minutes, enough." Fujiwara Chika patted the bench beside her and urged, "Sit back quickly."

"Then practice in advance."

Natsuki Amamiya sat back beside the girl.

"I borrowed a box of pocky from my friend in the morning, and it is the most delicious strawberry flavor." Chika Fujiwara raised the box in her hand, "There is no such thing."

"Having said that, recently Glico launched a coriander-flavored pocky." Natsuki Amamiya objected, "Coriander Sai Gao."

"Huh?" Chika Fujiwara crossed her arms, leaned back slightly, with an indescribable disgust expression on her face, "There should be very few people who like the smell of coriander, right?"

"On the contrary, there are far more people in the world who like cilantro than those who don't."

"..."

Chika Fujiwara took out a pink strawberry-flavored pocky stick, opened her pink lips, bit her teeth lightly, and looked up at Natsuki Amamiya.

"I started?"

Natsuki Amamiya asked.

"Um."

Fujiwara Chika snorted softly, expressing her permission.

The roof is quiet, only the cool summer breeze blows gently.

Yugong Xiashu didn't have a mother-in-law, he hesitated, leaned on the bench with one hand, bent down, and leaned towards the secretary.

The sweet aroma mixed with milk and fruit pours into the tip of the nose, which is quite pleasant.

Four eyes facing each other.

Natsuki Amamiya could clearly see her reflection in the secretary's eyes.

The eyes are so big.

Joan has a straight nose.

The skin is moist and tender, like a freshly peeled egg, and the apple skin makes people want to reach out and pinch it.

Especially the light in the eyes, shining brightly, even after being frightened by the evil spirit all night, it never dimmed...

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Fujiwara Chika suddenly tilted her head back, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop.

"Regret?"

"I didn't!"

Click click.

The sound of a little hamster eating melon seeds sounded, Fujiwara Chika quickly finished eating the chocolate bar in her mouth, took another sip of milk, and then let out a sigh of satisfaction:

"It's been a long time since I ate pocky, I just couldn't help it... come again."

Natsuki Amamiya knew it in her heart: "I won't run away this time, will I?"

"It wasn't there!"

Fujiwara Chika puffed up her cheeks, pulled out a chocolate bar again, opened her mouth to bite it, and said with her eyes:

"Come again."

"..."

Exercise continues.

Fujiwara Chika was not a timid and shy girl, and her chaotic and disorderly personality even gave Hayasaka Ai a headache. After adjusting her mentality now, she will naturally not run away again.

Natsuki Amamiya quickly bit the other end of the chocolate bar.

"stare--"

Fujiwara Chika's eyes widened, and she looked over with great momentum.

Natsuki Amamiya said:

"If your eyes are so wide open, won't it hurt?"

Fujiwara Chika's eyes were bright: "It won't be sour at all."

Natsuki Amamiya: "So it started?"

"..."

Click click.

Chika Fujiwara responded directly with actions.

Natsuki Amamiya took his time and started eating from the other end.

The pocky stick is not long, two people eat it together, and there is only a small piece left in a blink of an eye.

Chika Fujiwara, who was aggressive at the beginning, has involuntarily slowed down now.

too, too close!

The scorching breath smelled each other, and in a trance, the two seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeat clearly.

The girl's slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her eyes began to panic.

(There is still a little pocky stick left, if you continue to eat, you will definitely meet it?)

(Do you want to surrender?)

(Wait, kissed this before...)

Fujiwara Chika suddenly remembered what happened in the midnight mall.

A gloomy mall.

Play puppet clothes with weird rules.

A feeling of thirst that seems to be dying in the next second.

The joy of 'surviving' when drinking water.

And the temperature of the boy's lips...

Fujiwara Chika suddenly felt dizzy.

"Um?"

Looking at the pink-haired girl who closed her eyes nervously, a question mark appeared above Natsuki Amamiya's head.

What are you doing with your eyes closed?

The game has not yet been decided, if you want to admit defeat, just open your mouth and surrender!

Could it be "playing bad tactics", preparing to surrender without fighting, and waiting for oneself to admit defeat?

Do not make jokes!

Your tactics are meaningless to the brave of the scraps, do you know what chaos and evil are?

Yugong Xiashu looked up, and there was a reminder above the secretary's head.

【The first time, the second time...】

【The first time, the second time...】

what is this?

Are you still stuck?

Natsuki Amamiya thought for a while, and soon realized that it was the number of kisses in the midnight shopping mall.

As a patient with number obsessive compulsive disorder, Natsuki Amamiya likes the number three very much.

Third world.

Three lives and all things.

Three points to vitality...

Decided, immediately change your number to three.

Click click.

Natsuki Amamiya ate the last chocolate bar in a blink of an eye.

so soft.

The soft and warm touch like cotton candy is both familiar and unfamiliar, which makes people want to stop.

The temperature is a little lower.

Warm and cool, very comfortable.

The number of times Mr. Secretary got stuck on his head finally became three times.

"..."

Fujiwara Chika's eyelashes trembled suddenly, as if she wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't open them in a panic, she was very shy and timid.