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Chapter 330 [329] Mint Flavor

Chapter 330 [329] Mint Flavor
"How dare you say it."

The fingertips holding the oil-based pen trembled slightly for less than half a second, and the iconic calm sound sounded again.

Yuki Terashima, an iceberg-like beauty, seems to maintain a calmness and rationality beyond the imagination of others at all times.

While talking, she stretched out her hand helplessly to hold the sideburns hanging by her ears, and her pair of dark eyes with a sense of tranquility slightly shifted towards the direction of Shiina Iori:
"So, don't you usually look good?"

"how come!"

Shiina Iori quickly reacted and tried to continue to say something to alleviate the ambiguity in the words.

However, Yuki Terashima lowered his eyes again and looked back at the documents on the desktop.

"Then keep working."

"Here, classify these copies as well. If you have spare time, imitate my handwriting and sign your name. I suggest that that column be left blank and I will write it myself later—is it okay?"

After signing, she only needs to go through the documents.

"of course."

Shiina Iori readily agreed, sitting in this place is still sitting, and he should find some learning materials and start reviewing if he is bored.

Afterwards, Yuki Terashima did not continue to reply, but instead looked down at the document in his hand and continued to sign and write reply suggestions.

However, Shiina Iori didn't notice that Yuki Terashima, who lowered his head again, turned the pen in his hand with a somewhat lax gaze.

"Ding dong dong dong—"

After doing it for a while, the routine bell rang for the end of get out of class, and there was gradually some noise outside. The two people sitting in the office were not affected by these movements in the slightest, and continued to do what they were doing.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Chairman Terajima, this is Naiha Niwa, the treasurer, here to deliver the report."

"Please come in."

Yuki Terashima didn't look up.

"Yes."

A tall girl with short hair came in from the outside, holding a stack of files in her hand.

After entering the door, she didn't go to Yuki Terashima's desk, but walked to the small table on the side of the square table beside Yuki Terashima as usual.

In the past, some miscellaneous matters that were not urgently dealt with were taken over by the secretary of the student union.

"Secretary Yamashita, this is the financial advance report of the thirteen sports clubs for this year. Huh?"

Shiina Iori raised her head in the direction of the sound, and what caught her eyes was a pair of long legs with tight sensuality first, and then the energetic smiling face of a short-haired girl.

The moment the other party saw him, confusion flashed in their eyes for less than half a second, followed by a dazzling brilliance that could not be restrained.

Salivation.

"Are you here?"

Shiina Iori looked up at her in doubt, and asked a question in doubt.

Then, the treasurer suddenly came to his senses, and said in a hurry: "I, I, I, I will send a report to Senior Yamashita! Are you the new secretary? I am Niwa Naoba from the Department of World Literature, and I am the financial secretary of the Student Union." PLEASE PLEASE"

"no need."

Before he finished speaking, his voice was interrupted by Terashima Yuki coldly, with a calm tone: "Niwa-san, just give me the report directly."

"Eh?!"

When Niwa Naha heard this, she was a little stunned and looked at Shiina Iori again.

He also smiled and explained casually: "I was arranged by the academic affairs side to supervise the student union room, not the new secretary."

"I'm Shiina Iori, please give me your advice."

"Shiina?!"

Hearing this, Niwa Naha looked at his face, and immediately reacted with widened eyes.

Obviously heard the name before.

She reluctantly looked at Shiina Iori's face, then peeked at Chairman Terashima with cold eyes, and immediately handed the document to Terashima Yuki with a respectful face, then turned her head and left the room with dejected eyes.

"I don't need to say anything superfluous. If there are still people, just ask them to put the documents on my desk."

Shiina Iori had just watched the treasurer with tense legs go out when Yuki Terashima said something in a faint voice.

"Ok."

Iori answered casually.

In my heart, I was thinking about the expression of that student Niwa just now.

How many versions of his rumors have been circulated in this crappy school? !

Shiina Iori was very curious.

During the subsequent working process, several students who came to deliver reports came in one after another.

Some of these people obviously knew him, while others didn't, just because of his masculinity.

Most of them just turned their heads and delivered the report to his desk.

And every girl asked his name at the same time, and two more courageous ones asked his line number in a low voice, trying to chat with him a few more words.

However, after Shiina Iori said his name, everyone reacted in the same way - eyes widened, and then turned to look at Yuki Terashima with horror.

Those who came in in groups of two and two forced a smile and turned their heads out of the door, and couldn't stop muttering softly.

Shiina Iori heard something faintly with the tips of her ears.

The content is also the same - nothing more than whispers about transfers from private to public, private use of public vehicles, and non-compliance with ethics.

Shiina Iori only listened to three or four rounds, and found out with indifference that his image seemed to have been distorted in the female group into a kind of extremely vicious order and a new generation of scumbags who can sit twice as long as they have money. Terajima Yuki and Igarashi Yui are the two most powerful competitors.

There are quite a few other people, such as Mai Hamasaki, Hikari Kuraki, Mika Onizuka, Ringo Nakajima, Kazuya Matsushita, and Nayuki Amuro. Classmates and teachers under the age of 30.

In addition, there is something rather strange mixed in.

Whether they know him or not, most of them have at least heard his name.

Hearing Shiina Iori felt helpless.

You know, if you start a rumor, you will lose your legs if you refute it!
On the contrary, Yuki Terashima sat there with a calm face all the time, and the pen in his hand kept signing and writing suggestions at a constant speed, and he seemed not to be affected in the whole process.

From beginning to end, always maintain a quiet and focused state.

I don't know if it's lucky, Shiina Iori feels that she has discovered a side of luck that people don't often see.

It wasn't until the second get out of class bell rang that she finally put down the pen in her hand.

Turning his head, he said to Iori:

"Let's eat."

"Then I'll go first."

Shiina Iori said hello, picked up his schoolbag and was about to walk out the door - he has other classes this afternoon, and after the class is over, he will go to Yui's laboratory to help with chores, and he is quite busy.

"Where are you going?"

Yuki Terashima looked up at him with some doubts, and asked a question without beginning or end.

"?"

Shiina Iori, who was carrying a schoolbag, looked up a little strangely.

"Go to the cafeteria to eat?"

He came out in a hurry this morning and didn't make lunch.

So Terashima Yuki seemed to have finally realized something and reacted.

But she didn't let Yizhi go, but turned around and reached out from under the desk, and took out a wooden lunch box that was about as tall as an ordinary thermos barrel.

The last time Shiina Iori saw this lunch box was the last time.

That was when the two of them met for the third time in this student council room.

But no matter how many times I have seen it, even after seeing the contrast between Yui's petite figure and amazing appetite, I can't help feeling a sincere respect for physics in my heart.

Energy is indeed a conserved thing.

Just thinking this way in his heart, Shiina Iori suddenly realized something.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Yuki Terashima pat the table with his hand, signaling Shiina Iori to go over there, tilting his head to indicate:

"Here."

"eat together."

While speaking, she had dug out two pairs of chopsticks and six lunch boxes from the top layer of the entire rice bucket.

Each lunch box is full of rice.

Fortunately, I took out a box of rice from it.

But after thinking about it carefully, I added another box.

While sharing the past, he also asked a very considerate question:
"Is it enough?"

I haven't promised to eat together, have I? !

Shiina Iori had such thoughts in his mind, but after thinking about it, reality didn't seem to leave him with the option of refusing.

So he smiled wryly and said, "One box is enough."

"Speaking of which, why did you prepare two pairs of chopsticks?"

After taking the pair of mahogany short chopsticks and lunch box with obvious patterns from Xing, Shiina Iori asked casually.

Yuki Terashima's movements were invisibly frozen for a moment.

Then, he pretended to be innocent and said lightly:

"Habit."

Shiina Iori didn't know that this habit was gradually developed after Xing classmate finished feeding him one day, but he had no chopsticks to use.

While chatting, the two stopped by the door of the meeting room to wash their hands and chopsticks.

Turning a corner from the meeting room, there is a suspended corridor full of windows on both sides.

From the window on this side, you can look into the student council room, and you can see the inside directly through the window of the president's office.

"Fortunately, you are really serious."

"Have you finished most of the work this morning?"

As Shiina Iori walked, she asked in a persuasive manner, and quickly turned the topic to the serious matter: "...Then I can go to class directly in the afternoon?"

Yuki Terashima put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, tilted his head lazily and gave him a sideways glance, as if he saw through his little thoughts at once: "According to the usual practice, before leaving school, you still have to call me Make sure."

"As for now."

Halfway through the conversation, a sausage cut into the shape of an octopus between the above short chopsticks was caught off guard and poked into Iori's mouth.

The movements are precise and sharp.

Yuki Terashima's voice was light: "Eat quietly when you eat."

Chewing the sausage in her mouth, Shiina Iori agreed again and again.

Fortunately, the short chopsticks were taken back.

His gaze stayed on the tip of the chopsticks for two seconds, and finally, it seemed that with great perseverance, he finally moved his pupils away, and picked up the dishes in a large bowl slowly.

The taste of the food is not bad, much more delicious than those cooked in ordinary restaurants.

Judging from Shiina Iori's peak expert cooking skills that have reached 69 points, it is probably near the professional level.

Xing's movements while eating were still neither fast nor slow, and he wiped out the dishes in the big bowl at a constant speed.

Obviously, the movement of chewing is not very obvious, but the efficiency of handling the food is unusually neat.

Just don't know why, Shiina Iori noticed that when Xing pulled the chopsticks away from his lips, he would always sip it involuntarily.

It seems that every bite has to sip away the remaining taste on the chopsticks.

It looked vaguely strange.

"Here, try this."

After Yi Zhi took a few mouthfuls, Xing Xing suddenly picked up another piece of mapo tofu and handed it over.

"Ah uh."

After confirming her thoughts, Shiina Iori has no hesitation and entanglement in many things before, and she is not even shy about going further with other girls.

The only problem is how to adjust the problems between them.

Therefore, when Xing brought the vegetables over, he opened his mouth generously.

Looking at this scene, a faint smile could not stop appearing on Xing's face.

But before Yizhi noticed, he would calmly suppress the smile and suppress it.

He looked as if nothing had happened.

It seems that this is just an ordinary feeding activity between male and female students.

no big deal.

Just a little bit more frequently.

"Fortunately, you can eat it yourself."

Yizhi looked at the green vegetables stretched out in front of her again, frowned helplessly and turned her head to look at Xing.

He hasn't even finished half of his own bowl, and now he is almost full after being fed.

"what."

Fortunately, he looked very tough.

After Iori reluctantly opened his mouth and took another bite, he retracted.

The tip of the tongue slipped over the chopsticks, and the lips were slightly pursed, but in the end, they restrained themselves and did not stick out.

Today's Yizhi energy has been replenished in excess.

By the way, let's keep these two pairs today.

Lucky thought so.

An unremarkable feeding event was quickly completed.

After the two of them finished eating, Xing put away the tableware, handed Iori a cup of mint-flavored mouthwash, and started to purr while strolling in front of the sink.

It seems that after getting in touch with Xing's different side, Shiina Iori became more bold. Seeing Xing puffing her cheeks and rinsing her mouth, she tapped her fingertips on her fair and tender cheeks.

Very soft and slippery.

Yuki Terashima ignored him and continued to grunt.

Shiina Iori was also grunting. Seeing this, she spit it out first, and then said with a smile on her face, "Sure enough, President Xing is cuter when he's not serious."

Terashima Xing heard the words, spit out the mouthwash in the sink, rinsed twice with the water bottle and then drinking water.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yizhi immediately rinsed and turned around, planning to run away.

In the end, before he could take a step, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Yuki Terashima.

Yuki Terashima's face was still slightly water-stained after washing, and heavy drops of water fell on his temples, soaking a strand of long hair into a section, with a different kind of temptation.

Before Shiina Iori could respond, Yuki Terajima pressed him against the wall by the pool, making a muffled bang.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rush of mint flavor.

After waiting for a long time to let go, Yuki Terajima pressed Iori with one hand, and pressed the other against the wall with a bit of mockery in his voice:

"Since this morning, you have been surprisingly bold."

"Iori-kun?"

(End of this chapter)

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