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Chapter 182 This should be a good place

After repeating it, Natsume Yuikawa continued to act according to Tachibana Miyuki's instructions.

As soon as the finger entered a little, it felt an unprecedented resistance, as if it would be squeezed out if it lost consciousness for a moment.

Do we have to give up now that we have come this far?
The answer is of course no, Natsume Weichuan can no longer stop.

"Hmm."

Almost at the same moment, Tachibana Miyuki shuddered as if a cool breeze suddenly blew outside. She quickly lowered her arms and pressed her hands hard on the edge of the counter. She finally suppressed the subconscious urge to bend her legs and cross them, and supported herself to stand in place.

"Go a little further in, this should be nice, right?"

After walking a few steps, Mrs. Yamamoto turned back, touched her lips, and asked tentatively.

"Yes, that's right. However, because it's an overstock, the categories are not that complete. I suggest you pick out the ones you like first. If there's nothing left, you can go to the original price area to buy them."

The short word of Tachibana Miyuki's agreement sounded a gentle melody. The situation was so strong, but she couldn't say it out loud, which almost drove her crazy.

Bending down slightly, Tachibana Miyuki quickly grabbed the wrist of Natsume Yuikawa's hand that was doing evil.

“I still know these.”

Mrs. Yamamoto was so absorbed in preparing for the anniversary dinner that she didn't notice Tachibana Miyuki's strange behavior. She picked up a cabbage, turned it over, and said, "This looks very fresh. Let's buy some."

"It looks like it, but it's definitely leftover from last time. I can't keep it in the original price section just because it looks so good."

Tachibana Miyuki knew that if she didn't say something at this time, it would seem abnormal, but when she agreed, as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt an urgent urge to shout loudly regardless of the consequences.

It’s all Natsume Yuikawa’s fault. I clearly told you to put the cabbage there, so why did you put your finger in there?

It was really strange. Tachibana Miyuki was now quite confident that this was not a coincidence, but a deliberate act by Natsume Yuikawa.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain that every time I said something to Mrs. Yamamoto, Natsume Yuikawa's fingers would follow the instructions in the words.
Thinking that it would be impossible if she didn't try hard to appear tough, Tachibana Miyuki finally made up her mind, grabbed Natsume Yuikawa's wrist tightly, and moved to the side.

Natsume Yuikawa naturally refused to give up and continued to act according to Tachibana Miyuki's instructions. She didn't know when she would be able to resolve her heart knot, and she needed to work hard to take the initiative in every step that followed.

The muscles in his arms tensed a little, and Natsume Weichuan kept his palm firmly in place, still maintaining a distance that would allow him to easily touch the edge if he stretched out his fingers.

This result was definitely not what Tachibana Miyuki wanted to see, so she naturally continued to increase her strength, but was met with equally heavy resistance from Natsume Yuikawa.

Even though Natsume Yuikawa's physical fitness is a little weak, he will not lose to Tachibana Miyuki in the field of strength. He competed calmly, but soon, Tachibana Miyuki discovered a sad fact.

Thanks to her efforts, the distance not only did not widen, but it even moved forward a little.

If this continues, sooner or later
After realizing what was going to happen next, Tachibana Miyuki blushed and it seemed as if all the strength in her body was drained away in an instant. Although she wanted to hold on very hard, she could already clearly feel her muscles trembling slightly.

One centimeter, two centimeters, finally, the defense line that was built with great difficulty collapsed, and Tachibana Miyuki's hands dropped weakly.

Such a performance should have announced that Natsume Yuikawa was the final winner, but the next moment, something happened that even Tachibana Miyuki herself did not expect.

It turned out that Natsume Yuikawa, who had been trying hard to press forward, did not know that Tachibana Miyuki would give up resistance all of a sudden, so under inertia, his palm suddenly stretched forward and accidentally hit the side of the counter, making a dull "bang" sound.

"Ok?"

Mrs. Yamamoto, who had already picked out a few ingredients, turned around when she heard the sound, stared at Miyuki Tachibana and asked in confusion: "Did you hear any sound just now?"

Her eyes began to search involuntarily, and soon she thought of a possibility. Her expression instantly became terrified. She raised one leg and leaned back as if she was going to perform a flying move. Mrs. Yamamoto stammered, "Could it be a mouse?"

"Hehehe"

Upon hearing this, Tachibana Miyuki laughed awkwardly.

Rat? That's not wrong. After all, what Natsume Yuikawa is doing now is no different from what a rat is doing, they are both digging holes.

"Don't worry, there is no such thing in the store. Not only you, Mrs. Yamamoto, but I am also very afraid of mice. If there are any, I will definitely scream louder than you."

Tachibana Miyuki tried to answer in a normal tone, and if you ignore the faint blush that can be seen from the side of her face, it can be said that her answer was flawless.

"makes sense."

Mrs. Yamamoto closed her eyes, stood up straight, patted her chest, took a deep breath, and finally calmed down. She turned around and continued to pick ingredients.

Another person who was also relieved was Tachibana Miyuki. After Mrs. Yamamoto turned around, she wiped the sweat from her forehead with a look of fear on her face, and leaned over to look under the table. This was the first time she saw Natsume Yuikawa since he had hidden here.

Sitting cross-legged there, the floor that I mopped clean every day finally came in handy. The only thing I had to worry about was whether I would catch a cold if I sat on the floor for a long time wearing such thin clothes.

Shouldn't I be questioning Natsume Yuikawa now? Why am I unable to help but worry about this now?
Tachibana Miyuki suddenly came to her senses and cursed herself for not living up to her expectations. Then she turned all her resentment into motivation and vented it on Natsume Yuikawa. She lowered her voice and said, "That's enough. Do you plan to stay here until the end of the shift?"

"of course not."

Natsume Yuikawa answered decisively, winked in a certain direction, and said, "But at least we have to wait until Mrs. Yamamoto leaves. If we go out now and get caught, it will be hard to explain."

"Then you didn't listen when I asked you to come out before!"

Tachibana Miyuki rolled her eyes at him unhappily, bent down and reached out to Natsume Yuikawa's head, flicked his forehead lightly, and said, "Stay here for now, and I'll go talk to Mrs. Yamamoto. While I'm chatting with her, get out of here quickly. Do you hear me?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Tachibana."

Natsume Weichuan had almost achieved his previous goal, and now he found that just touching with fingers could no longer satisfy him, so he agreed.

“I’ll go now”

As she spoke, Tachibana Miyuki began to walk around, holding onto the edge of the counter with both hands, as if she had not yet completely recovered from the strangeness. "Hey, Ms. Tachibana, where are you going?"

Just when Natsume Yuikawa was about to get up from the ground, Mrs. Yamamoto's question interrupted his action.

Although I can't see it, judging from the clarity and volume of the sound, it seems to be quite close?

Natsume Yuikawa couldn't see the scene outside, but Tachibana Miyuki could see it clearly.

Mrs. Yamamoto, I don't know when she had bought the vegetables, and was walking towards this side with them.

"Ha, where else could I go? I just felt like there was some dust on this counter, so I tried to wipe it off with my hand."

Tachibana Miyuki responded with a forced smile while pretending to be calm.

"Is that so? Let me see."

Mrs. Yamamoto walked to the counter, put down the purchased ingredients, and then tried to rub the edge of the counter with her fingertips.

“Is it clean?”

Mrs. Yamamoto looked at the clean fingertips, her tone becoming more puzzled than before. She tilted her head and looked at Tachibana Miyuki, "Come to think of it, your face seems to be very red today. Do you have a fever?"

That's right, I have a fever.

Hearing this, Natsume Weichuan laughed secretly under the counter. He had already seen Tachibana Miyuki's jade toes with bright red nails curled up awkwardly as she began the grand project of carving out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

"Is there any?"

Tachibana Miyuki smiled shyly and her eyes involuntarily looked away.

"Really, there is, and it's very obvious. I have a mirror here, take a look."

As Mrs. Yamamoto spoke, she held her handbag in front of her, took out a delicate little mirror from it, and looked at Tachibana Miyuki in the mirror.

Tachibana Miyuki couldn't resist and had to look back at herself in the mirror. Just as Mrs. Yamamoto said, her cheeks were flushed.

And those slightly drooped eyes make it look like he has many little secrets hidden in his heart.

Her fair skin appears even more delicate under the light, and her moist lips are gently pursed, as if she is trying hard to hide her inner shyness.

It would be strange if this could be concealed.

Tachibana Miyuki yelled in her heart and had almost given up thinking. After hesitating for a while, she could only nod and follow Mrs. Yamamoto's words and said, "It seems that she may really be sick, because the temperature difference has been quite large recently."

People always like to compromise. Being treated as sick is much better than being discovered having a mistress at the counter.

"I knew it. Ms. Tachibana is already so grown up, why is she still so careless? Come, let me take a look."

Mrs. Yamamoto's ability to socialize well with many people is obviously not just due to her eloquence. She put her hand on Tachibana Miyuki's forehead and calmed down to feel her body temperature.

That’s right, even though he’s such an “old” person, he’s still so careless and exposes his flaws so obviously.

Looking at the peaches so close to him, Natsume Weichuan, who was hiding under the counter, had another bad idea. He slowly lifted a corner of the skirt with his hand, then straightened his squatting body a little and propped it up with his head.

The vision suddenly became darker, but in this deep darkness, Natsume Weichuan smelled a faint fragrance.

If it was the previous few weeks, Natsume Yuikawa might not have understood it, but after the guidance of Mochizuki Maaya, he encountered it almost every day and was very familiar with it.

"woo"

Tachibana Miyuki's fingers couldn't help but pinch the hem of her skirt, and at the same time, a light sound full of complex emotions came out of her throat.

The airflow brought out by Natsume Weichuan's sudden inhalation took away a lot of the warmth in the space under her skirt. That instant of coolness passed over her fair and tight legs and reached deep into her heart. How could she resist that experience?
"Do I make you feel bad?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Yamamoto quickly withdrew her hand and asked with a nervous look.

"No, nothing."

As Tachibana Miyuki explained, the blush on her face became more obvious.

After what happened before, for some reason, she always felt that every word she said was a conversation with both Mrs. Yamamoto and Natsume Yuikawa at the same time.

The former is okay, but the latter will definitely get worse after hearing it.

Mrs. Yamamoto was relieved. She looked down at the palm that had just touched Miyuki Tachibana's forehead. Based on the temperature she felt, she deduced, "It should still be within the normal temperature range. It may be the early stage of a cold. As long as she takes medicine, she will be fine in less than a day. She only needs to sleep for a while."

"Yes, yes. I will have a good sleep when I go back today."

Tachibana Miyuki's head lowered lower and lower, and her slender waist also changed, gradually bending slightly from a standing upright position.

There was no way. She could now feel that Natsume Weichuan was finally not satisfied with the status quo and took action there.

Although Tachibana Miyuki often appears to be very enthusiastic and proactive, she is actually quite traditional. Even though there is a layer of cloth between them, she still finds it difficult to accept and her whole body begins to tremble as if she had been electrocuted.

"Hmm? You just shivered, didn't you?"

Mrs. Yamamoto, who was standing opposite, noticed it and immediately continued to say with concern: "Sure enough, you are slowly starting to feel cold. You must take medicine before you get a fever. Do you have any medicine? Do you need me to help buy it?"

(End of this chapter)