There's something wrong with my love tips

Chapter 5 Can you come to my house and sleep tonight?
"Natsume-kun, what are you looking at?"

Perhaps she noticed the change in Natsume Yuikawa's eyes, Mochizuki Maya's eyes moved slightly, and after a little thought, the corners of her mouth quickly raised into a beautiful arc.

She leaned forward, clenched her fist and touched Natsume Yuikawa's chest, and said in a joking tone: "Come on, are you in love with me?"

"what"

Natsume Yuikawa, who was immersed in the expectation of a better future, came back to his senses. He shook his head and then reached out to touch Mochizuki Mayaya's cheek.

Mochizuki Maaya's pupils shrank instantly, but it was just a subconscious action. She soon relaxed again and just stared at the outstretched fingers with her peripheral vision.

There was no offensive behavior as she had imagined. She just felt the finger rubbed her cheek twice like a dragonfly touching the water, and then quickly separated.

"Who wouldn't like Mochizuki-san, who is so cute? That's why it would be a shame to get her stained with mud, you see."

Natsume Yuikawa said this, showing Mochizuki Mayaya the mud spots he had wiped off with his fingertips.

"Ah, this must have accidentally splashed on my face when I fell just now. My clothes are all dirty. How disgusting."

An annoyed expression immediately appeared on Mochizuki Maaya's face. She first rubbed the place where Natsume Yuikawa had touched, then lifted up her calf and examined it carelessly in front of him.

The stockings she wore were delicate and shiny, which made her leg lines more graceful while also allowing the texture of her skin to be vaguely revealed.

Unfortunately, the part below the knees was covered in mud, which had dried over time and was impossible to clean with just the hands.

[At this moment, you can't help but start to imagine that if you had chosen 'entry-level oral skills' in the first choice, you would have been able to show Mochizuki Maya a special cleaning technique. Unfortunately, there is no way to do it again. ]

Wait! Who would have such an idea?
Natsume Yuikawa was very dissatisfied with this unauthorized falsification of facts, especially when he wanted to continue observing but found that Mochizuki Maya had stopped, the urge to protest in his heart became even stronger.

"Well, it looks like I have to change and wash. Natsume-kun, I have to go back. Let's talk another day."

After finishing the examination, Mochizuki Mayaya hurriedly wanted to turn around and leave, but Natsume Yuikawa quickly stopped her.

"Mochizuki-san, wait a moment."

Mochizuki Maaya paused, turned around and looked at him in confusion, her cherry lips tightly pursed, and she said nothing.

"I haven't given you the money I just recovered from that person yet."

Natsume Yuikawa put his hand in his pocket, took out a handful of change and handed it to Mochizuki Maaya.

"Check to see if there's anything missing."

Mochizuki Maaya stared at the pile of change and hesitated for a while. Finally, she stretched out two fingers, picked out a 100-yen coin from it, and shook it in front of Natsume Yuikawa.

"This is the only one that belongs to me, thanks."

Smiling, she put the coin away, turned around, left the alley, and walked into the rain alone.

It turned out that the yellow-haired guy stole 100 yen from her. No wonder she thought she was playing a trick on him on purpose.

But then again, if it wasn't for the hint, based on Mochizuki Maaya's almost perfect performance just now, who would have been able to see through her disguise?

Natsume Yuikawa watched Mochizuki Mayaya's back as she walked out of his sight. It was raining outside, and she had run away from home, not to mention that she only had 100 yen on her.

If I leave her like this, I'll have a hard time getting through tonight.

Natsume Yuikawa recalled the two endings he had seen before and made a decision on the spot. He picked up his umbrella and his cold lunch box and chased in the direction where Mochizuki Maya had left.

Soon after parting with Natsume Yuikawa, Mochizuki Maya began to regret it.

He could obviously take all the money that Natsume Yuikawa handed over for himself. After all, it was not a huge sum of money, and he couldn't possibly go to confront the yellow-haired man for this.

Now, what can I do with this hundred yen? Mochizuki Maaya walked along the eaves of the street, and raindrops fell from the sky, splashing countless water on her side.

The muddy pantyhose were soaked by the rain and stuck tightly to the skin, bringing an unpleasant sticky feeling, but what made Mochizuki Mayaya even more unbearable was the freezing chill that penetrated into her bones through the soaked clothes.

If you continue like this, you will definitely get sick.

But when she thought about returning to that so-called home and having to face those hypocritical faces again, Mochizuki Maya felt that it would be better to just die outside.

There was a hint of stubbornness in her indifferent eyes. She hugged her arms tightly against her chest, forcing out some warmth.

Just like that, she forced herself to move forward until a vending machine blocked her way.

She originally wanted to go around and continue walking, but in the process she inadvertently glanced at the shelf, and then her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she could not move forward.

"Goo~"

Her stomach growled, and Mochizuki Maaya remembered that she hadn't eaten for more than 24 hours.

His eyes wandered greedily around the shelves, and after noticing the price tags below, he reluctantly moved away from the pile of beautifully packaged snacks and finally locked onto a row of inconspicuous sausages in the upper right corner.

Better than nothing.

Mochizuki Maaya comforted herself in this way. She threw the hundred-yen coin in. After a while, a sausage fell out.

The slight disdain she had just felt disappeared without a trace at this moment. Mochizuki Mayaya squatted down and stared at the shipping port with hope.

After waiting for a while, I found that nothing fell.

Raising her head in confusion, Mochizuki Mayaya saw a scene that made her angry.

The sausage she bought got stuck by the beautifully packaged snacks she had been longing for on the lower level, and it couldn't fall down in the end.

"you"

Mochizuki Maaya tried hard not to curse. She grabbed both ends of the vending machine with both hands, ready to try to push the machine to shake it so that the sausage would fall out.

But before she could take action, she vaguely heard someone calling her name from behind.

Turning around, she saw Natsume Weichuan walking towards her with an umbrella.

"Mochizuki-san, you are here. I finally found you."

Natsume Weichuan walked quickly to her side, without lingering his gaze on her for long. Instead, he blew a few breaths of hot air into his palms, then raised his head and quickly scanned the vending machine.

The bright blue-white light from the vending machine shone on the handsome profile of the boy. Mochizuki Maaya stared at him for a while and asked in confusion, "Is there anything else Natsume-kun wants to talk to me about?"

"nothing."

Natsume Yuikawa still didn't look at her. He raised his hand and started to operate the interface for selecting products. "I just want to say that Mochizuki's performance just now was amazing."

"That's right."

Mochizuki Mayaya was stunned for a moment, then a gentle smile appeared on her face, "It's just because I like watching movies, so I just learned a few tricks from them."

"No, no, no, you should know what I mean by performance."

There was a click in front of him, and Natsume Yuikawa bent down and took out a sausage and a bag of potato chips from the delivery port. He handed the potato chips to Mochizuki Maaya and said:

"Can you come sleep over at my house tonight?"

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