[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

After an awkward silence, Qihai foolishly let go of Mitsui's thin waist: "Mitsui-kun, are you mad at me?"

"No..." Mitsui breathed a sigh of relief, and he turned his head to look at Qihai—another flash of lightning struck Mitsui, almost turning Mitsui into a Mitsui beast.The guy's clothes were disheveled, the straps of his vest slipped down his arms, and the straps of his underwear hung loosely on one side.Most of the girl's shoulders are almost erotic, her chest, neck, inner arms, and legs... The snow-colored skin reflects dark red hickey marks...

Mitsui just glanced at it and didn't dare to look again. He clenched his fists hard: "Put on... put on your clothes first!"

"Huh? Hmm." Only then did Qihai recall her disheveled appearance, "Clothes...clothes..." She turned to look at Mitsui in embarrassment: "That...what can I wear?"

Boyfriend shirts, white cotton large T-shirts, and Xiangbei long-sleeved sportswear all passed through Mitsui's mind, and ruthlessly ravaged his heart that could no longer stand the stimulation.

"...In short, the more time travels, the better!" Mitsui thought about it, but couldn't think of any clothes that Qihai would wear that would not be cute and attractive, so he gave up on himself and yelled, "I'm going out first!!"

He ran downstairs in a panic, as if there was a wolf chasing after him.

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Qihai was left in the room, seeing the door swaying and swaying, she was a little puzzled and said: "Mitsui-kun... so strange..."

Just now, Mitsui-kun, who was crushed under the wild dog and gnawed randomly, was forced to pull his legs apart in the dark room, and Mitsui-kun, whose eyes were frantic, was strange and terrifying, as if he was about to be eaten alive.That hot big hand touched a strange part of me... Something is about to happen, I don't know what will happen, I don't know what to do... Trembling, scared, nervous, confused, and at the same time there is a trace of... Expectation ...?

She touched her beating heart and looked at herself flushed in front of the full-length mirror: "I too...became so weird..."

Patting her feverish cheeks, Qihai got up and opened the wardrobe: "Well... what should I wear?"

Hair was blow-dried and tied into a high ponytail.Putting on a white T-shirt and a short-sleeved plaid shirt, buttoned up one by one, meticulously reaching the neckline, and beige casual trousers fastened around the waist with the sleeves of a gray hoodie——Qihai watched Looking at the loose clothes in the mirror, he looks like a hip-hop lover himself: "Well, this look...is it a lot of clothes?"

When he walked down the stairs, he saw Mitsui coming out of the bathroom with short dripping hair.

Qihai asked with some doubts: "Mitsui-kun? Did you go to wash your hair again?"

"Uh... ah, uh..." Mitsui nodded indiscriminately, raising a string of water drops.

"Ahaha, it looks like a dog is shaking its hair." Qihai walked over with a smile, "Let me dry your hair for you."

Mitsui: "Hmm." Oops, that guy...has such a cute smile, washing his hair in cold water seems...can't put out the heat.

What happened that day ended with Nanami wiping Mitsui Stray Dog's nosebleed.As for whether someone's nosebleeds are getting more and more... It's not for outsiders to know.

Let's wax the Mitsui wild dogs together.

……

The results of the mid-term exam came out soon, and Qi Hai's ranking was slightly lower than last year's. The shortcomings in physics were still the same, and her ranking was only the third in the grade.

When distributing the test papers, Mr. Asano's eyes behind the lens were filled with a cold gaze of hatred for iron and steel: "Student Qihai still needs to make persistent efforts. Come to the club room after class in the afternoon."

"...Yes." After receiving the English test paper with almost full marks, Qi Hai lowered her eyes calmly.

"How on earth did you offend Asano?" Caizi recently asked for leave to play with the basketball team, and many things that happened in class are unclear.

"It's nothing. The club's recruitment problem... Asano-sensei has some ideas of his own..." Qihai sighed helplessly, "This time, it's our photography club's turn to face the danger of disbanding..."

"Well~ well~ don't worry, the car has its own way to the front of the mountain. Don't you see that our basketball team is bright now?" Caizi patted Qihai's shoulder carelessly, "By the way, next weekend is against Xiangyang, you Do you want to come cheer? For your family Mitsui-senpai?"

"Caizi~!" Qihai blushed and looked around, "I, I'll go there when I'm free..."

"Oh, then I'll ask Haruko and the others to occupy a seat for you." Ayako blinked and smiled flatteringly, "The honey lemon slices you made last time were delicious~! Bring more next time! Mitsui-senpai nurse If you don’t allow it to be eaten, it’s not enough to eat just one slice.”

Qihai responded with a light smile: "I see, I will make a bigger box next time."

Caizi: "Thank you then!"

……

To be honest, when she walked to the club classroom, Qi Haixue had a feeling of resistance.Being forced to study for a ridiculously ridiculous reason is not a happy thing.

Pushing open the sliding door of the classroom, at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the summer sun shone warmly through the narrow glass windows, the blackout curtains in the dark room were open, and there was only Asano in the room, with his back to the door, fiddling with something.

Qihai bowed slightly: "Report, Mr. Asano, I'm coming in."

"Oh, Nanami-san... Wait a minute, the developing equipment in the department is broken, I'll fix it first... You sit down first." Asano looked back, lowered his head and continued to clean the developing tank.

"Yes." Qihai sat down in front of the table, and under the glass partition was pressed the recruiting plan written by Asano himself.

Looking at the detailed steps, clear goals, and time span until next spring's recruitment plan for the photography club, Qi Haixue had one head and two big ones.

The classroom was quiet, only the monotonous clicking sound of repairing equipment was heard, and Asano propped up his glasses with the back of his hand from time to time.The three-seven parted hair was neatly combed, and the half-length hair turned into deep and shallow chestnut colors in the sun, shaking gently with his movements.

His brows always seemed to be tightly furrowed, his squinted eyes focused on the developer tank in his hand, and he wore a dark gray shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows...

Even if he does his own way and lives in his own world, Mr. Asano is a mature adult—how did this weird recruiting plan emerge from this person's mind?

Qi Haixue couldn't understand it.

"Ms. Asano."

"What?" Asano carefully inspected the developing equipment, his thin and tall back looked like a lonely gray crane.

"Ms. Asano...why do you have to use this method to recruit newcomers? Can't you just make posters, distribute leaflets, and promote the benefits of the photography club like other cultural clubs?" Qi Haixue hesitated for a while, but still asked come out.

"If that works, the photography club won't be on the verge of being abolished like it is today." Asano paused for a moment before continuing, "Photography is not like other culture departments, it seems that it can move around Sightseeing and having fun, but after those people who have a playful attitude really join in, they will find out that photography is actually quite boring and hard work without interest to support it.”

Asano raised the developing tank and squinted one eye to look at the light from the window: "For the same scene, those who are interested can stand for a whole day and concentrate on finding the perfect composition and light. Those who are not interested Get bored soon, just clamoring to leave. Drilling into technology, learning new equipment, those jobs that require meticulous patience are not for everyone. Not to mention being exposed to the hot sun outdoors and enduring mosquito bites, or Holding the camera motionless in the cold wind just to capture an ideal moment.”

After repairing the instrument, Asano went to the sink to wash his hands: "If it is to promote fun, it will only attract people who like to have fun - a guy without perseverance will not work after all."

"But... can you attract someone with perseverance by pretending to be a ghost?" Qi Haixue frowned, "Doing it like this... seems like a fraud, right?"

"Fraud? Maybe."

The sound of water flowed down with Mr. Asano's plain tone: "People who like photography mostly move alone, sinking deep in their obsessed fields, and don't care much about the outside world and other people's affairs. Even everyone When we get together, we also work on our own when we take pictures. Photography—it doesn’t need cooperation as much as other literary clubs, and it doesn’t get more profound when getting along like sports clubs. Just like now... there are almost no students in club classrooms .So, how do you attract people to join?"

Qihai hesitated: "This..."

Asano turned on the faucet, dried his hands with a towel, turned around to face Nanami, and adjusted his glasses.

"—Is it because Nanami-san is interested in photography that she joined the photography club?"

"No..." Looking back at the beginning, Qihai seemed to be reluctant to join because the photography club was in danger of being abolished, and she was begged by Sato. "In the beginning, I didn't know anything about photography at all."

"What about now?" Asano continued to ask, "Does Nanami-san find photography interesting?"

"Huh?" Qihai lowered her head and caressed the camera on her chest, "Interesting. Very interesting...Photography changed me. Very happy."

A slight smile suddenly appeared on Asano's indifferent face: "Is that so? Sure enough?"

"Ms. Asano?"

"The charm of photography can only be discovered if you really experience it with your heart, and once you discover this kind of fun, you will quickly immerse yourself in it." Asano pursed his lips and frowned, "Everyone just doesn't understand photography."

He walked up to the wall where previous members' photographs were hung, and looked up at the landscape photo of the Southern Alps on the top: "Whether it's by deception or coercion...I want to make more Many people come to understand this beauty. Understand - the charm of photography."

Asano stared at the picture on the wall stubbornly and resolutely. It is impossible to imagine that this eternally cold man would work so hard for the club he founded with his own hands.

Qihai couldn't help being secretly moved: "Teacher Asano..."

Asano stretched out his hand to help his glasses, he turned around abruptly, staring at Qihai's bright eyes: "And you——Student Qihai—will help me realize this wish."

He strode over and held Qihai's shoulders with both hands: "Is that so? Classmate Qihai?"

"Uh... yes." Qi Haixue nodded blankly.

"Then, go to cram school!"

"Eh?"

A stream of light flashed across Asano's glasses, and he couldn't help but stuff a piece of information into Qihai's hands: "The cram school run by my friend is one of the best preparatory classes in Kanagawa. As long as Qihai students go there, their grades will definitely be good. progress!"

"Huh? What?"

"This recruitment did not achieve good results. It must be because Qihai's grades have not yet reached an amazing level." Asano pushed his glasses seriously, "So I signed up for this cram school for you! The tuition fee is a problem. You don't have to worry, if that guy dares to take your money, I will break off with him completely!"

"Huh? Huh?"

"One and a half hours every night, half a day on Saturday and Sunday!" Asano Shizai smiled, "It will start tomorrow night, let's work hard!"

"Hey...but, Asano-sensei...!"

"You don't need to thank me too much." Asano looked at his watch, and said as he walked out the door with long legs, "The imaging equipment has been repaired, I still have something to do, let's go first. Remember to be careful on the way back!"

"Teacher Asano! Wait..." Qihai stretched out her hand in vain, but couldn't catch a piece of flying clothes.

She lowered her head and covered her face weakly: "How can you do this... Forced to win the lottery..."

The author has something to say: Last night, I coded until late at night, but the computer crashed_(:з」∠)_

Burn my two thousand words alive! QQ

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