Crush on classmate Knotweed

"Lihai University has always been the champion of the Kanto Competition for fifteen consecutive times, but in the finals of the National Competition this time, I don't know if Yukimura Seichi can repeat this myth again—"

In the auditorium, Nagasaki Yemei's eyes widened in shock.

"No way!" She approached Ozawa Yuko all of a sudden, and pressed the girl's shoulder. "Isn't he your brother next door? Why don't you know him?"

Yuko Ozawa hesitated and lowered his head.

She explained in a low voice: "He is a neighbor of my grandfather's house, but my grandfather passed away after my first grade of elementary school, so I have no contact with Yukimura..."

If she hadn't found a sports magazine by chance, she would have forgotten that she had a sports department in Kanagawa County.

But now she also forgot who was Yukimura Seichi in the group photo.

Ozawa Yuko suddenly realized something was wrong, and within a moment, her sorrel head woke up:

"...No, how did you know that Yukimura Seiichi and I are neighbors?"

The aggressive wild rose Nagizaki softened in an instant.

"Ah, well," she sneered, and fanned her palm beside Yuko Ozawa, "After all, I'm sitting next to you, so there's nothing I can do if I don't want to hear it, and I'm not the only one watching—"

"Who else?" Ozawa Yuko asked angrily.

Nagasaki Wild Rose fanned the wind even harder.

She laughed awkwardly: "Don't be angry, in fact, not many people know about it, but Teacher Wutiao took a picture and tweeted it, I guess there are quite a few people who know about it..."

Wutiao teacher is too much!

Ozawa Yuko turned around with a whimper.

Angrily, she took out her mobile phone and searched for it on Twitter, and within a few clicks, she found five photos sent by the teacher without any mistakes.

【w: Cute and lovely children~】

A one-time nine-square grid was posted on Twitter, which was taken at the banquet. The pink-haired boy and the chestnut-haired girl were both huddled in the corner. The girl kept her face sideways or frowned because of abdominal pain, while the boy kept looking down. she.

The two were still very close.

Ozawa Yuko felt guilty for no reason, she carefully avoided the sight of the boy next to her, and slid down secretly.

[sunny: Are you a student of Wutiao?What a cute couple! 】

[w: Huh, nonsense, I'm a heartthrob!Reply to @今日化烟[-]% off: It’s so funny, such a young student has a companion, and we are still single. 】

[Work overtime to die: Young people are really energetic. 】

Almost all the replies below are friends of Teacher Wutiao, and there are no students who reply. Most of them are lamenting being single and envious of the couple in the photo.

Ozawa Yuko shyly covered her face.

This, how could this teacher be like this!They are not together yet!Why doesn't he explain it!

She thought frightenedly, what if Yuzu Yujin also saw it and got angry... Wait!What if he sees it, but thinks it's okay, and doesn't reject appearing in ambiguous photos with her?

An unbelievable thought came in——

Is it even acquiescence?

Yuko Ozawa's face began to jump up.

She swallowed her throat, it was almost burning, and then she made a lot of mental preparations, and the hand hanging in the air began to move, ready to go back to see what kind of ambiguity the picture is.

She quickly swipe past the four photos, because there are people next to them, and the photos are just ordinary friends social distance.

The hands with transparent nails suddenly paused.

In the last picture, she was lying sideways on the table with abdominal pain, her eyebrows furrowed, while the pink-haired boy was holding a water glass without thinking, and leaned towards her worriedly.

They were very close, or the angle of the capture was too good. All in all, in the photo, his lips seemed to touch her hair, and his eyelashes drooped, as if he was lovingly kissing her who was sick——

"What are you doing?" The voice of the young man Gao Yang suddenly sounded in his ear.

Ozawa Yuko's hand trembled, and she turned off the screen of the phone in a panic, almost dropping the phone to the ground.

"No, it's nothing," she tensed up nervously, not daring to turn her face to him. "It's almost the end of the first race, and I kind of, kind of..."

"The first singles game ended, Lihai University VS Qingxue ended 4:6, Qingxue won."

Knotabagi Yuhito leaned on his arm and sighed: "I didn't expect Li Haida to lose so soon."

Yuko Ozawa seems to have grasped at straws.

"Yes," she lied incoherently, "so I'm in a bad mood, um, I won't tell you now, I want to go down and get some air."

Yuko Ozawa didn't finish her sentence, she quickly turned her head and ran down the auditorium without daring to look back.

She gripped the hot phone tightly, the screen almost burned a hole in her delicate palm, but thinking about the scene just now burned even more.

But in this split second, she thought of a decision in a fever -

"Well, where is Yukimura Seiichi?"

Off the court was a group of boys drinking water, all wearing headbands and shorts, and one of them was drinking water while pointing over there: "Over there."

"Thank you." Yuko Ozawa bowed and looked away.

There happened to be a tall man with dark blue hair standing over there. He stood out from the crowd and was more handsome than the others, but the young man seemed a little depressed as he drank water.

Yuko Ozawa tried her best to recall Lihai University's school uniform and pictures in magazines, and after a long time of confirmation, she dared to walk forward.

"Hello," she asked softly, "are you Yukimura Seichi?"

The tall man with dark blue hair frowned: "You are?"

"You may not know me anymore. My name is Yuko Ozawa. I used to live near your house during summer vacation." She explained.

Ozawa Yuko paused and took a deep breath: "I want to treat you to a meal today, is that okay?"

Okay, Yukimura Seiichi doesn't know her well, and she doesn't feel ashamed to be rejected, and she can ask him to practice her courage.

Because she is too timid.

"Captain," a guy with light blue hair patted him on the shoulder, "You are really popular with girls!"

Yukimura Seichi's tone was flat: "I'm sorry, I don't have much time recently."

Yuko Ozawa, who had made good psychological expectations, let out a breath.

"However, there are still other times." He couldn't bear to change the subject, "Why don't we leave a contact information, and the two of us will come out again when we are free?"

Didn't completely reject it!

Yuko Ozawa was overjoyed, walked over, and immediately asked to add him as a friend.

Seiichi Yukimura took the phone and finished typing in the numbers, handed it over, and she checked to see if it had been added, and found such a string of personalized signatures——

[Yukimura Seichi: I'm very busy, I'm training every day, please leave a message if you have anything to do. 】

Yuko Ozawa: "..." It was still rejected.

"Thank you," but her purpose is to practice courage, "I hope I won't disturb you."

Yukimura Seiichi shook his head politely.

This result had already surprised Yuko Ozawa, so when she returned to her seat, her face was full of joy.

"What's wrong?" Nagasaki Wild Rose asked strangely.

"Spoken a few words with Yukimura Seiichi," she looked at her begging for praise, "Although asking him out was politely rejected, but I got his number."

Wild Rose didn't think about it, because it was too difficult for her to understand a girl with many twists and turns every day, and sometimes she couldn't keep up with Ozawa Yuko's thinking, so she patted the knotweed unceremoniously:

"Kumba, you rejected a girl's unsolicited date, but gave you her contact information, what's on your mind?"

"Then I definitely don't like it—ah, no, no," Knotaba Yuhito quickly waved his hands after his mouth, "I'm too busy, and I'll definitely look for her when I'm done."

His amber eyes stared straight at her: "Yes, that's how it is."

Yuko Ozawa stared at him suspiciously.

Yuzu Yujin stretched out three fingers, and winked at her sincerely: "It must be because he is too busy. After a while, he will definitely contact you!"

"Or you should tell her the truth," Fu Heihui's voice sounded, followed by unexpected words. "It's because Li Hai failed in the big competition, so I'm not in the mood to look for you."

Yuko Ozawa burst out laughing.

Yuzu Yuren nodded seriously: "That's right, I'm not in the mood for the time being after losing the game."

"Look, Yuko, all the boys say that," Nagasaki Yarose echoed, "That proves that Yukimura Seiichi must have thought the same way."

Fu Heihui couldn't help turning his head and raised the corners of his lips.

A group of people tacitly found an excuse for her, but they knew very well that the excuse was false, and they also knew that the person who heard the lie also knew this.

So in the next second, they collectively laughed out loud.

A faint smile appeared on Ozawa Yuko's face.

She was not interested in this contact method, but what moved her was that a group of friends blatantly favored her.

It's obviously such an outrageous thing, and this boy still doesn't like her, but after she said something that seemed to be true, everyone chose to appease her without thinking.

It feels so good to be surrounded by a group of people.

A sense of warmth surged into her heart, she smiled, and took Kizaki Ye Qiangwei's warm hand.

Kusakabe Atsuya attends their night school.

"Wujou went on a business trip abroad," he sat cross-legged quietly, "However, I usually explain some basic knowledge of spells. Although it is very basic, it does not mean that students who have been exposed to spells before entering school can A reason to sleep."

He casually picked up the ashes from the plate on the ground and threw it towards Fu Heihui in the farthest corner.

Fu Hei, who had half-closed his eyes, shook his head in shock.

"Don't think that if you grow up with Gojo, you can do whatever you want," said Mr. Kusakabe, "People still have to maintain a humble and studious attitude, even in the face of a very basic knowledge."

Yuko Ozawa turned her face in shock, looking at Megumi Fukuro, who was not sober, she never thought that he grew up with Teacher Gojo.

She thought of Mr. Wutiao's playful and childlike appearance, and also saw Mr. Fuhei's calm appearance.

Immediately, I thought of an elementary school student with a sea urchin head who was similar to him. He had to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables after school every day, and raised an adult who was sleeping on the sofa.

It seems that everyone who comes to the college is unfathomable.

By the way, she has never asked Mr. Huzhang how he came to the college——

Yujin Yuzu, who was sitting in a row with Fu Heihui, was struggling to open his eyes.

Yuko Ozawa also squinted her eyes when she saw Junpei in the corner. She hurriedly looked to the side, fearing that Ye Qiangwei Nagasaki next to her would also fall asleep, but even she was not very energetic.

"Today we are talking about the expansion of the field," Mr. Kusakabe said after sweeping a glance, "By the way, let me ask if you have released the field when fighting with others. Some students please raise your hand."

Yuko Ozawa has not been out a few times.

She turned her head and looked around, but she didn't see anyone else raised her hand, but Fu Heihui stretched out her hand, and slapped the sleepy Knotweed Youren hard.

The young man behind him trembled all over at first, and after a short while, his head twitched again.

It has to be said that Yuzu Yuren is too strong, with a body fat rate of 80kg in single digits, and the flesh is very firm, which can be classified as rough skin and thick flesh.

Don't mention hammering him, even if Fu Heihui punched him through, he would have no problem at all.

"No," Mr. Kusakabe said unsurprisingly, "Haven't you ever had one too? Fukui?"

Fu Heihui, who was about to fall asleep again, trembled all over.

He blinked and propped his temple wearily: "No."

Mr. Kusakabe nodded, frowning, and suddenly he raised his chin at Yuko Ozawa: "Wake up the boy behind you too."

Yuko Ozawa turned around after receiving the order.

She stretched out her long fingers with fresh manicures, ready to pinch him anywhere, but the flesh on his legs and arms was tight.

She had no choice but to pick his soft spot vigorously.

On the side, Rose Nagasaki yawned.

"What's the matter with you all?" Mr. Kusakabe dissatisfied, "Everyone is sluggish and hasn't rested well. Are they doing physical training or practicing spells?"

Wild Rose was sluggish: "No, probably because we walked back from the city center and came to your class without eating."

"At least take a taxi here," Mr. Kusakabe ordered with his arms folded and his brows furrowed. "Okay, then you all go to eat first, get some hair, and come back in half an hour."

He stood up: "For those of you who are growing up, it is indeed easy to sleep without a full meal."

But Ozawa Yuko has developed the habit of not eating at night.

She pinched the back of the knotweed hand, but didn't see the boy wake up, finally gritted her teeth, turned over the boy's copper-colored arm, and pinched his palm which was much whiter and tenderer than other places——

Knotweed Yujin suddenly grabbed her hand.

He opened his eyes in pain, and heard a cry of pain in his ears. After opening his eyes, he saw Yuko Ozawa looking at him with teary eyes, and his hands, which were much whiter than his, were slightly red and swollen.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Yuzuki Yuhito's eyes widened suddenly, "I'm sorry, Yuko, it's easy for me to grab things when I sleep. Maybe it's because I played too much baseball in junior high school and was often raided by players."

Yuko Ozawa let out a cry of pain.

Only then did he let go of his hand as if waking up from a dream, and repeatedly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I really apologize to you..."

She rubbed her wrists with red eyes.

"By the way," Knotabagi Yuhito lowered his head cautiously, "Or I'll give you an apology gift, anything is fine, as long as it's within my financial range."

Yuko Ozawa sniffed aggrievedly: "It's okay, I'm not short of money."

His shoulders immediately relaxed.

But the girl was still rubbing her wrists, her eyes were red, she was born with a typical pitiful look of Yamato Nadeko, and Knotabagi recalled her experience, and recalled that she was more sensitive and thoughtful than other girls .

He thought about it, and even hesitated to say this.

"Yuko, don't you like Yukimura Seichi?" He tentatively said, "Otherwise, if you don't know how to chat, you can come to me?"

Yuko Ozawa froze for a moment.

The eyes of the few students who didn't walk away also widened.

Kunzhang Yuren scratched his head in embarrassment, and continued to add: "Because... I seem to be very good at talking to others?"

Yuko Ozawa tried to laugh.

That's right, how could Yuzu Yuren be jealous because she likes others.

He doesn't like her.

The girl blinked her pupils full of autumn water, trying to hold back the surging tears, and the corners of her lips curled up, trying to control the last bit of decency.

"Okay," she finally smiled with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, Knotweed, you are so kind."

She struggled to stand up, almost unable to maintain her smiling face, and she was about to fall to the ground the moment her toes touched the ground.

Knotabazu Yuhito felt that she was not in the right mood.

But he has already dealt with it according to what he thinks is very good. The more subtle girl's thoughts are simply incompetent for the boy to understand.

Junpei on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and he winked wildly and suggestively at him.

"What's wrong?" Knotabagi Yujin asked confusedly.

Junpei continued to whisper, "Apologies..."

He wondered: "Why?"

"Name!" Junpei's voice was a little higher, making people aware of the problem instantly. "How can you call Ozawa's name directly?"

Knotweed Youruhito froze for a moment.

Junpei added in a low voice, "Only boyfriends can call their names!"

Now the boys and girls didn't move anymore, they froze in place, their faces turned red.