Crush on classmate Knotweed

When the afterglow of the setting sun was far away from the horizon, Yuko Ozawa returned home with a heavy and soft teddy bear in her arms.

And my mother sat in the living room with a straight face.

"Where have you been?" She complained, and suddenly saw the doll bear in her daughter's hand again, with surprise on her face. "You're not going out with boys I don't know, are you?"

Yuko Ozawa was helpless: "No, it was given by a friend of mine."

"That's it." Mom's face suddenly changed from happy to good, "What's the matter? My daughter is very beautiful, why doesn't she have a boyfriend?"

She turned her back in annoyance: "I had three boyfriends when I was your age."

In Japan when she was young, the theory of "three wallets" was indeed popular among girls, looking for three boyfriends, one for carrying bags, one for withdrawing money, and one for driving.

But when Ozawa Yuko grew up, the Japanese economy was in a downturn, and women were urged to return to the family in society. Most of the time, she grew up with her grandmother who tended to have conservative values. Sometimes she didn’t understand why her mother had such an idea. .

"How can you do this?" Yuko Ozawa frowned and put the doll bear back into the room, "I'm not a full-time wife, so I don't need to find so many boyfriends as candidates."

"I didn't talk about getting married, how many boyfriends do you want to have fun with first?" Mom said innocently, spreading her hands.

Ozawa Yuko came out in shock.

Mom frowned, and after a while, her manicure slid across the phone: "If you don't mind, I still have a lot of acquaintances, and their children are very good, or you can meet..."

The more Yuko Ozawa listened, the more disgusted she became.

"I really don't need a boyfriend!" She interrupted distressedly, "Why are you so obsessed with finding me a boyfriend?"

The tone of her mother was much lowered by her words: "Anyway, you are going to fall in love. Instead of finding someone your mother doesn't know in your school, it's better for my mother to find you a familiar one."

Yuko Ozawa let out a muffled oh.

She looked towards the sofa in annoyance, but unexpectedly, she didn't hear any sound.

The tired figure on the sofa rubbed her temples with a headache, and exhaled: "... Otherwise, after you find a conjurer boyfriend, you won't stay there forever and never come back, right?"

Ozawa Yuko was startled.

"No way," she thought for a while, then walked over hesitantly, her voice softened a bit. "I will stay with my mother for the rest of my life."

But the next day Yuko Ozawa packed her luggage and prepared to move back to school.

Because the family had informed her in advance that her trip to Jeju Island ended early and she was going back to the school infirmary, and she wanted Ozawa to go back early, and also to go to the familiar izakaya to buy alcohol and cigarettes for her.

[Miss Jiaru: Diva and I have been together for too long, I can't find time to smoke a cigarette, I'm almost suffocating. 】

She lied to her friends too frequently.

[Ozawa: Ms. Kazuru, why don't you be brave and tell your friend that you want to smoke? 】

【Jiaru: ... I might as well smoke you. 】

"A box of Chivas Regal whiskey, I'm an adult." Yuko Ozawa lowered his voice.

The clerk immediately laughed loudly with familiarity: "You are Xiao Ni's student, right? I put away all the things she asked me to buy, and you just need to carry them over."

It was so loud it was almost embarrassing for her.

Yuko Ozawa immediately coughed a few times, turned her head, and lifted the bag in her hand as if nothing had happened.

She was bold and walked out with her head held high. After going out, she quickly stooped into the taxi, wishing to clear up the embarrassment that the whole audience was paying attention to her just now.

"Go to the religious school located on my phone." She said with a breath.

Of course, the road to Gaozhuan was not so smooth. Halfway up the slope, the car broke down suddenly, and Yuko Ozawa had to walk up the slope with her luggage and a case of wine.

Fortunately, with the magic power supporting her, she was not so tired.

Yuko Ozawa walked a few steps, and suddenly felt that the thing in her hand was much lighter. She turned her head suddenly, and saw a fluffy white jade dog rubbing against her palm, and then it put the box on its head, and praised her Blinked.

"Fu Hei!" She waved her hand in surprise.

Fu Heihui pressed his left shoulder habitually: "Yes."

A black jade dog and several rabbits followed him to carry luggage, even a pair of small glasses, and another white dog summoned by the spell helped her carry a case of wine.

Yuko Ozawa asked with great interest, "Do you often use them to carry things?"

Fu Heihui lazily responded.

She smiled dryly and continued to look for topics: "I remember that both toad and snake are your shikigami, Lord Fuhei, right?"

Fu Heihui made a tired voice in his throat, "That's right."

Yuko Ozawa kept smiling and turned her head and closed her mouth. Since he asked Yugou to help her move things, she was too embarrassed to say that he was too cold, so the two walked up the slope in silence one after another.

"Thank you, then I'll go first." When she reached the door, Ozawa Yuko turned her head and smiled at him.

When Fu Hei nodded, she couldn't wait to carry her things and left.

Fu Hei is really too indifferent.

Among the boys, she and Junping play closer, and can chat with Senior Goumaki. As for the knotweed, she didn't dare to approach him because she liked him before, but now they have a good relationship with each other.

What she was most afraid of was the silent Fu Heihui.

Because this person always reminded her of the time when she was not very pretty, and she occasionally needed to talk to boys. At that time, no matter how interesting the topic she said, the boys ended up ignoring her without saying a word.

At that time, she wished she could put on a part-time leaflet handout doll costume so that she would not be so embarrassed.

So now Yuko Ozawa also ran into the room as if fleeing.

"Yoshino," she said as the door closed, "the cactus doesn't need watering, does it?"

Junpei let out a dumbfounded cry: "Did I pour it into a cactus?"

Ozawa Yuko nodded.

From the corner of her eyes, she seemed to catch a glimpse of Fukui Hui who was walking slowly, and the shikigami who were gradually disappearing. Yuko Ozawa quickly retracted her head, and closed the door with a bang.

Fu Heihui frowned tightly: "Why does she always close the door so loudly?"

"Maybe, um," Junpei took back the water bottle in his hand and smiled at him. "She's more afraid of dogs?"

Fu Heihui furrowed his eyebrows even more strangely.

This sense of weirdness that could be faintly felt was when Teacher Wujo invited them to dinner, and the entire first grade, who had been exhausted by travel, went to a high-end restaurant and lazily leaned on the cushions.

Yuko Ozawa deliberately chose a position far away from him in the two vacancies.

Before he could turn his head, Wild Rose sat down immediately. She put down a lot of things and squeezed her aching shoulder:

"...It hurts, my grandma brought me too many things, and I bought things again, and I was too tired to carry them."

"I'll give you a massage." She volunteered and turned around.

Yuko Ozawa sat sideways, slowly rolled up her sleeves, and pinched Ye Qiangwei's shoulders with the method of spa learning, and Ye Qiangwei accepted it unceremoniously, and made some comfortable sounds from time to time.

"Yuko, why don't you help the teacher beat it too?" Mr. Wutiao said with a mouthful of dessert.

He sat lazily on the soft cushion, with his legs crossed, and beside him was a large pile of desserts scavenged from various places, almost too sweet to lose his teeth at a glance.

Facing Yuko Ozawa's astonished gaze, he leaned closer and winked at the student pleadingly.

Ozawa Yuko laughed dryly.

Not so good, she is not a professional back beater, and based on her experience, she promised Mr. Wutiao that he would go too far——

"Teacher!" The pink-haired boy next to him stretched out his hand happily, "I want to beat the teacher!"

Teacher Wujo was moved instantly: "Your Ren!"

Yuzu Yujin also sat closer, rolled up his sleeves, and instantly revealed his strong bronze arms, clenched his fists, and beat the teacher's back repeatedly, and could even hear the sound of meat being smashed in.

Teacher Wutiao tilted his head contentedly: "It's so comfortable."

Several students looked at them in astonishment.

"Teacher," Yuko Ozawa took a brave breath and said, "Aren't you in pain?"

Teacher Wutiao still maintained a bright smile, enjoying the service of the students, and it seemed that all the voices were automatically blocked by him for a while.

Fu Heihui took a sip of matcha tea: "Let's do whatever he wants, the whole college will only listen to his talk, as long as he is happy."

"I'm absolutely not partial to Youruhito," Gojo teacher suddenly stretched out a slender finger of his own, "You can ask me any questions, I like all my students equally."

Junpei raised his hand: "I would like to ask how the field unfolds?"

"This concept is very broad, what exactly is it?" Wutiao teacher touched his chin.

"I just went out to see Mr. Yizhi used it once. Why can he still expand the domain after using a lot of mana?" Junpei thought about the wording, "Doesn't it take a lot of mana to expand the domain?"

Teacher Wutiao was surprised: "Do you need it?"

Junpei opened his mouth wide in surprise.

He immediately changed the question: "Then how can I keep the extra mana power to expand in the field?"

"It's better to use physical strength to deal with them at the beginning," Wutiao teacher said irresponsibly, "you can almost beat them to death. If he is so stubborn, you can use magic power to expand the domain. The trick to expand the domain is... "

It seems to have answered, but it seems not.

He chattered a lot, "... If it goes deeper, you probably won't understand it."

Ozawa Yuko turned her face away in bewilderment.

She put down her sore hand and looked around quietly, just happened to be with Shunping who was also confused, and the two looked at each other helplessly, expressing that they didn't understand.

But if you ask five more questions, the teacher will become more and more confused.

His theories about using spell power and fighting better are all messed up, not because he is not good at speaking, but because the difficulty of speaking is too high, and there is no way to explain the practical details one by one.

What Teacher Wutiao skipped is the most important thing to them.

But his sympathy for the weak is only reflected in inexplicable places, such as thinking that the students don't understand this knowledge point and temporarily stranded.

Knotabagi Yourhito was thoughtful: "So, we still need a lot of mana power to use such a powerful move..."

He also withdrew his hand.

Yuko Ozawa frowned and understood several times, but the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't understand, she just gave up understanding, anyway, she could still ask Miss Jiarui why.

Others can ask Supervisor Yidizhi.

"Do you need more tea?" the female voice asked softly.

The students all turned their heads, and a girl in a close-fitting uniform stood there, holding a water bottle in her hand, looking at them with a smile.After the answer was necessary, she quickly took the cup and poured tea.

Shunping asked abruptly, "Fuhei, why do you keep looking at her?"

Fu Heihui retracted his eyes in surprise: "I didn't."

"He's always been so coquettish," Ye Qiangwei swallowed a sip of the matcha tea snack, "I've been his classmate for so long, and I watched him deliberately drink black coffee to pretend to be cool in front of girls, and I watched him go to the maid shop with Polygonum cuspidatum..."

Yuko Ozawa let out a cry of astonishment.

Everyone around them stopped at the same time, as if some forbidden words were inspired by the game, and they all recalled the unspeakable relationship between the two.

Wild Rose turned her head stiffly, "...Yuko, don't you know about this?"

"Does the knotweed go to the maid shop?" Yuko Ozawa asked dumbly.

The pink-haired boy on the opposite side also opened his mouth, quickly sat up straight, and immediately cleared his mind: "—No, no, Ozawa, I really haven't been to a maid shop, ah no, I haven't been to that kind of shop. Unlawful……"

An illegal maid shop popped up in Yuko Ozawa's head.

The maids in the store are all imitated by the most popular comic female characters, with short skirts, deliberately revealing their fair and tender flesh. They lean against the customers with proud curves, and ask what drinks they want in a coquettish voice.

Of course there will be more extreme things.

Suddenly, she felt that the filter of Knotweed Yujin in her heart was shattered again.

"That kind of place," she said with a lot of effort, "uh, for an energetic boy like Knotweed, it shouldn't be very..."

Yuko Ozawa couldn't find a suitable adjective for a moment.

"But I really haven't been there." Knotabagi Yuhito stared at her anxiously and explained.

Fu Heihui took a sip of matcha tea, and suddenly smiled: "Youren, a man must have the courage to admit that we have been there before, and you don't need to draw a line with them."

"I go to regular stores," he added with a blushing face, "and you dragged me in."

Ozawa Yuko looked at him suspiciously.

Shunping shook his head, "Hey, when he came out, it was Fu Hei who pulled him. This sentence should make Fu Hei very sad."

"Men really don't have a good thing." Wild Rose shook her manicure furiously, "When you go in, you should be very happy when you enjoy the maid service."

Junpei: "Fortunately, I never go with them."

They spoke one after another, and all the words surrounded the knotted knotted hippopotamus sitting in the middle, causing him to be confused and clueless about the words he had finally thought up.

Knotabagi Youruto tried his best to think for a while, then raised his head, and saw the girl's suspicious eyes.

He suddenly felt as if he had been punched hard, his eye circles were red, and his amber eyes drooped dimly, aggrieved: "...I really didn't go."

Like a downcast, pitiful puppy.

"It doesn't matter," Fu Heihui continued to say indifferently, "Anyway, the first time you go, there will be a second time. If you go a few more times, you will definitely meet—"

Wild Rose answered in disgust: "—Isn't it an informal thing? You men are disgusting."

The boy lowered his head and listened to their debate. The more he listened, the more he felt that he couldn't explain it clearly in his life. Maybe he jumped into Mount Fuji now, and he could escape the earth together with the volcanic eruption.

No, he still had to explain clearly before jumping in that he definitely did not do such a disgusting thing.

He raised his eyes firmly.

Before secretly observing Yuko Ozawa's reaction, Gojo-sensei, who was watching the whole process, suddenly laughed.

"There's no need to explain so many times, Yuren," he took out a photo from the bag beside him, "I have a photo of you and Hui going to the maid restaurant together."

Knotabazu Yuhito turned his head all of a sudden.

This small photo was held by Mr. Wujo. He raised his arms high and deliberately asked the students to stand up and look around curiously.

Yuko Ozawa also took the opportunity to take a look. It was almost the knotweed wearing a hooded sweater and the lovely maid on the left and the right, making a love heart in the middle with a cold face and a dark face.

"Fu Hei was pulled in by Mr. Hu Zhang, right?" She tortured.

Fu Heihui nodded silently.

"I didn't drag him in," Yuzu Yuhito held his head in frustration, and complained. "I'm, I'm looking for Teacher Wutiao. I saw Teacher Wutiao go in before we went in."

Teacher Wutiao opened his mouth exaggeratedly: "You actually followed the teacher, disrespecting the teacher!"

The boy became even more dizzy all of a sudden, he held his head tighter, took a breath, and made a breathless sound.

"I'm sorry, teacher," he bowed hastily, stammering his reasons. "However, we haven't been taught a few classes by you. We saw you on the street, and we were very curious about where you usually go."

Gojo-sensei nodded at the photo with his chin: "A serious matter is coming, Yuko, don't look for this kind of man who will follow you."

Ozawa Yuko looked at him inexplicably.

He said seriously: "Otherwise, you won't have the space to go out and play. After all, a boyfriend like Knotabagi Yuhito is too possessive. You want to know where you go."

The boy stood there blushing.

He couldn't argue with his words, and he didn't know whether he had hit his heart or was slandered by so many people out of thin air. Even though the air conditioner was turned on to the lowest level, hot sweat still rolled down from the top of his head.

"I didn't," he said with reddened cheeks. "We are really curious about what Wutiao-sensei is up to. Fuhei and I went to the stalking and maid shop together, and the maid shop is normal."

He hastened to add, "...except for the more expensive food, the maid shop also has strange names and photos, which are all normal. Oh, and, I can't get enough food there."

After finishing speaking, Knotaba Yuhito touched his flat stomach.

He couldn't help staring at Yuko Ozawa, wanting to see her reaction, but saw her burst out laughing, covering half of her face with the back of her slender hand while smiling.

"Tiger, Knotweed," she said with a smile, "Why are you so easily teased today? Everyone's reaction is obviously a joke with you. Why are you suddenly so anxious..."

"Because you will believe it." He said abruptly.

Ozawa Yuko put down her hand in surprise.

The people surrounded by them all looked at them suspiciously.

Among them, Wild Rose is the most confused. She has just accepted "My friend pretends not to like knotweed but actually likes it" and "My friend really doesn't like knotweed", and now she has to accept "Knotweed seems to like a friend." '

She can't catch up with this love series anymore.

After the pink-haired boy blurted out, he was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately laughed heartily: "I care about you very much, after all, we are friends."

The desire to explore provoked by him was instantly suppressed.

Yuko Ozawa laughed at herself, and deftly cast his reaction just now to her character, while her own reaction was attributed to being self-indulgent. After all, it is too unrealistic for the other party to suddenly like her.

I didn't expect that I didn't have a crush on him and I still like to dream.

"I know," she smiled slightly, "we are good friends."