[Comprehensive] Girlfriend's original wish

For a moment, just after my kiss landed on Lark's neck, I could feel his body go stiff, but strangely, he didn't seem to resist.

wrong.

It's too serious to describe it as resistance.

should say--

Skylark may not know how to deal with this matter, obviously my actions have exceeded his usual understanding of girls.

I slowly let go of my hand, and raised my eyes to look at his face. His gray-black eyes contained puzzlement and hesitation towards me. Various emotions fluctuated rapidly in his eyes. The fist of his right hand next to my face was clenched and relaxed again, and finally, he lowered his head and approached me proactively.

It's not like I'm acting.

I stared at those eyes and thought, I didn't get along with him for a long time, it was just a few words more than ordinary classmates, Yunque was actively waiting for me at this moment, it was just because he was curious In this matter, I am curious about how far a guy like me, who is just a 'herbivore' to him, can do.

The slender phoenix eyes looked at me with some doubts, and Yunque obviously couldn't understand my sudden stop.

"I'm sorry, just now, I seemed to suddenly—"

I felt my head buzzing, and I explained to him with difficulty, "I didn't do it on purpose, I just suddenly wanted to do this."

"this matter?"

Skylark's complexion is not very good, maybe it's because I made him feel very dissatisfied with my moaning and chirping, and while he opened a little distance, I rolled off the couch in the reception room.

Taking this opportunity, the inexplicable and ambiguous atmosphere with Hibari just now dissipated, and I was able to lower my head and tidy up my uniform again. The first few buttons of the originally good short-sleeved shirt were still unbuttoned, and the hem of the skirt was in a mess. The dark blue cardigan that was originally put on outside also fell loosely on the shoulders.

Even if there is no mirror, I can guess that my clothes are scantily at the moment, even frivolous.

Me, how could I become such a person?

Why do I subconsciously want to do that weird thing when I'm close to Hibari Kyouya?

It's only been a few minutes since I kissed him, but my heart suddenly felt a strong sense of nausea, like being hit on the forehead with a blunt instrument, and the blood in my brain was flowing backwards.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I won't do this again." I apologized hastily, eyes dodging, my feet kept stepping backwards, and my hands were also arranging the shirt and the bow that had fallen down.

"Oh..." Skylark dragged out his tone, with a hint of mockery in his leisurely tone, "You don't dare to continue."

He drew conclusions on his own, and stood up too.

No matter how nervous I was, I couldn't ignore the nausea rising from my body. It was a very physiological conditioned reflex, and I had no choice but to keep avoiding his gaze.

As if to save me from the embarrassment at this moment, the clock on the wall in the reception room rang.

thump.

The Qingyue bell reminded me that there were only a few minutes before the end of the rest time. I turned and pushed open the door of the reception room. The cold air that came in through the door made my legs tremble. In spite of my rapid breathing, when I walked out of the reception room, the pain in my palm made me look over belatedly.

A bloody crescent-shaped mark had already appeared on the palm of his hand.

This is caused by my deeply clenched fist just now.

I walked faster and came to the bathroom at the end, and turned on the faucet with the greatest strength. While the water was flowing downwards, I looked up at myself in front of the mirror.

Slightly drooping round eyes, the pupil color is like gemstones submerged in water exuding a gentle and charming look, ivory-like white porcelain skin, an extremely tender, but also a beautiful and moving face.

It's ugly.

I thought to myself, what an ugly person I am.

Relying on such a delicate and charming face, I wantonly play with other people's emotions, and live by stealing other people's feelings——

For an ugly person like me, I can only live on with such despicable methods.

My name is Mizuki Nagase, I am 16 years old, a high school girl.

He is also a disgusting guy who cannot live without the love and love of others.

I tried my best to bring up a smile. Similarly, the corners of the mouth of 'me' in the mirror slowly rose, and the smile was even brighter than the cherry blossoms in full bloom.

My stomach was churning, and the nausea and discomfort made me retch.

"Nagase-san, are you alright?"

The worried face of Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly appeared in the mirror in front of him. He stared at me tenderly behind me, the light in his eyes was as bright and clear as the stars in the night sky.

That dreamlike feeling came again.

The sound of water flowing in the bathroom gradually turned into the sound of water flowing in a bathtub in a huge room before my eyes.

Lying in the bathtub, I was picked up by someone, and he gently put on a dark red bathrobe for me. The thin material rubbed against my skin and even made it a little painful. The belt was tied casually like an ornament. Steps will spread out.

"That's too cunning, Mizuki."

The man in front of me smiled at me unscrupulously. In fact, his appearance has not changed much. After so many years, he still has this gentle but not weak appearance.

"Ten generations."

I reached out and stroked his forehead, "You're hurt."

"It's okay, this wound was also left for Mizuki."

He rubbed his forehead against my cheek, and stretched out his hands. I shrank my shoulders, and let him slowly take off my oversized bathrobe.

This is a very warm scene, the handsome and handsome mafia leader is embracing his beloved lover.

Just his lover, not his justifiable wife.

Sawada had already fallen asleep beside me. Hearing his even breathing, I pushed away his hand that was always holding me, got out of bed, went to the dressing table and opened the jewelry cabinet.

In the side of the cabinet with earrings, I took out the pills, opened them and swallowed them directly.

Yes.

No matter how much I like Sawada Tsunayoshi, I have no way to leave a child for him.

Because...if my nominal husband Takeshi Yamamoto finds out about being with the leader...

When I came back to my senses, I was already grabbed by Sawada's arm, maybe because of the dream just now, I had no strength and could only rely on Sawada Tsunayoshi.

He lowered his head and turned off the faucet in the bathroom, his fair face turned red, and he said to me falteringly: "Nagase-san, I saw you coming out of the reception room just now... so I was very worried about you, and followed you all the way Come here, if you're having a hard time—"

He reached out to help me brush the strands of hair that fell in front of my eyes back behind my ears, "I'll send you home to rest first."

Kindness, gentleness, and optimism are all my impressions of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

His movements were very cautious, although he still supported me, he kept a basic distance between his manners, which would not be too embarrassing, but he did not let me go.

This kind of behavior made my heart move suddenly.

In the world, there are still pure and carefree existences like him.

I don't want to hurt him.

--What are you doing?This is a good opportunity.

——Sawada Tsunayoshi likes you very much, more than Hibari Kyoya.

Although the voice in my head has been urging me to behave towards Tsunayoshi Sawada as I did towards Kyoya Hibari.

I gritted my teeth to suppress the voice, propped my body away from Sawada's support, and tried to reassure him, I smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, I'm just losing weight recently, it seems because of malnutrition Because of this, I feel uncomfortable."

"Nagase-san." Obviously, my too lame lie failed to fool Sawada, but he is not the kind of guy who likes to pester endlessly, so he just nodded worriedly.

I almost exhausted all my strength, restrained my disgusting impulse, and returned to the classroom with Sawada.

Also through the afternoon, I have come to the conclusion that there are only three people in the whole class who make my body feel strange impulses and want to approach uncontrollably.

Prison Temple Hayato.

Takeshi Yamamoto.

And, Tsunayoshi Sawada.

I tried to get in touch with Kyoko Sasakawa and Hana Kurokawa, and there was no abnormality in my body at all.

It can even be said that even the kind of dream that always makes me feel helpless no longer exists.

This also made me make up my mind, no matter what, I can never get close to these guys who will cause my body to continue to mutate.

I don't want to take advantage of other people's favor towards me to fulfill my own wishes...

This is probably why Moriyama Sakura told me why she wanted to get close to Hibari Kyouya.

In the brief contact with these people, only Hibari gave me the strongest feeling, followed by Hayato Kikuji, and Yamamoto and Sawada felt weaker.

I rubbed my head in distress, trying to get my head around everything that was going on.

[Xiao Meiyue, do you want to continue today's tutoring? ]

I took out the vibrating mobile phone in the drawer, which also interrupted my thinking.

The email came from a strange guy, but the photo of the blonde model taking a selfie and the familiar voice at the end of the email reminded me who this person was.

[Why don't you talk, did Xiao Meiyue forget me? ]

[After school in the afternoon, I'll wait for you at the station, don't forget the tuition that I agreed with me earlier. ——Mr. Green Room]

In just a few seconds, several other emails came over unwillingly. I bowed my head for too long, and even the teacher who was in class shouted my name in dissatisfaction.

"Nagase? How about playing on your mobile phone after class?" He knocked on my desk, I hurriedly put away my mobile phone, threw the black ballpoint pen on the table, closed the exercise book, and just stared at the blackboard. Then answered the correct answer.

Probably because my complexion was really bad, and I usually acted well enough to keep myself safe, so the teacher didn't make things difficult for me, and even persuaded me to go home and rest early in a caring tone.

[okay, I get it. ]

I sent emails to Midorima and Kise one after another, and put the phone back.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang right on time, and Prison Temple came to my desk with one hand in his pocket, holding his hand on the edge of the table, and said to me in a very dissatisfied tone: "What's wrong?"

I didn't dare to look up, I just stuffed my notebook in my bag.

This feeling is too strong.

Prisoner's worried eyes fell on me.

My chest was getting hot, and I was trembling even when Prison Temple's finger with a ring fell on my shoulder, and my body couldn't bear any contact.

Just to stay sane—

I almost used up all my strength.

"Hayato, I'm tired, sorry."

I put my bag on my back and looked at Kyoko with pleading eyes. Although she was worried, she still passed Yamamoto and Gokuji, "Mizuki, let's go to the dessert shop to eat cakes."

Without even saying hello, I grabbed Kyoko's hand, and together with her, I left the school as if fleeing.

——Hee hee, do you think you can escape by yourself?

The voice in my head made me feel like my heart was being tightened by something.

Before parting from Kyoko at the station, I was still sighing, what a very gentle girl.

She clearly knew that what I said was a lie, but she still held my hand tightly, and even saw something wrong with my body.

This is the soft girl who is really worthy of liking, not to mention that she looks so cute.

The tram swayed forward. I sat on the seat and watched the passing scenery outside the window. Before I knew it, the tram arrived.

I picked up my bag and came to the exit. I was about to call Midorima, but I saw a familiar person unexpectedly, with hair color darker than rose red, and an extremely good-looking face. Even though he didn’t speak, He simply raised his hand at me, but that elegant temperament still permeated every aspect of his body.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Akashi spoke to me in a gentle voice, with a three-point smile on his lips.

I stared at him with wide eyes, hesitated for a while, Akashi came over, his voice no longer restrained, boundless tenderness seemed to surround me.

He called me softly with a gentle and tired voice, "Mizuki, I miss you very much."

"I..." I made a hesitant voice, "Midorima asked me to come here to meet him and go to the library for tutoring."

"You don't need Shintaro, I'm enough for you." Akashi lowered his head, and the bright red and precipitated gold rushed into my eyes, "However, at this time, I do have a few people I want to introduce to you."

Akashi's voice was deviated, almost sharp and scary.

At the moment when his ending gradually fell, I suddenly noticed from him——

It's called a dangerous smell.

The author has something to say:

Everyone in the black basket world is very good at acting, at least Moriyama Sakura already has an illusion of [the strategy is successful], so——

Moriyama Sakura has already entered the world of tutoring, and started the strategy at the same time as Mizuki [The loser will be punished]

Meiyue's physical condition determines that she will definitely choose to attack, but she will definitely not do things that are shameless, so the involuntary body is in a game with the rationality of the brain. It's not right, besides, Brother Que doesn't like her at this time.

[Although as a normal boy, it is quite normal for Brother Que to have a little reaction to the close contact of a beautiful girl like Meiyue]

So Mizuki's instinct is to avoid the strategy, but as the heroine of this article, how can she escape?

She didn't want to hurt Tsunayoshi Prison Temple Bailan, who were considered good friends of hers, so she could only start with the ones she didn't like, Momomoto, Rokudokuku and Dino [The latter put on their pants and ran immediately Typical, I can finally write about their appearance wwwww]

That's right, everyone said that the digital codes are not easy to distinguish. In the future, the author will say that I will not be lazy~

The flashback at the end of this chapter is Tsunayoshi’s BE, not Yamamoto’s

And by the way, I have a question~

Can you guess that Mizuki’s second round of Raiders in the Black Basket World (that is, you can attack people other than Miracles) has started www (look at my smile)

Haizaki I usually count it in the miracle, after all, it is colorful wwwww

In the end, I think it’s better to add the number code, hey, I’m still used to using numbers.

18=Kyoya Skylark

27=Sawada Tsunayoshi

69=Six Paths

59=Hayato Prison Temple

80=Takeshi Yamamoto

Others will be added after I write~