[Comprehensive] Girlfriend's original wish

The person in front of me said to me in a very difficult tone, be my girlfriend.

I stared blankly at the prison temple Hayato standing in front of me, at his emerald green pupils that had attracted me from the very first meeting, at his silver hair hanging on his cheeks, including the full A handsome face with texture.

The corners of his mouth were not upturned, but flattened slightly, showing no joy at all.

Those beautiful eyes looked at me who was still covering my body with the shirt thrown by the bed in embarrassment at the moment, and shot a strong, guilty light.

"Are you sure?"

I lowered my head, and there was a slight sound from the other side of the bed. I knew he stood up anyway. He went to the wardrobe next to the bed, took out the skirt from it and threw it on me. I was hesitating whether to take it or not. To make any other response, the hand outside the quilt was held by him.

His palms are full of thin calluses, because the skin is too fair, the protruding appearance of the wrist is particularly obvious, but the perfectly shaped fingers are not as fragile as they seem, especially when he hesitates and raises his hand to stroke my hair At the top, the familiar ring hit my forehead, reminding me of what happened last night.

"How long are you going to be in a daze?"

The forehead was flicked lightly, and the body of the prison temple was oppressively leaning forward towards me. I staggered in response, pulled the shirt I was wearing last night and put it on casually, but I just got up from the bed. The soreness in my body made me fall to the ground again with a thud.

Prison Temple and I blushed at the same time, his eyelids drooped, his right hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and his wrist was desperately raised towards me, "I, let me help you..."

"No, no need." I struggled to get up, even the tip of my nose was sweating nervously, "I, I can do it myself."

He hesitated for a while, but finally did not continue to speak.

Before I walked into the bathroom and passed the mirror, I saw the different shades of red on my back and shoulders. On my sickly pale skin, the marks left on my body these days were more and more obvious. It seems that it is extraordinarily ugly.

I threw the messed-up shirt into the washing machine, and the long black hair was hanging wet along the water. I reached out and subconsciously pushed back the strands of hair flowing out from behind the ears, only to find that even the earlobes were covered with hair. It is faintly dotted with ambiguous red.

I really didn't let go of anything yesterday, even if I close my eyes now, I can clearly recall the feeling of being gnawed on my ears.

Really not him?

Although I couldn't see anything clearly yesterday, my voice was only a little lower than now, but my movements were just as gentle and cautious.

I still remain skeptical about this matter. It is true that my body is hard to bear, but it is also true that the scars on my arm are very glaring and there is no tendency to recover.

Why did Prison Temple ask me about dating?

When I was just 'Nagase Sensei', he was very warm to me, but this was based on the premise that we were also interested in a certain incredible scientific event; after I became 'Nagase Mizuki', He would hold my hand tightly in order to protect me from being bullied by others, but it was just the bottom line for a man to always protect the girls around him; I don't think he likes me that much.

As for our relationship yesterday—

Prison Temple has always been silent, accommodating, and even conniving, probably because of the painful breath that has been exuding from him, so I didn't reject him.

He can really sacrifice everything and give everything for me, that's not my illusion.

In fact, I am similar to him to some extent, both are self-aware guys who will not be easily manipulated by others, so when he showed his fragile appearance for the first time yesterday, I gave in and accepted it. His overly crazy and also overly reckless behavior was not in the mindset of wanting him to confirm his relationship with me.

Similarly, I believe that if it was me who behaved differently in front of the Prison Temple yesterday, he would probably behave like me...?

It's so bad, I shook my head again, got dressed in the mirror, and sighed silently.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw that the prison temple was facing the refrigerator in front of me in the kitchen, and I was a little at a loss.

"Want to have breakfast?"

I asked with my back turned to him, and walked towards him while wiping my hair that was still dripping with water.

He turned around and happened to be looking directly at me in this narrow space. His face blushed, and he innocently elongated his voice, "No, there isn't." Soon, he changed into his usual face With a slightly absent-minded tone, "What are you doing usually? Tch, there's nothing edible in the refrigerator."

"How come, although I like to be lazy, I still cook seriously." I opened the refrigerator door and took out the crisper, "Here is the bento I made yesterday, just pop it in the microwave."

"Not healthy at all."

He frowned and picked up the half-opened condensed miso soup on the counter, throwing it directly into the trash can.

I stretched out my hand, "Don't throw it away. Although it is concentrated, it still tastes good when brewed in hot water."

He raised his eyebrows, obviously suspicious of what I said, and he threw away the pre-prepared heated breakfast for various reasons. He waved impatiently and told me to hurry up and dry my hair, as if Holding the dominant position firmly, I couldn't refute it, so I had to listen to his words and walked back to the room obediently.

We are all getting along like a pair of lovers, and Hayato Kikuji is trying his best to adapt himself to the status of "Nagase Mizuki's boyfriend".

Instead, his behavior made me feel very uneasy, and the anxiety mixed with worry was spreading in my heart with all its strength.

I combed my hair slowly in the room, and the prison temple outside the house probably had the same mixed feelings as I did, because I soon heard the sound of the door being closed, and I looked in the mirror and was arranging my uniform shirt There was actually a subtle look of disappointment on that face.

What's the matter, I actually feel lost because of such a thing.

Obviously from the very beginning, he knew that Yuji would not like me at all, besides, he also had an ex-girlfriend named Moriyama Sakura.

Blinking my eyes, I tried my best to calm myself down, but the fingers that were tying the bow tie were still trembling. I failed to tie a bow several times in a row, and I threw the tie aside in annoyance.

Passing by the dining table, I was caught by the lonely cup on the table.

The cup is still very hot, and the temperature is just right in the palm of my hand. It contains hot milk. At the same time, beside the cup, I also saw a post-it note.

[The milk is hot enough to drink directly, turn left and walk 200 meters to a fast food restaurant to buy breakfast, I'm going to pick up Judaime from school. ]

Under the post-it note, there is also the name of [Hayato] that was randomly scribbled out with a mechanical pencil.

It is really the unique style of prison temple.

Concise and commanding, but this is also his attitude towards people other than Sawada Tsunayoshi. Holding the milk in my hand, I couldn't help laughing.

Following the address indicated on the post-it note left by the prison temple, I found a fast food restaurant and ordered a light pasta meal. Not long after I sat down, a strange person sat down on the opposite side , the appearance is not strange, dark blue and dark red pupils of different colors, handsome facial features, but there is an aggressive coldness between the delicate eyebrows, a dark green uniform is open, a strange phoenix

The pear-haired hairstyle... It's almost similar to the girl who helped me in the supermarket that day.

"Hi."

The other party smiled at me, and it was a low voice that slipped into my ears lazily.

I don't know him at all. Even if we want to strike up a conversation, we should follow the basic law, right?

For example, he said some words that I could listen to, hello, this is the first time we met, please take care of me, etc., but after the greeting, the first sentence he said was: "Someone said that I would like you very much oh."

This should be a question sentence, and he also deliberately emphasized the word 'like'.

But I didn't find anything in his eyes that he wanted to ask me questions. He just smiled, but his eyes were completely cold.

"Really?" I lowered my head and continued to eat the warm pasta, and answered him unhurriedly, "Then this person must hate you very much. Because you are not the type I would like at all."

"Kufufu~ You are so confident," the person on the other side let out what could be called a weird laugh, "Ah~ Mitsuki? It's a good name, unlike mine, it's the most common, no wonder you can't remember it live."

"Do I know you?" I squinted at him suspiciously: "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"Huh?" He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, "I just want to meet Miss Mizuki. After all, I was asked very seriously, but if I am not satisfied, I plan to return the product, Kufufufu~"

I choked on the salad dressing on the pasta, and couldn't figure out how this guy in front of me suddenly appeared here.

Why do I always meet people with such messed up personalities?

I lowered my head and put down the tableware in my hand, ready to leave here as soon as possible, but soon I found that my body could not move at all, and I could only stay motionless on the seat.

The fast food restaurant, which was still playing cheerful songs, became very quiet at some point. I trembled and collected myself. I tried again, but I was suddenly blocked by an unknown force. Yes, the surrounding area is so quiet, but the sound of people coming and going outside can be faintly heard.

Could it be that I ran into a ghost?

I raised my head tremblingly, my heart was beating wildly, and I couldn't stop staring at the young man in front of me who took the time to observe my flustered appearance.

red.

red.

red.

This person seems to be a person who walked out of hell, so suitable for this color, because his pupils have been staring at me, so I can clearly see that in the center of the pupils, the vague numbers have changed, blooming with strange charm.

It wasn't the weird situation that gave me a splitting headache, but the scene that kept flashing back before my eyes again.

The boy in front of me has turned into an adult. He held my face in his hands, seemed to smile slightly, and moved his body slightly.

"That's great, Mizuki."

Already having a premonition of something horrible about to happen, even though there is nothing I can do, I'm still struggling.

He held the pink collar in his hand, and handed it to me, "kufufufu~ because of this collar, I've always wanted to have a pet, but Coulom didn't agree, so there's nowhere to use it, you like ?"

"……I do not like……"

"But don't you like pink the most, lovely Mizuki."

Although the person in front of me smiled, the shuddering smile still made me tremble.

"Ah~ I like collars but I don't like pink. Mizuki, let's complement each other and we can have a good time." He explained for me on his own, kissed my neck, and left with the warm touch In the next second, the cold leather collar was wrapped around my neck and tightly clasped around my throat.

Even breathing became disordered, he ignored my struggle, and stretched out his slender fingers to try the tightness of the collar, "It suits you very well, Mizuki, even the neck is perfect."

"abnormal……"

"You just found out? kufufu~ But it's only you who makes me feel very excited. Come on, Mizuki, this time it's me who loves you very much."

"what--!"

I couldn't help screaming. If the previous dreams were all pulled away a second before the severe pain fell on my body, this dream brought the pain and powerlessness to the extreme. Unable to bear such torture, I almost fainted.

Nagase Mizuki, calm down, I frowned tightly, and my fingers seemed to be bleeding.

No feeling, no taste.

"Oh, oh, can't bear it anymore?"

The boy opened his mouth in surprise, and I looked at his face with a lingering sense of disobedience. It was definitely not just as simple as what he did to me.

it hurts……

Fingers... so painful...

When the surrounding voices came back, the pain in the fingers was long overdue.

I felt like I was about to cry in pain, I suddenly looked up at him, and couldn't help yelling at him: "Pervert!"

Finally, a not-so-calm expression appeared on his face, as if my inquiry was completely unexpected to him.

The next second after I realized that my body could move, I wanted to slap him hard, but I looked at the other people in the restaurant who were eating, and I endured it, and walked away from him angrily with my bag.

—He is the only one who will kill you.

The voice in my head resounded unwillingly.

My steps froze.

My heart skipped a beat, and then it never calmed down.

The hour hand of the park slowly pointed to eight o'clock, and I was walking in the direction of Bingsheng Middle School. What happened in the fast food restaurant in the morning still makes me feel terrified. I can already see the main teaching building of Bingsheng Middle School, so I can't help speeding up Speed, the mobile phone that can be placed in the bag is ringing, and there is a tendency to never hang up if I don't answer it.

"Mizuki? Haven't you come to school yet?"

Kyoko's voice on the phone sounded quite anxious, and there was endless noise in the background. I haven't responded to her yet, and the part of the phone has been replaced by Kurokawa.

"Mizuki."

Kurokawa's voice was rare and serious, "Your fiancé came to the school to look for you, and now he is fighting with the committee chairman. For your safety, you'd better not come to school."

The author has something to say:

69 and 100 are finally on the scene = 3 = My favorite character in tutoring~

This part is actually that people ten years later have already gone to people ten years ago, so 69 wanted to come and see Mizuki after being reminded by 690, even though they don’t know each other www

In fact, his illusion was just to scare her, but because Meiyue came into contact with the flashback of 690's pet ♂ be, the pain intensified, so she misunderstood 69 and thought that this person was sick.

69=Liudaoku, 100=Bryn

Have you said it before?Oops, I forgot, everyone should get used to the code as much as possible www

As for whether Prison Temple will take care of people, well, first of all, he is not 14 years old but 17 years old, so he will definitely be a little more mature than before.

Second, based on his care for melons in comics and animations and the fact that he has been working for so long, I tend to think that he is quite capable of self-living, and in the official picture book Prison Temple, he works outside by himself, but he lives I live in a high-end apartment, and there is a piano at home, so the quality of life is decent, so his arrangement for Meiyue here is what I guessed from my own brain. Half a housekeeper setting, after all, he misses his Judaime ww

If there is an ooc part, please correct me =3=

As for Meiyue's feelings for Yuji, well, it can be said that it is the highest among all the people present. She and Yuji met because of a magazine, and then became friends who talked about everything. After becoming a girl, she was rescued by Yuji But, so the favorability has been hovering above AUO, on the contrary, it is Brother Que, because Brother Que mistakenly thought she was a boy and beat her, so Miyue was very scared, and it could even be said that she hated Brother Que a little, even though she first The person who made the attack was Brother Que, and he also took Brother Que away for the first time, but it was entirely for the purpose of recovering from his own injuries. The typical way is to leave after finishing. Yamamoto and Sawada didn’t feel much.

Feeling more sorry for the latter, the former also ended up the same as Brother Que.

In fact, the option a or b in the previous chapter will not lead to death, but the emotional adjustment of the line has changed. For example, if you choose a in the previous chapter, the plot here is to go to school with Prison Temple and meet Brother Que. If the choice is In the case of b, it means that Meiyue found out that Bailan actually went to school to look for her (with a dazed face, because she didn't know this person at all), but no matter what, Meiyue would associate with the prison temple and break up again, this will not change ww

In view of the fact that the ratio chosen by the angels is close to 1:1.5, I have revised all the plots of the previous route a, and combined the two routes a and b to write this chapter.

After this article is finished, according to each option, I will complete the content of the options that were not written at that time. www to make everyone feel more like playing games

There are HE endings, please rest assured~ There are also BE endings, but the characters taught in this article will be blackened, that’s for sure~

option to www

Facing the ardent persuasion of your friends, you choose

a. go to school

b. I still listen to them not to seek death

By the way, Mizuki doesn't know Bailan and Liudaokui at all at this time~

Don't worry, everyone, there is an option that can directly follow the story of Yinglan, it depends on whether you can choose it xd