[Comprehensive] Girlfriend's original wish

In the corridor where people come and go, no one seems to have noticed Takeshi Yamamoto and me on the steps.

He made good use of his height advantage, propped his left hand on the wall, and firmly covered me. If there are passing students passing by, they will probably only think that it is a couple who are quarreling.

The truth is far from what it seems on the surface.

I bit my lip, raised my upper eyelid as much as I could, and looked at him like nothing happened.

Takeshi Yamamoto's appearance is actually not the vicious type. He used to have a bright smile on his brows and eyes, but when he calmed down, he looked at me with fearful eyes, especially him. His tone hasn't changed too much, he still seems to be smiling like in the past.

"Hey, Nagase-san, what are you thinking?"

wrong.

Yamamoto's appearance has slowly changed, the greenness has gradually faded from his face, his appearance has become much more mature, there is a not-so-deep mark on his chin, thin bangs are on his forehead, and his eyes are bent into just the right arc , the whole person has a lazy but attractive male hormone atmosphere.

I looked in panic at the person in front of me who had changed unknowingly, and the scene that had also changed. It had changed from the stairs on the school roof to a strange European-style room. The brightest thing in the room was probably the ghost in the person's hand The bright blue ring also has an extremely sharp knife.

Yamamoto wrapped his hands around my waist, obviously feeling that he didn't have much strength, but let me stick directly to his chest, he smiled, "Nagase-san, ah, it's a name I haven't used for a long time, Nagase Se Mizuki, Mizuki... where are you going?"

"You..." I trembled, my brain was still unable to digest the incoming news, so I just looked at him hesitantly.

Not only has Yamamoto's appearance changed, but even his supposedly bright smile has a somewhat unclear meaning.

It is exactly the same as the previous few dreams, but the sense of reality is stronger every time. If we say that the previous few times can be regarded as a trance, but at this moment I am held in the arms of Yamamoto. He sprayed his breath on my neck and stroked it with his palm Holding my long hair, the intimacy like a lover not only did not relieve my panic, but made me more and more violently surrounded by fear.

leave him.

Get out of here anyway.

This is the first instruction given to me by my brain, which is slowly reacting.

My hands tried to push him away as much as possible, but in the process of constant struggle, I accidentally bumped into an overturned box. Yamamoto's eyes seemed to be attracted by the box. Taking advantage of his distraction, I never Breaking free from his arms, I looked at the dark door that was only a few steps away from me. Just when my fingers were about to touch the doorknob, Yamamoto hugged me from behind and easily exposed me. The door with the slightest gap was firmly kicked to death, and then my body was pressed against the door panel.

"bump--!"

My back hit the door with a thick, muffled sound.

"look at me."

Yamamoto raised my face, I closed my eyes but opened them tremblingly under his command, my back was trembling with pain, and at this moment, Yamamoto, who was firmly suppressing me, had an elusive smile, "Just now The man who wanted to take you away...which hand did he touch you with?"

I didn't answer.

"Two."

He answered for me, and his eyes turned cold. Only then did I notice the ocher bloodstains on the hem of his blue shirt, and the machete in his hand was still dripping blood.

"That's why I killed him. I don't like Mizuki being touched at all."

Yamamoto grinned at me like a child, it was this cruel but unknowing smile, with the scar on his chin, so handsome.

"As for me, I am already very jealous of A-gang, as well as Yunque and Yuji, why does Meiyue do such a thing with them even though she is married to me?"

There was a cold light in Yamamoto's eyes.

I clenched my lower lip, and looked at this room from the corner of my eyes. It was a very large and beautiful room, like a living room for a princess. The pure white velvet blankets were arranged in a mess on the dressing table. Jewelry and jewellery, and even wardrobe items are elegant pieces that would make any girl scream.

This room is too familiar, no matter which dream it is, it all happened in this room.

Yamamoto's hands held my shoulders, and there was a layer of thin calluses on the knuckles of the fingers that were not soft due to the use of meth for many years, sliding ambiguously on the skin of my collarbone.

Snapped.

I closed my eyes and didn't look up.

I heard my own pulse, panting, buzzing and throbbing echoing in my ears.

"Nagase-san, Nagase Mizuki...Mizuki? Hey, are you alright?"

The shoulders that kept shaking, the eyes that couldn't be opened at all, the brain that was stiff, and the intrusion of countless perceptions like sea water defeated me, and I looked at the worried Yamamoto in front of me.

He has short black hair, a high nose bridge, playful bangs that just cover the arch of his eyebrows, and anxiety on his drooping eyelids.

Most importantly, this is a corridor where you can feel the fresh air flowing.

I closed my eyes and smiled, I stretched out my arms and hugged Yamamoto tightly, as if speaking to myself, I muttered, "That's great..."

"……Um?"

Yamamoto was frightened by my sudden posting, and was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't get rid of me immediately, but patted my back in a hurry, "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm not very good at coaxing girls, you Are you okay? It was my words that scared you just now, hahaha, don’t mind, I’m just wondering what’s going on in Prison Temple?”

"It hurts, you made me really hurt."

I remembered the tragic scene of being tortured by the grown-up him in the dream, and I shed tears unconsciously.

"Well, well..." He seemed to have noticed something, and the smile on his face deepened, "I didn't seem to do anything to you just now."

"Okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

He tentatively turned his back on the guest, holding my waist with his right hand, deepening the hug, and rubbing my bangs with the other hand, with a smile in his pupils, "Nagase-san, I didn't know you were so cute before." I like to be coquettish."

"I want you to cry a little longer..."

Yamamoto murmured in my ear, probably aware of something, his hands tightened suddenly, I was startled by his movement, only to find that he was looking at the top stairs of the rooftop with full vigilance .

I also followed his gaze.

Hibari Kyouya didn't know how long he stood there, his eyes were flat, and he couldn't see any emotion at all, but his frown still revealed his true mood to some extent.

He just looked down at me, who was still hugging Yamamoto, when I met his eyes, Hibari's eyes suddenly burst out with strong anger, and he jumped straight down the steps, sensing murderous intent Yamamoto also put away his smile, and quickly slid his right hand from my waist to my leg, and then changed his posture with both hands to hug me, avoiding the duckweed crutches that Hibari slammed down.

Bang-!

A few seconds ago, the wall of the corridor I was leaning against had been mercilessly smashed into a small hole by the skylark. The skylark put away his anger, and the pupils of the phoenix eyes that looked at me slightly enlarged, his eyes were full of disdain, he was cold Coldly walked past me and Yamamoto.

"Well, I thought I was going to fight him." Yamamoto put me down from his arms, "Fortunately, Hibari is not a completely irrational person."

"Thank you." I said to him, but my eyes kept looking at the leaving figure.

Last night, it was Lark who saved me.

Whether it's the healing of the wound on my right palm, or helping me escape that murderous maniac.

Although I don't believe that Skylark is the one who is willing to do that with me, the subtle pain in my right hand because of the slowly healing wound reminds me that the reality of last night is not something I imagined out of thin air.

I can't take care of so much anymore.

I shook my head, looked at Yamamoto who was still smiling brightly, and decided to proceed with the original plan in my mind.

Now that I have already had a relationship with Hibari Kyoya, it is meaningless for me to contact him again. It is better to focus on other people as soon as possible.

"Yamamoto-kun."

I grabbed his sleeve, looked into his bright eyes, and tried my best to suppress the discomfort and guilt in my heart, and I made a weak but not annoying voice, "After class today, I can go to baseball Does anyone watch your training?"

His voice was suddenly slightly hoarse, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After school, I waited for all the classmates to leave before slowly walking out of the class with my bag in my arms.

I especially don't want his good friend Tsunayoshi Sawada to know about the contact with Yamamoto. I can even imagine how Sawada's impression of me would change if he knew about it.

Even though he is also the target of my raid——

But not until the last moment, I really just hope he never knows my ugly side.

"Nagase-san, please wait a moment."

A strange girl called me from behind, because I really had no impression, I hesitated for a long time before turning my head to look at her.

With long hair and big eyes, she looks timid and harmless, just like most of the girls in this school.

"Yamamoto-kun asked me to tell you that the baseball club's training is suspended today, and I told you to wait for him at the back door of the school."

"Huh? But...?" I looked at the baseball field at this moment. Compared with the busy basketball and tennis courts training next to it, it was quieter, but the weather was not as bad as yesterday, and the training was suddenly suspended... ?

The girl smiled at me apologetically, "I'm really sorry, because the coach is temporarily busy, so today's training can only be suspended."

Although I still found it unbelievable, I obediently followed the girl and left.

anyway.

I followed the girl to the back door of the school. The closer I got to the place she said, the quieter I became. It wasn't until I stayed in front of the locked door with her that I realized that I actually Be deceived by her.

"What a bitch."

The girl had already faded away from her cautious look just now, "I used this method to seduce Yamamoto-kun during the junior high school competition. Do you still play the same trick in high school?"

She reached out and grabbed my sleeve, I turned around and wanted to run away immediately, but I was gradually surrounded by other senior boys.

There were about seven or eight people on the other side, blocking the road in front of me. Two people in the middle stretched out their hands and pressed my shoulders. The girl slapped me without hesitation. spread throughout the body.

I finally recalled that the girl in front of me who was arrogantly ripping off my shirt in front of the boys was the manager of the baseball club that Yamamoto called me out in the name of friendship.

"Your face is prettier than Xiaoxun's~ Why don't you just play with her~"

"Hey, don't be here, the guy from the discipline committee will find out, let's take her out."

"It's okay, the chairman didn't take those guys to collect protection fees today, and he won't come back, so let's fuck her here!"

This group of boys was chattering and discussing. Not only were the skirts and shirts on my body messed up to a messy level, but my injured right hand was even crushed, making it even more impossible for me to escape.

It was like a devil attacking me, and I didn't have the ability to resist. When the shirt was taken off and thrown on the other side——

Tears could not stop streaming down.

Why am I always unlucky? ?

Why do I always meet such malicious people?

At this time, who will save me...?