[Comprehensive] Girlfriend's original wish

The hand that Moriyama Sakura stretched out to me was very beautiful.

The wrist is fair, the skin is a healthy light pink, and the fingers are slender and flexible, as if they are perfect works of art.

So I stretched out my hand and touched hers lightly.

"Speaking of which, Mizuki-chan and I haven't seen each other for a long time." Moriyama landed on my injured right hand calmly, she lowered her eyes, and put on a sympathetic gesture as much as possible, "Would you like me today?" How about coming to Tsuna-kun's house for dinner? After all, starting tomorrow, I will be Mizuki-chan's classmate."

"no need."

I hid my injured right hand behind my back, "See you at school tomorrow, Moriyama-san."

Although her tone has always been moderate, I can still see Moriyama's little revenge on me from those eyes that were shining with strange lights.

She is showing me everything she has with the attitude of the biggest winner.

Gentle friends, friendly companions, interesting experiences, and a perfect princess-like face that is even more charming than my sickly pale face.

"it's a pity."

Moriyama Sakura's sweet voice and smile looked at the other person beside me, "Brother Dino, let's go back~"

I slowly turned away from Sakura Moriyama who was acting coquettishly with Dino.

Unknowingly, I passed through the residential area and came to this quiet street. It is far away from the noisy road, and there are not many pedestrians on both sides of the street. Take a pleasant walk or chat on the roads on both sides.

After walking for a while, I quickly realized that something was wrong behind me.

Because the people around me were all looking at me, at first I thought it was because I was dressed too weirdly that attracted the attention of passers-by, but when I turned around, I found that they were more looking at the person who was behind me. In the distance, Dino had fallen down countless times.

I was taken aback by his sudden appearance, walked up to him, and hesitated for a while before saying: "Excuse me...Mr. Dino, are you here, following me?"

"Ah, I'm sorry," he raised his head slightly, his golden bangs were disheveled, revealing his flushed forehead, "I just wanted to ask you, why are you avoiding me?"

"Hmm..." I pursed my lips and responded in a low voice, "I should have said before, please forget about me."

"That's it?" Dino was a little confused.

"Otherwise, what else is there to do? I wish that matter could be done soon. It shouldn't be difficult for you."

"But what Meiyue took away was my first time."

I looked at him for granted, turned my head to the right with a complicated expression, and then looked at him again after a few seconds.

"really?"

"Why doubt it?"

"However, you don't act like one at all. I always feel that you are lying to me. You are definitely lying."

"Ha, um—do you want to try it a second time?"

His voice raised a little bit, and when he saw me who was a little dazed, he laughed again, as if in the gleaming His Royal Highness.

I hesitated for a moment, and I stretched out my hand to help him up from the ground, but I didn't dare to raise my eyes, "Then, if what you said just now is true for the first time, I will apologize to you."

"No, no, what I want is not Mizuki's apology."

Dino smiled naturally, "Can you tell me why you chose me?" He looked down at my right hand slightly, "I remember that you had a serious wound that night, but the next day I hugged you again and found that they all recovered."

He has been staring at me since just now, and the scorching eyes made me take a few steps back, unable to explain this absurd truth to him, but Dino has already stretched out his hand, and he is still very nervous. Patiently waiting for my answer, "Let me guess. For example, am I a tool that can help you heal?"

"Well, is there only one chance?"

He rubbed my bangs lightly with his fingertips, "Judging from your current physical condition, it shouldn't be once. Is there anyone else who can help you besides me?"

"..."

all hit.

Dino, who had only been in contact with it once, was able to analyze my physical state clearly, but I still lowered my head and did not respond.

Who the hell is he?He has such a keen observation and analysis ability, I noticed that under his black casual T-shirt, there are hideous black tattoos that appear and disappear from time to time, which is completely inconsistent with his gentle appearance.

"If you still don't plan to speak, I can only use other methods to make you speak."

He looked at me for a while, grabbed my hand with one hand and shook it from side to side. He was obviously much older than me, but he could still act like a baby so naturally.

"Do you really want to know why I chose you...?" I finally raised my head, having made a decision.

"What~" he asked with a smile.

I tried my best to shake off his hand, and then ran forward quickly, until I came to the end of the road, and I shouted at him.

"Because I don't want to see you again after I'm done!"

I run fast.

I fled from Dino, who is now falling down whenever I walk.

Even though the words he uttered were too cruel——

But this is also the best way I can choose now. I would rather he hate me and ignore me from now on, and I don't like him speaking soft words in that self-righteous and sympathetic tone.

Hurting others, using others, such despicable means, for me, once is enough.

Because of the strenuous exercise, my breathing accelerated, and I was even a little out of breath. I squatted in a corner where no one noticed, curled up in pain.

"Hi everyone, my name is Moriyama Sakura, I just came back from Italy, and I hope to get along with everyone."

The girl with long black curly hair standing in front of the podium bent down respectfully, her attitude was sincere, her voice was moving, her eyes were like spring water that could not be melted away, and her whole body was filled with an air of pity for me.

Cute and soft, a girl who is completely different from me. Different from my attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away after I just transferred to another school, Moriyama is much gentler. She hardly rejects every classmate's advances to her, and can use Respond to everyone in a special way, with ease.

If you want to interpret it, it is Her Royal Highness, whom everyone deeply loves.

Of course I know the significance of Moriyama's actions.

Like now.

In algebra class, the teacher woke me up and asked me to solve the very difficult problem on the blackboard. I straightened my skirt and was about to walk over. Moriyama had already raised his hand and said coquettishly, "Teacher, I have a different approach to this problem, can I try it too?"

The algebra problem that everyone was afraid of, someone would take the initiative to solve the problem. This is simply the teacher's dream. He quickly agreed with Moriyama and let her and I stand on the left and right of the blackboard.

"Okay, the timer has started, Nagase-san and Moriyama-san can do the questions."

The chalk in my hand made a sound on the blackboard. I ignored Moriyama's frequent glances and struggled to write the title on the blackboard with my right hand.

I didn't see it at all. At this moment, Moriyama showed a sarcasm smile. She picked up the chalk in her hand, broke it, and directly popped it with her fingers and hit the back of my right hand.

"Well……"

Being suddenly attacked, I painfully covered my right hand, which had been ruptured since yesterday. I didn’t even understand how the weak-looking Moriyama could have such strength. Red, after being hit by her, there is a tendency to aggravate it.

Moriyama smiled, wrote the final answer on the blackboard, raised his head, and walked back to his seat.

I picked up the chalk from the ground and switched it to my left hand. Although I was not used to it, I slowly wrote down the final answer. There was a big difference between Moriyama and my way of solving problems, although my steps were faster than hers. It was simpler, but because the right hand was smashed and the writing was very slow, the teacher finally took her way.

I lowered my head, walked back to my seat and saw the long-lost Hayato Gokuji who came back to class.

He still had the stubborn and arrogant attitude, he put his feet up on the table, and showed a complicated expression when he saw me. Just as the teacher instructed other students to understand Moriyama's problem-solving process, the prison temple slowly Speaking, the tone sounded a little unhappy.

"So complicated."

His attitude has always been so dismissive, which made the teacher put his hips on his hips and asked, "Hey, prison temple, do you have another way?"

"nonsense."

He casually said the easiest way to this topic, Mori Shan was a little confused, so his delicate eyebrows frowned, and Mori Shan was looking at the prison temple throughout the class.

Moriyama was blatantly provoking me. Not long after the lunch break bell rang, she took the initiative to invite Kyoko and Kurokawa Hana to lunch, as if she was going to hit me hard with her omnipotence. Perfect, at least not showing any flaws in front of anyone.

"Mizuki, come too."

Kyoko looked at me who was still seated, and asked simply. I shook my head, watching Moriyama leave with them in the name of staying to organize my notes.

Wherever you go, you can hear about Moriyama Sakura.

I hid under the tree near the stadium with the bread I bought from the convenience store. With my back facing me was a group of boys eating bento together.

"The cutest one in the first grade is indeed Kyoko, a big beauty, well-behaved and beautiful, she is my favorite type."

"Obviously Sakura looks better. When I saw her in the restaurant today, she was shining brightly, with all the temperament and body."

"The quality of the first grade is so high now? I am really happy to be in Bingsheng Middle School!"

I unpacked the bread and put it in my mouth. I was really not interested in the gossip topics of this group of boys. I took out the outline of the new serial novel that I wrote in my notebook in class today, and slowly entered it. Adding the plot and content to be written next.

"Oh...you guys, what do you think of Nagase?"

I don't know when, the topic has slowly returned to me.

Although I said I didn't mind, I stopped the pen in my hand and leaned against the back of the tree, a little nervous.

"I think she is in the first grade, no, she should be the most beautiful in our school, but she is not as easy to get along with as Kyoko and Sakura. She always looks cold and unwilling to talk to others."

"Don't you think she has a super girly taste? I was chasing the chairman some time ago. I don't know if the chairman has taken her down? That kind of looks very pure but has a kind of seductive smell, I also like it I want to do it with her once, try it."

"Wow, I'm so envious of the Chairman."

The comments about Kyoko and Moriyama can be regarded as normal, but to me it is completely prejudiced with a strong meaning.

I breathed a sigh of relief, even though their guesses were right.

I did win Hibari Kyouya, and it wasn't the first time I had sex with a boy, but this kind of discussion really sounds... still a little weird?

Suddenly there was the cry of a bird creature at my feet. As soon as I looked up, I saw the skylark pet named Yundou on the cake I bought back. It rolled its eyes and quickly bit down.

"Well--!"

I looked at the bitten cake with distress, but there was nothing I could do. I was really afraid of such an animal psychologically, even though it was just a cute little bird.

"Mizuki, kiss me!"

Yundou's wide-open eyes blinked, and it still had a cake in its mouth, waving its wings and flying towards me.

I shivered and watched the little bird getting closer and closer to me. It landed on my shoulder. I remembered how the skylark tamed it before. I stretched out my finger, and Yundou obediently jumped onto my fingertips.

Did it just ask me to kiss it?

The eyes of Yundou and I looked at each other, and finally I closed my eyes and kissed its forehead. Yundou was very excited, fluttering its wings and jumping around on my hand. Finally, after eating my cake to my heart's content , and slowly flew away, maybe to find its real owner.

The voices of the boys around me stopped long ago, and I reflexively noticed that something was wrong, and as soon as I looked up, I met a pair of emerald green eyes.

Prison Temple Hayato.

"...Ah, um," I smiled, stood up and looked at him, "Well, what do you want me to do?"

"No."

After responding quickly, he fell silent again. The sharp edges and corners on his face quickly dissipated, replaced by some self-evident tension, "You have a good relationship with Skylark's pet."

"It's okay, I just think that little bird is cute."

I clutched the notebook tightly in my hand, and Prison Temple seemed to have suddenly found a new topic to avoid embarrassment for the two of us, "I'm writing a novel."

"Want to take a look?" I handed him the book, "This time I changed it to a rather interesting theme of monsters."

I held the notebook in front of him for a long time, seeing that he didn't have any intention of taking it, and I was a little embarrassed, so I withdrew my hand resentfully.

"Well, um, Hayato... no, Prison-kun, thank you."

Prison Temple was silent.

"Thank you for helping me out in class today, and those boys just now, well, they were also driven away by you."

... just ran away like this? !

I seemed to be a little stunned looking at the prison temple running away as if avoiding some kind of monster. It is definitely a lie to say that I am not feeling lost.

On the one hand, I am very glad that Prison Temple hates me so much that it has reached the point where there is no way to continue to make it up. In this way, at least I can convince myself that I have no burden to do anything to him next.

On the other hand, I heard something fall into the chest cavity, and the heart made a small sound at the same time.

That voice told me clearly: I can't go back.

There is no way to continue to get along with him as the former Nagase teacher.

I've never hated myself so much for being in such poor health.

Yes, hate.

It was only a few steps away. I was about to go back to the classroom from the stadium, but I was caught by the people who attacked me last night. They were not students from Bingsheng Middle School at all, but they were like the bad guys in society, dragging me All the way to the laboratory where no one was there.

When the body touched the experimental bottles and jars behind him, the sound of glass breaking mixed with the malicious laughter of the people in front of him——

I feel that I am too weak.

Even being forced to watch the teenager pick up the silver-blue liquid and inject it into my arm, I can’t do anything. I watched the injection needle being thrown on the ground by them, and I suddenly understood what was going on in my mind yesterday. What that disgusting voice meant by [schedule another chance].

Do you have to use this method of insulting me?

I closed my eyes, and I didn't want to think about what kind of miserable situation I would be waiting for, even if, even if Hibari Kyouya would come to save me, so what?

"This time, will someone come to save you, little beauty~"

"Okay, okay, the countdown is 15 minutes, just like what Xiaoxun said, she will beg us to help her later~"

Clenching the fist too hard caused the wound to open, and the blood rushed out again...

Taking advantage of the time when one of them put me down on the table, I stretched out my right hand and grabbed one of the test tubes. The pain from the phalanx to the knuckle was severe, but I still tried my best to smash it on the tube. I fell on the head of the boy who was lying on top of me.

"Bang—" a huge impact sounded.

My legs went limp, and I knelt down on the ground. After being hit by me, the young boy became angry from embarrassment. He grabbed my hair and slammed it against the laboratory table. The pain on my forehead stimulated my nerves along with the beating of my heart. Touching the warm, still dripping blood on his forehead, he smiled softly.

"hateful--!"

I was pushed from the back, I turned around, and then raised my head and slammed into the opponent's chest. He couldn't dodge, and directly slammed into the table next to him. cigarette.

These boys were probably frightened by my rebellious attitude, and one of them hesitated, "Watanabe...forget it...if this continues, people will die..."

"Let's go back today..." The other boy looked at the mess all over the floor, also feeling lingering fear.

"No, if you don't do this, Xiao Xun won't be able to get the money." The leader approached me, stepped on my shoulder and kicked me again. Still pinching his wrist tightly with blood-stained hands, "Unless I die, otherwise, don't even think about touching me..."

The last burst of strength in me surprised even the man.

He struggled to open my finger, looked at the blood on it with disgust, and looked at me with some trepidation, "Tsk, let's go... Anyway, we have done what we should do."

On the forehead and right wrist, the bright red blood stimulated my vision. Everything in front of my eyes was red and white interlaced. I held on to the door frame of the laboratory and tried to bandage the wound towards the infirmary.

My legs went limp, and I knelt and sat on the ground.

I must go back.

Back to my world, back to the people I really like.

it hurts……

Can't die, absolutely can't die here!

Although walking was slow and difficult, in addition to the physical pain outside the body, I could clearly feel strange changes in my body, as if it was the unique feeling of dizziness after drinking, or as if there were clumsy stones tied to my feet Pulling my consciousness down continuously, I can guarantee that if anyone appears in front of me, I can immediately lose my mind and swallow him up.

"Wow, I'm late? You're quite resistant."

Just as I was holding on to the wall and was about to fall down again, someone grabbed my left hand.

how does it feel to...

This tone, which should obviously be mocking, can actually sound so moving.

I could feel the breath coming from Lark's words, and my own heartbeat was uncontrollable. I wanted him to leave me, but it was difficult to breathe, even opening my mouth to breathe was laborious.

No, no, no—

I can't be here, my hands are limp, I know I'm awake, it's just that my body is out of control.

"Stay away from me—otherwise, I will definitely bite and kill you—"

I said through gritted teeth, but Skylark could still pretend nothing happened, he snorted coldly, "It's up to you, how far can you do it?"

Trying to open my eyes wide and adjust the focal length that has already become dazed, I seem to see the prison temple running towards me with my notebook. Could it be a hallucination?

I took a few steps forward and put all the weight of my body on the prison temple who stretched out his arms to hug me.

"Mizuki, Mizuki? Damn... I shouldn't have left you just now..."

I hugged his shoulders.

If, must, solve this matter.

I'd rather be the prison temple Hayato.