[Comprehensive] Girlfriend's original wish

"Don't go there."

Yunque paused and added, "You are responsible for Yundou getting fat."

I could see the skylark through the gaps between my covered fingers.

Exquisite phoenix eyes, slender eyelashes, eyes that fluctuate like crumbled waves, and a flawless face that girls would be jealous of.

If Skylark didn't usually like to put killing on his lips like that, he would definitely be a perfect and iconic high school student.

Yundou seemed to understand what he said, and flew to Yunque's shoulder twice with a whimper, and tilted his head innocently.

"How come, it looks very fat." My voice was extremely disapproving, and Skylark raised his brows.As long as his expression becomes tough, I will immediately back off, so I just nodded, "Well, I will be careful, and I will definitely not feed it high-calorie food next time."

In fact, I can vaguely notice the subtle differences in Lark.

Normally, he always looks like no strangers are allowed to enter, coupled with the old-style uniform that will blow up when there is no wind, and he likes to talk about "biting" and "clustering" all the time, it always makes people feel difficult to get close to.

In fact... If you can keep in close contact with Skylark like this, you will find that there is always a quiet and strong light in his indifferent eyebrows and eyes.

In fact, I always felt very uncomfortable being alone with him.

After careful calculation, since I had a relationship with him that day, I thought he would expel me from this school without hesitation, but Skylark didn't seem to do any substantial harm to me. A thing that is very nonsensical in itself has become somewhat taken for granted.

Silence sneaked in at this time, and I lowered my head as if nothing had happened, though, knowing that Lark was still watching me.

Is my reaction too sharp?

I always feel that my mood at this moment has also begun to deviate inexplicably. Hibari Kyouya only appeared in front of me because of the pet, and there is nothing strange about his expression.

But I have a vague illusion that Skylark did it on purpose at this time.

Deliberately keeping pets by my side, deliberately approaching me.

When this idea came out of my mind, I suddenly felt like laughing at myself.

Would he deliberately use such clumsy means to get close to me?

Do not make jokes.

After quickly adjusting my mood, I slid my hand on the shoulder strap of the bag a few times: "Senior Skylark, I'm going back to the classroom...then, goodbye."

I bowed and said goodbye to him politely.

"I see."

In front of the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall, I saw Sakura Moriyama who blocked Tsunayoshi Sawada there. Her face was a little annoyed, "Tsuna-kun didn't play with me yesterday, but went to someone else's house, right?"

Sawada was obviously a little overwhelmed, but he quickly adjusted his emotions and admitted in a gentle voice, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Gun-kun, I don't need your apology," Moriyama quickly concealed her strength, she slowly lowered her head, her tone was full of grievances, "Actually, I'm not angry, it's just... ...it seems like you don't like me very much."

"Eh?" Sawada hesitated for a moment, "Sakura, the person you chose at the time was Hayato. From then on, I only have the feeling of a friend to you. You are also my partner, so I really missed the appointment yesterday. I feel very guilty about it, if you are free today, Jingzi and Xiaochun invited us to the playground, you should come too."

I didn't expect such a calm and straightforward performance from Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"I have someone I like now."

"What if I say I can't accept it?"

"Sakura, you are not the type to meddle in other people's love affairs, are you?"

Although the expression is still flustered, Sawada's voice is unexpectedly calm and calm. Moriyama pursed his lips and did not reply immediately, but showed a very helpless smile, "I will definitely not do that , on the contrary, I will silently bless Mr. Gang."

Sawada smiled, "Thank you, Sakura."

There are really straightforward ways to refuse.

I didn't dare to sneak out until Moriyama's beautiful seaweed-like hair disappeared at the end of the long steps, and then gazed at the white, slender ankles beyond the eyes.

With suddenly heavy steps, I pushed open the door of the classroom, and saw Tsunayoshi Sawada sitting at the desk in front of me.

His brown hair was illuminated by the sunlight outside the house, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily showed a very gentle arc. His beautiful eyes were as clear as amber, reflecting a soft and lovely brilliance.

"Good morning, Mizuki."

what.

Really gentle.

Gentle Sawada Tsunayoshi.

I quickly adjusted my expression and smiled at him, "Good morning."

"Mizuki, how is your health?"

Kurokawa Hana and Sasakawa Kyoko also came to me and cared about me. Kyoko made a very cute nasal voice and handed me the notes in her hand, "This is the notes I helped Mizuki organize, although without you It’s usually perfect, but it’s okay to use it barely.”

"um. Thank you."

"And this," Kurokawa Hana lightly tapped on my desktop, "Yesterday, Kyoko and I helped you complete your duty, don't you plan to invite us to a restaurant outside as a thank you?"

"Leave it to me, you can eat whatever you want." I nodded, for these two girls who showed closeness to me from the beginning, it would be absolutely false to say no to them.

When he saw me, his eyes would be bent, and he would have a non-aggressive smile, like the apple candy sold at the summer festival, looking very amiable.

It turns out that I will also be taken care of by my friends.

Feeling like this every time.

Moriyama, who was sitting in front of me, turned his head and watched Kyoko and I joking with each other indifferently, his expression changed instantly.

She frowned, as if she was about to rush up and fight me hard in the next second.

——Hee hee, it doesn't look like it's going well.

I heard this joking voice in art class. I calmed down subconsciously, thinking it was a strange voice emerging from my mind, but after I was quiet for a long time, the voice seemed to come from somewhere else came, and I could hear another person talking to it.

——So what is going on, this world is clearly my home field, but the strategy has not progressed at all.

The voice that was talking to it seemed particularly impatient, the voice that sounded cute and delicate in the past had no warmth at all.

I was startled, the hand holding the paintbrush trembled slightly, I looked sideways at Moriyama Sakura standing in front of the easel and drawing with charcoal, the feeling of terror spread from the soles of my feet directly to my whole body.

She, she was talking to that strange voice.

I couldn't help but shudder.

——Hey~ Maybe it's because there are other people who are progressing at the same time as you. Compared with that person, your progress is indeed much slower.Use [-] points as a numerical reference~ Take the prison temple Hayato next to you as an example. His favor for you is only [-] points now, but he has reached [-] points for the other person.

—I'm his ex-girlfriend.

——You said it yourself as a 'predecessor', hehe.

Under such an absurd dialogue, Moriyama's reaction was calm and unbelievable. I couldn't judge her real emotion from that beautiful side face at all. I just watched her stop the movement of her hands, and the canvas in front of me was nothing but One messy line after another.

——What effect will it have on the world if she disappears?

——Theoretically speaking, you will inherit her strategy conditions. For example, she must have a relationship with the target character to complete the strategy, but you can simply rely on the accumulation of favorability to a certain value.

--Yeah……?Is it okay to kill her?

The eerie sound disappeared.

I woke up suddenly, only to realize that I was almost unable to hold the paintbrush in my hand. This shuddering tension and fear made me not even have the strength to muster up the courage to look up at Moriyama.

She, she can also hear that voice.

I don't know how to describe this feeling, but Moriyama's astonishing 'kill her' speech made me too shocked.

I closed my eyes, didn't raise my head, and heard my own pulse, humming, beating like an echo, overwhelming the sound of the students around me still drawing.

My heart was beating violently, and I walked out of the studio. On the surface, there should be no abnormalities in my behavior and movements.

Moriyama walked slowly past me, her expression was very calm, and the image of a beauty was perfectly interpreted by her. When passing by my side, Moriyama no longer deliberately showed angry eyes, but slowly looked at me. He swayed around, and finally cast his gaze forward.

She may be struggling as well.

Whether he killed me or relied on his own advantages.

It wasn't until this moment that I understood the reason why "it" put me and Moriyama in the same world.

What he wants to see is not only playing with people's hearts, but also fighting among the invaders. Compared with simply plundering love, perhaps such a cruel means of survival makes 'it' feel more happy.

He is also warning me.

Survival of the fittest, an extremely intelligent law of nature.

If I continue to foolishly resist all of this and resist the contact with the target person, then even if 'it' doesn't do anything, others will be unable to restrain themselves and choose to kill me and replace it.

My hand holding the hem of the skirt became loose and tight, tight and loose.

The first time this idea came to my mind, I broke out in a cold sweat, and the palm of my right hand, which was already injured, was also soaked in sweat, and I woke up instantly from the pain.

It is no longer possible to relieve physical pain just by having sex.

Moreover, I can no longer hesitate like this.

I raised my eyes and saw Yamamoto and Yuji walking about three or four meters away from me. The two of them were next to Sawada on the left and the right. If I rushed up to invite one of them to date me, the most likely The one who won't reject me should be Sawada.

But...and then what?

I am confident that I can make Sawada like me, but with such an impure purpose, what should I do in the future?

I'm not fully sure that I can keep this lie going. I don't like him, no matter how I try to hide it, he will find out one day.

Regardless, let's start with Takeshi Yamamoto according to the original plan.

I quickly chased after them, and stopped Yamamoto just before Sawada and the others were about to go down the stairs.

"Mizuki, what can I do for you?" Yamamoto put one hand in his pocket and asked with a smile.

"Afternoon, after training, are you free?" I raised my eyes and looked at him slowly, "I, I have something to tell you."

When I said these words, I found that the face of the prison temple on the side changed immediately. Compared with Sawada's confused expression, his expression can be described as froze.

"Well, whether you are free or not," Yamamoto smiled without directly answering my question, "Isn't it all up to Mizuki to decide?"

"I?"

"If you need me, I'm available anytime." There was a smile in his voice.

I looked away awkwardly, "Then, I'll go directly to you."

As soon as the bell rang for the end of school in the afternoon, Guisi stopped me with a bad face.

"Don't go."

He gritted his teeth a bit, "You are not allowed to be with that baseball idiot!"

"What does this have to do with you..." I was also taken aback and blurted out involuntarily.

"I, I don't allow you to shoot him." Prison Temple looked away from him.

"So? Then what do you want?"

What does he want to do...

What are we going to do?

I thought about it, and then felt that the prison temple's idea was too strange.

He seemed to have made up his mind.

When he pushed me on the table and slowly approached me, I seemed to understand everything suddenly.