Tsuku Watanabe looked at the rose on the table. Today was Diana, pink petals.

"Ten years ago, you said I was gentle, but in fact, I am the same kind as them, and I am all selfish."

Toru Watanabe looked away from the rose and looked at the silent Aoi Koizumi.

After watching quietly for a while, he stood up, walked behind her, and wrapped his hands around her thin shoulders.

He whispered and firmly in her ear:

"Koizumi Aona promised to be my girlfriend and was hugged by me. No matter how she thinks, likes me and hates me, she must belong to me in her life, I am so selfish."

Koizumi Aona was hugged by Toru Watanabe. Listening to his words, his emotions that were obviously sad just now became sweet again in a flash.

Even though she was in the arms of the students, she still wanted to support the teacher's majesty.

"Anyway, you can go to Dongda University by just learning it. You are a type of person, I am not." The words he said were sour in a crying voice.

She blushed.

"It is true that you don't need to work too much."

Koizumi Aona struggled to leave Watanabe's arms.

"Student Watanabe, what are you doing! Let go of the teacher!" she scolded in a low voice.

Watanabe Toru pressed her back into his arms with a little force.

"Teacher, Ao Na," the two of them looked at the pink rose on the dining table together, "Whether you cry or laugh, your life is over, you can only be in my arms."

After a brief silence, Koizumi Aona asked herself, "Will you never date for the rest of your life?"

"If you want, let's go now. Watch movies, walk around the park hand in hand, buy a ticket and run to Kamakura for one night, and come back early tomorrow morning."

"Really possible?"

"Well, but I can't find out by Miki. I can't do anything to her." Watanabe Tsuki said helplessly and warmly.

"You really like her more."

"Of course, I said that I like her the most among the three of you."

Koizumi Aona began to struggle again, and her hands were about to take Toru Watanabe and wrap her arms around her.

"Because I don't want to lie to you."

Watanabe Tsuki hugged her tighter, and their cheeks were slightly sunken because they squeezed each other.

"Because you are moved, I don't want to lie to you; I like you in my heart, I don't want to lie to you; I can't be discovered by Meiji, I don't want to lie to you; I won't leave you even if I'm discovered, I won't leave you, I don't want to lie to you; because of your teacher's identity, I don't want to lie to you; I want to do a lot of things with you that you don't allow, I don't want to lie to you."

Koizumi Aona stopped moving, leaned in Watanabe Tsubaki's arms, feeling his powerful heartbeat.

"......Really?" said a girlish tone, reminding Watanabe Toru who was ten years ago.

The Koizumi Aona who was crying in the fireflies.

"Yes." Watanabe Toru separated from her face and stroked her face with his hands.

Face to face, kissing her dry lips because of crying.

“…”

Before the lips and lips met, Koizumi Aona held Watanabe's chin with her palm, making his face too high.

"Physical contact is prohibited before you graduate!"

"Teacher Koizumi, you don't know that for young people today, kissing is not considered physical contact, but is a manifestation of intimacy." As he said that, Toru Watanabe's lips were approaching again.

Koizumi Aona covered her mouth like a mask.

Watanabe Shiraki kissed on the back of her hand.

The two bangs merged together.

Koizumi Aona's hair tips itchy on Watanabe's forehead, and Watanabe's nose pressed against hers.

"Yeah, yah!" What did Koizumi Aona say while wearing a "mask".

"What did you say?" Tsuku Watanabe left.

"Huh!" Let go of his hand, Koizumi Aona took a breath, "You said you didn't lie to me! How could kissing not count... Um!"

Looking at the face of Watanabe Tsuku's quick approach, Koizumi Aona hurriedly covered her mouth again.

Then Watanabe Toru didn't want to kiss her.

He just bent down and let the two of them have a horizontal line of sight.

"Teacher," he rubbed Koizumi Aona's thick and pure black hair, "I like you."

“…”

Through my hair, I can still feel the warmth of my palms.

Koizumi Aona stopped crying eyes, and was once again watery because of shyness, happiness, surprise.

After two seconds of silence, she pushed Watanabe Toru suddenly and stood up.

"It's very late, go back and take a shower and go to bed! You can't be late in the morning, you know!" She pushed Watanabe Tsuku throughout the entrance.

After he left, she covered her face with both hands.

"Ah--" She jumped for a while, jumped for a while, twisted her body, and threw herself on the sofa and hugged her pillow tightly.

"Yeah—" Her face was buried in the pillow, and the call from her mouth became dull, and she rolled to the right.

"Yeah—" Rolling to the left.

Through the palms, the two kissed each other.

"Yeah—" Turn over, lie on the sofa, kicking and hitting both legs hard.

Akiko and Miyuki Miyuki came out of the kitchen and looked at Koizumi Aoi.

Huangzi silently took out his cell phone and clicked on photography.

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Shiro Watanabe returned to Room 502 and did not go to take a shower.

He walked to the balcony and looked at the exterior garden of the Shrine in the night. In the dark forest, the Shrine Field was lit with bright lights.

After a while of the evening breeze, I took out my cell phone and called Kiyono Rin.

"What's the matter?" a cold voice, and the movement of a towel wiping her hair.

"Just finished taking a shower?"

"Um."

"It's a pity that I should have just gone in and washed it. Maybe I'll run into you and rub each other's backs."

"Hang."

"Wait, I have good news to report to you."

“Not going on a trip anymore?”

Shiro Watanabe turned around and leaned against the balcony in a leisurely position: "Is this good news for you?"

"The bad news about Miki Nichi is my good news."

"What happened to me?"

“…has hung up.”

"I was wrong, really wrong, Kiyono, please forgive your believers." Watanabe Tsubasa still had a leisurely posture, his voice with a smile.

"One word."

"Can two sentences work?"

"Dou,Dou,Dou."

Miss Kiyono did what she said.

Shiro Watanabe smiled and sent her a message with a line.

The message has been read, no reply.

Shiro Watanabe threw his cell phone on the table and took his clothes to take a shower.

If you have a fast speed, you might be able to smell the scent of Kiyono Rin "wafting from a high-end apartment".

While the bathroom was blowing, the cell phone on the table illuminated silently.
Chapter completed!