Although that is what is said.

But what Nana did in the morning and what Gong Shiro Yuyu did just now made Futaba Makoto doubt whether he could forgive the other party. It is easy to persuade others, but when it comes to oneself, it is difficult for a doctor to heal himself.

After going offline, Futaba Cheng stretched himself. It was already three o'clock in the morning and it was time to go to bed.

Merlin had already fallen asleep, curled up in his lap.

Putting the fat cat back into the nest, Futaba Makoto climbed into bed and went to sleep.

A night of silence.

The next day.

"Good morning!"

A voice full of vitality filled his ears like a demonic sound, making Futaba Cheng frown.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was Nana's energetic face in the morning. The sunlight outside the window fell on the girl's face, with a faint fluorescence.

There was also a feeling of pressure in her stomach. This guy still sat on him as usual, and did not care about her image at all. However, Guangming High School's skirt was too long, so she did not have to worry about what she would be seen. Futaba also

Sincerely enjoy less spring time.

Futaba Makoto glanced at the time, it was seven in the morning, and he had only slept for about four hours.

Dying.

"Sleepy, classmate, please help me ask for leave this morning." He closed his eyes again.

"It's Nana. Cheng is really a lazy pig. I've only slept for a few hours." In the morning, Nana leaned over and poked Futaba Cheng's face with her slender fingers.

Futaba Cheng didn't even open his eyes: "Did you stay up late too?"

"Occasionally."

"oh."

Futaba Makoto responded lazily and continued to sleep. His physique was different from that pervert Nana in the morning. Although he couldn't see his attributes because he was not his tenant, this guy was definitely better than Miyashiro Yuyu and Suzuki.

Xun is much stronger.

Who can fall from the second floor and still be alive and kicking the next day, probably Nana in the morning.

"Cheng, wake up."

"reject."

After seeing that Futaba Makoto refused to get up, morning Nana began to use her usual methods——

"Sincerely, Monster Hunter Language 2 is on sale."

"Bought."

"Where's Zelda 2?"

"It's not on sale. I won't be fooled by the same moves." Futaba Cheng said calmly with his eyes closed.

After Nana saw that it had no effect in the morning, she lay directly on Futaba Cheng and hugged his neck with a smile.

Futaba Makoto was stunned for a moment by the soft breath coming from the girl's arms. He slowly opened his eyes and found Nana's pretty face just a short distance away with a wicked smile.

Futaba Cheng's pupils slowly dilated, as if he understood something.

"Wait!"

The next moment, Nana Asama hugged Futaba Makoto's back tightly, and then rolled her body violently!

One lap, two laps, Futaba Makoto and Hayama Nana rolled under the bed, and Futaba Makoto happened to be the one on the back!

"Boom!"

There was a crashing sound on the wooden floor, and Futaba Cheng almost gasped.

In the morning, Nana stood up from Futaba Cheng's body, then sat down on the bed beside him, shaking his calves and smiling:

"Are you awake?"

"I saw my deceased grandfather..." Futaba Cheng looked like he was about to vomit his soul.

Having a childhood sweetheart like this is a disaster.

His sleepiness disappeared in an instant due to Nana Asama's tossing. He could only stand up and wash up. When Futaba Makoto and Nana Asama left the room, they found that Suzuki Kaoru had finished cleaning the second floor, but he didn't seem to be in the living room.

Futaba Cheng yawned and started preparing breakfast. When he took out the bowls and chopsticks, he found that the bowls prepared for Gong Bai Yuyou last night had been washed and placed in the disinfection cabinet.

Sure enough, he would still be hungry, Futaba Cheng couldn't help but smile.

After leaving breakfast for Suzuki Kaoru, Futaba Makoto and Asama Nana left home.

…

Guangming High School.

At the gate, the students were in a hurry because everyone found that the chairperson of the Discipline Committee was not in a good mood today. She was holding a bamboo knife in her hand and there was a low pressure around her body.

At this time, Ninomiya's eyes like an eagle scanned every student, and the bamboo sword in his hand was ready to move.

Yesterday, Futaba Makoto fell in love with her.

This was the first time since childhood that Ninomiya was let off guard, and that person was Futaba Makoto, a voyeur, who discovered his biggest secret.

"Kaka—" Ninomiya held the knife tightly, and a slight sound came from the handle.

Unforgivable.

At this time, Ninomiya seemed to smell something. Her sharp eyes moved and she spotted Futaba Makoto and Hayama Nana who were walking into the school gate.

"stop!"

A soft drink made Futaba Cheng pause.

"Ninomiya..." The moment he saw the other person, Futaba Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth. This guy seemed to want to settle a score with him.

The students passing by around him started talking about it.

"Isn't that Futaba Makoto, the second-grade student who slept in school?"

"Why did you mess with Ninomiya? I think there's nothing wrong with his appearance and clothing."

"Who knows, let's stand far away and watch to avoid being affected."

Seeing the other party staring at him closely, with the anger in his eyes almost turning into substance, Futaba Cheng pretended to be stupid:

"Good morning, Ninomiya-san, what can I do for you?"

"Yesterday, why didn't you come?" Ninomiya stretched out his bamboo knife and pointed at Futaba Makoto.

The bamboo sword was only a few centimeters away from him, but after Futaba Cheng faced Gong Shiro Yuyou's real sword last night, he didn't feel much fear towards this kind of bamboo sword:

"I didn't go yesterday because I had something to do, but Ninomiya-san, I didn't seem to agree to your going from the beginning, right?"

"snort."

Ninomiya snorted coldly, but did not refute.

Then she suddenly seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on her lips:

"Well, I, Ninomiya, would like to apply for a kendo match with you."

Kendo competition?

Many students watching the theater around showed shocked expressions. You must know that Ninomiya is the head of the kendo club. Is it possible that Futaba Makoto also knows swordsmanship?

After hearing this, Futaba Cheng understood the other party's intention.

This guy wants to embarrass him.

As for swordsmanship, Futaba Makoto does know a little bit, but it was taught by his grandfather, but his physical condition is too poor, and there is still nothing he can do against Ninomiya Ya from the Kendo Club.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have picked up the broom and struggled a little, but the other party would have chased me around the school and chopped me with bamboo knives.

At this time, Ninomiya's eyes showed a smile. To practice swordsmanship, you need to cultivate your mind. Since Futaba Makoto has practiced swordsmanship, he must also have the self-esteem as a swordsman.

"But I refuse." Futaba Makoto replied in the next second, making Ninomiya stunned.

"You actually refused?!" Ninomiya came to her senses. She stared at Futaba Makoto and said coldly, "Where is your pride as a swordsman?!"

"Where is your self-esteem as a man?!"

Compared to me getting beaten, these are not important...

Futaba Makoto complained inwardly.

"So you are such a cowardly man." Ninomiya's face was full of disappointment.

"The master who taught you that strange swordsmanship must be an incompetent wimp."

"I promise you."

Hearing Futaba Makoto's voice, Ninomiya raised his head.

Futaba Cheng said again seriously:
Chapter completed!