At noon, the sun shines on the school road, mottled into shadows.

Takasugihara slowly looked sideways, lowered her head slightly, and looked at Miku Nakano beside her.

"Of course I remember."

Miku Nakano walked slowly, his little black leather shoes flexibly stepped on the floor, holding the can in both hands, taking a sip of matcha, and saying nothing.

"Is it OK? I'll teach you four sisters with me in the history of the Warring States Period."

The two walked to the bench by the lake and sat down, Takasugihara questioned.

Miku Nakano held the can's hands and slowly rubbed along the surface of the can. After a moment of silence, he shook his head.

"no."

Takasugihara looked at Miku Nakano with a little confusion, her little face a little frustrated and reluctant.

At this time, it seems that this topic should not be continued. Takasugihara closed her mouth and stopped asking questions, but looked ahead quietly.

In front of the bench is the school's artificial lake. The round lake is like azure agate embedded in the earth, shining with crystal clearness.

"Have you ever told others that I like the Warring States General?"

Not long after, Miku Nakano asked.

Takasugihara shook his head, "No. Including your sisters."

Miku Nakano's mouth raised a curve that was almost invisible, and it was fleeting. His lips opened and closed slightly, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Thank you. Actually, I don't want my sisters to know that I like the Warring States Generals."

After a while, Miku Nakano opened his mouth and said calmly and with a hint of depression.

Silence for a moment.

"Why?" Takasugihara asked.

"…This is a very strange hobby, just like a boy doesn't like robots but dolls..."

Miku Nakano's eyes were blue and deep, and Takasugihara almost saw her face from her trembling pupils.

"Because they are sisters, they can't know that Sanjiu is a strange person."

As he said this, Miku Nakano's thin lips kept opening and closing, shining brightly in the sun.

She placed the matcha can on one side of the bench and rubbed her heels on her feet and took off her little black leather shoes.

Then he raised his legs gracefully, stomped his jade feet wrapped in black stockings on the bench, and supported his legs.

With his hands wrapped around his black silk calves, Miku Nakano half buried his face into his thighs.

"I'm the worst of the five sisters..."

Takasugihara looked at the small and poor girl beside her with her eyes and shook her head firmly: "In the recent exams, Miku's scores were the best among the five. How can this be considered bad?"

Miku Nakano's little face, half buried between his round thighs, was slightly raised, and turned half of it, looking at Takasugihara with one eye.

"That was just a coincidence... because Shinhara classmate didn't understand us... In the previous school, I was always the worst of the five sisters. I didn't have good grades and exercise..."

A true feeling appeared in Miku Nakano's eyes, telling him that all this was true.

"Sanjiu is a strange girl, neither lively nor cute."

Miku Nakano turned his face again, holding his white arms, holding them tightly.

"But that's Sanjiu's own personality."

After a long silence, Takasugihara supported her hands on both sides of the bench and looked up at the sky. The white clouds on the blue sky were slim, with clear edges, like white paint specially painted by craftsmen.

Miku Nakano slowly raised his head and looked at Takasugihara's Okura.

"I like Sanjiu's personality."

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Takasugihara's mouth.

Miku Nakano's white and tender skin was like a layer of rouge applied to it, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she quickly put her head between her thighs, making her look a little like she was running away in panic.

"Everyone has a different personality. Some people are passionate, while others are born to be alone. There is nothing wrong with their personalities, only people will have them."

Takasugihara looked at the sky, there was nothing but white and blue.

"In my opinion, it is precisely because of this kind of hobby and unique personality that Sanjiu is Sanjiu."

Takasugihara said, nodding at his own eyes, "It's not a shame to like the history of the Warring States Period. When other girls like handsome men, Miku likes the bearded uncle. Isn't this very personality?"

Miku Nakano stared at him with gloomy eyes, his cheeks bulging like a squirrel.

"Sorry, the metaphor is wrong." Takasugihara looked over awkwardly.

Miku Nakano hugged his legs quietly, motionless, like an exquisite real-life sculpture.

"Here~ I really can't help it. I probably know what Shinhara classmate means."

After a long time, Miku Nakano said in a low voice, blinking his eyebrows, looking at Takasugihara with a clear eyes and smiling slightly.

"Then help you, help Shinhara teaches the sisters the history of the Warring States Period."

"This is great." A cold sweat broke out from Takasugihara's face, and he also chuckled.

The topic seemed to be opened, and the two of them chatted a lot on the bench sometimes.

The content is very complicated, including about the military generals of the Neon Warring States Period, others, and even about the history of the Three Kingdoms of China.

Miku Nakano's expression was no longer as frustrated as the beginning, and his eyes were full of conciseness.

A red bird flew over the sky, and its red feathers on its tail were as eye-catching as an ornament.

Takasugihara stood up from the bench and stretched: "Let's go, it's time for afternoon class."

"good."

Miku Nakano nodded, let go of his hands, put his slender legs back on the ground, and put his feet into his small leather shoes.

"Yeah~~"

The moment she stood up, a soft moan slowly came from her throat.

Takasugihara looked back, "What's wrong?"

Miku Nakano raised his little face embarrassedly, shook his head gently, his cheeks flushed by the wind, and he looked at him helplessly.

"The legs are numb..."

Takasugihara smiled stiffly and squeezed his hand tightly, for fear that he wouldn't help but go to help.

"It's okay, go slowly."

With his natural cute attributes and a stupid and soft girl, he makes his desire for protection come to his mind.

"Is that okay? Shinhara classmate invites me to drink?"

The two were walking on the school road, and Miku Nakano asked the boy beside him, "Isn't Shinhara's family in debt?"

Unconsciously, the distance between the two men was shortened from one arm to about thirty centimeters.

Takasugihara shook his head, "Is it Nozawa Kazuki who told you?"

Miku Nakano nodded.

"This little drink money is nothing. No wonder you cooperated so much last night. It turned out that this is the reason." Takasugihara said slowly.

Miku Nakano smiled faintly and drank the last bite of matcha into his mouth.

"But you don't cooperate with my tutoring for this reason. I don't want this."

Takasugihara said frankly: "Compared to cooperating with others because of pity, I believe more that I have the ability to make the five of you believe that they can get fruit from it, so that they can truly tutor."

Miku Nakano narrowed his eyes and nodded, "I believe Shinhara classmate."

The two walked to a trash can, and Miku Nakano put the can into the recyclable trash can and trotted back.

He looked at Takasugihara with a slightly playful look and waved his hand.

"See you in the evening, Shinhara classmate."

Takasugihara approached a little closer, "I always feel like you're talking a lot today, isn't it a fake Jiu?"

In special scenes, when subjected to special stimulation, the human body will secrete a variety of emotional hormones and its behavior becomes strange. This is why silent people will suddenly explode and irritable people will suddenly become silent.

After special scenes, people will change back to their original appearance.

Looking at Takasugihara's face, Miku Nakano's face turned slightly red, he took a step back and his lips were slightly pursed.

After the heat of her brain just now, her heart started to bump into her again.
Chapter completed!