27 Sports Festival (2)(1/2)
27. Daily life before the sports festival
Nakano Nino realized that he had become a little abnormal.
During the tutoring process, every normal hand-to-hand with Takasugihara could make her excited for a long time, like a little bear who stole honey.
"It's so difficult, this question."
Friday night is the last time for tutoring every week.
Takasugihara gave a brief test paper to the five people, and Kazuka Nakano raised her tired eyebrows and complained.
"Is it difficult?"
Takasugihara looked at the question again, and the difficulty was only at medium level.
Looking around, he found that only Nakano Nino had done the right thing.
"Nino, can you tell me what you think?"
Takasugihara sat down on the cushion, turned his head to look at Nino Nakano and asked.
Nakano's eyes looked ahead without any focus, and his little face was calm.
"Nino?"
Takasugihara shouted again.
She just walked back from her trance.
"Ah, this question."
Nakano Nino looked at Takasugihara at the first time. After finding Takasugihara looking at his strange gaze, he quickly dodged away and looked down at the topic.
“…”
Silence for a moment.
"I guess, neither will I."
The corners of Nakano's mouth trembled and put down his own paper.
Takasugihara sighed helplessly, "Come around, I'll calculate this question for you again."
"Hi~" The four of them slowly surrounded Takasugihara.
Takasugihara moved his seat cushion and sat next to Nakano Nino's side in diameter. The distance was so close that a small part of the seat cushion overlapped.
Nakano Nino immediately smelled the smell of Takasugihara, which was the smell of sweat from the shower gel after working in the cake shop for a long time.
Slowly, her arms stiffened.
After quietly moving her eyes, she found that her entire slender right arm was rubbing from her forearm to shoulder against Takasugihara's chest.
Very sturdy touch.
A hint of blush flashed across her eyebrows, like a meteor without a handful, fleeting in a flash.
Takasugihara did not notice the strangeness of the girl in front of her. What she wanted to see was the paper measuring on Nakano's desk.
"Nino, I will teach you to write."
He said to Nakano Nino in front of him.
A gentle sound rang in Nakano's ears, as comfortable as if it was blown.
If other boys approached her like this, she would definitely slap her.
But at this moment, her body did not resist at all. She slowly removed her vigilance and became soft and soft with her body on Takasugihara's side.
"I see…"
One person does the questions, one person teaches the questions, and four people observe the questions.
"Do you understand?"
After Takasugihara finished calculating the question, he looked up at the four sisters.
"Understood."
"knew."
"learn!"
“Hey~”
Takasugihara looked at the four people who had different reactions and frowned worriedly.
True or fake?
Hesitated a little, he chose to believe the five.
While the four sisters stretched, he stood up from his seat and began to pack his backpack.
"Study is over, see you next Monday."
"Hey, are you leaving?" Nakano Shiba turned his head and looked at the time, "It's only 9:30!"
"It's only 9:30? I'll finish class at 9:00 according to the contract."
Takasugihara glared at Nakano Shiba with anger, and Nakano Shiba smiled giggled.
Takasugihara's heat weakened from his body, and Nakano's Nino slowly recovered from his senses.
"Sister Shinhara, are you hungry?"
While Takasugihara was packing things, Miku Nakano suddenly looked at Takasugihara carefully and murmured quietly.
Takasugihara paused and remembered that many customers in the cake shop today came to tutor before they had time to have dinner.
"Such hungry."
When I remembered that I hadn't eaten supper, I felt empty-faced.
"I happened to accidentally make cookies this afternoon. Do you want to eat them?"
Miku Nakano blinked and stared at Takasugihara.
“Cookies?”
"Well, I made it myself."
Miku Nakano nodded and pursed his lips.
"Okay." Takasugihara nodded.
Miku Nakano happily raised the corner of his mouth, got up from the cushion, grabbed the black silk on the inside of his thigh with his right hand, and trotted into the kitchen.
After a while, she came out holding a plate of black stones.
"..." Takasugihara swallowed.
Although he didn't want to describe it as a plate of black stones, he couldn't find a second word to describe it in terms of appearance or color.
“Is this a cookie?”
Miku Nakano nodded seriously.
"Sorry, I didn't see it right away."
A hint of shame flashed across Miku Nakano's face, and he slowly pacified his hand holding the plate, "Sorry, I made Shinhara think it was poison..."
After saying that, Miku Nakano's little face was a little unwilling.
She had been practicing cooking food secretly since the summer vacation, and went home to make cookies today as soon as school was over. She thought she could improve a little, but who knew that her appearance scared Takasugihara.
"Wait, give me a bite."
Takasugihara grabbed Miku Nakano's arm and pulled Miku Nakano who was walking towards the kitchen back.
After looking at the dozens of black stones on the white plate, Takasugihara picked up one and threw it into his mouth under the eyes of Miku Nakano and the four sisters behind him.
The moment he entered the entrance, the expression of his whole face slowly stopped.
"Can I try it too, Miku?" Nakano Shiba walked forward and took away a piece of cookie.
"Yes." Miku Nakano nodded.
Nakano Siye took a small bite and his face turned pale.
"Four Leaves!" Nakano Ichika hurriedly caught the fallen four Leaves of Nakano.
Miku Nakano's little hand holding the plate tightly, his face flushed, and almost dripping with blushing water.
Is it really that bad?!
Takasugihara swallowed, reached out and picked up another piece from the plate.
Miku Nakano stared at him.
"Actually, it's still eaten." Takasugihara nodded, "Just survive the huge strange smell at the moment of the entrance."
"Really, is it true?" Miku Nakano looked at him with bright eyes.
Takasugihara nodded, and as soon as he ate it, he had a constipation expression again. After two or three seconds, he slowly started chewing.
To be continued...