Futaba Makoto didn’t understand why Shoko Kojima entangled him.

Obviously, the two of them did not have any in-depth communication, and the few people who knew her only relied on verbal exchanges and the rumors Takahashi said.

Futaba Cheng sighed, his expression slightly depressed.

It seems...

Or is he too charming?

"Senior, can we talk to each other alone?" After confirming that Nana was not her target, Kojima Shoko asked with a smile, a pair of clean and penetrating eyes flashing.

Futaba Makoto glanced at the other students in the classroom. There was no need to think about it. Shoko Kojima would definitely make a lot of shocking comments if he continued to stay in the classroom, although he didn't care about all kinds of rumors - in other words, he had

He is already famous in school just because he is holding hands with Miya Shiro and Nana.

But Kojima Shoko is different, she is a bitch.

Futaba Makoto originally didn't want to have anything to do with this kind of girl, so it was better to do less than to do more.

"Okay." After seeing Futaba Cheng agreeing, Kojima Shoko's eyes turned into crescent moons.

In the morning, Nana originally wanted to go out with her, but after seeing Futaba Makoto's attitude toward Kojima Shoko, she returned to her seat and sat down.

Find the end of a corridor and there will be almost no people next to the morning drink vending machine.

Futaba Makoto looked at the petite girl next to him and crossed his arms: "Nako-san, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Senior, you are so evil-minded, why can't you remember my name?" Kojima Shoko stared at Futaba Makoto, the way she puffed her mouth was a bit cute.

Futaba Makoto tilted his head and thought for a few seconds about what Shoko Kojima's name was. Perhaps it was because the other person's name was so common that he didn't pay attention to remember it at all.

"Anyway, it's Nako-kun, right?" Futaba Makoto held out a finger and smiled.

Kojima Shoko didn't want to worry about the name anymore and nodded directly: "Yes, my name is Konako, remember it for me!"

"oh……"

"So, what's the matter with you?" Futaba Cheng asked.

"Senior, you seem to be very impatient with me. She is such a cute girl." Kojima Shoko poked her face with two fingers, as if she wanted to show off her white and elastic skin.

"No matter how cute you are, it has nothing to do with me." Futaba Cheng said, crossing his arms.

And you can't compare to a certain Pikachu...

"If you just want to express to me how cute you are, can I go back?"

"Hey, senior, are you really not interested in me?" Kojima Shoko asked, tilting her head.

"I don't know you, so why would I be interested in you just based on appearance?" Futaba Cheng asked.

Kojima Shoko narrowed her eyes and smiled: "But those boys who come into contact with me are only interested in me based on my appearance. Shoko, they don't care about my hobbies or anything like that."

"I'm different from them, and there's nothing particularly attractive about you."

This sentence was undoubtedly an insinuation of Kojima Shoko, but instead of being angry, the other party had a brighter smile on his face.

She suddenly came over, stretched out her arms and hugged Futaba Cheng, showing off the softness of her body without hesitation - she raised her head, squinted her eyes and smiled: "Senior, is there really nothing that attracts you?"

"Really don't want to try it?" Intentionally or unintentionally, the buttons on the chest of her school uniform were unbuttoned at some point, revealing a large piece of white snow.

Seeing the evil smile on the other person's face, Futaba Cheng stretched out his hand and pushed the other person away.

Under the stunned look of the other party, Futaba Cheng sighed and said seriously: "You should cherish yourself."

After speaking, he shook his head.

He turned around and left directly.

Watching the other party's leaving figure, Kojima Shoko stood there for a while and then silently tidied up her school uniform.

"Sure enough, he is a different guy." She was lying on the railing, looking down and not knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, a voice came from the side.

"Kojima-san, are you worried about something?" It was a gentle voice. Kojima Xiangzi turned around and found a boy with a handsome face.

She knows the president of the baseball club, Kogoto Toto, a handsome guy who is versatile in both sports and studies.

"Are you in a bad mood? You can talk to me." Xiaoshan Toto smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Kojima Shoko's shoulder, but was slapped away by the other party in the next second.

Kojima Shoko looked at him and said expressionlessly: "Get out."

Seeing the disgusted look on his face, Xiaoshan Dongren was stunned for a moment, seemed a little embarrassed, and turned around to leave.

"..."

The surroundings became quiet again, and Kojima Shoko continued to lie on the railing, resting her head on her arms in a daze.

Unintentionally, her eyes seemed to have caught something.

It was a guy wearing a Pikachu costume, and he was walking with a sway.

"It's the doll who threw me into the trash can last time." Kojima Shoko's expression seemed to be a bit resentful. She remembered that after she had a few words with Futaba Makoto on the rooftop, this strange guy barged in and directly

He hugged her, ran all the way to the garbage collection point on the first floor, and threw her in.

After that, the other party disappeared, and Kojima Shoko was so angry about this incident that she didn't sleep well for two days.

"Let me catch you." The girl immediately turned around and ran down the stairs.

…

"Cheng, what did that person say to you?" Futaba Cheng, who had just returned to the classroom, heard Nana ask herself.

"She didn't say anything. She said she was very grateful to me for helping her to the infirmary last time." Futaba Cheng said.

In the morning, Nana didn't suspect anything. She walked up behind Futaba Cheng, then bent down and put her chin on the other person's head, hugging his neck tightly and acting coquettishly: "Cheng, can you go shopping with me...

"

"shop?"

"Because it's the last day of the school festival."

Futaba Cheng thought for a while, but there was no problem.

"Let's go."

"Yeah, treat me to a crepe."

"I treat you, you pay."

"A Cheng is cunning..."

Perhaps it was because it was the last day of the school festival. Not only were there many tourists, but even Nana looked excited in the morning.

Futaba Cheng went with others a few days ago, and Nana never had the chance to invite him to hang out with her in the morning.

"Ah, I saw it, crepes." Nana's eyes lit up in the morning and she trotted to the dining cart selling crepes.

"Welcome, what do you want to eat?" the stall owner asked.

"One with strawberry chocolate flavor and one with matcha ice cream flavor." Nana said in the morning.

She knew Futaba Makoto's taste very well, but in order to confirm it, Nana turned around and looked at Futaba Makoto in the morning, as if asking if it was okay?

"Yes, matcha." Futaba Cheng nodded.

Of course, it was Futaba Makoto who paid the bill. After finding a seat and sitting down, the two began to enjoy the crepe.

"It's delicious." After taking a bite of the crepe in the morning, Nana swayed happily.

"Give you a bite~"

Futaba Cheng had just taken a bite when the other person handed him his crepe.

After seeing the bright smile on the girl's face, Futaba Cheng smiled slightly and took a bite, filling his mouth with sweetness.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's okay. Do you want some matcha?"

"Hehe, yes!"

The two of them were sitting side by side eating like this, as if they were back a few years ago.

Looking at the girl next to him, Futaba Cheng couldn't help but think - his previous escape and rejection of the other person's kindness seemed to have really hurt this girl -

But the friendship between men and women, once the word "like" is spoken, has long been gone.

But what Suzuki said is that if you don’t have the courage to refuse, you have to accept it, and don’t run away even if you become a scumbag. Is it really correct?

Is this unfair to Nana?

"What's wrong?" In the morning, Nana seemed to see Futaba Makoto looking straight at her, so she blinked her big eyes and didn't forget to stick out her tongue and lick the cream at the corner of her mouth.

"It's okay." Futaba Cheng asked with a smile.

"Oh..." Nana suddenly put down the crepe in the morning and asked, "A-Cheng, is it that you don't like the way I am?"

Futaba Cheng was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"Hehe." Nana scratched her head in embarrassment in the morning, "I always feel like you are acting weird today, as if you have become nicer to me, and you are not used to it."
To be continued...