The notebook with scrawled portraits was held in the hand of the senior sister to cover her shyness, but the drawings in the notebook were the culprit of her shyness.

Natsume Naoki looked at the cute appearance of his senior sister and thought that maybe she could do something like beating a dog with a meat bun.

After the window is opened, the breeze from outside can sneak in quietly.

Open doors and open wind allow air to circulate.

Although he studied science and knew that the formation of wind is caused by air pressure differences, Natsume Naoki looked at the graceful girl standing in front of him, with a soft spot for him, and his shyness was clearly revealed in this classroom with only two people.

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At this time, he felt that senior sister was like this refreshing feeling on her face... You were the one who had no intention of crossing the hall, but you just caused the torrent by being lonely and arrogant.

When I thought about not seeing my senior sister for the whole vacation, the torrent in my heart broke out, flowing through my heart and turning into a little depression.

"Senior, do you still want this calculation book?"

He bent down and continued to take out the textbooks and notes from the hole in the desk.

Every time he took out a book, he would ask Izumi Mio.

Such inefficient behavior has won the favor of Izumi Mio... Let's make time slower like this. As long as I can stay with Natsume-kun, anything will be fine!

"Let me look through it~"

Izumi Mio happily hid the notebook with the scrawled portrait in it, hid it deep in her heart, and bent down to approach Natsume Naoki.

One is bent over and the other is squatting, with some distance between them - their shoulders are not touching.

But their hearts are attached to each other, which is really strange.

"Hmm..." Izumi Mio pretended to be distressed, squatting with her feet together, her elbows on her knees and carefully flipping through the notes page by page.

The draft was still blowing, gently lifting the girl's skirt.

Natsume Naoki blushed slightly and looked away.

"Senior sister..."

"Why Natsume-kun?"

Natsume Naoki's eyes wandered, twisting the ends of her bangs on her forehead, wondering whether to tell her senior sister not to squat like this when wearing a skirt.

Not only is it bad for your ankle wound, it's bad for my mental health.

What should you do if you look at non-gentlemen and don’t look at non-men? If you stand up later and feel embarrassed?

But Izumi Mio seemed not to notice at all. After reading every page carefully, she raised her notebook and put it on the table.

Then she showed a hearty and expectant smile, looking at Natsume Naoki who was so close, the two of them could feel each other even breathing.

"Next one!"

She said this with expectation and happiness.

Natsume Naoki took out another textbook from the hole in the desk.

"You don't seem to need to read the textbook. You can't throw it away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Izumi Mio took the textbook from his hand and started to look through it: "What if there is something in it? I need to check it carefully!"

Natsume Naoki's eyes are still wandering, otherwise he will be sucked away by Lan Baiwan!

Suddenly, while he was still fighting between heaven and man, there was a sudden weight on his shoulder.

When he was stunned, Izumi Mio actually leaned her head lightly on his shoulder.

The two of them stopped talking, and the only sound left was the sound of turning the pages of a book...

Izumi Mio was flipping through the books, and the autumn draft was also flipping through the books. The textbooks in the whole classroom were clattering.

But they couldn't cover up the sound of each other's heartbeats.

Izumi Mio lowered her head, and her face looked red, presumably.

She had already found an excuse, why she couldn't squat for a long time because her feet hurt, so she just leaned a little on your shoulders... and so on.

But in the end, Natsume Naoki didn't ask, and Izumi Mio didn't explain. There was a tacit understanding.

That's all, Natsume Naoki thought to himself, don't worry about the hem of a girl's skirt and the worries of men and women.

Aren’t these emotions and the wind blowing into the classroom all about youth?

Just enjoy it.

Perhaps this seemingly ordinary afternoon on the eve of the holiday will be the time of youth that I miss for a long time!

There was a hole in the table, and under the drag of two pounding hearts, it actually took another exam session to clear it up completely.

Natsume Naoki was carrying a schoolbag that was no longer so heavy without the walking stick, and in her arms was a large cardboard box that was even heavier. In the cardboard box were the books of her senior sister.

The senior followed behind, leaning on a cane, and suddenly laughed when she looked at the junior in front of her who was trying hard to see the road because the cardboard box blocked her sight.

very nice.

Natsume-kun looks tall, with neither narrow nor wide arms, and a good figure... I really like it no matter how I look at it!

How could there be such a perfect boy in the world?

Izumi Mio tilted her head and frowned slightly as if she was thinking about this issue seriously.

And this boy is still helping me move my things and even brought me a walking stick.

As everyone knows, when others look at such a senior sister, they will probably marvel at how there can be such a lovely girl in the world, right?

It's a pity that the most special girl's place in her heart is limited, and she can only pretend to be one person.

The two of them walked one behind the other until they reached the shoe cabinet in the hall. Izumi Mio was humming a tune and followed Natsume Naoki.

At this time, the ace of the limited edition sports club who was a little quieter due to injury no longer existed.

She was as happy as a little girl, less dignified than usual and more lively and cute.

Girls in love are mostly like this, right?

"Senior, can I send these books home to you?"

Natsume Naoki pushed the big cardboard box to the door, then put the sole of his foot on the bottom and pushed it to the side so as not to block the way.

No matter what time, you should never cause trouble to others. This is the education Natsume Naoki has received since childhood.

The books don't look like much, but they are very heavy. Such a large box weighs at least dozens of kilograms.

Natsume Naoki didn't take a breath, he just stood up straight, patted the palms of his hands that were abraded by the roughness of the cardboard boxes, and let out a breath.

At this time, the second period of the exam had just ended, and there were more people in the hall.

"Senior, your foot is injured and you still have to use crutches. Don't you, Tohsaka-senpai, have something to do? All my exams are over and I have nothing to do. I'll help you take your books home."

He looked at Izumi Mio and thought for a moment: "It's just... I can't take care of my senior while holding the box. What if it gets bumped? I have to find a way."

Boys who meditate are the most handsome, and doing things seriously is a very attractive process.

What's more, this boy is seriously considering how to protect himself.

Izumi Mio felt warm in her heart and smiled: "There's no need to worry, Natsume-kun. I'll call my mother. She said she'd pick me up after she finished packing."

"Is that so?" Since the senior sister said so, Natsume Naoki nodded, "Then I will help the senior sister to the school gate."

Izumi Mio didn't finish the second half of her sentence.

Although I really want Natsume-kun to take me home so that I can stay a little longer.

But with such a heavy big box, I don’t want Natsume-kun to be tired!

These words cannot be said out loud.

With Natsume-kun's temperament, if he knew that she was worried about him being tired, he would probably use various excuses that he could not refuse to send him home. He wouldn't bother his mother who has housework to do, right?

Natsume-kun has always been so gentle.

"Senior, which shoe cabinet is yours?"

"The 3rd grade row, seventh in the third row. Thank you Natsume-kun...eh?"

Natsume Naoki opened her senior's shoe cabinet and took out her sneakers. Izumi Mio was still congratulating herself that she changed her shoes every day, so there shouldn't be any smell, then she saw Natsume Naoki walking over with her shoes.

He squatted directly at his feet!
Chapter completed!