For two days in a row, Izumi Toru didn't see Sakurai Ruiko at the school gate. No one helped check whether his tie was crooked every day, which made him a little uncomfortable.
So, he pulled his tie.
No one cares anyway.
Kyoko Shiratori on the side glanced at him, her eyes hardened.
She immediately grabbed Izumi Toru's hand.
"do not move!"
"ah?"
When Izumi Tetsu was confused, Shiratori Kyoko stood in front of him, untied his tie, and began to tie it up for him.
Izumi Toru lowered his head slightly, looked at the seriousness in Shiratori Kyoko's eyes, and smelled the good smell of her hair, because the regret of not seeing Sakurai Ruiko's shy reaction when she checked his tie disappeared.
After tying it up, the girl took two steps back, looked at it for a while, and then nodded with satisfaction.
Then, she warned: "Izumi, don't do this in school from now on."
"Isn't it okay just once in a while? Finally, the disciplinary committee member is not here."
"Can't!"
Shiratori Kyoko's resolute attitude made Izumi Toru a little curious.
"Why?"
"Because...because..." After hesitating for a while, Shiratori Kyoko pushed Izumi Toru and walked into the school, "In short, no!"
"At least tell me the reason."
The girl's strength was very light, but Izumi Toru still pretended to be unable to resist and staggered forward.
Just now, he seemed to have seen the shyness on Shiratori Kyoko's face.
Fix my tie. Are you shy?
Izumi Toru was a little unsure.
After changing his shoes and returning to the classroom, Shiratori Kyoko still didn't explain why he was asked to tie his tie.
However, Izumi Toru would not do this to a beautiful girl if he asked the question.
The more little secrets are hidden, the more shy the girl shows, the more fascinating she is.
Soon, the school bell rang, and Shiratori Kyoko took out her picture album.
She still owes Toru Izumi some manga.
As for why I don’t listen to the lectures in class...
Anyway, Izumi Toru can always remember it. Just ask him to take notes when needed.
The girl was thinking about other things, but she didn't stop painting.
In the painting, a boy wearing clothes similar to the uniform of Murasaki Sakura High School is raising his fists, preparing to fight.
After finishing the drawing, she considered it for a while, picked up the eraser, and erased the boy's tie. Then, she drew his tie crookedly and unbuttoned his shirt a little.
As she continued to draw, the girl stopped writing.
She looked at the "bad boy" in her painting and couldn't help but blush again.
"hey-hey……"
At noon, after dinner, Izumi Toru was appointed by Igarashi Mika to act as the Disciplinary Committee member.
Because Sakurai Ruiko didn't come to school, it was ultimately Jinguji Kiyohime's fault. She couldn't punish her friend, she could only punish Izumi Toru.
Izumi Toru put the Disciplinary Committee's armband on his arm and prepared to go on patrol and find a place to fish.
In recent days, the weather has been a little cooler.
Izumi Tetsu walked slowly under the shade of the trees, feeling the breeze.
The rustling of leaves above the head makes people feel calm.
Suddenly, two first-grade girls were chasing each other not far away.
If Sakurai Ruiko was here, she would definitely stop her, but Izumi Toru just pretended not to see it and deliberately leaned aside.
How can we stop such a youthful and beautiful scenery?
Watching their skirts rise, white and blue intertwined, Izumi Toru thought so.
The two women ran, getting closer and closer to Izumi Tetsu.
Seeing that they all had drinks in their hands, Izumi Toru stood aside again for fear of spilling it on himself. But one of the girls suddenly staggered.
Snapped!
Most of the cold drink was spilled on Izumi Tetsu's body.
The drink soaked through my shirt and felt uncomfortable against my skin.
"Ah, Izumi-senpai, are you okay?! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
The girl kept apologizing, but Izumi Toru's mind was slowly playing the story of how the girl just "accidentally" spilled her drink.
His eyes were always staring at him, and before he fell down, a panicked expression was already on his face.
It was obvious that she did it on purpose just now.
Izumi Toru pulled on his tie and unbuttoned two more buttons, and then he felt better.
Then, he looked at the girl holding his arms with a concerned look on her face.
Well, my figure is okay and my face is okay, so I’ll forgive you.
While feeling the touch of the girl squeezing her arm, Izumi Toru said: "It's very dangerous to run around, and school rules don't allow such roughhousing. Please be careful next time."
Izumi Toru thought they would respond obediently, but he did not hear their voices.
Seeing them looking at his collar with bright eyes and swallowing their saliva, Izumi Toru suddenly felt that he was at a loss.
Who is taking advantage?
Without missing a beat, he pulled his arm out of its softness, and Izumi Toru coughed.
"Okay, go back quickly."
"Izumi-senpai! As an apology, come to my house tonight and I can help you wash your clothes!"
"Sorry, I have a date with my girlfriend tonight."
Izumi Toru smiled at her, and after receiving even more intense looks from them, he walked towards the teaching building.
After the episode just now, Izumi Toru suddenly realized why Kyoko Shiratori said that she had to tie her tie in the morning.
So, he wanted to confirm it.
…
Kyoko Shiratori was thinking about how to draw the storyboard for the next page when she suddenly felt her wrist being grabbed.
Turning her head, she was stunned for a moment when she saw the water stains on Izumi Tetsu's chest.
"Izumi, why did you..."
"follow me!"
Izumi Toru pulled her out without any explanation.
"Huh? Huh?! I'm still drawing comics."
Although she complained, the girl did not resist at all.
Going up the stairs and reaching the top, Izumi Toru stopped.
In front of you is the door leading to the rooftop.
"Izumi, why did you bring me here?"
Izumi Toru didn't answer, but slowly unbuttoned his tie and then unbuttoned it.
Shiratori Kyoko hurriedly covered her eyes.
It's just fingers, but they are widely spread apart.
Breathing became more and more rapid.
Izumi Toru grabbed her hand and took it away from her eyes.
"Shiratiao, what do you think of me now?"
The girl looked away shyly.
"...Why, why are you asking me this..."
"Don't you want others to see what I look like now?"
After hesitating for a while, the girl nodded cautiously.
"Um."
"Then you are the only one now, why can't you just watch it openly?"
Hearing these words, Shiratori Kyoko slowly moved her gaze towards Izumi Tetsu.
The crooked tie, slightly messy shirt, and some stains made his fair and flawless skin more conspicuous.
Shiratori Kyoko couldn't help but stretched out her fingers and touched his chest.
I haven't had close contact with him for many days, and now, I always feel particularly attractive.
"unfair!"
When the girl was imagining being hugged tightly by Izumi Toru, she suddenly heard such a sentence, which made her a little surprised.
"ah?"
"Only you can look at me, but I can't look at you. It's not fair!"
Following his gaze, Shiratori Kyoko lowered her head and her heart trembled.
Izumi Toru's gaze seemed to burn her clothes.
Fearing that her clothes would be burned, Shiratori Kyoko had no choice but to agree to his request.
"...Then, then, you should see it too...just, just for you to see..."
Whispers like mosquitoes turn into gentle wind, traveling along the ears and into the heart.
The straightforward words of love really make people's blood boil.
Izumi Toru moved his fingers twice and slowly raised them.
Across the door, Izumi Himetsu is bent over, her ear pressed against the door, listening to the voices belonging to Izumi Toru and Shiratori Kyoko.