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Chapter Fourteen Jinguji Kiyohime is out of control

As if nothing happened, Igarashi Mika smiled at Jinguji Kiyohime.

"Qing Ji, you are back."

The voice of her friend made Jinguji Kiyohime calm down.

She walked slowly to Izumi Toru's side, squatted down, and gently touched his quiet face with her fingers.

"What's wrong, Izumi-kun?"

"It must be a lack of sleep, right?"

"Should it?" Jinguji Kiyohime raised her head and asked, "Don't you know everything about Izumi-kun?"

"I'm not in the mood to keep staring at him."

"Oh..." Jinguji Kiyohime lowered her head again.

"Um."

After a while, Jinguji Kiyohime suddenly spoke.

"Royal flower."

"Um?"

"Are you going to a meeting?"

Igarashi Mika raised an eyebrow.

"Um."

"Then leave it to me, Izumi-kun."

Saying that, Jinguji Kiyohime stood up.

Igarashi Mika raised her face, looked at her friend's lightly pursed lips and calm eyes, and suddenly smiled.

"Well, it's time to give Izumi Toru to you."

With that said, she helped Izumi Toru onto the sofa and walked out of the classroom.

Click!

The door of the classroom blocked Jinguji Kiyohime's sight of her friend.

She turned around and saw Izumi Tetsu lying on the sofa, frowning slightly, as if he was sleeping uncomfortably.

The girl sat next to him, held his head, and placed him on her legs.

Perhaps because the sleeping environment has improved, Izumi Tetsu's lightly frowned brows have also relaxed.

In this way, the sleeping Izumi Toru was easily coaxed, which made Jinguji Kiyohime a little proud.

However, after a while, her smile faded.

She lowered her head, stroked Izumi Toru's face, and murmured: "Izumi-kun, you said that you won't like Ohana anymore, right? Right?"

Izumi Tetsu didn't speak.



"Well--"

Hearing Izumi Toru's voice, Jinguji Kiyohime immediately woke up.

"Izumi-kun, are you awake?"

Izumi Tetsu felt a little dizzy from his sleep.

He opened his eyes and was stunned for a while, then he remembered that he was going to have a meeting with Igarashi Mika today.

He stood up hurriedly and prepared to rush out of the classroom.

"Oh no! I'm going to be late for the meeting! Sorry, Kiyohime, I have to leave first!"

"It's over long ago."

Igarashi Mika's voice came from another voice.

Looking along the sound, the girl's white hair is even more dazzling under the light.

Then, Izumi Tetsu noticed that behind the girl, the scenery outside the window had been completely shrouded in night.

It turned out that I had already slept until this time without realizing it?

Then, he lowered his head and looked at Jinguji Kiyohime sitting on the sofa, and found that her expression seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Qing Ji, what's wrong with you?"

Jinguji Kiyohime pointed to her thigh.

"Well...because I have been suppressed by Izumi-kun, so..."

The girl didn't say anything further, but just looking at her slightly aggrieved expression made Izumi Tetsu feel heartbroken.

"Sorry, sorry. Let me help with the massage..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly froze.

He remembered.

Today, Mika Igarashi originally asked him to give her a massage, but why did she lie on Jinguji Kiyohime’s lap?….

In his memory, there was only the refreshing and warm breath, and the suppressed soft gasp of a certain girl.

Later, I didn’t know anything anymore.

Jinguji Kiyohime saw him stunned and shouted in confusion.

"Izumi-kun?"

Izumi Toru stopped thinking and smiled at her.

"Qingji, are you ticklish?"

"Um?"

Before the girl could react, Izumi Toru hugged the girl's legs and placed them on his lap.

Jinguji Kiyohime also changed from sitting to lying on the sofa because of his behavior.

Immediately afterwards, Izumi Toru took off her shoes.

The girl's small feet were suddenly exposed to the air, and she moved a few times unnaturally.

"Izumi-kun, you, what do you want to do..."

Izumi Toru put his fingers on the girl's soles.

Before taking action, Jinguji Kiyohime was already a little scared.

"Izumi-kun, don't... don't... ahaha... please, please... haha... don't..."

The ticklish girl trembled with laughter because Izumi Toru tickled her soles.

Stab!

Igarashi Mika looked at the A4 paper that was accidentally scratched by the pen tip and frowned.

I never thought I would make such a mistake.

It really shouldn't be.

She changed a document and continued to process it, ignoring the unbearable [bullying] laughter of Jinguji Kiyohime in her ears.

After a long time, the laughter stopped.

Jinguji Kiyohime looked at Izumi Tooru with tears in her eyes.

"Izumi-kun...you, why are you bullying me like this...I-I'm angry..."

Upon hearing this, Izumi Toru was shocked.

"Impossible, Qing Ji will never be angry with me. Tell me who you are!"

Jinguji Kiyohime blinked blankly.

Suddenly, she covered her mouth and burst into laughter: "Why is this so foul? It's true!"

"So, will you be angry?" Izumi Toru leaned forward and slowly approached her face.

At the same time, his fingertips traced her calves and stayed near her knees.

Jinguji Kiyohime's breathing became a little rapid.

"He, Izumi-kun..."

Izumi Tetsu put his forehead against hers, then the tip of his nose touched hers, and finally, his lips were about to touch hers before he stopped.

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Jinguji Kiyohime's heart began to tremble when she heard Izumi Toru's voice coming so close to her.

Because she knew his purpose in saying these words.

"...When I wake up, you will be by my side."

"Um."

"Kiyohime."

"Um."

"Feel sorry."

"……Um."

"I will work harder."

"……Um."

"Feel sorry."

"Um."

"Give me some more time."

The girl didn't want to hear it anymore.

She stretched out her hands and hugged Izumi Toru tightly.

"Izumi-kun, this is enough."

"Feel sorry."

Izumi Tetsu's murmur echoed in her ears.

Jinguji Kiyohime was a little sad.

Because Izumi Toru still hasn't managed to drive someone out of his heart.

Because Izumi Toru still decided to drive Igarashi Mika out of his heart.

Also, knowing that Izumi Toru was hurting himself by doing this, the girl felt a little happy deep down in her heart.

She felt sad that she was jealous of her friend.

I don't want to either.

But, there is no way.

Who made me like you so much...

If the wind is gentle


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