My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 348 Preparations for the School Trip

“Dam…”

"Don't even think about it."

Tsuna didn't even raise his eyes. His right hand naturally landed on the fluffy head in his arms, and his fingertips tapped it twice with a touch of affection.

"Just two or three! I promise I won't give you more than that!" Shoko stood on tiptoe, tilting her head back to look at him, trying to meet his gaze to increase her persuasiveness.
He then solemnly extended three fingers on his right hand and waved them: "Look, I'm pronouncing 'four'!"

"Do you still remember what we agreed on a week ago?" Unfortunately, Tsuna wasn't buying it and shook his raised index finger.

"Huh? An agreement? What agreement?"

Shoko blinked her big, round eyes a few times, trying to fill them with innocent and harmless light.

He even tilted his head to the side for the sake of it, his tone full of forced confusion: "How come I have absolutely no recollection of this?"

"..."

Seeing her feigning ignorance, Gang reached out and pinched her soft cheeks, then decisively and gently pulled them outwards.
"We agreed that we could only plant one more hickey until the hickey on my neck disappeared."

As he finished speaking, he pointed precisely to the small red dot that was barely visible above his collarbone, saying, "You just got it last night."

Seeing that her attempts to charm and be cute were having no effect, Shoko grabbed his mischievous hands and began to argue, "Tsuna, think about it, the situation is different now, okay?"

"The day after tomorrow we will take the bus rented by the school to our study trip destination."

"If other girls see you're good-looking and ask for your contact information, wouldn't that disrupt our travel plans while we're out?"

"..."

At first, when he heard her praise his good looks, Tsuna couldn't help but smile. But the last sentence made him feel a little strange.

Jealousy is one thing, but using travel plans as an excuse...

"alright."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shoko's eyes lit up several degrees.

"but……"

"I promise you!"

"Boom...!"

Without hesitation, Tsuna flicked her forehead with his finger, saying irritably, "At least let me finish what I have to say."

He felt that even if Shoko were sold, she would still be foolishly counting money for the other party. Fortunately, he was by her side, so such a thing would not happen.

"Oh..." Shoko rubbed her slightly reddened forehead.

"We can only plant two more, no more."

"Mmm~ Okay, okay~ No problem!" Shoko nodded vigorously, her face full of smug satisfaction that she was very reliable, but she hadn't really thought about it at all.

"..." Tsuna squinted at her for a while, then looked away before she could feel guilty.

He walked to the computer chair and sat down. He had just crossed his legs when, without him even having to remind her, Shoko had already chuckled and sat in his lap, her arm expertly draped around his neck.

"Tsuna, look at your files, don't worry about mine."

"..." He looked at the study materials his father had left him for his firm on the computer, but he couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

Not to mention that the two moist, soft lips in his arms were already pressed tightly against his neck.

The tip of its tongue even restlessly sucked and licked, repeatedly grinding that small patch of skin.

His moist breath sprayed onto that patch of skin again and again.

Even though the air conditioning in the room was on full blast, a wave of intense heat surged up from within, burning his entire body, especially his cheeks.

"Boom...!"

"Don't bite!"

"Oh oh oh."

Shoko, whose rhythm had been disrupted, was not annoyed. She smiled and responded, then continued with the unfinished project.

"This position is a bit in the way, it's hard to put pressure on me!" Her lips rubbed against his neck, her voice soft and sweet, but with a mischievous air: "That was...that was a warm-up! It doesn't count! Tsuna, I haven't started the real planting yet." Her soft breath sprayed on his skin.

"..."

They moved to different positions several times, all using the same excuse. The person holding her couldn't take it anymore and made a sharp crack on the back of her head.

"Boom...!"

"Shoko-kun, that's enough. You think you can fool me with your little tricks?"

"Oh... then... how about the last one?"

She held up a finger to assure him, and seeing his tacit approval, she immediately tiptoed and quickly pecked him on the lips as a prepayment, her movements as swift as a kitten stealing cream.

Then, with a slight bow of his head, he contentedly devoted himself to the great task of "meticulously crafting" the last strawberry.

"..."

Was that tacit approval? He clearly didn't have time to speak! Shoko didn't give him a chance to open his mouth at all...

"Alright!" Shoko admired her victory, grinning from ear to ear, and tugged at Tsuna's arm:

"Tsuna, in return, I'll allow you to plant a few for me too!"

After saying that, she tilted her little face up high and pointed her finger hard at her fair neck, "Look, there are plenty of seats!"

"No need." Tsuna waved his hand deliberately, his tone so dismissive that even he didn't believe it.

"No, no! It has to be done!"

When he refused, Shoko reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, almost jumping up and frantically trying to pry his hand off the edge of the table:

"Don't you understand the concept of reciprocity?" She tapped her collarbone with her fingers.

Tsuna, who was only going to say it casually, couldn't help but chuckle when he saw her so anxious that she was almost stomping her feet.

Instead of being polite, he tightened his arms and pulled her directly into his embrace, his warm breath immediately rubbing against the delicate skin of her neck.

next day...

Shizuka Miyamura was speechless for a moment when she saw the two men's conspicuous necks early in the morning.

At the dinner table, Miyamura Daio and I chose to ignore it; we couldn't bear to look, we absolutely couldn't bear to look...

The two of them were both being teased by Nishimiya Yuzuru, but Shoko didn't let it go and started to teach her a lesson.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Two days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time to set off on the school trip.

Tsuna and Shoko had already packed all their changes of clothes and other items into their backpacks.

I arrived at the entrance hall amidst Shizuka Miyamura's repeated reminders every ten minutes.

"Tsuna, remember, if you have any problems in Osaka that you can't solve, go to your grandfather. If all else fails, call me, okay?"

"Hi, hi, hi..."

Tsuna nodded perfunctorily. At first, he would repeatedly assure her that he would take good care of Shoko, but after hearing it so many times, he didn't know what to say anymore...

"Don't worry, godmother, I will protect and take good care of Tsuna in Osaka! I will absolutely not let any bad women outside take him away!"

Shoko patted her bouncy pectoral muscles and repeatedly assured them.

"..."

He felt it was against the natural order, but he didn't try to embarrass her. He took her hand and left the house after his mother gave him another piece of advice.

"Click..."

"Alright, Tsuna and Shoko are just kids again, no need for so much nagging." Miyamura Daio stepped out from the shadows.

"Moreover, this school trip involves two classes."

(End of this chapter)