Kaguya-sama: Love Is War wants me to turn myself in.

"Who would share that kind of experience with you!" Zi'an Yan exclaimed, her pretty face flushed.

"and many more--"

Koyasu Yan suddenly realized something and lowered her voice, "Ryoko-chan, you and your boyfriend have already...?"

“That’s right.” The short-haired girl said calmly and casually, “I’m an adult now.”

Zi'an Yan opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but say:

"You've only been dating for a short time, isn't that too fast?"

"It's normal to want to do 'that' when you're with a boy you like, it has nothing to do with how long you've been dating." The short-haired girl wasn't shy at all. "Yanzi must be curious too, right?"

"Not curious at all!"

"After experiencing it, you'll know it's really comfortable..."

"I do not want to hear!"

Senior Yanzi blushed and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ryoko reached out and grabbed her senior's wrist, saying earnestly, "They've already held hands and kissed, so he must be the kind of boy Yanzi really likes, right?"

"I really like it..."

Zian Yan hesitated for a moment.

"I know Yanzi. She's passionate and impulsive, and easily swayed. If a boy asks her for anything, she'll agree to it... In short, she's love-struck."

"I'm not."

Zian Yan denied it, but her tone was slightly unconvinced.

"Girls, you must protect yourselves when you're out and about. Don't agree to anything a boy begs you for." Ryoko said in a low voice, "After training, I'll give you something. Remember to take care of yourself."

Zi'an Yan asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Secret."

"..."

Training ended in the blink of an eye.

Ziyan went to the activity department's bathroom to take a shower, changed her clothes, and picked up her schoolbag to leave.

"Swallow, here you go."

The short-haired girl approached mysteriously, took something out of her backpack, and handed it to her.

"what?"

Zian Yan looked down curiously, and after seeing the square object in her hand, her pretty face immediately turned red.

As a seventeen-year-old high school girl, she could recognize what this thing was at a glance.

"I do not want!"

Zian Yan blushed and was about to return the items.

"I still have some in my bag." Ryoko dodged aside and said lightly, "We haven't graduated yet, and getting pregnant now would be a real headache, so we must be careful and refuse to drive without a license."

Zi'an Yan gritted her teeth and couldn't help but shout, "I don't need this kind of thing, here you go!"

"Someone's here."

"you……"

"Goodbye, Swallow." The short-haired girl turned and slipped away. "Ask me for more when you're done."

Who would ask you for it? Of course, you'll buy your own when you're done using it!

wrong.

They simply don't know how to use this kind of thing!

Seeing other people approaching, the senior student had no choice but to take a deep breath and quickly pack her things into her backpack.

It can't be seen by anyone else... I'll find a chance to throw it away!

at the same time.

hospital.

"Good afternoon, Natsuki-kun."

As soon as Amamiya Natsuki arrived at the hospital entrance, he saw Mizuhara Chizuru waving at him.

The female college student was still wearing glasses, with a bright smile, and seemed to be in a good mood. She smiled and said:

"I'm going to cause Natsuki-kun trouble again."

"I was going to come anyway." Amamiya Natsuki nodded. "How is Grandma?"

“After I treated Grandma, she felt much better. I had dinner with her at the hospital that night, and she ate an extra bowl of rice compared to usual.” Mizuhara Chizuru’s eyes sparkled.

The simplest way to tell if someone is getting better is to observe their eating habits.

When a person is sick, they can't eat at all. If they suddenly have an appetite, it doesn't necessarily mean they're completely cured, but it definitely means their condition has improved.

That's why Mizuhara Chizuru was so excited.

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"I didn't do anything, it was just a small favor."

Mizuhara Chizuru shook her head, bowed ninety degrees to express her gratitude, and said earnestly:

"Grandma is my only family in the world. I don't know how to thank Natsuki-kun... I would do anything for her."

Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow and said:

"Any request is fine?"

Chizuru Mizuhara gently bit her lip, then nodded earnestly.

Even if Natsuki Amamiya makes an outrageous request, she will agree to it.

Only those who have lost a loved one know that kind of pain, and for that, they would grant any request.

"Let me think..." Natsuki Amamiya hesitated for two seconds, "...How about buying me a drink?"

"Eh?"

"It's so hot, I want to have a cold drink to cool down."

Mizuhara Chizuru's lips curled up slightly: "I know... There's a really nice ice cream shop up ahead, shall we go eat there together?"

Amamiya Natsuki said:

"I'll paste the skill to you while I'm eating cold drinks. I won't visit Grandma."

"Thank you, Natsuki-kun."

"..."

The two talked as they walked to the cold drink shop.

This store looks popular; there were quite a few people queuing outside.

A notice board is placed at the entrance of the store, with a note written in highlighter: Today's recommended popular new product: Extra-large cilantro ice cream.

"I saw cilantro ice cream again," Natsuki Amamiya said with interest. "I'll try it today and see what it tastes like."

Mizuhara Chizuru: "..."

After queuing up to buy ice cream, the two went into the store and sat down in a corner.

"Sister Qianhe?"

Natsuki Amamiya extends her right hand.

"Thank you for your help, Natsuki-kun," Mizuhara Chizuru replied softly.

at the same time.

Ziyan got off the tram and headed to the hospital.

"We'll be there in a few minutes. I wonder what my junior and Mizuhara-san are doing... Huh?"

As she walked, the senior student muttered to herself, when she suddenly caught a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye and stopped in her tracks.

"...Junior?!"

Watching Natsuki Amamiya eating in the ice cream shop, Tsubame Koyasu silently bit her lower lip.

They said they'd be at the hospital.

Why are you eating at an ice cream shop with Ms. Mizuhara?

"And..." Zi'an Yan's gaze shifted downwards, her pink cheeks puffing out slightly, "you two were secretly holding hands under the table!"

calm.

Take a deep breath.

It's probably just pasting skills, don't worry about it... How could I not worry about it!

Zian Yan took a deep breath, not deceiving herself, she really cared.

Once a girl's possessiveness takes hold, reason has to take a backseat.

"...Junior, you're in danger."

"Miss Mizuhara is beautiful, has big breasts, a lovely voice, and is a college student... Not to mention boys, even I am a little tempted."

"Junior, you're a womanizer, you have no resistance at all, right?"

Holding hands is one thing, since it's for the purpose of sticking together, but watching Amamiya Natsuki being deceived by a female college student is something I simply can't agree to.

Zian Yan bit her lower lip, her pink cheeks puffing out unconsciously.

So, what should we do?

Does it have to be like Ryoko-chan said, that the first to strike wins, and the last to strike suffers...?

Hey.

The phone suddenly vibrated.