Reborn in Tokyo, but my sister is Dai Wei

"call……"

After taking a few deep breaths, Nakano Azusa patted his hot cheeks.

After spending a long time with Hirasawa Makoto, I felt like my whole body became astringent.

Five minutes later...

【ding~】

The magic is replenished.

There is no famous scene where Yuu is caught cheating in bed. Makoto Hirasawa said that such a scene would definitely only happen in third-rate flop novels.

After having breakfast, I said goodbye to the three girls at a fork in the road, and then went to Xiuhua for class.

The morning passed quickly and it was time for a pleasant lunch.

It feels like I haven’t seen Xiao Boqi for a long time. Let’s go find her!

Makoto Hirasawa takes his lunch box and sets out on a journey to find his favorite.

Rooftop?

No, it seems that the last punishment was too humiliating, and Little Pochi has moved to another position.

The corner of the stairs on the first floor?

No.

Not in the empty auditorium, not in the shadow behind the statue of the principal.

In this case, it is only possible that...

It was lunch time and the indoor stadium was empty.

A person-high canvas sponge is folded into a cushion.

A pink-haired girl half-crouched on the ground and cautiously poked her head out.

No one was around.

call……

The slanting ahoge trembled, and Goto Ichiri felt relieved, but at the same time felt a little lost.

(It seems that Hirasawa-san didn't come...)

(No, no!)

Goto Ichiri shook his head vigorously.

(I came here without telling Hirasawa-san...)

(If Hirasawa finds me, I will definitely be punished!)

Thinking of this, Goto Ichiri was startled by himself and quickly retracted his head.

"Hurry up..."

Goto Ichiri's pupils suddenly shrank and her eyes met with Hirasawa Makoto, who was sitting next to her and was about to laugh out loud.

"!!!"

Little Boqi proved that

When people are extremely scared, they will not make any screams at all. This is a biological instinct for self-protection to prevent being exposed and harmed.

"Little Pochi..."

Before Hirasawa Makoto could finish his words, the pink-haired girl's eyes went dark and she leaned straight on the cushion behind her as if she had fainted.

However, he had anticipated this and just stretched out a finger skillfully:

"Little Pochi, little Pochi? If you don't wake up, I'm going to start poking you~"

Having said that, his hand had already pressed on that soft spot.

Volume 1: Chapter 70: Fierce Battle in the Gymnasium!

Soft and springy, like a very chewy pudding.

With gentle force, half of the fingernail seems to be covered, and a faint milky fragrance floats into the nose.

“Hmph…”

Goto Ichiri murmured something meaningless, then came back to life, and the steam engine began to work.

"Ping, Ping Ze, please, ah, please ...

Even so, the girl did not dare to resist, but just looked at Hirasawa Makoto with tears in her eyes.

Today, Xiaoboqi’s energy is replenished!

Hirasawa Makoto withdrew his hand and touched Goto Ichiri's head as if nothing had happened:

"Alright, alright, little Pochi...it's okay, it's over."

It's obviously a way to coax a child. If it were Azimiao, she would definitely complain that it's too childish.

But for little Bochi, the tone was just right.

Goto Ichiri just shuddered all over and narrowed his eyes, but after a while his little face was filled with a happy expression.

The Shimokitazawa pink wild hammer snake is easy to raise and will be very happy if you just touch its head every day.

"Why did little Pochi come here alone?"

The pink-haired girl answered subconsciously:

"Ah, because Hirasawa-san knows how to kiss, it's so scary..."

Goto Ichiri covered his mouth with his face flushed, and hurriedly said:

“No, no, no, actually I want to write lyrics.”

She picked up the notebook beside her and showed it to Hirasawa Makoto:

"I really want to find inspiration for writing lyrics..."

Hirasawa Makoto took the notebook with interest, but did not open it. Instead, he continued to ask:

“What do you mean by inspiration?”

"Ah, actually..."

Goto Ichiri explained.

It turned out that the girl was troubled by the issue of writing lyrics. Although she had written a few songs, she always felt that they were too dark and heavy, and did not match the glamorous members of the band. So she thought of coming to the indoor stadium to find the feeling of youth and write it into the songs.

"Stadium, youthful feeling?"

A handsome boy sweating on the basketball court, a cute girl shyly handing over a wet towel, and groups of boys and girls sitting on the waxed floor, discussing the hottest topics of the moment...

But this was too far away for Goto Ichiri.

"I feel uncomfortable when I enter the stadium, so I hide on the rooftop during indoor classes."

Goto Ichiri lowered his head and curled up.

"So I don't know what this feeling is. I can only come here when no one is around and imagine the lively scene."

"..."

Not to mention the youthful lyrics, just saying that a person fantasizes about this is too pitiful!

Hirasawa Makoto patted the pink-haired girl on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"It's right not to come. When there are a lot of people, the smell of sweat and feet can shatter the filter of youthfulness."

Just like the shoe cabinet downstairs in the teaching building, not everyone is a beautiful girl who loves cleanliness like Pochi Kita and Dai Wei!

"Even if the exhaust fan is turned to smoke, the smell cannot be removed."

puff.

Goto Ichiri was amused and showed a peaceful smile, and his ahoge trembled with pleasure.

Little Pochi seldom smiles outside, but he is really cute when he smiles.

In fact, the so-called feeling of youth is far away in the horizon and right in front of you!

Hirasawa Makoto felt as if his heart had been hit by 10,000 critical hits.

No, the cuteness invasion is about to start happening again. I really want to kiss little Pochi until his face turns red and his eyes roll back!

Roll your eyes...

Hirasawa Makoto thought of something and suddenly leaned over to Goto Ichiri's ear and whispered:

"In addition to classes, sometimes youthful things happen in the gymnasium."

(Besides classes?)

"Eh eh eh?"

Goto Ichiri subconsciously followed Hirasawa Makoto and lowered his voice and asked curiously.

"Well, it depends more on luck..."

Before he finished speaking, intermittent footsteps were heard not far away, as if the person was walking on tiptoe, afraid of being discovered.

"Sho, is it really okay to be here?"

The female voice sounded a little panicked and ashamed.

"What are you afraid of? There is no one here at noon, and if there are any, they are just inconspicuous little bugs like watermelon worms."

The male voice sounded impatient.

"..."

(Woo woo woo, I am indeed a dark animal on the level of a watermelon worm)

Even though he surfs the Internet intensively, Goto Ichiri would never associate public places with that kind of thing. For someone with social phobia, the mere thought of it would make him faint!

Hirasawa Makoto raised his eyebrows. He was quite lucky. What he said came true.

Lie.

He turned his head, put his index finger to his lips, signaled Goto Ichiri not to speak loudly, and mouthed:

“This is more in line with the youthful feel of the gym.”

The footsteps faded away a little, and seemed to have reached the ping-pong table not far from the gymnastics area.

"Hmm~ Wait, wait a minute, did you bring that?"

"Of course I did. Let's hurry up. We can do it one more time!"

tearing~

Hirasawa Makoto looked strange. It was not good to have strong hearing. He could clearly hear the sound of the bag being torn apart...

And some slight, sticky water sounds.

(No, that’s not possible!)

Even Goto Ichiri had expected this. He covered his mouth in disbelief, and his ears were flushed.

Pa pa pa pa pa…

Crisp slapping sounds were heard, accompanied by delicate gasps.

(No, I can’t believe that we are really doing that kind of thing in a place like this!)

Goto Ichiri bit her lip and listened to the two people's intense exercise. It seemed that the temperature in the entire gymnasium rose by several degrees. She felt dizzy as if her head was burning.

Goto Ichiri, the whole place melts!

Perhaps unable to withstand the high temperature, the girl quickly turned into a puddle and flowed towards the edge of the cushion.

Hirasawa Makoto was quick to act, he hugged little Pochi and whispered in her ear:

"Wait, don't let us get discovered..."

They are now hiding behind the mat, and if their faces are seen, the couple might be blamed and accused of doing something secretly in the gym.