Comics, daily stories

"Nomiyama-san!!"

Looking back, I saw shaking hands, shaking...

The Sobu High School uniform has undoubtedly entered a quantum state where it is impossible to tell whether it is loose or tight.

If the clothes were tight, it would not explain why they swayed so much; if the clothes were loose, it would not explain the perfectly highlighted curves.

I'm so tired, so alone

After admiring the beautiful scenery, Nomiya turned around and continued walking.

"Nomi-san-san?"

Tuanzi's head popped out from the left and leaned forward to ask.

"Nomi-san-san?"

Then the head popped out from the right, leaning forward to look at him, curiosity in his eyes.

"Yuigahama-san, have you always been so outgoing?" Nomiya glanced at the head in front of him.

"Hehe." Hearing this, Yuigahama Yui stood up straight. She turned around and fumbled in her shoulder bag, took out a bag of biscuits and handed it over.

"Mom said we should thank Nomiyama-san for her help. These are the cookies she prepared."

"Well, I accept it. I'm very happy." Nomiyama accepted the small bag of cookies and opened it in front of him without any intention of being polite. He took out a piece and put it in his mouth.

Chewing, he turned his head to look at Yuigahama-san beside him.

Why don’t you leave yet?

Yuigahama Yui looked at him, stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Is it not delicious?"

"No, it's delicious, I like it very much." Nomiya withdrew his gaze and looked around.

Early in the morning, the main road leading to Sobu High School was certainly crowded with students. If one looked carefully, Nomiyama could even hear their whispers.

Feeling those stealthy gazes, his expression remained unchanged.

Very good, since the literary senior and the blonde lady, I will have a new scandal partner.

Maybe it’s a natural hottie this time?

He glanced at the other person and saw that he seemed to be smiling foolishly.

The silly hot girl seems to be also true.

"Nomiyama Kaze Early!!"

The sound grew louder as the person came closer.

Twisting his body, Nomiya dodged the kick coming from behind, then reached out and struck.

"pain!!!"

Looking at Eriri who was squatting down with her hands covering her head and whose voice was getting louder, Nomiyama looked helpless.

My acting is so bad, I didn't put any effort into it.

Why does Sayuri always teach Eriri weird things that she can't learn?

He reached out, took out a candy and handed it over.

The candy was snatched away in an instant and the hand was pulled aside.

Eriri Sawamura pulled him a few steps and carefully glanced at the female classmate who was standing there at a loss, her gaze pausing for a moment on her key parts.

Then he grabbed his collar fiercely and said, "Who is this?"

Nomiyama Kaze bent down cooperatively, and looked her in the eye. "The owner of the puppy I rescued yesterday came to express his gratitude to me."

His gaze lingered on the cute little face with a fierce look, and finally turned to those sky-blue eyes: "Eri, the classmates have seen it."

See it?

Eriri Sawamura was staring at his very close eyes in a trance. After hearing the words, she unconsciously glanced around and then looked at his face which was so close to her.

He subconsciously loosened his hands, his face flushed instantly, and he squatted down, holding his head.

Eriri is really easy to deal with.

After taking a look at Eriri who was squatting down and freezing, Nomiyama turned to look at Yuigahama.

"Yuigahama-san, please go ahead. Thanks, Cookie."

"Oh, okay." Yuigahama Yui took two steps forward, then turned her head and asked carefully, "Um, I shouldn't have affected your relationship, right?"

Affect us?

Nomiyama shook his head: "No, Eriri and I are not in that kind of relationship."

On the ground, Eriri Sawamura moved slightly.

"Is that so? That's good, otherwise I would have made a big mistake." Yuigahama Yui finally left with peace of mind. She stepped back and waved, "See you at school, Nomiyama-san."

"Well, see you at school."

Slimming: ba yi si jiu ling san qi jiu ba

Nomiyama waited until the natural neighbor left, continuing to eat his cookies, then squatted down next to her.

If she stood up and squatted down at the same time, it would be too abrupt, like a girl crying.

After chewing the biscuits for a long time, Nomiyama heard Eriri talking.

"I don't want you to accompany me."

"Oh, I'll go then."

"Don't leave."

"I see. You want to cut me into pieces, throw half away and keep the other half."

"I want some candy."

"Ah."

The two men stood up, took two steps, and then one of them stopped.

"My legs are numb."

"Eri, are there times when you feel like you're a nuisance?"

"You're the trouble!"

Nomiyama took out his cell phone, checked the time, ignored the gazes from the people around him, squatted slightly, and carried her on his back.

"Don't grab my legs!"

"Then I'll put you down?"

"no!"

Eriri Sawamura buried her head in his shoulder and neck, not daring to look up.

"Eri, what flavor did you get?"

Eriri Sawamura didn't answer, but just hugged him tightly with both hands and buried her head even harder.

"I'm not laughing at you."

“Bitter melon flavor…”

"It's okay, I tasted mustard this time."

With a distorted expression, Nomiyama bit the candy into pieces, making a crisp sound.

Eriri Sawamura didn't answer, just remained quiet.

She ate many chocolates, but she couldn't get the chocolate that represented love.

When the crisp sound disappeared, Sawamura Eriri reached out, grabbed a few petals of cherry blossoms above her head and handed them over.

Nomiyama took it and stuffed it into his mouth to relieve the strange taste in his mouth.

He was a little surprised: "You're not going to spit it out?"

"don't want..."

Eriri Sawamura just buried her head and spoke in a muffled voice.

She wondered if she could switch to something sweet after eating all these bitter ones.

......

During the lunch break, Nomiyama did not go to the rooftop immediately, but went to his service club activity room with his lunch box.

He seemed to have forgotten something. There was already an activity room, so why go to the rooftop?

As for Yukinoshita, once she finds out that the Service Club has been logged in first, she will come over on her own initiative.

Oh, Deputy Minister.

When he heard the knock on the door, he was looking at the activity room and thinking that it seemed a little dirty and needed to be cleaned.

After putting down his lunch box, he opened the door to the activity room and saw an unexpected person.

"Yuigahama-san, what's up?"

He walked out of the somewhat dull activity room and stood in the corridor.

跷0?⑵弍仈⑶○㈨⒏

"That..." Yuigahama Yui lowered her head and stirred with her fingers.

"Um... I heard that Nomiyama-san started a club..."

"Yes, Service Club, what's wrong?" Nomiyama glanced at the "Service Club" sign hanging in his activity room.

Could it be possible that he would come back alive the next day?

Yuigahama Yui blushed and looked conflicted.

Ok?

Nomiya narrowed his eyes slightly. What kind of reaction was this?

"Is it really okay to serve... Nomiyama-san..."

"Is it Nomiyama-san who came in person?"

Yuigahama Yui had given up and closed her eyes.

Serve? I come in person?

Yukinoshita, you're such a fool. I'm telling you that the term 'serve' is too ambiguous.

Nomiya was complaining in his head, but his body took a step forward and stared at Yuigahama's face with her eyes closed.

Yuigahama Yui opened her eyes and found that he was getting closer, so she stepped back with a "whoa" and leaned against the wall.

Nomiya continued to move closer, one step, two steps.

He smiled, "Who asked Yuigahama-san to ask such a thing?"

Yuigahama Yui averted her gaze: "I...I want to ask it myself."

"Yuigahama-san isn't that bold."

The smile spread. "If you don't tell me, I'll have to fulfill my duties as the Minister of Service. Well, this place is very remote. In theory, you can do this and that without anyone passing by."

“It’s Yumiko!! It’s Yumiko!!”

Yuigahama Yui closed her eyes, raised her hands against the wall, and chose to surrender.

"Oh, let her ask me herself. No, I'll go back and ask her later in class."

After saying this, Nomiya was about to retreat, but he frowned.

Malice, huge and completely unconcealed malice.

He tilted his head and looked to the other side of the corridor.

The girl stood tall and graceful, with the spring breeze blowing around her body, lifting the ends of her hair, which swayed gently.

A face that is cute to the point of being unfair, and lips as beautiful as the cherry blossom petals floating before your eyes. These cute and gentle descriptions come together on her, but there is a sharp coldness.

You finally walked out of the painting.