Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Because they arrived late, the two were seated on the left side of the last row, behind the last window. Naruzawa Kaede sat on the left, and Yamada Ryo sat on the right.

So, when Narusawa Kaede stood to the side of Yamada Ryo, he blocked the afternoon sun. A gray shadow climbed up to Yamada Ryo's head, and part of Yamada Ryo's dark blue hair was stuck to his face, while another part was somehow tucked into the collar behind his neck.

Even though she was in the classroom, she was sleeping on her desk, her cherry-like mouth slightly open. No drool was visible, but when Mingze Feng's gaze fell on the textbook lying flat under her face, he noticed that the paper was slightly wrinkled, as if it had been wet and then dried.

Mingze Feng couldn't help but chuckle softly, without waking Liang. Instead, he reached out and gently picked up strands of her hair one by one.

Hmm, I wasn't home last night, so I didn't wash her hair.

Ryoya Yamada was very determined not to wash his hair.

I suppose this was part of her being stubborn.

However, Yamada Ryo's hair is actually in pretty good condition. If she doesn't wash it for just one day, it might become fluffy, messy, and tangled, but it definitely won't have much dirt on it.

However, for girls, messiness is a real problem.

Picking out the strands of hair that had been pressed down behind his neck and letting them fall, Naruzawa Kaede noticed the strands of hair sticking up at Yamada Ryo's temples. He reached out and pressed them down, and after a brief smoothing, they stuck up again.

Naruzawa Kaede played with the ends of Yamada Ryo's hair on the side of his face without getting tired of it.

Seemingly because of the familiar touch, Yamada Ryo couldn't help but nod slightly. It was clear that the girl's face was pressed against the textbook with her lips pouting, and with her movements, her delicate skin and exquisite sleeping face made Narusawa Kaede feel even calmer.

The classroom dwindled, and before anyone knew who was the last to leave, a very soft gasp could be heard.

"Ah...you guys were taking pictures of me without my consent—"

“Shhhhhi——”

“It’s so beautiful…”

"Is this what love is like...?"

"What a nice view--"

The door closed as they chatted in hushed tones.

Were you photographed?

Being photographed like this seems similar to the incident with Shiina Tatsuki last week. Speaking of that incident, Naruzawa Kaede had only been grinding skill points for two days, sharpening his knives, when the online discussion about it suddenly disappeared.

It's amazing.

To be honest, Naruzawa Kaede hadn't thought about what his school days were like in a long time. Wearing his long-forgotten uniform like this, spending an afternoon in the classroom...

Mingze Feng spends most of this time writing lyrics and composing music, and occasionally stares blankly at the greenery outside the window.

Naruzawa Kaede lowered his head, his gaze falling on Yamada Ryo's slightly parted lips.

Further down, perhaps for convenience, the tie was casually tossed into the desk pocket, and several buttons under the neck were undone.

Seriously, this person clearly wasn't planning on paying attention in class.

"Feng... help me comb my hair..."

Yamada Ryo remained slumped over the table, muttering incoherently. His shadow receded below the wooden tabletop, and a few golden rays fell upon his forehead, reflecting light off his deep blue hair.

Naruzawa Kaede went to find a comb. It was something Yamada Ryo had given him sometime during a conversation where he told Yamada Ryo to take responsibility, and then stuffed it into his hand.

Seriously...it's chilly...

"Hurry up... we'll be late for school..."

No, school's already over.

Thinking this, Mingze Feng gathered a strand of hair and gently pressed the comb against it.

Yamada Ryo shook her head up and down, while Narusawa Kaede's gaze was fixed on her forehead. As Narusawa Kaede lifted her bangs, sunlight fell on her fair skin.

If I press it, Liang won't wake up, right?

Part of her hair, part of it, was lifted into her palm, and the comb was used to smooth the crisscrossing ends of her hair.

Yamada Ryo's lips

"There are still things to do today..."

"Okay, okay~ I have things to do today, my little princess."

"...Ouch? That hurts...Ugh, Feng, you pulled my head again...Sigh..."

Yamada Ryo stared blankly ahead, causing Narusawa Kaede to raise her hand and wave it in front of her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Naruzawa Kaede saw Yamada Ryo raise his hand and press it against her cheek, which had been pressed against the book for an hour.

The more Yamada Ryo moved around, the more uncomfortable he felt all over.

My mouth was visibly drooling and dry, and felt very cold. My face also looked stuffy from being pressed down for who knows how long.

Yamada Ryo yawned softly, then turned to look at Narusawa Kaede and casually asked, "...Was I asleep?"

It seems she has just woken up and her mind is still a bit foggy.

He had only combed the hair at the back, so Yamada Ryo's bangs were still messy. Coupled with his sleepy, dazed look, Naruzawa Kaede couldn't help but chuckle.

This coolness is also quite lovely.

Mingze Feng put the comb into his pocket, then rolled up his sleeves.

Yamada Ryo still had those listless, half-open, dead fish eyes.

But as Naruzawa Kaede pulled her sleeves up behind her elbows, Yamada Ryo still sensed something unusual.

"Um... what are you going to do?"

"It's coming!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—! Hahaha, it itches, stop messing around..."

Yamada Ryo's collar was open, and Narusawa Kaede easily pulled open the back of her collar and then slipped his arm inside.

Yamada Ryo shrank her neck, her waist twisting uncontrollably because of Naruzawa Kaede's hand on her back. Naruzawa Kaede even patted her and tickled her ticklish spots. Yamada Ryo laughed so hard that tears streamed down her face.

She grabbed the textbook from the table, rolled it into a stick with her palms, and then banged it towards Mingze Feng beside her.

"Let go! Let go! You idiot Feng, Ah Hou! You big idiot!"

When Naruzawa Kaede's hand brushed against the bra strap on Yamada Ryo's back, Yamada Ryo's reaction became even more intense. She pushed the table away and stood up.

As he bent over and pushed Naruzawa Kaede's arm away, Yamada Ryo also covered his loosely buttoned collar and then jumped up and pounced on him.

There were other desks nearby, and fearing that Yamada Ryo might fall, Naruzawa Kaede hugged her and supported her bottom with his hands.

"Plan goes through!"

Yamada Ryo roared. She knew what Naruzawa Kaede would do. Now, she had Naruzawa Kaede's two hands under her control! The situation had now reversed.

With his thighs tightly clamped around Naruzawa Kaede's waist, Yamada Ryo unbuttoned Naruzawa Kaede's shirt in front of his stomach and slipped one hand inside.

Yamada Ryo grinned, gritting her teeth, determined to get back all the humiliation she had just suffered!

Then a small, cold hand slipped inside Mingze Feng's shirt.

While Yamada Ryo felt very hot, Narusawa Kaede only felt very cool.

A cool little hand gently caressed his lower abdomen, trying to make Naruzawa Kaede smile. As the warmth of Naruzawa Kaede's body radiated from him, Yamada Ryo's little hand also warmed up.

Yamada Ryo did not make Narusawa Kaede laugh.

However, when Naruzawa Kaede's hand landed on Yamada Ryo's waist, the girl couldn't stop laughing.

Yamada Ryo rarely played around like this; she was completely led astray by Narusawa Kaede. Her face was flushed, her eyes sparkling, but her hands kept moving.

The air was still filled with the scent of a young girl, but her lips were no longer those of a cherry blossom. Yamada Ryo laughed heartily, always exceptionally happy no matter where she came from.

Naruzawa Kaede was also very happy. But then, something else...

Leaning forward slightly, it felt like he could touch Yamada Ryo's thigh with his hand; in fact, this position could practically lift Yamada Ryo up...

Something is awakening.

Mingze Feng reminded him, "...Cool?"

Yamada Ryo was having a great time and thought Narusawa Kaede was about to give in. But she wasn't having it, so she said, "Even if you apologize now, I won't forgive you. I want to touch you back."

"No, I meant to say..."

"Even if you beg me, it won't help!"

"Ah, I am this..."

"What?" Yamada Ryo stopped what she was doing, met Narusawa Kaede's gaze, and then followed his gaze downwards.

"...You idiot! This is a classroom!"

"Then why aren't you coming down?"

"Hmph." Yamada Ryo hugged Narusawa Kaede's shoulders tightly, gently biting his ear, "We were wearing safety shorts, you know~"

It was provocative, absolutely provocative. The intonation and cadence in his voice made it sound as if witnessing Mingze Feng's defeat was a great victory.

Naruzawa Kaede leaned close to Yamada Ryo's ear, a few strands of her deep blue hair falling in front of her eyes. Looking at her pink earlobe, Naruzawa Kaede blew a breath.

Feeling Yamada Ryo's trembling body in his arms, Narusawa Kaede laughed:

"It's scissors, I brought scissors."

It's the same pair of scissors that can be used to turn safety shorts and bodysuits into sexy lingerie!

This time, Yamada Ryo obediently got down on the ground. Her gaze, however, couldn't help but drift towards the spot Narusawa Kaede had pointed to.

"...I understand. Please forgive my rudeness, Lord Feng, and don't pursue the matter. I would never dare to be so arrogant again."

The girl's cheeks were unusually flushed. The playful commotion had subsided, and Yamada Ryo suddenly felt that she hadn't been herself just now.

Before, she could just sing and listen to music quietly by herself. When she found Mingze Feng, she just wanted to find someone who could accompany her to sing and listen to music quietly.

But now it has become like this.

Perhaps everyone wants to have fun with others, but they just haven't met the right people yet.

Thinking of this, Yamada Ryo chuckled softly.

Completely devoid of his usual quiet and handsome demeanor, he has become quiet again, which has brought him a lot of joy.

I can't bear to see this moment end like this.

I guess we should continue...

Yamada Ryo glanced at the table: textbooks, ballpoint pens, erasers... that's it.

A straight line, and the few-centimeter-long eraser smacked Naruzawa Kaede on the head. Accompanying it was Yamada Ryo's scolding.

"You idiot Feng, are you a child?! It would be so embarrassing if someone saw this in the classroom, they wouldn't dare come in."

Even Yamada Ryo knew that neither of them felt any shame whatsoever.

Mingze Feng squinted and smiled, "I was watching. Everyone outside has left. And what does it matter, Liang... weren't we supposed to be showing off our close relationship? I don't think just sitting together chatting wasn't enough."

Yamada Ryo narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "You just want to take advantage of me."

Mingze Feng nodded: "Yes, Liang is right."

Yamada Ryo glanced at Narusawa Kaede helplessly.

Seriously, how can this person be so shameless? Who did they learn this thick-skinned attitude from?!

"I..."

Yamada Ryo was about to speak.

The classroom sliding door was violently pushed open, and the red-haired intern teacher... who is now the homeroom teacher, was completely devoid of her usual gentle and virtuous demeanor.

"You two! If you want to do that kind of thing after school, then leave school properly and go wherever you want. This is a classroom, can't you be a little more considerate? Come to my office!"

Yamada Ryo and Narusawa Kaede exchanged a glance, fully realizing their mistake, and decided to gloss over it.

Yamada Ryo raised an eyebrow. 'Leave it to me.'

When he stood in front of the homeroom teacher, Yamada Ryo's face returned to its usual calm demeanor.

Yamada Ryo said, "...Teacher, we are just rehearsing married life."

"Then you need to be taught a lesson even more!"

On his way to the teachers' office, Naruzawa Kaede finally learned his homeroom teacher's surname... well, Sawako should be her given name.

In the teachers' office, facing two students, Ms. Sawako crossed her legs.