Tokyo host

Chapter 305 Coffee is bitter

"Idiot, pervert!"

Kojima Shoko left Gong Bai Yuyou's room angrily, and the pair of slippers she was wearing even made a crackling sound on the wooden floor.

……

Futaba Makoto was lying on the bed at this time, Gong Bai Yuyou just lay on his body like this, the fluffy pajamas brought a warm touch, and even felt soft - the girl's long hair was scattered on his chest and cheeks, slightly It was a little itchy, and it made him say: "Yu You, have you played enough?"

The girl's delicate and pretty face was expressionless, but she closed her eyes, and her pink lips were as attractive as jelly, as if she was implying something.

"Ahem, the plastic sheets are used up." Makoto Futaba coughed dryly.

Gong Baiyu slowly opened her eyes, and a strange smile suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Futaba Makoto reacted.

That's right, this guy should have prepared a lot.

late at night--

In the corridor, the door of a certain room suddenly opened, and a petite girl ran out secretly holding a pillow.

Naturally, it was Shoko Kojima.

"Heh heh heh, how dare a perverted doll girl compete with my tauren master?" Shoko Kojima stood in front of Makoto Futaba's room and said, whimpering.

There was playfulness in her eyes, she raised her finger slightly and put it on her lips and smiled, "I'm almost going to 'eat' the senior, let that guy know that I am the final winner."

Looking at the door of the room in front of him, Kojima Shoko conjured a key out of nowhere and was about to insert it when he suddenly froze.

The door doesn't seem to be locked?
The girl pushed lightly, and the door slowly opened, and it was pitch black inside, only the background light of the computer desk on the side flickered slightly.

After standing at the door for a few seconds, Kojima Shoko came to his senses, and laughed mischievously, "Senior didn't lock it, so I'm coming in~~~"

She hugged the pillow with one hand, and slowly closed the door with the other...

Half a minute later, Shoko Kojima dragged the pillow and walked out of the room expressionlessly.

Well.

So where did the big senior go? !

Shoko Kojima stood at the door and thought for a while, and finally his eyes stayed on the room of the perverted woman at the end of the side.

over there?
Shoko Kojima thought about it, but felt it was impossible.

However, with the mentality of giving it a try, she came to the room at the end, saw the words [Miyabai Yuyou] written on the door plate, Shoko Kojima crossed her arms and tapped the floor with her toes.

She reached out and tentatively touched the doorknob.After confirming that it was locked, Shoko Kojima stood there for a while before planning to go back.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Shoko Kojima, who had a keen ear, noticed the faint voice, she was slightly puzzled, and then put her ear against the crack of the door——

Half a minute passed.

"Senior is really inside!" Kojima Shoko blinked his clear eyes, then bit his lips with a blushing face, "Damn it, I was the one who failed."

She stood in front of the door and muttered, then put her ears to it, and finally knelt down slowly.

"Cheng, it's my turn." After Shoko Kojima eavesdropped for a while, a third person's voice suddenly appeared inside.

Ok?
Anyone else? !

Kojima Shoko opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Eh? !

Is there such an expansion? !
……

The next day, in the living room, at the dining table in the early morning.

"Ding Ding." The knife and fork made a slight sound on the plate, Futaba Makoto yawned, "Ha..."

He did his homework all night last night, worked hard until after four o'clock before falling asleep, he was really tired.

Compared to Makoto Futaba, the faces of the two girls next to her were bright and brimming with happiness.

"Brother Ah Cheng, what's wrong with you, you look like you haven't had enough sleep." Yuko asked at this moment in the morning, and then seemed to understand something, "Hey, I see."

Makoto Futaba was taken aback: "You know?"

The sound insulation is so good, you shouldn't be able to hear it.

"It must have been playing games all night." Yuko said with a smile, "I guess right?"

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Well, it can be considered a game, the kind of sports game that three people play together.

"Eat well, Yuko." Morning Nana interrupted Yuko's complacent look.

"Ha..." Makoto Futaba couldn't help yawning again after seeing this scene, but this time he wasn't the only one who yawned. Shoko Kojima, who was sitting on the side, was also sleepy with Makoto Futaba. The same, almost synchronously making the same action.

"Kojima, are you awake?" Seeing Kojima Shoko's panda-like dark circles, Makoto Futaba asked.

Shoko Kojima snorted, then shook his head: "It's okay, senior..."

"Maybe it's because I studied too late last night." Shoko Kojima muttered.

"So that's how it is. We all have good academic performance, and we are sophomores. If you don't understand anything, Kojima, you can come and learn from us." Makoto Futaba smiled.

Find you to learn.

"I did learn a lot last night..."

"Ok?"

"Wh-nothing, ah ha ha ha." Shoko Kojima hurriedly slapped a sloppy eye on it.

Futaba Makoto nodded, and continued to eat the sandwich in front of him.

Although he is also sleepy, he can go to school to catch up on sleep. With his academic performance, the teachers all turn a blind eye.

After all, that's what Makoto Futaba did after playing games all night before.

At this moment, Suzuki Kaoru suddenly brought a glass of something and placed it next to his right hand.

"Coffee?" Makoto Futaba recognized the cup at a glance.

"Refreshing." Suzuki Kaoru said, "If you are sleepy, you can try this."

"I really like coffee." Makoto Futaba picked up the coffee and took a sip.

After a few seconds, his face suddenly turned pale.

so bitter? !
"pure?!"

"Pure effect is good." Kaoru Suzuki ate the sandwich in small bites, and seemed not at all surprised that Makoto Futaba would have such a reaction.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

He can't drink this stuff, it's better to add sugar and condensed milk honestly.

"Hey Ah Cheng, give me a try." In the morning, Nana raised her hand like a student rushing to answer because she had never drunk pure coffee.

"Give."

"Hmm." After taking a sip in the morning, Nana stuck out her tongue.

Sure enough, it is not for people to drink.

"Suzuki, you still need to add sugar, no one can drink pure coffee." Makoto Futaba smiled helplessly, and said to Kaoru Suzuki.

Kaoru Suzuki looked up at Makoto Futaba: "I can drink."

After speaking, he took a sip from the cup without changing his face.

"There is no one but you." Futaba Makoto had no choice but to say this.

Suzuki's smoked amber eyes moved slightly, and stayed on Gong Bai Yuyou's body, "No, Gong Bai can actually do it."

Eh?
Makoto Futaba looked at Gong Bai Yuyou in surprise, this guy with a sweet tooth can drink this kind of black coffee without sugar?

Gong Baiyuyou was eating breakfast like a hamster with bulging cheeks. After hearing everyone talking about herself, she blinked her beautiful eyes and looked innocent.

"Can you drink this coffee, Yu You?" Makoto Futaba asked.

After Gong Baiyuyou saw the coffee Futaba Makoto handed over, she just felt thirsty, so she drank it all in one go.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Good, so strong.

Futaba Makoto and Morning Nana looked at each other.

They are the weakest?

"Isn't it bad?" Makoto Futaba asked the expressionless girl beside her.

Gong Baiyu looked at Futaba Makoto, then handed over the notebook——

[(ω) The coffee you drank was sweet to me. ]
Makoto Futaba covered her mouth and lowered her head.

Where did you learn the lines? It's too illegal, right? !
After the morning routine, Makoto Futaba and the others planned to go to school.

It's just that when we walked to the street of Meilin Street with everyone, Makoto Futaba felt a little puzzled when he saw the pedestrians passing by.

People... have they increased?
"Morning, Makoto!" A neighbor greeted Makoto Futaba with a very bright expression on his face.

"Morning, Uncle Fujiwara." Futaba Makoto said, then stopped and asked curiously, "Why do you feel that the traffic has increased today?"

Uncle Fujiwara, who sells tofu, scratched his head and nodded his chin: "Yes, there are more customers today, and it's only morning, so I don't know why."

He showed his snow-white teeth, "Maybe it's because of the video you made a few days ago."

"Ahaha, I hope." Thinking of the poor number of broadcasts, Makoto Futaba smiled and shook his head.

Without taking this matter to heart, Makoto Futaba and Nana and the others returned to school.

Just like what that guy from Ninomiya said, the school really came looking for him——

"Student Futaba, the principal wants you to go to the office." Makoto Futaba and the others had just sat in their seats, when a teacher appeared at the door of the classroom and said.

Not only that, but the radio also sounded in sync.

[Makoto Futaba, class 2A, please go to the chairman's office. ]
[Makoto Futaba, class 2A, please go to the chairman's office. ]
……

"Sure enough." Futaba Makoto tilted his head slightly and thought about it. If he was looking for him, it must be because of the Kendo Department, right?

"Ah Cheng, why did the principal ask you?" Takahashi Tetsuya and the others were obviously surprised, after all, this was not the first time.

You must know that the last time seemed to be because Makoto Futaba was embraced by Nana in the early morning and Yuyou Gongbai into the campus, and was finally accepted by his classmates.

This time, is it because Makoto Futaba's team has grown stronger?

"Okay, don't think about it, the principal is actually quite easy to get along with." Makoto Futaba said, "If the teacher asks about it later in class, just say that I went to the chairman's office."

"oh oh."

Makoto Futaba came to the administrative building next door. After stopping in the chairman's office, he reached out and knocked.

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in." A voice quickly came from inside.

Makoto Futaba stretched out his hand and pushed the door open: "Excuse me."

In sight, it was an old man with gray hair sitting behind the desk with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Futaba-san."

"Ah." Makoto Futaba could only smile, "Principal, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't be nervous, this time it's not because of your dating." The principal stood up slowly and said with his hands behind his back, "As I said last time, Guangguang High School has never had any rules preventing students from dating. All kinds of things will happen, as for how many girls you date, as long as you don’t do anything that hurts your classmates, then the school won’t care, let alone you are still the top students in the second grade.”

After finishing speaking, he paused, "So, I have other business with you this time."

"Is it about acting as a classmate?" Futaba Makoto said bluntly, "Principal, you must be blaming me, right?"

After all, the school recruited a lot of money to recruit special students, but he beat him up just like that.

The school did suffer a great loss. I heard that the guy was invited to hit the title of the competition.

"Yes, and no." The principal smiled, "I did come to you because of this matter, but I didn't want to blame you."

"Although I don't understand kendo, I know that this is a world where the strong are respected." The principal continued, "So if you win against a classmate, it can only prove your strength. As for his self-confidence was hit in the end. Dropping out of school can only be said to be a performance that a classmate does not have the mentality that a strong person should have."

"So, how can our Guangming High School blame you?"

The principal said one thing after another, Futaba smiled dryly, did he know that the old man in front of him was not looking for him to say [you are right], [it is because he has a bad mentality] and other topics.

After a while, Makoto Futaba sighed: "Principal, please speak up."

The headmaster showed an approving expression, and he didn't make any detours, "Can you join the Kendo Club to take the vacant position of Yiyan?"

really.

"Regarding this matter, Ninomiya-san has already approached me in advance." Makoto Futaba said.

"Oh?" The principal was a little surprised, "So you refused."

"Yes, although I know kendo, I'm actually not interested in this kind of competition that is more entertaining than practical." Makoto Futaba also said frankly, "The kendo passed down from my family is for self-protection or to protect others. , not for showing off to others.”

When the principal heard this, he didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, the old man sighed: "Oh, that's really a pity."

"Originally, the school prepared a large amount of scholarships. It not only gave the Kendo Department a lot of activity funds, but also bought a batch of new equipment." The principal said, and then secretly glanced at Futaba Makoto's expression.

"Student Futaba doesn't agree, so it seems that I have to give up first. I don't want to participate in this year's competition of the Kendo Club."

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

You don't look like you're about to give up on acting, do you?
After Futaba Makoto complained about the old fox in his heart, he began to ponder slightly, because he was not sure whether the principal's words about not participating were true.

If it's true, that Ninomiya guy will definitely be very sad when he finds out about it.

After all, she was also my younger sister, and she ran over to ask him specifically last time.

"Then I'll think about it." Makoto Futaba could only say.

The headmaster's originally sighing appearance suddenly beamed with joy: "Okay, okay, then think about it again."

Why do you guys change faces faster than turning the pages of a book? !
"By the way, Futaba, why don't you think about joining the student union?" The principal seemed to be in a good mood, and asked Makoto Futaba about joining the student union last time, "You know, the student union The chairman and vice-chairman have no love experience, and they are always at a loss when dealing with some campus issues."

"As the love master of Guangming High School, it's good to help them."

Master of Love...

Shuangye Cheng: "?"

Who got the nickname?
And you, an old man, do you want to gossip about the love affairs of students like this? !

(End of this chapter)