Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 179 Summer Night
Walk along the road paved with bluestone slabs, and at the end of the road is a snow maple tree.

This season, the snow maple has just bloomed, and the green branches and leaves are lush and swaying gently with the breeze.

"Where did the minister get this snow maple tree?" Natsume Zeping asked.

"Maldives."

Yu Gonghui's gaze was always on the villa in the distance, and he only answered his questions casually.

".There are snow maple trees in the Maldives?"

"You may have."

Such an inhumane speech made Natsume Zehei speechless.Looking at the lush snow maple trees, he smelled money.

While in a daze, the two walked under the snow maple tree.

The terrain here is relatively flat, and the grass is soft to step on, even if you lie down, you won't feel uncomfortable.

With such thoughts in mind, Natsume Zehei jumped lightly twice, attracting Megumi Amamiya's bewildered eyes.

She stopped, the skirt swaying in the wind no longer swayed, and the long white legs under the skirt were close together, the curves were beautiful and intoxicating.

"Right here, you get ready."

"prepare for?"

Xia Mu's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little apprehensive.

Seeing Yugong Hui's ugly appearance just now, this woman is probably angry and wants to get rid of him.

Xia Mu looked at the bushes, wondering if this lady had hidden five hundred knives and axemen—as long as she gave an order, she would rush out and chop herself into a pulp.

As if guessing what he was thinking, the corner of Yu Gonghui's mouth raised a contemptuous arc: "No one wants to kill you."

"I'm just admiring the environment."

Natsume Zeping said calmly without changing his expression.

"The members of Natsume's desperate sophistry also make people find it funny." Amamiya Hui said bluntly.

"As long as the minister is happy."

Natsume Zehei shrugged, bent over and performed a standard gentleman's salute, and then reached out to Megumi Amamiya who was facing him.

The environment here is very good, the air is also pleasant, and it couldn't be more suitable for dancing.

Yu Gonghui hesitated for a moment, and grabbed his hand.

The hands are big, the palms are warm and soft to hold.

— like a stove.

She was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

"Maid outfit?" Natsume Zehei asked.

She shook her head, with a little helplessness on her pretty face, "Next time."

"Pity."

"To shut up."

"I feel sorry for myself."

"Then you can go back and change."

Her voice was a little soft, with a smile.

"Forget it." Natsume Zeping shook his head.

"Ah."

Yu Gonghui is not stingy with her contempt.

"Tango, waltz, or jig?" Natsume Zehei asked.

"You will?"

Yu Gonghui raised her eyebrows.

"I know these three, I practiced when I was learning the piano."

"You need to know this to learn piano?"

Yu Gonghui expressed surprise at the strange skills that Natsume Zeping mastered.

"When you go on stage, you need a little etiquette, so the piano teacher taught it." Natsume Zehei explained.

"Then waltz."

"Need me to beat the beat?"

"No, do you think I'm a novice?"

"The minister is no novice, but I am—by the way, I won't be angry if I step on your foot."

"I won't be angry, but I will punish you for jumping all the time."

".What if you don't step on it?"

"depend on mood."

Megumi Amamiya bowed slightly, leaving a smile as beautiful as the evening, and the evening wind blew her black hair and long skirt. At this moment, Natsume thought of the goddess Aphrodite, the god who symbolized beauty.

It wasn't until Yu Gonghui's chuckle came after a long time that he realized that he had been standing still and staring at her for a long time.

After reacting, Natsume Zehei pretended to be nonchalant, and used moving and unskilled dance steps to cover up his embarrassment.

Amamiya Megumi's pace is neither fast nor slow. Although she hasn't danced for a long time, she is unexpectedly proficient, which puts a lot of pressure on her partner. Not everyone is a genius. Natsume Zehei doesn't usually touch ballroom dancing. Now he just keeps up The rhythm is very strenuous.

"minister."

"Ok?"

"You stepped on me."

"Feel sorry."

"...again."

"Ah, I'm sorry~"

Amamiya Hui's beautiful and gentle face showed a heart-warming smile.

No matter how you look at it, this woman seems to be doing it on purpose!

Natsume Zehei raised his eyebrows, his good impression of Yu Gonghui was shattered a lot.

After 10 minutes, Natsume Zehei slowed down a bit and panted slightly.

"Do you want to continue?"

"Go ahead and dance until I'm happy."

Having said that, Amamiya Hui still stopped.

She let go of Natsume's hand, put her hand on her skirt, and sat down on the grass.

Natsume Zehei stretched to make sure his muscles were fine before sitting down.

"It's too close, is member Natsume taking this opportunity to confess his love to me?" Amamiya Hui glanced at him.

"Oh I move."

"It's too far away now."

".Now?"

"Exactly, just keep this distance."

The two of them didn't speak, they stared at the night sky, or maybe the plane was in a daze.

The sky in Ochanomizu is indeed clearer. From the bottom up, there is a Milky Way all over the starry sky, and because it is the middle of May, the moon is particularly round.

From the riverside, no, it might be the evening wind blowing from Tokyo Bay, gently lifting Natsume's black hair like a caress.

The night in early summer was better than what Natsume thought. Although she didn't want to admit it, Megumi Amamiya was like Pandora hiding a magic box when she was quiet. Every frown and smile had infinite charm.

Time passed slowly.

The rumbling sound of the evening tram reverberates, this area looks like an old man in his twilight years, the lights on the side of the road are gradually extinguished, passers-by are drunkenly walking through the quiet avenue, and occasionally a few people stop, staring at the flickering nightclub in a daze.

Natsume Zeping patted his clothes and stood up: "It's time to go, I won't be able to catch the tram later."

"I'll have someone take you back." Yu Gonghui walked towards the villa.

"No, I want to drop by the convenience store to see friends."

"Is it a way to go to the convenience store, or is it a way to see friends?"

"There are all of them, but I came to dance today just by chance, and the main purpose is to see the minister's maid outfit." Natsume Zehei said.

"Before I get mad, you'd better go away."

Yu Gonghui snorted.

Natsume Zehei unilaterally judged himself the winner because she did not refute.

Seeing his smug smile, Amamiya Megumi started:
"Also, about the maid pretending—since I agreed, I won't break the contract."

"Oh?" He stopped.

"5, 4, 3, 2"

Before Amamiya Kei finished counting, Natsume Zehei hurriedly left.

Train arrival: "Next stop, Chiba"

Natsume Zehei came out of the carriage carrying a shoulder bag.Several female high school students who came back late because of playing, looked at his back and were a little lost.

Walking in the dark path, looking up at the stars, Natsume Zehei hummed to the sailor in a low voice.

The shadows under the street lamps lengthened and shortened, constantly disillusioned.

"It's eleven o'clock"

Seeing that it was getting late, Natsume Zehei quickened his pace, hoping to arrive at the convenience store as soon as possible before the store manager left.

'On weekends, how about eating curry? '

'Well, still curry. '

　Finally caught up with the update.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)