I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

Something elastic, soft, warm, and almost imperceptible as a rounded object pressed tightly against me, leaving no gaps.

"Is it really necessary to be this close?" Without blushing, Yuu Tenkuji asked out of curiosity.

“If you’re going to act, you have to go all the way, understand?” With a perfect smile, Natsukawa Masuzu said sarcastically in a low voice, “Those couples who love physical contact, as expected, all they have in their minds is the desire to reproduce and the fear of facing loneliness... It’s just skin to skin, there’s no feeling of happiness at all.”

Tenkuji Yuu was taken aback: "You just want to know this?"

Natsukawa Masaki didn't answer, but just gave him a charming sidelong glance and smiled meaningfully.

Chapter Nineteen: Can you massage my shoulders?

This was the first time Yuu Tenkuji had ever experienced being carried to school with someone holding her arm and entwined with her.

Is this what they call a "real-life person"?

No, even the most popular people wouldn't be this brazen, getting this intimate first thing in the morning...

"That's the difference between us and those couples."

"If you have nothing to hide, you won't feel guilty or ashamed to do this in public."

With a hint of pride in her voice, Natsukawa Masaki rested her head on his shoulder, looked at the people who were staring at them, and suddenly her soft lips curled up into a perfect smile.

Yuu Tenkuji watched from the side, and couldn't help but think:

How many men has this foul-stricken smile sent to hell so far?

At least there have been many more guys who, after being stunned, have been hitting people, trees, or even telephone poles.

The image of an elfin, stunningly beautiful mixed-race girl nestled beside a man has shattered the pure hearts of countless young men, leaving behind only despair.

Unfortunately, they didn't realize that, apart from the slight warmth of her chest, this closeness was neither cozy nor romantic; it was simply the bodies of strangers pressed together.

Neither he nor she felt their heart race for even half a second because of this.

Unsurprisingly, the two were treated like monkeys being paraded through the streets until they entered the school gate.

They walked calmly through the school gate as if it were a habit, their expressions unchanged, and then they were stopped by the disciplinary committee members.

"Beep—While student relationships aren't prohibited, for the sake of the school's atmosphere, please refrain from this level of physical contact in public!"

"Really? They're transfer students from abroad, they don't know the rules in Japan."

Saying this with a hint of regret, Natsukawa Masaki released his arm and straightened the wrinkles on his clothes.

"May I ask why this school doesn't prohibit students from dating? It's a school with such a high rate of student delinquency."

The disciplinary committee member, hands on hips, said earnestly, "That's because, of course, for those who can get into this high school, romance usually helps with academic progress!"

"Pah! I don't want to hear your bullshit."

"...What?" As if she had started a rapid chant, what Natsukawa Masuzu just said sounded like a single syllable, causing the disciplinary committee member to blink in confusion.

Natsukawa Masuzu smiled gently: "There's nothing there~ Thank you for your answer, I'm going into the classroom."

"See you at noon, Ayou."

After turning to say goodbye to Tenkuji Yu, Natsukawa Masuzu walked briskly towards Class J.

Although her face was full of smiles, Yuu Tenkuji could see that her eyes were full of cold disgust.

...This guy is definitely thinking about transferring schools.

After leaving the still bewildered disciplinary committee member, Tenkuji Yuu returned to his own class.

As expected, someone immediately turned to look at him and then whispered about what happened yesterday.

These speculations and discussions will probably take on a different form once the rumors about the two going to school together reach the class.

High school students these days really have a lot of free time.

"Yu, do you want to play tennis together at noon today?"

Totsuka Saika, who had left early yesterday, saw him sit down and immediately ran over to ask him with great interest.

"I'll play for about half an hour, and then I'll go to the cafeteria for lunch. There's a new pudding I'd like to try..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuu Tenkuji said helplessly, "Sorry, Totsuka, I have to have lunch with someone at noon. If all goes well, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"If all goes well?" Totsuka tilted his head slightly, seemingly not understanding why he would say that. "May I ask? Are you going to have dinner with Yuigahama-san, or... Yukinoshita-san?"

As if ashamed of her gossip, her fair and lovely face flushed red, and she scratched her cheeks somewhat awkwardly.

“There’s nothing wrong with saying it.” Tenkuji Yu shrugged, much more straightforward than when he talked to Isshiki Iroha yesterday.

"Today I'm having lunch with Natsukawa Masuzu, that transfer student from class J."

"Huh? You mean that, Natsukawa-kun!?" Totsuka's lake-blue eyes widened, and he quickly covered his mouth, afraid that his loud voice would attract attention.

Then, looking at him in surprise, she tentatively asked:

"...Yu, so you know Natsukawa-kun?"

Tenkuji Yu said calmly, "She's more than just someone I know; she's my girlfriend now."

"..."

The impact of those words was so great that Totsuka was momentarily stunned.

It wasn't Yuihama, whom I'd known since middle school, nor Yukinoshita, who was in the same club, but Natsukawa Masuzu, who had only transferred from abroad a month ago and with whom I'd had virtually no contact.

My tennis racket is amazing...

……

After the dating rumors of "Yuuki Tenkuji and Yukino Yukinoshita", and the rumor that "Matsukawa Masuzu boldly pursued Class F and seemed to want to confess".

By noon, all of this was confirmed as "Natsukawa Masuzu successfully confessed and the two went to school embracing, showing their affection," becoming one of the new topics of conversation among students after lunch. They even imagined a series of complicated love stories that were difficult to unravel.

Sending my best wishes to the fans of Yuuki Tenkuji.

Yukino Yukinoshita, who secretly loves Yukino, breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuyuki fans are saying the wind on the rooftop is very cold, is it really necessary to jump off?

Natsukawa Masaki's suitors pounded the ground in resentment, but dared not voice any objections for fear of being severely injured by bamboo swords.

As for the Yuxia faction... this is too unexpected, there isn't such a thing yet.

Soubu High School does not prohibit students from dating, as long as they do not violate the rules. As a result, the students' interest in dating stories is more explicit than that of students in other schools, and the news department even tries to interview them.

"Of course we should refuse. Maintaining an air of mystery makes us more convincing. Our purpose is the same as those celebrities: to put on a show."

Speaking eloquently, Natsukawa Masaki led him around the crowded cafeteria, and after many twists and turns, they finally settled down in a stone pavilion in a grove of trees.

The surroundings were quiet and peaceful, with only the gentle rustling of leaves accompanying the two.

"If we just come again after school, it should be fine, right?"

She sighed wearily, placed her hand on her shoulder, twisted her slender, fair neck, and her tone gradually became harsh.

"Ugh~ Ugh~ Dealing with those love addicts is exhausting. Can't they just mind their own business first? People who only care about gossip and scandals are so pathetic.

After venting her frustrations, Natsukawa Masaki's eyes darted around, and she looked at Tenkuji Yu with a smile, saying in a coquettish tone like a girlfriend:

"Ayu, can you give me a shoulder massage?"

As she sat down on the cold stone chair, Yuuki Tenkuji was about to refuse when she suddenly remembered something, and her eyes gradually turned strange.

Then, he responded to her with the same smile.

"I don't mind... as long as you don't mind."

Chapter Twenty: Making advances towards Natsukawa Masuzu

"Hmm? You agreed so readily?"

Natsukawa Masaki raised an eyebrow, reflexively sensing that something was wrong.

Although they had only officially met two days ago, she had been observing him for a while and knew that he was not a simp or a gentleman. He always treated women casually while maintaining a sense of distance.

Even if it's just a joking suggestion to massage someone's shoulders, they should at least give a few cold laughs and then refuse without hesitation.

Her intuition told her that since they were all counterfeit, there must be something fishy going on!

Could it be...?

He was trying to take advantage of her, and accidentally rubbed her chest while massaging her shoulder?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Natsukawa Masaki shook his head with amusement—if he really wanted to do that, he would have had countless opportunities to experience the feel of the touch that morning.

It was a trial, a trial that would allow him to overcome his sexual desire, and he accepted it.

Only by overcoming the instincts of innocent virgins can humanity grow...

Diablo gave this a thumbs up.

Having withdrawn his thoughts from the JOJO-esque perspective, Natsukawa Masuzu gave him a slight smile.

"If you don't mind, then I won't bother you."

In any case, now that she knew it was a trap, she couldn't possibly be foolish enough to go and get involved.

Thinking this, just as Natsukawa Masaki took out her lunch—a jelly drink with high nutritional value—and was about to start 'sipping' it, she found that a pair of hands had appeared on her shoulders without her noticing, and the thumbs gently pressed on her spine.

Perhaps it was because the uniform was too thin, or perhaps it was because the other person's body temperature was too high, but those palms were like hot water bottles, quickly softening the muscles in the area when applied to the body, just like snuggling into a warm bed in winter, with a temperature that made you want to squint your eyes in comfort.

Natsukawa Masaki was momentarily stunned, but quickly regained her senses and instinctively struggled.

"Don't touch me, didn't I tell you I wouldn't bother you..."

"I didn't refuse when you hugged my arm, this is just returning the favor."

Ignoring her protests completely, Tenkuji Yu pressed down with his palm, like restraining a restless lion cub, rendering her immobile under his hand.

Natsukawa Masaki was forced to stop struggling and could only raise her head to meet his lowered gaze.

"I'm saying, the definition of sexual harassment is very broad these days, you know?"

Those deep blue eyes narrowed, and a warning was given with a half-smile.

To her surprise, Tenkuji Yu was not only fearless, but the fingers on her shoulder even seemed eager to try something.

"You should have been prepared to come to this remote place—go ahead and yell, it's really cold. No one will come no matter how loud you yell."