If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

PS3. There is another chapter today

112 Kirishima Touka's Heart Is Not Human ([-])

Ye Jian, with Dong Xiang on his back, turned out from the quiet alley on the other side, not far from the two-story building where he used to live.

This alley connects this residential area with the commercial area on the other side of the antique coffee shop, but it is too winding and rarely visited.

In the alley before, Dong Xiang told Ye Jian that the apartment she lived in was just across the residential area, not far away.

Also in the alley, Yejian received a call from Tong Nai, asking him why he hasn't come home yet.

He said he would go back later, and Tong Nai on the other end of the phone heard the voice of Yami instead of Kyosuke, and probably understood what was going on.

The little black leather shoes stepped out of the alley and made a crisp "snap" sound when they stepped on the sidewalk.

Ye Jian looked up at the sky, the sky was full of stars.

He felt the short-haired girl resting her chin on his shoulder also raised her head to look at the starry sky. With a small movement, her clean cheek inadvertently rubbed against the side of his face, and then quickly dodged away.

Feeling a little panicked, like a little rabbit.

Dong Xiang is very light, not commensurate with her boyish appearance.

It must be heavier than Rumi, but it seems to be different from the petite Yishiyu who only met once before.

As meal time approached, the streets in residential areas were deserted and houses were brightly lit.

From time to time, the sound of the collision of pots and spoons and the sound of water and oil frying during cooking can be heard from the ear.

Ye Jian inhaled her delicate nose, and the smell of vegetables wafted from the window of the house next door.

Hmm, feeling homesick.

So he gently tilted Dong Xiang on his back, felt her slender body adjusted its position on his back, and then walked forward with steady and quick steps along the small buildings .

The slender fingers grabbed Dong Xiang's exposed big white legs, and pressed out shallow marks.The feeling of being too thin made Ye Jian feel as if he could feel the girl's thigh bone with the palm of his hand through this thin layer of flesh.

Is this the so-called skinny?

Feeling that Dong Xiang's arms around his neck gradually relaxed, Ye Jian felt that his skill of carrying people was becoming more and more proficient.

Before that, who had you sent home on your back?

I remember Rumi and Isshiroha who made a great contribution to my life.

If it's not just carrying it, but simply sending it home, there are also Yuigahama and Black Cat.

Probably these people. It seems that a long time ago, there was a girl named Mana Tian who often sent her home, but I can't remember exactly who she was or what she looked like.

After all, it's been too long.

After sorting out the thoughts flying in his mind, Ye Jian carried Dong Xiang on his back and walked across one house after another accompanied by street lamps one after another.

Dong Xiang didn't say a word.

He lightly put his face on Ye Jian's shoulder, but deliberately put a little distance from Ye Jian's fair cheeks, which were obviously different from those of the yellow race.

When I was looking at the sky just now, I accidentally rubbed my face to see the teacher at night, he won't dislike me, right?

Dong Xiang wasn't quite sure, so she could only squint her eyes quietly, looking at the street lamps that were passed one after another in front of her.

So safe, being carried by Teacher Ye Jian, how long has it been since someone carried me like this?

...Maybe it hasn't happened since my father died.

But it was really comfortable, the subconsciously tense body that was originally subconsciously relaxed due to discomfort, and it was more comfortable to lie on Teacher Yejian's back than lying on the bed.

It is obviously not wide, but it is so stable that you can hardly feel the bumps when walking.

Is this also the ability of a martial arts master?

I don't understand, so I don't think about it anymore, just stay quietly for a while, leaning on Teacher Yejian tightly...

Oops, I'm a little shy thinking about it, isn't my chest/bottom now tightly attached to Yemi-sensei's back?

Even though it's very small, Ye Jian-sensei can feel it too...

So what is he thinking now?

Quietly turn your head to see his expression.

No, it's completely expressionless, as always.

Could it be that I didn't feel my chest/department at all?

It’s not that small, it’s obvious that I looked in the mirror before putting on clothes a few days ago...

And when I think about it, it's not just my breasts that I'm clinging to Mr. Yemi!

The U-shaped circle between the two thighs is all sucked on him!

I, I don't mind, but...

No, it suddenly occurred to me that Teacher Yejian has a girlfriend.

And he lives with his girlfriend.

It's not referring to Mr. Black Cat, but the one who called Mr. Ye Jian before leaving the alley.