Is it really a straight girl?

Miss Mahiru put a lot of tangerines in Miki's lips little by little, and the girl whose brain was already hot and dizzy swallowed it dimly in the lost five senses.

I don't know how long it took, but one citrus was eaten by Miss Miji.

Feeling that there was no food to continue to supply, Miki tilted his head towards Mahiru in confusion. After being touched, he squinted his eyes instinctively like a cat, and rubbed the hand extended by the other party.

Eh...why did it stop?

Yaki opened his eyes, and saw that Mahiru-san was the same as before, just looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to the other side as if avoiding it.

The red-haired girl withdrew her stiff arms, took a deep breath secretly, and after calming her heart, she slowly stood up and looked to the side, coughed twice, propped herself up and stood up and said:

"Miji, let's rest first. Remember to drink more water on the table. If you are still not feeling well tomorrow, go to the clinic to see... That's it." Her words were unexpectedly fast, and she got up as if she was in a hurry to leave.

Without looking back, Mahiru had just stepped back half a step towards the door.

The corner of the long white shirt felt a slight pull.

"..."

Ms. Miki silently grabbed the corner of Mahiru's shirt and refused to let go.

"Don't go." The girl whispered, her voice hoarse, mixed with pauses.

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180 [-]. Flipping Love

Why did he grab the hem of Mahiru's clothes, and why did he say such a thing.

Miss Miji, who was in a drunken state, didn't understand, she just simply poured out this instinctively and unavoidably.

If Mahiru-san left, he would feel lonely and empty—so Yaki, who was drunk, didn't think much, only saw the other party leave, felt uneasy, and said these words slowly.

Whisper hoarsely.

The knuckles of the thumb and index finger of the right hand pinched the corner of the other party's pure white clothes unreasonably.

"..."

The girl was still pinching her hands, her eyes lowered, and she lost the ability to speak.

Thoughts are entangled in the mind and become an inextricable thread, instinct is acting, reason is covered by sensibility.

Heat filled his chest.

The eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Does Miki feel uncomfortable?" Mahiru's flat voice came into the girl's mind, but the other party's tone seemed a little uneasy.

"Hmm..." Mi Ji hummed the word softly.

The right hand that was pinching the corner of the opponent's clothes was withdrawn, feeling that there was no need for her to continue touching, the girl hung her right hand on the bed beside her again.

"Sit next to me, okay, just for a while." Miki said in a very low voice.

Mahiru did not answer directly, but retreated to the position at the end of the bed with actions, propped her hands on the bed, and sat down softly.

The tone and scene of her rejection of Miss Lianhua just now kept appearing in the girl's mind.

Over and over again, can't stop.

"Okay... even until Miki falls asleep." Mahiru's voice came from next to her ear, interrupting the girl's chaotic thoughts.

Thank you.

The girl thanked her in her heart, but as for what she said verbally, she had already said it countless times.

Ms. Mahiru was too kind to herself, to the point where Miki would even subconsciously think that the other party actually liked her, but in fact she didn't, as Mahiru had said before, she didn't like Miki.

But it is just like a relative, taking care of Miki gently.

"Do you want to lie down first?" Mahiru next to her suggested, "If you feel uncomfortable, it's better to lie on the bed first."

The girl nodded slightly, obeying what the other party said.

Although her body is indeed a little different, her mind is not on it at all. Ms. Miji, who has no thoughts of her own, obediently obeys the words of professionals, takes off her small slippers, and slowly puts her legs in the pure white light Among the quilts.

When taking off Chitose's coat, the girl hesitated whether she should return it or not. After thinking about it, she decided to wait until tomorrow. With her current physical condition, if she ran to Miss Chitose's room, she might faint on the ground. What will happen is less certain.

Unzipping the zipper of the big coat, the girl looked at Miss Mahiru.

The other party seemed to be avoiding it deliberately, and when Miki was undressing, he turned his gaze to the opposite side.

"Mahiru?" the girl asked suspiciously.

With the light click of the zipper, she took off the big coat on her body, revealing the pure white thin vest underneath.

"Miji put the quilt on first." The other party still didn't turn around.

It was as if he was avoiding seeing Yaki's body directly.

The girl was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask specifically. She grabbed the jacket she had withdrawn and hesitated for a while.

"Can you hang my coat on the hanger for me...?" Miki asked weakly, and slightly handed it to Mahiru.

Mahiru nodded slightly, turned around and reached out to grab the coat, but his gaze paused on Miki's body for four or five seconds, biting his lower lip secretly, and then tried to shift his gaze to the side again,

It seems that Mahiru is indeed looking directly at himself avoiding the taboo.

Mi Ji looked down, he was wearing a pure white thin vest that outlined his figure, his shoulders and collarbone were basically exposed...

It's a little too much exposed...it seems really not good?

Well, although Mahiru-san is a lesbian, she said she doesn't like her, so it shouldn't matter.

The girl who thought of this didn't directly cover her body with a soft quilt, but first stretched her body and stretched her waist, and let out a slow breath amidst the buzzing of her ears.

Mahiru hung the clothes on the hanger next to the end of the bed, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror on one side, Yaki also looked at Mahiru from the floor-to-ceiling mirror for a moment, only for a moment, Mahiru looked away again.

Miss Mahiru has always been reluctant to look at herself, why?

It is difficult for Miji to figure this out even in a waking state, let alone now that his brain has begun to mess up.

So the problem was thrown away.

He only watched the red-haired beautiful girl go to the hanger to hang up her clothes, and then came back to sit where she was just now. On the way, Yaki got into the bed, grabbed the front of the quilt with both hands, and poked her head slightly towards Mahiru.

Until now, Mahiru's eyes did not flicker like before.

Miki felt drowsiness was attacking him.

But she still had a lot of things that she didn't think clearly, and many questions hovered in her mind.

"Mahiru thinks, how does it feel to like someone?" The girl has been hesitating about this question just now: "What is the like between friends, and the liking between expecting to be lovers?"

The person in front of him has the other party as his lover, so he can definitely help him answer it.

Maybe Mahiru has a liking between friends for herself, and a love for the other party between lovers.

Therefore, Miji asked bluntly.

In the room, under the warm light, a girl with red hair was sitting beside the bed. Another girl with purple pupils seemed to be about to fall asleep, her eyes were half-closed, she was lying on her back on the bed, her left hand was stretched out, and the back of her hand came out. A little cold sweat on the forehead.

Long hair scattered on the pillow.

The situation is very similar to patients and visitors.

"Yaki is really drunk." Miss Mahiru answered in a low voice after a long time.

"Hmm..." The girl admitted this, the world in front of her eyes has become blurred and hazy, even in hearing and physical senses.

It's even a bit hard to see Mahiru's appearance clearly.

"It's cruel to expect to be a lover's favorite."

Miss Yaki heard Mahiru's soft words in the haze, and slowly closed her eyes.

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"It's very blind, awkward, and absurd...It's different from the plain feeling between friends." Mahiru silently looked at Miss Yaki who gradually closed her eyes.

She has seen this sleeping face many times.

She narrated her experience at this time: "If you want to possess, want to go further, greedily want the other party's love, no one else can get close, only me..."

"I don't know why I like it, I don't know where I like it, I don't know why it's so dazzling." Mahiru's voice became softer: "It's so dazzling that I want to touch it, I want to get closer—"

"I don't know when, my mind is full of this person..."

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180 Nine, the world is out of touch

Miki fell asleep.

Mahiru was still sitting by the bed, after finishing what she just said, she remained silent.

Mahiru has seen this sleeping face many times, almost every time, he has stared at it for a long time.

Even breathing, slightly trembling eyelids, different from the previous few times, now Mi Ji frowned from time to time, and moved his head a little after a while on the pillow.

Normally, this only happens when you have nightmares...but will you have nightmares if you fall asleep for a few seconds?I'm afraid it's just something I've been thinking about that I don't like.

Miki was unexpectedly disappointed today.

Probably, she didn't go down and only drank a glass of water, she hadn't worn this Miss Chitose's clothes before.

Mahiru looked at the large off-white coat hanging on the hanger, and then cast her eyes steadily on Yaki's face who was gradually sleeping.

The deep and even breathing caused the shoulders to rise and fall, showing no defense at all.

But because he knew that the other party was not in a good mood, Mahiru was not as hard to control himself as before.

Why did Yaki ask the question just now?

Did you encounter something similar?Speaking of which, when she came back with a fruit basket and water glass, the first thing she said was to ask about Miss Lianhua, was it because of what happened with Lianhua?

Probably so.

Mahiru didn't want anything to happen to Yaki and Lianhua, and she didn't want her to have the aura of Miss Chitose on her body, wearing Chitose's clothes.

If possible, she hopes to imbue the other party with her own flavor.

But, no.