Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Natsume Yayoi stared at the eye-catching mole in the corner of her left eye for a while, and finally woke up.

"Why is the teacher at my house?"

Seeing that he seemed a little dazed in his sleep, Fujiwara Kaori couldn't help laughing and said:

"This is my home~"

"Huh? Is it?"

"Breakfast is ready, don't go to sleep anymore."

Natsume Yayoi said "Oh", but did not get up. Instead, she turned over in the bed, buried her face in the pillow, took a deep sniff, and muttered:

"I was gently woken up by a very beautiful teacher early in the morning, and I still slept on her bed. The pillow still smelled of her, and she had prepared breakfast. Ah~ I'm just dreaming no matter what I think~"

"Oh, no sniffing allowed——"

The shy woman quickly shook his shoulders.

Natsume Yayoi then raised her head.

Looking at her blushing face, he said: "Sorry, actually I just wanted to do this. I know this is the teacher's house."

Fujiwara Kaori was stunned for a moment.

Then, her face turned redder.

"you you you……"

Natsume Yayoi was about to say something else, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by the stockings placed on the bedside.

I must have worn this yesterday.

His eyes suddenly narrowed.

"伱, what are you looking at~" Kaori Fujiwara asked with a somewhat unnatural look on her face.

Natsume Yayoi shook her head and said, "Nothing. Why did I sleep on the bed?"

"Well, I saw you sleeping next to the bed, and I was worried that you would feel uncomfortable, so..."

"So the teacher can hold me?"

"what!?"

Natsume Yayoi smiled at her and lay down on the pillow again.

"I'll sleep a little longer~"

"Eh-no, you'll be late." Fujiwara Kaori climbed onto the bed and began to shake Natsume Yayoi's shoulders.

"It's your class anyway, teacher~"

"What? Is it okay if I'm late for class? No way~ Get up quickly, or I'm going to be angry."

"Hu-hu-"

Hearing his snoring pretending to be sleeping, Fujiwara Kaori's cheeks puffed up.

After a moment, her eyes froze, as if she thought of something.

Natsume Yayoi was about to squint for a while when she suddenly felt a moist, hot and soft touch on her cheeks.

"call--"

The gentle yet warm breath hit the earlobe, bringing with it a shuddering feeling.

Natsume Yayoi raised his head, Fujiwara Kaori covered her lips with one hand and glanced at him.

"I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

The woman's voice sounded more charming than before.

Illusion?

Looking at her charming back as she walked out of the bedroom, Natsume Yayoi touched her cheek.

Maybe, he has already been in a dream.

Walking out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, there was a brand new toothbrush and cup next to the sink, and a light blue wet towel hung next to the mirror, carrying a familiar scent.

Quickly brushing his teeth, washing his face and hair, he took off the towel and wiped his head, finally covering his face and wiping his face.

"It smells pretty good." He muttered.

At this time, Fujiwara Kaori opened the door, holding a dry towel in her hand, and said: "I just remembered and forgot to put this"

After hearing what he just said, he thought that he had just taken her towel and sniffed it twice, and the woman silently hid the towel behind her back.

Natsume Yayoi turned her head and asked: "Teacher, what did you say?"

"No, it's nothing~ I just want to see if you have washed up~ By the way, come to the living room first."

"Oh"

Hanging the towel next to the mirror, Natsume Yayoi straightened her bangs in front of the mirror before walking out of the bathroom.

In the living room, Fujiwara Kaori stood behind the sofa holding a hair dryer and waved to him.

"Natsume, sit here."

Natsume Yayoi thought to herself: Are you going to blow dry your hair?

"Come here."

"Oh."

Sitting on the sofa, Natsume Yayoi leaned back.

Fujiwara Kaori turned on the blow dryer, blew the air nozzle on her palms, tested the temperature, and then picked up Natsume Yayoi's hair and started blowing it.

The woman's hand was very light, and the temperature of the blow dryer was also very suitable. Listening to the whistling wind, Natsume Yayoi relaxed her body and closed her eyes.

"Natsume."

"Ok?"

"The weather is getting hotter. Have you ever considered cutting your hair short? It will be much cooler." Kaori Fujiwara said softly.

"I haven't considered it yet."

"why?"

"This is good." Natsume Yayoi said.

"What's great? After cutting it short, Natsume will become very popular." Fujiwara Kaori muttered.

"Does the teacher want me to become popular?"

The woman's hand suddenly paused.

The next moment, she put down her blow-dried bangs, lifted the hair around his ears, and said, "Of course I hope Natsume will make more friends and become popular. Why do you ask that?"

"Because they don't want me to become popular."

"they?"

"I don't want to either."

"What, like an awkward child." Kaori Fujiwara lightly tapped his head and said.

"The teacher is like an awkward child, right?"

"what?"

"Yesterday, she cried and held my hand and said, don't leave. I'm afraid of the dark alone. It's very childlike."

Fujiwara Kaori immediately retorted: "I didn't say I was afraid of the dark! Don't think that I can't remember what I said yesterday because I was drunk. I'm definitely not afraid of the dark!"

"Do you really remember all the words?"

"Of course."

"The teacher said that I bought a lot of silk stockings. If you want to reward me, remember it."

"Huh!? You, you, what did you say?"

"The teacher shouldn't say that he was just drunk and talking nonsense yesterday, right? If you act so shamelessly, you are very childlike."

"Woo~"

Kaori Fujiwara, who was choked for words, made a sound like a small animal whimpering.

Hearing this voice, Natsume Yayoi smiled.

Then his ears were pinched hard by the angry woman.

"Ah, it hurts! It hurts! I was wrong, teacher~"

The woman who had the upper hand again snorted triumphantly, then let go of his ears and continued to dry his hair.

Isn't this more like a child?

Natsume Yayoi muttered inwardly.

After drying his hair, Natsume Yayoi was about to get up when suddenly, the woman hugged his head from behind.

While the dizziness of happiness hit him, he was also a little confused.

"teacher?"

"Thank you, you kept your promise yesterday."

".Oh."

"As a reward, I can let you choose a pair. As long as you like it, I will wear it."

"Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly, could you say it again."

"It's already embarrassing to say it once, don't pretend you didn't hear it~ Do you understand?"

As she spoke, the woman's fingers touched his ears again.

Natsume Yayoi, who was afraid of being screwed, immediately said obediently:

"understood."

Only then did Fujiwara Kaori let him go.