Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Natsume Yayoi looked at the beautiful woman in front of her who seemed to be half drunk after just one sip, and thought to herself: It turns out that she is really too drunk...

He thought that Miho Kuroda was just worried that he would do something strange, so she said this in advance.

"Miss Miho, what do you think?"

"It's beautiful."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

"Huh?" Kuroda Miho glanced at Natsume Yayoi in surprise, and then her eyes were filled with mist as if she was drunk.

"I'm so old, how can I say I'm beautiful? Mr. Xiamu is really kidding."

"Some beauties, like wine, need time to ferment before they become more mellow. That's exactly the case with Miss Miho."

After saying that, Natsume Yayoi picked up the wine glass, first smelled the aroma of the wine, then took a small sip to taste the taste, and finally drank it all.

"Really, really... don't praise me like that."

The woman stroked her increasingly hot face, and the smile on her lips could no longer be concealed.

The aroma is overflowing, it’s really embarrassing for Mr. Natsuki to say this...

Could it be that you plan to taste me like fine wine?

Where should I try first?

It seemed that due to the evaporation of alcohol in her body, Miho Kuroda's pretty face became more charming and red.

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Chapter 302 Drunk woman talking nonsense

Miho Kuroda's drinking capacity is worse than Natsume Yayoi expected.

After only three or five glasses of a bottle of sake, she was already drunk.

Fortunately, the female general is fine and can be dragged over to drink with him. Otherwise, it would be too sad to drink alone alone...

Asking the female general to borrow an empty room, Natsume Yayoi carried Kuroda Miho in, and then returned to the box.

The female general was cleaning up the dishes that Miho Kuroda accidentally knocked over when she was drunk.

Natsume Yayoi knelt down to her original position, poured two glasses of wine, pushed one to the female general, and placed the other in front of herself.

"Miss Kobe."

"Ok?"

"Anyway, you're usually the only one here. Occasionally you'll be lazy, so don't worry."

The female general looked down at the wine Yayoi Natsume poured for her, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"You said so."

Because Kuroda Miho's side was stained, the female general could only kneel down next to Natsume Yayoi.

She raised her wine glass with some restraint, lowered her head, clinked the glass with Natsume Yayoi, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

Natsume Yayoi raised her eyebrows when she saw that she drank wine as naturally as water.

"Miss Kobe, you really hide your secrets."

"You are exaggerating. It's just because you have to test the wine frequently when making wine, so the wine tastes slightly better than ordinary people."

After saying that, she put down the wine glass, lowered her head and picked up the bottle.

"Slightly better than ordinary people... Then who are the extraordinary people in Miss Kobe's eyes?" As she asked, Natsume Yayoi held a wine glass and placed it in front of her.

The female general carefully poured him wine.

"The people who can appear in front of me are all extraordinary people." She said.

Natsume Yayoi was stunned for a moment.

Then, he drank the wine in one gulp and placed the glass in front of her.

The female general continued to pour the wine.

"Staying here every day, Miss Kobe can see too few people."

"This place is clean and suitable for making wine."

"Won't you feel bored?"

"No."

"I thought Miss Kobe would welcome me here. I didn't expect that she would complain that I disturbed your peace."

The female general opened her mouth blankly, seemingly at a loss for Natsume Yayoi's sudden question.

After a moment, she lowered her head, poured herself a glass of wine, and whispered, "I'm not complaining."

"That's right. That means you don't hate me coming."

"Ah."

The two clinked glasses and drank to their fullest.

"...Isn't this just boring..."

Suddenly, the man beside him mumbled something vaguely.

The female general's fingers trembled slightly, then she put down the wine glass and continued to pour the wine.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, even Natsume Yayoi was a little tipsy.

As for the female general, except for her slightly red cheeks, her eyes were still clear and bright.

She put away the empty food plate quickly with her hands and feet, and then bowed to Natsume Yayoi.

"Mr. Natsuki, I'm going to prepare some more food."

"Where's the wine?"

"We've all finished today's wine."

"What about Miss Tamamo's share?"

"..."

Seeing her silence, Natsume Yayoi smiled.

"Don't worry, if you get scolded, I will go for you. Please, Miss Kobe."

The female general didn't answer, turned around and walked out the door.

After a while, she brought back the wine prepared for Tamamo Tsukihime.

"Mr. Natsuki, this is the last bottle."

"Grateful."

"I'm going to prepare the food."

Lowering her head slightly, the female general planned to leave.

Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded in the corridor.

"Mr. Natsuki! Mr. Natsuki!"

The drunkenness that just arose disappeared, and Natsume Yayoi stood up immediately.

Walking out of the box, Kuroda Miho's stumbling figure came into view.

"Mr. Natsuki! Mr. Natsuki!"

Miho Kuroda shouted anxiously, even faintly crying.

"Miss Miho, I'm here!"

Hearing Natsume Yayoi's voice, Kuroda Miho was stunned for a moment. Then, she raised her head and looked at the source of the voice, her eyes suddenly turned red.

She staggered into Natsume Yayoi's arms, her hands tightly clutching his clothes, and said, "Mr. Natsuki! Where have you been! Why can't I find you? Great! I found you!"

The half-drunk and half-awake woman's consciousness was a little blurry, and she couldn't even distinguish between dreams and reality.

"Sorry, I was just drinking with my friends."

"This. Like this...drinking. Sorry, I disturbed you..." As she said that, Kuroda Miho wanted to push Natsume Yayoi away, but she couldn't stand at all with her own strength.

Natsume Yayoi held Miho Kuroda who almost fell down in her arms and said, "Be careful."

"..." Kuroda Miho lay on his chest and stayed quiet for a while.

Suddenly, she began to struggle.

"No, no, this won't work. I, I want to go back! The letter is still waiting for me, I can't stay too late, Mr. Natsuki, this won't work!"

"Okay, okay, go back, can I take you back?"

Worried that Kuroda Miho would fall, Natsume Yayoi had no choice but to hold her slightly firmly to prevent her from struggling while coaxing her.

"……Really?"

"Ah."

"...Then, then take me home... okay?"

Natsume Yayoi glanced at the female general, who immediately said: "I will arrange a car for you."

"Thank you." Natsume Yayoi bowed her head gratefully.

After the female general came to the front desk, Kuroda Miho leaned in Natsume Yayoi's arms, frowned a little uncomfortably, and said: "Mr. Natsuki, I, I feel a little uncomfortable. I can't drink any more..."

"We won't drink anymore."

"Oh……"

Miho Kuroda became quiet again.

After a while, the female general walked up to the two of them and said, "The car is already at the door."

"Thank you," Natsume Yayoi thanked her and then said to Kuroda Miho, "Miss Miho, let's go."

"Oh……"