Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Seeing the two people walking out, the female general suddenly remembered something and quickly called out to Natsume Yayoi.

"Mr. Natsuki. Wait!"

"Ok?"

Natsume Yayoi turned around and saw the female general running into the box, and then took out the unopened sake.

"You forgot your wine."

"I haven't had enough."

"What?" The female general looked at him in confusion.

"If Miss Kobe feels bored, you can have two more drinks with me after I send Miss Miho home?"

After being stunned for a moment, the female general lowered her head respectfully.

"Yes."

Natsume Yayoi helped Kuroda Miho out of the izakaya and walked towards the car parked at the door.

Suddenly, Miho Kuroda grabbed his hand.

"Mr. Natsuki~"

"Ok?"

"Let me serve you!"

"what?"

In a daze, Kuroda Miho held his shoulders and staggered about to squat down.

Natsume Yayoi quickly stopped her.

"Miss Miho, you..."

"No! No! This has to be the case! Otherwise it won't work anymore!"

Kuroda Miho struggled excitedly.

The driver stood at the open rear door, looking awkwardly at the man and woman who were going to do errands on the street, not knowing what to say.

Seeing Kuroda Miho who was about to cry, Natsume Yayoi was silent for two seconds and dragged her back to the izakaya.

"Sorry, Miss Kobe, we won't be leaving for now. Can you lend me a room?"

Natsume Yayoi said this to the surprised female general.

Chapter 303 The beautiful woman is noisy

"I want to go back! I want to go back!"

Kuroda Miho, who was held by Natsume Yayoi, struggled and shouted.

"Then I'll take you back."

"really?"

"Ah."

"...Wait, take me back later."

Miho Kuroda kissed Natsume Yayoi's neck again.

Natsume Yayoi felt a headache from her noisiness, but at the same time she was addicted to her gentleness, unable to control herself.

The fingertips slowly caressed her smooth and delicate skin, and she couldn't put it down.

"...I, I want to go back! No! Let me go. Please."

Suddenly, Miho Kuroda started shouting again.

But this time, Natsume Yayoi did not coax her along with her words, but hugged her tighter.

"Mr. Natsuki, take me home! Didn't you say you would take me home? How could you lie to me!"

I don’t know whether it was grievance or something else, Kuroda Miho said with tears in her eyes.

However, before Natsume Yayoi could respond, she grabbed Natsume Yayoi's arm again and begged softly: "Please spare me...next time, next time..."

Natsume Yayoi turned a deaf ear.

After a while, a woman's crying sounded in the room...

……

After Kuroda Miho woke up, she was stunned when she saw the man lying next to her.

No, it’s not a dream?

Immediately afterwards, an empty feeling of happiness mixed with panic and excitement made her mind go blank.

By the time she calmed down, Natsume Yayoi's hand had already touched her face.

The shy woman didn't dare to look at him and quickly closed her eyes.

Her delicate body was trembling slightly, but she didn't know whether it was fear or excitement.

……

Miho Kuroda hid in the corner of the bed with a red face, using the quilt to block her graceful body.

"Mr. Natsuki, what time is it?"

After asking, she saw Natsume Yayoi looking up at her and quickly buried her face in the quilt.

Originally, she planned to be an ostrich forever, but it was not an option to continue like this.

After all, it was already dark, and Kuroda Nobu would also call if he stayed any longer.

It would be bad if Beshin also knew that he was now with Mr. Natsuki.

"It's 23:45."

"Is it so late?! Then I have to go back early! Otherwise, Xin should be worried."

"...What if I don't let you go?"

"Eh?"

While she was dazed, Yayoi Natsume climbed onto the bed after changing her clothes and grabbed her quilt.

Kuroda Miho pulled the quilt nervously and prayed: "Mr. Natsuki. I, I can't stay too late. Next time, next time I will accompany you, okay?"

"Next time? When?"

"Eh, then, that..." After hesitating for a moment, Kuroda Miho lowered her head and muttered in a low voice: "Look, it depends on you whenever... it's convenient... whatever..."

"Then it's settled. Miss Miho, please don't lie to others."

"...Yeah." The woman nodded shyly.

Natsume Yayoi climbed out of bed and picked up the clothes he had thrown on the carpet.

However, when he saw the clothes on the ground, he fell silent.

"Well...Mr. Natsuki, where are my clothes..."

"Miss Miho."

"Ok?"

"If...I mean if...if I make a very excessive request...will you agree?" Natsume Yayoi raised her head and asked.

"...Is it too much?" Kuroda Miho asked nervously.

"Yeah. It's super excessive."

"...I, I don't know..."

"Then I won't let you go. Just stay here with me tonight." With that said, Natsume Yayoi climbed onto the bed again and started to pull the quilt on her body.

"...Don't, don't...please spare me, Mr. Natsuki...I, I promise you...Xin will be worried too, I can't..."

"Then, I'll take you back, but give me your personal clothes as a reward."

"……Eh?!"

Kuroda Miho's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

How could there be such a perverted request!

"This, this...can, can you please...change it? For me...this..."

"...It's broken and can't be worn anymore." Natsume Yayoi picked up the clothes on the ground and raised them in front of her, interrupting her helplessly.

"what?!"

……

The clothes were already put on, but Miho Kuroda was even more nervous.

She closed her legs, put her hands behind her to hold down her skirt, moved slowly, and cautiously walked out of the room.

When the female general saw the two people coming out, she immediately came over from the front desk.

"Mr. Natsuki, are you going back?"

"Ah."

"I'll keep the car waiting outside the door. You can take Mrs. Kuroda home at any time."

"Thank you very much." Yayoi Natsume nodded slightly to her, and then walked out of the izakaya with Miho Kuroda.

The driver opened the rear door. Natsume Yayoi helped Kuroda Miho get into the car and got in herself.

After Miho Kuroda told the driver the address of the hospital, she sat cautiously next to Yayoi Natsume.

Now, she always feels cold...

Suddenly, she felt a hand wrap around her waist from behind.

She glanced at Natsume Yayoi nervously, then hurriedly looked forward.

Her body, carefully, bit by bit, tilted towards Natsume Yayoi.