Starting to experience Yukino's life, I am no longer a human being

Kashiwazaki Sena is impatient. She thought about what to do and naturally took action immediately.

The first target she arranged was the honest Yuigahama Yui.

In other words, this is the most qualified tool person in her mind.

The two girls were talking and laughing in the next room. Originally, Kashiwazaki Sena wanted to use the game as an excuse to let the other party play games in the guest room without any worries.

But while chatting, she discovered that Yuigahama Yui had made rapid progress in this area and answered all questions about knowledge.

She was stunned for a moment.

"Did you make up the class?" Kashiwazaki Sena's curiosity was aroused.

Yuigahama Yui smiled sheepishly: "It doesn't count, right? Because I really like the games you recommended to me, so I usually search for related things on the Internet... By the way, do you know about P station? Some netizens recommended it to me. They said this website is very helpful for people like us who like to play games, but I haven’t had a chance to check it out yet.”

"I've heard of it, it seems to be a very famous website." Kashiwazaki Sena put on an insider's expression.

In fact, she only stayed at the "heard of" level.

"There happens to be computers here, why don't we go to this website and have a look?"

"Makes sense."

Outside the door, Kawashima Ami looked at the two girls chatting happily, and couldn't help but sigh: "The relationship between the two of them is getting better and better, which makes me always feel like I have been abandoned by Sena."

"Don't speak in such a stupid, resentful tone." Miura Yuko teased the macaw on her shoulder and said smoothly: "Yuigahama's character is very suitable for being a friend. No matter who she is, she can get along well with her."

Then she remembered something, turned around and complained angrily: "Yami, how much did you teach Sena? Now I'm starting to wonder if she was secretly making up lessons while she was studying with you. Otherwise, why would I become more and more helpless against her?"

"Ahaha, is there?"

Kawashima Ami felt embarrassed when she mentioned this.

More of a mixed mood.

Ever since the last swimming pool incident, she began to regret that she taught too hard.

The saying that the disciples of a church starve to death of their masters is really not something that is said casually.

At least that's how she feels now.

"If you teach her so generously, be careful that you will not be her match in the future." Miura Yuiko snorted.

Kawashima Ami smiled awkwardly and did not dare to answer.

As they walked back, they both saw Uehara Takuya watching TV in the hall downstairs.

Miura Yuko's eyes flickered, and she quietly glanced at Kawashima Ami beside her, and finally gave up the idea of ​​going down to find her.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Kawashima Ami said suddenly.

"nothing……"

Miura Yuko was shocked that all this had been discovered.

She was afraid that her friend would see through her thoughts, so she turned her head unnaturally: "I plan to put this parrot back. It only shouts [French fries] when it opens and closes its mouth. I don't know how Sena taught it."

"Give me some fries!" the macaw said just in time.

Kawashima Ami found it interesting and said with a smile: "When Sena sent me the video, she could only say [I just want to go to the pier to order French fries], but now she has become more direct."

Miura Yuko hummed absentmindedly. She didn't really want to talk about parrots.

The two girls came to Kashiwazaki Sena's room and put the parrot back on the shelf. Miura Yuko suddenly asked: "Yami, do you still remember what you said to me before?"

"What are you talking about?" Kawashima Ami, who was about to leave, couldn't help but stop.

Miura Yuko's face turned slightly red and she whispered: "It's just that Uehara is the one who controls the feet."

Kawashima Ami was startled and coughed slightly: "Well... I did say that, of course, this is just my guess, I have no evidence."

But I have already confirmed it.

Miura Yuko's little face grew hotter and hotter, recalling the last scene in the health room where Takuya Uehara held her little foot.

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Kawashima Ami looked strange.

Miura Yuko pretended to be casual and said: "I was just thinking that the four of us girls happen to have very good-looking legs, so why don't we each ask Sena to borrow a pair of stockings to see if Uehara will look ugly in front of us. "

"Huh?" Kawashima Ami thought there was something wrong with her ears.

Miura Yuiko didn't dare to look at her, lowered her head and said guiltily: "Don't you think this proposal is interesting?"

"Interesting is interesting..."

Kawashima Ami's eyes looked strange. She suspected that her friend just wanted to wear it for Takuya Uehara to see, so she made an excuse.

However, she didn't expose the other party, and immediately nodded with a smile: "Then I'll ask Sena if she has any extra stockings."

"I'm waiting for you."

Watching the other party leave, Miura Yuiko breathed a sigh of relief.

She pressed her chest, and sure enough, her heart was beating very hard, but her mental quality was still not good.

The suggestion just now was indeed something she suddenly thought of.

Because she lost to Kashiwazaki Sena every time, and because she had not won the argument in the lobby before, she had no place to vent her pent-up desire to fight.

It just so happens that her legs are very beautiful, both in terms of length and curves, they are of a very delicate type.

Of course she didn't dare to compare her breasts with Kashiwazaki Hoshina. No matter how confident she was, she couldn't humiliate herself.

But when it came to leg competition, she really wasn't afraid.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the wardrobe in front of her.

Kashiwazaki Sena's personal wardrobe is very impressive, with three floors in total. You can tell from the area alone that it must be filled with all kinds of beautiful clothes.

"She and Uehara have known each other for so long, and their relationship is so close. She should have prepared stockings in advance."

Miura Yuko stood still and didn't move.

She would not go through other people's things without their permission.

This is her pride.

But it's still okay to make assumptions in your mind.

"My legs are not bad either."

She snorted childishly, walked to the huge dressing table and stood there, pinching the corner of her skirt, and lifting it up bit by bit.

She looked beautiful and eye-catching in the mirror. Her legs under the skirt were unrestricted and smooth as suet.

The most important thing is that for a girl her age, the skin on her legs is tight and elastic.

As the skirt was pulled up, the pride on Miura Yuko's face became more and more obvious.

My legs are so beautiful, I can definitely crush that idiot with stockings on!

The girl was looking pretty in front of the mirror when she suddenly heard a soft "click" sound.

That was the sound of the doorknob being turned.

She thought it was Ami Kawashima who was back, so she instinctively turned around and saw Takuya Uehara standing at the door.

The other party was obviously taken aback.

then……

His eyes moved downward unconsciously.

Then he was stunned.

Miura Yuko was also confused.

what is she doing?

Uehara Takuya looked at the blonde girl who lifted up her skirt in astonishment.

This scene made him think hard, but he still couldn't understand the other party's intention.

Does she want to change her dress?

Uehara Takuya glanced at the dressing table suspiciously. He didn't see any spare skirts around.

Seeing that the girl was still in shock, he could only break the awkward calm first: "What are you doing?"

"what!"

Miura Yuiko put down her skirt in a panic, her cheeks were so red that she was almost bleeding, and the shyness in her eyes seemed to overflow.

The hem of her skirt fell back down and swayed slightly, causing Takuya Uehara to glance at her snow-white jade legs.

"You...why are you here?" Miura Yuko said with a red face.

Then her expression changed: "No, this is Sena's room. Are you here to have a tryst with her?"

"Have you ever seen anyone arrange a tryst place in their own room?" Uehara Takuya heard this amused.

"This is not necessarily true. It is often said in TV dramas that the most dangerous place is often the safest place." Miura Yuko said with a straight face.

She tried hard to put on a condemning and angry expression just to cover up her inner shyness.

I was seen by him again!

There was only one thought left in the girl's mind.

Uehara Takuya didn't know what she was thinking, so he casually said: "The TV series are all fake."

“But art comes from life, you’ve always heard this saying, right?”

Miura Yuko is still acting seriously.

But as she continued to act, her voice unconsciously revealed a sour taste: "Besides, Sena's breasts are so big, a perverted bastard like you will definitely be attracted to her."

"Why did you scold me again..."

"Because you are a pervert!"

Miura Yuiko became more and more bitter as she spoke, and clenched her fists: "If I had that kind of figure, you would definitely just follow me around every day."

After saying that, she blushed and felt shy.

Takuya Uehara guessed her inner embarrassment and said: "First of all, I don't judge people's temperaments by their breasts. Secondly, it's actually very hard to have that kind of figure."

Miura Yuiko remained silent, but her expression showed that she didn't believe what he said.