Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

Xu Iinuma followed her and said: "I, Iinuma Xu, have a smart mind and never slack off. I will definitely become a great man in the future! To tell you the truth, over the past month, I have been exercising and studying every day, and I have My French has reached a professional level, and I can read the French version of "Red and Black" and "Pretty Friends". My next plan is to pick up Spanish, which I just started learning, and try to learn it before the summer vacation. Traveling in Barcelona…”

In the middle of the stairs on the third floor, the angel stopped again.

She turned her head to look at the self-proclaimed young man, looking at his cheerful expression, and nodded slightly: "I will like you, I can freely admit this, this is an inevitable thing, and one plus one can only equal two That way.”

"You are so honest, you are exactly the same as me!" Ionuma Isao said happily, "We got along unexpectedly!"

Huacheng Iori looked at him like an idiot, sighed in disgust, turned around and continued walking up.

"...I take back what I said about getting along!" Ionuma Isao followed, "You awkward guy deserves to have no friends!"

So, in the middle of the stairs on the fourth floor, the angel stopped again.

Since both of them had outstanding looks, they were bickering as if no one else was around. Therefore, the students coming and going were looking at them and whispering around them.

Being surrounded by everyone, Huacheng Iori turned a blind eye.

Her eyes would only stay on Ionuma Isao from beginning to end.

"The girl you were talking to just now is the heir to the Hatsugano Zaibatsu. Seeing how happily you were chatting with her, have you found another way to rely on a woman to rise to prominence?"

Of course.

Her venomous tongue was unique to Iinuma boy only.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Hanacheng Iori suddenly became serious and thoughtful, with the expression of a teenage mother: "Hatsukano-san is of noble birth, but in terms of character, she is more rebellious and a bit neurotic. She does not value her current status and material things at all, and has been waiting One day someone will take her away from here, just like... Mathilde in "Red and Black". If you really plan to develop with her, it means you have to fight against the entire Hatsukano family. Please Be careful that you end up like Julien, ending your life with a helpless funeral."

She talked for a long time.

It can be said that it is a bit sincere.

But Iinuma Isao couldn't help but smile proudly after hearing this: "It seems you really care about me."

Huacheng Iori rubbed his forehead in pain: "...Is this the point? You are hopeless."

"I said, since you care, don't be so arrogant and venomous." Iinuma Isao looked at her and complained, "I like girls who are gentle and considerate, and give out benefits from time to time. If you really want me to like you , please work hard in this direction!”

"No, Iinuma-san, I'm going to twist your will!" Hanacheng Iori put down his hand and turned to him, "I'm neither gentle nor considerate, but I just want to make you look like a pussy. While being scolded by me, you can’t help but fall in love with me!”

After saying that, a perfect smile appeared on her face that made all the boys around her blush.

In an instant, there was an "ooh" in the corridor.

"Huacheng classmate, let me do it!" someone shouted loudly.

"I just love being scolded by you!"

"If you think scolding isn't enough, why don't you step on my head with the sole of your shoe?"

No, are you people still children from rich families?

Why are everyone so spineless?

Ionuma Isao turned his eyes around, his face full of contempt.

In fact, he also thinks he can.

But he wants to maintain his image of being handsome, smart, diligent, and kind, so he can only endure it.

"Then let's see who is unable to extricate himself!" Ionuma Isao walked up first this time.

"Ah, don't you dare to respond? You were shocked by my words just now, weren't you..." Huacheng Iori followed him, holding his small hand on his flawless chin, staring at him playfully: "Iinuma Classmate, you are so cute looking like you are running away with a guilty conscience."

Ionuma Isao ignored her.

He continued walking up, but when he reached the fifth floor, he had to stop.

Turning his head and looking at the angel with the face of Shinomiya Kaguya, he couldn't help but get closer, and a smirk suddenly appeared on his face.

Huacheng Iori was shocked.

She subconsciously took a step back and leaned against the wall.

Ionuma Isao immediately took a step forward, leaving her with no way to go.

It's very similar to the picture of Bidong.

The students around him suddenly became quiet.

"What do you want to do?" Huacheng Iori felt panicked subconsciously.

Iinuma Isao looked at her and asked funnyly: "Can't you know what I'm thinking?"

"...You!" Huacheng Iori turned her head to avoid his sight.

Because he turned his head too far, his shiny black hair also started to sway.

"Please beg for mercy!" Ionuma Isao threatened.

Huacheng Iori bit her lower lip: "No, absolutely..."

"Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Then, in full view of everyone, the handsome young man stretched out his hand towards the beautiful girl.

"We, brother and sister, have not seen each other for many years. Today we finally reunited, but you have been so indifferent to your brother. What has happened to you these past years? You were not like this before. You used to be very clingy to your brother. You would eat and sleep with him together, and you also said that Be my brother’s bride. My dear Yi Mo Duo, what’s wrong with you..."

Under everyone's stunned gaze, the young man covered the girl's pretty face with his hands.

Pinch and shake.

The eyes of the girl who was treated like this gradually became watery.

It seems that there is no need to say more.

My sister's blush is better than all love words...

Her cheeks became hot, and her eyes looked at her brother stubbornly, flashing with a complex light of love and hatred.

"I will never be nice to you again! I will never..." With tears in her eyes, she complained arrogantly in front of dozens of students: "Iori... hates Onii-chan the most! "

At this moment, from the depths of her eyes, Ionuma Isao noticed a true feeling that scared him.

"That's it, forget it then, see you sister..."

He quickly let go and ran to the sixth floor.

The angel who stayed where he was turned his hot cheeks and looked towards the fourth floor.

She acquiesced in Iinuma Isao pinching herself, just to tell the visitor that she had her eyes on this guy.

It was like the gaze of a lioness protecting food, passing through the crowd and landing on the anemic girl.

The eyes of the two most beautiful girls met in the air, and sparks seemed to faintly collide, making the surrounding students smell a strong smell of gunpowder.

Ionuma Isao came to the sixth floor and plunged into the Class A classroom at the edge.

On the table in front of the podium, several male students gathered together and said that so and so seemed to have a crush on the English teacher.

The new boy quickly joined the discussion and asked the question "What are the good English teachers?"

This sentence was quickly answered.

English teacher Reiko Ishida is young and beautiful, gentle and enthusiastic towards students, and is very popular among the students.

Of course, the most popular answer was "Ishida-sensei's tight-fitting uniform is so beautiful."

This made Ionuma Isao very confused.

Do you people covet the teacher's body, or do you like the teacher's uniform?

From his own experience, the sensual charm of the body and the uniform must have both, neither one can be missing...

Looking at these perverts of the same age, he smiled faintly and turned on his mobile phone: "I happen to have some sexy pictures of uniforms and temptations. Come and share them with you."

In an instant, all the male classmates looked at him as if he were their godfather and thanked him in unison.

"Good boy, you are amazing!"

"If I don't give up, I'd like to be my adoptive father!"

"Is there any theme about motherhood?"

This innocent and primitive need is a bit harsh, but very simple.

A boy, if he doesn't have the need for beauty in his mind, he is nothing but a boy... Mr. Qian Zhongshu once said that the brains of boys at this age are dirtier than public toilets.

Iinuma Isao looked at these adopted sons and was about to share his collection of artworks, but suddenly felt a cold feeling behind his back.

Oops, I’m being targeted!

‘Everyone, let’s meet in the woods after school~’

He winked at these students and then walked forward bravely.

Huacheng Iori came in from the door and followed half a meter behind him like escorting a prisoner to the execution ground.

There's a wall ahead.

With nowhere to go, Ionuma Isao had no choice but to turn and walk toward the back of the classroom.

When I reached the back wall, I turned left again, intending to escape through the back door.

"Stop!" the angel called him coldly.

Iinuma Isao turned around and looked at her innocently.

"What were you talking about just now?" Huacheng Iori's eyes were cold.

"Uh……"

Ionuma Isao looked at the male classmates.

The man who just now was full of gratitude for recognizing him as his adoptive father didn't dare to look here at this moment. It seemed that Angel's status in the class was very high.

I can only rely on myself to deal with this female devil...

Iinuma Isao thought about it for a while and said, "I am establishing my future leadership position among the boys in the class!"

Huacheng Iori looked like this, sighed helplessly, and rubbed his painful temples: "Can't you keep a low profile?"

"Do I look like a low-key person?" Ionuma Isao asked her.

"I don't care, you have to keep a low profile for me anyway!" Huacheng Iori said commandingly.

"Hmm~"