I just want your reward.

Toru Suzuki looked at her back. She was wearing long pants like Masumi Kamuro, so he couldn't see the girl's plump buttocks and white thighs.

However, there will definitely be opportunities in the future.

Toru Suzuki also walked out of the indoor gymnasium. The dusk was coming towards him. The setting sun was shining on the buildings not far away, and scattered rays of light were shattered on the ground. The faint twilight was accompanied by clusters of shadows. A slightly warm breath was evaporating on the ground. There were students in groups of three or two chatting about daily topics on the road. From time to time, details about the previous game could be heard. It seemed that Ken Sudo had caused the students in Class A to be wary of Class D.

On the way back, he listened silently to the students' discussion.

After a while, many wishes suddenly lit up in front of Suzuki Toru's eyes.

Chapter 265: So Shameful

In the dusk, the twilight was slowly fading away, and the lights on the roadside suddenly lit up. Sakura Airi, who was about to go back to the dormitory, couldn't help but pause.

The drifting twilight poured down from the clouds in the sky. The rooftops not far away were faintly flickering with the afterglow of the setting sun. At the same time, the street lights crossed the road, casting a long shadow that fell just in front of her.

Sakura Airi looked at the students in front of her. There were obviously people here and she knew that no accidents would happen on the road, but she felt extremely uneasy and her heart was beating very uncomfortably.

Because from her perspective, she could see several figures following her, and she could hear each other's voices from time to time.

"To be honest, the girls in our class have really big breasts. Even Horikita is a potential stock!"

"Hasebe is definitely number one, I really want to get my hands on him!"

"Kikyo-chan is the best, but it's really abominable that the guys in Class A got away with it for nothing!"

"Look at you guys, you are so useless. I have touched your breasts with my own hands, okay?"

“Ohhhh, is this true?!”

"Don't lie, Haruki. Just lie to your brothers, but don't lie to yourself, okay?"

Facing the questioning of a group of boys, Yamauchi Haruki pretended to clear his throat, then motioned them to look at Sakura Airi in front of them, and whispered: "Did you see Sakura? Didn't she confess to me before? In fact, she wanted to use her breasts to keep me, but I just played with them a few times and rejected her."

"Really? Really?" Chi Kuanzhi looked at his good brother in shock. He didn't expect that he almost climbed the stairs to the adults.

However, they didn't notice that Sakura Airi buried her head lower and lower, and her pace quickened a lot.

"It must be true. Sakura's breasts are big and white, super nice. But you have to keep it a secret for me. I don't want others to know that I was confessed to by that country girl."

As he spoke, Yamauchi Haruki's voice rose several tones, and he seemed particularly proud, enjoying the envious looks from those around him.

Sakura Airi really wanted to stop, walk up to the other person, and slap him hard. When did she confess to him?

Even if I wanted to confess, how could I possibly do something so obscene?

However, this thought only remained in Sakura Airi's mind. In reality, she couldn't muster up the courage to slap him.

Not only did they not dare to hit them, but they also had to pretend not to hear anything, because it was not the first time that these boys were publicly discussing girls' figures.

For example, they once publicly bet on the size of girls' breasts in front of the girls in the classroom, and even made a serious effort to make a table of odds.

All in all, Sakura Airi felt that it was too much and hated these people from the bottom of her heart.

Especially this Haruki Yamauchi, he doesn’t look handsome at all, and all he talks about is breasts and buttocks. How could anyone confess to him?

Sakura Airi didn't want to listen anymore and her pace became faster and faster. She could feel the gazes from behind her like thorns, giving her goose bumps.

"But, if you think about it carefully, Sakura seems quite cute." Yamauchi Haruki continued to speak from behind, as if he had no intention of concealing it and deliberately let her hear it.

"I'm so jealous, Haruki, you can get rid of your single life now!"

"Hey, I used to like Kikyo-chan, but now I think Sakura is pretty good. Even though she's a bit rustic, she's cute and has big breasts."

"She's just up ahead, Haruki, do you want to go over and tell her?"

"There are too many of you. You will definitely scare her..."

Before Yamauchi Haruki finished speaking, a voice came from behind.

"Hey, Sakura-san!"

Then, a figure walked past them and naturally caught up with Sakura Airi in front.

Sakura Airi was startled at first, and subconsciously turned her head, just in time to see Suzuki Toru's smile. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she was suddenly at a loss.

"We just happened to meet on the road, what a coincidence, now follow me, I have something to ask of you."

As he spoke, Suzuki Toru suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her up and ran away.

"Eh hey hey!?" Sakura Airi was completely confused and let Suzuki Toru take her away.

Suzuki Toru glanced at Yamauchi Haruki behind him, whose face was ashen, and he looked shocked and angry, but he didn't dare to speak loudly.

However, the other party had no intention of catching up.

After a while, Suzuki Toru slowly stopped, then looked at the girl next to him and said, "Next time you encounter the same thing as before, either go up and slap him or run away quickly."

Suddenly being pulled to run, Sakura Airi, who was not good at sports, felt dizzy, her face flushed, and she was breathing rapidly. The schoolbag in her hand almost fell down.

She had already changed into her school uniform, and her sportswear should be in her schoolbag.

"I, I know... I'm sorry..." Sakura Airi gasped, covering her chest with her hands, feeling that her heart was beating too fast.

"I should be the one to say sorry. Until now I have not found the person who harassed you." Suzuki Toru did not look away. She had too many wishes.

"No, no, Suzuki-kun did nothing wrong. I accidentally provoked him. Besides, Suzuki-kun has helped me before and has always comforted me. Now he is helping me again..." Sakura Airi explained awkwardly. The more she spoke, the redder her face became, and her voice became smaller at the end.

The girl's blushing face made the atmosphere strange, and Suzuki Toru asked as if to change the subject: "Are you usually alone?"

"Yeah, but I'm used to it." Sakura Airi raised her head and looked at him nervously, "Is this... weird?"

"I'm just worried about your safety. You might be stalked in the future. Some people can be scary when they get crazy." Suzuki Toru remained calm.

Perhaps because she is rarely cared for, Sakura Airi was a little shy and whispered, "I will be careful. I seldom go out, and even when I go out, I am taking pictures."

Toru Suzuki thought of her camera. In addition to taking selfies, she would also take pictures of the school scenery.

"Is it possible that we can't take photos of the school out?"

“Oh, is that so?”

"According to regulations, no information about this school is allowed to be leaked. Didn't the clerk tell you about this when you bought the camera?"

"Okay, I think he did, but he said it's OK as long as you don't upload it to social media."

Sakura Airi looked at him cautiously. The man in front of her was a cadre of the student union. He might arrest her and criticize her.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just telling you." Suzuki Toru smiled, "I've seen your tweets, they're mostly selfies, no information about school, so in principle it's OK."

Sakura Airi breathed a sigh of relief, but then couldn't help blushing. She knew that her selfies were completely different from her usual style, and it felt like someone had discovered her little secret.

It's so embarrassing. I know I didn't expose myself and it's not something too excessive, but I still feel so shy.

Chapter 266: Photo Fraud

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Because I...I don't look anything like the photo now. I feel like I'm lying."

Although she was a little hesitant, Sakura Airi expressed her thoughts carefully.

Suzuki Toru suddenly looked at her pretty face. A pair of glasses so thick that it was hard to tell the degree was placed on her small nose. Two pigtails hung behind her shoulders. She kept her head down, looking slightly hunched, as if she was trying to hide the big bunny on her chest and try not to attract other people's attention.

She was dressed very rustically, but the skin faintly revealed had a delicate and white luster, and under the glasses were a pair of beautiful eyes.

If her bangs were lifted up and her pigtails were let down, the idol in the photo might be walking out of reality.

For others, they are afraid that others will find out that they look different in real life than in the photos, so they turn off the beauty filter, leaving only a withered beauty.

But in Sakura Airi's eyes, she was afraid that someone would find out that she looked like the photo, so she deliberately made herself ugly.

"People will be sarcastic if you say something like that, as you clearly have the potential to become an overnight sensation." Even from a professional's perspective, Suzuki Toru could not find any flaws in her.

These days, competition among idols is fierce, and voice actors often cross industries to compete for business.

In order to catch up with their peers, idols who were originally only required to act cute now have to learn various skills. Singing and dancing are already the basics, and sometimes they also need acting skills and variety show talents.

but--

The most important thing about an idol is their appearance.

Fortunately, Sakura Airi's looks are in no way inferior to the idols in the previous world.

"Becoming famous and stuff like that is too far away from me." Sakura Airi quickly denied Suzuki Toru's words, looking a little embarrassed.

"Sakura-san, I know you feel very unfamiliar with these things. You should have met your seniors when you were shooting the photo album, right?"

When she was in junior high school, Sakura Airi debuted as a gravure idol and appeared in magazines, which is how she accumulated some fans.

"I met a few seniors. Because I'm not good at interacting with others and I'm afraid of men's gazes..." Sakura Airi whispered, "So my sisters helped me put on makeup, prepare clothes and take pictures."

The sisters she mentioned should be makeup artists, photographers, and agents.

Finally, Sakura Airi added another sentence.

"...A senior once told me how I should pose to look cuter."

"It sounds very gentle."

"But, I still couldn't hold on in the end. I was too timid."

Given her personality, the filming work at that time was probably very time-consuming and energy-consuming.

Suzuki Tetsu suddenly asked: "Why do you want to take this path?"

Sakura Airi was slightly stunned. She seemed to have answered this question many times. No matter who she was facing or whether it was now, there should be only one answer.

"I...I want to try a different version of myself."

However, under his slightly gentle gaze, my answer seemed a little different.

"A different self?" Suzuki Toru roughly understood and couldn't help but smile, "Think of it this way, Sakura-san is completely different now than the person in the photo."

Sakura Airi lowered her head. Although she knew that Suzuki Toru had no intention of laughing at her, she felt depressed and had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"The biggest difference is that you can smile in the photo, and your smile is very cute." Suzuki Toru said suddenly.

Sakura Airi blushed suddenly. This guy was teasing her seriously.

"That's just pretending. Senior said it would make me look cute."

"So, Sakura-san is cute."

“Gu…Please, please don’t say that anymore. This is not my true appearance…”

"You mean you now?" Suzuki Toru looked at her blushing face, "Actually, when you're not smiling, you look a different kind of cute."

"Please... please don't tease me anymore, Suzuki-kun." Sakura Airi subconsciously puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction. This guy was so hateful that he was still teasing her.

"I'm not kidding. For some idols, even if they make a sour face, the fans in the audience will still be fascinated by them." Toru Suzuki witnessed with his own eyes a group of perverted fans who were scolded but would still cheer loudly and excitedly.

At that time, he felt that these otakus were hopeless.

Sakura Airi thought he was lying and pouted, "Don't think I don't know that I'll get mad at you for giving a mean face to your fans."

"So you have to build your character well. Think about it, if a girlfriend who usually has the image of a good girl suddenly blushes and calls you a pervert, wouldn't you find it very novel and very happy?"

After she finished speaking, Sakura Airi instinctively moved away from Suzuki Toru.

Then, she realized that this was a bit too much, and couldn't help but quickly asked: "What did you want me to do just now?"

"Sorry, that was just an excuse." Suzuki Toru ignored the hurt she caused him by taking a small step back.

"Oh." Sakura Airi didn't know what to say. She was not good at finding topics to talk about, so she had to lower her head and follow him.

However, she would secretly look at Suzuki Toru's back from time to time.

This person is the only classmate I can talk to at the moment, and they have common topics. When talking about idols and the like, he seems to be more familiar with them than I am.

For example, in the previous chat, Toru Suzuki had told her a lot of experience in the entertainment industry, and also guessed her previous company and magazine.

Toru Suzuki could even discuss photography techniques with her, and even knew a thing or two about poses, lighting, and makeup.

It’s incredible!

More importantly, Sakura Airi never thought that there would be someone who would be so compatible with her.

He was obviously a boy as well, but he didn't deliberately peek at me, unlike the other boys in the class at all.