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"Youmiko seems to be in good spirits. How about trying harder to help her solve her problems?"

Looking at the still majestic spirit, Miura Yumiko swallowed hard, blushed and looked away unnaturally, saying insincerely:

"I'll let Amamiya-kun go this time. If Ebina wasn't going to sing karaoke with me later, I...I would definitely let Amamiya-kun know what awesomeness is!"

It was precisely because she had a date later that Amemiya deliberately stretched out her penis so that Miura Yumiko could squeeze it out like eating ice cream.

Otherwise, her stomach would be full of it, and she wouldn’t be able to explain the situation to her friends later.

How could she possibly go singing K with friends with a belly full of gifts?

It's acceptable to eat it~

So, the above situation happened, and after shouting, Yumiko Miura ran away.

Although her steps were a little weak, one could still clearly see the girl's shyness.

Amemiya smiled dotingly and shook his head, then he tightened his belt and felt a miraculous refreshment.

I took out my cell phone and checked the time. There were still two hours left before I had to give Rena Kurashiki extra lessons.

Amemiya was thinking about doing something to kill time. He felt that it would have a bad influence if he went back to the classroom now.

This time he misjudged the situation. His classmates were already used to his skipping classes, so they were actually quite surprised to see him in the classroom.

Even though he skipped classes so many times, Amemiya always ranked first in his grade in various tests such as mock exams, which made them unable to accept it.

While he was thinking, a crisp thudding sound was heard from the bookshelf next to him, and Serizawa Yukiha raised her hand with a rosy face.

"Amamiya-kun, are you guys done yet?"

Amemiya was also a little embarrassed. Every time he and Yumiko came to the library, he had to ask Serizawa Yukiha to guard the door.

As time went by and the number of times increased, even his thick skin would feel embarrassed and he responded with a wry smile:

"Ah, well, sorry to bother Serizawa-san again."

Ever since the last incident of gratitude at Yukiha Serizawa's house, Amemiya deliberately reduced the number of times he came to the library in order to avoid the embarrassment of their meeting.

After all, last time I poured the liquid all over her pretty face, and her whole body was covered with the sticky white liquid. It was such a sin.

Serizawa Xueye shook her head indifferently, bit her pink lips tightly, and whispered:

"It's okay. I'm already very satisfied to be able to do something for Amamiya-kun..."

"Arnold, does Amamiya-kun really hate me?"

Her innocent and beautiful face showed obvious fear and fragility, and she looked as pitiful as an abandoned little white rabbit. Her timid look was heartbreaking.

Yu Gong was stunned. How did he come to this conclusion? He asked stiffly:

"Ah, why would you think that, Serizawa-san? I must think you're a very nice girl, so how could I hate you?"

"But...but I feel like Amamiya-kun has been avoiding me..."

Every time she saw Amemiya in the academy, Yukiha Serizawa wanted to go up and say hello with joy, but she always failed due to various accidents.

Even when he accompanied Miura Yumiko to the library to eat secretly, his eyes never stayed on her, which made her very worried that she might have done something wrong.

Her dull face was tinged with haggardness, a thin mist floated in her bright eyes, and her tearful appearance made Amemiya's heart twitch violently, and she felt very guilty.

To be honest, he has indeed been intentionally reducing his contact with Yukiha Serizawa recently.

On the one hand, he didn't know how to face this pure girl, and on the other hand, he felt guilty from the last accident.

Amemiya didn't want to bring too much influence to her because of himself, which would be unfair to her.

And now that Serizawa Yukiha has chosen to risk her life and ask, Amamiya has no choice but to respond directly. He raises his eyelids slightly and sighs:

"Serizawa-san, please look me in the eyes."

The girl subconsciously obeyed his order, and Amamiya said word by word with great seriousness:

"I promise that what I'm going to say next is true, and please believe me."

"I have never hated Serizawa-san from the beginning to the end. I never did in the past, I never do now, and I probably won't in the future."

"Do you understand what I mean by that, Serizawa-san?"

"Ah, it's my fault that Serizawa-san has been troubled for so long. You are a very beautiful and lovely girl. This is what I really mean."

Hearing Amemiya's sincere response, which was slightly distressed and apologetic, Serizawa Yukiha felt dizzy, and the blood could not stop flowing to her pretty face, burning the sky with a red glow.

Ahhh, Amamiya-kun said I’m a pretty and cute girl!

As if she had turned into a steam engine, Amemiya stared at the girl with steam coming out of her face in amazement. He hurriedly stepped forward to hold her shoulders, shook her head and said:

"Serizawa-san, are you okay?"

"Ah, I'm fine, just a little shy. I didn't expect that I would be so highly regarded by Amamiya-kun~"

Serizawa Yukiha covered her red face with her hands and looked at him again and again with watery eyes, as if she was glued to the boy.

Amemiya laughed in silence, and as if by habit, he gently lifted up the girl's drooping hair. Then, realizing it belatedly, he quickly withdrew his hand and said:

"Sorry, I was a little too abrupt."

"But Serizawa-san can be more confident. I won't lie about this alone."

Lowering her eyebrows and glancing at the boy's warm palm that he had taken back, Serizawa Yukiha pouted and muttered to herself:

"I don't mind~"

Then he turned into Watson and found the blind spot. His tone returned to a low tone and he said sullenly:

"Since Amamiya-kun thinks so highly of my appearance, why are you still avoiding me?"

The big watery eyes stared at him straight, and Amemiya's scalp felt numb. He didn't expect that such a simple girl would actually realize that he was trying to change the subject!

This was really a miscalculation. Amemiya smiled bitterly and decided not to play any tricks and just tell everything.

"Maybe it's because after last time, I feel a little awkward facing Serizawa-san."

"Hey, why do you feel embarrassed, Amamiya-kun? It was me who took the initiative to express my gratitude, and I am the one who caused trouble for Amamiya-kun!"

"Because Serizawa-san looks innocent, romantic and cute, I always feel like I'm desecrating you by relieving my stress..."

Amemiya touched his nose awkwardly, and made up his mind to make everything clear all at once, as long as it could dispel her doubts.

Chapter 337 How Do You Prove That You Don't Hate Me?

When he thought of the charming look of Serizawa Yukiha covered in white oars last time, Amemiya felt not only guilt but also an indescribable compassion.

The fundamental evil of human beings lies in their eternal and incessant demands.

Even though Amemiya tried his best to control himself from fantasizing, all kinds of strange thoughts still emerged in his mind, and he was no exception.

"Amamiya-kun didn't defile me. I did that willingly."

"But I will feel guilty, Serizawa-san."

Serizawa Yukiha lowered her head shyly, her white fingers intertwined with each other. After a long while, she raised her pink cheeks and stammered:

"The best way to solve a problem is to face it bravely. Since Amamiya-kun feels guilty, if we try a few more times, maybe we can get over this psychological barrier, right?"

Do you think you are doing desensitization training if you do it a few more times?

Amemiya held his forehead up to the sky, shocked by the amazing brain circuits of the innocent little white rabbit in front of him. His expression changed several times, but he still gritted his teeth to avoid further ambiguity in the relationship.

"But our relationship hasn't reached that level. If that were the case, Serizawa-san would be at a disadvantage."

"Ever since I was saved by Amamiya-kun, I don't feel like I've suffered any loss. On the contrary, I feel that it's great to be able to do something for you~"

"Or is this just an excuse for Amamiya-kun to shirk my responsibility?"

"As expected, a woman like me who is not likable is not worthy of being by Amamiya-kun's side, right?"

The girl's voice became increasingly low, and a strong sense of self-abandonment lingered throughout her body, like an abandoned, homeless, injured puppy wailing silently.

Her eye sockets were slightly red and swollen, and she pursed her pink lips tightly, looking like a tearful woman.

How could you think so crooked?!

Yu Gong didn't know whether he should smile bitterly or not. He sighed, held his forehead, closed his eyes and said:

"Okay, okay, I get it. Let's do as Serizawa-san says. But this is just to prove that I don't hate Serizawa-san."

"Hi!"

Serizawa Yukiha burst into laughter, as beautiful as a lotus in the clear water. She sniffed cutely, then couldn't wait to take small steps to kneel in front of him.

Seeing the undisguised excitement and blush on her beautiful face, Amemiya began to doubt whether he had done something wrong.

Why does it feel like she is happier than me? This is really out of the ordinary.

Shaking his head to dispel distracting thoughts, Amamiya was focused and his eyes were empty. He was filled with a sense of desperation. He waved his hand feebly and said to the girl:

"Serizawa-san, come here."

"Uh-huh!"

The girl nodded excitedly. What he didn't expect the most was that Serizawa Yukiha chose to use her ultimate move right at the start!

She skillfully removed the seal and released the devil, and gently held it with her soft and delicate hands as if she had obtained a treasure. She first swallowed the ice cream in one gulp to fully experience the wonderful taste.

Then, with a red face, she freed up a soft hand and methodically unbuttoned the taut buttons one by one.

The flesh was as white as jade, and was gradually exposed to Amemiya's vision inch by inch.

Faced with the dazzling ripe fruits, Amemiya almost fell into a trance. Why did it feel like they were a little bigger than the last time he saw them?

Is this the terrifying power of Serizawa-san?

Before he could recover from the shock, Yukiha Serizawa squeezed it into his vagina, kneading it softly, and performed desensitization training with all her tenderness.

From time to time, he would torture her by making her eat ice cream. He would continue to torture her twice. He blinked his bright and slightly shy eyes and asked hesitantly:

"Amamiya-kun, is this okay?"

"..."

Don't look at me like that. Isn't this disturbing my spiritual mind?

Amemiya closed his eyes sincerely and quietly enjoyed the service of Serizawa Yukiha. It took a long time before he uttered softly.

"Serizawa-san did a great job."

Then, as if remembering something, he added, "It's even better than last time."

Receiving Amemiya's compliment, Serizawa Yukiha smiled delightedly, her delicate eyebrows and eyes curved into a charming arc, showing her purity and temptation to the fullest.

The amplitude of the swaying of her fair head and tender lips became more and more exaggerated and rapid, and the sides of her pink cheeks were tightly sunken.

There was a continuous sound of water splashing, as if the creature was sniping and encircling some prehistoric monster.

Amemiya had to admit that Serizawa Yukiha was making rapid progress, as if she was born a piece of beautiful jade. Once carved, she would burst out with endless shock and power.

In this process, the girl seemed to have an extraordinarily wonderful experience.

The green grapes hanging on the vines are full of energy and round and mellow.

As it moved forward, it held its head high and its chest high, but was constantly flattened and restored by the pillars of heaven that supported the mountains.

Thousands of hardships cannot bring it down. Instead, it becomes braver and more resilient as it fights more.

Countless delicate electric currents swept through the body during the friction, and the subtle tingling feeling made Serizawa Yukiha unable to help but gently stroke the thigh.

The tide surged silently and quickly soaked the thin cloth.

Steam slightly emanated from her pink lips, her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and she stared at Amemiya tenderly, with an indescribable charm.

Staring at the boy who made her heart beat, Serizawa Yukiha slowly spit out the ice cream, covered her pretty face shyly, lowered her head and whispered softly:

"Arnold, can Amamiya-kun help me like before?"

"I can only reach that state when Amamiya-kun helps me..."

His voice became lower and lower, and his cheeks became redder and redder, as if blood was about to drip out.

Yukiha Serizawa never thought that she could actually reveal her true thoughts. She felt extremely shy but also full of humble expectations.

Ever since being treated by Amemiya, that kind of wonder has appeared in his dreams every now and then, and every time he wakes up, little Kuku is overwhelmed by it.

The physical and mental torture made her feel a little depressed. She had tried to solve the problem by herself, but she could never reach the level that Amemiya brought her.