Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"Um..." Mizuhara Moko raised her hand amid the arguing over whether to remind her or not, and said weakly, "Is there a possibility that she is Ogiwara-san?"

"what?!"

"Mizuhara, what are you talking about?"

"Mozi, you didn't sleep well last night!"

Not only those who were not familiar with Ogihara Saki, but also several classmates who had some friendship with Ogihara Saki began to agree.

"That's impossible. It doesn't look like Ogiwara at all."

"Besides, Ogiwara is nearsighted and can't see the road clearly without glasses."

The girls all denied Mizuhara Moko's point of view one by one.

What a joke!

Apart from gender, what else does Ogihara Saki match the graceful and dazzling girl in front of me?

They are classmates who live in the same class and spend every day together. How could they not know what the usually honest and timid Ogihara Saki looks like?

Sitting in her seat, Ogihara Saki took out the textbooks she would use for class from her canvas bag.

“No one seemed to recognize me…”

"When Fujii-kun comes later, he will probably have the same reaction, right?"

Her eyes were full of smiles and she was smiling secretly in her heart.

Just as everyone in the class was making a lot of noise, Fujii Itsuki gently patted the shoulder of the crew-cut man who was blocking the classroom door.

"Classmate, please make way."

Hearing the voice coming from behind, the man with a crew cut turned his head subconsciously.

"Ah, Fujii..."

He greeted with a stiff expression and quickly made way for Fujii Itsuki to pass.

Ever since Fujii Itsuki became famous at the school gate, no one in the class dared to provoke this gentle and dull Fujii.

"Yeah." Fujii Itsuki responded softly, walked to his seat, and took out the social psychology homework from his schoolbag.

"Fujii-kun is here!"

As if it was a woman's natural sixth sense, Ogihara Saki turned her head to look in the direction of Fujii Itsuki.

She touched her slightly hot face, cheered herself up in her heart, and stood up from her seat.

In the classroom, except for Fujii Itsuki who was taking out her homework, everyone's attention was immediately drawn to Ogihara Saki's actions.

"You guessed it right, she realized she was in the wrong class!"

"Hey, no, in this direction, she seems to be going to find Fujii!"

"Ah? Do they know each other?"

Several classmates widened their eyes slightly, and their eyeballs moved stiffly as Ogihara Saki walked.

Ogihara Saki held the wrist of her other hand with one slender hand, which hung in front of her thigh, and greeted Fujii Itsuki who was sitting at the desk in a soft and gentle voice.

"Good morning, Fujii-kun!"

After hearing her words, all the boys in the classroom who had fantasies about Ogihara Saki looked pale.

"Damn it, they really are acquainted with each other!"

"Damn Fujii, he's handsome and good at fighting, but he actually knows such a cute girl!"

"Ahhh!"

In an instant, all kinds of envious, jealous and hateful eyes came towards Fujii Itsuki.

If looks could kill, he would have been cut into pieces long ago.

Putting down the social psychology homework in his hand, Fujii Itsuki raised his head and looked at the radiant girl in front of him, who looked like a magazine model.

"Hey, it's Ogiwara, good morning."

“It’s a beautiful day today.”

Chapter 73 Just pamper her

"Crack!"

It seemed that I heard the sound of a mirror breaking.

The heartbeats of the thirty or so students in the classroom slowed down.

How can it be?

How could it be Ogihara Saki-san? !

They all wished they could open their eyes wider so that they could carefully observe Ogihara Saki's true appearance.

Even Ogihara Saki herself showed a hint of surprise.

“I was recognized instantly by Fujii-kun!”

"Everyone treats me like a stranger!"

"Fujii-kun, can you recognize me?" Ogiwara Saki opened her mouth slightly and pointed at herself with her slender fingers.

"You don't have an extra head than anyone else, why can't you recognize it?" Fujii Itsuki said with some amusement.

He took the attractive Ogihara Saki in front of him in his eyes, stroking his chin and said, "To be honest, the changes are indeed very big."

"She put on makeup, permed her hair, and probably wore contact lenses..."

"But I don't need to look at your appearance, I know it's you as soon as I hear your voice."

sound?

The classmates in the class woke up as if from a dream, and recalled the voice of Ogihara Saki when she spoke just now. It seemed to sound a little familiar.

Once doubt arises, it is like planting a seed in your heart.

They couldn't help but compare the exquisite and dazzling girl in front of them with the rustic Ogihara Saki-san in their impression.

Almost the same height, same voice...

"how could be?"

"it's wired!"

"Did she have plastic surgery?!"

Even when the truth is right in front of them, many students are still immersed in their own world and are unwilling to believe it.

Among the crowd, only Mizuhara Moko clapped her hands and said proudly, "See, I told you it was Ogiwara-san!"

"I didn't expect Fujii-kun to recognize me at first sight..."

Ogihara Saki lowered her head, and her slender fingers were twisted together.

"I thought Fujii-kun would treat me as a stranger like everyone else."

"So you were looking forward to this..." Seeing that Ogiwara Saki was a little depressed, Fujii Itsuki smiled slightly.

"Then I'll satisfy you once."

He pretended to be reluctant and extended his hand to Ogihara Saki.

"Let me introduce myself to you again, Ogiwara-san. I'm Fujii Itsuki."

"Ho-"

Ogihara Saki's beautiful eyes trembled as she looked at the handsome boy in front of her who stretched out his right hand to her, and her ears heard the other party's gentle voice.

Her heart couldn't help beating faster and faster, as if a naughty little deer was running around in her heart.

Ah, is this possible?

The students sitting nearby also turned their heads away one after another as if they were teased.

Damn, are we also part of your love affair?

Fujii-san, just pamper her!

"Fujii-kun..." Ogiwara Saki's pretty face was flushed with a blush at some point. She slowly raised her hand and gently held Fujii Itsuki's hand.

"My name is Ogihara Saki." She had beautiful eyes and eyebrows and smiled sweetly at Fujii Itsuki.

Fujii Itsuki and Ogiwara Saki were holding hands, looking romantic, but the other students in the classroom were fed a lot of dog food.

Fortunately, class started in a few minutes, and Ogihara Saki reluctantly returned to her seat in the front row.

"Jingle Bell."

The bell rang for the end of afternoon class, and after the teacher left, Ogihara Saki was immediately surrounded by a group of enthusiastic girls.

"Ogiwara, which hair salon did you go to to get your hair permed? It's so beautiful."

"Saki-chan, your skin is so fair, what skin care products do you usually use? Can you recommend some?"

"My makeup always gets stuck, Saki-chan, can you teach me how to put on makeup?"

"..."

The girls spoke rapidly, asking Ogihara Saki all sorts of questions like curious babies.

"It's over there in Kita-Senju..." Ogihara Saki gave a nervous but polite smile and pulled her long, soft hair that fell in front of her chest. She was obviously a little overwhelmed by their enthusiasm.

This was the first time in her life that she was so popular among her classmates.

Fortunately, Fujii Itsuki's voice came from the back of the classroom in time and rescued Ogiwara Saki.

"Ogihara, let's go home..."

Fujii Itsuki packed his schoolbag and shouted in the direction of Ogihara Saki.

"Ah, here she comes!" Ogihara Saki stood up and responded without thinking.

Looking at the girls around her who were eagerly waiting for her to share her answers, Ogihara Saki gave an apologetic smile and said quickly, "Fujii-kun is waiting for me. I have to go home."

"If you have any questions for me, you can add my line first."

She said as she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket.

Hearing this, even a few shy and reserved girls in the class couldn't help but come over.

"Don't push, don't push, let me add first!"

"First come, first served, understand?"

“Haha, I added it!”

The boys in the classroom were also eager to make a move when they saw this, but due to Fujii Itsuki's previous "notoriety", no one dared to step forward to ask for Ogihara Saki's line.

“…I’m saved.”

Carrying a canvas bag, Ogiwara Saki squeezed out of the crowd with great effort, smoothed her messy hair, and smiled at Fujii Itsuki.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Fujii-kun!"

"I didn't expect that Ogiwara-san is actually quite popular..." Fujii Itsuki teased with a smile and left the teaching building along the corridor.

"I myself never thought that people's attitude towards me would suddenly change like this."

Ogihara Saki explained as she quickened her pace and followed.

The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder, less than 50 centimeters apart, under the afternoon sun in late September when the temperature was just right.

"Ogiwara, didn't you ride your bike today?"

"Because I was wearing a new skirt I just bought, I didn't ride it because I was afraid it would get dirty..."

"Then again, why did you dress up so beautifully out of nowhere, even putting on makeup and changing into new clothes?"

"Because..." Ogihara Saki was about to say this, but suddenly got stuck.

"Because Fujii-kun said he likes pretty and virtuous girls!"

But she only dared to say these words in her heart.

She suddenly recalled the scene of fleeing in Fujii Itsuki's room, so she gritted her teeth, stopped and stood still.