Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

As if she had heard something extremely disgusting, Eriri Sawamura quickly waved her hand and said...

She really has absolutely no feelings for Aki Tomoya anymore.

Having spent so much time with Yukino Yukinoshita, she has been influenced to some extent.

That kind of self-destructive behavior of becoming a "loser" is impossible.

"Ok."

After staring at Eriri Sawamura for a while, Yukino Yukinoshita nodded in relief.

My efforts in training them over this period of time have not been in vain.

There's still hope for this child.

Standing at the crossroads, Eriri Sawamura and Yukino Yukinoshita chatted about the interesting things that happened to them during their winter break.

Although we keep in touch every day and often go shopping together, it still feels like we have so much to talk about.

Chapter 454 Eriri: Be my model!

The golden twin tails swayed behind it, seemingly indicating that its owner was in a very good mood.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, swaying gently with Yukino Yukinoshita's steps.

A happy smile appeared on her face, revealing her small canine teeth.

A face that appears expressionless, but the slight upturn at the corners of the mouth betrays it.

"I heard there's a really nice new dessert shop that opened nearby recently. Should we go check it out after school?"

Eriri Sawamura said with great interest.

Although Sawamura Eriri usually acts like a rich young lady at school, she doesn't need to do that in front of Yukino Yukinoshita, who knows her well.

Of course, a certain degree of elegance is still necessary.

As for Aki Tomoya?

What is that thing?

If you were to describe Aki Tomoya as a complete idiot in terms of emotional intelligence, even a complete idiot would say: I cannot accept such humiliation.

Even if Aki Tomoya finally comes to his senses someday, Sawamura Eriri will only think that he's possessed by a ghost.

If this were a game, then Eriri Sawamura's affection for Tomoya Aki would have dropped from extremely high to extremely low, and it would remain constant.

".....Can."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yukino Yukinoshita finally agreed.

In fact, given her personality, she prefers to read books or do other things in the service club after school.

I wasn't originally a person who liked crowds.

Or perhaps no one led her into that bustling world, and she herself was unwilling to engage with that unfamiliar world.

Now someone is pulling him along to try and experience that world.

Yukino Yukinoshita initially resisted instinctively.

Not everyone can decisively step out of their comfort zone.

But seeing Eriri Sawamura's expectant eyes, Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't bring herself to refuse.

Yukino Yukinoshita gently twirled a strand of hair behind her ear with her slender, pale fingers, and sighed silently in her heart.

While changing Eriri, he was also influenced by Eriri.

This applies to both personality and other aspects.

His sharpness in his speech was much less pronounced than before, and he was no longer as arrogant as he used to be.

I also learned a lot of strange and unusual things (cough cough)

Cross out the previous sentence.

There's nothing we can do about it; anyone who visits Eriri Sawamura's studio will feel a sense of enlightenment.

Of course, you might also experience the sensation of a stroke.

When Yukino Yukinoshita saw her own painting on Eriri Sawamura's easel, she almost couldn't catch her breath.

Am I the disheveled, flushed guy?

That day, Eriri Sawamura narrowly escaped death.

"Oh, right, Yukinoshita."

Suddenly, Eriri Sawamura said somewhat awkwardly, with a strange blush on her face.

It seemed as if there was something unspeakable about it.

"what happened?"

Seeing Eriri Sawamura's awkward little expression, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Is this guy thinking about something really terrible?

"Hey, could you come to my house tonight and be my model?"

With a blush, Eriri Sawamura whispered.

He pressed his head against the ground, his face almost buried in his chest, which didn't even exist.

Looking at Eriri Sawamura's shy appearance.

Yukino Yukinoshita felt her fist suddenly harden.

She didn't think that being a model was really just about standing there and being a model for this guy.

It wasn't like that last time I went.

Recalling some of the previous scenes, Yukino Yukinoshita's face flushed.

The expression on a girl's usually aloof face is incredibly captivating.

With her watery eyes fixed on Eriri Sawamura's little head, Yukino Yukinoshita wished she could lift the top of her head to see what was inside.

Tsk, you can tell without even thinking that it's probably all yellow waste.

"Please, please."

Having received no response, Eriri Sawamura quietly looked up and noticed Yukino Yukinoshita's expression, which brought her a surge of joy.

There is a play!

Taking advantage of Yukino's inattention, a cute tiger pounced on her and tugged at her arm.

When Eriri Sawamura threw herself onto Yukino Yukinoshita, both of them felt a shiver run through their hearts.

But they all maintained a calm expression.

However, for Yukino Yukinoshita, besides that strange feeling, there was also a somewhat impolite thought.

'So flat, so hard.'

In this respect, the two are actually quite similar.

This is truly a heartbreaking story.

"Is it good or bad? Okay~ no~ okay~?"

Eriri Sawamura launched her cuteness offensive.

The cuteness offensive worked!

The cuteness offensive is incredibly effective!

Yukino Yukinoshita was hit!

Yukino Yukinoshita has been defeated!

"Okay, okay, I promise you, just let go now."

Yukino Yukinoshita pressed Eriri Sawamura's face and whispered.

Even she herself didn't realize that her voice was much softer and cuter than usual.

The so-called image of a high-class beauty vanishes at this moment.

Of course, the reason for her flushed face, besides Sawamura Eriri's cute advances, was also because her hands were restlessly groping her.

The so-called cold and arrogant woman has simply not met the one who can make her blush.

It could be a lover, a sweetheart, or even God... (cough cough)

relatively.

You still like women, you just haven't met the man who can make you gay.

No matter how cold a man may be, his rectum is still warm.

(Damn it, what the hell am I saying...)

"Hehe, then it's settled."

Sawamura Eriri chuckled as she let go of her hand.

Unbeknownst to Yukino, her fingers slightly curled and closed.

It seems to be recalling a previous tactile sensation...

'emmm.........'

Eriri Sawamura stared at her palm with a serious expression, as if she were contemplating something very serious.

A bead of sweat slid down his forehead.

Did I really touch something just now?

With that touch, Eriri Sawamura felt as if she hadn't touched anything at all.

But from a positional standpoint, this shouldn't be the case.

These two have always been good at hurting each other.

The two returned to their previous playful and cheerful way of interacting, and the others just smiled at each other, thinking how wonderful youth is, and how this is the friendship between girls.

Two small hands brushed against each other unintentionally as they swayed, the warmth of their fingers passing between them.

They neither took it away nor took that step.

That's fine now.

Yukino Yukinoshita thought to herself.

Chapter 455 Who are you?

The morning sunlight streamed into the classroom through the smooth glass.

The beams of light, almost visible to the naked eye, left soft traces in the air, with specks of dust swirling in the air before settling to the ground.

The morning dew condenses on the glass, refracting the light beams into beautiful colors.

Many artists consider this scene to be quite beautiful, full of aesthetics and poetry.

But for a high school student, this is a scene they see almost every day.

Many people sitting by the window can even see the sunrise every day.

There's no beauty or poetry in it, okay?

They just feel sleepy, as sleepy as a dog.

As for the sunrise, let whoever wants to watch it watch it.

Anyway, they don't watch it; they're already tired of it.

This thing is nowhere near as comfortable as sleeping.

Good morning, everyone.

Luo Zhen, who looked rather listless, walked in as the classroom door opened.