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"It's okay. The fabric of the sweatpants is thick. It won't come out."

"But that would be very uncomfortable, right?"

"But if I throw the tissue here, won't that mean I won't be able to come here in the future?"

"Besides, it would be weird if someone saw me going out with a tissue."

"Do you still want the future?"

"This place is very unsafe, okay!"

"This place is absolutely safe. This was just an accident. Who would have thought that the gorilla teacher would actually ask students to come here to talk."

The dissatisfied and doubtful voice became clear because of the reason for pushing open the cabinet door.

Kashiwahara Momo, neatly dressed and tightly wrapped, slowly walked out of the closet.

Although there was no change in her clothes, her pretty face was flushed red from staying in the closet for too long, and her legs were trembling from standing for too long, which did not seem as nonchalant as she appeared.

Holding on to the iron cabinet beside him with one hand, Kashiwahara Momo stretched out his legs, which were as white and soft as noodles, and pounded his lower back to relieve the pain, while complaining about the thrill just now:

"Honestly, it was a close call just now. Fortunately, Dong Jian noticed someone coming, otherwise it would have been terrible."

"But Fuyumi seems to like this tune~"

After finishing his clothes, Sasaki walked out of the iron cabinet slowly without blushing or panting. When he heard Taozi's words, he knocked her head speechlessly:

"Who on earth am I excited about?"

"I'm really nervous, there's nothing I can do about it~"

Her rosy face looked like the petals of a newly blossoming peach, pretty and charming, with a thin layer of makeup on her delicate face.

The smile on her face is like the fragrance of peach blossoms, filled with a faint sweet happiness.

He held the tall but chubby girl in his arms to prevent her from walking limply like a weak shrimp.

Sasaki listened carefully to the noise outside, and when he heard nothing, he opened the door:

"Are you hungry? Do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat?"

"Hmm~"

Humming and shaking her head, Kashiwahara Momo hung on Sasaki's body, staring at his face with eyes as clear as the blue sky at that moment:

"If Fuyumi doesn't accompany your girlfriend, you can eat the bento made by peaches together~"

"What did you say?"

He lowered his head and covered her pink little mouth, and only left when her breathing became heavier.

Sasaki hugged her slender waist tightly and walked slowly downstairs while correcting her words:

"Momoko is my girlfriend too. If I accompany you, can't I eat the lunch box you made?"

I didn't hear any favoritism in the answer. I knew that although my lover was a playboy, he was not a purple sugar cane.

Kashiwahara Momo hummed a sweet nasal voice and took out a thumb-sized puppet from her trouser pocket:

"Look, this is Fuyumi~"

"It's a return gift for the bracelet~"

She held the small stuffed doll that Taozi handed to her in her hand.

Sasaki looked down at the Q version of himself made of light brown cloth for hair and light white cloth for face. He blinked blankly and responded softly.

"Ah?! Hmm~"

Compared to the dinosaur puppet that served as a matchmaker between the two, this Q version itself is much more refined.

Sasaki gently pinched the doll and said to it:

"Taozi is very skillful, I like her very much."

As he said this, he put the doll into his arms.

"As long as Fuyumi likes it, but is it really okay not to have lunch with them?"

"It's okay, they have their own friends too, and we don't always eat together."

Now is the 'honeymoon period' in which Chifuyu the idiot and Otome and the others are cultivating their friendship. As early as the end of the second get out of class, Otome sent him a message saying that she wanted to have lunch with Chifuyu the idiot at noon.

So it’s better if Sasaki doesn’t go.

"Eh? They can still be friends? That's amazing~"

Thinking that they had reached the point where they accepted each other, Kashiwahara Momo blinked in surprise.

"No, the relationship between Otome and Rinka is quite complicated and it can't be explained in a short time, but if it is pointed out, they can indeed accept each other."

"As for the man who was having dinner with them..."

Because I am still just friends with the stupid Chifuyu.

Besides, poaching is not a good thing to do.

So Sasaki just briefly told Momoko that the two of them were friends who had feelings for each other, but the relationship had not yet developed to that stage.

Although Kashiwahara Momo felt weird after hearing this, she really liked this guy.

So no matter how strange she felt, she had no intention of breaking up.

But it was impossible to expect her to not say a word of criticism.

"Telling your lover that you have feelings for another girl... Fuyumi is really bad and philandering. Why can't you be more loyal?"

I had guessed long ago that I would be asked this question by a girl.

Sasaki, who had already prepared a plan in mind, stopped and faced Taozi's puzzled eyes, hugging her tightly in his arms:

"Of course it's good to be loyal... but how can I hold Peach if that's the case?"

Sasaki was left speechless by his question.

After thinking for a long time and not knowing how to answer, Kashiwahara Momo put her hands around Sasaki's neck and pressed hard against the soft flesh under his jaw. After a long while, she said dissatisfiedly:

"So cunning~"

"But I will never let the peach slip out~"

Feeling his arms getting stronger and stronger.

Feeling more fulfilled than when she was hiding in the closet before, Kashiwahara Momo also tightly hugged Sasaki's neck and responded:

"Hmm~"

Chapter 113: Succubus Wants to Eat

Jingle bell bell~

I walked to the entrance of the equipment building and listened to the bell for the end of get out of class.

Kashiwahara Momo took Sasaki's arm and said to him sideways:

"Fuyumi, wait here for a moment. I'll go get the lunch box."

"Don't bother with that. Can't I go with you?"

Sasaki was puzzled by Momoko's arrangement. Before he could say anything else, he heard Momoko say:

"That's fine, but is it okay if your classmates see it? It would be bad if Otome and Rinka knew about it, right?"

Without waiting for Sasaki to explain anything, Kashiwahara Momo, who knew that having some intimate interactions with Sasaki in public would cause trouble for him, did not show any resentful look.

"Besides, it's very quiet here. You can do some intimate things with Fuyumi while eating~ without being disturbed by others."

I didn't feel helpless or speechless about Taozi's direct and direct pursuit of sex.

Because Sasaki also wanted to be intimate with her, wanted to stick to her soft and fragrant body, wanted to bite her ear and say some private words.

So Sasaki didn't persuade him anymore.

"Then I'll wait for you here~"

"Yeah, I'll be back soon, bye~"

After jogging a few steps forward, Kashiwahara Momo waved her hand at Sasaki and ran quickly towards the teaching building in the distance.

After Taozi's back disappeared.

Sasaki, who was planning to sit on a bench under the shade of a nearby tree to rest for a while, had not yet taken a step.

The crisp sound of small leather shoes stepping on the floor tiles came from not far away.

Sasaki subconsciously looked back and saw a girl who was several grades smaller than Rinka, standing weakly not far away, looking straight at him.

The school uniform on her petite body is indeed a high school uniform.

But her cute and childish appearance and figure make her look like a junior high school student.

The waist-length hair, which was jet-black and soft with a silky luster, was tied on both sides of the head with two purple hairbands. It was small, tender and extremely cute, but unlike the triangular ears of humans, it drooped softly on the narrow shoulders.

The frizzy hair on her forehead covered her slender eyebrows, but did not hide her extremely rare and beautiful golden eyes.

The two strands of hair that fall from the top of her head to her temples and end at her neck make her young and lovely face look even whiter.

Under the shining sunlight above, it gives people an illusory feeling like colorless and transparent crystal.

At the end of her left eye, there is a tiny, inconspicuous teardrop mole.

This teardrop mole does not affect the girl's cuteness.

But it adds a youthful charm beyond her age to her innocent appearance.

She looked so cute and expressionless, but Sasaki didn't know why he had this feeling.

Besides, Sasaki knew this girl.

It wasn't that they had ever spoken to each other, but they were in the same class.

As far as he knew, the girl's name was Iga Suyin, and she was very popular among the boys in the class, ranking third.

She is a good student, but she doesn't seem to have many friends in class, nor does she seem to be isolated and bullied.

Just as Sasaki was standing at the entrance, recalling what he knew about her.

This incredibly beautiful girl walked slowly in front of Sasaki.

Sasaki is tall. Although I haven't measured him accurately, he is definitely over 185cm tall.

And this petite girl only reached a little above his chest.

It looks really small.

She was standing half a meter in front of him, looking at him.

There was no one else here, and Sasaki thought she was here to find him.

So seeing that she didn't say anything, Sasaki asked first:

"Classmate, you..."

Before Sasaki could finish his greeting, Iga Suyin gently twitched his small and delicate nose, like a puppy, and sniffed something, then said:

"You, have done it!"

"?"

"what?"

Although I don’t think that she, who came from outside the equipment building, knew about what happened between me and Taozi.

But Sasaki still focused his eyes instantly and looked carefully at the girl not far in front of him.

Since she was in the same class as me, she should have been taking physical education class before.

But she looked like she had just had some exercise in her white T-shirt.

The small part of her exposed, white arm and her delicate, porcelain-like face did not have a single trace of sweat from the exercise.

And under the red skirt, on that pair of slender and fleshy legs, wrapped in white lace socks and covered with white indoor shoes on her feet, all of which indicated that she did not go to physical education class.