"Gotou is going to approach this person." Takahiro Tsukegawa looked at Muratsuki's back as he walked towards the basketball court.

"I'm just frivolous on the surface," Goto Iwakatsu refused the comment without hesitation, and nodded to himself, "Actually, I'm very innocent."

"You added a line with hundreds of people, which really makes people unable to connect with the word "pure love".

"Is there any causal relationship between this? It's not good at all." Goto Iwakazuo asked and answered.

"Forget it, you."

Speaking of this, Takahiro Tsukigawa glanced at Uesugizusa who had been watching Hanamara Hana.

After hearing about the incident between the two of them, his position in his mind instantly increased.

He is simply a model of the protagonist of the light novel.

I spent my whole life accompanying Qingmei, who grew up, to cure her illness.

Even now, when she was resting in physical education class, she was silently observing Qingmei's condition to prevent something from happening to her.

This pure love is touching and tear-jerking just by listening.

Although Hanamaru doesn't seem to be abnormal at all.

but,

Takahiro Tsukigawa was really moved by Uesugi and decided to go back and find a few light novels about childhood sweethearts to experience this feeling of warm companionship.

Uesugi Do not know what Tsukikawa was thinking at all, and silently paid attention to Hanamaru Hanabu's clumsy shooting posture.

He was wondering how to make Hanawa no longer so shy about his actions.

At that time, with her weak personality, wouldn't it be...

For some reason, the plot of Hanamaru Yuki pressing the gun against his head suddenly appeared in his mind.

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After the club activities, I took the tram home.

Time is coming to evening.

The sunset was like fire, and the scorched ground was covered with a deep golden red color.

Uesugi and Hanamaru Hanai embarked on the last journey home, feeling the warm halo that looked over the entire Tokyo capital.

The shadows of the two who were extremely close were reflected behind them.

This evening is particularly leisurely. Due to Mr. Haneda's personal reasons, today's study will take a day off.

"Zhaojun."

Huawan Huahuo stepped on the shiny round-headed leather shoes, and his weak voice was so beautiful.

"I am here."

The familiar shouts are still familiar, but recently Uesugi Tou is particularly fond of her calling her own name.

From girls to girls, no matter how many times they call, they have not been able to eliminate the throbbing freshness that is now.

Hanamaru Hanabu approached Uesugi Sato a little closer, wanting to make his inaudible sound more comfortable: "Zojun thinks Hanabu made today..."

"Does Hanabu want me to tell me about my feelings?" Uesugi didn't expect that she would take the initiative to approach her.

Under Uesugi's eyes, Hanamaru Hanawa nodded slightly.

She seemed worried that she would not cook deliciously.

Uesugi Do not continue what he said, but looked at her who was very close to her and smiled: "Haihuo, please stretch out your hand."

Hanamaru Hanaguchi looked up at him in confusion, not understanding why he had to reach out.

Despite her doubts, she still grabbed her shoulder bag and handed it over.

Her trust in him was special.

Uesuma stopped on the narrow street full of sunset and pedestrians. Facing her lively eyes, she grabbed her little hand with her right hand.

The moment she touched her soft and tender skin, she subconsciously shrank back, her little hands even more timid than the alert cat.

She is soft and shy.

Hanamaru Hanabu was not used to being caught by him on this street, and was not used to strangers watching the eyes here secretly, but the feeling of being held by him was extremely at ease.

"Zhu...Zhuzhu..."

The weak air was still whispering with fear and expectation, slowly flowing out from her slightly trembling cherry lips.

"Relax."

Uesugi grabbed the cuteness with a smile, then slowly stretched out his left hand, gently touched her palm with his fingertips, and slid upwards along her soft hand.

In those four shy gaps, she slowly stretched out her tightly fit soft and soft fingers.

Under Hanamaru Hanabu's shy expression, Uesugi Seo tightly held the at a loss-willed little hand.

The soft touch that came into her heart was conveyed from her hands.

The palms, the gaps between the palms and fingers are tightly fitted.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, her throbbing heartbeat was clear and clear.

The petiteness that was tightly held and tightly grasped allowed Uesugi to find her real existence.

"Zhaojun has already felt the intention of Huahuo."

Hanamaru Hanabu didn't dare to look up, she was afraid of the gazes from strangers around her: "Do you like it very much? Is Hanabu delicious?"

"What if I say it's not delicious?"

"Then... Hanahuo will apologize to Joe, and Hanahuo will also work hard to continue learning to make bentoes with his mother. As long as Joe doesn't dislike Hanahuo's bentoes..."

The warmth from the palms and fingers made Hanamara Hanabu's beautiful little face flushed.

Uesugi Do not scratch her nose as before, but pulled the little hand and walked away.

He silently stared at the shy girl beside him, and the fresh and sweet fragrance on her body teased her nose.

The black sailor suit outlines the slim and soft curves of the girl's body. The wide neckline maximizes her graceful clavicle and hides the girl's invisible breast protection.

The black pleated skirt swayed the soft and white thighs below, and a touch of pink and rosy quietly emerged on her plump flesh.

The black stockings wrapped around the straight and slender calves, and the small round-toed leather shoes worn on the slender feet further demonstrated the cuteness of a girl.

At this time, Uesugi Sao was very glad that he joined Kamitsu High School, allowing him to appreciate the Hanamaru Hanai like this.

The ten fingers that were close together made him feel her presence and her softness very well.

He suddenly fell in love with this feeling of shaking hands.

"Fire."

"Um......"

"How about coming to my house later?"

"good......"

Hanamaru Hanawa didn't think much and nodded, "But Joe didn't tell Hanawa yet, is the morning bento... delicious..."

She has gradually adapted to this feeling of shaking hands.

"Of course it's delicious," Uesuso nods to the front, pedestrians with envious eyes, "I learned from my aunt. Except for the spicy, everything else is perfect."

Hanamaru Hanamichi was still not very adapted to the eyes of others. He secretly glanced at the pedestrians who had already walked by the two of them and whispered: "Will it be very spicy... But Hanamichi is rarely released."

"No matter how little peppers you have, they will be spicy." Uesugi said with a smile, "I always feel that when Hanawa talks about peppers, they will become stupid."

"But it's really delicious...it's very comfortable..."
Chapter completed!