If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Kyosuke frowned solemnly and tilted his head, looking at Yukino, wondering if he heard it wrong.

The slender snow girl pursed her thin lips and sighed softly with her small nose, and then took a step forward, facing Kyosuke a short distance away, the softness in her throat seemed to be spouting some ulterior secret: "I said, come to my house in a while Wait a while, won't you?"

Kyosuke looked at the pair of clean eyes staring straight at him, and thought "Huh?", but was afraid that the air in his mouth would spray on the sharp and pretty face that was very close to him.

As he thought, his eyes slid down, and under the pretty face was the unsuspecting snowy neck protruding towards him, and then the graceful collarbone with a fat neckline was exposed, which was beautiful and unattractive, like a handicraft of a skilled craftsman.

No blood.

It seemed that because he hadn't answered yet, Yukino felt a little uneasy and impatient, and her slightly bent knee lightly knocked under Kyosuke's knee.

Kyosuke didn't feel any pain, but felt that the girl was as hard and fragile as this slender knee.

It looks strong but is too rigid and easy to break.

Like a Japanese sword sharpened to the best of its ability.

When the wind is down, it can cut everything, but as long as an opening is found and it is gently broken, it will be broken.

He took a step back, stuck to the corner, and looked at Xue Nao with fluctuating eyes again: "I see, you want me to answer some questions while reading, right?"

This is the result of his lowering his head and thinking.

Because he used some superficial characters and events in "Jiao Mo Dao" to satirize some phenomena in today's society, everyone thought it was a light novel with deep meaning and connotation, so some people started to read it. Interpret each plot and each character in detail, and then upload it on the Internet, causing heated discussions.

He also joked that he was studying [Monthology].

So a group of people pointed out that many of the interpretations may be over-interpretations, and Teacher Yejian may not have this meaning at all.

And so the debate about which is correct reading and which is over-interpreting begins again, which of course is fruitless.

Millions of book fans are eager for Teacher Yejian to stand up and explain, but this [Whisperer of Peeping into Another World] seems to have really escaped into another world, and no one can find a little bit of relevant information.So I can only wait for the signing event later.

Therefore, according to Jingsuke's analysis, Yukinoshita's character is likely to be such a plan.

Sure enough, "That's right, as expected of you, although your character is not trustworthy, but your IQ is still there." The light voice seemed a little happy.

Incandescent tubes cast light downwards.

Kyosuke moved his nose, feeling that the small piece of air between himself and Yukinoshita had been saturated with the smell of this literary girl.

The smell of shampoo when she first left the house has long since disappeared, and all that remains are the tiny particles that quietly emanate from the delicate pores of the girl's whole body.

The so-called smell is actually the feedback to the brain after the nose comes into contact with tiny particles.

Light, light fragrance.

It is not as pungent as perfume, it smells like drinking a pot of fragrant tea, the first sip is a bit light, and the aftertaste is stronger.

But Kyousuke, who should complain, still wants to complain: "Heh, character is not trustworthy... It sounds like a very smooth sentence, but when you think about it carefully, I don't think I have done anything against your character, right?"

What I got was naturally a venomous tongue: "It's just that you don't have the guts. You haven't answered me yet. Can you do it?"

Kyousuke really wanted this brash and cold girl to see her courage and satisfy her demands, but this occasion was not suitable.

If there is a sudden scream in a quiet library, it will scare many people, right?

So he just smiled, not looking at this sloppy standing posture, he is quite a gentleman: "If you have the guts, you will see it sooner or later. Of course I can go to your house, anyway, I just want to kill some time, I can do whatever I want."

Hearing that Kyosuke agreed, Yukino quietly breathed a sigh of relief, the invisible spittle gushed out with the airflow, forming small bubbles on the light-colored lips, but she felt that the two were so close that she could whisper no matter how close she was. Heard, simply no longer cover up.

"Huh." The breath is light and floating.

"Under the snow." Kyosuke looked at her.

"...What?" He looked back at Kyousuke.

"Did you forget to brush your teeth when you went out? Have a good breath." Frowning solemnly.

"..."

Xue Nai believed it for the first moment, she started to recall whether she forgot to brush her teeth in the morning with her little hands clenched, and then she remembered that this guy in front of her said this to her today, not the first time, she also said that she had athlete's foot.

Without restraint, he stomped on his flat shoes lightly.

The crisp "pop" sound spread far away.

How is it possible, I am a beautiful girl who can smell the fragrance even if I don't brush my teeth or wash my feet for a week!

So she took another step closer, with no expression on her face but her eyes were obviously staring at him: "Do you really have a breath? Please smell it again, Kosaka-san."

If he didn't pay attention, when he spoke, any spit would splash Kyosuke's face.

Even the cool temperature on his body was felt by Kyosuke boy.

Of course, it is separated by such a little air.

The big eyes with long eyelashes almost occupied Kyosuke's entire field of vision. He subconsciously raised his head to move away from this untouchable pretty face. Unfortunately, there was a corner of the wall behind him. He retracted his head, and Xue Nao, who was looking up at him in front of him, was very close, so it was logical that it was a head hammer.

There was another sound of "嗙".

Kyosuke was about to cry, he hid back against the wall, retracted and bumped into Yukino's fair and delicate forehead, it was a two-sided attack.

And Xue Nao didn't feel well either, she didn't even move and there was a strong collision, her forehead was swollen and painful, her eyes were full of stars, and she was about to fall back after taking a step.

Incandescent light tubes hanging from the ceiling appeared in the field of vision.

I don't know if it's to grab something to stand firm, or just want to pull the back, but the slender hands rushed out like white doves and directly grabbed Kyosuke's clothes.