If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

What the hell is this girl thinking, who won't do anything meaningless?

In Yukihama's view, Yukinoshita and I were equally important to myself, so Yukinoshita didn't want her to know that we lived close together.

If you can't reason rationally, try emotionally.

From an emotional standpoint...

Possibility [-]: Yukinoshita likes me, so I don't want Yubihama to know that we live close together, as a little secret between the two.

Possibility [-]: Yubihama likes me, and Yukinoshita didn't tell her that we lived very close because she was afraid she would be jealous.

...that's a cheeky inference.

But now there are only two possibilities.

Which side is it?

Kyousuke's half-closed dead fish eyes slid to Yukinoshita, just in time to meet Yuki's penetrating gaze.

The awe-inspiring black-haired beauty easily understood the information in Jingsuke's eyes: "Can't draw a definite conclusion?"

Kyousuke nodded half-deadly: "...Yes."

Sushou cut her hair gracefully: "I also... can only say so much."

"Well..." Jingsuke looked at the last fading afterglow: "Let's talk about it..."

...to add to the trouble.

The second half of the sentence, Jingsuke quietly wrapped his saliva and swallowed his throat, but did not say it.

The sun sank into the ground like a hamster in a whack-a-mole machine, and a curtain of stars and broken moon swept the sky. Long dragon.

"……arrive."

A cold voice commensurate with the night sounded in Kyosuke's ears, and in front of him was an apartment towering under the stars.

As she spoke, Yukinoshita took out her access card from her schoolbag, swiped through the card reader and made a "beep" sound.

Jingsuke opened the door and let Yukinoshita, who had a card in his bag, let in first, and then he walked slowly into the door.

Rushing to Yukino, who was half a step ahead, said, "By the way, Yukinoshita, every time I go to school with you in the morning, is it the first time to go home together at night?"

"Well, it's the first time." Yukino pressed the up button next to the elevator with her slender fingers: "It's a bit..."

The withdrawn Sushou rubbed his chin like a cute detective: "...It's a novel feeling."

"Well, huh" Jingsuke chuckled lightly, straightening his back to ease his spine, looking at the ice beauty with his back to him: "It's not a bad experience."

Xue Nai paused for a moment and then turned her head, the fluttering hair brushed against the tip of Kyosuke's nose, and the scent of snow lotus was accompanied by an itchy feeling.The pretty cheeks are slanted across the shoulders, the clear black eyes reflect Kyosuke's face, and the pretty posture is a classic 45-degree angle shot.

"Takasaka-san, will you often leave school at this time in the future?"

"Well, as long as there are club activities."

"Then let's go together."

"OK, all right?"

101 Yukinoshita Yukino Can't Say It ([-])

The elevators in high-end apartments are also high-end goods, very stable, and you can't hear any noise inside.

In the monotonous space, Lady Yukino held her schoolbag in front of her legs with both hands, and her beautiful legs under the smooth black silk stood straight.

On the other side, Kyousuke was leaning against the side wall of the elevator without a single one, and he was a little more relaxed than his slack appearance.

There was nothing else interesting in the elevator, so Kyousuke just bored his gaze on Yukino who was standing facing the elevator door. In his eyes, the beautiful and clean girl looked like a flower carved out of ice. Cold and hard, in fact, it will shatter with a little force.

On the other side, Yukino, who had black hair like a waterfall, looked like she was bored waiting for the elevator door, but she was actually looking at Kyousuke, who was reflected on it, through the mirror-like elevator door.

A peer of the same age who does not stand or sit, Xuenuo thought so, but she felt very comfortable getting along with each other.

Although she was a little embarrassed and would never say it out loud, Yukino still felt in her heart that she was more comfortable with Kyosuke than anyone else.

Is it because we have similar qualities in us?

The dark eyes were a little lost, and the thin lips were slightly parted: "Takasaka-san, I have some misunderstandings with you before, yes, sorry."

The Snow Maiden, who was almost always right, expressed her apology somewhat unaccustomedly.

"Oh, it's alright, actually... ugh."

Kyousuke wanted to explain, telling Yukinoshita that her misunderstanding wasn't entirely her fault, that the system's mother, Komachi, was the culprit, but such a thing naturally couldn't be said.

So he just lowered his head and sighed softly.

But Xuenuo didn't understand, she just thought that Jingsuke was seriously hurt by her misunderstanding, and now that he apologized, he couldn't say anything else, so she had to sigh.

The awe-inspiring girl with guilt did not look back at Jingsuke, as if what she was about to say next would be difficult to say face to face, she just stared at Jingsuke's reflection on the elevator door: "I slandered you so many times for wanting to touch me. ...Ass, if you are really angry, I really let you...touch it...you can, but only once."

She tried her best to keep her calm words but couldn't hide the slight tremors. She lowered her head slightly and hid her handsome cheeks in the silky sea, but her red ears revealed her true heart.

bang bang

Jingsuke's heart suddenly beat twice, as if he was hit by a naughty deer, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. He only felt that the airtight environment of the elevator was filled with the cold fragrance of Xuenai at this moment.

In other words, the so-called smell is actually the feedback to the brain after the nose touches the molecules diffused from a certain substance, right?