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“It’s Haruto who thinks everyone else understands and always makes up her own answers in her head.” Nagase Tsukiyo’s tone sounded extremely natural and elegant.
Saito Harutori looked at Kitahara Hakuba, who was about to enter the school building, and said:
"You know what? Hui Li seems to be getting the cold shoulder lately."
Nagase Tsukiyo's face suddenly tensed, and her perfectly sized breasts rose and fell slightly beneath her uniform.
"There's no such thing as being neglected or ignored. For him, if there's something to do, there's something to do; if there's nothing to do, there's nothing to do."
"is it?"
Saito Haruka crossed one arm and thrust out her full, rounded breasts. "Why don't you seem worried at all, Tsukiyo? Do you think you're more important than Eri?"
"Mmm-one-one"
These words suddenly stirred a surge of anger within Nagase Tsukiyo, but she quickly calmed down, realizing that Saito Haruka hoped to extract some useful information from her.
“I don’t want to be compared to anyone,” Nagase Tsukiyo said in a deep voice.
Saito Harutori narrowed her eyes slightly, and when she looked down again, she found that Kitahara Hakuma's figure had already disappeared.
"Let's not forget that he has a girlfriend. From a certain perspective, we are all bad girls. Let's not think of ourselves as too innocent."
These words were like a thorn, piercing deeply into the pride that Nagase Tsukiyo had cultivated since childhood.
Chapter 347, Section 346: Let's Be Bad Girls Together (4) >>
To outsiders, she was a promising young lady from a wealthy family, but this very young lady fell in love with a man who already had a girlfriend.
In the past, she would have definitely shouted, "No way!"
But what if that person is Kitahara Hakuba?
If only she could be as decisive as she was when she left the brass band, but in reality, she simply couldn't let go.
To Nagase Tsukiyo, Kitahara-sensei was an omniscient and omnipotent being, someone who could completely open her heart and gently lick it.
Seeing her frowning in distress, looking melancholy, Saito Harutori glanced around.
There aren't many people in the class now, and those who come are all studying hard and don't bother to look at them. That's why there aren't that many spectators in life.
Saito Haruka raised her hand and pinched a strand of brown hair at her chest, saying in a matter-of-fact tone:
"Humans are social animals, so it is difficult for a person to survive if they do not belong to a group. Even if they do survive, they will eventually become unable to communicate with others."
The beautiful-breasted girl before him said something that Nagase Tsukiyo couldn't understand for a moment, but no matter how she thought about it, it seemed rather unusual:
"What do you mean?"
Saito Haruka stared intently at Nagase Tsukiyo's face:
"What I mean is the freedom to decide which group you belong to, to choose the lock that binds you."
Nagase Tsukiyo seemed somewhat stunned, her pale swan neck twitching slightly:
"Is freedom about choosing not to be free? Don't you think that's a very contradictory thing?"
However, Saito Harukori said thoughtfully:
"But the problem is, aren't humans inherently contradictory beings? If there's only one answer to everything, you don't have to be like this, Moonlit Night."
"Hmm," Nagase Tsukiyo breathed, her mouth slightly open, her tongue wet and bitter.
It is precisely because there are other "unconventional" answers between him that Haruno and Eri are so persistent, even after they have made the choice to reflect on themselves, they are still struggling repeatedly in this vortex of contradiction.
"You mean...?" Nagase Tsukiyo raised her eyes with some fear.
Her petite and fragile appearance rekindled the gentleness dormant within Saito Haruka, and she reached out to gently grasp Nagase Tsukiyo's wrist, saying:
"We are actually a group, so we should help each other, right?"
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At this point, Nagase Tsukiyo finally understood what Saito Harukori wanted to express.
Since you feel it's difficult, let's all become the bad girls who steal Kitahara-sensei!
Before she could feel uncomfortable about it, the fear of the unknown spread completely in Nagase Tsukiyo's heart. She was simply afraid and uneasy about what Saito Harukori had said.
Haru-no-Kiri is terrifying. She would go to such lengths just to be with Kitahara-sensei.
Nagase Tsukiyo didn't understand, nor did she want to understand. Her breathing was several times more labored than during her usual workout. Her long eyelashes reflected her conflicted heart, and her light, trembling movements revealed her timid expression. Saito Haruka remained silent for a moment before speaking directly:
"Yuka is now part of the same group as me."
"what?"
An unexpected face appeared in Nagase Tsukiyo's mind—that innocent and adorable Aomori girl.
“It happened a few days ago,” Saito Harutori said.
"Don't talk nonsense, don't make things up." Nagase Tsukiyo's breathing was a little rapid. She just couldn't believe that Isomoto Yuka would be like Harutori.
Unless Yuka, like Haruno, is so fond of him that she can't leave him.
"I'm not making this up."
A gust of wind ruffled Saito Haruka's long hair, and the sweet scent of shampoo gently brushed against Nagase Tsukiyo's cheeks, making her blush and her heart race.
“When Kitahara-sensei came to my house last time, I also invited Yuka over. Of course, Sakurako, Amemori, and Sayaka were also there.”
"You," Nagase Tsukiyo said, looking into her amber eyes, "even Sakurako and the others...?"
"No, it's just me and Yuka. The three of them are having a good tutoring session."
Saito Haruka's legs were slightly crossed beneath her skirt, and the soft rustling of her black stockings rubbing against each other as they moved could be heard.
Do you know what happened?
Nagase Tsukiyo bit her lip and remained silent. Her pride wouldn't allow her to say "I want to know," but she also didn't want to say "I don't want to know."
Saito Haruka leaned forward, her lips trying to get close to Nagase Tsukiyo's ear, but Nagase Tsukiyo instinctively took a step back.
"It's better to whisper these things in someone's ear," Saito Harutori reminded him with a smile, her eyes sparkling like jewels beneath her long eyelashes.
Nagase Tsukiyo's body stiffened until Saito Haruka's lips came close and whispered in her ear.
Soon after, Nagase Tsukiyo's ears felt slightly hot, blood rushed under her skin, and a blush quietly spread from her earlobes to her slender neck.
The girl's cheeks were like flower petals caressed by the warm sun, delicate and charming.
Under the kotatsu table, the girl's four legs, and his uncontrollable trembling, and all sorts of details, were all told to Nagase Tsukiyo by Saito Haruki.
"How could you all do this!"
As Saito Haruka recounted the detailed footsteps, Nagase Tsukiyo's breathing quickened. Startled, she took a large step back, her buttocks slamming into the corner of the table, causing her buttocks and pleated skirt to cave in.
"Can you do it under the moonlight? Do you dare to say it? Do you dare to do it?"
Saito Harutori crossed her arms and laughed dismissively.
"If it were just Yuka alone, she probably wouldn't be able to do it in her entire life."
Nagase Tsukiyo reached her hand behind her and gently rubbed her bottom; the bump on the corner of the table had hurt her.
"You...you're still so arrogant?"
Moreover, she wouldn't even dare to think about doing such a thing, let alone doing it.
Why not be proud?
Saito Harutori repeatedly kneaded her hair with her fingers, and said with a smile,
"Isn't it something to be proud of to make someone you like feel comfortable? Besides, in his heart, Yuka and I are definitely special."
Nagase Tsukiyo's eyes flickered uncertainly, her cheeks flushed, and her hands unconsciously gripped the corner of the table.
No, no, this must be fake. It's a lie that Qingniao is telling to fool her.
As if sensing something from her expression, Saito Haruka's gaze sharpened:
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Yuka, but please don't scold her. I came up with all of this on my own."
Nagase Tsukiyo let out an inappropriate groan. Since she had said it herself, it was probably true.
She believed that her unintentional ambiguous contact with Kitahara Hakuba during their stay at the hotel had far surpassed that with Harutori and the others.
But to his utter surprise, Haruno and Yuka had already done such a thing to him. A wave of sadness and unease surged in Nagase Tsukiyo's heart.
What about Huili?
Could it be that Huili has also done something she doesn't know about?
Chapter 348, Section 347: Do you really think I'm easy to fool? (4)
"So? Want to come together? If you're alone on moonlit night, is there really any hope for the future?"
Saito Harutori smiled, her mature charm unique to a young girl captivating.
“Sunny Bird, you’re insane. You have no idea what you’re doing. You don’t even know what the most basic respect is.”
[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: Taiwan, China → ?]
Nagase Tsukiyo was surprised by the low tone of her voice; a barely perceptible hint of jealousy and anger lurked in her words. Saito Haruka's gaze fell on her smooth, white thighs, and she whispered:
"Although it's not something to be proud of, I think it's better to be envied and admired than to be criticized and pitied. So I won't take what you're saying to heart. There are things I want more than this."
Her voice was soft, yet each word was firm and resonant, every syllable carrying a heavy weight and exuding an undeniable determination.
This greatly surprised Chang Shuyueye.
As expected, Haruno was close to going mad. In order to be with Kitahara-sensei, she was willing to drag Yuka and everyone else into the mess.
Nagase Tsukiyo clenched her fists, vaguely realizing something, and widened her eyes slightly as she said:
"You know it's impossible between you and him, so you're dragging other girls into this to increase your leverage. How can you be so selfish now?"
“I didn’t force Yu Xiang. She came to me asking what to do, and I just gave her an answer that allowed her to choose.”
Saito Haruka brushed a strand of hair from her cheek and said,
"Besides, Moonlit Night, are you really willing to accept this?"
"Well, I'm talking about one now."
Before Nagase Tsukiyo could finish speaking, she was interrupted again.