Chapter 10

"You're afraid, Naoko. You've been afraid of water since you were a child, so we've never been to the lake, you know." He spoke each word slowly.

Naoko had no choice but to nod: "Okay."

It was something that had already passed.

She spent the next few days uneventful.

She would still go to the library in the afternoon, but unfortunately she never ran into Irie-senpai again.

But the academy was not very big, so they would still meet occasionally.

Even if they couldn't be lovers, she still cherished Irie-senpai as a friend, so she wanted to have a good relationship with him.

But it was obvious that he didn't think so. Instead, he would glance at her from a distance with a cold and provocative look.

Even the social account was blocked.

However, one day when she went to the bathroom, Naoko overheard a few female classmates chatting and learned that it was all Amamiya-kun's doing.

"It seems Amemiya-kun is getting closer to Irie Reo lately."

"What about Kawase?"

"She should have been left behind by Amemiya-kun a long time ago."

"I heard that Amemiya-kun personally went to tell Irie-senpai to stay away from Kawase."

"Huh? Why is that?"

...

Their voices were getting farther and farther away. Naoko popped her head out of the cubicle, but she didn't hear what they said next.

The phone vibrated twice, and Amemiya-kun's impatient urging came:

[Are you not ready yet? It's time to eat, Naoko.]

The view from the rooftop was very good. As soon as she walked out, she was dazzled by the glaring sunlight and closed her eyes.

A bottle of warm water was brought to her face, and Amemiya-kun said, "Take it."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, he unscrewed the bottle cap for her with an impatient look on his face: "You are such a troublemaker, Naoko."

"Amemiya-kun, did you ask Irie-senpai to stay away from me?"

He didn't care, and raised his hand to help her open the lunch box: "It's okay to have one less ugly guy bothering you, Naoko?"

"Of course it's not okay, Irie-senpai is also my friend. Anyone who loses a friend for no reason would be sad, right?"

He deliberately asked: "Huh, just friends? Naoko, did you write love letters to your friends? Why have I never received any?"

The rapid-fire questions made her feel guilty: "Don't confuse my eyes. Why did you ask Irie-senpai to stay away from me?"

"How do you know such a thing? Who told you?"

Seeing her hesitant look, Amemiya-kun quickly understood what she meant: 

"I heard it from the bathroom again. Naoko, you are very suitable to be a reporter." 

He was silent for two seconds, his expression suddenly cold. "I don't like other people around you. That's reason enough, isn't it? Okay, Naoko, stop discussing these insignificant people and things." 

He pushed his lunch box in front of her and took hers. 

"It's time to eat."

" I don't want to eat right now." 

In fact, the moment she saw the food inside, Naoko regretted it, for it was clearly a luxurious sushi prepared just for her. 

"Are you going to get mad at me over that ugly guy?" 

"No. I just think you're really going too far, Amamiya-kun." 

Amamiya-kun leaned in closer, his lips, so red they looked a bit rotten, curling slightly. "What can I do? If Naoko were strong enough, she could snatch him back, right?" 

"Naoko, you're only fit to live under my, Amamiya Tomie's, wing." Speaking of which, I have to thank Ms. Kawase Misato for giving me someone like Naoko. ” 

“…” 

This sentence sounded wrong. It was so annoying! 

But she couldn’t refute it. 

“Naoko, do you really think Iruma Ryoyang is a good person? I saw you howling that day. He was following you.” 

“Senior, your name is Irie Reio, okay?” she asked, “But which day are you talking about?” 

He didn’t answer the question, but quietly lowered his voice and changed to an ambiguous tone: 

“Naoko, fall in love with me. I am much more beautiful than that ugly guy. You won’t suffer any loss, right? " 

Amamiya-kun was right. 

Countless people wanted to date him, his cabinet was always overflowing with love letters, and countless glances fell on him. 

She figured the vague thought of love arose because she was a bit addicted to light novels and otome games, and also because of Irie-senpai's gentleness. 

All of this sparked some fantasies in the young girl who was just beginning to fall in love. 

Actually, if she thought about it carefully, giving it a try with Amamiya-kun didn't seem so bad. Although he had a terrible personality, at least he was good-looking, wasn't he? 

There couldn't be anyone in the world who looked better than Tomie Amamiya. 

"It's just a try anyway," he whispered coaxingly. 

Amamiya stared at her, not knowing whether he saw through Naoko's inner thoughts and was determined to win her over, or perhaps he had some confidence in his own beauty, but in any case, he had already guessed the outcome. 

He smiled and gently tucked her hair behind her ear. "Think about it, Naoko. Give me an answer before dark, or I don't mind climbing through your window at night, Naoko." " 

Naoko knew that he would keep his word, so she sighed secretly. 

Amemiya-kun probably just thought it was very interesting, she comforted herself. 

Thinking of this, when they were walking home together after school, she agreed: "Okay, Amemiya-kun. But you must not let Mom know about this." 

She was embarrassed to tell her mother about such adolescent things, not to mention that the person she was in love with was Amemiya-kun. 

"Naoko, you are going to make demands on your boyfriend just after becoming a boyfriend and girlfriend?" 

Naoko was so scared that she stepped on tiptoe and covered his mouth, her face flushed: "Don't say such embarrassing things!" 

He slapped her hand away with a normal expression: "This is the fact. But after falling in love, I don't even have a name. Naoko, shouldn't you give me some compensation? " 

This was said in a low and ambiguous voice. When she came to her senses, she found that Amemiya-kun had bent down and moved closer to her without her knowing. 

His light breath hit her eyelashes, making her feel itchy. 

There was also an indescribable fragrance that belonged only to Amemiya-kun. 

"..." 

"Why are you not talking again?" 

Naoko's face was pinched and squeezed. 

"Oh, right." He seemed to suddenly remember something, "Naoko, please write me a love letter too." 

Her rusty brain turned with difficulty: "...Ah? Why?" 

It was too embarrassing to write a love letter to Amemiya-kun, whom she grew up with.

"Since Naoko can write to others, why can't she write to me?" His tone turned sinister, his pupils suddenly shrinking like a feline. "I didn't expect that I wouldn't be the first person to receive Naoko's love letter."

"Do you have to compete in such matters? Amamiya-kun, it's time to grow up and meet more people. I'm the same way."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her arm being firmly clamped, and Amamiya's cold gaze fixed on her face.

"No need," he emphasized. "There's no need for this. Naoko, just stay by Amamiya Tomie's side."

Naoko felt that he was probably in a state of anxiety, worried that someone else would steal his friend away.

She actually found it endearing that the usually aggressive Amamiya-kun would be so anxious about losing her as a friend, and her tone softened.

"Amemiya-kun is also my good friend. I will never leave you no matter what."

"That's better, Naoko. You don't want to know the consequences of deceiving me."

"But it's better not to write love letters or something. It's too embarrassing..."

Seeing through her reluctance to cooperate, Amemiya thought of a new way to threaten her, and began to imitate her tone and read:

"Dear senior Irie with eyes as bright as the moon, I write this letter with a solemn and sweet mood. Sometimes I think you must be the most handsome thief in the world? Otherwise, how could you steal..."

"Amemiya Tomie!" Naoko blushed and covered his mouth in panic before she finished reciting a love letter, "Who allowed you to read my love letter!"

"Are you in a hurry now, Naoko?" He raised his eyebrows, "I haven't read the lyrics you copied below."

"You! Forget it quickly!" She looked around nervously, and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't see anyone else.

"My brain capacity is limited, and I can only remember the contents of one love letter at a time. If Naoko wants me to forget, please write a new one."

The above words are of course the excuse of this cunning guy.

But she was controlled, and she had to nod in agreement. Amemiya

-kun poked her head: "Don't copy the lyrics this time. Otherwise..."

"I know, I know, you are so annoying."

"And pink letter paper.

" "Well, draw a heart.

"It would be even better if you could praise me and express your love for me.

"The address can't be too unfamiliar... uh huh."

While he was getting carried away, Naoko pinched his waist hard.

"Amemiya-kun, don't go too far! If you don't know, you might think I'm writing a petition to the Prime Minister. "

After cursing, she didn't hear Amemiya's answer for a long time.

When she turned around, she saw this healthy man who was nearly half a meter taller than Naoko leaning against the wall, holding his belly tightly, his forehead covered with cold sweat, and he looked like he was in agony.

Was this suspicious posture specially practiced... How come it looks so perfect even now.

Naoko moved forward nervously: "Amemiya-kun, what's wrong with you? I don't seem to be very strong... right?"

"It hurts..." Amemiya's painful groan answered her.

When she approached carefully, Amemiya reached out and grabbed her wrist: "Promise me, Naoko. Otherwise, I will tell Ms. Kawase that you hit me."

"... Childish! Okay, okay, I'll write it. But you'd better forget about that letter as soon as possible."

Hearing this, he snorted meaningfully, and when Naoko looked over, he returned to his mean look.

"Got it. "

Wow, this guy is so good at changing his face!

She was about to severely condemn his behavior when she felt the hand that Yu Gong had grasped on her wrist slowly slip away and interlocked his fingers with hers. It was itchy and very hot.