Chapter 15

Even this kind of thing, Amemiya-kun could do it with ease, as if he were experienced.

And she had no choice but to lean against the door tightly.

After about half a minute, Amemiya stopped moving.

Facing her stunned gaze, he suddenly laughed twice, reached out and rubbed her earlobe: "What an idiot, Naoko, you can't even open your mouth?"

Her already red face was even more flushed.

He found another opportunity to mock her...

"Ha, it's obviously because you are such a bad teacher."

Naoko pushed him away and took two steps towards the bed angrily, but he soon hugged her tightly from behind like a large dog:

"Sorry, Naoko, but your expression just now was really too cute."

Although he was apologizing, there was still a triumphant smile on the corner of his lips, and he had no intention of reflecting on it at all.

He begged with a grin, "Give me one more chance, Naoko. I promise I'll do well this time."

As she hesitated, a hand slowly slid up her waistline. "

Wow, that bastard!"

Amemiya licked her lips and muttered,

"It's sweet, Naoko."

Kissing, that was really too much...

Naoko pushed him away, opened the door, and fled.

Behind her, Amemiya chuckled, sounding like he was mocking her.

Everything was irreversible... Her relationship with Amemiya-kun had soured!

No matter how awkward it was, they still had to eat at the same table.

Amemiya chose a seat next to her, propping up his chin, and casually helped her with his serving chopsticks.

This kind of thing happened all the time before, but Kawase Misato seemed oblivious.

"By the way, Amemiya-kun, how is your school life going? Have you decided where to apply to university?" Misato asked.

He subconsciously glanced at Naoko who was concentrating on eating: "Anywhere is fine, as long as I can be with Naoko."

"Hey, we've been playing together since we were young. Don't you two feel bored? It's time to make some other friends."

Naoko choked unexpectedly, coughed twice, and quickly took the water he handed over and took two sips.

He asked casually: "What about Naoko? Which university are you going to apply to?"

"..."

Of course she wants to go to a big city, preferably Tokyo.

But thinking about her entire childhood living in the shadow of Amamiya-kun, she decided to keep this secret in her heart for the time being.

She didn't want to go to the same university as him.

"I haven't decided yet. Maybe a university in Kyoto."

"Oh, Kyoto." He seemed to have heard it.

"Hey, are we going to take the same exam again?" Misato laughed for a moment. "No wonder people always ask me if you two are brother and sister."

"Brother and sister? Actually, it seems pretty close." He raised his hand and gently stroked her head twice. "Isn't that right, Naoko?"

Naoko slapped the restless hand away.

"I'm still a little worried about Naoko leaving me," Misato sighed. "But I'd feel a lot more at ease if you, Amamiya-kun, stayed with her."

After dinner, Amamiya offered to help wash the dishes.

Misato nudged her: "Naoko, why don't you go see Amamiya-kun off?"

It was only two steps away.

As soon as they stepped out the door, Naoko's hand was grasped.

"Walk with me, Naoko."

"But what's there to walk about here... I might as well go back to play games."

It was true. The only thing worth seeing in the neighborhood was the Amamiya family's beautiful little garden.

"I said that because I don't want to be separated from Naoko."

"...Ah?" Her slow brain took a long time to react, "Amemiya-kun, have you been possessed?"

"I just found out recently." He took her two steps as if nothing had happened, "It turns out that my feelings for Naoko are called "love". That's why I can't leave you no matter what."

Amemiya lowered his eyes, held her face with both hands, and commented calmly: "Yes, our Naoko looks very cute."

She shuddered and pushed his hand away: "You'd better go back and rest early. Amemiya-kun, your condition today is really strange."

He responded: "I'm trying my best to make you remember me, Naoko. If I die suddenly, it will be pitiful for you to be left alone. "

"How could such a thing happen? Stop saying terrible things. If you want me to slap you twice to wake you up, I won't refuse. "

In fact, after bickering for a long time, the two finally arrived at the door of Kawase's house.

Amemiya stood under the light with one hand in his pocket and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Naoko, go back."

She stared at the man in front of her suspiciously: "You didn't suddenly get some serious illness that is hard to talk about?"

"Huh, do I look like I'm sick?" A familiar impatience appeared on his face, "Go back Naoko, play your game."

Well, this bad attitude is indeed the real Amemiya-kun.

She was relieved and walked back to the house.

After a weekend, the suffocating school days began again.

Naoko didn't want to be the focus of the crowd at all, so she tried to avoid close contact with Amemiya-kun in certain occasions.

But he didn't care: "After I finish playing ball, Naoko, bring me some water."

"But, I still want to write my..."

Facing his cold eyes mixed with warnings, Naoko had to reluctantly nod: "Okay, I understand. "

Although she agreed to this, she decided to wait until the game was almost over before going on time.

She really didn't understand what basketball was, and she didn't understand what was so interesting about a group of people gathering together to fight for a broken ball.

In fact, Amemiya-kun was very good to her.

Naoko was certainly not the kind of strange person who liked to suffer.

The two people in the world who treated her best were Kawase Misato, her mother; and Amemiya Tomie.

Sometimes Amemiya-kun treated her even more attentively than her mother.

This might be because Kawase Misato was busy with work and could not be by her side all the time.

She had known Amemiya-kun since she could remember.

When he was a child, he was much more precocious, so the busy Ms. Misato would ask him to take care of Naoko.

He would always respond gently, and little Naoko liked this smiling brother very much.

After growing up, his temper became much worse, and he was completely different from the gentle Amamiya-kun before, but he treated her as well as before.

After changing from "childhood sweetheart" to "boyfriend", he was even better, much more patient and easier to coax than before.

After finishing half of the test paper, Naoko slowly got up and prepared to go to the bathroom first.

As soon as she locked the cubicle door, she heard a slight sound of running water, and the next second, a bucket of cold water poured down on her head.

With a loud splash, she was drenched.

She was only wearing a thin uniform and pleated skirt, which were now soaked, sticking to her skin, faintly outlining the contours of her body.

After the astonishment faded, what came up was a strong anger.