There can't be cameras on the bus, so Asai's cutting board is just a coincidence.

Natsume Naoki comforted himself so much that he didn't know that fragments and hosts, fragments and fragments could attract each other.

Just like the substitute messengers per capita in Morio Town.

After getting off the car at Shirota 2-chome, Setagaya Ward, Naoki Natsume and Chizuru Amamiya were ready to walk home.

Shiroda Station is very close to a group of villa areas, and is surrounded by small single-family villas.

It's just that these villas are quite different from the Amamiya family's large estate in terms of scale and decoration.

It looks like a brother who is in college is leading his younger sister who has just entered junior high school. The younger sister is struggling to hold a high-level figure that is almost as tall as herself.

"You've been carrying me all the way, aren't you tired?"

Natsume Naoki looked at Amamiya Chizuru.

The little rich woman was tired and hot, and her forehead was already sweating. A few strands of hair stuck to her forehead, which made her very uncomfortable, but she was still very stubborn and did not need Natsume Naoki's help.

"I can carry you without you... eh!"

Because of the lack of sight, the little rich woman blocked the steps with her handicraft and almost missed the step.

Fortunately, Natsume Naoki's quick eyesight and quick hands directly grabbed her armpits from behind and lifted her up in the air.

It's like holding a kitten by its forelimbs and lifting her up.

The kitten was clutching the cat tease stick tightly in its hand.

He was speechless and almost dropped the figure, but he hugged the figure even harder.

I am really a homebody to a certain extent.

Or does she trust herself and think that even if she falls, she will catch her before she falls?

"You said you don't need me to help you carry it?" Natsume Naoki gently put her down and put her feet on the ground again, "Although the steps are only two steps, you have a sprained foot with such a small body and it will probably take a month to get better, right?"

Amemiya Chizuru held the figure and turned to look at him. She had to raise her head slightly to see his eyes from bottom to top.

She is used to looking into each other's eyes when talking to them, which is not only polite but also allows her to judge the authenticity of some words.

Natsume Naoki thought to herself that living with such a high level of understanding was actually quite tiring, and some subconscious actions could reveal how much she was thinking about.

While thinking, he bent his knees without any trace.

"How do you know it will take a month for my sprained foot to heal?" Amamiya Chizuru asked.

Natsume Naoki looked at the physical value of only 3 points on her dashboard, and recalled the gloomy life that he felt the same way.

"I used to know someone who was in worse shape than you." Natsume Naoki replied.

Regarding the topic of physical strength, women are inherently weaker than men, which means that when men and women have the same physical strength, women have stronger abilities than men with the same physical strength.

On the contrary, a girl with a physical strength value of 3 may be just a little thinner among girls.

And a big man's physical strength value is also 3. For a boy, how weak is he?

"Then she is probably like me, she has to hang a bottle when she catches a cold, right?" Amamiya Chizuru asked casually, thoughtfully.

After standing on tiptoe, she pulled him to lean against the wall for a while, put down his handiwork and rest his feet.

The little rich woman stretched herself and murmured twice, feeling very uncomfortable.

Natsume Naoki looked down at his hand, stretched out his fingers, and then squeezed them tightly, repeating three or four times.

When I fought with her just now, I realized how light this guy is.

I guess the figure under this inconspicuous sweater is not as strong as that of a junior high school student.

But he could only think about this in his mind, and he would be beaten if he said it out loud.

At that time, she would probably jump to her feet again, shouting something like "I'll give you two useless things," and then hit her with her little pink fist.

"It's common to hang hanging bottles. The hospital is your second home." Natsume Naoki smiled: "But it's not her, it's him, boy. A grown man has been a sick bottle since he was a child. In fact, life is quite gloomy... Fortunately, it has been changed recently.

It’s time to exercise.”

"Hmm~" Amamiya Chizuru's lips slightly raised in an imperceptible arc, "That's pretty good."

Boys.

"I've rested enough, let's go on!" Amamiya Chizuru said and picked up Kinomoto Sakura's figure again.

"You said I came to see you off because you thought it would be too troublesome for you to take this figure home yourself, but you didn't let me help you..."

Natsume Naoki looked at Amamiya Chizuru's stubborn look, and knew that the "arrogant" part of her arrogant character was coming up, and said helplessly: "Then why do I want to send you home?"

Amamiya Chizuru walked in front with a figure in her arms, taking small steps that were full of energy.

But she didn't answer Natsume Naoki's words.

She didn't answer because saying it was the "coquettish" part, and she wanted to see if he could guess it himself.

If you can't guess, please give me another hint.

Seeing her huffing and puffing and taking four or five steps, but because she was not applying the right pressure, the figure slipped a little, and she had to stop and shake it to readjust its position, Natsume Naoki felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Just like a good person will feel very sad when he sees someone in need of help but he is temporarily unable to help.

Don't say there aren't such people, they're just few.

After taking two steps, Amamiya Chizuru said, "Who asked you to come?"

Forget it, let’s give you some tips.

Just be arrogant but not coquettish. Sooner or later you will retreat from the environment.

"I was asked to come." Natsume Naoki scratched his head: "I told you already, I think you can't carry her alone."

Amamiya Chizuru raised her head and rolled her eyes at him.

Because of the height issue, this action turned into a show of cuteness.

It looks so cute as if it just shakes its head away with a groan.

Can't you see the generosity your maid showed before she left?

It's like giving me alms...I will lend you my master for the time being, because you, a little man, really need help!

I bother!

Amamiya Chizuru stuck out her tongue, but because her back was to Natsume Naoki, he couldn't see it.

Who said I needed help?

Who said he was here to help me with my project?

Then I won't let him help me. I can do it alone without him.

Then, what do you think he is here for?

Since he is not here to help me with my projects, I invited him out to play games today. We had a great time, and it ended happily. He took the opportunity to accompany me home!

It's not a gift, it's not a help, it's a companionship.

The one who walks with you.

Don't worry about the maid at home on the weekends, just be the one who goes out to play with me.

Do you understand?

Now your dog Xiu Jinsama is accompanying me, continuing the last item of the unfinished "date", sending the girl home.

This strange stubbornness is something Naoki Natsume can't understand, or it's a woman's strange desire to win that even men can't understand.

Not to mention just giving a hint, even if he told everything, it is estimated that when Natsume Naoki lifts the quilt at night, it will be two cats fighting.

It’s like women can’t understand why saying “If you can do XXX, then you’re awesome” can instantly make a man do very boring things.

For example, jump up and see who can reach the leaf.

"Oh, if only you were smarter." Chizuru Amamiya muttered softly: "You are good at everything. If you were smarter, you would be the ideal type."

Natsume Naoki didn't hear it because she lowered her voice deliberately.

What is the difference between hearing this and confessing?

No, you can't just chew it up and feed it to his mouth when he doesn't understand anything...

You have to use your clever mind to think of a way to make him fall in love with you first.

Let him be the first to prostrate himself under her pomegranate skirt. This is in line with the style of a dignified young lady!

Otherwise, you would pester him in class and after class, follow him at lunch and ask him to treat you to dinner, and ask him to return the favor and so on...

It would be bad if it develops into a development like "Uncle from Another World".

So you can't chase him backwards, you have to think of a way to let him chase you.

Natsume Naoki didn't understand what she was thinking, he could only see that the sentiment value in the information column was rising slowly.

Since the first meeting a long time ago, after a series of social interactions at the swimming pool, Ginza ice cream, Shirai's house, going to class together, etc., Amamiya Chizuru's affection level has exceeded 70 points.

Naoki Natsume narrowed his eyes when he realized what the value of his mind was.
To be continued...