Chapter 143 Miss Amemiya’s rumored boyfriend

When he went to school the next day, Natsume Naoki was worried.

Until he met Kitahara Hayato at the door of Muto grocery store, Natsume Naoki was still thinking hard.

In Kitahara Hayato's sight, Natsume Naoki lowered his head and rubbed his chin, then turned out along the street.

"Hey, Naoki!"

Natsume Naoki raised his head and looked around, and what caught his sight was a broken popsicle.

Naruto and Jiraiya have the same popsicle.

Catching the popsicle in one handful, it is slightly cool and sweet in the mouth.

Over there, Beiyuan came over with a bag and a popsicle in his mouth, and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you thinking about? You are absent-minded. What if you are hit by a car on the way?"

"I thank you, I care but not much." Natsume Naoki smiled and scolded Kitahara for a few words, and then said: "Do you have pets at home?"

"If I don't keep them, I will spend all my free time working and have no time to take care of pets."

Kitahara Hayato thought for a while and then replied: "But when I was a child, before I met you, around elementary school, I lived at my grandma's house, and I had dogs at home."

"and after?"

"The door was not closed, and the dog slipped out and was taken away." Hayato Kitahara sighed, putting his hands behind his head, and the strap of his schoolbag could not be pulled off with his little finger alone: ​​"I haven't kept it since."

"Did you talk to your dog when you were a kid?"

"More than just chatting, I even told my dog ​​that I was Ultraman!"

"What did your dog say?"

"It said I was bragging."

"..."

"What's wrong?"

"I suddenly thought your dog might actually be able to talk."

The two of them walked side by side to Waseda. They both had classes in the first period today, so they agreed to go to school together.

Beiyuan joked with him, and gradually learned some tricks.

"Do you have a dog at home?" he asked.

Natsume Naoki shook his head: "I have a cat, but I always feel that my cat is humane and can understand what I am saying. After I realize this, I seem to be able to understand what it is saying."

Beihara thought for a while and said seriously: "Then treat it well."

"ah?"

"Ah, what, why are there so many? If you feel that you are compatible with each other and you feel comfortable getting along, then let's get along!"

Beiyuan hugged his chest with both hands and said matter-of-factly: "Emotions are all about eye contact. Living together is the best. If you have a cat and you think it can understand what you say, it means you have the right cat."

It’s over!”

Natsume Naoki was thoughtful.

"It's strange that you don't play games and raise cats anymore." Beihara nudged him with his elbow: "I'll go to your house to see your cats some other time."

"This... we'll discuss it another day."

How dare Natsume Naoki agree? Not only does he live in the house, but there is also a maid who claims to be his childhood sweetheart!

If Beihara knew about this, wouldn't he be exposed?

The childhood sweethearts are all made up by Asai.

So he quickly changed the subject: "You went to Nagoya this week, right?"

Beihara nodded: "The money there is better. I may go there when I have time on weekends. Unless there is a boss with good connections in Tokyo who is really short of people, I will go and help."

Kitahara thought for a while and then said: "Maybe it's like the ice cream shop in Ginza. There's something big, so I'll go and help."

"Nagoya... I don't know anyone there. Will you really not feel lonely if you go there?"

"There are so many things to think about when you are working... Besides, the senior sister was also in Nagoya two days ago and came to play with me for two days. It was quite interesting."

"Senior?"

Natsume Naoki was quite sensitive to this title. He tilted his head: "What is it, senior sister?"

"Oh, you know her! She's very familiar with her." Beihara couldn't remember the name for a while: "The senior sister from the sports club, she was there the day I accompanied you to the sports club to sign up."

"Toh...Tohsaka Megumi?"

"Ah yes! Tohsaka Megumi! That's the name!" Kitahara suddenly realized.

Immediately afterwards, Naoki Natsume elbowed him, covering his chest and pretending to be in pain.

"You bastard attacked me secretly!"

"Next time I talk to you, I'll bite you with my tongue!"

The two of them arrived at the gate of Waseda just like that.

There were people coming and going on Monday morning, and many students had their classes in the first period, so the school gate was very busy.

Not far from the school gate, there is a corner with a blind spot. You cannot see it unless you walk right in front of it.

At this time, many students passing by will look twice because there is someone hiding around the corner.

Chizuru Amamiya is inside.

Because of her figure and appearance, the little rich woman always stands out no matter where she goes.

But at this time, she didn't bother to pay attention to the looks of passers-by. She kept looking with her feet crossed, carrying a big schoolbag behind her, and kept rubbing her legs.

"I've been standing there for half an hour and I'm so sore."

While hammering her calf, she complained softly: "Why hasn't that piece of wood come yet? He has a class in the first period on his schedule! If you can't have 100% attendance, why don't you just skip class today?"

Just as she was complaining, she saw a familiar figure playing with her companions across the road.

"I'm coming!"

The little rich woman immediately cheered up, straightened her appearance, stamped her aching feet, and then walked out from the corner with long strides.

"Hey, senior!"

Natsume Naoki heard a familiar voice, followed the sound, and saw the gorgeous and shining little rich woman walking towards her.

"Good morning, Amamiya." He greeted the other party, and then noticed the schoolbag Amamiya Chizuru was carrying on her back: "Hey! You finally realized that carrying a bigger schoolbag can hold more things, right?"

However, Amamiya Chizuru suddenly blushed for some reason: "Well... that's right!"

You can't just carry this backpack with a black plastic bag, right?

How conspicuous is that?

If the plastic bag accidentally breaks again and the contents fall to the ground at the school gate, you can transfer to another school directly.

Kitahara Hayato looked at this little girl who was as delicate as a porcelain doll suspiciously, then looked at Natsume Naoki: "Do you know her?"

"Yes, she is a junior school girl."

"What do you mean, she's just a school girl, right?"

Kitahara Hayato said uncertainly: "A junior high school girl from your junior high school?"

The atmosphere suddenly fell into embarrassment. Natsume Naoki quickly winked at Kitahara, "Are you almost late? Go to the classroom quickly!"

"No, there's still more than half an hour before class starts. There's no rush... Hey, hey, hey, don't drag me!"

"Come on, you straight man!"

"Wow, you have the nerve to accuse me? Senior Tohsaka is complaining to me about whether you are handsome or too straight!"

As he said this, Naoki Natsume was about to pull Kitahara away quickly, but Chizuru Amamiya stopped him first.

Looking at the little rich woman who was hesitant to speak, Natsume Naoki finally had an idea.

"You want to see me if you have something to do?"

"Do you only have one class in the morning?"

"Yes, just one section."

Amamiya Chizuru hooked her hand at him, motioning for him to bend over.

So Natsume Naoki bent down, and Amamiya Chizuru directly grabbed his arm and carried him into her arms. She whispered in his ear: "Don't leave in a hurry after class. I have something to see you at school."

Wait here, pay attention to my news then!"

With such a hasty word, Amamiya Chizuru quickly let him go. After all, there were many people at the door.

After waving her hand, the little rich woman happily entered the school gate with such a big bag on her back.

In the eyes of the people around him, it was as if the eldest daughter of the Amamiya family had been waiting for a long time just to see him and then kiss him on the face in front of everyone.

From that angle, whispering really looks like kissing on the cheek. Coupled with the cutest height difference, it really looks like a girlfriend waiting for her boyfriend at the door.

So all the single men around him cast their fiery glances at Natsume Naoki.

Kitahara was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly freed his hand from Natsume Naoki's hand and took the matter seriously.

"He is Naoki Natsume, a sophomore from the Information Engineering Department of the Faculty of Engineering. I have nothing to do with this person and I don't know him!"

"Hayato, you bastard!"
Chapter completed!