Chapter 388 Boy’s Lipstick

"Ah! There's really nothing we can do against people like you!" Amamiya Chizuru gritted her teeth and finally lost her temper.

"It's so boring. I can't bear to show you off. Beating you won't help. In the end, I just turned red with anger. After all, I'm just like them... If you think about it, they shouldn't be angry at all. Isn't this already expected?

Even if you say such things, you still can't bear to lose your temper?"

Natsume Naoki shrugged slightly and said it had nothing to do with him: "I will not fight back if I am beaten or scolded, as long as it can make you who are hurt by me feel better. I am willing to accept your venting, at least it proves that I am not holding it in my heart...

Just like you."

"Huh, I'm just a little sad. I can't say I'm hurt." Chizuru Amamiya crossed her arms over her chest and said angrily, "There's no need to belittle yourself like this. You don't owe us anything."

"In that case..."

"I'm going to say something ugly in front of you, but don't expect me to be a good sister to them. I don't need friends, and I won't give them a good look." Amamiya Chizuru yelled.

Natsume Naoki smiled helplessly, "Okay."

Anyway, we will talk about these things later. It is still early before graduation, and I still have enough time to deal with the relationship between women.

Although his mind is open now, he doesn't think that before they graduate, either the senior's family or Uncle Amamiya's family will let them stay home and rent a house outside or even live together.

Hey, I don’t know where this confidence comes from, but it actually makes me feel that I can mediate between Mao and the others?

Soon, Natsume Naoki understood the difference between the word "angry" used by Amamiya Chizuru and any other girl——

Unlike all the blood-pressure-raising chat records on the Internet, Amamiya Chizuru will never lose her temper, have a cold war, or show off her face. She just clearly tells you that she is unhappy, just like it will rain when it is cloudy.

It's a sunny day.

This is different from Asai. Asai Mao's "anger" is the flirting that makes Natsume Naoki unable to stop. It is the black pepper sauce garnished next to the steak and the seasoning in life.

As for the senior sister, she has a gentleness that never seems to get angry.

After finishing the can of coffee, Amamiya Chizuru was relieved of her anger, and it went away as quickly as it came, just like the pleasure that made her tremble at the touch of her hair stuck to her forehead.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"What's the use of being angry?" Amamiya Chizuru glared at Naoki Natsume, "Even if you get angry, it won't help. It will only cause trouble for yourself. I, Amamiya Chizuru, will not do meaningless things!"

She is indeed the daughter of a businessman.

Apart from the coquettish look he was staring at at this moment, he looked exactly like Uncle Amemiya talking.

"I said, how long will you continue to stare at me?"

"I'm just wondering whether you are more like the women written by Haruki Murakami or the heroines written by Makoto Shinkai."

At this moment, a broadcast came from the distance through an electronic loudspeaker——

"The announcement below is the noon announcement! Because of the banquet, the noon announcement is in advance..."

Perhaps the sound quality of the electronic speakers was too poor. As the early morning slowly turned towards noon, the sound sounded intermittent across the open fields.

There will be a loudspeaker outside the wall of every house in the village. As long as the announcement is sounded, it will echo in the mountains and forests like the chorus of a choir.

Natsume Naoki explained to Amamiya Chizuru: "Every morning and noon, there will be announcements in the village, usually announcing the weather conditions and instructing people to collect clothes and hang them. Occasionally, they will meet peddlers who come to the village to sell tobacco, alcohol and tools.

Emergency news will be interrupted. Today, probably because uncle and the others are coming to visit at noon, the noon notice has been advanced."

While he was talking, he realized that Amamiya Chizuru was not listening carefully.

It doesn't matter to her whether the village broadcasts something like that. The eldest lady only cares about the things she should care about and goes her own way.

"Your lips are very dry." She said while staring at Natsume Naoki's lips.

It was a strange conversation, but the expression on Amamiya Chizuru’s little face was as serious as Copernicus’s discovery of the New World.

"Have it?"

Natsume Naoki lightly pursed her lips with her tongue.

It seems that the back of the tip of the tongue does feel a little uncomfortable.

"Maybe it's too dry," Natsume Naoki said casually: "Even the air near the seaside is not always moist."

"Don't lick it."

Amamiya Chizuru frowned again, just like when she was angry just now.

"Don't you know that licking your lips will cause the skin to crack?" She explained: "After all, if the skin is stained with water and blown by the wind, it will be very itchy. Ah! I really don't understand. Is everything said on the Internet correct?

Don’t you guys know how to take care of your skin at all?”

Natsume Naoki didn't speak, but tilted his head to look at her.

Just now I was angry because I was too busy, and now I am angry because I don’t know how to take care of myself. Women are really magical creatures.

No, it should be said that Amamiya Chizuru's weird temper is really unpredictable.

But her focus reminded Natsume Naoki of "Your Name." She bought the original novel in a bookstore. Mitsuba woke up with Taki's body and looked in the mirror. The first thing she noticed was that Taki's lips were very dry... Of course,

Except the body has an extra part.

Could it be said that when a girl meets a boy for the first time, she will look at his lips first?

That’s really very different from boys!

It is said that the first thing most boys pay attention to when they are on the road is their legs.

While Natsume Naoki was thinking, Amamiya Chizuru turned around and took out a small bag from her cotton-padded coat pocket.

Natsume Naoki was stunned by this scene.

He thought Amamiya Chizuru didn't bring a bag when she went out today, so why did she put the satchel in her pocket?

So what’s the point of carrying this bag? Isn’t it good to put things directly in the pockets of cotton-padded clothes?

After all, Natsume Naoki still can't understand the meaning of girls carrying bags when they go out. Not to mention the seniors, even Asai Mao will bring a small and exquisite purse to hold change when she goes out. She will bargain with the vendors in a soft voice, but her face is full of confusion.

With unquestionable majesty, the maid who is in charge of the house makes people feel at ease.

Can……

Obviously that purse is too small to even hold a mobile phone!

Either put everything in your trouser pockets when you go out, or carry a book bag to hold books and computers.

"Your lips are too dry. It would be better to apply lipstick."

As Amamiya Chizuru spoke, she took out a small tube of something similar to lipstick... In Natsume Naoki's eyes, it was lipstick, but it was a different color.

He refused to put the stuff on his lips.

"I don't think it's necessary..."

But before he could finish his refusal, Amamiya Chizuru had already started to wipe off the light lipstick on her lips with a tissue, and then applied lipstick on it.

She applied it to herself.

Natsume Naoki looked at her. Both of them were very smart and instantly understood what she was planning to do, so Natsume Naoki swallowed back the second half of her sentence.

Amamiya Chizuru blushed with embarrassment, glared at him and muttered softly: "You said this, it's not necessary!"

"No, you heard wrong." Natsume Naoki said sternly, holding his knees with both hands like a samurai facing the monarch, "I think it is dry, and boys also need to wear lipstick to protect their lips.

.”

Seeing his face changing faster than turning the page in a book, Amamiya Chizuru blushed even more, feeling like a young bride who was eager to marry her sweetheart.

Under his serious expression, there must be such a joking view hidden!

"Humph, shouldn't men take the initiative at this time?" She protested loudly.

So Natsume Naoki couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and while talking about it, he got closer to her.

Chizuru Amamiya closed her eyes.

Natsume Naoki actually planned to close his eyes...if he hadn't seen the oncoming car at the last moment.

To be precise, I saw the license plate number of the car.

It was the Amamiya family's car. The head maid of the Amamiya family often drove Amamiya Chizuru to and from school. After Natsume Naoki's memory improved, he could easily remember the license plate.

So he quickly sat up straight and even let go of the hand holding Amamiya Chizuru.

As expected, the vehicle started to slow down as it approached, and apparently the people in the vehicle also noticed them sitting on the bench by the roadside.

"Hey, do you still want me to take the initiative?"

Amamiya Chizuru opened her eyes, looked at Natsume Naoki who was pretending to be an honest person, and frowned in displeasure.

Pretending to be innocent at this time, obviously the last time I was alone in the bedroom, my hand was as accurate as pretending to be in position.

Natsume Naoki realized that Chizuru Amamiya had her back to the slowly approaching car, and coughed twice.

Chizuru Amamiya was very smart. After noticing it, she turned around to see what made him become like this.

For a moment, she thought it was Natsume Naoki's parents who were coming, and she panicked.

When she saw a self-driving car parked next to her, with the head maid and cheap daddy sitting in the car, and a bodyguard car following behind, she was relieved.

"Natsume-kun, I didn't expect to see you here." Amamiya Konma rolled down the window, "Why are you sitting here?"
To be continued...