"It's too much, it's really too much! Are you something that people can do?"

A moment later, in Jiang Qijun's bedroom, Tosaka Ryoto, who was wearing a bear pajamas, complained to him in dissatisfaction. She also wore a hairpin with bear ears on her head, which was quite high-end and could move.

Jiang Qijun's attention was on the bear's ears on her head: "So why are you looking for me?"

"Play chess?"

"Get back to sleep!"

Tosaka Ryoto muttered his little mouth: "I can't sleep, I'll play with me for a while."

"...It's a good thing you just want me to play chess with you. If you occupy my bed, you still have to hold hands and sing lullaby to coax me to sleep. I'll call the police now!"

"Ha? Who would do this? Are you embarrassed?"

No, there are really people who plan to do this.

Jiang Qijun waved someone's figure from his heart and said helplessly: "By the way, can this bathroom window really be turned in? I have to tell the hotel tomorrow. I thought I had been in the middle of the night."

“There are surveillance outside.”

"You are still so rampant with surveillance?"

She snorted and slapped her chest proudly: "And only with such a slim figure in Miss can come in, Kondo, you must not be able to do it."

Jiang Qijun's eyes moved towards her breasts, not big, but not completely small.

He showed a sudden expression.

Tosaka Ryoto's face suddenly turned red, and his teeth were gritted and his tiger teeth were exposed: "I am only fifteen years old! I am different from you!"

You may not believe it if you say it, but my chest muscles are really bigger than you.

Jiang Qijun muttered in his heart, then lay back on his own and covered the quilt: "I'm going to sleep. Remember to turn off the lights when you go out, thank you."

"Don't sleep, I'm rare to play with you. Just play with me, please."

Tosaka Ryoto clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and bowed his head and begged as if he was worshiping a Bodhisattva.

"I understand the person who only slept for three or four hours yesterday. Believe it or not, I will die suddenly in front of you in the next second."

Jiang Qijun was also puzzled. Are they lined up to prevent him from sleeping properly?

Tosaka Ryoto came over and lifted the quilt and pretended to lie in: "Then I'll sleep with you tonight, so that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I can take the time to play two games!"

This person is really addicted, how could she survive before?

Before she could lie in, she just raised her foot and saw Jiang Qijun sitting up with a carp: "Stop! I'll just play with you."

"What does it mean? Now the big stars take the initiative to sleep with you, and no one else can ask for it."

"I like to sleep naked when I sleep alone, so I don't like to sleep with others."

When Jiang Qijun looked for this excuse, Tosaka Ryoto was stunned and silently put down the quilt, smoothing the wrinkled corners of the quilt.

She sat back on the tatami obediently and arranged the chessboard: "Okay, one game is one game, come on."

Jiang Qijun actually doesn’t like playing chess with Tosaka Ryoto, because he is mainly abused for a long time, which is very boring.

But today I didn't enjoy her enjoyment, so I probably couldn't send her away, so I had to sit cross-legged across the board.

Tosaka Ryoto took a step forward and asked inadvertently: "Kondo, I have a question to ask you."

"explain."

Jiang Qijun lowered his head and studied the chessboard, saying without raising his head.

"I remember... Didn't you learn kendo at Takakura Kendo? It seems that Jiang Qijun is still your teacher-teacher? Why is he your apprentice now?"

Jiang Qijun suddenly raised his head and looked at Tosaka Ryoto in shock.

Has he ever told Tosaka this?

Or did Kondo Izumi mention it before he exchanged his body with Kondo Izumi?

Jiang Qijun couldn't remember it. Unexpectedly, such a big mistake was noticed by Tosaka Ryoto, and his thoughts immediately became confused.

Tosaka Ryoto seemed to have just asked the question casually, and he was looking down at the chessboard and urged: "Hurry up, what do you want to do for so long?"

"Ah? Oh."

Jiang Qijun had no intention of playing chess, so he took a random step.

Tosaka Ryoto took a move without thinking, and then asked, "So you haven't answered me that question just now."

"this……"

Jiang Qijun looked puzzled, his mind was spinning quickly, and he was scraping his stomach and thinking about saying something.

He suddenly clapped his hands: "Ah, by the way, it's actually like this. I actually studied Beichen Yidaoliu before. I went to Takakura Kendo Hall to learn to demonstrate the Liujiandao, and then... Jiang Qijun is now learning Beichen Yidaoliu from me, so although Jiang Qijun was my teacher trainee before, he is now my disciple, which is not contradictory."

He finished speaking in one breath, and he admired himself, and was able to come up with such a reasonable and well-founded reason in a hurry.

"Is that true?" Tosaka Ryoto's expression was a little confused.

However, she didn't understand swordsmanship. For a moment, she saw that Jiang Qijun was so confident that she found the reason. It seemed that it was indeed the case.

She shook her head and did not dig into this issue. While playing chess, she sighed: "But Jiang Qijun is completely different from what I imagined. She feels like a little shy boy. She always feels a little familiar with her way of speaking... Oh, by the way, it looks like you, Kondo!"

Jiang Qijun pointed at himself in surprise: "Me?"

"It was when you were not familiar with each other before, and you didn't dare to look at people in front of you. It was a bit too polite. But after getting familiar with each other... it didn't look like it at all."

Tosaka Ryoto thought that Jiang Qijun's change was because he became familiar with her.

There is indeed a kind of person who has completely different personalities in front of familiar friends and strangers. A simple summary - social terror.

She turned her head and saw Jiang Qijun sweating coldly on her forehead, and said in confusion: "Kondo, is it very hot? You are sweating a lot."

"Yes, yes, the room feels a little stuffy."

Jiang Qijun wiped his sweat and adjusted his breathing to calm himself down.

Are women's sixth sense so strong? Even if they are just underage girls.

Fortunately, Tosaka Ryoto was just talking casually, and then stopped mentioning this, urging him: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about these things, concentrate on playing chess."

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