I'm tired, break up

"Senior, senior! Did you make the Mr. Pan doll you gave to Yukinoshita-senpai?"

"Not all, some of them were bought by the way when shopping in the mall. After all, Mr. Pan's surroundings are not only dolls, but also plastic keychains and figures." Fujiwara Yuki, who was stuffing cotton for Mr. Pan, replied. "But I will try my best to choose Mr. Pan who is not the same as her."

"Senior, why do you and Hayama-senpai seem to have a good relationship?"

"I did him a few small favors before," replied Fujiwara Yuki, who was stitching Mr. Pan's eyes.

"Senior, why did you join the insect club? For boys, aren't football clubs and baseball clubs better?"

"Because making butterfly specimens is a very interesting thing." Fujiwara Yuki, who was sewing Mr. Pan's ears, replied.

"Senior, why do you always wear those stupid glasses, you are so handsome when you don't wear them?"

"In order not to hurt others." Fujiwara Yuki made a concise and powerful reply. He cut off the end of the thread, put the sewing box aside, and then lifted the cuddly bear in his arms and looked at it in front of his eyes.

Originally such a huge cuddly bear should have attracted girls with its naive and cute appearance, but unfortunately, Mr. Pan's expression was too cruel and ferocious, and he couldn't make people think of cuteness.

Fujiwara Yuki looked at this ferocious panda, and couldn't help shaking his head. He still couldn't understand why Yukinoshita liked this cruel puppet.

But Shiki Fujiwara doesn't care. After all, at any time and any place, the best way to build a good relationship with anyone is to do what they like. The reason "Yukinoshita Yukino likes it" alone is enough for him to become Mr. Pan ardent fans.

"Pfft! What, so senior, do you still have secondary illness?" Behind him, Isshiroha laughed when he heard Fujiwara Yuki's answer. "Then what's under those glasses? Is the evil king's true eyes?"

"It's not the real eye of the evil king." Fujiwara Zhi put down Mr. Pan, and retorted lightly.

"What's that?" A color feather asked.

But Yuki Fujiwara didn't respond to her anymore. He glanced back at Isshiroba who was sitting on the carpet behind him, shaking, as if he might fall asleep at any time, suddenly got up, and took a wooden bookcase from the side bookcase. box.

"Isshiki, take this." Fujiwara Yuki handed the wooden box to Isshiroha's arms.

"What is this?" Yi Caiyu narrowed his eyes, looking at the wooden box in his hand in confusion.

"Here are the keys to the guest rooms on the second floor. There are four keys in total for the two rooms. All of them are in your hands now. Remember to return them to me tomorrow morning. Don't forget to keep them in the room."

After saying that, Fujiwara Yuki held Isiroha's wrist, and his arm pulled the girl up from the ground, then pressed her shoulder, and pushed her out of the room involuntarily.

"That..." Yi Caiyu felt dizzy, and before she could react, she was thrown into the corridor barefoot. The chill from the soles of her feet made the girl shiver, and she was half awake in an instant.

"Senior?" The girl raised her head, looking in astonishment at Fujiwara Shiki's expressionless face hidden behind the door.

"Isshiki, I wish you a sweet dream."

When the sun shone through the white gauze curtains into the room, Yi Caiyu slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

The girl took a look at the cell phone next to the pillow, 7:30, very good, there is still an hour to go, and it should be too late to get to school.

She got up and dressed in a daze, and yawned and pushed open the door.

"Mom, for today's bento, I want thick egg yakiniku and octopus sausage, is that okay?"

There was no response, and behind the door was not the familiar smiling faces of the parents and the breakfast table, but a quiet corridor that was neither long nor short, and at the end of the corridor was a spiral downward staircase.

Yi Caiyu stood in front of the door and was stunned for 2 minutes before recovering.

Oh, that's right, Mom and Dad went out, and she's not at her house, this is Fujiwara-senpai's house, because she didn't bring the key last night, she ran to the scum-senpai's house to spend the night overnight.

This is not good news.

Although the senior scumbag has good cooking skills, he will always have a cold face towards girls who are not lovers. If there is no special reason, he may have to cook his own breakfast and lunch.

Yi Caiyu's face was slightly sullen. At this moment, she finally had a sense of urgency. The girl straightened her collar and skirt, walked out of the corridor quickly, and reached out to grab the handrail of the stairs.

And at the moment when he quickly walked down the second floor, Yishiyu was stunned.

In the semi-open kitchen area on the first floor, Fujiwara Yuki was standing there, in front of him was a soup pot emitting white steam, his side face could be seen clearly from the angle of Ichishiroha, Fujiwara Yuki had a square scarf wrapped around his head , wearing an apron, holding a long spoon in his hand, although his face is still paralyzed as always, but because of this attire, there is an inexplicable sense of fireworks.

This scene is inexplicably palpitating, as if you and this man have been together for a long time, every morning before you wake up, he will stand in the kitchen, quietly preparing everything, waiting for you to jump like a sneak attack On his back, coquettishly asked him what's for breakfast today.

No no no no!Don't think about it!A feather of one color!This man is not a good husband at home, he is a senior scum who eats people and doesn't spit out his bones!If you think he is nice, you are not far from being eaten by him!

Yi Caiyu closed her eyes, patted her cheek vigorously, shook her head, and her long flaxen hair danced along with it, as if doing so could shake off all the strange thoughts.

Hearing the movement from the top of his head, Fujiwara Yuki picked up the flat glasses placed by the stove and put them on, turned around and looked up at Isshiro Yu on the stairs.

At this moment, Fujiwara Yuki's face soaked in the morning light entered Ichishiroha's line of sight with an almost crushing posture.

"Wait a minute, breakfast will be ready soon."

--This guy!This guy! ! !

Yi Caiyu clung tightly to the handrail of the stairs, because she suddenly felt her calf go weak, and she was afraid that she would roll and fall down the stairs inexplicably.

It should be because he didn't eat breakfast, right?The girl quietly argued in her heart.

"By the way, Isshiki, do you need to prepare a bento for you?"

"Senior actually helped me prepare breakfast and bento, are you flattering me?" Yi Shiyu leaned on the armrest, trying his best to squeeze out a normal-looking smiling face. "Could it be that you finally realized how cute I am and are you ready to confess to me? What a pity, I will reject senior."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Yi Caiyu couldn't help feeling flustered, because she just unconsciously imagined the picture of the scumbag senior confessing to her with an iceberg face, and her choice was actually

"No, it's just a reward paid in advance." Yuki Fujiwara took off the scarf on his head and pushed his glasses.

He magically took out two bento boxes, one large and one small, from under the kitchen cabinet, and cruelly burst the pink bubble in Yi Caiyu's heart. "As a reward for providing you with room and board last night, you need to go to Mr. Hiratsuka for lunch at noon today in the name of asking for help."

"You seem to be very busy recently?" Yukinoshita Yukino put down the book, looked at the man sitting on the other side of the desk with an unwavering expression. "Could it be that the Insect Club, one of the three clubs of Sobu High School, has become so decadent that the president himself can wander around during club activity time?"

"Today's plan is to demonstrate the whole process of making butterfly specimens to the first grade members." Fujiwara Shiki who was sitting directly opposite was calm. "This task is not difficult, and Kato and Chitanda also need to experience on their own, so I left after helping them complete the preparations."

"Even if the Insect Society doesn't need help, there's no need for you to come here." Yukinoshita Yukino said coldly.

"No, it's actually necessary." Fujiwara Zhi said, "I want to see you."

Yukino was stunned under the snow.

"Of course, I'll give you this." Immediately afterwards, Fujiwara Yuki took out Mr. Pan's huggable bear from the huge cardboard box at his feet. He still remembered the promise he made to Yukinoshita last time, that there would be no Tell half the truth.

Yukino Yukino glanced at the huge Mr. Pan hugging the bear, the redness that had just floated on her face quickly faded away, not only did the girl's face not soften like last time, it even turned unexpectedly gloomy.

She seemed to understand the meaning behind this giant cuddling bear instantly.

"I made a special trip here and brought such an expensive gift." The second lady looked up at Fujiwara Yuki, her voice full of sarcasm. "It seems that you have found someone you like again?"

"Yes." Fujiwara Shiki nodded, put Mr. Pan on the desk between the two of them, and pushed him under the snow. "It is estimated that in the next half a month, I will not appear in the Ministry of Service again."

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't speak, the girl silently turned her head away and didn't reach out to pick it up.

"Don't you like it?" Fujiwara Shiki hugged Mr. Pan, he held the soft arm of the panda puppet, waved it towards the snow, and said calmly, "It's Mr. Pan."

Yukinoshita Yukino moved slightly, her eyes moved towards Fujiwara Yuki's direction for a moment, but then moved away quickly.

"This child is crying." Fujiwara Zhi continued to read with an unwavering voice: "It was born in this world for someone, but that person didn't want it."

Yukinoshita Yukino let out a long sigh, she gave Fujiwara Yuki a hard look, and opened her hands towards Fujiwara Yuki.

"Bring it here."

Looking at the black-haired girl who merged with the black and white hugging bear, Fujiwara Yuki nodded, and turned his gaze to Yukinoshita, where sat a peach-colored ball head with an uneasy expression of "please don't notice me" .

"Hello there, Fujiwara-san, I am" Noticing Fujiwara Yuki's gaze, the girl hurriedly put a smile on her face, and stammered to introduce herself.

"I know you, Yuigahama Yui, Hayama's classmate." Fujiwara Zhi pushed his glasses, he didn't care why this girl knew him, Fujiwara Yuki's reputation as a scumbag spread like wind throughout the second grade Things are already clear. "Why are you here?"

"That was introduced by Hiratsuka-sensei." The pink Maruko shrank her shoulders, and in front of Fujiwara Yuki, she seemed to be a little smaller. "The teacher said that the teacher said that this place can make wishes come true."

"Wish fulfilled?" Fujiwara Yuki turned to look at Yukinoshita Yukino.

"It's not what you think, it's just helping the students of Sobu High within the scope of our ability." Yukinoshita Yukino put her face on the hugging bear, her cheeks were slightly red. "Yuhihama-san's wish is to make cookies for someone."

"So that's it. Are you going to give it to someone you like?" Fujiwara pushed his glasses.

"This..." Yuigahama Yui scratched her cheek, and smiled with a blushing face.

"If you don't show up, we're already on our way to the cooking classroom." Yukinoshita Yukino reluctantly put down Mr. Pan, stood up, and waved to Fujiwara. "Want to come over and help?"