I'm tired, break up

Three people, three bowls of noodles.

Fujiwara Shizuka sat quietly between the teacher and the juniors. He broke the disposable wooden chopsticks when the girls clasped their hands together and said "I'm starting"; he served cold water when Hiratsuka Shizuka was scalded by the noodle soup; When Yi Caiyu is about to finish eating, prepare paper towels in time.His movements are naturally unobtrusive and silent, he can be called a peerless nanny and a male version of a disabled person's training machine.

From time to time, Isshiroyu would send a flattered look to her. Since that night, she would occasionally take advantage of the lunch break to go to the scumbag seniors to help with tutoring, and then the two of them would have a bento together, but Fujiwara Yuki faced her alone. I don't even have a smile on my face, let alone such considerate service and care.

As for Hiratsuka-sensei, she is much bolder. Yuki Fujiwara accepts all of his care. She still feels that Lamb Isshiki is the target of Yuki Fujiwara. She was suspicious, so Miss Shepherd enjoyed it with peace of mind, and sometimes deliberately interrupted the communication between Fujiwara Yuki and Isshiro Yu, and asked with a smile, "Fujiwara, why do you take care of Isshiki?"

Fujiwara Shiki didn't respond, but calmly put the cup of hot tea that was supposed to be handed to Isiroha and put it next to Hiratsuka-sensei's noodle bowl, and took two paper towels and put them within reach of Hiratsuka-sensei raising his hand The place where the silent pampering is seen makes one's hair stand on end.

——It's no wonder that the scumbag senior was able to capture so many girls. This kind of undercurrent gentleness is simply a terrifying poison to careful girls!

"Ah! I'm full, I'm full! Satisfied!" Hiratsuka-sensei put down the wooden chopsticks, leaned back on the back of the chair contentedly, and stretched greatly. "Boss! Thank you so much! It's really great ramen!"

"Oh! It would be great if you like the guest!" Chef Sanada laughed happily from the kitchen.

Fujiwara pushed his glasses. "Ms. Hiratsuka, it's my reward to treat you to ramen. Can I trouble you to keep quiet for a while? Isshiki is about to start studying."

"Haha, sorry sorry."

Isiroba didn't speak, she is the only one who keeps silent in the ramen restaurant.

Because she was busy peeking at Yuki Fujiwara.

Of course, it’s not about suddenly falling in love with the scum-senpai. For Isshiroha who has mastered most of Fujiwara Yuki’s habits, the scum-senpai is a terrible object that must never be liked. To girls, this man is like A ferocious spider to a beautiful butterfly.

No matter how stupid a butterfly is, it won't throw itself into a trap when it knows that there is a spider's nest ahead, right?

She was just guessing what method Fujiwara Yuki was going to use to attack Hiratsuka-sensei.

At most, he still has the slightest desire to see the face of the senior scumbag.

After all, Senior Scumbag is really handsome, even more handsome than Senior Hayama. Girls like to look at handsome guys, isn't that a fault?

Isshiroba was arguing with herself in a low voice in her heart, her eyes flicked back and forth, she was sitting on the right side of Fujiwara Yuki, and Fujiwara Yuki was staring at Mr. Hiratsuka on the left side at this time, this was a perfect match for Isshiroha Angle: The scum-senpai will not notice that she is peeking, and the flat glasses that have been staying on the bridge of Fujiwara Yuki's nose can't hinder her gaze, she can look at the scum-senpai's face without restraint.

Fujiwara Yuki once said that she wears glasses to prevent people from being hurt, and her tone is still very serious, making it look like the glasses are an enchantment that seals some monster. Isshiroha always thought it was a joke about the second disease, but now, she But he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

What the plain glasses seal should be the face of Senior Scumbag!

Without the cover of the glasses, Tsukihime Fujiwara looked more and more upright and heroic, not like a student, but like a serious young general.

——If the scumbag senior wasn't a scumbag, it would be great.

Yi Caiyu couldn't help but think, for a moment his heart was full of pity.

And at this moment, her gaze suddenly fell on Fujiwara Yuki's eyes.

A color feather suddenly froze.

what is that?

Fujiwara Yuki's pupils are the black pupils that Asians often have, but unlike ordinary black pupils, Isshiroha caught a strange purple light in those eyes, and those filaments of broken light flowed from top to bottom from the scum The senior's eyes flashed across, leaving a branch-like trace, which disappeared in an instant.

Yishishiyu stared blankly at Fujiwara Yuki, she felt that she was looking up at the sky where the rainstorm was coming, the black clouds were overwhelming the city, and the deep purple electric clusters snaked out of the deep dark clouds.

Those rays of light are just like—thunder!

"clatter--"

The yogurt box that suddenly appeared in front of him made Yi Caiyu shiver in shock, and suddenly regained his senses.

"I got this from Master Sanada." Fujiwara Yuki pushed the yogurt in front of Isiroha, and under the other palm was a notebook, which was a special exercise book made by Fujiwara Yuki for Isshiroha. "Now that you're full, it's time to study."

Isshiro Yu absent-mindedly took the exercise book and opened it. After turning a few pages, she couldn't help but raise her head quietly, and glanced at Yuki Fujiwara's face. Seeing a pair of ordinary black eyes, it seems that the thunder and black clouds just now were just an illusion.

"Isshiki, you have to concentrate on your studies." Fujiwara Yuki said lightly, his voice was deep but clear, like a cold spring flowing quietly on a snow mountain, inexplicably calming people's mind.

"Yes."

Yi Caiyu pursed her lips, responded obediently, and lowered her head again.

"Oh! What a conscientious and responsible senior." Hiratsuka-sensei sat aside with her face propped up, she didn't notice the brief interaction with her students just now. "Hey, Fujiwara, have you thought about what you will do after graduation? What about being a teacher?"

"I'm not suitable to be a teacher." Fujiwara Yuki said lightly, "Putting the beloved girl in the hands of someone like me, even the most heartless parents can't help but worry, right?"

"That's true." Teacher Hiratsuka nodded her head approvingly, let alone a parent, as a teacher, she is worried about this guy, for fear that if she is not careful, this pervert will kill her little lamb Even the skin and bones were swallowed.

"Since the teacher is not good enough." Hiratsuka thought for a moment, and then asked: "How about becoming a chef? I happen to know an old man named Nakiri here. If Fujiwara, you want to go on the road of being a chef , I can help refer"

"Nakiri Senzaemon."