How to Seal Super Powers

Furuhashi sat up straight, hastily raised his hand to cover his pink lips, his face turned bright red and white steam was even emitting from his head.

"Fumino?"

Ogata who was pondering seriously, looked up with a confused expression on his face: "What's the matter with you?"

"No, it's okay!"

Furuhashi hastily shook his head.

I just bent down and accidentally kissed Asakawa-san, how can such a thing be said!

Seeing Naoki sitting down with a delicate expression, and the corners of his lips appearing to have a moist tint, Furuhashi recognized him at a glance: "That's the lip balm I used!"

"Ah ah ah ah! I really want to die, I want to die, I want to die, why would I come across such a thing that only happens in manga! I'm not a manga Heroine!"

Furuhashi immediately withdrew his gaze, not daring to look Naoki in the eye at all, and lay down on the table with an ostrich.

*Deg Deg Deg*

His heartbeat was very clear, and it was beating at an unprecedented speed.

Furuhashi listened to his heartbeat, only felt his face heat up, as if she would burn in the next moment, embarrassed, complaining, who knows how many emotions were surging through his brain, putting herself in a state of chaos for a while, and she lost a lot of brain cells.

(F-First kiss...)

(The first kiss is only once in a lifetime, it's gone…)

(Why, the first time the princess hugged, the first time I touched my head, the first time I walked on the street hand in hand… How many times did Asakawa-san pick me up the first time?)

Furuhashi quietly raised his head, removed the glasses on his face, and ran his finger on his lips, only to feel that the place she touched was hot, like fire.

(Wait a minute, I'm in Ricchan's body right now. Physically, the one who kissed Asakawa-san should be Ricchan. My first kiss is still there, ha, ha ha...)

(It's not this kind of algorithm, it's more important than body and soul!)

(Or, actually me, Ricchan, and Asakawa-san, the three of them kissing?)

Naoki put the eraser he picked up on the table, and couldn't help but look at the current Ogata, the little girl buried her face in his arms and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the tips of her ears that were exposed outside her hair were already red.

"Just now…" Naoki raised his hand and touched his lips, and it seemed that there was still a soft and smooth touch, and the same question as Furuhashi appeared in his heart, "Is it Furuhashi or Ogata?"

"From a quantum mechanics perspective, it should be considered a three-person contact, right?"

After a brief heartbeat, Naoki calmed down quickly.

(It's just a touch of lips, nothing, it's called kissing when both parties love each other, and it's just an accident!)

(Relax, just read and learn for now!)

(Long way to go, learn to be a companion.)

"Asakawa-san?" The girl's soft and pleasant voice sounded in his ears.

"Uh?"

Ogata asked curiously, "Why do you keep touching your lips?"

Furuhashi, who buried his face in his arms, trembled slightly and wanted to hide under the table.

"Ah, it's fine..." Naoki of course wouldn't tell the truth, or Furuhashi might be embarrassed to explode on the spot, "My lips are a little itchy, keep studying."

"Un."

...

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the sun set and the tired birds returned to their nests.

Naoki closed his notebook, exhaled lightly, looked at Furuhashi who had been lying still on the table after that incident, and said softly, "Furuhashi, it's time to go home."

Furuhashi remained silent.

"Furuhashi?" Naoki called again.

Still no answer, the girl lying on the table seemed to have left her soul, leaving only a body without an owner.

Hello, are you a squirrel, the more you think about it, the angrier you become, like a squirrel robbed of pine nuts.

It was just an accidental kiss, so don't get mad like that!

Naoki reached out and touched his forehead.

Very normal, moderate temperature, neither hot nor cold.

"Wuuu..."

Furuhashi who was lying on the table, let out a low hum, turned his face away, a red mark was pressed against his little face, his eyes were sleepy, and there was a faint wet stain on the corner of his lips.

Damn it! I thought you were too sad and didn't want to take care of other people, or you were sulking and wanted to kill yourself by holding your breath, but didn't expect you to fall asleep! Get my worries back now!

"Asakawa-san..."

Furuhashi opened his eyes, a hazy mist in his eyes that he just woke up to, the corners of his lips lifted, revealing a sweet smile, "That's delicious…"

Dreaming is dreaming, don't associate other people's names with good food, I don't want to be eaten by you!

"You're salivating." Naoki reminded.

Furuhashi raised his right hand in confusion: "Asakawa-san says this every time, I won't be fooled again..."

The next moment, when the back of his hand came into contact with something wet and damp, Furuhashi suddenly regained his senses: "Ehhhh, I'm actually have saliva?!"

Furuhashi hastily sat up straight, wiped the corners of his lips with his hands, embarrassed and anxious, drooling in front of men, really embarrassed.

"Pack the books." Naoki said, "It's time to go back."

"Um…" Furuhashi stared at the table wide-eyed, and started looking for something, "Where are the glasses?"

"This."

Naoki handed it the glasses "I was afraid you would knock it off the ground, so I held it."

"Thank you Asakawa-san…" Furuhashi subconsciously thanked him. After picking up the glasses and putting them on, she immediately remembered the last eraser that fell, and then the accidental kissing incident.

Furuhashi immediately bit his pink lips and stopped talking.

The air suddenly became silent.

The library study room, which was almost empty, was unusually quiet.

After a brief silence, Naoki spoke up to break the silence.

"Ogata went to the bathroom and will be right back."

"En."

"Sorry what happened earlier..."

"Three second principle!"

Before Naoki could finish speaking, Furuhashi interrupted frantically with a flushed face: "As long as it doesn't exceed three seconds, that kind of thing doesn't count at all!"

You fool yourself, say nothing for three seconds, even if you fall to the ground for a second, you will not pick it up and eat it again!

Naoki nodded and said, "That's right, it doesn't count."

It was best to take over this kind of thing in one fell swoop, and Naoki didn't want to cause trouble for himself at all.

"Phew~..."

Furuhashi heaved a sigh of relief, seeing Naoki's expression unchanged, and suddenly a little displeased, it's so easy to say no, don't you care at all?

Fortunately, at this time, Ogata came back from the bathroom, and the awkward atmosphere finally broke.

The three grabbed their bags and walked out of the library together.

Ogata walked briskly: "Let's go to the park and continue yesterday's experiment."

"That…" Furuhashi said doubtfully, "I suddenly have a stomach ache, why don't you go tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow." Naoki said, "I just have something to do tonight."

Furuhashi glanced at Naoki, quickly lowered his head, and lightly pursed the corners of his lips.

(Turns out Asakawa-san doesn't care as much as it seems...)

"Yes." Ogata naturally didn't know the game between Naoki and Furuhashi, so she heard the words "Then let's do it tomorrow."

"Ricchan." Furuhashi heaved a sigh of relief, "I will go home with you."

Compared to the mansion itself, the Udon tavern was indeed more human. Although it's tiring to send udon, it's not every day.

"Un."

The three walked to the train station together.

"Asakawa-san, see you tomorrow." Ogata said.

Naoki replied, "See you tomorrow."

Furuhashi looked up, then turned to look into the distance, and whispered, "...See you tomorrow."

....

The next morning Furuhashi opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly noticed that his vision had become clear.

"Eh?"

Furuhashi blinked and stretched out his right hand in front of her.

Her fingers were slender and white, shiny and shiny, and her nails were neat and tidy, which looked very familiar.

Furuhashi regained his senses, and immediately grabbed his hand to his chest. It was unremarkable, no waves, and a bit of ups and downs reminiscent of a hard-boiled breakfast egg.

"So flat… No, my body is back!"