Concealment

"No problem."

Naoki turned off the music on his cell phone, reached out and poked Yuika who was hiding in his arm, "Get up quickly."

"Really, did they really leave?"

Yuika looked up, her pitiful little appearance as cute as an angel's, which made one want to hug her for comfort.

Too bad he's a pervert.

"If you linger, those two will probably react and come back again." Naoki commented, "So it's time to get out."

"Oh."

Yuika got up from Naoki's arms, carefully pushed the compartment door open. After confirming that there was no one outside, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Originally it was the servant's responsibility, so Yuika wasn't going to say thank you, but you're touching it now…"

Yuika quickly put on her clothes, reaching out her hand to adjust the skirt.

"But As a master, not giving any gifts is not a good thing."

Yuika turned around and quickly said:

"If that's the case, the two plasters will be given to the servant, so it's fine to use them to do strange things."

Damn it! Who would do such a boring thing with plaster like this! Stockings and panties are barely enough, tell me how to apply plaster!

"Stop talking." Naoki pointed at his thigh, "Come down quickly."

"Don't want to!"

Yuika hastily covered her butt and hastily escaped from the compartment.

Naoki stood up, flushed the two bandages down the toilet, washed his hands, and walked out of the bathroom.

A girl with a rustic appearance with a book in her arms, braided hair, and large black-rimmed glasses came into view.

Naoki paused for a moment, then raised his right hand and greeted him casually, "Good afternoon Sanshokuin-san."

"Asakawa-san who bullied a junior school girl..."

Sanshokuin Sumireko pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, then said in a nonchalant tone, "I'll call the police."

Naoki sighed: "Please don't."

This girl looks like a nerdy and unpretentious girl, but she is actually a black-bellied girl hiding deep, much tougher than the two boys earlier.

"It's a long story..." Naoki paused, "So I won't explain."

Sumireko approached and sniffed Naoki: "Then Asakawa-san, please explain why you smell like a junior school girl."

Hey, don't suddenly sniff at other people, it doesn't fit your image as a nerdy girl at all!

Naoki was silent: "How do you know it's a junior school student?"

Sumireko said lightly: "That pretty blonde junior school student bumped into my arm when she came downstairs just now, smells exactly like Asakawa-san."

"That's why I said it's very troublesome to explain." Naoki sighed again "After all, I'm not bullying her."

"Is it still the cute girl who bullied Asakawa-san?"

You're right, she wants to turn me into a loyal and obedient dog servant!

But the truth cannot be said.

"Never judge a person by his appearance, Great minds cannot be comprehended." Naoki thought about it, "Just like you, some people look honest on the outside, but they may be black-bellied on the inside."

"Hmm…" Sumireko nodded lightly, "Thank you Asakawa-san for your compliment."

Who praised you! In this era, whether it is 'honest' or black belly, it is a neutral or derogatory term!

"For you."

Sumireko handed the book in her hand.

Naoki looked down and found that it was Soseki Natsume's [Forever Day Sketch] which was a collection of essays about life. It seems that Sumireko really likes Soseki Natsume.

"What am I going to do with your book?"

"Asakawa-san knows that in your heart, right?"

"Don't know."

"You have to tell me." Sumireko pushed her glasses and said in a friendly tone. "Go back and write two articles and give them to me."

Damn it! Whenever it comes to getting people to write and read, the teacher of literature doesn't go overboard like you!

Naoki sighed: "Can I refuse?"

The corners of Sumireko's lips rose slightly: "You can't."

Naoki was helpless, took the book and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment." Sumireko shouted.

"Um?"

Sumireko stepped forward, took out a tissue from her pocket, and wiped the mark on Naoki's chest: "Before you get out of the bathroom, wipe off the lip balm."

Naoki: "😐"

No wonder Yuika was so happy when she escaped, it turned out to be a 'ticking time bomb' on me!

When Naoki returned to the reading area, Yuika had disappeared, apparently in a good mood after finishing the plaster crunch and going out to play.

Naoki took out his cell phone, checked the time, texted Itsuki, turned around and walked out of the library.

...

When they arrived at the train station, as Naoki expected, the five twins stood together. The rare quintuplets are definitely a beautiful sight, and many people are secretly watching.

"Asakawa-san, here."

Yotsuba waved and his voice was clear and sharp, full of vitality.

"Asakawa-kun." Ichika handed her the green tea, "Drink it."

"You're slow." Nino clasped his hands on his chest, "You don't even have a book, what are you doing in the library?"

"Who said there were no books?" Naoki raised his hand, "What is this?"

"Hah?" Itsuki held the meat buns in both hands, and said faintly, "Osamu Dazai's Forever Day Sketch..."

"That's Natsume Soseki!" Naoki corrected. "If the Japanese teacher hears this sentence, he will definitely be so angry that he vomits blood!"

"Asakawa-kun, I'm really curious." Ichika frowned "Why did we dream of Hyakki Yakou and the Kamakura Shogunate last night? It must be a dream for one of us, right?"

The ultimate dream of the school's survival was for Ichika to audition and film, and the Kamakura Shogunate last night must also have been the dream of one of the five sisters.

Miku's body shook, and she looked at Naoki.

There was no doubt that he was the master of dreams last night. If everyone knew the truth, the identity of the historical otaku could not be hidden.

"Your guess is correct."

Naoki glanced at Miku and said, "That person is..."

Miku lowered her head nervously.

"It's me."

"Eh?" Yotsuba looked at him in surprise, "So it's Asakawa-san?"

"That's right." Naoki adjusted the tie on his chest and said casually, "What's wrong with liking historical culture?"

"Last night, I went out in the rain to buy underwear for you, I happened to see some cosplayers passing by on the street, thinking about it day and night and dreaming about it, isn't it normal to dream of the shogunate era?"

To Miku, the hobby of history was quite embarrassing, and she didn't want the other sisters to know about it at all, but Naoki didn't care at all.

Naoki raised his right hand and said solemnly, "The military commanders of the Warring States are the best in the world."

Miku: "😐"