Spartan Girl

"rude bastard!"

"Onee-sama just went to the balcony, to make such a reckless move, it's too much!"

Miharu looked at Naoki with teary eyes like seeing a beast.

"What a kiss on the cheek..."

"Absolutely rejected 100%!"

Miharu was about to distance herself from Naoki when her body suddenly froze.

"Wait a moment."

"I just said that for Onee-sama's future and happiness, even if I sacrifice myself, I will retreat in the blink of an eye?"

"Kirisu Miharu, is that the only thing you want to do?"

"Now only you can save Onee-sama from the sea of misery!"

Miharu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and her eyes tightened again.

"I see..."

Miharu supported the floor with her right hand, knelt on the ground with her knees, and approached Naoki sadly.

"Just a kiss."

"When I was at the hotel last time, it wasn't that I didn't kiss... Wait, the last time I kissed him it seemed like the left cheek?"

"This time it's the left cheek, do you want to change the position of the kiss on the right cheek?"

"Asymmetrical things feel bad."

"Forget it, I'll kiss you next time..."

In a wild thought, Miharu had approached the warning distance, and could even feel Naoki's warm breath.

"Too close ..."

As the distance drew closer, Miharu couldn't help but panic, her eyes were erratic, her eyelashes were shaking, and she couldn't help but get up and run away.

Withhold.

Do not run.

Kirisu Miharu, ah Kirisu Miharu, you can't be a coward anymore, Onee-sama is still waiting for you to save!

Miharu closed her eyes hard, ready to sacrifice herself.

Then...

A crisp voice suddenly sounded.

"Oops." Miharu covered her forehead with her hands, opened her eyes, and looked at Naoki, "It hurts."

"Miharu-sam, what are you doing?"

Naoki was alert.

Miharu is getting closer and closer, blushing, at first glance it is evil.

Today's female students are too dangerous. The boys are out and have to protect themselves!

"What?" Miharu clutched her forehead "You didn't let me..."

Naoki said. "I asked you to wipe the corners of your mouth, you still have a little cream on the corners of your mouth, don't you feel it!"

"Eh?"

Miharu was dumbfounded when she heard those words, and subconsciously stretched out the tip of her pink tongue, licking the corners of her lips deftly like a cat.

"You lied to me, obviously no cream."

Naoki had a headache and said "Not enough, lick some more."

Miharu stuck her tongue out again, ready to try again, and suddenly realized that there was only one girl in the room.

It was completely inappropriate to do this in front of a boy, so his face, which had just cooled off, turned red again.

"Ugh..."

Complaints and sorrows seemed to be heard, Miharu covered her mouth with her hand, and a moist mist appeared in her eyes.

"Stupid."

Naoki sighed in his heart.

Miharu is really stupid.

"It hurts ..."

There was more moisture in his eyes, which clearly showed signs of overflowing.

You are a student, don't cry because you bite your tongue!

Naoki helplessly reached out and rubbed Miharu's head lightly.

"Um?"

Miharu raised her face and gave a confused look.

You, a high school student, actually touched a student's head?

But… unexpectedly it felt good, and the pain on the tip of the tongue seemed to have lessened a bit.

Miharu subconsciously rubbed Naoki's palm lightly.

Hah?

Does the pain seem less?

Miharu's eyes lit up slightly, and she couldn't help but start rubbing gently like a cat and its owner coquettishly.

Naoki wanted to let go of his hand, but he didn't expect Miharu to chase after him.

Hey, you're addicted! If you want someone to touch your head, go to your sister!

"What are you doing now?"

A voice of surprise suddenly sounded, and Mafuyu held the phone and walked back from the balcony.

Miharu shuddered like an electric shock, she sat up straight, her face turned red, and she waved her hands frantically, "Onee-sama, please listen to my explanation…"

Explain what! I just touched your head, why do you feel guilty as if you stole your brother-in-law!

"Miharu-san bit her tongue just now." Naoki looked at Mafuyu guiltily dodging, "There are still tears in the corners of her eyes."

"That's right." Miharu nodded quickly and said with tears in her eyes.

Mafuyu reached out and touched the top of Miharu's head, her voice rarely sounding soft, "Next time be careful, your lips will hurt when you eat."

"Onee-sama." Miharu was crying, the more she thought about it, the more sad she felt, she couldn't help but throw herself into Mafuyu's arms.

"Do not."

Mafuyu reached his hand to his sister's forehead and gently pushed Miharu away.

"Eh?"

Miharu was taken aback.

Shouldn't you allow myself to hold it in and vent my grievances at this point? Why push myself?

"It's too hot, I'm sweating all over, I'm going to take a shower." Mafuyu glanced at Naoki, "Teach you homework Asakawa."

"Understood, Onee-sama." Miharu raised her hand in salute and said with a serious expression, "Leave Asakawa to me, I promise to train her to be a perfect student."

Mafuyu said: "It doesn't have to be so perfect..."

"Onee-sama… how can you have a flaw?" Miharu clenched her fists and looked firm, "Asakawa must be a perfect student to be worthy of being a perfect Onee-sama."

Even if you are Siscon, you can't talk nonsense! Mafuyu doesn't know how to do housework, she is afraid of cockroaches, she often eats instant noodles to save trouble, she always clutters the room, she is not sincere, two-faced, and his flaws are everywhere!

Mafuyu hesitated: "Miharu, you…"

"Onee-sama, of course I understand." Miharu placed her hands on the table, and there was something called momentum in her body that quickly condensed, "Go take a shower."

After she finished speaking, Miharu turned to look at Naoki, no more shyness and cuteness earlier, just seriousness on her face, as if a general was going to train his soldiers in Sparta: "Asakawa, follow instructions, take out a book."

"Yes."

Naoki opened his school bag and took out a tutorial book. Fortunately, when he went to Rin at noon, he brought his summer homework with him, otherwise the previous excuse would be self-defeating.

Mafuyu stood beside him, his face full of a doubtful expression.

"Sensei, go take a shower."

Naoki reached out and made a reassuring gesture.

Mafuyu didn't speak, looked at Naoki with a very sharp gazex then turned around and walked to the bathroom.

"Don't look around." Miharu knocked on the table, "Time to study."

"Yes."

I'm not even afraid of Mafuyu, so am I still afraid of his little sister?