Offer Your Knee Pillow

"Kouhai-kun, there's something I don't understand here." Asumi yawned and sat down next to Naoki, "Look at this."

Naoki twirled the pencil on his fingertip, "What time did you sleep last night?"

"Eh?" Asumi was surprised, "Why are you asking this?"

"This is the third time you have yawned now." Naoki complains "Miku got infected by you."

Miku who was sitting across from the two, almost yawned.

Hearing this, she quickly covered her lips, and her face blushed slightly, "The library is so quiet, it's normal to be sleepy, it has nothing to do with Asumi-senpai."

"There are mirror neurons in the human brain, it will imitate others subconsciously. For example, if you saw someone else drinking water, even if you weren't thirsty, you would raise your glass of water. When you see someone else shaking their feet, you can't help but want to shake their feet." Naoki tapped his head "So it's not that it doesn't matter, it's just that you didn't realize it subconsciously."

Asumi looked suspiciously, "Then why don't you yawn?"

"Hoam…"

Naoki opened his mouth and yawned.

A small fist hit Naoki's chest, and Asumi stared in disdain, "Your acting skills are too much!"

Naoki covered his chest, "Broken ribs."

"Damaged?" Asumi waved her fist and looked at him with a grin, "Break a few more, and I'll link them later."

During the fight, a fluttering sound suddenly sounded behind the two of them.

"Please don't make a scene in the library."

Naoki turned his head in surprise, only to find a woman with braided glasses behind him.

Asumi was also surprised.

"When did she appear?"

There is no sound at all when walking, otherwise it will be considered a ghost at night!

"Sorry." Asumi blushed slightly and lowered her head apologetically, "I've caused you trouble."

Naoki sat up straight: "Pansy-san, please come earlier next time to stop the violence in the library…"

"Ah, sorry, Asakawa-san seems to be enjoying it."

Sumireko dropped the sentence, turned around and left.

"Hehehe..." Asumi smiled and looked at him, "Since Kouhai-kun likes her, I'll help you relax after reading a book later?"

Miku finished writing the practice questions quietly, and looked up, "Asumi senpai has dark circles under her eyes today, have you been working too hard recently?"

"Yesterday I went to intensive extra school for a day, and I came back to read at night, and I slept late..." Asumi stretched, "The college entrance exam is coming anyway… I have to keep studying!"

Miku wanted to persuade him to pay attention to her body, but when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them down.

Admission time for Japanese universities is in April every year.

The problem is that in addition to the unified national exams, each university in Japan will also have its own independent exams. From January to March after the new year, it's all exam time.

Students can apply to several universities as long as the time does not conflict, even this is also the choice of most people.

Asumi only has three months left for the college entrance exam. His academic performance was actually very good, but he wasn't at the top, so of course she wouldn't be eligible to enter. The only way to get accepted into the university of his choice is to grit your teeth and study.

Obviously there's no point in persuading others to take a break when they need the hard work the most.

At this point, what has to be said is...

"Asumi-senpai." Miku said softly, "Excited."

There was a gentle smile on Asumi's face, "Miku should come in too."

"I will."

Miku nodded seriously.

In the past, life was just a matter of living, and she didn't think about what she wanted to do in the future.

But now...

Miku looked at Naoki.

She already knew what kind of future she wanted.

...

In the twinkling of an eye, it was already evening.

The sun has set.

Tired birds returned to the forest.

Naoki asked Miku to go home first, and walked to the teaching building alone. Before leaving, there was one more thing he needed help with.

The teaching building was empty, with nothing to be seen at this moment, and the corridor under the setting sun was incomparably quiet.

"Um?"

A rustling sound suddenly entered his ears.

Naoki stopped in his tracks, turned around the corridor curiously, and saw a ponytail girl squatting beside a trash can in the corner of the corridor, wearing a white lab coat, rummaging through the trash...

"Sekijou?"

Naoki judged the identity of the other party at a glance.

The iconic orange high ponytail, as well as the white lab coat, is arguably the only one in the school.

"What..."

Hearing a sudden voice from behind, Sekijou was clearly startled, the can in his hand falling to the ground and rolling down.

Sekijou reached out to pick it up, and accidentally stepped on the empty soda can beside his feet again, losing his balance and staggering.

Luckily Naoki is downstairs, reaches out his hand, and catches Sekijou.

"Thank you..."

Sekijou wrapped his arms around Naoki's neck and thanked him subconsciously.

"You have to be careful."

Naoki sighed.

"It's not that you are talking behind my back to scare me..." Sekijou's tone was slightly sad, and suddenly they found themselves being held in Naoki's arms in a princess holding position, his face flushed, and he hurriedly said, "Please let me down quickly."

Naoki didn't speak, and looked behind Sekijou.

"What do you see..."

Sekijou turned his head and looked behind him, his face turning red rapidly.

"Kirisu-sensei?!"

At the end of the corridor, at some point, a pink haired teacher appeared.

"Ahh! Why is Sensei here, I'll misunderstand!"

Sekijou was already thinking about how to explain later, and suddenly saw Mafuyu turn around and leave.

"Eh, Kirisu-sensei didn't come?"

Sekijou was stunned.

Naoki asked back, "Why did she come here?"

"School regulations forbid boys and girls from having sex with each other at school. We've broken the school rules, right?" Sekijou stared at Naoki's face that was so close to his, his face suddenly turned red "Quickly let me down…"

Naoki put Sekijou down "It's a school rule made by the student union, what does that have to do with sensei?"

"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong..."

Sekijou smoothed out her skirt, is it normal for high school students to interact?

Except for the people in the student union, even the teachers wouldn't mind the students' business on their own.

"It's fine for Kirisu-sensei to see, as long as Ogata-san and Furuhashi-san don't see it..."

Sekijou was surprised.

Why is it okay for the teacher to see?

What should pay more attention is close contact with men!

"Are you looking for a can?"

Naoki bent down and picked up the can on the ground.

"That's right..." Sekijou pushed his inexplicably guilty thoughts to the back of his head, and crouched down to help. "The number of cans needed is quite a lot, they are from home, the number may not be enough."

Sekijou urged "I can do this myself, don't tell anyone else."

After all rummaging through the trash is the act of picking up trash.

People really enjoy picking up trash in the desert, but in reality they would never enjoy picking up trash.

If Naoki told Miku and the others, if they didn't help, they would feel bad about it, so it was better to keep it a secret and get it after school themselves.

"So." Naoki nodded lightly, "How much did you take?"

"About a dozen, lots of cans that were squashed and unusable..." Sekijou explained. "Really, what a can, why squeeze it before throwing it away? "

Because the desire to destroy is human nature, it's like looking at bottles and cans in a game, knowing they're full of trash, but still wanting to destroy them!

Sekijou was about to push the hair hanging in front of her behind his ears, but she raised his hand midway and suddenly stopped.

She just found a soda can in the trash, and his hands must be a little dirty, and she can't see anything with the naked eye, but she always feels it will stain his hair...

Sekijou looked at Naoki.

Naoki stretched out his right hand, and helped Sekijou tuck his hair behind his ear.

"What are you doing?"

Sekijou blushed and hastily took a half step back.

Naoki said as usual "Didn't you just ask me for help?"

"I didn't ask you to help!"

"That's what your eyes looked like just now."

"...You must have read it wrong."

Sekijou felt a little guilty, and even if she had, she would never admit it.

"Then I must have read it wrong." Naoki pondered for a while "Can I help you put it back down?"

What's the point of putting it down now?

Carrying the cans, the two walked to the chemistry club activity room.

"The number of picks is less than expected." Naoki washed his hands and looked at Sekijou"Are you thinking of another way?"

Sekijou looked on curiously, "What way?"

"Sports club." Naoki said curtly, "The people in the sports club work out a lot, so they drink a lot. You can get cans straight from them, maybe even more than you can flick through the trash."

"Sounds decent…" Sekijou was obviously slightly moved, "I don't know the people at the sports club, so I suddenly ran to ask for cans, it would cause trouble for others."

"Wait a moment." Sekijou opened his school bag and found a piece of soap, "There is this."

Sekijou even brought things like soap. A girl's school bag is truly a treasure bag!

Naoki raised his hand "I already washed it."

"I didn't wash it." Sekijou said. "Wash twice."

Naoki reluctantly took the soap and continued washing his hands "I can find someone to help."

"Hah?" Sekijou was surprised, and asked, "Aren't you a member of the Homecoming Club, who do you know?"

Naoki quickly said:

"You can ask the Yotsuba for help."

It has been half a year since the Quintuplets transferred schools, and the most popular among them is Yotsuba, a young girl with vitality, a sports genius, the strongest foreign aid who has never lost, and is extremely popular in various sports clubs.

Collecting cans won't bother anyone else, it's just a matter of one sentence, and there's no problem at all.

"Yotsuba…" Sekijou then formed a short haired girl with green hair accessories in mind, "Will it cause trouble for the Yotsuba?"

Naoki picked up the phone, "Message has been sent."

Sekijou complained: "You're too fast!"

"Answer the Yotsuba." Naoki handed the phone over to Sekijou, "No problem, the basketball team just finished practicing, there are some cans. If you want, you can get it now."

Sekijou asked: "…Then let's go now?"

...

The two of them walked through the school in the twilight and soon reached the gymnasium.

"Asakawa-san, I'm here!"

At the corner of the basketball court, a girl in a basketball uniform was waving happily, it was Yotsuba.

Naoki and Sekijou walked together.

"I've filled the can." Yotsuba pointed to the white plastic bag on the ground, his voice was bright and his smile was full of energy, "In addition to the basketball club, other clubs also gave me cans, and they promised to drink drinks in the future, they will give cans."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Naoki stretched out his hand and touched the Yotsuba's hair as a gift.

"Hehe~"

The Yotsuba enjoyed Naoki's palm.

The look in Sekijou's eyes was very strange.

The act of touching the head... Why is it like praising a dog?

"Thank you, Yotsuba-san." Sekijou pushed the subtle thought out of his mind, "I've caused you trouble."

"No, thank you." Yotsuba waved her hand, "It's only a matter of one sentence, not troublesome at all."

Naoki looked at Yotsuba: "Club activities are over?"

"It is over." Yotsuba started talking about his plan, "Go take a shower first, change clothes and go home, eat, shower, watch TV, and sleep!"

Naoki expressionless: "Did you forget something?"

"Uh, what?"

"Homework."

"Hum hum hum." Yotsuba lifted her chin and hummed proudly, "Sensei didn't give homework today, so I'm not afraid at all."

Naoki said firmly "Sorry, you have to do my homework."

"That's too much!"

....

Yotsuba went to wash up, and Sekijou brought over a bag of cans, ready to head back to the activity room.

"I can go home alone." Sekijou turned his head, "Asakaw doesn't need to come with me, go home first."

Naoki glanced at the cloudy sky, "I'm not coming with you, I'm just dropping by."

"Hah..."

Sekijou was taken aback, it was getting really late and said to stop by, you should find a better excuse!

Sekijou suddenly became alert, Naoki suddenly cares so much about people, what does she want to do?

We already have Furuhashi and Ogata, don't you still have to make up your mind?

Refuse, she must refuse! Not only to refuse, but also to make it deeply regret his shameless behavior!

In their wild thoughts, the two quickly returned to the teaching building.

Sekijou was about to speak when they suddenly saw Naoki waving his hand: "I'm going up."

Sekijou's face turned red, apparently she really was on his way...

Classroom on the third floor.

A blue-haired girl wearing a white headband was lying on the table to sleep. The night wind blew through the hair between the girl's temples and looked extra soft.

After approaching, one could hear the girl muttering sleepy words like Strawberry Daifuku.

"Get up." Naoki walked towards the girl, reached out and poked Furuhashi's smooth cheek, "It's time to wake up."

"Hmm…" Furuhashi opened his eyes in a blur, "Asakawa-san?"

"It's me."

Furuhashi's eyelashes fluttered for a while, but she closed his eyes again, "I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while..."

Naoki looked down and said, "I'll kiss you if you don't wake up again."

After a short silence.

Furuhashi sat up immediately, with red marks just sticking on his face, she said shyly, "... Bullying a female classmate after school, I want to report it to sensei."

Naoki didn't panic at all "Then even bully sensei together."

Using the method taught by Nanako, write a letter on Mafuyu's thigh, take a photo to commemorate her, and make sure you don't dare say a word!

Furuhashi snorted softly and took out his trump card, "Of course, I have to tell Aunt?"

Naoki was silent for a few seconds, "You wipe your saliva before speaking."

Furuhashi hastily raised his hand to wipe the corners of his lips, "Obviously not!"

It was too much to lie to herself to have a drool!

Naoki looked down and said quietly, "I mean on the table."

Quickly erasing the evidence, Furuhashi quickly became serious, "We need to solve Yumi-senpai's problem as soon as possible."

According to Furuhashi's understanding of his father, if she did anything strange after drinking tea last night, even if she was in pain, she would still be held responsible.

Happy enough with each other, but in a despicable and exaggerated way, she will never be accepted.

Naoki leaned against the window, "How?"

"There is only a second way." Furuhashi bit her lower lip, "Let hee back off."

"How to?"

"Specific..." Furuhashi was lying on the table, "I can't think about it, my head hurts, the school festival is coming, and I have been practicing drama recently, and I have no chance at all."

"How about we find a private investigator?"

Naoki pointed at himself, then asked himself, "What about me?"

Furuhashi asked: "When did you become a private detective?"

"Because I can read minds." Naoki said firmly, "Please call me a detective in the future."

"Using mind reading reasoning to solve cases is too fraudulent!"

Furuhashi then took a deep breath, "…It's you."

Naoki: "I want a prize."

"Hah?" Furuhashi was surprised, then he was alert, "What's the prize?"

"Honestly, I want a lap pillow."