Chapter 31 Is she really Sakurajima Apricot?

“Good ……”

“Then hurry back to morning study, it won’t be good if you get caught.” It was then that Aoi Natsuki rushed to say goodbye to her, jogging and rushing to the second floor.

When he returned to the classroom, he was also relieved to see that the teacher hadn’t come yet, and then sat back down.

Yusuke at the front table seemed to be digging for something in his bag, then tilted his head back, “Want some breakfast? I bought nori wrapped rice.”

“No, you can eat it yourself.”

“Lately, seeing as you’ve been making bento all by yourself, it’s been a while since you’ve gone to the cafeteria with me.” Yusuke said feebly as he took a bite of his nori wrapped rice.

“Yeah, making your own bento is cheap and healthy, and you can choose what you want to eat, it’s pretty good.” Aoi Natsuki wasn’t a big talker, so he couldn’t actively tell him about Rina to anyone he met.

“Look at your listless face, didn’t you sleep well last night?”

“Don’t mention it, the basketball department has been training every day for the past few days, and we’re about to play a game with another school, so I feel like my youth is about to burn out.”

“Hahaha, you’re really working hard then.” Aoi Natsuki patted him on the shoulder, indeed seeing the fatigue in his expression, “But you can also think of it in a different way, with more appearances, maybe you’ll have more little fan girls too.”

“Heh, woman.” Yusuke was unmoved by what he heard and then moved his head back, interlacing his hands on the desktop and leaning back on his arms, “Then I’ll take a nap as well, and remember to call me when Sensei comes.”

“Oh.”

Aoi Natsuki then laughed softly and stayed there until the end of morning study without the teacher, and Yusuke had a nice nap.

In between classes, Natsuki Aoi came out into the hallway and was thinking about leaning against the guardrail for a while to catch a breeze when an argument broke out in her ears.

He shifted his eyes.

It was just a scuffle between a girl with a twisted braid and three boys, as if they had accidentally bumped into each other while turning a corner.

“Sorry.” The twisted girl bowed her head and apologized.

“Watch where you’re walking from now on!” With that three boys walked past her while muttering something under their breath.

The surrounding crowd saw that nothing was happening and went back to what they were doing.

Aoi Natsuki looked at her, his eyes first flat, then transformed into shock.

A bright flash of the rank letter of S appeared on top of the twisted girl’s head.

This, this, is this the third S-Class girl!

He had thought that was it, but he then noticed the name, and that’s what shocked him beyond belief.

Sakurajima Apricot.

Lies ……

Aoi Natsuki’s eyes rolled in surprise, even though she was aware of Sakurajima Apricot playing ugly before, she didn’t think that the difference could be this big!

Nowadays, Sakurajima Apricot wears high-powered glasses that almost cover the upper half of her face, and her simple twisted braid is slightly rustic, so it’s no wonder that Hayakawa and Takahashi were hesitant to talk about her when they mentioned her earlier.

That’s, that’s, that’s a bit extreme to play ugly!

He froze and looked at her.

And Sakurajima Apricot, who was holding a book in her arms, sensed his focused gaze when she raised her eyes.

The next second, she locked eyes with Natsuki Aoi.

Following that, she raised her right hand in a friendly manner and waved it from side to side at him.

……

“It scared me, Aoi-san you recognized me right away, that’s amazing.”

“Hey, hey, hey, who’s scaring who, it’s obviously you who’s changed so much, it’s really like a different person.”

Sitting on the bench, Aoi Natsuki subconsciously surveyed Sakurajima Apricot, who was now dressed in this outfit, this, this ……

Another breathless day.

“Hmph, don’t you think it would be more fun to hide your true colors and show them only to some interesting people?” Sakurajima Apricot narrowed her eyes and laughed.

“Yes?” Natsuki Aoi frowned, “What kind of bad taste is that?”

“Eh~ You’re the only boy, Aoi-san, who has seen my true face, so if you think about it, wouldn’t your heart beat faster?”

Sakurajima Apricot brought her face up.

The tone was indeed exactly the same, and the guy in front of him was really Sakurajima Apricot herself, not Sakurajima Apricot who was possessed by a spirit in someone else’s body.

“Not at all.”

“Really, it seems that you boys are really visual creatures.” Sakurajima Apricot shook her head slightly, and immediately followed by removing that black-rimmed glasses on her face, her right hand unraveled her twisted braid little by little.

A minute later, she shook her head and the original Sakurajima Apricot was back.

That extremely aggressive look.

“Isn’t that much better?”

Aoi Natsuki was still inwardly shocked, this whole thing was just like a head swap, obviously there wasn’t even any make-up, it was amazing out there.

“That’s not what I meant, I was just shocked by the difference between your before and after.”

“Oh ho, but even so, Aoi, you recognized me right away, isn’t that even more impressive?” Sakurajima Apricot’s gaze then moved down, as if observing, from his jaw to his collarbone, his chest, his ribs, his pelvis, and all the way to the bento he was holding in his hand.

Noticing the look in her eyes, Natsuki Aoi also looked at the bento box in her hand and spoke, “Want some?”

Sakurajima Apricot narrowed her eyes and smiled, “Mmm!”

He handed over his own bento, not hungry yet anyway, having eaten too much breakfast.

The midday sun hung in the sky, feebly bringing a trace of warmth to earth, Aoi Natsuki wrapped up her thickened school uniform jacket tightly, and Sakurajima Apricot two people sat on the rooftop bench and inhaled the cold air together.

Sakurajima Apricot chucked a piece of egg roll and took a bite, then was pleasantly surprised, “It’s delicious! Did you make this with your own hands?”

“Well, it’s been done out of habit.”

“Making your own bento well …… is so nice na.” Sakurajima Apricot continued to eat her bento with a smile on her face.

Natsuki Arai looked at the top of her head, and as expected, the favorability level was still -1.

Maybe this girl really is a bug.

“Sakurajima, let me ask you a question.”

“You asked.”

“Since you’re so pretty, why don’t you publicize your Quest Club more with your real face? There should be quite a few people willing to join, right?”

Sakurajima Apricot stopped moving and turned her head with a puzzled expression, “Wasn’t I dressed like this during the last club recruitment?”

“Location, location! You were then a candidate for such a marginal place that hardly anyone goes there, what effect can it have.”

“That’s right.” The corners of Sakurajima’s mouth smiled lightly, a flash of color in her eyes, “But this is good, compared to those guys who only know how to pick up girls all day long, certain interesting guys will be more exciting to me.”

After saying that she was staring at Natsuki Aoi by the bench with a smile on her face, and he was a bit creeped out by the look.

But have said such words, why the goodwill is still -1 ah, this can never reach the goodwill of zero sense of vestiges ……

Are you also a Golden Requiem?