Me and the Doll Girl of Zhidiao Island

Chapter 15 15. A mechanical pencil worth at least [-] yen

The next class is physical education class, and the school has no strict requirements on whether students should wear sports uniforms.

The boys have nothing to prepare, basically just take off their coats and go on stage.

But girls can't, they need to go to the locker room to change into sports clothes.

"Jiang Yuan, how did you live in school in Tokyo?"

"Nothing special, participating in club activities, studying, cooking."

"Society? What club do you join?"

"I didn't join a club, but I would go to many clubs' open activities, which is more free."

The boys in the class who were waiting for class started chatting around Jiang Yuanshen because Chaokong Yaoxing was not there.

For them, Jiang Yuanshen was handsome and unassuming, so he was a good friend.

The most important thing is that he once lived on Zhiniao Island, and he can resonate with the islanders in some places, not like outsiders, whose mouth seems to be fished out of a cesspit and sewn on.

Jiang Yuanshen did not participate in clubs, although he had experienced most of the open activities of mainstream clubs.

The boys looked at each other and started laughing at themselves.

"That's good, none of our high school clubs here are useful."

"After all, it's a place where you can just take a piss."

"Jiang Yuan, have you ever had a girlfriend in Tokyo?" A boy asked.

"No, maybe I have low self-esteem, and they don't like me very much." Jiang Yuanshen said with a smile.

The school he attended in Tokyo was a private high school with a very high enrollment rate. Most of the students in it were from wealthy families, and any one he picked out was a young lady from a certain company.

"Did you come back because you think girls from your hometown are easier to hook than girls from the city?" Shimizu Jian asked with a playful smile.

"No, how come, I think everyone is the same, there is no difference." Jiang Yuanshen said.

A boy suddenly asked: "However. I've been wanting to ask, what brand is that pen you usually use, Jiang Yuan? It seems expensive?"

Jiang Yuanshen was stunned for a while, then picked up a mechanical pencil on the table.

"You said this?"

"Yeah! That's it! Excuse me, can I have a look?"

"Nothing special, just forgot to return it."

I don't quite understand what a good mechanical pencil is, but Jiang Yuanshen didn't want to make the atmosphere too embarrassing, so he gave him the pencil.

The boy took the mechanical pencil with both hands, and his eyes moved sharply over the pen.

"Wait. My God! This pen seems to be Mitsubishi's automatic lead with a limit of 5000 pieces!!!"

His words exploded among the boys like a bomb.

"Isn't Mitsubishi a car seller? It also sells mechanical pencils?"

"Idiot! Mitsubishi is not a single company, but a large group of more than 600 companies in various fields. They do almost everything!"

"Oh my god? There is still a limited number of pencils? How much does it cost?"

"Who knows, and limited editions are usually more and more expensive! When I saw it before, it was [-] yen, and it may be more expensive now!"

Jiang Yuanshen was also stunned, he didn't expect a mechanical pencil to be so expensive.

It is not a big deal to use such an expensive pencil in a private school in Tokyo, but using a mechanical pencil worth at least seven thousand in Zhidiao Island will make people feel outrageous.

The eyes of the boys shifted to Jiang Yuanshen again, and they gritted their teeth and said:
"Jiang Yuan, do you call this something special? Is it a girl who gave it to you?"

"It's a girl, but I don't know her very well." Jiang Yuanshen took the mechanical pencil and explained to the boys around him, "But this pen may be just an ordinary object in her eyes, and it can be thrown away casually. thing."

——What is regarded as a precious item in one's own eyes may be an existence that is not interesting at a glance in the eyes of others.

Even so, now that he understands the value of this mechanical pencil, Jiang Yuanshen already has the idea of ​​returning it in his heart.

The boys seemed to have gradually accepted this statement and said nothing more.

"Jiang Yuan, are you living with classmate Chao Kong now?" A boy suddenly asked.

Jiang Yuan glanced at Shimizu Jian carefully, and he had an expression of "I'm not talking nonsense" on his face.

"No, I live with my adoptive father."

"Ah, that's it. Then what's your relationship with her?"

"Childhood sweetheart."

"that is it?"

"that is it."

Jiang Yuanshen nodded, this is the case at present, but he will not know in the future.

"According to the plot, childhood sweethearts have a great chance of becoming a couple, right?"

"It's hard to say. Japan is one of the first countries to have access to nuclear bombs, but it doesn't have nuclear bombs now."

silence--

"...Don't make such a joke, right?"

"Hi hell."

The boy who asked earlier seemed to have a beautiful fantasy in his eyes, and said:
"Mm Chaokong is always smiling, cheerful and innocent, she treats people well, sometimes she is blank, we all like her very much—"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, we don't like it, you like it?" The boys immediately booed and put aside the relationship.

"No, no! I only like her among friends!"

"You're blushing, whoops."

"No! I just appreciate it!"

In the midst of the commotion, the class bell finally rang, and everyone was about to go downstairs to the playground.

Just at the right time, Takimitsu Naoko and Haruma Mami ran into the classroom with flushed faces, and shouted at Jiang Yuanshen:

"Jiang Yuan! It's not good! Something happened to Chao Kong!"

Jiang Yuanshen's expression changed, and he asked with a bad feeling: "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell! She's in the baseball club's locker room! She's screaming!"

"Baseball club? Screaming?"

"Anyway, go and have a look!!" Takimitsu Naoko stomped her feet nervously.

Without thinking too much, the body subconsciously drives to run.

Seeing Jiang Yuanshen running out quickly, Shimizu Ken and the other boys also wanted to run over to help, but they were immediately stopped by Takimitsu Naoko.

"What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you say something happened? Go help!"

The boys looked surprised like "you're asking this at this time?"

"What are your qualifications?"

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Jiang Yuanshen ran down the stairs step by step and ran towards the locker room of the baseball club.

When he saw the sign of "Changing Room", Jiang Yuanshen pulled it away without saying a word.

He was startled.

——"The little girl with big breasts! She has big European style! The kind that can cover my face completely! I like big breasts the most!"

Jian Shimizu's words suddenly came to mind, the girl in front of her eyes looked at Jiang Yuanshen who opened the door with a look of astonishment, leaned over, and kept fastening the chest buckle with both hands.

The breasts covered by the underwear swelled smoothly, the buttons were slightly sunk into her soft skin, and the curve from the neck to the waist was inexplicably charming.

The slender legs and small belly button are like works of art handed down from generation to generation.

Shaking Xing's face towards the sky, it turned red at the sight.

"What are you doing—!" She squatted down hurriedly, her hands trying to use her best efforts to cover the skin of her whole body.

Jiang Yuanshen felt that his face was probably blushing half the sky.

".I, I came to see you? And why didn't you lock the door!"

"What are you talking about! Of course I locked it! You idiot! Get out!"

Unexpectedly, such an old-fashioned plot would appear on him, Jiang Yuanshen immediately turned and went out.

As the warm wind blows across his cheeks, the figure of Shaking Xing in the sky will always appear in his mind unconsciously.

"Asora has really grown up a lot, in every respect."

He took a deep breath, feeling a strange heat in his lower abdomen.

There is a very wrong idea in the world, that is, boys like girls' underwear.

However, what boys like is not underwear itself, but girls who are shy when they see underwear.

— But, it’s okay.

When Chaokong Yaoxing put on his sports clothes and came out with a blushing face, he found that the bangs on Jiang Yuanshen's forehead were as wet as a crow's feathers, and there were traces of water flowing on his delicate face.

She looked sluggish, and her heartbeat was so loud.

Is he also shy?
"Jiang Yuan, did you see it?" Chaokong Yaoxing asked, biting her cherry lips lightly.

"You mean the white underwear that looks like freshly baked steamed buns?"

"...Can you stop saying it so bluntly?"

"From now on, I will miss you when I eat white steamed buns."

"Please forget."

"Every time I eat white steamed buns, I tear off that layer of film on the surface."

"Shut up shut up!"

Shaking Xing's face in the sky blushed a lot.

　Simple chapters are written quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)