Tokyo: Something's wrong with my label

Chapter 143 Yamashiro Nana’s black stockings

The driver of the Saionji family was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the back seat.

Just like the scene in the rearview mirror, there were no figures of Yasu Aragaki and Maki Takehara in the back seat.

"Already gone?"

The driver thought so in his heart.

At this time, Aragaki Yasushi and Takehara Maki had just gotten off the car.

In Aragaki Jing's eyes, there was a glimmer of light.

The label [Hypnosis Master] is having an effect.

Everything the driver saw was what Aragaki wanted him to see, not what he really saw.

It was precisely for this reason that the driver did not notice the problem with Aragaki Yasushi and Takehara Maki.

Back in the apartment, Aragaki opened the security door.

At night, the apartment room is shrouded in darkness, like a deep and mysterious world.

The moonlight outside the window shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a faint and soft light, bringing a hint of brightness to the room.

"It seems Tsunoda-san has left."

Takehara Maki then stepped into the room, her eyes glanced around, and then the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.

Her voice echoed in the empty and quiet room, adding warmth and vividness to the silence.

Takehara Maki's words broke the tranquility of the night and also broke the loneliness in Aragaki's heart.

He looked around to confirm that Tsunoda-san had indeed left, and he couldn't help but feel a slight sense of loss in his heart.

"Huh? Aragaki-san, it seems like you are a little disappointed?"

There was an imperceptible sourness in Takehara Maki's voice, like freshly squeezed lemon juice, with a strong smell of vinegar.

This may be because the dance between Aragaki Yasu and Fujiwara Mashiro on the dance floor tonight left such a deep impression on her.

There seemed to be some waves in her eyes and heart because of this scene.

Aragaki Yasushi slowly turned around and faced Takehara Maki.

His eyes were deep, the corners of his mouth curved in a meaningful arc, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Maki, are you jealous?"

There was a hint of teasing and teasing in his tone, as if he was deliberately tugging at her heartstrings.

And the way he looked at her was full of ambiguity and teasing.

Takehara Maki was slightly startled by Aragaki Yasushi's sudden joking question, and the blush on his face spread as quickly as the sunset.

She bit her lower lip, trying to hide her inner panic, but those twinkling eyes had already given her away.

Aragaki Jing looked at her reaction and felt secretly happy in his heart.

He couldn't help but want to tease her further, so he opened his long legs and approached her step by step.

Takehara Maki looked at his approaching figure, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

She subconsciously took a few steps back, but Aragaki Jing grabbed her wrist.

Takehara Maki was pulled by him and staggered, falling into his arms.

She raised her head to meet his deep gaze, as if she had been sucked into an endless whirlpool.

She could feel the temperature and breath on his body, as well as the rhythm of his heartbeat, all of which made her heartbeat even more out of control.

"What...are you talking nonsense?" she stammered, trying to break away from his arms, but her body seemed to be firmly attracted by his magnetic field, unable to move.

Aragaki Jing looked at her shy and flustered look, and the love in his heart surged like a tide.

At this moment, Aragaki Yasu lowered his head and slowly approached her face.

His breath gently brushed her cheek, bringing a tingling feeling.

Takehara Maki closed her eyes tightly and felt a soft feeling.

Then, her whole delicate body began to go limp, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Aragaki's waist, as if she could get closer to him and feel his presence.

Takehara Maki began to eat greedily.

……

On Monday morning, the sun shines through the school classroom windows onto the neat desks, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.

Aragaki came to school early, sat in his seat, held his chin and looked out the window at the campus.

He was in a particularly happy mood, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was still immersed in the battle between him and Maki Takehara over the weekend.

In order to protect humans from being hunted by vampires, the great vampire hunter bravely fights with female vampires and crushes the vampires' plot.

It's just a pity that such a great Yasushi Aragaki did not get a matching label for this.

The familiar figure of Kurokawa Yuta appeared at the door. He yawned as he found his seat, which was Aragaki Yasu's front table, and sat down lazily.

As soon as Kurokawa Yuta stuffed his schoolbag into the belly of the table, he turned around, supported his cheek with his hands, and said to Aragaki Yasushi.

"Hey, Aragaki, what happened to you this weekend? You didn't even play games?"

There was a little curiosity and dissatisfaction in his tone, as if Aragaki Yasushi not playing games was a very serious matter.

When Aragaki heard what Kurokawa Yuta said, an awkward smile appeared on his face.

When school was over on Friday, he agreed to connect with Kurokawa Yuta on the weekend, but on the weekend, he went out with Takehara Maki.

This made him feel a little guilty when facing Kurokawa Yuta's questioning.

"Well, I had something to do over the weekend, so I didn't play games." Kurokawa Yuta explained casually.

Kurokawa Yuta looked at Aragaki Yasushi's face and became even more curious.

So, he decided to continue questioning.

"Oh? Is there anything more important than playing games?" Kurokawa Yuta deliberately teased, trying to see some clues from Aragaki Yasu's face.

"Is it possible that you went out on a date with someone?"

Kurokawa Yuta boldly guessed.

In a sense, Kurokawa Yuta was not wrong.

Yasushi Aragaki did go out with Maki Takehara over the weekend.

But can such a thing be said?

Just when Aragaki Yasushi wanted to find an excuse to excuse himself, the head teacher Yamazaki Mana happened to walk in holding a thick textbook.

The noise in the classroom immediately disappeared, and everyone quickly returned to their seats to prepare for class.

Kurokawa Yuta also quickly turned around and stopped asking about Aragaki Yasu's weekend dating actions.

Soon, the whole day of the course was spent fishing.

In the afternoon, after class, Yasushi Aragaki walked towards the kendo club.

The Jade Dragon Flag Competition is coming soon, and as a member of the Kendo Club going to participate in the Jade Dragon Flag Competition, he has to go for training.

Even with his strength, even if he doesn't train, he doesn't have to worry about meeting opponents on the Jade Dragon Flag.

Walking into the kendo club, Aragaki met several members. He said hello in a friendly way and then went straight to the training room dedicated to the Yulong Banner contestants. Probably because of their seriousness towards Yulong Banner, almost all the teammates have arrived, much faster than Aragaki Yasushi, and everyone is doing warm-up exercises seriously.

Aragaki looked at his teammates who had arrived and were warming up, and couldn't help but sigh at everyone's positivity and seriousness.

He knew that this Jade Dragon Flag competition was of great significance to the Kendo Department, and everyone hoped to bring glory to the department.

He walked to his locker and prepared to change into protective gear.

However, when he opened the cabinet and changed the protective gear, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He frowned slightly and looked around, but did not see that familiar figure—Nana Yamashiro, the deputy director of the Kendo Department.

On weekdays, Nana Yamashiro would always prepare protective gear for him in advance to ensure that he could put it on smoothly before training.

And when he was changing his protective gear, he reached out to help him change it.

However, today, Yamashiro Nana did not appear.

Aragaki couldn't help but feel a little confused. He looked at other teammates, trying to learn the whereabouts of Yamashiro Nana from their mouths.

However, no one seemed to notice Yamashiro Nana's absence, and they were all concentrating on preparing for their own training.

Aragaki Jing sighed and decided not to worry about it for now and put on his protective gear first.

He knelt down and began to put on the protective gear one by one.

Although Yasushi Aragaki was a little unskilled when changing protective gear without the help of Yamashiro Nana, he still successfully completed the preparations.

Just when he had just changed into protective gear and was about to join training, the door of the training room was suddenly pushed open.

As the door opened, a familiar figure walked in, it was Nana Yamashiro.

Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, making her look even more clean and neat.

At this moment, she looked a little in a hurry, and there were beads of sweat hanging on her forehead. It was obvious that she had trotted all the way here.

Her face was slightly red, but it did not affect her beauty, but added a bit of charm and liveliness.

She walked into the training room and her eyes met Aragaki Yasushi's.

When she saw that Aragaki had changed into protective gear and was getting ready for training, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, which then turned into an apology.

She lowered her head slightly and said in a slightly nervous voice: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Although her voice was not loud, it was enough for Aragaki Yasushi to hear clearly.

He looked at her slightly tired but apologetic face, and the doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared instantly.

He shook his head gently and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are here."

Aragaki Jing smiled and said: "I have changed into protective gear. You are here just in time. Let's train together."

Yamashiro Nana also smiled. She nodded and walked to her locker to change her protective gear.

When Nana Yamashiro was busy changing protective gear in front of the locker, Yasushi Aragaki walked over.

He said gently: "Nana, do you need help?" His voice was full of concern and intimacy, which made Yamashiro Nana feel warm in her heart.

Yamashiro Nana was slightly startled, but soon returned to normal.

She nodded slightly and made some space, indicating that Aragaki could help her change the protective gear.

Aragaki carefully stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently touched Yamashiro Nana's skin.

It was a subtle touch that spread throughout his body like an electric current.

He tried to keep his hands as steady as possible and gently adjusted the position of the protective gear for her, ensuring that every inch of skin could be properly protected.

During this process, the two bodies inevitably came into contact.

Aragaki Yasu could clearly feel the temperature and soft touch of Nana Yamashiro's body.

Her skin was so delicate and smooth that he couldn't help but feel pity for her. His fingers gently slid over her arms, shoulders and neck, feeling the unique fragrance exuding from her body.

This close contact made her a little uncomfortable, but she did not refuse or avoid it.

Instead, she tried to remain natural and calm so as not to cause him discomfort or embarrassment.

This ambiguous atmosphere made the air between the two tense.

Their eyes intertwined, conveying each other's emotions.

This emotion is so profound that it makes them feel throbbing and warm like never before.

However, they didn't speak, just silently enjoying this rare closeness and tacit understanding.

Finally, Nana Yamashiro changed into protective gear. She glanced at Yasushi Aragaki gratefully, then quickly adjusted herself and prepared for the next training.

Yasushi Aragaki stood in front of Yamashiro Nana, focusing on changing the protective gear on her legs.

His eyes fell on her slender and well-proportioned legs. The thin layer of black silk seemed to add a touch of mystery and temptation to her skin.

Yamashiro Nana's legs are quite slender, probably because of her tall figure, which is close to 1.8 meters.

Among the beautiful girls Aragaki knew, the only one who could compare with Nana Yamashiro in terms of height was Shoko Watabe.

If not for obtaining the labels of [Super High School Level Athlete] and [Vampire Prince], Yasu Aragaki's height would have reached 1.9 meters.

Then, standing with Nana Yamashiro would be a bit uncomfortable.

Aragaki carefully stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly touched the black silk.

The touch is delicate and smooth, as if touching a soft cloud, or the finest silk.

Under the black stockings, he could feel the warmth and softness of Yamashiro Nana's legs. This subtle touch made his heart beat faster.

However, Aragaki Yasushi did not let himself be immersed in this feeling for too long.

He quickly adjusted his thoughts and focused on changing protective gear for Yamashiro Nana.

His fingers gently slid down her legs, adjusting the position of the protective gear for her to ensure it fit snugly against her skin.

Finally, the protective gear was replaced.

Aragaki retracted his hand gently, and Yamashiro Nana seemed to be relieved. She glanced at him gratefully, and then quickly adjusted herself to prepare for the next training.

Although neither of them said anything, the scene just now seemed to have become a secret episode between them, making their relationship even closer.

Nana Yamashiro stood in the sword dojo, her eyes firm and focused.

She was wearing a white kendo uniform with a black belt around her waist, making her look even more heroic.

She held the bamboo knife tightly in her hand, as if she was ready to face the challenge.

Aragaki Jing walked to her side and said with a smile.

"Nana, let me help you with kendo training." His voice was gentle and powerful, revealing a sense of confidence and calmness.

Yamashiro Nana nodded, handed the bamboo sword in his hand to Aragaki Yasushi, and then stepped aside, waiting for his guidance.

Aragaki Yasushi took the bamboo sword and stood in front of Yamashiro Nana.

His posture was standard and elegant, and every movement seemed so smooth and natural.

He began to show Nana Yamashiro basic kendo moves, explaining every detail clearly.

(End of this chapter)