Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

"Ayase-san, compared to whether it tastes good or not, you have many questions that I am very curious about. Would you like to answer them?"

"Ask." Aoi Ayase nodded.

"I heard that you climbed to the top of Majisuka Academy within a month of school and transferred to our school because you felt bored. Is it true or not?"

"Yes, yes, Xiaokui beat up fifteen wicked girls by herself~ It's amazing, I saw everything at the corner."

Fujiwara Yuki grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds somewhere and started talking nonsense.

"...?"

Aoi Ayase frowned a little confused, and immediately vetoed it.

"fake."

"There are motorcycle thugs dominating the bad streets?"

"Huh? I know this all too well. At that time, she was driving a Harley motorcycle, chasing [-] cars in a curve, and the last person beat up all the big sisters on Bad Street. That's why she was called the motorcycle thug who dominates Bad Street."

?Sure enough, these rumors were spread by Fujiwara Yuki.

Aoi Ayase glared fiercely at Yuki Fujiwara, who was spouting nonsense and embellishing her, "Don't listen to her."

Aoi Ayase's brows were almost frowned. She looked up at Kazuichi Akiyama who was standing guard next to her, and asked:

"He Yi, do you know what a motorcycle thug is? And do you manage that bad street?"

"Report Missy," He Yi replied with a deep bow, "Bad Street is not within the jurisdiction of my subordinates, but my subordinates think that the term motorcycle thug should come from a boy's hot-blooded manga."

Aoi Ayase replied to Saori Amami with an inexplicably relieved and relaxed expression, "You heard that too, but I don't know you."

"Then I'm relieved." Tianhai Saori patted his chest.

Aoi Ayase was a little puzzled: "Don't worry about what?"

"What Saori means is that she is afraid that you will bully her friend Shimizu-san. Xiaokui, you are so fierce..."

Before Fujiwara Yuki finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shimizu Sakiren's powerful voice, "No bullying."

Shimizu Sakiren glanced around at everyone present, and reiterated seriously: "Ayase-san has never bullied me."

This is a fact.

It's not to protect Aoi Ayase, but now we can't limit the topic to petty troubles.

The lunch time is coming to an end, and the key question now is how to promote the establishment of Qingyin Club.

Except for choking on Xiaokui, Fujiwara Yuki followed behind Saori and echoed, without showing any intention of forming a club.

These few people who don't see each other finally got together, so we must take this opportunity to test it out.

This boring topic should end.

You can't let the plot push people away, you must hold your destiny in your own hands.

So even though it was a bit abrupt, Shimizu Sakiren began to try to bring the topic to the establishment of a club.

"I've always wanted to get close to Ayase-san," Shimizu Sakiren said in a very serious tone while sitting slightly,

"I want to establish a light music club at school and build a unique band."

Shimizu Sakiren looked at those red eyes with inexplicable brilliance, "It is reported that Ayase-san is very good at music, so I want to get close to her."

She turned her head and nodded slightly to Fujiwara Yuki and Amami Saori at the same time,

"It's the same with other people. When I just ate, I was thinking that everyone has different personalities and temperaments. It would be very interesting to form a band.

Therefore, I also want to invite Fujiwara and Saori to form a club together and create a unique band in school. "

Tianhai Saori clasped his arms and nodded, and responded first: "If it's Sakuren's invitation, then there's no way to refuse it. It's just that I haven't practiced guitar for a long time."

Very well, Saori is rightfully you, my Superman.

At present, the situation in Saori is very good, and Shimizu Sakiren casts her expectant eyes on the other side.

It seems... not very optimistic.

Aoi Ayase and Yuki Fujiwara looked at each other for a moment, and finally Aoi Aoi said helplessly, "I won't join the club."

As she spoke, she stared at the crispy fried octopus sausage, frowning slightly, thinking.

"Why?" Shimizu Sakiren asked.

"Because I'm not good at music and I hate music."

"Aren't you an active idol? How could you not be good at and dislike music?"

Aoi Ayase tilted her head and looked puzzled, "What are you talking about, why am I an active idol?"

Saori clapped her hands together, shaking off the crumbs of melon seeds, "I think Shimizu-san meant to say that you are as good-looking as an idol."

"..." Aoi Ayase grabbed the corner of her skirt with her right hand and said nothing.

broken!Shimizu Sakiren's pupils suddenly dilated when she heard Aoi Ayase's words, as if a thunderbolt on a sunny day woke her up!

Because I believed too much in the plot I experienced before, I now have a huge cognitive bias!

Aoi Ayase is not an active idol at all!

Everything about her in the world, including the logic of her behavior, has changed this time, and her idol status has also changed.

On the first day when the gal world just changed to the real world, Shimizu Sakiren didn't realize it yet, and didn't bother to check it online, and acted only based on the experience in memory.

In fact, there is a lack of memory, and the world line has also changed.

From then on, the stereotyped memory in my mind might really be put on a question mark.

Aoi Ayase can't do it, what about Yuki Fujiwara?Maybe she can pull Aoi Ayase in, not necessarily.

Shimizu Sakiren's eyes sank, and he turned to her.

Fujiwara Yuki immediately straightened his crooked sitting posture, pointed at Saori, "Since Saori has gone..."

She hesitated.

Shimizu Sakiren didn't feel worried, judging from all the actions of Fujiwara Yuki so far, she followed Saori step by step.

Saori has already decided to join the light tone club, so Fujiwara Yuki has no reason to refuse.

Maybe at that time, Fujiwara Yuki can persuade Aoi Ayase to join.

Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Yuki showed a playful smile at the end, and announced slowly:

"Although I really want to join, I still don't want to go."

Golden eyes can only read the pleasure of mastering others.

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and others py spicy family

(Invincible text) Your name is Lingyi?

Are you a weirdo?

How dare you mess with me, a 46 billion-year-old man?

Grandpa gives you a punch!

(The protagonist of fgo2.6if's Yaolan, the plot is original, and you can understand it even if you haven't played fgo.)

Portal!Give me blue! ! ! "I, 46 billion years old, is this the supernatural?"

Volume 23: Chapter 20 Chapter [-] I Come to Be Your Master

Whenever Yuki Fujiwara showed such a smile, someone would suffer.

In Fujiwara Yuki's dictionary, there is nothing that cannot be done, only the bargaining chips on the profit table are not enough.

If you want to influence a person, you must first draw the relationship close enough.

We can talk about the word change only by subtly cleansing or doing something big enough to shock people.

Therefore, it is necessary to establish a light music club to increase the favorability.

Amami Saori hugged Shimizu Sakiren's arm, interrupting Shimizu Sakiren's meditation.

Tianhai Saori patted her shoulder lightly, like a young mother comforting her injured daughter, and said softly:

"It's okay, Saki Koi. If Saori and Ayase don't join, we can also find other students. Amamiya Feiya in our class is very good at playing the piano. I'll ask her to join when the time comes."

"It's okay, thank you Saori." Shimizu Sakiren nodded and responded.

Contrary to the situation of agreeing to Saori, it is also necessary to let Fujiwara Yuki and Ayase Aoi join, which is based on their own interests and the necessary conditions for the development of the plot.

So I won't give up.

Shimizu Sakiko looked at Fujiwara Yuki with a happy face and Ayase Aoi who lowered her head in thought, the determination in her eyes became more and more firm.

In short, first find a separate time to chat with Fujiwara Yuki.

Some special means can also be used, as long as the event can achieve the goal at the end.

……

This is an alley corner in the campus, between two side-by-side teaching buildings, about three meters wide, shady and secluded, with a few messy unknown weeds growing in the mud cracks in the corner.

It is also the place where Fujiwara Yuki changed his face and threw away gifts during class.

Turn left to the vending machine with a wide range of goods and the slogan "Diligent" hanging on it, and turn right to the spacious football playground covered with green low grass.

The faint noise of the campus is like steam penetrating through the radio waves, and it has a sense of unreality like a dream.

His back was a little cold, and Shimizu Sakiren leaned against the whitewashed wall with his shoulders leaning against it. It was conceivable that the clean sailor uniform would be stained with a large amount of putty.

Although the century-old school is good, it is always unsatisfactory in these aging facilities.

Shimizu Sakiren doesn't care about these, she is waiting for Fujiwara Yuki.

Compared with Fujiwara Yuki in the previous plot, her personality has not changed much.

But there are a few points that are different. She no longer wants to establish a light music club, and the S attribute is beginning to take shape.

The elongated shadow blocked the only light in front of his eyes, and Shimizu Sakiren's meditation was interrupted.

She raised her eyes and saw the girl standing in the flickering light and shadow, like a saint protected by all the holy lights.

Fujiwara Yuki's pleasant but unfriendly voice came from next to his ear, "So, you sent them all away, what can you do with me? We don't know each other well."

Shimizu Sakiren sat up straight, her clear and serious voice was very clear in the corner of the alley, "It's for the Qingyin club, I want to chat with you."

She sneered, and slowly approached Shimizu Sakiren while talking: "Why do you think I will join the Qingyin Club, and what good will it do me?"

At this time, the sound of the footsteps of the heels stepping on the stone slabs was infinitely amplified in the quiet alley, and Shimizu Sakiren felt that the tip of her ears moved slightly with the sound of the stepping on.

"So I'm here to make a deal with you."

"Oh? Deal?" Fujiwara Yuki raised his eyebrows and suddenly became interested, and his golden pupils shone brightly in the shadows.

The girl stopped in front of Shimizu Sakiren, looked at her steadily and asked:

"What kind of chips can you come up with?"

"I really don't understand the reason why you insist on dragging me to establish Qingyin Club. Ah~ I see,"

The words like a cannonball were mercilessly criticized, and Shimizu Sakiren was not given a chance to speak.She clapped her hands mockingly and continued to dissect,

"You are the same as those who gave gifts. You want to use the pretext of forming the Qingyin club to climb up the background of Xiaokui's gangster lady and the political power of the Fujiwara family."

Shimizu Sakiren retorted firmly: "No, that's not the case."

But any rebuttal she made was a bit powerless in front of Fujiwara Yuki.

Just tapped the left cheek with his right index finger and thought for two seconds, Fujiwara Yuki easily recalled Shimizu Sakiren's family background, and warned in a very deep voice:

"The strength of your father, Shimizu Makoto, um... I remember that your father was just a businessman who made a small fortune, and he also wanted to stir up the muddy waters of the new election?

At that time, I am afraid that he will be bitten to pieces by the group of bloodthirsty sea sharks.

Innocent girl, let me tell you that the ordinary is the most precious. "

Under Fujiwara Yuki's pressing step by step, Shimizu Sakiren unconsciously retreated step by step.

When her thin back pressed against the hard wall, Shimizu Sakiren realized that she had no way out.

Fujiwara Yuki bent forward and leaned forward, her bright face moved closer.