After a while, he walked to the door of the student council classroom, and Isshiki stood at the door, [Whew... Hah...] He sighed softly, as if he had made some major decision, then took out the key from his pocket, opened the closed door neatly, turned sideways to give up a position, and looked at me with a seemingly reassuring smile, and made a gesture of please

[Okay senior, please come in.] Pen % Fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info]

[.... You haven't told me what you're here for... Does Fake Accounts Work?]

If it's to make up for the lack of funds to make a fake account, then at this point she is really working hard, although the goal of the effort is not positive, but now I am not qualified to say that she .... She paid for the money she spent yesterday until she drank a cold drink, and I still have an accomplice relationship with her in any way.

However, Isshiki still didn't answer my question, and stood by the door in this posture of please.

[Hah... I know. ]

I sighed weakly, Isseki was as helpless as ever in these respects, refusing to answer other people's questions and forcing people to act according to her, in this respect, she was very similar to someone.

Go in, go in, anyway, it won't become a cannibalistic house or something, and you won't believe in these urban legends since the second year of junior high school. I took a step and crossed the threshold, and suddenly I was pushed hard by two small hands behind my back, and one stumbled and almost threw myself to the ground, and finally stabilized my body after taking a few steps forward, and stopped in the middle of the classroom, and the lunch box in my hand was almost dropped to the ground by me.... It's dangerous. If the loss of the bento is caused by the fall, then it won't be long before I become another urban legend...

[Small one color?]

After relieving herself, when she turned back to look at her with a questioning state, Isseki had already walked in, and after closing the door with her back to me, she quickly turned the key a few times, and there was a "click" metal friction sound in the keyhole, and the door was locked from the inside by her key... In this case, if you want to get out of the door, you can only use the key in Isshiki's hand in order to break the door.... Is this necessary? Even if you are afraid that people will come in and find out that you have made fake accounts, you have overdone it, right?

Wrong.... There was a bad premonition.

She held the handle and twisted it, and after making sure the door was properly locked, she pulled open the collar and put the key inside, which should be in her breast pocket... In other words, is it really necessary to do this to this extent?

Looking back, he looked like a curious and studious boy with a puzzled expression, and gently tilted his head to look at me who was staying where I was

[What's wrong?senpai?]

[Door.... Locked, right?]

[Well, I confirmed it, no problem]

As if she was showing off her merits, she gently straightened her already small chest, and smiled with satisfaction, as if she had done something good and was waiting for her elders to reward and praise her.

[No, no, that's the most problematic.] With my forehead down, I walked to the window and put the lunch in my hand on my desk to prevent all kinds of accidents, leaning against the wall, and now my brain seems to have been short-circuited, entering a state of infinite loop [I don't have to lock the door in any of the situations I have considered, and it is still during this lunch break. In short, please open the door first, or at least open the lock. ]

[Don't be so vigilant, relax, relax.] With a small jump, Isseki jumped in front of me, grabbed my palms with both hands, and pulled me to the desk chair and sat down.

I looked at her with some surprise, a delicate and soft feeling coming from the palm of my hand, like milk, which was a little too inexplicable, right? What the hell did she want to do?

After that, Isshiki brought another chair from the side and placed it across from me, and then took out a square thing wrapped in a cloth bag from the drawer on my side and placed it on the tabletop, presumably a box. After that, Isshiki sat down across from me and unpacked the outside, revealing a relatively large lunch box.... Why do you say that? Because compared to the box given to me under the snow, it is a little bigger in height and width.

After lifting the lid and pushing the top layer down in front of me, I was left with the bottom layer

[I give it, this is the share of the senior.] ]

I looked at what she pushed over.... The box was filled with a pair of translucent, shiny, colorful things, was this jelly pie? Now she finally knew what she wanted to do... But... I'm still a little concerned about why I lock the door... As it stands, it's completely unnecessary.

[This... I'm grateful, but I can't. After thinking about it for a few seconds, I seriously bowed my head deeply, and sure enough, it didn't work. For a while, I still couldn't accept such a change in one color.,In order to avoid more trouble, it's better to just refuse.,Although this will attract hatred.。

In the face of my direct refusal, Isshiki smiled very calmly, exuding a mature beauty different from his petite age and development, holding the small spoon in his hand, scooping up a little jelly from the jelly pie in front of me, holding my chin with the other hand and raising his head, aiming at my mouth and sticking it out directly, but it was blocked by my teeth, I could not respond very naturally, I could only tell with indirect actions.

However, as the pressure on my teeth increased, and my gums loosened a little because of the protrusion of the muscles and bones in my wrists, the spoon then went straight into my mouth, just before the spoon was over, followed by a cool, sweet fruity smell that slid deep down my throat.

Isshiki withdrew the spoon and shook it gently in mid-air, as if the image of the teacher who had been lectured to me in elementary school, accompanied by a small head that kept nodding its head

[If the seniors don't accept it, that's the only way.] ]

I looked at her in astonishment, unable to say anything because I was so stimulated, I could only stare blankly at the familiar but unfamiliar color in front of me, who was slightly smaller than me, and after a while, the faint sweetness in my mouth brought me back to my senses and sorted out my thoughts

[Uh... That....]

I scratched my head a little embarrassed, isn't that right? Didn't she come back after crying and crying for a while when she was rejected by Hayama? When will she be so strong? No, no, because it should be said that she is persistent, like a different person... It's rare for me to make up my mind... There was a feeling of being deceived, but I had no choice but to accept this fact.

At this time, Isshiki has already started, scooping a spoonful of jelly into her mouth, sipping it carefully, judging from her expression of happily holding her cheeks with her hand and looking a little immature, she should like her masterpiece very much... But is it okay to just eat this in the morning? There is nothing else in the box, after all, jelly is just soft condensation water in the strict sense of the word.... Realizing that I was still struggling with something, Isseki pointed at me with her little spoon and said

[Seniors, don't worry, this special bento is just a reward.] ]

[Remuneration, remuneration?]

Looking at her puzzled, with a puzzled expression, it seems that I haven't done anything for her in my impression, right?

[Well, so it's an item of equivalent exchange, so the seniors should be able to understand it, right?]

[No... I don't understand at all, can you elaborate on that?]

[Hmm....] She tilted her head, the spoon she was holding in her hand was properly placed in the lunch box, and looked at me with wide eyes tilted upward, as if thinking about something to explain

[Let's put it this way, are the seniors afraid of being misunderstood by the seniors under the snow?]

[Hmm...] Hearing her suddenly mention the snow, my body shook violently, although I wanted to refute but couldn't, indeed, this was one of the main factors, and of course I didn't want to bother.

[Wouldn't it be nice to explain it with a reason that you have to accept?]

[Reason?]

[Of course, it's as a reward, but it can also be said to be a reward for hard work.] With a confident expression on his face, Ichishiki said seriously [So it's safe to say that seniors.] ]

[Oh.... And why are you talking about the reward?]

Is it a paid lunch.... It feels very unreliable.,But in the current situation, if I don't accept it, I won't have the slightest hesitation even if I use it, right? Suddenly realizing that the door was locked and the key was locked, I quietly glanced at her slightly bulging breasts.... I can't get it by any means, if she doesn't want to, right? Of course, if I become a criminal, that's another story..... It was calculated.

[Hehe, secret~secret~] Issei tilted his head slightly, with a very familiar smile of triumph, closed his right eye, made a pistol gesture with his left hand, and began to eat the jelly with the spoon again. What is this? It's a cute Isshiki that appears.,By the way,I don't think I have much resistance to this kind of Ichishi.,Well,It's as cute as Komachi.... Just for that moment, I felt embarrassed to face her...

With a light sigh, I looked down at the two bento boxes in front of me, and fell into a predicament, one was the spicy curry that I didn't want to eat the most, and the other was the jelly that I wanted to eat but didn't have much effect on filling my stomach.... Anyway, jelly with curry should be able to neutralize some, right?