Amamiya Chizuru just said it casually, but the head maid didn't think so.

The first person she could think of was Naoki Natsume, and that decent and handsome boy instantly appeared in front of her.

"Okay then, Miss, I'll tell the master." The head maid bowed slightly even outside the door, as if the Japanese rain had such a habit of bowing to the air when she called: "But you always have to go to its company to show your face." ”

"When is the school festival?"

"It's going to start next week."

"Wouldn't it be nice to find a time before next week?"

Amamiya Chizuru checked all kinds of data over and over again in front of the design drawings in his room, and said casually: "My bastard dad is the boss no matter what he says, I'm the boss's daughter, don't be so active in everything, put a proper shelf for easy management." ”

"Miss, your thoughts are wrong......

"I know it's wrong, but transferring the conflict to the head office is conducive to the unity of the branches." Amamiya Chizuru said indifferently: "Anyway, if the people below want to scold, they will scold my father, and they can't scold me." ”

"This ......"

"Just tell my dad that if he has any opinions, let him come to me."

Amamiya Chizuru stood up from her seat, took a sample she made and compared it to her body, and muttered, "It looks so big." ”

The men's panties made based on Naoki Natsume's hip bones, waist circumference and some privacy data are especially large than those on the petite and cute little Lori of Amamiya Chizuru.

She stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked left and right, and before she put it away, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her head.

"Too big to wear?" She was stunned, "Is there a possibility...... Is he older? ”

She looked down at the sample in her hand: "It can't be that nearly a hundred models are small, right?" ”

A chill flashed through her body the moment this thought appeared, and then she complained about how she could have thought about it to such an extent, but then the IQ of 9 points of comprehension made her vaguely feel that excluding other impossibilities, this astringent factor that blushes when she thinks about it is probably the right one!

"By the way, Miss, the lord also said that the Butterfly Club has recently submitted a lot of projects about games, if you are interested, you can help refer to it."

The head maid spoke again: "But the master also said that it is best for you, as a manager, not to express your opinion directly, so as not to affect the professionals." ”

Chizuru Amamiya, who is making up Naoki Natsume's majestic and magnificent mosaics, is blushing, and when she hears this, she thinks that her father's game company seems to be quite interesting.

"I see, help me get my car to school." Amamiya Chizuru shoved her underwear into her school bag, turned off the computer and cleaned up all the traces of the designer.

tomato

…………………………

In the first class on Monday, he can be found in the class shown in Naoki Natsume's class schedule as usual, without exception.

After all, he is a 100% diligent man, and he has been persevering for a year, and this feat alone has eliminated 90% of college students......

After all, there are very few college students who can guarantee that all freshman classes, including electives, will not be missed.

"Don't you have your own lessons?"

Naoki Natsume sat in the last row of the classroom, looking at Chizuru Amamiya at the same table with some helplessness.

If the little rich woman hadn't come to him, he would never have sat in the last row...... At least not like this lonely man and widow dominate a whole row.

Teachers will only turn a blind eye to such students, after all, it is a university.

In college, as long as you don't disrupt classroom discipline, no one will care about you.

"Huh? Maybe, I don't usually attend classes on Monday mornings, after all, I played on the weekend for two days, and if I don't slow down on Monday, getting up at 7 o'clock in the morning is just deadly! ”

Amamiya Chizuru looked like she was touching up her makeup with a small mirror, and she suddenly looked at Naoki Natsume in a casual manner: "You're right?" Making people wake up at 7 a.m. for class is simply demonic! ”

Naoki Natsume didn't understand very much: "I usually get up at five o'clock. ”

"Weekends too?"

"Unless you drink too much to celebrate your birthday the night before." Naoki Natsume was thoughtful.

"Incomprehensible!" Amamiya Chizuru gave him a blank look.

"Then why didn't you come to me for class?"

"Of course I came to you because!"

Halfway through the words, Amamiya Chizuru suddenly turned red, and there was really no way to say it directly.

"Do you still have an impression of this?" She decided to give a hint and pulled out a sample of her own from her bag.

In fact, she has done far more than ninety-nine pieces, and some of them are too failed and too messy, and she didn't count them, and these failed products can't even be called experimental products, but can only be regarded as defective products.

Naoki Natsume looked at the panties in her hand, frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "No. 78! ”

"That's good, senior!" Amamiya Chizuru was delighted, "You can actually remember the number of each of my test items!" ”

"Because of the ones you gave me, I don't usually wear a few pieces, some are uncomfortable, and some are too small." Naoki Natsume scratched his head: "78, 79, 85, 92 are what I wear a lot." ”

"That's right! That's it! Amamiya Chizuru seemed to have grasped some key point, and her eyes lit up: "Those you are wearing small, why are you small?" ”

Naoki Natsume is a little embarrassed, you can't just say that you are wearing an egg, right?

"It's just small!"

"Isn't you feeling well?" Amamiya Chizuru asked cautiously.

Naoki Natsume nodded.

So the little rich woman showed a shocked expression, "Really? ”

No, I'm getting more and more curious.

When I went out to measure him that day, I was nervous, but I actually grabbed a handful and ran away in a hurry, or with my excellent professional level and amazing memory, I ran home and went back to the boudoir to reproduce the feeling in my memory.

When you have time, you must ask the company and find a valid reason to ask for the average size of those models.

What kind of terrifying existence will make nearly 100 models generally react that they are wearing too much?

A bunch of mosaics came to Aemiya's mind.

Naoki Natsume looked at her stunned, and noticed that the little rich woman had dyed her hair on weekends and holidays.

"Did you dye your hair?"

"Oh...... Hair! Amamiya Chizuru came back to her senses and twisted the ends of her hair with two fingers: "As a fashionista, of course, you have to be at the forefront of the trend at all times!" Isn't it the norm for girls to spend time on weekends dressing up? Like getting your hair done, doing some shopping, and so on. That is, my skin is good and I don't need to take care of it, otherwise other big ladies are frequent visitors to beauty salons! ”

"Your figure and long yellow hair remind me of a character." Naoki Natsume was thoughtful.

Amamiya Chizuru was vigilant: "Anime character? ”

"Yes, anime characters."

"If you dare to say Yingli Lili, I'm going to beat you!" The little rich woman's little pink fist has already been raised.

Naoki Natsume can make up what lines she will read in her mouth when she comes with two punches.

"It's not Yinglili, it's Yue."

"Month? I don't know. Amamiya Chizuru shook her head.

"The little Lori in "Ordinary Profession Makes the Strongest", a vampire." Naoki Natsume explained: "I know all kinds of magic, and I am very powerful at breathing fire and water. ”

"Oh~" Amamiya Chizuru suddenly realized: "That's really similar to me." ”

"You're going to breathe fire, too?" Naoki Natsume smiled lightly and teased her, but the little rich woman who had always been grinning directly jumped over the pride and began to be shy.

"That...... No. Amamiya Chizuru's voice was slightly quieter, and her two hands grabbed the corners of her skirt and twisted a little.

The 3 points of perception will make people unable to turn around when thinking about things.

But Naoki Natsume's perception 3 is different, he is the most powerful single-core processor in the landmark, and he doesn't have to crutch when he only thinks about one thing.

And Amamiya Chizuru was patronizing at this time, thinking that he would set his phone to vibrate mode before going to bed, and forgot to say something else to change the topic, so he couldn't think.

So, Naoki Natsume thought a little and reached a consensus.

"Ahem!"

After he reacted, he coughed lightly and turned his head away, glanced at the blushing Amamiya Chizuru, and said a little incoherently: "This ...... Can this tell me? ”

"Generally not!" Amamiya Chizuru hurriedly explained: "Miss Ben is not a casual person! ”

"Then how do you ......?"

"Just blurt it out, don't care." The little rich woman mobilized the girl's unique skills to play a scoundrel, she still pretended to be calm even though she was blushing, and patted Naoki Natsume on the shoulder: "Aren't we teammates!" Is there something that your teammates can't share? ”

Naoki Natsume didn't know if it was true or if she had found a staircase for herself, so she could only follow her words: "Yes, it's normal to share." ”

Amamiya Chizuru took the opportunity to reach out her hand, Naoki Natsume didn't know why, but still shook hands with her to show friendship.

"Hehe, since you said so, then I'm welcome!"

Naoki Natsume thought badly, and he got into the trap!

But he didn't know what trick he was in, he was simply persecuted by Asai a lot, and he had a stress reaction.

Amamiya Chizuru tugged on his big hand to prevent him from escaping, and even dragged him into his arms and pasted it directly face to face: "I accidentally said that I leaked my mouth, don't you want to run...... Say, what tools do you usually use to solve the problem? I've heard of people of equal height, half-hips, and smaller ones that can only be wrapped around something a little bigger than a quail egg. ”

"What?" Naoki Natsume was a little confused.

Seeing this, Amamiya Chizuru also let it go, and as long as everyone chatted, they wouldn't be embarrassed...... That is, as long as it is someone else who is embarrassed, I will not be embarrassed!

In the future, as long as Naoki Natsume remembers that he accidentally said that he would have superpowers just now, then he will also remember his next embarrassing scene, and he will be a big tape!

"Oops, ask what cup you use!" Amamiya Chizuru frowned and asked with a "what's the matter with you" expression, "Electric?" Or is it equivalent? ”

"I ...... I don't use those things. Naoki Natsume shook his head in denial.

It's a little nervous to talk about this kind of thing with a girl, Naoki Natsume's heartbeat is slightly faster.

Sure enough, the private gossip in the men's and women's rooms is the most blood-gushing.

But Amamiya Chizuru didn't think so at this time.

It was as if she had been doused with a basin of cold water.

"Class!"

It just so happened that at this time, the professor announced the end of class, and the classroom became noisy, and Naoki Natsuki Natsuki Natsuri took a moment before he realized that Chizuru Amamiya seemed to freeze physically.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Yes...... Can you let go of my hand first? I hurt a little when you pinched it. ”

Naoki Natsume felt that from the moment he denied it just now, the strength of Chizuru Amamiya's hand suddenly increased.

"You're the kind of boy who doesn't ask for anyone, right?"

"That's pretty tactful."

"Then I'll ask someone who is not tactful, and you answer truthfully."

Amamiya Chizuru suddenly raised his head and looked at Naoki Natsume, only then did he realize that the little rich woman's head that had been lowered just now was red as if it was about to drip blood, and there was also a layer of mist under her eyes.

"Which hand do you use?!"

"This ...... I'm embarrassed to say that......" Naoki Natsume scratched his head, "I can only tell you that I hold my phone with my left hand. ”

Saying this, Natsume Naoki finally reacted.

He looked down at the hands of the two men clasped together.

Then he understood why Amamiya Chizuru had a flushed expression and his eyes were full of shame.

"Ahh Don't think about it, I have to wash my hands many times a day! ”

Amamiya Chizuru reluctantly let go and clenched her fists.

Naoki Natsume wanted to be beaten, but Amamiya Chizuru just gritted his little tiger teeth and looked at him aggrievedly, and in the end, the little pink fist didn't fall.

What should I do?

It's not someone else's business.

I have to ask!

When Amamiya Chizuru thought that it was his fault, he was even more aggrieved, and the little pearl was almost about to fall, but he was still suffocated.

The eldest lady must have the eldest lady's Yazi!

What kind of body is it to cry because of men in school!

So she turned her head and picked up the pen and began to write and draw on her right hand.

"You...... What are you doing? Naoki Natsume tilted her head and saw her writing on her hand.

"This ...... Hand...... Prohibit...... Use? "Amamiya Chizuru writes a word, he reads a word, but he doesn't know the meaning of the sentence.

What does this mean? No, just shake my hand, won't you use your right hand in the future? ”

Naoki Natsume felt offended, but he felt that Chizuru Amamiya was not such a person, so he asked.

The little rich woman is also honest, or she doesn't think so much: "Have you heard the story of a man shaking hands with a woman, and the woman is pregnant?" ”

"You'll wait."

Naoki Natsume frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

He motioned for Amamiya Chizuru to wait for a moment and let his mind spin.

The more I thought about it, the more outrageous it felt, and Naoki Natsume's face showed an expression of disbelief.

"Ah, this, it's a bit informative......" he looked at Amamiya Chizuru's Tong Kong and shook violently, "You too...... Right hand? ”

"Can't you!" Amamiya Chizuru wants to bite people and looks very cute, like a ragdoll cat with a tantrum: "You are only allowed to use it!" ”

"But our hands are just happy beans and human body strokes, and the protagonist still has to rely on a rope to use batteries." The more Aemiya Chizuru spoke, the more unconfident she became, and her voice slowly became quieter.

Naoki Natsume didn't understand the second half of the sentence, he just looked down at his right hand.

And then! He actually! In front of Amamiya Chizuru! Gently shook my fingers! Fingers together and open again!

"It's not sticky." Naoki Natsume said in a serious tone, "It's fake in and in the movie?" ”

"You!"

Amamiya Chizuru almost choked on a sentence, looking at this senior incredulously, and I don't know if this serious thinking expression is pretending or real.