"Today is done today, so as long as we let today continue, there will be more time. Didn't Kyosuke teach me all this? ”

Sakura muttered, but without waiting for Kyosuke Hojo to answer, she asked instead:

"Why didn't you bring Miss Celti back?"

Kyosuke Hojo didn't say anything about why I brought Celti home, because lying in his arms was a girl who knew everything about him, and knew everything about his bad roots.

"She thinks it's rude to go to someone's house in the middle of the night."

As soon as she heard her invitation, Celti directly shook the yellow cat helmet and flew out. Fortunately, the two girls who followed all the way from Gunma to Tokyo were already so drunk that they couldn't even tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, otherwise they would have been so scared that they would not dare to go out at night for the rest of their lives.

"Celti is still the same."

Sakura didn't know what to think, so she laughed to herself, and her crisp laughter was like a stone thrown into the lake, and even the moonlight swayed with it.

It seemed to be a ripple pan clear pool, but it turned out that she was laughing.

"If Miss Celti knew that there were so many people in her house, she would be scared to stone."

Sakura thought about it, and the laughter became more and more cheerful.

"Tomorrow, I'll call her tomorrow." She happily made her decision.

"Hmm."

Kyosuke Hojo has no opinion, if he invites him instead, Celti will come to the house because he is embarrassed to refuse, even if he is reluctant to be embarrassed. But it's different with Sakura, although it's an unscrupulous deception, but Celti complains a few words quietly at most, and then he will accept Sakura's prank as a matter of course.

She's always like that, she likes to play pranks, some innocuous and some of them make people angry. If the other person is angry and vows never to talk to her again, then she will do her best to ask for forgiveness. If someone else did the same prank to her, then she would also generously give the other party a chance to ask for her forgiveness.

In the long run, tirelessly, tirelessly, never tired, remember to eat and not remember.

As for why such a deservedly annoying girl would let the flower-surrounded Mikiko Hojo be the sole favor, let Naoka Ueno regard as the number one enemy, let the glass hold her arm when she was thinking about the future, and let the shrine maiden of the Miyasui family want to beat people in anger but still have no choice but to persuade her, let ......

This is a secret that only they know, and everyone laughs helplessly, saying that they will never forgive you next time!

Celti is just one of the many victims, and asking Celti to show her hidden side when they meet for the first time is just the beginning of their relationship.

When Kyosuke Hojo didn't know it, the two spent an unknown amount of happy time.

The headless horseman who crossed the ocean to Neon has left Neon for so many years is also largely because of her.

"How do you think without a head?" "Do the head and body share the same head?" "Can I play rock-paper-scissors with my head?" "Will the memories of the body still exist after the brain is retrieved?" "What if my head likes what to eat but my body doesn't?" "If it's called the Headless Horseman, then it doesn't have a head, right?" ……

Although Celti is already a serious "head lover", it is clear that Sakura Yamauchi is a step up from her. This girl with bright eyes is more like a headless horseman than herself, and she can sort out a book of "100,000 questions about the head" when she asks questions.

It's horrible! If the traffic police kept thinking about these questions when they were chasing her, Celti felt that she would definitely wrap herself in a ball with black mist and completely escape.

So, Celti, who was supposed to be in Tokyo and waiting for his head to appear, embarked on a journey. She had to find an answer for herself and Sakura Yamauchi, "Is there only one Headless Horseman?"

For this question, she was very firm that "of course there is only one", which is a matter of course, and there is no need to think about it at all, just like common sense. But then Sakura threw out another question, "Since it's a goblin who performs the work of the god of death, how can you get the job done just by riding a horse?"

Yes, even if Ireland is a very small place, if you only rely on yourself as a headless horseman, even if Shuda breaks her leg, you won't be able to take away so many souls.

So she wanted to find out if there were any other people of the same kind, to see if their heads were well on their heads, and to ask them how they got along with their heads.

"You must study hard, otherwise you may have trouble when you get your head back, and it's terrible to run away from home!"

For Sakura's words, I was deeply touched and wrote it down in my notebook with affection.

No one knows better than she how terrible it is to run away from home, and she suffers from it. She's had enough of this game of chasing me, and she's sworn countless times that she'll treat her well if her head comes back. If she let her hard-to-find head run away from home because of herself, then she didn't know how upset she would be.

The simple Celti only felt that Yamauchi Sakura was really a wise and foolish philosopher, and he didn't think about the direction of word play at all.

Of course, it could be because someone isn't really playing with words. It's that she's that kind of person, and everything she says is extremely serious.

"Of course, you can also take the opportunity to leave contact information with other people of the same kind, and in case there are other heads who want to run away from home, you can ......."

It's horrible! Sakura Yamauchi is really a terrible person, he actually has such evil thoughts, other people's heads or something......

Celti shook her head desperately, the forbidden thought was too exciting for her, and one afternoon when Sakura Yamauchi invited her out for coffee, she quietly boarded a cruise ship to Scotland.

"Celti said she had a great gift for you." Kyosuke Hojo added a point.

Seeing that the person he likes is also liked by others, he also has endless joy in his heart.

The headless horseman, in addition to feeling rude to visit someone else's house in the middle of the night, also wanted to stay in the hotel to take care of the two drunk girls who had come from Gunma all the way to drink, she was so kind.

"It's great, I don't know if Celti has found the same kind." Sakura prayed in a low voice.

"I'm her kind."

Kyosuke Hojo squeezed Sakura's hand, he was enough to be called a monster in every way. If you go further into the essence, he is even a soul from another world, and in Xianxia, it is an extraterritorial demon, who specializes in robbing the unparalleled beautiful girl in the world.

"Me too!"

Sakura lifted one leg and held her little foot high, her five round and cute toes parting with each other. The pink nails turned white in the moonlight, and the shiny sparkle was cute.

Kyosuke Hojo stretched out his arms and carefully touched the little foot, and the five toes immediately curled up in fright, but immediately stretched out stubbornly, and scratched Kyosuke Hojo's palm defiantly. But after being touched, it immediately retracted, stretching and shrinking.

And the girl lying on her back on her thighs that was not soft had already burst into laughter, her delicate body trembling, and her cheeks flew away.

Neither of them spoke, Sakura restrained the urge to ask for mercy, but kept laughing, and Kyosuke Hojo kept teasing that cute little foot like a cat and mouse.

"It's so itchy~Kyosuke~~" A crying moan came from Sakura's throat, which was a signal for her to admit defeat.

Kyosuke Hojo also took back the hand that had just played with the girl's jade feet as if he was making a declaration of victory, and unceremoniously pinched Sakura's face, causing the latter to wrinkle his nose.

When Sakura changed her position and curled up sideways, letting out a tired gasp of laughter, the hand that Kyosuke Hojo had been holding by Sakura instead stretched out along her quilt, holding the two small feet that were overlapping together to bring her warmth, and then began to whisper about what happened tonight.

The brawl in the dojo, the scenery on the Seki-Etsu automatic lane, how many uphill and downhill there are, how the temperature of the wind is, how the lights of the city change, the special goods of the gas station, what songs are sung at the karaoke, the dangerous five-consecutive hairpin bend of Haruna Mountain, the unfriendly local drag racing party, and the love-hate entanglement between Celti and the traffic policeman's daughter......

One by one, Kyosuke Hojo didn't do artistic processing, what he said was not interesting, but it was so plain and insipid, Sakura in his arms listened carefully, and the rapid breathing sound that was just now due to playfulness slowly calmed down.

Kyosuke Hojo talks about how when Celti was questioned by Hoshizuki while still wearing a helmet at an izakaya, he noticed that the laughter like silver bells did not ring in the air, and the breathing of the girl in his arms had become long and regular.

Asleep?

He lowered his head and looked at Sakura's quiet face.

The eyelashes fluttered from time to time, and the eyeballs rolled restlessly, this guy was restless even in his sleep.

With a smile on his face, Kyosuke Hojo pulled away the messy strands of hair in front of Sakura's forehead, and lowered his head to kiss her.

But as soon as he lowered his head, the thin eyelids opened, and the big eyes full of agility "suddenly" looked at Hojo Kyosuke, where was half tired, only endless vitality, Hojo Kyosuke, who was staring at her, subconsciously held his breath, and was caught by the eyes that seemed to be full of strange brilliance.

Although she has always been the most beautiful girl in the world in Kyosuke Hojo's heart, she didn't expect that under such circumstances, those eyes would be so thrillingly beautiful.

It's a pity that such a beautiful scene didn't last long, and Sakura Yamauchi, who had never won a game of dry staring, couldn't help but blink, and that pretty face instantly switched modes, from extremely quiet to lively.

"Hehe, Kyosuke has been deceived~~" The corners of her mouth curled smugly.

"yes, I thought you were dreaming."

Kyosuke Hojo nodded honestly, no matter what way you look at it, in his world, Sakura Namanouchi has already fallen asleep.

"I've been working hard for a long time to do it!" Sakura said proudly, when she was a child, she was thinking about going to attack Kyosuke at night after falling asleep, scaring him a lot, and when she grew up, she ...... Hehe, it's also going to be a night raid.

"How do I breathe when I fall asleep, what trajectory do my eyes take, how do I move my fingers...... I'm the only one in this world who knows except Kyosuke! ”

Sakura became more and more proud, as if he knew more about himself than Kyosuke Hojo what something to be proud of.

"And, ah, I tell you, it's not just sleeping, it's ......"

She was interrupted before she could finish her words, and although the girl was not asleep, Kyosuke Hojo had no intention of interrupting what she had done before.

The purpose is clear.,Resolutely kissed Sakura's smooth forehead.。

The moonlight surrounding the two of them was really gentle, and the girl's smooth skin still had a little warmth, not stained with the cold of the night at all.

When Kyosuke Hojo's lips left his beautiful forehead, Yamauchi Sakura pursed his lips and complained dissatisfiedly:

"So! In order to! Say! Why not pro here! ”

She lifted her hand and pointed her index finger at a small mouth that was pouting like a slide.

Looking at Sakura's angry snort, Kyosuke Hojo pursed his lips and smiled.

"Because I drank alcohol tonight."

"Hum ~~"

Sakura snorted twice, her nose twitched, and she was about to turn her head to sulk, and Kyosuke Hojo was already thinking about how to appease her.

However, suddenly, Sakura's hands suddenly appeared as if from another dimension, and suddenly hugged Hojo Kyosuke's neck. I don't know if she pulled her own body up, or if she bent down to bend over the flexibility of her body by the exaggerated men of Miyasui Sanye.

"But I also want to know what Kyosuke ate."

Such a sentence flowed from the lips of the two of them.

Kyosuke Hojo's eyes widened violently, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed Sakura's waist and gently hugged her into his arms.

A shallow kiss, looking at Kyosuke's surprised expression, Sakura smiled crookedly, stretched out her pink little tongue and licked her lips.

"Hmm~~Beer, beef belly~"

"That's all it feels like!?" Kyosuke Hojo shouted incredibly, this is a kiss that has been brewing for more than ten years! No matter how you say it, it's too bland!

Looking at Kyosuke, who was like a child begging for candy, Sakura squinted, put her left hand around his neck, and retracted her right hand.

Her pale index finger pointed at the corner of Kyosuke's mouth, and the fingertips slid along the lips that were not thick and occasionally looked a little mean, index finger, middle finger, ring finger...... The small hand caressed lightly on Kyosuke Hojo's lips, cold and cold, like a light veil rubbing.

It seems to further engrave the lips, which have long been familiar to the point that even every fold is clear, in the bottom of my heart.

Her cat-like eyes didn't move, she just stared at Kyosuke Hojo's eyes without blinking for a moment.

In Hojo's eyes, Sakura's lips, which should have been pink like cherry blossoms, were a warm white under the moonlight, as beautiful as Mt. Fuji where the clouds had spread.

"Kyosuke's lips are as spectacular as Mt. Fuji." Sakura groaned softly, her eyes still looking at Kyosuke Hojo's face.

The thoughts in his heart were spoken, and there was no surprise at Kyosuke Hojo. This sentence was said to Sakura as early as when he was a child. That's how he learned that Mt. Fuji could still be used as an adjective.

The little hand was still caressing his lips gently, and he didn't mean to stick out his tongue to tease, not even too much lust.

The air between the two was as soft and natural as moonlight, as natural as the girl leaning against the door frame.

Sakura seemed to finally confirm that the lips were the lips of the person she liked, and her small hand wrapped her arms around Kyosuke Hojo's neck again. Thin, soft lips slowly leaned in.

The lips touched, and the dreamlike voice flowed out again.

"My soul is attached to you, and the light that radiates from you is the oxygen of my life."

Kyosuke Hojo took a deep breath, as if to suck Sakura's soul into his body.

"And you, are my happiness."

It was as if he didn't know how to kiss at all, just holding Sakura together, clumsily touching each other's lips with each other, as if just this was enough to hear the love words spoken by the soul in that body.

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