Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

Makoto Ito sighed and slowly put his hand on her forehead, "You don't know me, but I know you. I have no memories with you, but I can create memories."

White light flashed, the surrounding time seemed to be flowing backwards, and Makoto Ito had already used the Time Kuro card., Everything went back to ten years ago, and the surrounding scenery became obsolete. Makoto Ito stood at the door of Mitsusaka High School, staring at a familiar and unfamiliar place. He has always cared about the experience of Saga in the original work. I like Sagara, but the original is really sad.

The rain fell slowly. In the familiar rainy season, the cherry blossoms were scattered on the ground. Makoto Ito sat on the bench at the entrance of the school, holding an umbrella in his hand, and the rain slowly fell on the road and piled up. A little puddle.

In the early morning school, the students left hoping to get to the school earlier. After all, the rain is so heavy. As the student president of this school, Misa Sagara, she must be the first to arrive. Saka created that in the days when she became the chairman of the student union, there was no glorious deed of student absenteeism, which is enough to prove her excellence and due diligence.

In the rain, she slowly walked towards the school under the umbrella, her eyes were very calm, her long black hair, wearing a uniform of Kosaka High School, she was still a student this year, and the figure walking on the road if If you accidentally notice it, you will be easily overlooked. If you look carefully, you will find that she is so beautiful.

Makoto Ito just sat on the bench and waited. The moment Soraku's figure passed by, her gaze suddenly stopped, and then she glanced at Makoto Ito, "You sit here alone. What is it for? Class is about to start soon, so I don’t get up soon."

Her words are a bit serious, as if she treats Makoto Ito as a student in this school.

"I...I've been waiting for someone."

Makoto Ito's voice paused briefly.

"Waiting for whom?"

Sagara smiled, without the seriousness he had before, and seemed a little curious.

"The person I'm waiting for has already appeared, and she is right in front of my eyes."

Makoto Ito took a deep breath. For some reason, in front of Sagara, he felt that he was not as strong as he used to be.

"Then why are you waiting for me? Forget it. Since it's already there, go to school."

She sighed and pulled directly at Makoto Ito's sleeves, her back in the rain still intoxicating.

In desperation, Makoto Ito could only follow her behind, "Actually... I have been secretly in love with you for a long time, and I waited for you today just to confess to you."

Makoto Ito said in a low voice and whispered behind her back. Although her voice was small, Sagara could hear her. Her pace stopped for a moment, but in the end she continued walking, "Cut, what's the point of this kind of thing? , I'm not interested in you."

She shook her head.

"It doesn't matter. Now that Miss Sagara is holding my hand, I feel it is enough."

Although it was said that he was being held, it was better to say that he was being pulled, but his hands were indeed clenched together.

After Sagara heard the words, he was taken aback for a moment, but he wanted to let go of Makoto Ito’s hand, but when he was halfway through the action, the surrounding rain seemed to be heavier. Originally it was still drizzle like a needle and thread, but now, But it was the big and heavy rain that fell on the umbrella, and the umbrella seemed a little overwhelmed.

"Hey, it's really raining."

Sagara sighed, glanced at Makoto Ito, but found a shady place, and pointed to the dilapidated hut in front of him, "Go there to avoid the rain first. When the rain stops, we will be together. go to school."

"Yep."

Makoto Ito followed her, and the two stood under the eaves. The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and petals fell on the ground. They were cherry-colored petals falling from the cherry tree.

"What's your name? How do I feel I haven't seen you?"

Sagara glanced lightly at Makoto Ito and asked.

"Ito Makoto, I have heard of your reputation in other schools, a student president who can make no one skip classes in a school, and a dedicated and respectful Miss Sagara who is extremely admirable."

Makoto Ito spoke softly, and his eyes fell on her.

"Oh."

After she heard the words, she didn't feel much joy, but she nodded her head to express her gratitude. Maybe it was because she had heard this many times, "I also transferred to school specifically for Miss Sagara."

Makoto Ito lowered his head, his eyes secretly watching Sagara.

"is it?"

She didn't say anything, but silently watched the rain outside, leaning against the wall alone, and at some point, those eyes seemed a little sleepy.

"Will you feel tired?"

"How can I be tired?"

She shook her head, and her voice fluctuated slightly.

"Yes, after all, as the chairman of the student council, the burden on your shoulders must be heavy?"

Makoto Ito stared into her eyes and grabbed her small hand directly, holding it tightly, unwilling to let it go.

"You hurry up and let go."

Her voice was a little cold, "If you feel the burden is heavy, it's better to give up, relax, I will always be with Sagara-san."

"you you……"

Her voice trembled slightly, and in the end there was not much to blame. She was indeed a little tired, and the rain outside was still falling.

The slightly closed eyes are a little small. It seems that she slept very late yesterday. Maybe she was really a little sleepy. Instead, she wanted to find someone to rely on, so her head subconsciously leaned on Makoto Ito’s shoulder. When the two people sat side by side, Makoto Ito could feel the woman's unique fragrance emanating from her body.

This peerless woman was already tired at this time, maybe she was asleep, Makoto Ito gently stretched out her hand to hug her body, and subconsciously moved the mouth village slowly, directly on her thin lips. Kissing.

This hickey, like a water drop, awakened her from her sleep in an instant, staring at Ito Makoto for a long time, but she was a little angry in her heart for some reason, but now she is not at all.

"How does it feel to like someone?"

She muttered to herself, and Makoto Ito brought her lips closer again and kissed her thin lips again, "That's how it feels..."

Makoto Ito smiled and brushed her cheeks with his hands, "Sagara is so beautiful..."

Holding her body, the girl in her arms did not resist, but subconsciously relying on Makoto Ito's arms, her expression was extremely quiet.

Her peaceful figure, unspeakable love and affection, Makoto Ito’s handsome face with a faint smile, coupled with the charm of amber eyes, can't help but feel a little bit happy. Heartbeat.

"Sincere?"

She sighed, "Then please let me know what love is..."

After speaking, she had already taken the initiative to untie her clothes. Another charming gesture under the school uniform was no longer the style of the former student president, but a delicate and charming beauty.

Chapter 12 Traveling Through Time and Space

After the clothes of Miss Sagara were untied, she was no longer the tall posture of the president of the student council, but a beautiful girl with a moving body. Makoto Ito's body was tightly pressed against her, and her lips were kissing her body. Every inch, there is no excuse for slack.

She closed her eyes like a dream. She was too tired. Every day she had to pose as a student council leader. In fact, she also hopes to be like an ordinary woman, find someone she likes, and then love each other.

His eyes were dimly lacquered, and Makoto Ito took care of his body. He opened his eyes and looked at Makoto Ito lightly. Although his body was under attack from mountains and seas, his thin lips were always shaken, without any fear. .

"Chengjun...Do you really like me?"

She couldn't help repeating it again.