I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Hmm~ It's too early, I have to go back to sleep beautifully.

Makoto Jingu was lying on the soft sofa in the interior. He didn't even realize that he had been calculated by Akane Minagawa.

He slept very deeply. If it hadn't been for Fujiwara Chika to wake him up, he might have forgotten the afternoon exam.

Opening his eyes slightly, Qianhuajiang's cute little face was facing him, but there was a little guilt hanging on that delicate face.

Obviously she has done a deep self-reflection.

Ah~ The little pouting mouth and the slightly sensual cheeks really make you want to reach out and take it down.

The smooth and elastic familiar touch still echoed in Jingong Makoto's mind, and he had already pinched Qianhuajiang's face like this more than once.

But unfortunately, not now.

Jingu Makoto held back the throbbing in his heart and said in a daze, "Is the lunch break over?"

Chika Fujiwara nodded and said, "Well, the exam in the afternoon is about to begin, Jingu-kun, get up quickly~"

"Ok."

Makoto Jingu reluctantly got up from the soft sofa and stood still with sleepy eyes, as if coveting the aftermath of sleepiness.

Qianhuajiang stood behind him obediently, looking very quiet.

Jingu Makoto slowed down and walked out of the interior room, looking at the empty seats on the desk, he whispered, "Where is Huiye?"

"Hui Yejiang is going to the examination room first."

"Oh? So I'm the only one left with you?"

Makoto Jingu teased casually, but immediately realized that this was not good.

Before Fujiwara Chika could answer, he added in a low voice: "Sorry."

Chika Fujiwara pursed her small mouth and raised her head and said, "Sorry to say... it should be me."

Then, she bowed solemnly to Shrine Makoto: "I'm sorry."

Jingu Makoto took a look and knew where Qianhua's apology came from. He whispered, "You don't have to be like this."

Fujiwara Chika shook her head and whispered: "It's me who is not good. It's obviously not like this, but I added gusto to say it."

"Ha, isn't this great? I might also thank you for creating opportunities for me."

"For a beautiful girl like Dongma-senpai, I'm afraid there are many boys in the college who want to get close to her. Well, this fits me as a playboy."

Jingu Makoto smiled mockingly.

In fact, he really didn't mind Qianhua's adding fuel and jealousy, after all, it was his fault in reason.

He felt a sense of guilt for Qianhua.

The reason for saying this is that in addition to self-deprecating, he also deliberately emphasized his identity, so that Qianhua could think more clearly.

But to Qianhua, these words were more like sarcasm, as if they were a metaphor for how unnecessary trouble her behavior caused him.

"Am I... a bad girl?"

A sobbing cry popped out between her clenched red lips, and her delicate and lovely face stared at him pitifully.

When Makoto Jingu saw this, he said with a headache: "I didn't mean that, and I didn't mean to blame you. What I said is literal."

"But...but..."

"If I am not a bad girl, why... why do you resist me so much? Why can't you accept me?"

The whimper of Fujiwara Chika was more pronounced.

Makoto Jingu suddenly felt soft.

Alas, no wonder the heroes have been saddened by Beauty Pass since ancient times. Seeing such a beauty crying, it is really hard to let go.

He stretched out his hand and stroked her small face and saw that her black hairpin was a little crooked, so he removed her black hairpin and helped her comb her pink hair.

Facing her pitiful gaze, Jingong Makoto really couldn't say anything cruel at this time.

He whispered: "I never meant to resist you, how can anyone be willing to resist such a cute Qianhuajiang?"

Qianhuajiang, he finally used the familiar and intimate name.

"It's not that I can't accept you, I'm afraid you can't accept me, you know?"

Fujiwara Chika tried hard to draw her nose, her eyes were still red: "So did you alienate me on purpose? Keep your distance from me on purpose?"

How could Qianhua not know his such obvious move.

He provoked the so-called Cold War from the very beginning.

Jingu Makoto sighed: "I am not a suitable candidate."

Woo~ woo~ woo~

Seeing his resolute attitude, Fujiwara Chika could no longer hold the teardrops in his eyes anymore, and the sobbing cries turned into unbridled crying.

Jingong's sincerity became softer. He stroked her face and wiped the tears she had fallen: "Don't cry, don't cry, I feel distressed when you cry."

"You liar, you don't feel sorry for me at all!"

Fujiwara Chika sobbed: "What do you think you like? Do you think liking is a casual thing? Like it if you like it, don't like it if you don't like it."

"I don't care about your unspeakable concealment. If you know it yourself, why did you bother me in the first place?"

"You made me like you, but now you tell me ruthlessly, telling me not to like you, and deliberately keep a distance from me, Jingu-kun, don't you think you are too much?"

What I didn't say yesterday afternoon was all vented at this moment.

These are what she said in her heart, which is her greatest anger and dissatisfaction with Jingong Makoto.

At this moment, she was in a state of excitement, and Jingu Makoto couldn't argue with her, so she didn't talk at all, but just wiped the tears from her eyes.

Fujiwara Chika got more and more angry, slapped his hand away, and whimpered: "Asshole, you are a big asshole!!!"

"What else is it that I am inferior to Tosaka-classmate, what is my inferior to her!!"

"Woo~ Don't touch me, you are not allowed to touch me, don't you want to keep your distance? Don't come over!!"

The more emotional a girl is, the more it means that she cares about you.

And these so-called cruel words that you don't touch me are usually angry words, and the subtext is that you hurry up and hug me!

Jingu Makoto held her struggling little hand, Qianhua saw that she couldn't get away, so she cried and ignored him.

"Well, I'm a big bastard, don't be so angry, okay?"

At this time, Makoto Jingong was about to start coaxing.

"Huh~"

Fujiwara Qianhua stubbornly refused to look at him.

Makoto Jingong simply hugged her directly, without any accident, another fierce resistance.

But how could her strength surpass that of Jingong Makoto, and she was naturally hugged tightly by him, and she was even unable to move.

Not strong enough, Qianhua did not show mercy on her lips.

She lowered her head to Jingong Makoto's shoulder and gave a violent mouthful.

hiss!

She bite very hard, but Jingong Makoto felt very distressed. The harder she was, the more distressed she became.

He patted her beautiful back and said softly, "Do you hate me very much?"

Fujiwara Chika didn't say a word, but bit his shoulder firmly.

But she also clasped her small hands, seemingly telling Makoto Jingong the answer.

"In fact, I am also very contradictory. I know my selfishness and I know that this selfishness may make you sad for a lifetime."

"Because there are some things I can't give you, but these things are what every girl wants all her life."

"So, I have no better way."

Makoto Jingong lowered her head and rubbed her hair, and her voice was also bitter.

"what?"

Chika Fujiwara slowly let go of her tightly bitten mouth, and said in a urn.

"I... I don't intend to get married, and the premise of the relationship is marriage as the goal. I don't have such a premise."

"Now, Qianhua, can you accept it? Can you really accept it?"

No... not getting married??

Chika Fujiwara was stunned.

She couldn't believe it, except for the unbelievable reason, there is another layer that she knows the identity of Makoto Jingong!

If he doesn't get married, then the palace family will not tear him alive.

"Ha, is it difficult to accept? Think about it, if I were a girl, I would definitely look forward to entering the palace of marriage with the person I like."

"You can't get married, isn't that just a lie?"

"But unfortunately, I'm not kidding."

Makoto Jingu really doesn't want to get married, not because of his unwillingness, but because of his ambition.

Let's put it this way, if you don't get married, every girl by his side is equal.

They also don't have the feeling that they are a junior, and that they are saboteurs of other people's marriages.

It should be understood that this kind of moral concept is very important, it can defeat a person's psychology every minute.

At the same time, they don't have to worry about getting angry or being oppressed by the so-called righteous palace. Everyone is the same, so they appear right and confident.

But Chika Fujiwara gave an answer that surprised Makoto Jingu.

"Actually.. In fact, marriage or something.. Such a thing is too far away for me."

"Jingong-kun, you think it is good not to get married now, but in the future... maybe you will change your mind?"

"Don't you think Jingong-kun... don't you think you will be lonely if you are alone?"

Yes, after Qianhua was unbelievable at the beginning, her thoughts came to her senses not to criticize him, but to persuade him hard.

Marriage is indeed a very remote thing for her, she actually didn't think much about it.

If you let her dream about the future after marrying Makoto Jingong, she is also blank and can't think of anything.

What's more, the families of each other are not simple, and marriage may not be as expected.

In this respect, Qianhua can understand Makoto Jingong's thoughts.

Secondly, even if she insists on asking, Qianhua certainly wants to marry Makoto Jingong and stay with him forever.

So she wants to leave him room for maneuver and also a chance for herself.

She wants to say what he says is impulsive, don't people often have the impulse to die?

When you calm down, wait for a while, maybe you will change your mind?

Well, she completely misunderstood Makoto Jingong's meaning.

"what.."

Makoto Jingu couldn't help laughing, her answer was really...

It cannot be said to be special, because this is a normal thought of a normal person.

But it was the kind of smile that inexplicably made Jingu Makoto want to laugh, which was revealed in his heart.

She likes herself, perhaps even more than she expected.

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Makoto Jingu nodded slightly, intending to let her go.

But once the situation turned around, he couldn't break free.

Because Qianhuajiang's small hands are tightly binding his waist.

Qianhua Fujiwara raised her head and looked at him with tears of tears: "You don't want to keep your distance from me, okay?"

"Even if you don't like me, don't hate me, I will be good."