Miss Kaguya Wants My Surrender

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Studying not only brings joy but also makes one sleepy.

Before her homework was even finished, Miko's eyelids began to droop, her head bobbing, and soon she was sound asleep on the table.

"Miko fell asleep."

Yurikawa Hana looked up and whispered, "Don't wake Miko, let her sleep for a while, okay?"

"Mm."

Amamiya Natsuki nodded softly.

He wasn't sleeping during a test, so he had no intention of waking Miko.

"Miko seems to be having a hard time." Yurikawa Hana lowered her voice, "She often gets distracted and drowsy during class, and when told to sleep, she refuses. It seems like she's always pushing herself, so now that she's finally asleep, let Miko rest well for a while."

Amamiya Natsuki looked over in surprise.

She could actually see so much; where was the 'idiot' he was told about?

"Natsuki-kun's gaze is so mean." Yurikawa Hana puffed out her chubby cheeks, "He must be thinking something rude."

You guessed right, but there's no reward.

Amamiya Natsuki stood up, walked to the wardrobe, took out a blanket, and gently placed it over Miko.

It was still spring, and as the sun set, the temperature gradually dropped.

"Natsuki-kun is so gentle."

Yurikawa Hana gave a thumbs up, praising him softly.

Just putting a blanket on is considered gentle? No wonder the 'kind' male protagonists are increasingly disliked now.

Amamiya Natsuki sat back down: "Continue studying."

"Understood."

"..."

To avoid disturbing Miko, Yurikawa Hana moved her seat, quietly coming closer to Amamiya Natsuki, and pitifully said:

"Natsuki-kun, look at this problem: There are nine lit candles in the room. If five are blown out, how many are left? It's clearly four, so why is the answer key five?"

"I don't understand, I don't understand at all."

A mysterious gravitational force appeared in the air again, causing Amamiya Natsuki's gaze to involuntarily shift from the problem to the blonde girl's chest.

This idiot probably got used to it at home; to lighten the burden on her shoulders, her chest unconsciously pressed against the table... When studying, she should sit up straight and not lie on the table.

The table was already overwhelmed!

As the sun gradually set, the room quietly grew dim.

"Oh, what time is it?"

Yurikawa Hana suddenly noticed the sky outside the window.

Amamiya Natsuki glanced at his phone: "It's 5:10."

"Ah, it's time to go home."

Yurikawa Hana sat up, stretched her arms straight above her head, and let out a lazy sigh, a languid sound humming from her nose, "I had physical education today, my shoulders are so sore. I'll take a nice bath tonight."

Shoulder soreness has nothing to do with physical education; the culprit is the fat on your chest!

Amamiya Natsuki lowered his head to organize his workbooks.

The next moment, the girl's low cry suddenly rang out.

Amamiya Natsuki had just looked up when a black shadow flashed past his eyes, coming at him rapidly.

A hidden weapon!

Amamiya Natsuki instinctively turned his head to dodge, but unfortunately, he couldn't avoid it. He only felt a slight pain on his face as the hidden weapon hit him, then bounced off.

"What was that?"

Amamiya Natsuki covered his cheek and looked at Yurikawa Hana.

As soon as he spoke, he knew what the hidden weapon was.

Yurikawa Hana's pretty face was flushed, and she was frantically covering her collar. Amamiya Natsuki could clearly see the girl's snow-white neck, delicate collarbone, and the faint outline beneath... The school uniform button, which protected the girl's purity, had vanished.

"I'm sorry!"

Yurikawa Hana covered her chest with both hands, apologizing hastily with a flushed face and a shameful voice, "I stretched too hard just now, and the button accidentally popped off again."

Wait, why did you say 'again'?

Has it happened before?

"I am terribly sorry, please forgive me!"

Amamiya Natsuki rubbed his cheek, subconsciously saying: "When apologizing, you should reveal..."

"Reveal what?"

Yurikawa Hana blinked, clearly an innocent girl who hadn't 'driven on Mount Akina'.

"Nothing." Amamiya Natsuki changed the subject, "Your button hit my face just now and then bounced under the bed."

"I'll do it myself, Natsuki-kun doesn't need to help."

Yurikawa Hana covered her chest, knelt on the floor, and bent down to look under the bed.

Amamiya Natsuki watched, and suddenly thought of a saying: 'Concerned about the front but not the back.'

You can't just focus on the front; you need to be wary of the back too.

It's well known that girls' school uniform skirts in Japan's private academies are usually very short, and Shuchiin Academy is no exception. This doesn't usually cause problems, but lying on the floor to look for something like this makes it easy to expose oneself.

For example, Amamiya Natsuki saw a faint pink peppa pig.

A high school student wearing peppa pig? Isn't that an elementary schooler's style?

Yurikawa Hana quickly sat up, glanced at Miko who was still sleeping, her face flushed, and stammered softly for help:

"Um... it's a bit dark under the bed, I can't see clearly. Natsuki-kun, could you shine your phone light for me?"

Amamiya Natsuki nodded gently, agreed, walked to the bed with his phone, turned on the flashlight function, and shone it under the bed.

"I see it, it went in so deep..."

Yurikawa Hana's voice quickly rang out.

Amamiya Natsuki tilted his head to look under the bed and saw the button lying quietly in the corner, indeed very deep.

"Natsuki-kun, don't move." Yurikawa Hana said quickly, "I'll crawl in and get the button."

"Actually..."

Amamiya Natsuki had just opened his mouth when Yurikawa Hana, like a caterpillar, crawled under the bed.

"What did Natsuki-kun just say?" The blonde girl's curious voice came from under the bed.

"It's fine now."

Amamiya Natsuki shook his head.

Actually, he could have used a tool to get the button out; there was no need for her to crawl under the bed herself.

"I got the button!"

Yurikawa Hana quickly exclaimed, preparing to back out from under the bed, but halfway out, the blonde girl suddenly stopped moving.

"Natsuki-kun, my clothes are caught on something, I can't move now."

Amamiya Natsuki pondered: "Shall I help you check?"

"Please, Natsuki-kun."

Amamiya Natsuki half-squatted down and used his phone to shine a light, only seeing that her school uniform was caught, but not what it was caught on.

"I can't see clearly." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Let me check."

"Okay."

Amamiya Natsuki extended his right hand and placed it on Yurikawa Hana's waist.

"Ah..."

A shy, low cry escaped her lips, like a panicked little beast that had accidentally stepped into a trap.

"Don't move." Amamiya Natsuki's voice was steady, "Be careful not to tear your clothes."

"I-I know..." Yurikawa Hana stammered, "It was so ticklish just now... Um, Natsuki-kun, please be a little gentler."

It was just a touch on the waist, your reaction is too big!

However, speaking of which, this foolish girl's waist was surprisingly slender, making one irresistibly want to encircle it with both hands.

"Steady, don't move."

Amamiya Natsuki instructed, and quickly found the culprit that had caught her clothes.

"It's the head of a nail."

Amamiya Natsuki said as he unhooked the caught clothes, "You move slowly, it should be fine now."

A moment later.

The blonde girl, with disheveled hair, finally emerged from under the bed, panting as she lay on the bed, her eyes misty and tearful:

"Finally out."

"Thank you for your hard work."

As Amamiya Natsuki just breathed a sigh of relief, an incredulous voice entered his ears.

"...What are you two doing?!"

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