Chapter 227 Cultural Festival (3)

"Heart~Haru~chan~~"

Chitose Yang Kui's voice came through Doraemon's mask. Fujii Itsuki felt his heart beating faster and the sweat on his back soaked his shirt.

He was totally unaware of the answer.

"Xinchun-chan? Why don't you reply to me? Hey~hey~can you see me?"

It would be impossible to not respond if this continued, so Fujii Itsuki tried to pinch Matsumae Shinharu's wrist and lift the hand of the puppet costume.

"What? You can hear me, why don't you speak?"

In order to answer Chitose, Fujii Itsuki had to grab Matsumae Shinharu's other wrist and make an "x" on his chest.

Xinchun's hands are really thin and her skin is very smooth.

"Can't talk? Why not? I heard you welcoming guests when I was helping next door just now." Qiansui took a step closer and urged.

Fujii Itsuki was extremely anxious. He squeezed Matsumae Shinchun's hand hard and made an "X" gesture in front of his chest to indicate that she could not speak.

"Oh my, there's no such thing as a can't. By the way, Xinchun, aren't you hot in there all the time? If you feel uncomfortable, just take off the hood."

As Yang Kui Chitose was talking, she was about to take off her hood.

How can this be done?

Fujii Itsuki quickly pushed her away.

Yang Kui Qiansui narrowed her eyes slightly, her confusion deepened, "Xinchun? What's wrong with you? You don't want me to take off your hood."

Matsumae Shinharu fell into a deep sleep, and Fujii Itsuki couldn't even shake her head, so she could only keep making the "X" sign on her chest.

Chitose Yangkui stared at the smiling Doraemon in front of her, pinching her chin. The more she looked, the more strange and bizarre it seemed to her.

Fujii Itsuki secretly thought that something was wrong and Chitose was very suspicious.

He could only bite the bullet and deliberately lower his voice, trying to imitate Xinchun's voice.

"It's too hot inside and I'm wearing very little clothes."

"is it?"

Yang Kui Chitose raised her eyebrows, obviously confused by Xinchun's answer. She took a step closer and continued to ask:

"Really? Why does your voice sound weird?"

Oh no, now I’m going to be completely suspected!

Fujii Itsuki felt a cold sweat break out, and tried to stay calm, lowering his voice and responding:

"Because... because of the hood."

"I see," Yang Kui Chitose nodded, "But why does your voice sound a bit like, Brother Shu?"

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Otherwise, it’s better to keep your mouth shut.

"Does Xinchun know where Brother Shu is? He disappeared in the blink of an eye. I wanted to invite him and you to come to our class to drink the coffee I made."

"No, I don't know." Fujii Itsuki pinched his throat.

"Teacher Fujii! Teacher Fujii! Is Teacher Fujii here? We need you to come over to the stage play."

Just then, Usami Tamaki, the physics teacher from the next class, suddenly came over.

She walked to the door and found Chitose standing there. She was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Does Yang Kui know where Mr. Fujii is?"

"I'm also looking for Mr. Fujii." Chitose Yangkui replied.

".It's strange, he's not in the office right now."

"Xinchun should know."

"Kokoharu? Ah, that's Matsumae-san, right? Where is she?"

"Right now. Hey! Xinchun, why are you running over there? Come here quickly, come here quickly."

Fujii Itsuki wanted to sneak away while the two were talking, but before he took two steps, he was pulled back by Yang Kui Chitose who came rushing over.

Thousand years old!

Fujii Itsuki was almost in despair.

Usami Tamaki looked the big blue raccoon cat up and down.

Under pressure, Fujii Itsuki could only imitate the posture of a little girl, bending down slightly and lowering his head to greet Usami Tamaki.

"Matsumae-san, do you know where your teacher Fujii is?"

"." Fujii Itsuki reluctantly controlled Xinchun's hand and waved it in the air.

Usami Tamaki turned her head and looked at Yang Kui Chitose, "Why aren't you talking?"

Yang Kui Qiansui spread his hands, "I don't know either."

Usami Tamaki looked at him, as if she had figured out something. "Matsumae-san, that's you in there, right? Please take off your hood and let me see."

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"Matsumae-san?"

Usami Tamaki then signaled to Chitose Haruki with her eyes, and Chitose Haruki understood what she meant and walked forward to take off Doraemon's mask.

Of course Fujii Itsuki held on tightly and refused to let go.

"Xinchun! Just take it off. It's a good opportunity for you to get some fresh air!"

No, you can’t let it go!

Absolutely not let go!
"Xinchun! Quick, quick, take it off!"

As soon as Yang Kui Chitose exerted force, Fujii Itsuki suddenly felt that the hood on his head was about to be pulled off by her.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop Qiansui's strength.

Don't waste your energy here, girl!
".Xinchun! Just take it off! Take it off for a moment!"

No! You can’t pick it!

"Just pick it up, just once!"

Can’t pick it!
"Take it off!"

Yang Kui Chitose exerted force, and the hood "bang" came off the body of the big blue raccoon cat.

When she hugged the hood, steadied her body, and looked back, her expression was the same as Usami Tamaki's.

Shock.

"Teacher Shufujii?!!"

"Fujii.?!"

The air froze for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fujii Itsuki's face, with shock, confusion and surprise.

Hearing the sound, some female students from Fujii Itsuki's class looked over here.

When everyone saw that the person inside Doraemon was actually Mr. Fujii, some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Eh, Mr. Fujii?"

"So it was Mr. Fujii who was standing at the door the whole time?"

"Then the meowing just now was also caused by Mr. Fujii?"

"No, that's not right. It was clearly Xinchun's voice before."

"I think Mr. Fujii was shy and imitated him secretly~"

"Yeah!"

Fujii Itsuki smiled awkwardly, trying to make himself look less embarrassed. He tried his best to press Xinchun's little head against his chest, and said to everyone who was watching: "Don't get me wrong, experience youth, experience youth."

Usami Tamaki found it interesting. "If that's the case, why should you be embarrassed? I just said it to you."

"This is my first time trying this activity, and I feel a little embarrassed."

"Stage play—"

"Of course, of course, I'll go there soon, I'll go there soon."

Fujii Itsuki immediately looked at Yang Kui Chitose and said in a commanding tone, "Yang Kui-san, give me the hood. I have to go to the locker room now and change out of the puppet costume. It's too hot."

"Oh." Yang Kui Chitose handed over the hood in her hand.

"Please help me put on the hood. My hands and feet are not very convenient now."

"it is good."

When Chitose put the mask on him again, Fujii Itsuki breathed a sigh of relief.

He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Matsumae Shinchun, whose head was shrunk to his chest. He secretly felt lucky that he had pushed Shinchun's head down in time so that no one saw it.

"Then where is Xinchun, Mr. Fujii?"

"Xinchun, I'm not sure either. Should you go and prepare for the stage play?"

"Then I'll go look for her. Teacher Fujii, don't forget to come to our class for coffee later~~"

"go Go."

After dealing with Yang Kui Chitose, Fujii Itsuki turned to Usami Tamaki and promised to go backstage at the stage play later. He dragged Matsumae Shinharu's body and limped towards the dressing room.

On the way, Xinchun was worrying about what to do with her clothes when she happened to meet Muzi, who quickly called out to her.

".Ashu?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Why are you thinking of being a mascot?" Akai Muzi held the notebook and couldn't help laughing.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Xinchun is inside my clothes. She just fainted from heatstroke. Go to the infirmary and see if there's anyone there. If there's no one, I'll take her there."

"Xinchun, is inside your clothes?" Akai Muzi was shocked.

"Don't ask now. I'll explain it later. Let's go to the infirmary first."

"Okay." Fujii Itsuki breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there was someone he could rely on in this school.

Fortunately, there was no one in the infirmary at the moment. Fujii Shu helped Xinchun in, and Muzi helped take off his hood and unzipped the back.

When the puppet costume slipped to the ground, Akai Muzi saw Matsumae Shinchun's appearance, and was surprised. She quickly locked the door of the infirmary and closed the curtains.

When she turned around, Fujii Itsuki had already put Matsumae Shinharu on the bed.

"Where are Xinchun's clothes?"

"She took it off herself. It should be in the box where I keep the clothes. Rinka might know about it."

".And she asked you to go inside the doll with her?"

"Jiuhuayue was there at about the time, and Xinchun tried to prevent Xiaoyue from finding me."

Akai Muzi was speechless for a moment.

Fujii Itsuki touched Matsumae Shinharu's forehead and found that her body temperature had dropped a little, so he took a cotton handkerchief from the infirmary, dipped it in water, and applied a cold compress on Matsumae Shinharu's forehead.

Then I gave her some water and felt relieved when I saw that her breathing was stable.

Akai Muko opened the door of the infirmary, took Matsumae Shinharu's clothes, and walked back.

"It's troublesome."

"Need not."

Fujii Itsuki looked at Xinchun, helped her up, and began to help her put on her clothes.

Akai Muzi stared at Xinchun and couldn't help but speak:
"Ashu."

"how."

"Xinchun is not usually such a tactless person. Has she been provoked by something?"

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Fujii Itsuki lifted up Matsumae Shinharu's hands and put the sailor uniform over her head.

After a moment's silence he replied:
"She knows about Xiaoyue and I."

"Hasn't she known about the matter between you and Xiaoyue for a long time? There's no need to be upset now."

".It's not about Xiaoyue liking me."

Akai Muzi looked at Fujii Itsuki thoughtfully, and thinking about Jiuhuayue's condition in the past few days, she guessed:

"Ashu. You and Xiao Jiuhua, right?"

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"No wonder, no wonder."

Akai Muzi repeated it twice with a complicated look in her eyes. She herself remained silent for a while, staring at Fujii Itsuki.

She looked away briefly before asking again:

"How did Xinchun know that?"

"I think he heard it from Jiuhuayue, and he asked me to confirm it today."

"You answered?"

"affim."

"That's not bad. We shouldn't have kept it from her. If we kept it a secret for a long time, the child would not be able to accept it. By the way, what are you going to do about Qiansui? She should just know that Jiuhuayue likes you now."

"Chitose."

"Think about it, it's not right to tell, and it's not right not to tell. Unless Chitose asks you about it, you will answer her truthfully. I understand."

"." Fujii Itsuki agreed.

"Ashu, everyone wants to monopolize a relationship."

"Well, I know that. So after they can accept each other, I think I should show 300% of my usual state."

"Xinchun should be fine. She just needs to rest. Go check on the stage play now and come back to see her later."

"no problem."

When Akai Muzi saw Fujii Itsuki leaving Matsumae Shinharu, there was still some reluctance in her eyes.

It's really funny to say that when she saw this scene, she actually felt a little jealous.

Fujii Itsuki walked out of the infirmary later and went to the gymnasium to check the situation.

Actually, there was nothing special. We just wanted to show Fujii Itsuki the results after training.

After observing everyone's performance and giving some suggestions, Fujii Itsuki returned to the infirmary.

He walked upstairs, opened the door, and saw that Matsumae Shinchun was already awake. She was leaning on the bed looking out the window.

"teacher."

"Well, are you feeling better?" Fujii Itsuki closed the door and walked to the bed.

"It's better, but if the teacher asks, it's not in my heart yet."

Seeing the seriousness on Xinchun's face, Fujii Itsuki could only smile in response.

"I have a question for the teacher." Matsumae Shinchun's expression became weak again.

"Tell me, I can answer them all."

"After the teacher and Xiaoyue had a relationship, was it really Xiaoyue who kept pestering you, teacher?" Matsumae Xinchun said respectfully.

"Yes."

"Then teacher, have you ever refused?"

"Have."

"Did he resolutely refuse, or did he soften his heart when Xiaoyue pestered him after he refused, and finally agreed to her?"

".The second one."

Matsumae Shinchun lowered her eyes and said softly, "Teacher, you are so soft-hearted towards everyone and everything. I don't blame you. This is what I got because I pestered you."

She continued:

"But I think the teacher also enjoys this situation. May I ask, how many times did the teacher and Xiaoyue have sex after that?"

"Xinchun, how many times did you ask?"

"Yes." The girl looked serious, "It's very important."

Fujii Itsuki hesitated for a moment, sighed, and replied: ".27 times."

"Yes, how much?"

“27 times.”

"In these seven days, 27 times?!"

"right"

"Teacher, you remember it very clearly."

"When is it usually?"

“You’re asking this too?”

"nature."

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"Teacher, don't you want to tell me? If you don't want to tell me, Xinchun won't force you. I'll go ask Xiaoyue."

"Usually, she would pester me when I got home from school at night."

"and then?"

"Usually in the afternoon, she would pester me, and we would stay in the living room until dinner time. After dinner, Xiaoyue would pull me to watch TV again. At this time, she would let me hold her until she finished watching the movie. To be honest, I was already very tired at this time, but we still had to go to the bathroom together, and we had to stay in the bathroom for more than half an hour. Then it was night. At night, I slept in my own room and she slept upstairs. But when I fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night, I often found her here again. She also told me to sleep in my bed when I was tired and not to care about what she was doing.
"Finally, it's time to go to school. Usually after breakfast, Xiaoyue will have some time to -"

Fujii Itsuki didn't dare to say anything because Matsumae Shinchun was frowning as she listened.

By the end, her expression was almost distorted.

"Teacher, don't you think Xiaoyue is really going too far?"

".It's too much."

Fujii Itsuki originally wanted to say that it is normal for young girls to have some youthful energy.

And most of the time, it is Xiao Jiuhua who is more physically demanding.

She is so passionate.

But Fujii Itsuki suddenly discovered that Xinchun's eyes were full of sympathy when she looked at him.

"Teacher, deeply persecuted by Xiaoyue."

"persecution?"

"Isn't it? Xiaoyue just used you as a tool for her own amusement. It was excessive, cruel, and selfish."

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Matsumae Shinchun obviously took several deep breaths to calm herself down.

Fujii Itsuki waited for her to calm down again.

After a moment, Matsumae Shinchun folded her hands on her legs, maintaining her ladylike demeanor, and said in a very calm voice:
"After school today, teacher, please come to Xinchun's house."

".do what?"

"Xinchun wants to ask a favor of the teacher."

He immediately felt something was wrong. "What's the matter?"

"Please come with me, teacher."

Fujii Itsuki: “.”

(End of this chapter)