The dream of yellow beams in the octopus pot, the summer moon in the sky.

Although there were no octopus in the car and no moon in the sky, Shiina Iori, who was so bored that she was sleepy in the bus and was about to fall asleep, seemed to be able to feel the empty mood of Matsuo Basaka sitting by the bed and staring at the sky.

"One, two, three, four! Five, six, seven, eight!"

"Two two three four, five six seven eight!"

The exercise sounds around me have not stopped since I got on the bus.

Minister Kenichiro Oyama, who seemed to be easy to get along with, was conducting physical training alone at the end of the bus that was constantly shaking slightly.

Moreover, the main and secondary are very clear, and it can be seen that the body part he is mainly targeted for today should be his chest and arms. So since he got on the car, the loud and energetic slogans were continuous, and he always performed push-ups, curls and other movements. Even Shiina Iori, who was sitting in the front row, could hear it clearly.

But the Waseda Okarate officials around him seemed to be accustomed to it, and they chatted about the things they should and played cards.

No one objected to Kenichiro Oyama's behavior.

——Of course, it may also be because after getting in the car, he took the initiative to spray deodorant on several sweat glands, which made the smell in the car not that big.

It seemed that he had noticed Shiina Iori's gaze. Aya Hayakawa, who also looked at the rear of the car from time to time, smiled and said, "Shina no need to care. Senior Oyama is such a person, so he'll get used to it. In fact, if you understand it in depth, he is actually quite easy to get along with."

"Is that true?"

Shiina Iori withdrew her gaze and smiled and nodded in the direction of Hayakawa:

"Dashanjun is working very hard."

"Yes!"

When he mentioned him, Aya Hayakawa's eyes seemed to lit up a little: "Senior Oyama wanted to be the strongest heavyweight karate national champion in Japan since he was a child, so after studying hard and entering the morning university, he began to work hard to train with the national athletes, and every morning at around five o'clock..."

Seeing the girl sitting in the seat opposite, Shiina Iori secretly murmured for a bad friend for half a second.

After listening for a while, I thought about it again. Shiina Iori thought that as a responsible friend, he should still give some tips to Kazuya Panasonic.

So he took out the somewhat old Xia Wei phone from his pocket, turned on Line, and gave Panasonic Kazuya a cuckold expression.

[Shina Iori: [Cuckold Smile.jpg]]

【Panishi Kazuya:???】

【Pandas Kazuya: Iori?!What are you going to do?】

[Pandas Kazuya: You won’t take down my bean sauce, right?! No, Iori!!]

Shizuna Iori did not read the conversation in the following way, so I clicked until the prompt.

However, Aya Hayakawa did not notice Shiina Iori's little move, and she was still talking with a smile on her face.

"Don't vomit--"

As I was talking, I heard a weak dry retching sound suddenly coming from the side.

Aya Hayakawa's voice was interrupted at this time, and she turned her head and looked at Yui beside Iori in confusion.

"Yui, haven't you recovered yet?"

At this time, Yui Igarashi was wearing short sleeves, lying on the small flat table with a very weak expression extending from the handrail of the car seat. The soft seal spread into an irregular flat ball on the flat table, holding her lying figure slightly up.

Because my body was raised for a short period of time, even when I was lying down, my body would sway from time to time with the slight bumps during the bus.

The long hair tied into a bun on the back of his head also spread a small piece, and the hair was shaking.

The originally cute little face and facial features were wrinkled into the shape of bitter gourd, and the white and tender cheeks were bulging, and they exhale from time to time.

Obviously it was so uncomfortable.

"I...I still want to vomit."

Yui flattened her mouth and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Shiina Iori gently patted her back next to her, and always carried a small bag in her hand.

"Sorry, I'm really bothering you, Shiina Jun."

Aya Hayakawa on the opposite side also whispered a little apologetically.

Shiina Iori also smiled helplessly:

"It's okay, I chose it myself."

Always maintain the image of an ideal hometown boyfriend in front of others.

No one knew that Yui Igarashi, who could almost fly, would actually get motion sickness when riding a slow car!

And he was very dizzy.

From less than ten minutes before the vehicle started, until now it is about to enter Hyogo Prefecture, Yui Igarashi has maintained this four-level debuff of [weak], [dirty], [dry retching], and [suspected morning sickness].

No wonder she never takes other people's cars, even if she takes a short walk.

Fortunately, I didn't vomit until the end.

Forced to hold it back.

But after lying on the tablet for a while, Yui felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to support her upper body.

"What's wrong?"

Shiina Iori leaned over and asked her in a low voice.

Yui's dizzy and pale face couldn't help but feel a little red, as if she was slightly drunk.

But under Iora's concerned gaze, he finally whispered to his ear:

"There... it's been pinched, it hurts a little."

Shiina Iori glanced at Yui with a shy look and saw that she had probably been lying for a long time. She was pushing her quilt upwards with a big seal, and somewhere she got the meat.

However, it is not easy for people to reach out and touch it to adjust, so they can only adjust their posture secretly.

Shiina Iori glanced around. There were indeed a lot of people, and it was easy to see them when I followed them.

"Lear over and don't lie down."

“Eh?”

Yui was stunned.

But Shiina Iori directly raised the armrest of the seat between the two, allowing Yui to lie on his side.

Yui Igarashi is petite in figure. Although her body proportions are very good, her legs are all from her chest to the bottom, but she is actually less than 1.6 meters tall. She curled up in the bus seat like a child.

The length is just right.

"Yo~Yo~Yo!"

Aya Hayakawa, sitting opposite the two, looked at her little bestie with a smirk.

Yui's face turned red by her amused, and she turned over hard in her already narrow seat, heading towards Shiina Iori's abdomen.

"San Hayakawa, don't tease her."

Shiina Iori was also laughing, and under her hands, she gently stroked Yui's long and scattered hair.

The men and women from the Yamada Karate Department neared each other looked at each other.

Some are envious of Yui Igarashi, and some are envious of Shiina Iori.

But they all have the urge to be reluctant to disassemble the CP.

Some people, when people look at them, they feel that they are a perfect match made by heaven.

Even nearly half of this relationship is fake.

Igarashi was a little embarrassed at first. After all, she was already an adult. She had never experienced any more since she was six years old because of motion sickness.

So when I experienced it again, the emotions in my heart were quite wonderful.

Because she was too shy, she tried to bury her face in Iori's arms at first.

But when I felt the gentle touching feeling on my head, I unconsciously relaxed a little, and even my breathing became gentle, as if the strong dizziness in my mind was not as uncomfortable as it was at the beginning.

But the heart beat violently.

Maybe it's a heartbeat?

A man named Shiina Iori always touches people in some unintentional trivial matters.

He is obviously a scumbag.

【Wish: Pretend to be a boyfriend】

【Progress: 66%】

【Character+1】

【Character: 20】

Shiina Iori was stunned when she saw the panel interface that suddenly jumped out.

Then, the eyes of the girl on her thighs stopped slightly for half a second, and there seemed to be some uncertain waves.

But under the pressure of form, I had to calm down immediately.
To be continued...