Forced to Marry Om Om
13. Who is ignorant?

Ryuji still does not believe that Aoi is Amschel's son.

"Why did Aoi tell me to shut up? Isn't it nice that all the students at Sakura High School know?" but Ryuji will according to what Aoi says, there may be hidden intentions.

"If that's what Aoi wants, I promise I won't tell anyone" Ryuji smiled at Aoi's lock screen wallpaper, which he took from Instagram.

***

A girl sits in the gazebo of the house staring at the flickering stars, imagining the smile of someone she has admired for a long time. It was Ryuji Sakuma. The handsome guy of a basketball captain who has a lover named Aoi.

"Am I less beautiful until Ryuji chooses Aoi," Nakura stared at the chocolate bar with nanar, free of charge he gave it secretly if it ended up in the trash.

Nakura's eyebrows fused together. Aoi and Ryuji hated each other. It doesn't make sense to fall in love.

"Look at tomorrow. You will get a reply from me Aoi," Nakura smiled cunningly.

***

Nakura did not focus on Sanae's explanation. His gaze was fixed on Ryuji who recorded the important material from Sanae ma'am.

Rumi nudged Nakura's hand.

"My name, who the hell is it?" ask Rumi curiously.

"My hell. She's getting hotter, is she Rum?" Nakura smilingly watched Ryuji, a firm body and a beautiful face. It was very desirable for Nakura to wipe that hair, talking sweet and romantic.

"Aware of Naku, Ryuji already has Aoi. Don't disturb their relationship if they don't want to be in the air," Rumi knows Nakura likes Ryuji from 10th grade until now whose feelings are unrequited.

"What is so special about Aoi? Tomboy chick head kick boxer aja cocky. Like I'm Rum, athletic chief," Nakura prides herself. Sakura High School has its own chairperson, from kick boxer, athletics, swimming, basketball, table tennis, ballet and cooking.

"Different Naku, if the kick boxer will follow the race continues. You're athletic rarely, not forward. Yes, Ryuji obviously chose Aoi over you" replied Rumi scathingly unfiltered.

Nakura is not hurt. What Rumi said was right. His athletics will never advance like a kick boxer.

***

It was time to rest, Nakura was still standing in the fried booth. Although Rumi nagged wanting to sit down.

"My name, when I ate it stood like a cow anyway?" with annoyance and anger Rumi nagged Nakura.

Soon, Aoi, Haruka and Fumie arrive. The three girls sat in place as usual.

Nakura smiled cunningly, it's time for action.

Rumi who knew nothing followed Nakura's steps.

"Fumie was really funny. When there was a fear of lizard, not like Aoi who was immediately thrown away," Haruka laughed considering the moment of Fumie's phobia lizard.

"Huh, you're also afraid of Haru. Don't feel brave!" Fumie's pissed, she's got a chest.

Byurs!

Nakura quickly sat down on the empty spot. Putting his empty glass, acting doesn't know anything.

Rumi's surprised. "My name, what are you doing? What if Aoi finds out?"

"Sstt, eat it don't be noisy," Nakura wanted to wait for Aoi's reaction.

"Don! Your uniform is wet. How's this?" squealing Fumie panic.

Aoi's looking for who did it. Nothing, the cafeteria is just a few students.

"Who dares to smear my uniform?! Answer!" Aoi ruffled her waist, staring fiercely one by one the entire canteen. They were silent and looked at Aoi strangely.

Ryuji approached Aoi.

"Aoi, what's wrong with you? How's the game wet?"

"My uniform's on the flush. Don't know who did it. Look out, if I see you. It's in my hands!"

Ryuji took off his uniform, leaving a plain white shirt.

"You're wearing my uniform. Let me buy it again later," Ryuji put his uniform on Aoi.

"E-thank you?" Aoi specheels, Ryuji attention.

"Did you change it first? I'm anterin, right?"

"Oh, Ryuji! That's a girl's toilet! Where can!" fumie is upset. "Let me and Haru aja who took Aoi to the toilet" he added.

Nakura held back his anger. Plan failed.

"Why Ryuji anyway? If I'm in that position already angry," Nakura stomped his legs annoyed.

"Eat it, if the feeling is not in bales nyelah. Free to fight alone, if the edges are the same as others," advice Rumi as a love expert.

"While did you say?"

Rumi nodded. "I'm, there's a lot of guys. Just choose which one. Don't Ryuji doang," Rumi repeatedly said this, but Nakura was already blindly in love with Ryuji.

"Rum, I love Ryuji. He helped me at that time. Try if there's no Ryuji, I'm almost dead Rum," Nakura keeps her love, Ryuji has helped her. It means a sacrifice.

"Nolongin who almost got hit by a car?" ask Rumi wonder.

"My name, Ryuji, it's because of his own heart. Ryuji just don't want you to be wretched, not because of Naku's love," Rumi tired of advising Nakura. Just because of that, her best friend loves Ryuji half to death.

"Whatever! I just love Ryuji. Point!" Nakura stepped away, why didn't Rumi support the relationship? Love comes by itself, is it wrong?

***

Fumie shook her head inexhaustibly.

"Emang tuh no work, huh? Until Aoi's uniform gets dirty?"

Haruka nodded. "Maybe he doesn't like Aoi. So like that," Haruka justifies her messy hair, not allowed to bring a comb because the item includes makeup.

"The great! I'm wearing a guy's uniform?" Aoi came out of the second toilet cubicle, Ryuji's uniform drowning her body.

"Rather than your uniform getting wet. Want to be angry with Makoto sir?"

Right, now is Japanese.

"Yes, let's go to class. Later I will be punished again with him," Aoi stepped forward.

In the 12th grade of Ipa 1, Makoto wrote a story in Japanese. The class is silent to notice.

"Alright, make five Japanese sentences with kanji. After that, gather up ahead. Understood?"

"Father sir!" exciting everything compact.

"Excuse me, Mr. Makoto. Sorry, we're late" Haruka said, why is it always so fast to get to class. What use the disappearing style?

Aoi cursed in heart. Why does he always come early? And it should be the same fate as yesterday. At the law stood up and his legs tingled.

"Oh. You two please sit down" Makoto said casually.

"Well? Really, sir?" ask Fumie not to believe it.

Makoto nodded. "Yes, right. Just sit down, and record the material on the board. For the job you can ask a close friend who sits with you, "Makoto does not care about Aoi. Let the girl stand there alone.

"But sir, what about me? Is it allowed to sit too?"

Makoto. Aoi's wearing a big uniform?

"Are there no other uniforms? You look so small. Quickly change!" he said he didn't want to know.

'Son was told to change. This is Ryuji's uniform, don't want ah. Can you hug Ryuji indirectly?' inner Aoi. His masculine scent also made his heart calm.

"So Aoi's uniform was flushed sir. It's Ryuji's, '" replied Fumie to the point.

"Fumii! How do you say it's the same, Makoto? What if he's angry?" Haruka wanted to clamp Fumie's mouth with a clothesline to keep her still.

Fumie smiled clumsyly. "Emang is it? You once said. If anyone asked that question, just answer it," Fumie imitated Haruka at the time.

"Yes, this is Fumie's different. Makoto likes Aoi. He must be jealous!"

"Is that true?" makoto asked suspiciously. As long as he stayed away from Aoi, there was something strange.

Aoi nodded. "Yes, but I don't know who did it," and Aoi wants to work with Makoto to catch the culprit. Who knows, Makoto could be cooperated, right?

"Oh" replied Makoto. 'How dare that man. I'll check it through the school's CCTV, Makoto's inner growled.

'Oh, oh, doang anyway? Really cuek. Not having any attention at all, Aoi was disappointed by Makoto's response. Not worried but funny.

***

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