Forced to Marry Om Om
20. Threat letter

Nakura sees Ryuji's Instagram story, a written word.

If I were the durinya maybe you stalk her, but she's a flower petal more powerful than me.

If you are only the moon, I am the earth and he is the sun that gives its warm rays.

It's not enough for me to express my feelings to you. We've always been stymied by one man, and he'll have you officially. I realized and felt slapped, that you and she would live together.

Nakura felt Ryuji's heartache saying that.

"This must be because of Aoi again. Girls don't know themselves! Ryuji is definitely my girlfriend!" Nakura looked at Ryuji's words with guts.

"Look, I'll count you Aoi, too" Nakura smiled obliquely. Time to make Aoi shut up.

***

"Aoi, how come you don't paint anything?" ask Haruka astonished.

Yes, it is currently a hill-themed painting class.

Aoi. "Eh? I'm painting. Just want to start, just look at the picture," he said. But all he had in mind was Makoto who was willing to work on his PR until he fell asleep.

The flashback

Aoi accidentally closed the door of her room. He just wants to see Makoto working on his PR. The man was very serious, sometimes silent and thoughtful.

'I want to do PR. Huh, is he sincere? Ah don't believe it. Guys now say it's all the same. At the very end will be in residence, ' his inner.

Makoto is asleep.

Aoi who could not bear to see Makoto sleeping in a sitting position could only give a blanket wrapped in Makoto's mother.

"Thank you," Aoi developed her smile.

Flashback off

Finally Aoi finished her painting. The deserted hills, there were only two people staring at each other with silhouettes of dusk afternoon adding to the beautiful impression.

"Don! Very good painting!" squealing Fumie splashy as usual.

Aoi smiled knot. "Hehehe, it's normal. I just came from the picture. Have you also good Fumie, Haruka good," this is how the fun of painting class, in addition to being able to appreciate the art and feelings of the heart of the photographer.

Kring.kring...

Finally the break bell arrived. After painting, they were allowed to go out and go to the cafeteria.

Like Aoi, Haruka and Fumie. The three girls ordered a large portion of super food. Especially the fumie who loves takoyaki.

Haruka shook her head in wonder. "Aren't you afraid of fat? Buy takoyaki that much?"

Fumie shakes. "The meal was Haru's staple. If you don't eat the sick, the ulcer relapses, the pain is just a mercy," Fumie all confided how much pain the ulcer was rather than in the duain but still dear. How am I going to confide, huh?

"Better eating can be filling as well as fun. Haha isn't it?" tanya Haruka laughed crisply.

Crickets.krik.

Haruka looked at Aoi and Fumie flatly.

"Cock quiet? Laughing dong! Before laughter is forbidden? Hahahah," this time Haruka laughed loosely.

Aoi and Fumie laughed flatly.

"Haha," exclaimed the two compactly.

"Gee! Not exciting!" Haruka pouts.

Haruka who saw Aoi laughing did not like it either.

"Can't Aoi be happy. She doesn't know Ryuji is hurting right now. The basic girl doesn't know herself. I love it for a rich guy. Yeah, not Rum?" Nakura turned his head to look at Rumi who was greedy eating tokujo.

Rumi ignored Nakura.

"Rummy! Horrified me not that? Eat tokujo!" namel Nakura was upset.

Rumi. "What was Naku by the way? Haven't heard. It's really nice to the shop. Thanks for paying," Rumi smiled happily, when else is the contract at the suhi bar?

"You don't have to go to the sushi bar. Even if I have to wear binoculars!" Nakura long-overdue anxious with Rumi who only relied on food continuously.

"Why is Ryuji? Something to do with Aoi?" ask Rumi after the shop is up.

Nakura nodded. "Ryuji create story status on Instagram. The point is he hurt to squirm his girlfriend with another guy. Who else if not Aoi?"

Rumi nodded. "Keep, what's your plan?"

Haruka thought for a moment. "Hm, here I whisper," this idea will go smoothly, let alone Aoi will fight anyone who bothers her.

"Asahahassttat. Understand right?"

Rumi nodded. "It's just a sports hour in Aoi's class. Put the paper in Aoi's drawer," suggested Rumi intelligently.

Nakura nodded. "definitely. Let's go to school. Want a bell," Nakura pulled Rumi's hand.

***

"Have you not yet? Long time you guys," Fumie scolded impatiently. He changed sports shirts.

Haruka was still combing her hair, then she tied it up so she wouldn't fly anywhere.

"Fumii! Don't wear perfume! Want to be at the shop next door? We run around the school, "Haruka took over the perfume.

Fumie shakes. "No way. But I stink of Haru's sweat. Girls have to smell. Here's not the perfume!" Fumie tried to reach the perfume, unfortunately Haruka was higher by 10 cm.

"If you guys keep debating, I'll stay" Aoi stepped away.

"Wait Aoi!" haruka and Fumie together.

Nakura started acting, he put his letter in Aoi's drawer.

Nakura immediately left before anyone saw him.

***

In Sakura's field, the 12th grade Ipa 1 warms up first before athletics begin.

"The transfer is over, sir," reported Maki who always guides the warm-up during the sport. In addition, he is also an important OSIS in school.

Sasuke nodded. "good. Running athletics, 15 minutes from now!" Sasuke blew his whistle.

Because Sakura field is wide, there are also running jogging, walking, and actually running.

Fumie's breath was piqued. Just one round was exhausting.

"Haru, I'm not strong. Tired," Fumie held Haruka's hand.

Haruka pulled Fumie's hand along to run.

"Don't say much, will Sasuke give you the punishment?"

"No way," Fumie shook her head.

Aoi was at the front, it was normal to run 15 minutes like 15 seconds.

"Less a little more. Huh, so thirsty again. Huh, just rest. The spirit!" Aoi swung her legs faster than before, this was just a warm-up sport where her physique had to be strong.

White line.

Done it.

Aoi was the first to complete a 15-minute athletic run.

Sasuke approached Aoi with a proud smile. She was always a champion in sports.

"Aoi, was it exhausting athletic running earlier?"

Aoi shook her head. "Sir, it's enough for sport to concentrate on learning," without exercise, the way of thinking will be slow like facing science subjects.

"Yes already. You can rest, the others also that if they have finished running. The spirit of Aoi!" Sasuke clenched his hands to give support to Aoi, the sports queen.

Aoi nodded. "Ready sir!"

While in class, Aoi took mineral water in her bag. Aoi sat down to gulp down the water. Thirsty and tired. His power's drained.

"At least athletics made my heart smile," Aoi developed her smile.

"Is there still chocolate delivery from the crocodile guy?" Aoi looked at her desk drawer. It was still there, until his hand felt a piece of paper being rolled up.

Aoi untied the ribbon, why is it so neat? Is this from his special secret admirer?

An inscription.

Aoi read.

"Still dare to hurt Ryuji? You will face me. Still dare to waste Ryuji's love? I'm gonna get you out of here. Remember, I am always everywhere. Don't ask me who, 'cause I'm one of Ryuji's big beggars. Hope you enjoy my game. Hahahaha," Aoi squeezed the paper and tore it into small pieces.

"Since when have I nyatkiti Ryuji? What kind of love would hurt the feelings of her partner?"

"I can shoot who you are. Your own fault that gives clue the keyword. If it's not Nakura, who?"

It seems like tomorrow until anytime, he has to face the girl.

***

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