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"Hurry, hurry!"
Kita pulled Kitahara Makoto, nervously hiding behind a shelf of miscellaneous items.
As soon as they were hidden, the warehouse door was pushed open, and two figures walked in, one after the other.
Kitahara Makoto peered through a gap in the items and saw a boy and a girl, both wearing school uniforms and holding bread and milk, apparently also planning to eat lunch in the sports warehouse.
"Ah, it's Momo-chan," Kita Ikuyo's eyes widened, and she let out a soft gasp, then leaned close to Kitahara Makoto's ear and whispered, "She's a girl from the class next to mine; we usually get along well. The boy next to her is Momo-chan's boyfriend."
"Keep your voice down, don't let them discover us," Kitahara Makoto said in a low voice, "If we're discovered now, it'll be impossible to explain."
"Got it, got it~" Kita Ikuyo covered her mouth with both hands, her round eyes curiously peering out, "It's so hot in the sports warehouse, and the lighting isn't good. Why would Momo-chan come to a place like this?"
Kitahara Makoto wasn't very interested in gossip, so he quietly sat down, picked up his bento box, and continued eating.
The sports warehouse was quite large; as long as they kept quiet, there was no need to worry about being discovered.
A moment later.
"…I'm finished."
Kitahara Makoto handed the bento box and chopsticks to Kita.
"Eh?" Kita Ikuyo looked over in surprise, "Kitahara-kun finished so quickly? The bento was gone in the blink of an eye?"
Kitahara Makoto couldn't help but retort:
"It's because you were too focused on peeking."
"I wasn't peeking!" Kita Ikuyo's face flushed, and she stammered defensively, feeling guilty, "It's about first come, first served; how can it be considered peeking?… I was just curious…"
"Stop talking," Kitahara Makoto urged, "Hurry up and eat your bento."
"Oh…"
Kita Ikuyo agreed, carefully opened her bento box, and had only eaten a few bites when she suddenly heard strange noises from outside.
"Eh, what's that sound?"
Kita Ikuyo looked up, puzzled.
Kitahara Makoto looked out through the gap in the items and quickly said:
"It's something children shouldn't know about. You just eat your food; don't peek."
"What do you mean, Kitahara-kun? Don't be a riddle-teller; it just makes me more curious…"
Kita Ikuyo naturally couldn't suppress her curiosity. She secretly looked out through the gap, and after seeing what was happening outside, her small face visibly flushed rapidly.
"Th-they're… kissing?!"
Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice: "You just said they're a couple who are dating; kissing is normal, right?"
Kita Ikuyo's face was fiery red, and she shyly looked away: "B-but they just ate bread, and they haven't brushed their teeth yet…"
You also said they ate bread, not garlic or durian; kissing is perfectly fine!
Kitahara Makoto said speechlessly: "It's not like you can only kiss after brushing your teeth."
Kita Ikuyo stammered: "But wouldn't there be a smell?"
Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow: "You don't have experience, so how can you be sure there'd be a smell?"
"Y-you're right…"
Kita Ikuyo subconsciously nodded, her face crimson as she averted her gaze and continued eating her bento, though she was clearly distracted.
"Momo-chan seems very happy… Is kissing really that good?"
Kita Ikuyo looked up and asked softly.
Looking at Kita, whose face was flushed and eyes were watery, Kitahara Makoto's heart quietly quickened:
"To know, you can only experience it yourself… Kita, do you want to try?"
"N-no…" Kita Ikuyo shook her head in a panic, blurting out, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"
"…"
Their eyes met.
Kita Ikuyo's already flushed face grew even hotter, turning explosively red, with steam practically billowing from the top of her head.
"I-I-I-I-I didn't mean that after brushing my teeth we could kiss!" Kita Ikuyo's face was almost bleeding red as she frantically explained, "Kitahara-kun, don't misunderstand!!"
"Yes, yes, I understand," Kitahara Makoto extended his right hand and gently patted Kita's small head, "Stop talking, hurry up and eat your bento."
Kita Ikuyo averted her gaze and continued to eat her bento in small, bird-like bites. She could almost count the grains of rice she ate, which explained why her meals took so long.
However, not long after, the hot breathing from outside didn't subside; instead, it grew more urgent.
Kita Ikuyo's curiosity burned fiercely. She stopped eating her bento, hesitated for a moment, but curiosity ultimately won out. Blushing, she turned around and secretly observed again.
"Ehh? Ehh?"
Just now it was just a normal kiss, but at this moment, the situation had clearly escalated. The boy had actually unbuttoned the girl's clothes, revealing her dazzlingly skin.
"Kitahara-kun, don't look!"
Kita Ikuyo came back to her senses and quickly reached out her small hand to cover Kitahara Makoto's eyes.
Kitahara Makoto was speechless: "If you can look, why can't I?"
"It's just not allowed, that's all!" Kita Ikuyo's cheeks puffed out, and she leaned forward, trying to block Kitahara Makoto with her body, "No peeking… Ah!"
This Kita leaned forward too much, lost her balance, and stumbled directly into Kitahara Makoto's arms.
Kita Ikuyo was about to get up in a panic when she suddenly heard a girl's nervous voice from outside:
"It… it sounds like there's a strange noise…"
"Are you mistaken?"
"No, there really is a sound, and it sounds like a girl…"
Kita Ikuyo's body instantly froze, and she completely panicked.
(Oh, no!)
(If Momo-chan discovered us now, it would be so embarrassing!)
Kita Ikuyo dared not move, she could only look up, her small face frantic as she pleaded with her eyes:
"W-what do we do?"
Kitahara Makoto frowned slightly, reached out, grabbed a volleyball from the shelf, and then gently rolled it out along the floor.
"It's nothing, nothing, just a volleyball…"
"But why would the volleyball roll out by itself?"
"…"
After a brief silence.
Soon, hurried footsteps sounded from outside. The young couple hurriedly left the sports warehouse. Whether it was a supernatural event or someone else hiding, most people would choose to leave as quickly as possible rather than investigate further.
If the other party truly wanted to investigate, Kitahara Makoto would have directly stepped out. Anyway, he was thick-skinned enough; as long as he wasn't embarrassed, the embarrassment would be on others.
"Phew…"
Kita Ikuyo breathed a sigh of relief, leaning softly against Kitahara Makoto's embrace.
"That was close, we almost got discovered," Kita Ikuyo covered her chest, her face full of relief, "It's a good thing Momo-chan and her boyfriend left, otherwise I'd never be able to face Momo-chan again."
"Stop talking, get up first," Kitahara Makoto silently recited "Namu Amida Butsu" while tensing his body, "Hurry up and eat your bento; lunch break is almost over."
"Okay~"
Kita Ikuyo said, then wiggled her little bottom, about to get up: "Sorry, I sat on Kitahara-kun's phone. I hope the phone isn't broken?"
Kitahara Makoto: "…"
Don't worry, my phone definitely won't be broken by you sitting on it!
Buzz buzz.
The phone's vibration suddenly sounded in the sports warehouse.
"Eh?" Kita Ikuyo turned her head at the sound, looking at Kitahara Makoto's right hand, her tone puzzled, "Is that Kitahara-kun's phone? Why is it in your hand?"
Kitahara Makoto: "…"
I'm sorry, the phone was in my hand the whole time.
"But I was clearly sitting…" Kita Ikuyo looked down and finally realized, belatedly, "Ehh? Ehh? Ehh? Ehh? Ehh?!"
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