"Asakawa-san, let's hurry and follow."
Furuhashi stuck out half from behind the telephone pole and looked closely at the direction where the female student had disappeared.
Naoki stretched out a finger, and lightly poked Furuhashi's face.
It feels soft and smooth, which is great.
"Asakawa-san?" Furuhashi turned his head to look, and blinked his eyes in confusion, "Why did you poke me?"
"Look to the left."
Naoki pointed to the left with the corner of his eye.
"Eh?"
Furuhashi looked curiously, and immediately saw a policeman on a bicycle waiting for a traffic light, looking at her with wary eyes.
"Coughs." Furuhashi said frantically, "Asakawa-san, there are police!"
"Do not panic." Naoki said firmly, "We can be considered the best attempted crime, and we can get a lighter sentence."
"That's not a crime attempt!" Furuhashi complained, "It's just stalking... The law doesn't stipulate that you can't stalk other people."
Naoki changed the subject and suddenly asked:
"Has that woman ever seen you?"
Furuhashi was dumbfounded, then shook his head quickly and said, "No… I stay in the room whenever she comes and never come out."
"Then there's no need to hide." Naoki grabbed Furuhashi's right hand and stepped forward, "Let's just follow."
"We will be found."
"That woman knows you?"
"...Don't know."
"It doesn't matter."
Furuhashi: "😐"
"In a primitive era, a method of criminal investigation where there is no surveillance, and no strict laws, how can detectives catch criminals?" Naoki took Furuhashi's hand and walked towards the woman at a leisurely pace, while talking to Furuhashi. "Anyone who looks confused and is hiding, that's the suspect."
"So when you follow other people, the first point is don't panic…"
"Sounds very skillful." Furuhashi asked, "Asakawa-san seems very experienced."
"Sorry, but I was actually only speaking in theory."
"Huh."
Furuhashi snorted softly, held Naoki's hand, and looked back quietly as she walked, and quickly breathed a sigh of relief, "That cop left on a bicycle, I thought he would come to ask us what we were doing."
Naoki turned his head and glanced, and said, "As long as you're cute, it's fine even if you're a stalker."
When you encounter this kind of cunning on the street, you can see that you are stalking other people Whether the police will come to ask questions has a lot to do with the stalker's appearance – if he has a fierce face, he is not a good guy at first glance, there must be questions.
But Furuhashi was a super high level beauty in other aspects except for her chest. Even if she stalked others, she would be forgiven.
Correctly.
From ancient times to the present, this world has always been a world of faces.
"Stalking…" Furuhashi said hesitantly, "It was just a chance encounter, and then happened to be on the way, how could that be considered stalking?"
Naoki reminded: "Target has entered the mall."
"Let's quickly catch up." Furuhashi was surprised, and hurriedly pulled Naoki over. "Don't get lost."
The two walked into the shopping center, separated from the target by more than 10 meters, followed behind others without haste, took the escalator to the third floor, and then saw the target walking into the women's underwear shop.
"There are a lot of swimsuits..." Furuhashi pretended to pass by, quietly looked into the shop, and saw a lot of colorful swimsuits, "It's swimwear season for sale again, by the way, will Asakawa-san go? to the beach for summer vacation?"
Naoki shook his head: "Not on the summer vacation list."
The sand on the beach is hot, and it is easily sunburned by ultraviolet rays. The trick is that there are too many people on the beach during the summer holidays. It is very inconvenient to think about it, the most appropriate option is to blow the air conditioner and eat watermelon at home.
Furuhashi suddenly said, "This is the last summer vacation in high school, it's a shame to miss it."
Naoki was silent: "Next year?"
"Next year third grade." Furuhashi said as usual, "As a potential candidate, summer vacation is of course used for sprint studies, where I can go to the beach when I have time."
"Makes sense."
"So do you want to be together on summer vacation..." Furuhashi suddenly covered his chest, turned his face and activated silent mode.
Naoki looked at Furuhashi: "With what?"
"Of course we study together!"
Naoki turned on repeater mode: "I thought we were going to the beach to play together. After all, it was the last summer vacation in high school. It's a shame to miss it."
"I apologize for giving Asakawa-san such a strange hope."
Furuhashi was full of hatred.
I actually love the sea and the beach, especially the after-swim fruit shaved ice which is a must-eat in the summer, but neither swimsuit suits me at all.
"Don't look at it." Naoki paused, "Go straight in and look for a chance to listen to the other party's chatter."
Furuhashi was a little nervous, and stretched out his hand to hold the corner of Naoki's clothes, "Let's go in together?"
"This is an underwear shop, I don't want to look perverted yet."
"Impossible." Furuhashi gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, "It's not just girls, there are a few boys in the shop."
Naoki looked into the underwear shop, and there were indeed a few boys in it... Not counting perverts, those must be pitiful people dragged by girls to go shopping.
"Go, hurry."
Furuhashi pulled Naoki into the shop.
"Welcome." The shopping guide woman bowed and saluted, with a standard smile and sweet voice, "Can I help you?"
"That… let me come and see the swimsuit."
Furuhashi was embarrassed by his lie.
No way, she can't say that she is really stalking other people, she can only find an excuse to play around.
Naoki looked at the female shopping guide, his expression as usual:
"We want to see for ourselves first."
"Okay." The guide replied with a smile, "If the two guests need it, please contact me at any time."
Furuhashi walked quickly to the row of swimsuits, and pretended to take a pink swimsuit: "Asakawa-san, how is this swimsuit?"
Naoki glanced at the swimsuit in Furuhashi's hands, and replied casually, "It's too big for you to wear."
The smile on Furuhashi's face froze instantly, and a black mist rose behind him. A small hand quietly extended to Naoki's waist, and the shadow under his feet twisted and grew, clearly turning into a demon mage.
"Forgive me." Naoki raised his hand firmly in surrender, "I'm sorry."
Furuhashi smiled and said, "Asakawa-san is telling the truth, no need to apologize."
You say that I don't need to apologize, but your hands haven't been removed yet!