Accost Splendora ❷ C-6_57 Under The Peach Tree
Book By Ryan T.S
Chapter 6
Page 57- _Complacent Fleeting Reverie_
Annoyances making lunch of her smooth skin, Sae steered close to a bothersome comment, receiving one half closed glance from the fourth prince. He pushed a deep breath down his throat, and back up in an attempt to sigh, but success retaliated as vain, abandoning him with endless coughs.
Luckily his adoring fan took to the quick, a bottle of fresh sparkling water, and stabbed it in his mouth. Moments immediate to his fading experience, laughter became the room's fifth companion.
Takahiro.... _Ahem, thanks for the water and apology. But you need to shut up and hear this. No offense, but you talk too much, making the people you meet bored. It's not that your social skills are bad, you just try too hard. Plus stop calling me sir, Takahiro is fine. Another thing, i don't have any tricks to getting girls, so i can't make you my apprentice. But if you stop using weird names and actually give others a chance to speak, you can be my friend._
Slightly cold but touching, the room fell silent for a while, until shining eyes gazed above kneeling down as though talking to a god.
Koshiro.... _Thank you so much sir..., uh sorry. Taka is fine right?_
The fourth prince unwillingly nodded, dissatisfied in all respects. And as everyone continued to focus on their little recruitment charade, a malicious aura grew right beside them. Different from the vivid admired girl moments ago, Sasaki's eyes burned with possible jealousy and unmistakable fury. Probably feeling a friend's grasp sliding off, unnerving marks crawled onto her firm unguarded body, staring right into the criminal's eyes.
Witnessing yet another idle moment of chatter, Rintaro decided to change the subject, aware time wasn't on her side.
'Hey Kikuchi and Hiro, if you're done we kinda need to begin the discussion," her parched lips smashed together, a few words
already loosening some youth. Bashed by the windy chills blasting in from their window, striving for a cause tuned reasonable enough.
Finally, each beloved member placed a serious countenance, pushing the atmosphere to its dignified heights. Among such acclaimed colleagues sat the queen of perfection, her fresh vibrant aura gradually returning with every glimpse.
Sakae.... _It seems we got a bit carried away. Now then, first of all, you should know each of your roles on the joint class board._
Perhaps Sasaki had returned, but maybe not quite. Her usual tender tone disappeared, hell replaced by some sharp tongue and high society mindset. Observing her go at it, Haruno acquired yet another different mask of beauty, or hardly possible excellence. The more she assembled shattered glasses, the more a puzzle slowly gathered up her mind.
'I definitely hate her!," she whispered, returning undivided attention to Sae.
To Be Continued....