What Kind of Relationship
"What? You know, Chen Fan, bringing other living creatures into school is prohibited, so I'll be confiscating this kitten. As it happens, hot pot is on the menu tonight." Nangong Natsuki's calm words made Kanon gasp sharply. Natsuki looked at her, licked her lips, and smiled like a witch. Chen Fan rolled his eyes at Nangong Natsuki's wicked sense of humor.
Yohase Kanon clutched the kitten wrapped in a blanket and backed away several steps, looking fearfully at Nangong Natsuki. The smile on Nangong Natsuki's face grew even brighter.
"I'm sorry, big brother. I'm running away." After saying that, Yohase Kanon hugged the kitten, turned, and ran.
Nangong Natsuki pouted as though she had been hurt. "Hmph, what a person who can't take a joke. There was no need to run away so seriously."
Chen Fan smiled. "Coming from Natsuki-chan, it doesn't sound like a joke."
"By the way, who was that little girl?"
"Yohase Kanon, a third-year middle school student."
"Although I'd long heard that you wouldn't even spare girls from the middle school division, I never expected it to have reached this point. As your instructor, I deeply feel that I'm powerless to do anything about you. That girl put quite a bit of effort into her hair, didn't she? Was it to seduce you?" Nangong Natsuki's tongue was as sharp and cutting as ever. Of course, that was only toward Chen Fan and the people around him. It was simply her personality; she bore no real malice, and Chen Fan knew that well.
A wry smile appeared on Chen Fan's face. "I don't think I've done anything wicked, so why is everyone's evaluation of me so negative? Kanon-chan's hair is natural. It seems her father is a foreigner. Please don't make malicious guesses