Would You Like Even the Devil

Futaba: "..."

Do your best! ! !

The girl stared at Feng Yiye quietly with extremely calm eyes, just staring at him without saying a word.

A silent battle took place between the eyes of the two...

In the end, Feng Yiye drooped his eyelids listlessly, sighed, and didn't bother to care about such trivial matters;

Lazily took the umbrella, the two walked into the rain under the umbrella together.

The raindrops happily fell on the umbrella surface, converging into one stream after another, and the short-term convergence soon broke into one drop after another, dripping down the umbrella ribs one after another.

Under the umbrella, neither of them spoke.

Futaba held her schoolbag in her lap, and walked side by side with Kaede Ichiyo in the hazy rain, feeling that the only sound of rain was left in the whole world.

Now, like those people, she has people who walk with her.

Although her character is a little bit worse, she is not disgusted;

At least Yiye is considered a person...

"After experiencing it, it turned out to be the same thing."

Futaba suddenly spoke in such a soft voice, the meaning in the words was hard to understand.

"Admitted it?" Feng Yiye replied lazily with squinted eyes like he understood.

This surprised Futaba a little.

"Admit what?"

"Admitting that you were just digging into a dead end."

"..."

Futaba was speechless...

Did he really see it...

Just now, in the bottom of her heart, she was indeed imagining what it would be like to walk forward with other people like this.

The boy still looks so careless;

But Futaba suddenly thought that the act of squeezing the umbrella with her should be intentional.

Didn't it just prove that he has already seen through himself?

"...Your puberty syndrome, could it be mind reading?"

The girl couldn't help asking, with a slight embarrassment because her mind was seen through.

What kind of insight is that?

I really don't know why this guy is so powerful...

As for Futaba's inquiry, Kaede Ichiyo replied casually:

"It's not strong enough to that level, it's just a simple perspective."

"Simple,, perspective?"

"It should be what you're thinking of right now."

"..."

Futaba didn't speak anymore, but expressed her wariness very clearly on her face.

Feng Yiye noticed her expression, rolled his eyes lightly, and said lazily:

"It's not possible to show such sincere disgust."

"Because I hate it from the bottom of my heart."

"Hey, that's too much."

Futaba adjusted her glasses, and said calmly, "Yiye is indeed a coquettish person."

"I declare that I have never seen through you."

"Then who have you seen through?"

"There are too many."

"So you mean you look down on me?"

"Heh... that's how you understand it?" Feng Yiye smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, your figure is great, especially your chest."

"I didn't ask you this." The girl said calmly, "Please close your eyes when you talk to me in the future."

"Is that so... In fact, whether you close your eyes or not has no effect on perspective."

The boy's unhurried voice made Futaba speechless for a while.

"Maybe I found the reason why I feel wrong." Futaba said expressionlessly: "It's strange that I feel right when I walk with you."

"Hey, what, can this also be blamed on me?"

"Is that the problem with me?"

"That said..."

Feng Yiye said slightly puzzled:

"--Is not it?"

"..."

Futaba-san felt defeated for the first time...

It was she who lost.

"Yiye, you really suck..."

The girl couldn't help muttering, of course there was no unhappiness in her words.

Rather, on the contrary, after a few words with him, all the gloom in my heart dissipated.

Feng Yiye squinted his eyes and silently looked at the girl's eyes, as if he realized that the girl's accumulated gloom had been completely dispelled, he smiled lightly on his face.

"Then you can find someone else to hold an umbrella with you next time."

"Who wants to hold an umbrella with others? I'm not that boring." Futaba looked calm, and her tone was completely rational with her usual.

She is indeed a rational little witch.

The boy raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard the words, and after two seconds of silence, he suddenly curled his lips:

"Obviously he was ostracized by society, but he made a high-profile appearance of ostracizing society."

The soft words seemed to hit the girl's heart;

Futaba stopped in her tracks, and was almost in the rain, so Feng Yiye had no choice but to stop as well.

"I don't want to do that either, so what about you, Yiye." Futaba murmured after being silent for a while.

"I?"

The boy tilted his head and paused for a second, then smiled and shook his head:

"I was also rejected by society, and I was really rejected by society."

Futaba opened her mouth involuntarily, a little shocked by Feng Yiye's attitude.

"... Yiye, you are... a little too rebellious..."

Feng Yiye's expression was noncommittal, and he said indifferently: "Then why should I still lick it?"

"But others can't do what you say, and it's hard for anyone to understand you."

Futaba said softly, at least she couldn't have an attitude like Feng Yiye.

However, Feng Yiye just tilted his head slightly and smiled;

He stood there with the hazy rain curtain in the background, and there was no one around him at some point.

"—If everyone can understand me, then how ordinary am I?"

This……

How arrogant...

However, it was really like Feng Yiye's usual appearance.

Futaba finally smiled faintly: "Understood, Yiye, you are a psychopath."

"Then don't learn from me."

"Sure, I can't do what you do."

Rio Futaba spoke softly, the two stopped talking and walked forward silently.

In the sky, the rain did not know when it had become smaller.

After a while, the rain had completely stopped, and the hazy fog in the sky was gradually dissipating.

After the rain, the city as a whole seems to be much clearer.

Futaba's mood seemed to be enlightened as well.

"Yiye, thank you for chatting with me."

She said so suddenly.

It is undeniable that from Feng Yiye, she did get some spiritual improvement.

Although,, I can't be as unruly as a boy, but at least I can be sure of myself.

Feng Yiye tilted his head slightly, turned the umbrella in his hand a few times, and the water droplets on it scattered all around.

He put away the umbrella, handed it to the girl with a smile, walked forward alone, and finally waved his back to the girl.

"Thank you for lending me your umbrella."

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