Love Comes After Learning

"Please follow me, on the premise of getting married—"

"Shinichi!"

Lips, blocked by a finger.

Like a raging wave crashing against a rock, the sudden shock made Asada's consciousness go blank for a moment, and then he felt the girl struggle away from her arms and stand in front of him.

"I also have something to tell you."

There was still flushing on her face, but that coquettish smile had disappeared, and she put her fingers against his lips, looking at him seriously with a look of embarrassment that turned her nose and eye sockets red.

Asada stared back at her blankly, her extremely clear and decisive voice seemed to be filled with determination.

"I don't know if I like you."

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Sanjiu's expression remained the same, her eyes behind the disheveled bangs were straight and fixed on him.

"If you don't know, then you have to work hard."

I thought so.

As usual, she couldn't see the expression of thought, she said so calmly.

"Try hard to see your own mind...Try hard to understand what love is...Try hard to create the shape of happiness."

Getting closer to him, the fragrance and softness pressed against his body, Sanjiu raised her head, and stared at him intently with a blushing face at a very close distance.

"Work hard to learn to like you, and then learn how to make you like, to become the kind of person who can make you like."

As if feeling in the way, she unplugged the earphones and threw them on the ground, flicking her long hair at the tip of Asada's nose, and then moved closer and closer.

"Before that... you are not allowed to like me first. You can't do it casually, vaguely, impulsively, or seriously."

The exhalation with the fragrance of cherry blossoms mixed with his slightly disordered breathing.

"I must like you first, and then let you fall in love with me... This is the happiness I want."

Unquestionable willful words, and those blue eyes that keep shrinking the distance.

"Remember the thing about me liking Sengoku generals? This is my declaration of war to you, Daimyo Asada."

Even though her face is expressionless, she can still see that she is a little nervous.

Standing on tiptoe, she lightly licked her pink lips with her tongue, and held her breath.

"so……"

I don't know who the sound of the violent heartbeat came from, but I can hear it clearly.

Immediately, she made up her mind and moved forward, shortening the distance that was only one centimeter.

She closed her eyes and pressed her lips to him.

— through a finger.

"That's... my best effort today."

Slowly backing away, with a finger on her lips, Nakano Sanjiu looked away and smiled shyly, but she was happier and more confident than usual.

"It doesn't matter about the clothes. Next time, I will ask you to buy them together."

She was talking, but Asada still hadn't recovered, his mind was full of the soft touch - the softness was in his own imagination, after all, he didn't kiss at all.

It's just that the breath and the warmth of the skin are very real, making him feel as if he has been ecstasy, and his consciousness is dizzy.

"Before I win, our relationship will be like this first. Don't change it for me, I will try my best not to be changed by you."

She picked up the earphones on the ground, patted them, and wrapped them around her neck again, strangling the mid-length hair that had been flying freely.

Picking up the clothes by the way, Sanjiu walked towards Asada again, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him at a distance of ten centimeters, just like usual, but there was something different.

Turning her head suddenly, she chuckled at Asada, lazily and softly.

There is no doubt that it is the warm smile that belongs only to Nakano Sanjiu.

"Hey, is it okay to dye black with my favorite blue?"

she asked.

Turning her neck stiffly, Asada stared at her a little stupidly, suddenly raised her hand, and slowly covered her face, and it was so tightly covered that she couldn't see it with her eyes.

Then, his voice was dull and authentic.

"...If, you can do it, go ahead."

She smiled even more.

"Then please give me your advice, Shinichi."

In the corner of the shop where there was no one, the voice that linked the fetters fell crisply.

Chapter 120 Five Ahahahahahaha

"By the way, are those words you just said true? Memories from another life or something..."

"It's true, but don't worry about it. To me, it's just a movie with a deep impression. It's been six or seven years, and the impact has long been small."

Walking back to the teacup rack with Sanjiu, Asada said calmly, and put the black teacup into the shopping basket by the way.

"Isn't there a saying? The author will inadvertently receive radio waves and memories from another world and write it into a novel... Except that it is a little clearer and more vivid, that's probably the case in my case."

Sanjiu nodded lightly, picked up a blue teacup of the same style, and put it in his shopping basket.

"So that's how it is. Sure enough, the world is so big and full of wonders... Is Shinichi going to write a novel?"

"Why did you drag it there..." Asada twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the black and blue teacups juxtaposed in the basket, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and glanced aimlessly at other items on the shelf.

Sanjiu quietly watched his expression from the side, and couldn't help pursing her lips and moving her lips when seeing this.

"So cute……"

In order not to let someone's shame that had reached the critical point explode again, of course she didn't say these words out loud.

Even though her face turned red like an apple, she has no right to say that at all.

"Ah, are you here? What did you buy... a teacup?"

Nina's voice came from behind.

Both of them shook their bodies slightly at the same time, turned their heads together, and looked at her expressionlessly.

There is no trace of shyness or wavering on the face, as if standing on the surface of a lake without ripples, those eyes reveal the sigh of the world and the sigh of worrying about the country and the people, like a monk who sees through the red dust, calm and indifferent.

Er Nai was startled and took a step back, instinctively wanting to stay away from these weird two people.

"What's the matter with this sense of oppression and tacit understanding!? Is there something wrong with you?"

"nothing. "

A two-voiced indifferent answer.

"Huh?" Er Nao's astonished expression instantly turned into suspicion, she frowned and looked at them: "It doesn't look like nothing at all... Over there, did you do something bad to San Jiu?"

"I..." Asada opened his mouth and wanted to deny it, but when he recalled the little things just now, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and didn't dare to face Nino's questioning eyes.

"I didn't... at most, I just did what the clothing store did to you back then."

What did he do to Nino in the clothing store?Talk, say a lot of things.

What did he just do to Sanjiu?Talked, said more words.

In conclusion, he did the same to these two men.

Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Sure in his heart, Asada puffed out his chest confidently, and looked back at each other.

"That, that matter..." Er Nai also recalled his embarrassing reaction, his face flushed suddenly, and he felt ashamed and angry, secretly blaming him for why he didn't open which pot and carried which pot, but he was a little unhappy.

So, does this guy also do some kind of "chasing girlfriend acting" to Sanjiu?

Do you have any integrity!She was so shy after doing it to me, but it didn't take long before she did the same thing to Sanjiu, and she was so calm... What is it?Treat me as an experience bag?After doing it to me, you will be so proficient in doing it to Sanjiu that there will be no sequelae?

Are you waiting to invite her to dinner to make amends? !This man is really...

The level of anger rose higher and higher, and the shame and anger had completely turned into tangled anger. Nino glared at Asada, snorted, turned her head and left.

"You can do whatever you want, it's none of my business anyway!"

After walking a few steps, he ran back again, squeezed Asada away from the shelf, picked up a purple teacup and put it in his basket, then stuck out his tongue and made a grimace at him.

"Bah - this, you pay!"

With long cherry pink hair, she turned around, without looking at Asada's expression, her long legs stepped on the ground vigorously, and left the cupboard area again in a hurry.

Asada was speechless.

"What's wrong with this guy..."

Suddenly feeling a little itchy on his cheeks, he turned his head to see that Sanjiu was puffing up his mouth, a faint cold light flashed in his blue eyes, and he was staring at him sideways with an unhappy expression.

"Did you do the same thing to Nino? Shinichi, what's going on?"

The corner of Asada's mouth twitched, feeling a faint stomachache.

"This, this... This is called the art of speaking, but it actually does not refer to the same thing... At least, I have only told you about memory..."

When Sanjiu heard this, her expression couldn't help softening, she wanted to be happy, but she suddenly paused, frowned for a moment, nodded slightly, and her expression turned cold again.

The cheeks that were about to disappear were puffed up again, and the lips were pursed, feeling even more unpleasant than before.

Her voice was ethereal and soft, and she was not good at expressing angry tones, so she simply spoke without any ups and downs.

"Hmph, don't talk to Shinichi who has no morals for now."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the floor, clenched his small fists on both sides, and walked away stepping on the floor.

"..." Asada opened his mouth involuntarily, his face full of shock and bewilderment, "...No, where is my integrity? Tell me clearly!"

And that angry look is too deliberate, right?I always feel like I have seen that kind of action in a series or animation...

"Ah, Asada-san~ what are you doing here?"

Like a husky rabbit running wild, Yotsuba who came out of nowhere laughed and waved at him.

Then he looked into Asada's basket, saw the three black, blue and purple cups, and opened his mouth into an O shape.