[Net King] Yukimura Seiichi makes an appointment

Because he didn't sleep well at night, he was very sleepy all day. Yagi, who was about to slump down on the desk, had to drag his heavy body and move to the office step by step.

……

"...That's the way it is," the tutor Jun Suzuki rubbed his temples wearily, "Tomorrow, Yagi, please go to the hospital to express condolences to Yukimura on behalf of the whole class."

"...Yes," suddenly lost sleepiness, Yagi nodded in a daze, "I see."

"Well, you can go back."

Yagi completely forgot about Yukimura's poor health.

That makes all the sense.

Why didn't I reply to my message on Saturday, and why did Sanada go out with me on Sunday.

--what.

Yagi walked into the women's toilet, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on his face a few times with his hands.

——Is it because of physical reasons that Sanada-kun said that he [is not convenient to come here].

A strange unknown emotion swelled from the bottom of my heart.Yagi felt so stupid for the first time.

Even though he was in that state, he still remembered the promise he had made with himself.

The appearance of Sanada-kun is not as bad as he originally thought.

The worst person is always yourself.

Yukimura-kun, he was clearly thinking of himself all the time.

Is my [liking] for Yukimura just a matter of lip service?

That being said, it seems like I really don't know him very well.He didn't even know what illness he fell down from, this is the most basic and also the most important thing.

Miraculously, they have been in the same class for three years, but they seem like strangers who have never met before.

Unwillingness, shame, self-blame, regret, all of a sudden mixed feelings.

——I also want to do something for Yukimura-kun.

—something must be done.

"Isn't this Yagi?"

When Yagi's mind was in a mess, Mizuhara's voice suddenly sounded behind his ears.

when did she come in

"I heard that Yukimura-kun was admitted to the hospital in an emergency on Friday night." With a playful and mocking tone, Mizuhara walked slowly to Yagi's side, and with one hand on the edge of the sink, he put his head close to her ear and whispered, "Zhou Day, you must have had a good time with Sanada-kun, right?"

"..."

"Hahahahahaha," seeing Yagi's gloomy face, Mizuhara burst out laughing, "It's so good to be the squad leader~"

"No matter what you do, you can use business as an excuse. It's super convenient! It makes Shirley's heart itch, and I really want to play it for a while... This time is really cheap for you. Yukimura-kun is not here, and you can still find Sanada-kun."

"Will you hook up with Liu-kun or Nio-kun next time~" Suwon put his index finger on his chin and said with an innocent look, "It's really shameless."

"..." Yagi bit his lower lip tightly, and the hand that was holding the skirt of the school uniform was not visibly trembling.

"Huh? Are you crying?" Mizuhara pretended to be surprised and approached Yagi, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't know that Yagi-san is so fragile, did I say too much?"

"...Ah, it's not heavy at all."

In the next second, before Mizuhara could react, Yagi pinched her chin with his hands, and pushed her against the wall behind.Suwon almost screamed out from the pain of hitting his head against the wall and pinching his jaw, as well as the force that was extremely inconsistent with him.

"If you don't want to be fucked by a pig, just shut up your stinking mouth and get away," Yagi didn't know why he was so angry, and even said such words to a girl in the same class.

This kind of behavior is completely unlike what I would do.

Action is always a few steps faster than thought in the mind.

"bxtch."

The author has something to say: #一看看算编箱#

#Flower-like deposit box#

I finally did Suwon once and it was so cool hahahahahaha

How many red envelopes have the babes received hahahahahaha

Brother Cun once again wishes everyone a new year!Year!quick!happy!

☆, [[-]] three and a half steps

The time to visit Yukimura is this Wednesday afternoon after school.

After what he did to Suwon on Monday afternoon, Yagi was surrounded by the kind of bullying that is most often seen in small groups of middle school students, as expected.

"Is the textbook missing again?"

Naoko pulled Yagi's schoolbag angrily, and rummaged through it on her own.

"It really pissed me off—! Are they idiots?! How old are they still doing such boring things!"

"..." Yagi glanced nonchalantly in the direction of Mizuhara, who was talking and laughing not far away, "Well, it's not a big deal, just let them like it."

"...Hey, are you alright?" Naoko stopped her hands and looked at Yagi with an idiot expression on her face, "How handsome are you at this time! Are you so tolerant that you don't care at all?"

"It's because I went too far yesterday." Recalling what happened yesterday afternoon, Yagi felt a headache. "If she can calm down by doing this, then let her go—if she doesn't respond at all." It's scary."

"...When did your way of speaking become similar to that Yamada?"

"Huh?" She was talking about Yamada?

"...A tone of indifference to everything," Naoko sighed, and handed the schoolbag back to Yagi, "It's super irritating."

"Will it?" Yagi was stunned, and after a few seconds of silence, he seemed to have realized something, "—Naoko, do you know Fanyue?"

"...Huh?" Naoko was taken aback, blinked and said guiltily, "I didn't tell you that I was in the same cram school as him?"

"……Absolutely not."

All kinds of pranks against the same person are still going on without getting tired.

Is it really easy to do so?

Yagi took his pencil case and homework out of the trash can behind the teaching building.

All kinds of thorn-like vocabulary and sentences crawled like maggots on every page of the homework book.The distorted faces of the girls with various negative emotions come to mind exaggeratedly.

By doing this, can I really give myself a step down and satisfy my uneven self-esteem after being humiliated?

Yagi couldn't understand.I don't want to understand either.

"Hey, look, isn't that Yagi?"

"What happened to those things in her hand? Was she bullied?"

"It's a lie, isn't it? She's a nice person."

"I really don't know what the girls are doing again."

"Well, just get used to it. This kind of thing will happen once in a while. It's just for different people. What else is there to make a fuss about?"

"But... don't you think she is very pitiful?"

"Bai, idiot! You will be heard!!"

Is it poor?

Obviously, he hates others to sympathize with and pity himself, but at this moment, Yagi finds that he can't even make an [angry] expression.

Walking across the atrium to the classroom, my mind was empty all the way.For the first time, I realized that thinking about nothing turned out to be a simple matter.

Obviously anything happens, and there are obviously people by my side.

But why,

Still feel very lonely.

why,

Still feel like crying.

Yagi stopped.

The hand holding the thing was a little harder.

I also found out.

Before I knew it, after I fell in love with Yukimura, I became more crying, and the feeling of "sadness" that I had never had before became easier to pour out of my eyes.

Isn't it a happy thing to like someone?

"what!"

His forehead was suddenly touched by something.

Yagi, who was entangled in his own world, was taken aback suddenly.

Raising his head, he saw Yamada, whom he rarely encountered on weekdays, standing directly in front of him.He should have touched himself just now.

"sail……"

"It's dangerous to walk with your head down," Yamada interrupted Yagi, turned sideways and pointed to the protruding fire window embedded in the wall, "at least you should look up."

"……sorry."

Sure enough, there was only a short distance to hit that thing.

Yagi looked at the iron frame.It will definitely hurt if you hit it.

"...Here." After a few seconds of silence, Yamada suddenly pressed a box of strawberry milk on Yagi, "Here you are."

"Eh?"

"Why are you standing still, it will fall as soon as I let go?"

Saying that, Yamada moved his hand away.

"gone."

"...Did you buy this for me?"

"..." Yamada didn't pause, and walked in the opposite direction, "Buy too much."

——Buy more.

Yagi looked at the back of him leaving, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Maybe Hozuki is not what you said, Naoko.

A nameless warmth spread all over his body.

——I am really happy.There are always so many gentle people around me, it makes me feel that I am not alone.

Thank you for giving me the motivation to keep going.for anything.

The author has something to say: I want to write the two lines of Fanyue and Naoko well, but I always feel that if I write like that, I will write too long orz

I went to see The Great Master of the Heavenly Generals today, and I was so touched that I was almost blind from crying!Every one of Uncle Long's movies is amazing! Uncle Long recommends it all his life!

Tomorrow I will go out to play with my family for a few days www next update on the 23rd.

☆、[[-]] Finish in three steps

Yagi has been thinking about what to give when visiting patients.

After searching online for a long time, most of the answers are nothing more than sending flowers, fruits or books.

Yagi and Naoko greeted each other after school on Wednesday, and left school early.

First, I went to the florist and bought a bouquet of carnations.

Then there is fruit.

Two different aromas filled the surroundings.

Looking up, I seemed to see Yukimura with a gentle profile in a flower shop with a sunny day on Sunday.Where is he.

The two of them walked from the intersection to the end together, wandering back and forth in shops of different styles, large and small.Sitting together on the bench next to the vending machine drinking the same hot drink, they all smiled at the children playing in the park.Buy different CDs at the corner store and arrange to exchange them one day.Walking on the orange embankment in the evening, talking about the same topic that two people care about.

……

Yagi can imagine too many scenes that will happen with Yukimura.

It's all fantasy, like a dream waking up in the warm sunshine of warm spring.Remember every fragment that happened in the dream, but never able to make them into reality.

When I walked into the hospital elevator, I no longer felt the intense tension that had been swelling because I would be alone with Yukimura.I can't tell the reason, but the mood has obviously changed.

The number of floors displayed changes from floor to floor.The passengers in the elevator are also changing one after another.

You can see different kinds of people in the same place every day.Everyone is walking in the world in a hurry for a certain [ending], and never stops to welcome that day.

Ding--

Yagi helped the schoolbag strap that had slid down from his right shoulder, took a deep breath, bent over and squeezed out of the elevator from the gap between the few people in front.

Today, it is to replace the whole class and all the people who care about him to visit the doctor.That's all.

If you want to think this way, you can only think so.

……

After arriving at Yukimura's ward, many people had already gathered inside.

There are famous Nioh, Marui, Yanagi, and Sanada in the same grade.

Yagi completely forgot about [people other than himself will come to visit Yukimura-kun].Just like every time something related to Yukimura comes across, my mind will instinctively isolate everything [other people].Even if there are always many people who accompany each other in life.

"Um, excuse me...?"

Fortunately, although they are very popular, these people are not difficult to get along with as the rumors say.

Yagi was not good at dealing with unfamiliar people, especially boys.

The others probably noticed this too, and they took her into consideration when chatting, trying not to make her feel uncomfortable.

That being said, most of the time Yagi couldn't cut in when they were talking.It's not even clear what they're talking about.

There is a deep bond between them.More years of time that no one else can touch.

Yagi sat silently on a chair beside him, holding his schoolbag and listening to what they seemed to be chatting with interestingly.As for why he thought that topic was interesting, it was because Yukimura was laughing all the time.That's different from the gentle and alienated smile she used to face herself and others.

Even if I am knocked down by the illness now, I am suffering from it in pain on the hospital bed.Now that you are smiling so happily, is your heart the same as your appearance?

Yukimura's pale and somewhat sickly skin was covered under a set of large hospital gowns, and the cool tones all over his body made him look even more precarious, so vulnerable.

It should have been a jubilant and happy occasion, but Yagi suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

An absurd idea of ​​[wanting to protect Yukimura-kun] suddenly exploded in his mind.For no reason.

……

When Sanada and others left, they asked Yagi if he wanted to leave with them.

Everyone in the small ward looked at him except himself. They were all handsome young men of different types. Yagi stood up with his head down and politely declined their kindness.

In the end, Yagi failed to convince himself that this was really just an action of [he came to visit the sick as a representative].

"I'm really sorry a few days ago, Yagi-san." After the group left, Yukimura smiled guiltily and said to Yagi.

"That, that trivial matter is completely okay!" Yagi waved his hand, and the speed of his speech became uncontrollably faster, "Yukimura-kun doesn't need to apologize to me like this!"

He was still smiling.Laughing all the time.

"..." Yukimura shook his head, "Because I fell down suddenly on Friday night, and then woke up in the hospital ward on Saturday afternoon, and the phone seemed to have been dropped somewhere."

So it turned out that he had already been admitted to the hospital on Friday.

Yagi pursed his lips.But I don't know it at all.

"I remembered that I had an agreement with Yagi-san the next day, but I was also anxious when I couldn't get in touch."

"But fortunately, Sanada came to visit me not long after," Yukimura said, slowly shifting his gaze from the sun setting outside the window to Yagi, "At that time, there was no other way but to ask Sanada himself coming."

"So this is ah……"

"Sorry, I didn't tell you in advance," Yukimura's soft voice struck Yagi's heart word by word, "I failed to keep the promise."

"..." The sour feeling that had been deposited in the dark since a long time ago was revealed.

[It should be me who should say sorry. ]

Wanting to say this, Yagi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single syllable.

The author has something to say: I estimated it, and it can be finished in about six chapters at most hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

I really want to enter the original Japanese version of our existence orz poorer than crying blind

☆、[Eleventh] Stand still

Yagi admired himself who spent all his energy in liking someone in high school.

The 18-year-old self has a youthful face that has not faded away, and a persistent and unafraid of getting hurt no matter what difficulties and obstacles encounter.

If people do not change, will the future with infinite branches become better or will people fall into the cold abyss again?

At this time, Yagi hoped that time would remain stagnant at a moment that he would never forget in his life.

The afterglow of the evening became the only warm color that spread over Yukimura's shoulders.It was as if a strong and warm palm supported him with all its strength behind his back.

The line of sight could no longer leave him.

"Ah, that," Yagi hurriedly took out a CD from his schoolbag and handed it to Yukimura, "Because I was wondering if Yukimura-kun would be bored by himself, so I brought this here without authorization."

"Eh—Brahms's?" Yukimura looked happy, "Thank you, Yagi-san."

"No, no, no!" Yagi, who had no resistance to Yukimura's sincere smile, waved his hand embarrassingly, "Just as long as Yukimura-kun likes it."

This is the first time I have fallen in love with someone, and the first time I have worked hard to do something for this person that I have never done before.

Yagi doesn't know Yukimura.The intersection of two people is just the same class and the same club, and there are only a handful of things that have been said in three years.

Sometimes I also wonder, if Yukimura confesses his love to Yukimura, will the other party have a feeling like "Why do you say you like me when you don't know anything about me?"Every time such thoughts come to mind, Yagi will become timid again.

——I obviously don't understand him, so what qualifications do I have to expect him to accept me?Thoughts like these lingered in the blank space between Yukimura, like layers of cobwebs, gradually wrapping up his confidence.

[Who knows the person he likes thoroughly from the very beginning?Even childhood sweethearts start from scratch!If you don’t understand it now, just try to understand it. This is not an excuse or reason to escape at all—ahhh, really, I really don’t know what you are afraid of. ]

[It always hurts to fall in love with someone.Don't you think it's too selfish to shrink back again and again because you're afraid of being hurt? ]

Yagi really wanted to be like Naoko.She is always optimistic and courageous, always by her side to encourage, support and help herself.I have always dreamed of becoming such a person.

I also want to be brave and not back down.

"Is there anything you're afraid of, Yukimura-kun?"

The question that the bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth can't help blurting out.

Seeing Yukimura's surprised expression, Yagi suddenly realized that he was a little too sudden.This question is far from the topic we just talked about.

"……Yep."

Yukimura replied with a smile.

"Huh?" Yagi didn't expect the other party to cooperate with him like this.

"[Hey] or something," Yukimura said jokingly seeing the stunned expression of the girl opposite, "Does Yagi-san think I'm not afraid of anything?"

"No no no I didn't mean that!"

Yukimura laughed, "Well, after all, we are all ordinary people, there will always be one or two things to be afraid of."

"That's right, hahaha." Yagi smiled embarrassedly and touched his nose twice.

"[Fear] is also the most instinctive psychology, just like people are afraid of death."

After being silent for a while, Yukimura suddenly spoke.

"Everyone will instinctively avoid something they are afraid of. Hide themselves in a place where others can't notice, thinking that they are safe. ——But no matter how [fear], there will always be a day with it It's just a matter of time before we meet face to face."

Yukimura-kun, why did he suddenly say this to himself?

Yagi squeezed the skirt tightly.The young man in front of him kept his gaze on the orange sky outside the window, his brows and eyes were gentle, but the focus of his eyes didn't seem to be above that.His voice is very soft.Every word and sentence that comes out is like an erratic wandering cloud, as if just a light touch will leave no lingering sound.

"So," Yukimura suddenly returned to his original brisk tone, and turned his face to Yagi with a smile, "Before you encounter something you're afraid of, just find a way to face and solve it."

"Then you will find that those things are not scary at all."

It seems that I was enlightened and comforted unconsciously.

Seeing Yukimura's gentle expression, the arc of Yagi's mouth widened involuntarily.

"Ok!"

This is the first time I have talked about such a topic with Yukimura, and it is also a topic that I never thought that one day it will be developed.

Although this seems to be encouraging myself.

Yagi was walking home alone, the sky had already darkened, and his thin shadow cast a long line under the street lamp.

But it seems that he is actually talking to himself.

Sure enough, Yukimura-kun was still far away from him.

What exactly is he afraid of?

Lowering his head and kicking the pebbles on the road with his toes, Yagi didn't know what expression he had now.

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah the last few days to catch up with homework is almost to death [vomit blood

If the homework goes well, there should be another update before school starts.If it doesn’t go well...cover your chest] Maybe it will be changed after school starts.After school starts, there are a lot of exams orz

I haven't had time to change this chapter yet, let's take a look first.

Catering to the theme of this chapter - the thing I am most afraid of is that the homework has not been finished after school starts hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

☆、[Twelve] Stand still

Yamada is very good at playing basketball.

Looking back now, it seems that Yagi has been watching Yamada running around with an orange ball for as long as he can remember.From being able to support it firmly with both hands, to now with only one finger, you can easily make movements that you can't make at all.

He ran all the way, and the shadow continued to elongate until it reached the position where the orange could not reach, and there was no exact color.

To be honest, Yagi, who has always been hard at sports, can't fully understand the persistence and mood of these passionate teenagers who are sweating on the sports field.

Although I also understand that they like sports just like they like painting, but after all, there is more than just a little difference between them.

Just like in Yagi's eyes, Yukimura and Yamada are chasing a ball.One is yellow, one is orange; one is small, one is big; one is someone you like, and the other is a bamboo horse.

There seem to be some indistinguishable differences, but no comparison can be made.

"Hey," Naoko asked Yagi, who was partnering with her, while doing warm-up activities, "Are you going to the practice match between our school and that boys' school on Saturday?"

"what?"

Yagi waved his arms weakly following the teacher's beat, his voice seemed to be humming from his nose, and his whole body exuded a sense of malaise.

This is the case every summer, the strong light penetrates from the top of the head to the toes, and the hot touch on the skin makes Yagi not want to take a step outside.

"A practice match for the basketball club," Naoko said, ignoring Yagi's lazy attitude. "Yamada will definitely play, right?"

"Absolutely."

Yagi blurted out almost without hesitation.

Although it is not as good as before, but instinctively from the bottom of my heart, I will still trust and defend that person for no reason.After all, that is the person I have been with for so many years, and I generally know what the other party looks like.

Basketball game——

Yagi ran slowly at the end of the line.It seems that it has been a long time since I have seen Yamada play basketball.

After school, I took Naoko to the gymnasium. Since several of the main candidates had better looks, the door was often crowded with girls.

Yagi wandered around the girls' circle a little depressed. To be honest, although he knew that Yamada was very popular, he didn't expect it to be more exaggerated than he imagined.

"What should I do?" Naoko eagerly rolled up her sleeves, "Do you want to squeeze in?"

"...Forget it," Yagi relied on his height advantage to stand on tiptoe and look in from a distance, "It's easy to get in, but hard to get out."

Well, it's a little far off, but Yagi has to admit that Yamada looks handsome when he's playing.

After receiving the towel and water from the manager, Yamada suddenly spotted a familiar figure when he turned his head to look at the crowd at the door.

When I turned my head to confirm again, I saw that the other party was also looking at me.

They were silent for a few seconds, and the other party suddenly shrank his head and disappeared.

I don't know what I was thinking, but the next second Yamada came back to his senses, he found that he had handed the water to the team members on the side, stretched his feet and walked towards the place where the person appeared just now.

"Hey! Where are you going--" The boy who instinctively took what Yamada handed over was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head in confusion.

But only half of the words were said, and the rest was abruptly covered by the screams of the girls gathered at the door to watch.

"...Obviously I'm pretty handsome too..."

It was a very common thing to look at Yamada at first, but I didn't know what I was thinking at that time, it was like peeping at someone who did something wrong - Yagi immediately retracted his head and squatted on the ground.

He turned his head to look for Naoko, who knew that this guy had already perfectly integrated into the group of girls, and his eyes were shining brightly in the group of girls, turning around to the boy not far away.

There was no response after shouting a few times, when Yagi stretched out his hand to try to grab Naoko, the hand that stopped in mid-air was suddenly held by another hand that belonged to someone else.

It's no longer the tender and fleshy look of childhood, with well-defined joints, and the slender fingers are tightly grasping his wrist.With the warmth that had not dissipated after the exercise, Yagi raised his head, and saw his surprised expression in those water-blue eyes.

"Don't hide."

The ordinary three words hit Yagi's heart like a heavy hammer.

When I go out in the morning, I have to avoid him. When I meet him in the hallway, I pretend not to know him, chat with friends and walk away with a smile. I never watch his games or club activities. When I go out for a walk with the dog, I avoid the places he frequents...

So this is ah.

Obviously the problem lies with me, but I am the one who can't see clearly.

There is no such thing as distance, it is just an invisible boundary drawn by self-righteousness, so as to pretend to be a stranger.

"Here."

Yagi stared blankly at Yamada for a while, until the other party let go of his hand in embarrassment, he suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly dug out the strawberry milk he just bought from his bag, just like the last time the other party touched his forehead In that way, he took strawberry milk and gently touched his forehead.

"Come on for the game!"

"..." Yamada stretched out his hand in surprise to take the strawberry milk.

On the opposite side, Yagi showed that familiar smiling face that he hadn't seen for a long time.Although there was still a childishness between his eyebrows and eyes that had not yet faded, he did feel that pure warmth.

"I'll go to help."

"Ah."

Yamada responded, pinched her nose as before, and laughed.

The author has something to say: After two months of escape, I am back! ! orz

After the school started, I was really busy, and I didn’t have any inspiration when I coded, and it was orz

What a baby!

☆, [thirteen] standing

Entering September, Lihai University will soon usher in the Haiyuan Festival.

Because no one took the initiative to be an executive committee member, the instructor could only push this burden to Yagi, who is the monitor.

Yagi, who was also reluctant at first, found out that Yamada was also an executive committee member when he went to a meeting, and the initial resentment about his appointment suddenly flew to the sky. As soon as his butt fell, he started chatting with Yamada, and he had a chat with Yamada a few weeks ago. That awkward "stranger" is totally different.

"Hey, is your class a coffee shop?"

Yagi asked somewhat unexpectedly.Because the class that Yamada was in was notoriously noisy, I thought they would set up a haunted house or some other project.

"That's right," Yamada held his chin with one hand, "the haunted house is already being built by other classes, so we decided to build a coffee shop just according to the wishes of those girls."

"Hey——" Yagi stared at him, then suddenly approached and asked, "Will you wear the deacon uniform like the seniors in the previous classes?"

"..." Yamada glanced at her sideways, still maintaining the same posture, "Do you want to see it?"

"miss you!"

"beg me."

"Please!"

"Look at how promising you are," Yamada laughed, reaching out to pinch Yagi's face, "I wouldn't show it to such a spineless person."

"Hey!" Yagi slapped Yamada's hand away, this person is really terrible.

Yamada smiled, and regardless of the other party's reaction, reached out and rubbed her head vigorously.

The more popular items have already been set by other classes.For Yagi, whose mind is closed when encountering such a thing, it is so annoying that it makes people have a headache.

Asking people in your class for advice is out of the question.This group of loose sand-like guys always only think about how to play and not how to do such group activities, so when Yagi stood on the podium and said that he was seeking advice, one and two were like words on the lips. It was as if the zipper had been pulled to death, and he sat firmly in the seat without daring to fart.

"...Everyone can talk about what they are interested in, and then we can discuss what to do together."

Standing on the podium facing the silent classmates, Yagi was a little embarrassed, so he had to repeat what he had just said.

"Ah, anything is fine."

"Yeah, why aren't they all the same?"

"Aren't you the executive committee member, you just decide."

……

As soon as one person starts to complain, others will immediately follow.

Yagi was a little annoyed, wanted to get angry but was helpless.

Looking at Naoko, I saw that guy shook his head at himself with an expression that he didn't know.Turning his gaze again, he instinctively looked in the direction where Yukimura was.The two lines of sight met in mid-air, Yagi froze for a moment, his face couldn't help feeling a little hot.Immediately turning his head back, his heart began beating uncontrollably.

Yagi didn't even dare to think about being able to meet Yukimura's eyes like this.The two of them never looked at each other when talking, until now Yagi realized that Yukimura's eyes are so beautiful, pure dove purple, so clear compared with other people.

"I have a proposal."

Yukimura spoke suddenly, the voice was not loud, but it had a huge invisible influence.The noisy people in the class stopped in tacit understanding for a moment, and turned their eyes to Yukimura.

"I think there are some games like collecting stamps to exchange prizes," Yukimura stood up and said, "Some students in the class can pretend to be some highly recognizable characters and hide them, and then we will give them to the guests who come to participate Send out a piece of paper for collecting stamps, and if you find all the hidden characters and collect all the stamps, you can get a reward."

"Oh! This one seems pretty good!"

"Really, the other classes don't seem to have done it?"

"Something is better than nothing, you can do anything."

As soon as Yukimura finished speaking, the students below started discussing, and they seemed very satisfied with his proposal.

"There don't need to be too many people in charge of hiding. They can be divided into two groups, and everyone can switch. They can also go to other places when they are resting. Let's discuss the rewards together and see what is better."

"What reward? One hundred yen hahahahahahaha!"

"I want to pretend to be Alice~"

"Isn't it okay to play Kamen Rider?"

"By the way, what kind of seal do you want?"

"What the hell is a hundred yen, aren't you afraid that customers will beat you up!"

"How about rewarding Shanshita with a fragrant kiss!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha this is good!"

"Hey! You guys want to be beaten by me!"

Looking at the students discussing enthusiastically in the underground, Yagi was suddenly in a daze.

Yukimura seems to have always been such a shining point.Not only has charisma, but also is very reliable in doing things, like a born king, always walking in the front and leading the people behind.That innate temperament made him better and better, and it became easier to make people feel distanced.

Taking a deep breath, he generously responded to the other party's smile.

Yagi grinned, it was because he existed like this that he fell in love with him.

Suddenly thought of something and struggled for a while, while the classmates below were still chattering and discussing non-stop, Yagi quietly took out his mobile phone, found Yukimura's mailbox, and boldly sent an email there.

[Yukimura-kun, maybe during the Unabara Festival, can I invite you to go shopping together? ]

For a moment, his heart was beating like a drum, and his hands that were covered with sweat were holding the phone tightly. Yagi hung his head, and didn't dare to look at Yukimura until he received the reply.

What's wrong with me, why