[Black Basket] Boundaries

<pick up seven>

Asai Yuka looked up hesitantly.

"Actually, it's really fine for me to go home by myself..."

"How can there be no problem, even crutches are used." Standing in front of her, Himuro Tatsuya also said the same. With only two people, he returned to answering in Japanese, and the slightly rising ending sound was similar to that of the boy. In sharp contrast to his poker face, his tone was so gentle that he almost looked like a brother coaxing his sister, "You have to walk for a long time to get home after you arrive at the station, right? It's still raining outside, so if you fall, it will probably really break."

This is to echo her previous words that "it will break at the first touch".The girl blinked her eyes, and was about to retort seriously, "It won't be broken", but the subway just turned a corner. The boy who had put his hands in his coat pockets couldn't stand still, so he stretched out his arms to grab her right hand. metal pillars.The girl who was leaning against the car door subconsciously shrank back. Except for the glass behind her, the other three sides were surrounded by the ice room.

The subway was already crowded during school hours, but now there is only a little space between each other.The boy himself didn't seem to notice anything, even the curvature of his lips didn't change at all. "Ok?"

The girl whose face was half covered by the dark gray scarf bit her lips and forced herself to calm down. No matter how familiar she was with Himuro, she never forgot that the other party was of the opposite sex, but the person who crossed the boundary at this moment was the other party, and Yuka Asai couldn't see it. A feasible way to distance yourself—in other words, she couldn't escape. "...It's nothing. Please."

Himuro admitted that he did this on purpose.

Considering Yuge Asai's character who is used to hiding in the shell, if she wants to rely on her to generate self-consciousness and get rid of the prefix "friend", it is better to let him pull the girl out of the shell.It was the first time to test the water on the basketball court. When he used his eyes to deceive his opponent, he clearly saw that her eyes never moved away from him; Will the other party feel displeased when approaching, and this level, the girl did not resist Cheng Bu enough to show it.

She had never been a girl who would approach others proactively.It's not because he hates courteous courtesies, nor because he has a cleanliness habit. Asai Yuka is not used to patting shoulders, shaking hands, or kissing cheeks. However, this point is ingeniously different from the rigidity of the Japanese .

Just simply not used to it.

"Then... if possible, can you go to a nearby bakery first? It's near the subway station." Even though it was a bit unnatural, she insisted on looking into the boy's eyes and talking. From this point of view, she is really a well-educated boy child. "Want to buy a panini to take back for dinner."

Himuro Chen also quickly found a breakthrough point. "Is there no one in your house?"

"Well, both are on business trips. Vancouver and Tokyo."

No wonder I have to buy takeaway to go home on Friday night.The black-haired boy turned on his mobile phone, quickly pressed a few keys and sent a text message, then asked her casually, "So do you have any plans for tonight?"

"Will watching old movies at home count?"

he laughed. "Not counting."

"...I don't think it's a reservation to watch a movie alone at home on Friday night."

"Then it's gone." The door opened, and the next stop was where he was supposed to get off.The air conditioner blew a breeze, slightly blowing the hair on her cheeks, the girl silently pulled the scarf a little higher, probably mistakenly thinking that Himuro was mocking her for her boring life, Asai Yuge lowered his voice and muttered, "I don't Playing games, what can a person do at home?"

"After four stops, there is a billiard room that I often go to." The black-haired boy seemed to be unable to hear her complaints. He put his phone back in his coat pocket and looked down at her. The smile on his face did not diminish by half, as if It's just inviting a friend, and it seems to be more than that. "If you have time, would you like to play two games?"

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The boy bent over with his knees stretched out his hand to the girl hiding in the shell.

The moment you catch it, you will surely cross the boundary called "casual acquaintance".The scale she has always adhered to will be narrowed, and some things will never be the same.

For a long time, she has reminded herself not to have a deeper relationship with others, and she will be reluctant to part after having memories, which she has learned extremely thoroughly since she was a child.Anyway, I have to change places to live every few years, so the fetters with others are superfluous.

And she has always done that too.Back off every time the opportunity comes, willing to put on shackles for yourself, too used to being alone, and as time goes by, you will no longer be sad when you leave.

But this time it seems something is different.

The black-haired boy in front of her couldn't even refuse the invitation.Even if he wanted to back away instinctively, he held her hand early, looked into her eyes, clasped her five fingers, and forced her to answer yes or no clearly—not so much that he was not afraid Being rejected, it would be better to say that Himuro Chen already knew her answer.

There is no doubt that it is oppressing, but she doesn't know whether it is a practice or a human relationship, so she can't hate it.

Asai Yuge moved his gaze away from the second button of the opponent's coat. The shirt inside did not wear a tie. The slightly open neckline exposed a small section of collarbone, and a little further up was the Adam's apple.

This is the first time, I want to leave a little precious memory before saying goodbye.

She lowered her eyes again. "I haven't played snooker yet."

Bingshichen also squinted his eyes, but he still couldn't figure out whether she said "good" or "not good", the second part of the girl's words rang in his ears, "...so, please give me your advice."

<pick up nine>

The girl followed Bingshi step by step, the distance was so close that as long as she stretched out her hand, she could grab his sleeve.Asai Yuge is still not very familiar with this city. From the entrance of the subway station to the ground, the following roads are all guided by the boy. All she can do is try to remember a little bit of the road.

But that too is futile.Walking along the way, there are many twists and turns, almost to the point that only locals know it well.After walking for about six or seven minutes, the young man led her to the entrance of a dark alley. The light shone in from behind the two of them, casting a long shadow, which hit the ground but could not be seen at all. Very eerie.Seeing this, Asai Yuge stopped in his tracks.

It's not that she doesn't trust Himuro Tatsuya, it has nothing to do with trust at all, it's just a precaution that everyone should have.The black-haired boy took two steps forward, but found that the people behind hadn't followed up. Looking back, he quickly understood why she was hesitating. "It might look suspicious, but it's okay. I'm here."

She was still a little hesitant in her movements, but she also tentatively took a small step forward.

The ice room has always given her the impression that she is a bit like an older brother. Although it is not so exaggerated that she can feel at ease with him, but getting along with him will feel very natural.She followed him all the way to the end of the alley, where there was another staircase going down. It seemed that the billiard room he said was built underground.

The two entered almost in the dark.It was only after five o'clock in the evening, but the light was so dim that he had to hold her hand and lead her step by step—if he didn't do this, the girl who was already handicapped would probably miss—until they finally finished going down the stairs , the boy finally let go of her wrist.

There is a small piece of frosted glass above the metal door, and a little light shines through it, which is a subtle light that is just enough to see things, but not so clear as to see the outline.The black-haired girl looked down at Himuro's hand hanging beside her. Her five fingers were slender, and her fingertips were cold, but her palm was so warm that it seemed that there was a small flame hidden in it. When she held her tightly, it seemed that she wanted to convey the warmth to her , making the skin on the wrist numb.

The most nostalgic temperature in winter is this.

Himuro Tatsu also closed the doorknob with his hand, and pushed it open lightly.

The author has something to say: ...there is no end to this article! !Why can't I finish writing! ! !

I'm about to start school, bastard (fall)

2015-1-15 first release

2015-1-18 revision

2015-04-08 Fixed typos