[Ghost Slayer: Blade] My big move is locked!

When we got to the classroom, Mr. Tomioka was already waiting at the door with a bamboo knife.

He glanced at us, didn't ask anything, and directly attacked Tanjiro. Tanjiro ran away in panic, and then the two started a chase in the corridor.

I watched silently for a while, and went back to the classroom feeling that there was no major problem.

After I sat back in my seat, my lips were still numb and slightly swollen, and the scene of the kiss just now played uncontrollably in my head, as well as the soft touch that seemed to be imprinted on my lips... For a while, my cheeks were hot, I couldn't think about it!I frantically slapped myself on the face, now, this is not the time to think about these things!

do your homework!right!Do your homework first!

I immediately reached into the belly of the table to take out my homework, and tried to shift my attention to the business. When I took out my homework, I saw a strange envelope on the math paper falling to the ground.

I bent down to pick up the envelope. There was a pink heart on the white surface. It looked like a love letter.

I was taken aback, thinking that someone else had misplaced it, but after a closer look, my name was actually written on it. The font was very strange, and I had never seen it before. I checked it over and over again, but it was only my name.

My back table saw it as soon as I looked up, so I came over and joked: "Oh, Shimizu, you are so welcome! I received a love letter in less than half a month, Goodjob!"

I sighed helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, yes, I know, I won't tell Zaomen classmate, don't worry." She patted my shoulder with an expression that both you and I understand.

I shook off her hand on my shoulder in a funny way, turned around, picked up the pen and started writing the questions seriously.

After a while, a figure quietly sat down in front of me. I raised my head and saw Tanjiro raised his hand and pressed his arm. A long bruise was swollen on the skin. I squeezed the pen in my hand and gasped. He lowered his voice and said angrily, as if he was in pain, "Ms. Tomioka is too much, actually he is really ruthless!"

Tanjiro quickly explained: "It's none of Mr. Tomioka's business. I accidentally scratched it. It's nothing serious. It will be fine in two days... You should hurry up and do your homework, don't worry about me."

"Extend your arm," I said.

"Yes, it's time for class..." He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to turn back, but I grabbed my shoulders and turned back abruptly.

I lowered my voice and said, "Stretch it over."

"..." He was stunned for a while, then sighed a little, stretched out his arms resignedly, and placed them on the table.

I raised my eyes and looked at the blackboard. The teacher hadn't come back yet, and I didn't care about the silent gazes from all around me. I carefully rolled up his sleeves and blew gently on the wound: "It must be very painful, right?" .”

He comforted me and said, "It doesn't hurt, I'm a boy, so I'm not afraid of pain."

"Pain doesn't distinguish between men and women. Boys don't have pain? They're not Iron Man." I said, and blew lightly again, imitating the tone that my master used to coax me when I was a child, "Uh... ...the pain flew away..."

He pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes curled into crescents, "It feels like I am coaxing my younger brothers and sisters."

I felt a little embarrassed, and said angrily, "Then I'll coax you, don't you want it?"

"I want it." He said without hesitation.

I was speechless for a moment, so I lowered my head and silently helped him put down his sleeves, feeling as if my face was about to heat up again.

Feeling that the atmosphere was starting to get more subtle, I quickly said without words: "I just received a love letter."

Tanjiro: "Huh?"

I sighed and said, "It feels a little weird. My name is written on it. I don't know who it is, and it's not signed... This is the first time I have received such a love letter."

"Well, maybe the other party doesn't want you to know who he is, but just wants to tell you that he likes you?" Tanjiro guessed.

"..." I stared at him for a while, and said, "Don't you feel jealous?"

Hearing my blunt words, he couldn't help but blushed slightly, lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose, and whispered embarrassingly: "There are some, but I'm more happy because Classmate Qingshui is really outstanding. Ah, so I'm sure I'm not the only one who sees the sparkle in you."

I rolled up the textbook and tapped him on the head, "You really..."

When I was teased, I couldn't help but think, even people have expressed it, why didn't you take action?

Forget it, what am I expecting, this straight man!

As for the love letter, I don't plan to read it, and I don't plan to throw it away. Anyway, it was written with all my heart. If you know it, it's just a confession. Put it away carefully and take it out to lament your youth when you get old.

The rain stopped after school. It may be that God still has a little conscience and didn't let those of us who didn't bring umbrellas go home in the rain.

The air after the rain smelled damp, and the cherry blossom trees on the side of the road were knocked down all over the ground pink, and they fell on the ground one after another, some of them fell in pools of puddles, reflecting the clear sky that had been washed, Coupled with those pink dots, it is like a bowl of paintings living in water, so natural and beautiful.

I hurriedly stuffed my homework into my schoolbag, said goodbye to Tanjirou and the others, and hurried home.

Just received a message on the phone, as if the missing master, she finally came back.

Panting all the way, I ran upstairs, and when I got the key and opened the door, I saw the woman sitting on the sofa, playing with her mobile phone with a cigarette in her mouth.

Without raising her head, she said, "You came back very quickly, do you still remember me as a master?"

"I almost forgot about you, if you don't show up again." I relaxed, changed my shoes, and complained while closing the door, "Why did you come back so late?"

After speaking, I couldn't help coughing when I smelled the smoke. I still can't get used to and like this nasty smell anyway.

"If I come back later, you will have someone else's surname..." She glanced at me and put out the cigarette.

I was startled and pretended to be calm and said: "What are you talking about?!"

"Do you really think I don't know anything?" She leaned on the sofa, brushed her hair with her fingers as a comb, her tone was light, and she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

"..." I closed my mouth with a guilty conscience, and decided not to speak.

She said, "Why don't you ask me how I know?"

I curled my lips and said, "Did you ask Kanae-senpai?"

"Why don't you say that she took the initiative to tell me."

"People don't gossip like that!" I rolled my eyes, and then said after a while, "By the way, that incident..."

"Basically it can be resolved." She interrupted me, her tone full of determination, "I've gone to 'find out' before, those girls can be sure that their lives are not in danger for the time being, and they will all come back after a while."

What she meant was to leave this matter to her, and I don't need to take care of it anymore.

I still couldn't help but ask, "Then the man in the sweater?"

"It's just a small target to attract our attention." She said, "The person behind it is someone else, and the involvement is quite deep, and your strength is not enough to match."

Hearing this, I also realized that this is not the scope of my involvement, so this topic and this matter can only stop here for me.

I thought about it, and thought of another one, "Did I tell you, there is a girl in our school who looks suspicious. She also likes ghost stories, but there are many people who like ghost stories, but the familiarity like her Almost catching up to the average onmyoji... wait a minute, her name is Butterfly Shinobu... Kanae-senpai's last name is... um, no problem, just pretend I didn't say anything."

She evaluated me in one word: "Stupid."

I couldn't refute it, so I had to sneak back to the room, get my clothes and take a shower, pretending I didn't hear you.

Immediately after taking a shower, I ran to the kitchen to cook, and when my teacher finished washing, the two of us finished our meal without saying a word, she went to wash the dishes, and I went to catch up with homework, otherwise I might not be able to hand in my homework tomorrow. will be beaten.

While washing, she said: "We will leave when this matter is resolved."

I was taken aback for a moment, then raised my head suddenly: "So fast?"

"It's not too soon. It will probably be almost June when the matter is resolved." She lowered her head, a strand of hair fell down her cheek and was pulled behind her ear, with a calm expression.

I remained silent and didn't speak, feeling uncontrollably depressed.

Before I left, I began to be reluctant.

After she finished washing the dishes, she sighed helplessly and said, "Now I have a choice for you: follow me or stay here, and give me an answer within two days."

"...Oh." I pursed my lips, took out my homework from my schoolbag, and then the love letter fell out of the textbook. When she didn't notice this side, she breathed a sigh of relief.

While being frightened, I was still a little puzzled. I remember that love letter was stuffed in the test paper, why did it fall out of the textbook.

I took the textbook and homework into the room, closed the door, turned on the light, and spread out the book. I took the love letter in my hand and observed it, only to find that it was different from the previous one.

The previous one was white, but now the one held in the hand is light beige, with some leaf patterns on it.

After I recognized the familiar correct font, I couldn't help being stunned.

【Plum Kiss】

It's Tanjiro's font!

I rubbed my eyes, and then reconfirmed in my heart that no one would call me that except him...

I couldn't help grinning and laughing, what, so he also understands!

With a smile in my mouth, I took a deep breath, patted my trembling hands, and opened the envelope with joy and excitement.

Take out a thin piece of paper inside and unfold it.

This is the smallest love letter I ever received from my teenage years - I love you.

A concise and sincere confession, but it weighs more than liking you.

For a moment, I couldn't hold the thin letter in my hand. It seemed that this sentence had endowed it with an extraordinary meaning, and it had a great weight. I don't know what to do.

In my previous life, I said I love you, and you said I love you too.

I haven't had time to say it in this life, but you said it for me first, it's too foul.

I didn't need to look to know how red my face was. I lowered my head and rubbed the envelope with my fingers, and the next moment I pinched something hard. It felt like there was something inside, so I opened the envelope The mouth fell out.

The pink petals shone brightly under the light, and a cherry blossom hairpin lay quietly in the palm of my hand.

I looked at this hairpin and felt a little dazed.

After a while, I held the piece of paper and the cherry blossom hairpin tightly to my heart, feeling an urge to cry crazily.

want to see him.

I said to myself.

I want to see him right away.

Right now.

I opened the door and ran out, bumped into Master, she looked at me with some surprise: "You..."

"Master, I have decided."

As I ran, I said, "I'm going to stay here."

When I rushed out, I seemed to hear her dissatisfied "tsk".

I stumbled and ran down the stairs. The outdoor night was cool, even a little cold, but I didn’t feel cold. I felt that my body was very hot now. The passionate feelings boiled like magma in my heart and blood vessels. I wanted to Urgent to vent out.

I ran out, wanting to see him right away.

It doesn't matter if you say anything or not.

I just want to meet this person.

"plum!"

Someone on the other side yelled at me.

I stood still and turned my head. He was smiling and looking at me standing under the street lamp, and opened his hands to me. That smile was brighter than diamonds, and it captured my heart immediately.

There was a starry sky lying behind him, and stars seemed to fall in those crimson eyes, and my figure was gradually running towards him in the wind...

The sun and the moon flow, and the cycle of reincarnation is endless. In the memory of the first confession, the clear sky and warm sun coincide with the dim light under the street lamp. No matter how many years, no matter what time, you will still be within my reach. Really good.