[Net King] The girl who clashes with the sun

After walking out of the art exhibition, Yukimura took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

It was still early, but it happened to be lunch time, even though he wasn't very hungry.

Before coming to Tokyo today, he didn't think about going to the dance competition. Since he wasn't very hungry after the art exhibition, he could have gone straight home.

But now, no matter what, he was going together, even if it was out of the love of his classmates, he couldn't leave a girl who came to Tokyo for the first time and seemed to be unfamiliar with the route to go home first.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Yukimura stood at the intersection outside the art museum, looking around.

There are quite a lot of food stores on this street, so there is no need to worry about finding something to eat for lunch.

"Hand-Pulled Noodle."

Is it so purposeful?

Listening to the answer without delay for a second, Yukimura almost forgot how to write the word "polite".

Yukimura looked at the girl beside him.

I saw her staring at one direction all the time, her eyes full of longing.It's just the expression... still a little dull.

Follow her gaze——

Sure enough, the next second he saw a popular ramen shop on the street, which seemed to be steaming.

"Which one do you want to eat?"

"Is it okay?" The Liangjing girl finally turned her gaze back, and the desire for ramen in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

If Yukimura felt that he couldn't say it, the next situation should be——

Ishida went to eat ramen alone, and he looked elsewhere for food.

In fact, this is not impossible, but seeing that she is not familiar with Tokyo at all, it may be too much to go to Takarazuka alone next time.

Seeing Yukimura nodded slightly, the girl from Liangjing saw a bright smile on her usually expressionless baby face, stretched out her hand and said "Let's go" and led Yukimura to the ramen shop.

Everything is so natural.

It's as if this action has been done a million times.

The moment he felt the temperature of his palm, Yukimura was truly unable to react for the first time in his life.

Passing through the black and white strips of zebra crossings on the streets of Tokyo, and passing through the refreshing cool breeze of November autumn, Yukimura stood at the end of the line outside the ramen shop, and finally calmed down and asked himself.

Why didn't I refuse Ishida to hold my hand just now?

For a long time, he thought, the answer might already be there.

He just never realized it.

But as for Ishida...he was quite sure that this time it was just her instinctive reaction.

"Ishida-san." After thinking clearly, Yukimura reluctantly called out to the girl in front who still didn't let go of her right hand.

"Huh?" The Liangjing girl turned her head suspiciously.

"hand."

"..."

Later, Ishida Ryoi felt that the most sensible stupid thing he did in this life was to hold Yukimura Seiichi's hand because he was too eager to eat ramen.

But at that time, she really had no other meaning, after all, she was a 14-year-old girl who had only read a few romance novels.

At this moment, the Liangjing girl, who is only 14 years old, is at a loss for anything but surprise.

Quickly letting go like an electric shock, the Liangjing girl started to feel the emotion called "embarrassment" surging in her heart again after she fell asleep on the tram just now.

"That, that... I am, that... Seeing that there are a lot of people in line..."

The girl from Liangjing, who only felt that the more she explained, the more powerless she became, finally couldn't help but sighed deeply, followed by a very formal bow, and said, "I'm sorry, Yukimura-san, I played a hooligan on you."

...?

What does it mean to make a question mark slowly.

Although on weekdays, especially at school or on the tennis court, Yukimura is used to being the focus of people.

But this time Yukimura felt that he really couldn't bear the scorching gazes from other customers who were queuing in front and behind.

Trying to ignore the discomfort caused by the sight of her surroundings, Yukimura quickly lifted the Liangjing girl up, tried to maintain the last trace of peace on her face, and said that she was fine.

Thinking back, except in the tennis club, no other peers would give me such a big gift.

The team moved forward slowly.

While the Liangjing girl was still in embarrassment and couldn't extricate herself, the waiter handed over the purchase intention form to both of them with a friendly smile.

The so-called food is power.

Since Liangjing girl's attention was put on the list, her mind was slowly drawn by ramen.

Salty - average.

Soup base - strong

Garlic, green onion - a little

Char siu

[-]/[-] times the spiciness

Noodles - slightly firm.

After checking all items, Liangjing girl silently shifted her attention to Yukimura who was behind her - the list in her hand.

Sure enough, it was the same as last time at the ramen shop next to the school, extremely bland.

"Two customers, the seats inside are now separated individually. If you need to sit together, please wait a little longer."

"It doesn't matter."

"it is good."

The contradictory answers blurted out at the same time made the Liangjing girl turn her head and glance at Yukimura Seiichi, and the "it doesn't matter" was naturally her answer.

She thought that after the passage just now, Yukimura would prefer to sit separately.

"So do you want to sit together or...?" The clerk looked puzzled, guessing in his heart, could it be that the young couple had a quarrel?

"We can wait for a while." Yukimura said to the clerk when Liang Jing saw that he didn't answer for a while.

"Okay, thank you customer for your understanding." Beneath the clerk's polite surface, the heart is like this - when a couple quarrels, it is necessary for the man to be so domineering!

This ramen shop is slightly different from the one I ate around the school last time.

It only sells one flavor of tonkotsu ramen. When you enter, you only need to hand over the purchase list to the clerk and the order is completed. At most, you can add hot spring eggs or other accessories.

About another 10 minutes or so passed.

Following the waiter, the two sat next to each other again, one on the left and one on the right.

So far, the only thing Liangjing girl can be thankful for is that although they are indeed sitting together, there is an extra partition between them. As long as no one wants to move this partition, she and Yukimura will not be able to see each other.

That means - you can eat ramen with confidence and boldness!

And precisely because the Liangjing girl began to enjoy her sumptuous lunch with this expectation, even through the partition, Yukimura could still hear the sound of a certain girl sucking noodles.

Extremely fast.

By the time I finished eating the ramen, it was just around twelve o'clock at noon.

After finishing the soup in the bowl to his heart's content, Liang Jing put the bowl on the table, and placed the chopsticks neatly on the side of the bowl, and the lunch was considered complete.

Leaning back slightly, looking at Yukimura next door, he realized that he had finished eating long before her.

It's just that there is still a lot of soup at the bottom of his bowl.

"Actually, the soup base is delicious."

"After drinking it, the whole body will be warm."

Maybe because she felt that the reasons were not sufficient, the girl from Liangjing said one sentence and then said another sentence.

Yukimura glanced at the big bowl of ramen.

……

To be honest, he didn't really want to drink soup with such a big bowl outside.After all, even at home, he usually doesn't behave like this.

If it was normal, Yukimura would naturally not be influenced by others.

but--

Why it seems a bit hard to say why he refused... Yukimura wanted to sigh with his forehead.

"I……"

"Don't you like to drink? Forget it, let's go."

"...No, I like it very much."

All my performances today are out of track anyway, so it's better not to study carefully.

In fact, there was not much soup base left, and it was finished in a few sips.

Putting down the bowl, he picked up a tissue on the side and wiped his lower lip. Under the expectant expression of the girl from Liangjing, Yukimura said, "It tastes really good."

The Liangjing girl didn't know where the little happiness in her heart came from, but even the corners of her mouth raised a little uncontrollably.

Picking up the bag hanging on the hook under the table, he checked the time displayed on the phone.

The game started at one o'clock in the afternoon, and walking over now happened to be the time for the audience to enter the arena.

Walking out of the ramen shop, Yukimura found that it was really useful to finish the bowl of soup.

Now even if the autumn wind blows head-on, I don't feel any chill.

It's strange to say that I shouldn't be afraid of the cold after exercising all year round, but recently I always feel a little afraid of the cold.

It took me [-] minutes to walk back to the Takarazuka Theater, and by this time people were gathering here one after another.

Since it was just a dance exchange competition held between schools in the area, most of the people who came to the Takarazuka Theater today were students from the schools, except for the judges and some newspaper reporters.

After waiting at the door for a while, Yukimura saw the figures of Liu Lian'er and Qingquan Shanxia.

"How was your afternoon?" Yamashita and Liang Jing asked when they walked into the theater lobby side by side.

"I saw the art exhibition and ate ramen. I'm very happy." The Liangjing girl took the initiative to hold Yamashita's arm and responded with a bright smile.

Walking into the brightly lit venue hall at the moment, and climbing down the steps from the entrance, the Liangjing girl and the other four sat in the vacant seats at the front of the auditorium.

At this moment, the heavy curtain on the stage was still tightly sealed, surrounded by the voices of students from various schools talking softly.

As if the teachers sitting in the first row of judging seats hadn't arrived yet, the Liangjing girl looked at the time on the electronic screen.

There are only ten minutes left before one o'clock.

What happened to the sudden nervousness...

"Liangjing, why are your palms sweating?" Yamashita said helplessly.

It's Mimako's match, why is it that she's the one who's going to play in a while?

It was only then that Liangjing realized that after holding Shanshita's arm, he held her hand again because of nervousness.

Tsk—why do I keep holding on to other people's hands today?