[Danwanron Hakomae] Hope synaesthesia

What kind of future will the so-called super high school-level lucky wonderful talent lead him to?

Seedling held the lottery in his hand, couldn't help but chuckled slightly, feeling a little surprised but not surprised.Probably for him and Komaeda-senpai, the intertwined fate also disrupted the already blurred trajectory of fate.

Luck is a kind of talent they are born with. Fate has ups and downs, but the road of life continues to move forward.The meaning of talent is not to compare who is strong and who is weak and who is better or worse, but will become a force in their hands, so the most important thing is not the immediate result, but the impact it will cause.

Subconsciously, Naegi's gaze once again rested on Komaeda who was also in deep thought.

He probably didn't realize how soft his eyes were at the moment, as clear as the smoked willows after the rain, the greenness was tough and moist, and there was a trace of inexplicable lingering sentimentality.

That demeanor seemed to be defenseless, with infinite patience and anticipation, gently waiting for someone to look back.

It seems that they have already fallen in love.

Suddenly, Hinata Sou turned his face away abruptly, and Koizumi, who was standing beside him, gave him a surprised look at his excessive movement.He didn't care about the doubts of his classmates, so he managed to maintain his composure and said "I'm sorry" before closing his mouth firmly. His attitude seemed to be a little cold as usual, but no one knew that he had already set off an overwhelming horror in his heart.

The way Naegi looked at Komaeda just now, how could it be so, so...?

Unable to find a suitable adjective, Hinata's expression was a little weird and stiff, and it was too unbelievable for her guess.Because he never expected that one of his male friends would have such feelings beyond the standard of normal friends for another male student who was also on good terms with him.We've only known each other for two or three days.Is it because Komaeda has a good personality?Or that guy's face—the more he thought about it, the more tangled it became. His facial features changed with his mood, and his cold expression had a faint tendency to break the ice. He was even a little more embarrassed than the person involved for a while.

Seedling's heart and eyes are full of Komaeda, but he doesn't know that his performance has inadvertently caught Hinata, who is sensitive enough to observe.The short meeting in the morning came to an end quickly, and everyone scattered away, and he also turned to consider the current task.Cleaning up the old building is not an easy job, it seems that I have been busy all day.Thinking of this, the brown-haired boy let out a breath, turned around and walked down the stairs slowly.

squeak-

The old wooden door made an overwhelmed sound. With the movement of the door leaf, the dust accumulated above fell down. The seedling took a step back, covered his mouth and nose with his fingers, and couldn't help closing his eyes and coughing twice.

The old building was really in disrepair as Tumei said. He glanced inside, and the light from the outside cast a bright light beam, illuminating the dark corridors somewhat unclearly. Dim and depressing, old and vicissitudes, it seems to have been trapped in the eternal time for a long time.

The gloomy atmosphere seems to be very suitable for sporadic and interesting creatures that do not belong to the world.

This, this can't really have ghosts, can it? !

Seedling sweated slightly, and couldn't help taking a step back.

If he thought this was the real world like others, he probably wouldn't have thought so much, but he knew that this was a virtual reality world, with ghosts and ghosts, and the program could completely make it look like it was real.

This mentality is like a person standing at the door of a haunted house, even though he knows that the ghost inside is someone else pretending to be, he still can't help but be afraid... Or it's because he already knows there will be but doesn't know what it will be like. Being frightened by my own imagination became even more unbearable.

"Sapling-kun?"

Seeing the back of the brown-haired boy froze suddenly, Komaeda rarely had a smile in his eyes, and only slightly raised his eyebrows, but the corners of his lips were habitually curved, with a gentle expression that easily made people let go of their guards.

Although he didn't know why the other party was suddenly nervous, it didn't prevent Komaeda from becoming more and more interested in saplings.

How should I put it, although Nagito Komaeda, who has always been self-deprecating in a humble tone, enrolled in Hope Peak in the name of super high school-level luck, actually has a very clear understanding of his talents, and it is precisely because he is extremely smart Keen, so that you will not easily ignore the various encounters you have encountered as coincidences.

It can be said that it was unprecedented that the result of the lottery was not what he expected before.

Astonishment... It was a little bit, and more of it aroused his sense of excitement to explore and challenge.

There are only two situations that break his expectations. One is that the current misfortune will lead to luck that will help him more in the future, and the other is the effect of a certain great talent that he deeply expects and admires.

Oh, what kind would it be?

Komaeda couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and there were some traces on his face.

Seedling was immersed in the imagination of scaring himself, so when he was called by the familiar voice, he immediately came back to his senses, and turned his head without thinking, just as the white-haired boy looked down at himself slightly, his eyes were half hidden under the dim light of his eyelashes. Among them, the long eyelashes are as beautiful and beautiful as a girl, and the color of the eyes is as clear and deep as the moon reflected in a deep pool, with only a little sparkle that shows interest.

But when his eyes touched lightly, his heart felt hot unexpectedly, his breathing was slightly disordered, and the roots of his ears burned badly, as if he had been gently kissed by his hot eyes.

Seedling was all too familiar with this look.Usually when Komaeda shows such an expression, it means, it means——

"Komaeda-kun?" He answered tentatively.

Seedling's expression at this time is very interesting, even a little cute. If it were a different place, Komaeda might have to prop up his chin and stare at it for a long time.

It's not good, what should I do...

He rubbed his index finger and thumb hanging by his side a few times, and scratched his fingertips lightly with his fingernails. Finally, he couldn't bear the itchy feeling in his heart, and smiled at Miaomu: "Hey, Mr. Miaogi, please let me help you." ?”

Komaeda stretched out his slender fingers, pointing to the dark old building inside the door, smiling innocently and kindly.

Seedling agreed very quickly.

Although he felt a little hesitant, based on his experience, he felt that Komaeda's actions and goals might not be as simple as they seemed on the surface, but in the end, his broad-minded optimism prevailed, not to mention that he would not reject anyone who could get along with Komaeda Chance, Sapling cherishes their time together.

"Of course, Komaeda-kun, I'm glad you came to help me." He said happily.

The unlucky physique of the super high school level always strikes unexpectedly. Only when Naegi stepped over the threshold with joy, he tripped over a wooden board raised from the ground and staggered. He leaned forward and almost fell A dog chews mud.

Said it was almost, but Komaeda subconsciously stretched out his hand to fish it out, wrapped his arms around the boy's too slender waist, and brought him directly into his arms.

"Hug, sorry!" Miao Mu blushed.

"It's okay." Komaeda smiled, and gently supported him to help him stand before letting go.

Everything in the museum is covered in dust. I don’t know how long the system has set the building to be abandoned. Everywhere gives people a sense of age, and the light bulbs in the corridor are not as bright and clear as other places. Instead, the haze is filled with a sense of depressing depression.

Naturally, there must be a division of labor between two people cleaning together.Naegi has always been not very good at giving orders, so he blinked his eyes and looked at Komaeda obediently. The white-haired boy who said he was here to help immediately understood, and walked around the old building together. Got an idea.

"The space here is too large, and there is no way to clean it all in one day. Since Lord Ten God's plan is to have an all-night party, then we only need to clean out the rooms that need to be used."

Saying this, he pointed out that the interior corridor, kitchen, main hall, bathroom, etc., divided their respective areas of division of labor.

"The room in the innermost part of the corridor is the warehouse. Mr. Miaomu will clean the corridor first. I will look for anything I can use. I will go to the nearby supermarket to make up for the missing items. Then I will clean the main hall. Mr. Miaomu will clean it up. How about tidying up the kitchen after the hallway, and whoever finishes his part first helps the other?"

Seedling felt that this arrangement was reasonable, so he nodded without hesitation.His attention was obviously not on sweeping away, his clear eyes were filled with tranquility, he looked at Komaeda and smiled, and said "thank you" again.

So soon they started to get busy.

Sapling actually didn't understand why the program designer would place such a dusty old annex next to the hotel.

If this is reality, it is understandable that there is such a dilapidated building, but this is a virtual world after all, and it is also a psychotherapy-type world with a clear purpose. Is there such an old building that looks redundant at first glance? Is it necessary?

Just like everyone who is doing housecleaning will spit out a sentence or two at will in their hearts, Naegi also wandered endlessly.

In other words, this is the building that existed on the original site of Jabba Walker Island, so it has been perfectly replicated in this world?

It seems to make sense. After all, the seniors of the 77th class also have a wide range of knowledge like Sonia and that senior. If you want to completely deceive them and prevent them from doubting the authenticity of the world, this level of scenery Restoration is still necessary.

Even knowing that what is in front of me is just data, I still have to work hard to clean it, the mess and fatigue are so real, people can't bear to have some trivial complaints in my heart.

Putting the clean rag on the shelf next to him, Miaomu wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, fanning his forehead hair with the palm of his hand, and looked around the shiny kitchen that he had cleaned, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Hanamura had been here before, and he brought an easy-to-eat sandwich for lunch to the sapling and Komaeda-senpai who had forgotten the time after cleaning. By the way, he came to inspect the kitchen where he was going to show off his skills in the evening. The smiling appearance called Fukichi The human seedling blinked, thanked with a smile, and sent off the senior chef who was in a good mood with a good voice.

Well, I remember that Komaeda-senpai doesn't seem to like sandwiches very much... But at this time, there is no one to pick on him, and Naegi is firm in principle and thinks a little dotingly, how will he be happy later?

Carrying the food box and walking towards the main hall like this, he suddenly bumped into a figure at the corner, Naegi grunted in pain, took a step back, and looked at Hanamura who thought he had left in surprise.

"What's the matter... Hanamura-kun? You don't look very well." He asked worriedly.

Hanamura Teruki's expression was a bit weird, he was panting heavily, his face was faintly blue, as if he had encountered something that frightened him, he raised his head and looked at Naegi, staring at his face with expressive concern, his eyes flashed suddenly Blink once.

"Saplings, ah, oh, it's seedlings." Hanamura looked very confused and was incoherent.

"It's me, Hanamura-kun, what's wrong with you?"

He stared fixedly at him, and suddenly grabbed seedlings' sleeves forcefully.

"Be careful Komaeda, that guy is a lunatic." Then he dragged him to go out, "Naegi, stay away from that person, he will kill you, he is planning to kill you, kill you, he We will be able to leave this isolated island that traps everyone..."

Pulling the person, the sapling did not move at all. Hanamura turned around in some puzzlement, and met his extraordinarily clear eyes, which were firm and warm, like pure trust that was not shaken by external objects, and as if he had already expected it. It was easy and clear.

"Hanamura-kun, what are you talking about?" He laughed, his figure reflected in his eyes was as funny as a clown, but his attitude seemed to be extraordinarily serious, appearing gentle and tolerant, "Komaeda-kun wouldn't treat me like this Did you misunderstand him?"

It's not a misunderstanding!

Hanamura yelled in his heart, but seeing the warm and bright eyes of saplings, he hesitated and couldn't bear it, and swallowed the slanderous words back to his lips.

Anyway, I have already discovered his conspiracy, Komaeda will definitely be exposed by him if he dares to be unfavorable to saplings, smart people will definitely not do it now.And judging from his arrangement, it should be that he intends to fish in troubled waters when everyone is gathering... Hanamura somehow thought of something, his eyes flickered, then he raised his head and smiled slowly at Miaomu.

"Haha, you're right. Maybe I'm too nervous, because of what Monokuma said before, I can't help but speculate on my classmates with a bad attitude... Haha, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, haha..."

He left in a daze.

However, seedlings stood where they were, watching his leaving back, but gradually restrained the smile on his lips.

When he was not smiling, there was a calm aura of experience in the world between his brows, and his emerald-like eyes did not blink, as if thinking of something, and a complex expression of helplessness and meaningfulness appeared on his face.

After a moment of silence, he turned around as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the main hall still carrying the food box.

"The kitchen has been cleaned up, Komaeda-kun, how is your progress?"

Opening the hall door, Komaeda was laying the carpet, half kneeling on the ground, and raised his head upon hearing the sound.

"My side is almost there, and I can finally complete the request of the Ten God Lords on time." He laughed.

"Thank you!" Naegi said, raising the food box in his hand, "I was so busy that I forgot to eat just now, and it happened that Hanamura-kun brought us a copy, and Komaeda-kun should take a rest first." Komaeda came.

The floor design here is quite strange. I don’t know what to think about it. There are still a lot of gaps between the wooden boards, and the ground below is even visible. Not only is it not waterproof and insect-proof, it is even very easy to trip people.

Seedling was thinking about something, and it was inevitable that he didn't put his mind on his feet. Komaeda just stood up to pick up the food box in his hand, but his feet were not stable, when he heard the brown-haired boy suddenly and unexpectedly "Wow", he was hit by the floor again. The gap stumbled.

Without even thinking about it, Komaeda reached out to help him, and Naegi also reflexively held his forearm.Both of them were unsteady, and when the center of gravity was slightly shifted during the pull, neither of them was spared. Seeing that Komaeda was also torn off by herself, Naegi panicked and subconsciously hugged each other.

As if he hit something on the table next to him when he raised his hand, Miao Mu's back felt a sharp dull pain, which made him bite his lip and snort.When he opened his eyes, he was about to say something to Komaeda apologetically, but a cold light flashed in his field of vision, and the sharp knife fell from above, stabbing right at the side of Naegi's neck.

The right distance is just right enough that not even a trace of skin has been cut, but it can make people feel the invisible danger and stinging pain. Sensually sensitive skin seems to be stung by the too sharp sharpness.

Seedling: "..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he was horrified by this inexplicable move. He lay trembling on the ground, so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Komaeda pressed against him, although he didn't make a sound, the subtlety in his heart was no less subtle than that of seedlings.

Very confused, caught in a dilemma.

So, is this lucky?Or is it unfortunate?

Overwhelming, the aura belonging to Komaeda Nagito enveloped the sapling.

The extremely familiar but slightly long-lost feeling on the body stimulates the sensitive nerve endings. The emotional movement is very subtle but extremely vivid. The hot blood rushes from the heart, like a wave, and the heat sweeps across the whole body in an instant, scorching hot. His fingertips trembled slightly.

Seedling lost his mind for a moment uncontrollably, his pupils were out of focus, and he just stared at the zenith above unconsciously. The thin skylight penetrated the window glass that had not been wiped for a long time, making the light and shadow dim and depressing, as if there was a layer of darkness everywhere. Like a hazy gray gauze, the floating dust slowly settles in the field of vision.

The air is silent, time and breathing seem to be extended infinitely at this moment, thump, thump, only the beating of the organ in the chest cavity is getting more and more out of order.The sound of agitation was transmitted to the brain along the passage in the body, and the seedlings did not know that his ears were stained a little red, and the breath exhaled from the nose was full of damp tremors.

The joy and nostalgia like drizzle soaked the tip of my heart, and while I couldn't help feeling happy, there was also a kind of indistinct pain.

For a moment, Naegi didn't even know what he was thinking.

Maybe it's because he can still clearly realize that the Komaeda Nagito at this moment is actually not the Komaeda-senpai with whom he has countless memories.

Although he is still the same person, there are some things that are extremely important and cherished to him will be completely gone, destined to be left behind in the depths of the old time.

Perhaps Komaeda's previous deeds were indeed successful. He deliberately taught him early on what it's like to be in love, what is love, what is longing, and what is only you. The flowers that have emerged have already taken root deeply, and the slightest touch can make people feel emotionally involved. At this moment, even he himself cannot make the seedlings really let go.

After a moment of silence, he put his hands on Komaeda's shoulders, pushed him lightly, and then sat up after the other party got up.

Just now when he was a little distracted, Miaomu moved unconsciously. The cold and stinging feeling when the sharp dagger was attached to his neck still remained on his skin. He raised his hand to cover the side of his neck, lowered his head, and gently There was a "hiss".

The phalanges of Miaomu's fingers are very slender, and a little bit of bright red blood overflowed from the gap between the fingers. Against the white and transparent skin, it looked shocking to the eye, but he didn't make a sound of pain, just so peacefully Sitting on the spot, he exhaled slowly, his brows stretched, his eyes warm and quiet, as if he was very grateful for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Looking at it like this, people always feel that he is so good that it makes people feel distressed.

Komaeda carefully observed his expression, thinking about how to answer Naegi's possible question later, originally with a very subtle and extremely interested state of mind, but at the moment when he saw his neck injury, his face slightly Suddenly, a slight regret welled up in his eyes.

Especially when the sapling made a sound, the trace of regret became more and more vivid, and even the vague expression became weird.

Not questioning why there was a murder weapon here, nor questioning him, the brown-haired boy looked back at the dagger on the ground, and sighed happily: "Fortunately, nothing happened."

He looked up at Komaeda who was stunned for a moment, his clear eyes seemed to have a kind of insightful understanding and tolerance, but he looked as if nothing had happened, but he smiled suddenly.

"That's great, Komaeda-kun."

What a big heart, it's just such a simple sigh.

However, Nagito Komaeda still couldn't help but take a deep look at him, his eyes were so dark that it was hard to distinguish.

There is a feeling that Komaeda vaguely noticed when Makoto Naegi showed unusual attention to him, which seemed to be there from the beginning of the meeting. Now that feeling is more like gradually emerging from the water. He could no longer ignore a vague guess in his heart.

Sapling Makoto seemed to be looking at another person through himself.

A man whose nature might be very similar to his.

...how unpleasant.

Just thinking of this possibility, his heart sank immediately, and he couldn't help but fell into a gloomy and jealous state of mind.

As a result, it was Hinata holding a few coconuts that broke the tension that seemed to exist in the air.

"Hello—Miaomu, how is the cleaning progress? Do you need my help?" The person who came came first, the closed indoor corridor amplified the sound of footsteps clearly, and the old wooden floor made the sound of being overwhelmed.Hinata walked to the front of the main hall, looked up and saw Naegi and Komaeda were very close, Komaeda turned his back to him and couldn't see his expression clearly, but Naegi was facing his direction, just sitting on the ground looking up at Komaeda, The smile is soft and clean.

"Uh, Komaeda, why are you here..." He thought of something, and the words got stuck in the middle, his face suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he even took a step back subconsciously, "I'm just here to send some condolences." Picking up the coconut in the net pocket on the handle, he carefully explained, "Just now I picked it from the coconut tree on the beach with Zuo Tian, ​​Zhong Li, and Bian Gu Shan... it shouldn't bother you, right?"

The last sentence was an embarrassing question, at least for Hinata.

He didn't expect Komaeda to be with saplings at this time, how should I put it... Sure enough, their relationship has become very good?He couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and he had a bad intuition that he accidentally bumped into something.

"No, thank you Hinata-kun." Naegi smiled, and said, bending his legs, turning his body slightly, while covering up the injury on the side of his neck, while blocking the knife next to him.

Komaeda also glanced back at Hinata, with a moody look in his eyes for a moment.

Hyuga: "..."

He really has a feeling that he is very redundant and not suitable to appear here.

"Then since you're here, Komaeda, I'll go first." He bite the bullet and bid farewell, almost impatient to leave, "I still have to deliver coconuts to Nanami and Hanamura at the hotel, so I'm leaving first."

Naegi: "Eh...?"

He froze for a moment, but he still didn't quite understand why Hinata's attitude was like running away, but it didn't seem like he found something wrong here, he was puzzled, and he couldn't help showing a bit of innocent bewilderment on his face.

On the other hand, Komaeda's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyelashes were moved, his eyes were slightly rippling, and a shocking light and shadow flashed across the waves.

He realized something in an instant, his lips moved slightly, and he hesitated to speak.

However, Komaeda quickly realized that Naegi is still living in Hinata's dormitory. In fact, he always has some unspeakable subtleties and dissatisfaction in his heart. After that, he intentionally fell silent.

"Komaeda-kun."

In the end, it was Naegi who broke the silence.

He slightly lowered his eyelids, and called out his name in a soft voice, the peace and peace in that voice made Komaeda unconsciously fix his eyes on his face.

When he noticed this, it suddenly dawned on him that he probably paid too much attention to Makoto Naegi, which was beyond his initial expectation, and was even more exciting than his classmates with super high school-level talents. I care about myself.

"Naegi-kun doesn't seem surprised at all."

In the end, it turned out that he himself broke the layer of window paper.Komaeda smiled at Yan Yan, with deep meaning in his eyes, bent down, and gently wrapped his fingers around him, seeing that his fingertips were also stained with thin blood, and the curvature of his lips appeared extremely playful.

"I found that you seem to know a lot..."

His voice gradually lowered, and there was a hint of charm in the hoarseness. His fingers caressed the back of the seedling's hand almost charmingly, and the heat of the palm permeated deep through the thin skin. Extremely seductive, clearly smiling, but the almost piercing gaze shot straight at him like a sharp arrow.

"Aren't you going to ask me why? Or, have you already guessed it?"

"Mm...hm." He couldn't help but feel embarrassed in his eyes, his eyes were moist, and he answered very honestly. "Probably have a little idea... If Komaeda-kun's behavior will cause trouble to everyone, I will stop you."

Also very principled.

"Oh--?"

Is the reaction so cute?He couldn't help chuckling.

"It's amazing, it's great, Sapling-kun..."

He lowered his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the gray-green eyes widened in surprise in the brown hair of seedlings, and his slightly parted lips.

Komaeda's breath floated on his sensitive neck, Naegi couldn't bear the weakness of his back, and heard him laughing and sighing in his ear: "You really fascinate me..."

Seedling was supposed to be about to say something, but because of his leaning posture, his body leaned back slightly, and a bright color quickly appeared on his cheeks, as if the blood was boiling under the translucent skin. It spread to the small earlobe, and the face turned completely red.

It is impossible to stagger their eyes at all. The staring between them may only be for a short moment, but it becomes extraordinarily long in the senses, as if all the endless time is engulfed between each other.Nagito Komaeda stared deeply at Makoto Naegi, and there was something in his eyes, he didn't expect that meaning at first, but his body couldn't help getting closer, his blood-stained fingers caressed the boy's soft and clean side face, his Adam's apple rolled, There was fire in his eyes, as if possessed by a demon, and he lowered his head obsessively when the other party was so nervous that his eyelashes trembled.

There was a rustling sound of the cloth, and the seedling was panting, and was imprisoned by the suddenly suppressed black shadow without any resistance.

Even consciousness fell into chaos.

Warm breath escaped from between the lips and teeth.I don't know whose breath it came from, but the moist and scorching gas infiltrated into the depths of the chest cavity, and suddenly there was a feeling of drowsiness.

In just a moment, the crazy emotions dispelled the reason all at once.

The handsome face in the field of vision also became blurred in the hot air, all the sensory senses were invaded by the sweet breath from the other party, everything became hazy and intoxicated, only the feeling on the lips became more vivid.

How long has it been since you violated it?The other party's lips rubbed against his lips, and the tip of the tongue was gently licked and sucked. Whether it was temperature or touch, the passion and heat ignited were extremely familiar to the body.It belongs to the once intimate and gentle lover in his memory. Even if he closes his eyes, he can still describe the shape and corners of his lips, but now there is a trace of strangeness that he cannot ignore. dig out.

It's okay, everything will be fine... He said this in his heart, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red, glowing with emotion.

The breath blends indistinguishably close to each other, the warmth of the body is like a boat in the sea of ​​bitterness, and for a moment, Naegi's throat will overflow with a sound that is similar to sobs, he does not want to be noticed by Komaeda, his chest heaves, his heart is turbulent, and he can't help it. I couldn't help but raised my head, unable to restrain the overwhelming greed and desire, and entangled him with great enthusiasm.

In a daze, Komaeda's fingertips touched his fingertips lightly, like magnets attracting each other, his fingers inserted into his fingertips, the skin-to-skin touch was warm and soft—Naegi unexpectedly It felt as if my heart was being pinched in his palm.

How much do I like you?

Just interlocking the ten fingers, there is boundless joy and pain in my heart, even the soul will be crushed by you.

Tears flowed from the candle, and the glow of the flame reflected a warm and soft color on the skin. It was not very bright, but it also allowed some extremely delicate and obscure ambiguities to quietly grow in the dimness.

After an unknown amount of time, Komaeda let go of the sapling reluctantly.

When you are awake, it is probably not worthwhile to have too close contact.He let go of the fingers that he had unknowingly clasped saplings, frowning slightly as if wondering how he could make such an intimate gesture.However, the psychological impulse came faster than the rational action. He let go of the holding hands, and at the same time tightly held the other's wrist, as nervous as if he was afraid that the sapling would escape immediately. Komaeda's fingers pressed Touching the young man's smooth skin, he used force but forbearance, and stroked the protruding bone on his wrist with his fingertips.

The knuckles of the fingers were vigorous and slender, the skin was as smooth as silk, and the touch mixed with Qi Nian also showed a kind of graceful and elegant charm, and the inconspicuous movements vividly explained the ups and downs of his mood.

Why do you do this?Why can't I control myself all of a sudden?The desire to get closer, to kiss, or even more came so suddenly, without Komaeda being very clear about it, he acted out of bounds without authorization.

The desire and fascination for this person is like instinct.

For a moment, he couldn't tell the reason why he lost control, and he couldn't understand the attitude of the seedlings. He didn't refuse or refuse, and even later... At least he didn't hate it?Komaeda couldn't help but hold his breath and lowered his head to stare at the seedling lying on the ground. The other party also looked a little dazed, but his figure was clearly reflected in those warm and clear eyes—he suddenly raised his hand to cover his face. eyes, sighed with a rare look of embarrassment.

"Sapling-kun, stop looking at me like this, I can't help it..."

The hoarse voice still had a strong sense of sex, it was helpless, meaningful, and even showed a slightly deliberate smile.

The brown-haired boy understood his subtext almost instantly, his cheeks blushed, his elbows rested on the floor below him, and his body moved a few times uncomfortably.

"H-I'm sorry, Komaeda-kun, I..." He muttered.

"I'm the one who should say I'm sorry." He laughed, his eyelashes drooped, and a small fan-shaped gray shadow fell under his eyelids, "Uh... sorry, although it may sound like a sophistry, in fact, I At the beginning, I never thought that I would treat people of the same gender..."

"Eh? Aren't you?" Miao Mu suddenly pulled his hand away, with a look of shock and surprise on his face.

"Uh—I...I probably am?" Komaeda looked at him uncertainly.

Seedling: "..."

Komaeda: "..."

Reminiscent of the first meeting between the two of them in the true sense, Makoto Naogi's expression was a little subtle. Ever since he knew the hope synesthesia device hidden in the underground of Hope's Peak Academy, he had been vaguely guessing that the possibility of reappearing It surfaced that their meeting and acquaintance might not be completely purely accidental, but that Senior Komaeda was deliberately looking for an opportunity to get close to him...

He coughed twice suddenly, calmly covering up his secret embarrassment.Is he embarrassed or secretly happy now, I don't know, it's obviously something that the more you think about it, the more you think about it, okay?

It's fatal, it's really fatal...

"...Naegi-kun?" Komaeda called out tentatively, tightening his fingers around Naegi's wrist.

What, what's the matter——

His scalp was numb from the strange eyes of the seedlings, and he suddenly had a feeling that something was wrong.

His eyes drifted away, and when he touched the boy's lips, he avoided it as if being touched by a flame, but his excellent memory was still able to clearly describe every detail of that glance.Seedling's lips were particularly rosy, and because he had sucked them in his mouth for a long time, there was a little water on them, and the ambiguous traces of being loved by others were so clear that outsiders could see them at a glance.And he remembers the soft touch, and his temperature...

Komaeda's cheeks also flushed red, his skin was clear and fair, and the change in his blush was particularly conspicuous.

A smile appeared in Naegi's eyes, and he shook his head lightly.

He could see his unsteadiness and hesitation, was it because Komaeda was in a more passive state at this time?He didn't know his identity, and compared to the gentle and calm senior Komaeda in his memory, his attitude was more cautious and real, more suspicious and more youthful.

Seeing him shaking his head, Komaeda's heart trembled suddenly, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Naegi's gentle words reach his ears.

"Komaeda-kun doesn't need to apologize to me." He smiled slightly, his brows stretched, with a gentle look on his face, "Because it's you, you can do anything to me."

He also doesn't want to just live in the past, where there are only yellowing memories, but there is no real you.