[Net King] Pilgrim

I don't know if it was because of the angle of looking up, the moment Machida saw Echizen Ryoma, he suddenly remembered that when she fell to the ground before, he stood in front of her, looked at her calmly and said: "At least if it is in this state. "

So in the next second, she immediately turned her head to look at the can of drink on her table, then quickly stood up from her seat, and said to Echizen Ryoma, "Wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about his reaction, and quickly walked around to another set of tables and chairs from the back of the classroom, picked up the jar and returned the same way.

Echizen Ryoma stood there watching her move back and forth across a row of seats, and finally stopped in front of him, smiling and handing over a can of soda, "The competition went well, thank you for your encouragement before."

He paused, his eyes fell on the bottle, and he heard her say again: "I don't know what you like to drink, so... I picked the flavor I often buy."

In fact, Machida was worried about whether Echizen Ryoma would not drink soda at all, but this idea was quickly ruled out by her, because as soon as this worry arose, she immediately remembered that she was at Eshima Shrine The scene where he was almost accidentally injured by a drink can at the entrance of the main hall.

Of course... that's not to say she holds a grudge.

So although I don't know his preferences, there shouldn't be anything wrong with buying a can of soda, but the taste... can't be forced, and her memory is not good enough to restore what the can looked like at that time.

You can see Echizen Ryoma's expression...

... Well, he didn't show any expression.

He kept silent, and Machida pursed his lips unconsciously, feeling a burst of embarrassment, and even the raised arms became stiffer.

There were not many people in the class during the lunch break, but there were still some whispers because of her actions.

Just when she was thinking about whether to put the things directly on his table, Horio who was sitting next to him and being ignored suddenly whispered: "That...Echizen usually drinks grape flavor."

Machida was stunned when he heard the words, and after a while he said "ah" bluntly, and silently withdrew his hand, holding the soda in front of his chest.

How about... buy another can?

She was about to turn around, but Echizen Ryoma suddenly raised his hand, and took the jar from her arms naturally and smoothly.

Before Machida could react from his sudden movement, he heard him say flatly: "It's nothing."

Was he answering her thank you just now, or was he referring to the plum-flavored soda?

In doubt, he had already lifted the ring with his fingers, and there was an instant "呲" sound from the mouth of the bottle.

Machida felt his heart tremble imperceptibly along with the airflow from the gap.

When she was a little dazed, she caught a glimpse of someone walking towards her out of the corner of her eye.The squad leader shuffled around worryingly, frowned and stared at a piece of white paper in her hand, and her glasses on the bridge of her nose tended to slip off because of her drooping head.

As the distance got closer, Horio stopped her and reminded, "Aihara, it's dangerous to walk with your head down like this."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Aihara stopped in her tracks and raised her head in a daze.

Seeing her in a daze, Machida looked curiously at the piece of paper in her hand.When the light shines through the back of the paper, you can vaguely see the light ink stains on it, like a form or something.

Horio asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Aihara lowered his head, "The registration form for the cultural festival will be handed in tomorrow, but the program of the show has not been decided yet."

Hearing what she said, Machida remembered the school culture festival to be held next month.

At Qingxue's school festival, in addition to the most traditional class presentations, there will also be a school-wide cultural performance.She remembered that there was a class vote last week in order to decide the theme of the class presentation.

Matsuzaki, who had just stepped into the classroom, leaned over upon hearing the words, and immediately came up with several ideas in his head, "Dance? Drama? Chorus?"

Aihara found a seat in front and sat down, lazily hugging the back of the chair, "I've considered everything you said, but it probably won't work." She sighed, "I asked, no one in the class has a dance Skills, those who can make two gestures at the end of the day feel that they can't do it. The drama club refuses to borrow props and costumes, and if they sing in a chorus... I found out that the program of Class D is a chorus."

That's definitely because I don't want to clash with other people's programs.

Horio asked again why he couldn't borrow costumes from the drama club.

As soon as Machida heard their heated discussions, he knew that he had never been interested in such activities, so he habitually began to search for suitable words in his mind, intending to withdraw from their topic.

Standing aside, she hadn't come up with anything yet, when she heard Aihara suddenly ask, "Where's Echizen-kun? Do you have any ideas, or would you like to participate?"

Echizen Ryoma sat on the edge of his table, holding a half-drinked soda in his hand, rolled his eyelids, but did not answer for a long while.

When Machida saw this, he yelled in his heart, "No!" Now that he was asking him, maybe it would be his turn next, so he racked his brains to think of countermeasures.

Seeing him being so calm and silent, it was Horio who spoke first, pulling the corner of his mouth, "Echizen probably doesn't have any interest. In that guy's world, tennis is... tennis." After speaking, he turned around and continued the topic just now. "If it's because some class damaged the costumes of the drama club before, then it's not easy to borrow them. But when it comes to chorus...chorus can't do it, what about solo singing?"

Aihara frowned, "Solo singing is too challenging, why not sing in chorus." No matter how many people sing in chorus, whether it's out of courage or the psychology of fishing in troubled waters, at least it is relatively easy to mobilize everyone to participate. As for solo singing...

The more Machida heard it, the more he felt that he had to leave quickly, "That..."

Matsuzaki tilted his head, "I think I should ask everyone first? Maybe some students are willing."

"That's right, how do you know if you don't try!" Horio shouted loudly, but was killed by Aihara with a look, "Then Horio-kun, go and sing a song!"

"Why me!"

Machida stood aside and sighed. In fact, he didn't need to say hello at all and just left.

Horio was being forced to ask questions, so he casually pulled the people around him to block the gun, "Why don't you ask Echizen! Or..." He turned his head, "Or Machida!"

Just as Machida was about to lift his foot, his body suddenly stopped when he heard the words, and when he looked up, he found that several people were looking at her in unison... and Echizen Ryoma.

She widened her eyes, looked at Horio's hand pointing at her, and in the next second, her brain began to work rapidly on the question of how to get out.

Before she could get a quick idea, Matsuzaki who was standing on the other side of the seat suddenly said, "Ah Yi? She shouldn't be able to do it. We asked her to go to KTV before, but she said that she can't sing very well, and she rarely listens to music." .”

Following Matsuzaki's voice, several people looked at her curiously.

At that moment, Machida felt that his brain, which was running fast, was stuck with a "click".

After rewinding the strings, her first reaction was to secretly look up at Echizen Ryoma.

If she remembered correctly... not only had he heard her sing, but he also knew that she often listened to music.

When Machida looked at him, he was still in the original posture, drinking soda with his head raised.

As if aware of her gaze, he raised his head, but squinted at her sideways from the corner of his eyes.Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, she could detect an imperceptible narrowness in his eyes at that time.

Was it because he didn't have the guts to look at him, Machida quickly withdrew his gaze, and after thinking about it for a while, decided to continue pretending to be an idiot with the cheek.

She stabilized her emotions and was about to speak when she suddenly heard Echizen Ryoma calling her: "Machida."

She froze, and immediately looked sideways at him, with a bit of panic hidden between her brows and eyes that she didn't even notice.

His seat was by the window, and the midday sun poured in from the window in large swaths, climbing up his back along the table top.From Machida's perspective, he leaned against the table as if he was leaning against the sun, which was a little dazzling.

The few people around him also looked at him, as if they were a little surprised, surprised that the person who had been silent all this time actually spoke.

Echizen Ryoma put the finished beverage can on the table, his eyes stayed behind her for a moment calmly, then raised his eyes to meet her obviously disturbed eyes, "My chair."

Chair?

Machida was stunned on the spot with an inexplicable expression on his face, and looked at his chair, the place where the chair was originally placed was now empty.

She blinked, and after a few seconds, she finally extracted the memory point from her brain, and looked behind her.

She remembered...when she was lecturing to Horio just now, she casually pulled a chair over to sit on, and didn't notice who it belonged to for a moment. Now it seems... no wonder he was standing all the time.

Machida felt a little embarrassed for a moment, raised his hand to fiddle with the broken hair on his forehead as a cover, and finally managed to say: "...Sorry."

She turned her back, closed her eyes with a headache, for a moment, she even suspected that Echizen Ryoma was clearly trying to tease her!

But no matter what, it was her own miscalculation, she sighed slightly, and put his chair back in place while Aihara and the others looked at each other.

After putting down the chair and turning around, I found that Echizen Ryoma was standing behind her at some point, within arm's reach.

Machida was about the same height as him, and when he raised his eyes, he met his amber eyes, and was stunned for a while.

She took a step back instinctively in astonishment, but unexpectedly, the soles of her feet were blocked by the legs of the chair, and she fell down on his seat all at once.

Echizen Ryoma didn't frighten her guilt at all, he stood still and reached for the test paper on the table, "Why don't you try."

His sudden words froze her whole body, and she ignored the dizziness caused by the fall, and glanced at the few people opposite him from his side.

The three of them got together again, concentrating on discussing the issue of program selection, and didn't seem to notice this.

Machida breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at Echizen Ryoma.

He was standing right in front of her. Although he was talking to her, he didn't look at her at all. His attention fell on the test paper he was holding in his hand, and his eyes moved as if he was browsing the judgment questions on the test paper.

His slender fingers are pinching the edge of the paper, and the joints are very well-proportioned.

Thinking of his question just now, she looked away unnaturally, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I don't take part in such activities very much." After a pause, "I'm worried that if I distract too much energy, it will affect my life." academic performance and competition."

When she talked about the competition, she was a little bit unconfident. After all, she had just finished the competition the day before, so there was nothing to affect her.

Echizen Ryoma looked normal, and changed the lower test paper in his hand to the upper one, "It's just to participate in a cultural festival."

"And if it's you Machida, even if you shift your focus a little bit, you can still be at the top of the grade in terms of grades."

Machida was slightly taken aback, it seemed that he was a little surprised that he would say this, and he couldn't help but look up at him.

He must have encountered some kind of problem. He was frowning at this moment, his eyes were fixed on the paper, and his pupils had a light background because they were facing the light.

She raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, but she didn't intend to be modest at all, "That's true, but I'm afraid it's still a bit difficult to stabilize the top three grades in the grade."

When Echizen Ryoma heard the words, there was a vague smile on his lips. Machida was still curious when he noticed it, thinking that he figured out the problem so quickly?

Then he heard his unhurried tone in the next second, "If you mean that the ranking may drop from the top three in the grade to the top ten in the grade, or occasionally, I don't think it is an impact."

"..."

"But listen to what you said." He finally arranged the test papers and stacked them on the table, and looked at her, "Why do you ask yourself so much?"

Before she could answer, he continued to ask, "Do you like studying?"

Does she enjoy studying?

... Only when her brain is flooded will she like to study.

Machida was left speechless by the question, helplessness and depression gradually appeared on his face, after a while, he looked up at Echizen Ryoma almost with some resentment.

Rarely has she been so lacking in confidence, with bad emotions written on her face unabashedly.

Echizen Ryoma looked at her for a few seconds, then looked away, moved slightly to the side, and casually put the paper on the table into the schoolbag on this side.

He moved away from her, and Machida suddenly felt the pressure around him disappear.

She stood up slowly, as if she was still thinking about what he said just now, she couldn't help but look sideways.

Echizen Ryoma was bending slightly to close the zipper of his schoolbag, his expression normal.Although he didn't look unhappy at all, at that moment Machida suddenly blamed himself in his heart for glaring at him like that just now.

He obviously wanted to encourage her.

The moment he straightened up, she suddenly looked away, subconsciously about to leave.

Before she lifted her foot, Echizen Ryoma beside her suddenly said, "Machida."

She stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

He stared straight ahead, and after a long silence, he said calmly, "Go and try."