[Net King] Pilgrim

In November, Qingxue Cultural Festival.

Machida had an early morning together.

"Video?" Sitting at the table, she sipped kelp soup and looked at Machida Hisashi for some reason, "What is the video like?"

"When recording your performance." He poured a glass of milk, with a half-smile, "Mom bought a new handheld camera, and said she wanted to record your highlight moments."

Machida raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced at his mother busy in the kitchen with a smile on her face.

The school gave each student a ticket for the cultural festival, allowing family members to visit. She knew that her mother was very active in preparing for it early in the morning, but she was a little surprised by how active she was.

"She looks happier than when she attended my parent-teacher meeting." Machida smiled.

The father smiled, "Of course, there are often parent meetings, but it's not often that you perform on stage."

"When your father finishes his work, I will go to school with him later." The mother said lightly, and took out two lunch boxes from the kitchen and put them on the dining table. "Here, here is your lunch."

"So many!" Machida stared wide-eyed at the two-story lacquer box in front of him.

"A lot? I originally planned to make three layers for you."

Her eyes widened, and she froze in astonishment.

Machida laughed softly, stood up and patted her on the head, "Clean up, it's time to go."

As soon as Machida came back to his senses, he randomly stuffed two pieces of kamaboko into his mouth, cleaned up and went out with him.

The weather in Tokyo is getting cooler, the ginkgo trees on both sides of the street have already lost their leaves and branches, and the temperature has begun to drop seriously day by day.

Qingxue’s cultural festival has a long history. Every year, there are various and strange activities. In addition to the teachers and students of the school, there will also be external tourists. It is almost the most grand campus event in Qingxue’s entire school year.

It was still early when the two arrived at the school, and most of the campus was full of students who had arranged the exhibition area in advance.

Separated from Machida Hisashi in front of the teaching building, Machida walked through a forest and went straight to the class exhibition place of his class.From a distance, she saw Xiangyuan leading a few people beside the school's walking path to set up a booth, and she ran over to help, "Xianyuan!"

Aihara looked up and saw her, "Come on, Hajime! Let's build a booth together!"

Their class today mainly sells snacks and desserts made by the students themselves, as well as some DIY handmade creative products.Machida didn't make these very often, and her hands were clumsy. It took her mother to guide her for a long time before she managed to bake some cookies. Although the taste was okay, the appearance was really mediocre.

The ceiling is raised high, and in front of the shed there are two exhibition tables put together, covered with light blue square cloth.Aihara was arranging the locations for the exhibits, when he suddenly remembered that the decorative ribbons were still in the classroom, and looked at the people beside him with some embarrassment, "Yi, can you help me go to the classroom to get the ribbons? I have to keep Here, I can’t get away.”

"Okay, I'll get it."

After asking about the specific location, Machida rushed to the teaching building in a hurry.

She rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the corner of the classroom, and finally found a large bundle of ribbons that was bundled in a mess, and her fluffy hands couldn't hold it, so she had to hug it.

"I hope it can be taken over safely." She muttered.

As a result, as soon as she walked out of the teaching building, a large handful of colored ribbons held in front of her chest suddenly scattered with a "crash", and each strand of ribbon was hung all over her body in an instant.

What did she just say...

Machida stood in the open space in front of the building, trying to take off the ribbon wrapped around her body, there was no one around, otherwise she would have died laughing at her appearance, she was just like a willow tree now.

When Echizen Ryoma appeared, what he saw was Machida Kazu whose whole body was surrounded by colored strips.

"Hey."

She froze for a moment, then turned to look at him.

There was no need to wear a uniform on the day of the school festival, and Echizen Ryoma looked casual in his private clothes at this time, and the white sweater made his face extra soft.

He sized her up, "...what are you doing?"

Machida sighed, "Do you believe me when I say I'm in cosplay?" After speaking, he spread his hands, "Obviously, I'm obsessed."

She lowered her head and continued to work, "Echizen, you can help me talk to Aihara..." Her vision suddenly went dark.

Echizen Ryoma walked up to her, swept around the messy things hanging on her body, suddenly raised his hand and picked up a section of ribbon hanging on her shoulder, tossed it aside, and then picked up a piece of ribbon hanging in mid-air , skimming around the top of her head to the other side.

Machida froze in place.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Echizen Ryoma's eyebrows and eyes very close at hand. He was handsome and lazy, and he was focusing on untying the messy ribbons with no expression.

She was startled, subconsciously dodged back, but saw him frowning imperceptibly, "Don't move."

Then she really didn't dare to move.

In front of him was Echizen Ryoma's handsome and unruly face, full of clean youthful demeanor.

She had never been so close to him.Machida felt that his heartbeat was not at the normal frequency at all, his cheeks were a little hot, and even his breathing slowed down unconsciously.

As winter is approaching, the sun is quiet and calm, and there is a faint fragrance of roses in the clear air.

The things wrapped around her body were quickly untied, and the ribbons fell on the ground intertwined, drawing irregular circles at her feet.

Only at this time did Echizen Ryoma notice that Machida Kazu was a little different today.

The beige cotton shirt has a clean texture and a loose neckline that is slightly rolled up.The shirt was probably a bit long, and the hem was folded casually around the waist, and it was hidden in the brown-gray wide-leg pants, and the edges of the trousers were lightly tightened.

She didn't tie her hair up today, it was black and straight, and a few strands were placed on the front of the sweater jacket along the back of the ears, and the ends of her hair were slightly curled.

Simple and refreshing, it suits her temperament very well.

Without the things wrapped around his body, Machida felt a lot more relaxed, and even the tension just now was also reduced.

"Thank you." She looked up.

Echizen Ryoma gave an indisputable "hm", turned and walked towards the walking path.

Machida quickly picked up the colored ribbons on the ground, tied them together again, and chased after them.

The campus is gradually becoming lively, and many booths have been arranged.All kinds of tea sets in the tea ceremony department lined up in a row, and the exhibits in the photography department were majestic. Some classes were making okonomiyaki, and there was a wadaiko in front of the booth.

When I passed by the Ikebana Department, I was greeted with the fragrance of flowers.

Machida couldn't help but look sideways, and saw the staff trimming wicker and flower stems skillfully, "It's narcissus and camellia, no wonder it's so fragrant." She moved her gaze, "Huh? What kind of flower is next to it? It looks so special."

Echizen Ryoma glanced lightly at the light red long round leaves with a lanceolate shape, "It's a snapdragon." After a pause, "Because the flower is shaped like a goldfish."

Machida suddenly realized "Ah", "It's so easy to remember, I like such flowers."

"The reason is really special."

"I don't know many flowers. It takes a few times to remember. Of course, the more distinctive the better." After finishing speaking, he sighed helplessly, "Actually, I am blind to flowers."

She looked at Echizen Ryoma, "I think you can understand."

"Understand what?"

"Aren't you..." Face blind?

He looked at her lightly, with a hint of puzzlement.

Machida suppressed the inexplicable smile on his lips, turned his head and changed the subject, "...it's nothing, don't worry about it, let's go, the school festival is about to start." After finishing speaking, he quickly ran a few steps.

Echizen Ryoma looked at her back, and didn't bother to ask further questions.

After reluctantly taking the ribbon back to the class booth, Aihara kept apologizing, "I'm so sorry! It's because I didn't tie it properly yesterday that it cost you so much effort."

Machida took a sip of water, smiled and waved his hands, "It's all right."

A few boys stepped on the chairs to hang the ribbons on the ceiling, and after finishing the final layout work, a simple yet exquisite small booth appeared impressively.

Some girls put the food they made on the booth, such as cherry blossom water Xinxuan pancake, red bean mochi, taiyaki... At first glance, all of them are delicate and elegant, and their appearance is very delicate.

Machida couldn't help admiring in his heart, there are so many talents in his class!

She looked at the cookies she made again, placed them on the stage monotonously, shook her head in disgust, "It's so ugly."

She turned her head and saw the snack box in Echizen Ryoma's hand. Through the transparent membrane, she could see the exquisite wagashi inside at a glance, and asked in shock, "You made it!?"

Echizen Ryoma put things on the booth, "My cousin."

As soon as Machida understood it, he took a closer look, his eyes straightened, "It's so well made...it's just as good as the ones sold in the store!"

Echizen Ryoma turned his head to look at her, "Why are you so curious about everything?"

"Few people can do one thing to the extreme. Your family is really amazing." Machida looked up at him with a smile, "Of course, you are also amazing."

Echizen Ryoma was stunned for a rare moment, his eyes fell on her raised eyebrows, the original clear pupils were even more radiant in the sunlight.

He was silent, "What did you do?"

"Aha..." Machida smiled awkwardly, and pointed to the booth, "The ugliest one."

Echizen Ryoma looked along, scanned around, stared at a wooden box with the lid lifted, and reached out to take it.

"This?" He raised his eyebrows.

"...It looks really ugly."

Echizen Ryoma slightly hooked the corners of his lips, took out a biscuit from inside, and opened the transparent package.

Seeing this, Machida hurriedly said, "Hey, this is for sale today, so we can't eat it."

He paused, then turned to look at her, "Can it be sold?"

"..."

... If you can't sell it, you won't eat it!

But it turns out that her masterpiece is not selling very well...

Near noon, the busy classmates began to rest. Machida looked at the almost intact biscuit box as if giving up, and went to have lunch in the shed with great enthusiasm.

Matsuzaki was sitting on the edge of the small table, eating heartily, seeing her come over to make room, "Yi, come and sit here."

"Ah thank you."

"By the way, let's work hard for the performance in the afternoon! Don't be nervous!"

"Yeah." Machida nodded with a smile, and when he opened the lunch box, he saw Aihara walking over out of breath, picked up a stool and sat down, obviously very tired.

As the class monitor, she was in charge of the overall situation, and it was really hard work to run around all morning.

As soon as Aihara sat down, everyone noticed that she was following... a deer?

"Ah, I'm going to suffocate me to death!" Horio, wearing a plush suit in the shape of an elk, walked in and sat down on the ground, complaining loudly, "If this is summer, I will definitely not take this job!"

As soon as Machida had a mouthful of tuna sushi, he was wondering where they got this outfit when he heard someone shouting "Sama Ryoma!" excitedly in the distance.

She was startled, and when she was muttering sushi, she bit her tongue suddenly, and it hurt like hell for a moment.

... Ryoma Sama?

Machida covered his mouth in pain, heard the excited shouts getting closer, and ran all the way to the booth of his class.

When she turned her head, she saw Echizen Ryoma walking over carrying a box of water, and a girl followed him into the shed, followed by another girl who looked shy.

"Ryoma Sama! We brought you some snacks!"

"Peng, Pengxiang..."

Echizen Ryoma put the water on the floor beside the table and saw Machida frowning feebly.

He walked over and knocked on the table, "What's wrong?"

"...I bit my tongue." She closed the lunch box, completely lost the mood to eat.

Obviously, Echizen Ryoma couldn't do anything about this kind of thing, so he pulled a stool and sat opposite.

After he sat down, the table in front of him was quickly filled with snacks and desserts, and there were people explaining, chattering so lively.

"Ryoma Sama! These are made by Sakurano! This one is Nagasaki cake, this one is fruit tart, and this one is Kingawayaki..."

A group of students next to him immediately gathered at the table when they heard the words, their eyes were filled with amazement.

Another baker.

As soon as Machida came over, he nodded approvingly with his chin in his hand, and looked up at Echizen Ryoma.

She knows that he has always been very popular. Many girls in the grade often stuff gifts into his seat openly and secretly, and have everything to eat and drink, but they have never seen any response from him, and even distributed the pile of things to classmates. .

She lowered her eyes, and suddenly remembered the box of biscuits she couldn't get out of. After being choked by Echizen Ryoma in the morning, she angrily took all the rest back and refused to give him.

Now that I think about it, I feel quite naive.

Where would he lack these things.