[Naruto Cassette] The love-hate relationship between the sweet party and the salty party

The author has something to say: For the follow-up of the magician meme, you can find the previous article in the column [Attraction]

How the apology turned into a date is still unknown, anyway... Mr. Uchiha was quite distressed after being discharged from the hospital.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, it is the day when he will make an appointment with the magician he admires. The magician's performance this time is abroad. Obito was admitted to the hospital due to an accident and then discharged, so he can only stay in the foreign country for a while.He knew in his heart that it would take half an hour to travel from the hotel to the designated restaurant by car, so it took four to ten minutes to choose clothes suitable for a private meeting, and two to ten minutes to hesitate at the entrance before going out. At this time, he looked at his watch, It happened to be 10:10, neither early nor late, the time card was perfect.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling.There are expectations, but more are still awkward, just stuck in the heart and can't come and go.On the way to the appointment, Obito kept thinking, what kind of date is this? The magician must be joking.

Just kidding.After all, they had only met once formally, and they were not familiar with each other at all.

Oh, it should be said that the magician is not familiar with Obito Uchiha unilaterally. Who would have thought that there would be such a person who began to pay attention to him so many years ago, and still has a grudge about him until now?

In short, at noon at twelve o'clock, two "unfamiliar" people met on time.

Lunch time passed quickly. In the western restaurant, there were only whispers under the sound of the piano, and even the slight collision of knives and forks revealed extraordinarily seriousness.They didn't talk much the whole time, and at this moment the sense of distance came out, Obito quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this kind of unfamiliarity is normal.

In addition to the occasional conversation, he couldn't help but look at the man sitting opposite.The magician took off his cloak and put on a casual suit jacket, just like ordinary people, full of breath of life.

Obito originally thought that he had seen too many magicians in the spotlight, but seeing him now would be very uncomfortable, just like suddenly seeing an idol he admired in private is not glamorous in private, more or less in the hearts of fans The gap—but he didn't.It was probably because he had seen this man in his most desolate appearance in the early years. He still remembered the unbuttoned shirt, the washed white jeans, and the messy white hair soaked in sweat. The young magician in his memory was imaginary. It was illusory, but it overlapped with the quiet figure in front of him in a trance.

Ah, he really wasn't that superficial fan.

Mr. Uchiha, who was not superficial at all, was particularly satisfied. He forcibly pulled back the sight that was about to stick to the magician's face. In the blink of an eye, he was attracted by the hand protruding from the cuff again.It was these hands, with fair skin and slender knuckles, which could flexibly manipulate various magic props and cut steaks without making any sound.He stared at the blade sinking lightly into the mixture of meat and sauce, breaking a clear line, as if his appetite had inexplicably increased a bit.

This is the magician he likes, no matter what he does, it looks like a perfect performance...

Very good, and looking down at the food on his plate, Mr. Uchiha, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't eat anymore.

The so-called tasteless food is nothing more than this.

According to the previous plan, it was to watch a movie after dinner, but it was obviously too early now, so the magician proposed to go shopping in the street.

After he mentioned it, Obito remembered that he was still on a "date", and the awkwardness that was wrong surged up again.He regretted that he hadn't seriously told the magician to stop joking just now, and thinking that it was not too late, he opened his mouth, trying to find something to say to relieve the awkward atmosphere, but he just turned around, and his eyes met unexpectedly at this moment.

The magician was talking to him seriously.He couldn't hear what he was talking about, and he couldn't listen to it. He kept playing "how can this person be so good-looking" in his mind-similar to this, and when he slowly recovered, Obito found himself walking side by side with the magician up.

Only then did Obito realize that he was still very superficial.

The reason why I think it doesn't matter what a magician wears is because of the face.

……Oh.

In fact, he seldom went shopping, let alone hanging out with others like this, it was nothing more than a fresh experience to think less about those messy things.

The streets in foreign countries are a bit narrow, and the tables and chairs under the two rows of parasols on the street occupy a lot of space. It seems that the people here are in a peaceful atmosphere and seem leisurely, and this leisurely infects the passing tourists. , The originally hurried pace gradually slowed down.Obito and the magician walked slowly, and before they knew it, the inexplicable embarrassment had been forgotten.

He raised his head and saw that the window sill above a coffee shop was full of gorgeous flowers, and the clusters of colors hung from the branches, just blocking the corner of the shop name.The magician followed his gaze and noticed the scene. He put his right hand behind his back, and gently patted Obito's shoulder with his left hand. When Obito turned around, he raised his hidden hand, A rose appeared between the fingers, with crystal dew on the petals.

"Give it to you."

said the magician.

His movements are extraordinarily natural, as if he is performing a very ordinary behavior.Obito was stunned for a moment, but frowned uncontrollably. He was neither embarrassed nor speechless. His first reaction was to recall the first time he saw the magician—the other party also conjured a flower. For the girl standing in front of the crowd.

At that time, Obito was quite disdainful of this, and turned his head away in disgust, never expecting that one day in the future, he would also receive the flowers conjured by the magician, and they were very meaningful.This made his mood a bit complicated, so he naturally couldn't accept it, so he said: "No need, there is no one who sends flowers to a big man." His tone was a little strange.

Fortunately, the magician just smiled and didn't care at all. However, after retracting his hand, he didn't go any further. Instead, he asked Obito to wait where he was, and walked into the nearby coffee shop alone.Obito didn't understand what he was going to do, and looked in through the transparent glass door.The magician, who was facing him sideways, stood in front of the bar and chatted with the owner. After chatting for a few words, the magician gave the rejected rose to the owner, and easily exchanged for two glasses of drinks.

Needless to say, the lady owner was very happy, which made Obito standing outside look delicate.The changed mood now clearly turned into displeasure, and he didn't know that his teeth would automatically grind his upper lip, his eyebrows were twitched into a ball, and he found it unpleasant to look at flowers and shopkeepers.At this time the magician opened the door and came out, and Obito quickly restrained his strange expression and pretended to be normal, but when the magician walked up to him, he realized that the magician's hands were empty and he didn't take anything.

Obito felt strange, but the magician continued to smile, and before he asked, he said, "I have always been very grateful to one person."

This topic came up abruptly, making people a little baffling, and Obito became even more confused. The magician seemed to have no intention of going any further, and was stuck chatting at the door of the coffee shop...

Also, what are you talking about, "thank someone"?

For some reason, he suddenly had the illusion that his heartbeat was speeding up.Can't help asking: "Who... er, why?"

"There are many reasons."

"He was my earliest audience. Although he always stood in the corner deliberately, I noticed him when he poked his head in the crowd. Later, he left for a while because of an accident and never saw him again until... ..."

"until--

Obito couldn't help repeating it, and the voice trembled slightly.This time, he really heard the sound of his heart beating madly against his chest.

The magician showed a nice smile, his expression was sincere, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"I was thinking, would that person want to have a serious chat with me? There are more important things about the end of the day."

The lady owner inside the door yelled at them from a distance, the voice was so loud that they could be heard through the glass.Obito swallowed, and asked hoarsely, "What did she say?"

The magician smiled and said, "She said she doesn't discriminate against homosexuals, let us go in and have a sit."

He took out his right hand hidden behind his back again, but instead of turning into a rose, he just took the other empty hand.

This is also a very successful magic trick, because finally no one rejected him anymore.