[Comprehensive] Ambition Execution

When Toya Mimura woke up, Taro Yamada was resting his head on his chest, with his arms loosely draped over his shoulders.In the field of vision is a diffuse golden orange hair.Mimura reached out and groped for the quilt, covering the man's bare shoulders.Although the air conditioner is turned on, the temperature is not high, so the air is slightly cool.

1800, whose hair was gently stroked, moved as if feeling something, An Shen's eyelashes trembled, and he was still half asleep, but habitually hugged the people around him tightly, kissed the skin around his mouth twice, and then used Rubbing his face: "Tuo also..."

The slightly hoarse voice is combined with a coquettish soft tone, which has a different kind of sex appeal.

"Hmm... stand up..."

1800 raised his face, held the small particles that sprung up like mushrooms in his mouth, and sucked softly.

"Don't make trouble." Mimura also pushed his head with his hand.

1800 propped up his upper body with both arms, bent his neck and kissed upward along Mimura's pectoral groove, kissed the man's raised neck, rubbed against his lips, pressed his forehead against Mimura's forehead, and entangled each other's breath : "...Don't you want to break up?"

The slightly joking question made the man below stop breathing. After a while, Mimura Toya said sadly: "You know that I put you in..."

The word "apex" is so light that it blends with breathing.

"I put Tho in my stomach too."

The man with golden orange hair announced loudly after pursing his lips triumphantly.

"Why?" Mimura Tuo, who was interrupted in a low voice, was a little amused.

"Because many people say that my heart is hard, it won't hurt if I put it in my stomach." 1800 rested his head on Mimura's shoulder, "Mimura, do you have time on March 3th?"

"Well... I'm going to the United States for a meeting in early March, but I should be able to fly back to Tokyo at noon on March 3th, what's wrong?"

"Can I fly to Osaka?"

"Okay, are you going to play in Osaka?"

"Ah."

"Taro..."

"what?"

"……nothing."

Yesterday's talk about getting married... seems to have been forgotten.

By the way, did you agree to it at the time?Because it was too confusing, I couldn't remember what I said, I only knew that I was dragged to sleep by Yamada Taro...

Mr. Tuhao, who really wanted to ask but was embarrassed to wait silently for the follow-up, happened to have an unreliable lover.

"Church of Light, Kitakasugaoka, Ibaraki City, Osaka Prefecture."

Telling him now that he was going to the Church of Light was a complete surprise... Mimura Toya held his phone and reconfirmed the text message, then started rummaging through luggage at the airport without hesitation.Because I was too anxious, I couldn't find the small box stuffed in the pile of clothes.

Luckily I brought...

After opening the black ring box to confirm, Mimura Toto also heaved a sigh of relief.

After depositing the salute, the man hurried out of the airport and hit the road.

The more anxious I became, the slower the time became, and finally the taxi got stuck on the road.Although the face is still calm, the movement of constantly turning his wrist to look at the watch reveals the man's anxiety.It's almost two o'clock, I don't know if Taro has eaten lunch.

Mimura also took out his mobile phone, and then keenly discovered something worse-the mobile phone was almost dead, and the new battery was hastily stored together with other luggage, only the ring and the wallet that guaranteed that he could go to the Church of Light That's all.

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam, we'll be late."

Send a text message quickly and receive a reply within seconds: "Understood."

The taxi drove forward for a while and stopped again.Mimura also looked out the window, his vision blocked by a long queue of cars.Maybe it was because of a car accident ahead, maybe someone committed suicide... But Mimura Toya doesn't want to care about the real situation at all right now.The battery of the mobile phone has been exhausted to 10%, and the warning red appears, but the car has only moved less than 50 meters in half an hour.

Calm down Toya Mimura, being anxious can't change the fact, what difference does it make between anxiously waiting or calmly waiting?In addition to making yourself more irritable, eagerness cannot shorten even a minute.

At 2:40, Mimura Toto, who was trying to relax himself, also received a call from Yamada Taro: "..."

There was silence on the phone for a long time, so much so that Mimurato also wondered if the phone ran out of battery when he connected, but fortunately, there was still 9% of the battery, enough to answer the call.Mimura also wanted to remind Taro Yamada that his phone was running out of battery, so he heard a voice from the other side: "...2 hours and 40 minutes, there are still 2 hours and 40 minutes."

"Taro..."

The tone that was so pale that all the sunlight was taken out made Mimurato's voice tense uncontrollably, and even the hand holding the phone couldn't help trembling weakly, like a precursor to the onset of drug addiction.

As if crying.

Although he knew that Yamada Taro couldn't cry, Mimura Toya couldn't help thinking of the lonely back of a dog that was abandoned on a stormy night and was dripping with water.

Even if he rationally told himself that this man would not cry, just thinking about that possibility was enough to make him suffocate and hurt.

So in the next second, the query turned into a promise:

"I'll be right there."

"Hey, guest, you can't get out of the car here!"

The man who turned off his mobile phone ignored the taxi driver's words, dropped the full amount of money on the seat, opened the door and walked out.The man walking on the road without looking up, quickly navigating in his hand, the phone is running out of battery, so he has to write down all the routes, the shortest route.

Runs, bikes, sublet cars.

The man who had decided on the plan ignored the greetings like "what are you doing" and "hello" behind him, and moved towards the first destination.Although Gao Fushuai is elegant even when riding a bicycle—besides, Japanese bicycles are not cheap at all—but even a handsome guy is a bit messy when he pedals wildly.

The Church of Light is the most famous one in the trilogy of Tadao Ando's churches. It is hidden in a corner of the residential area and looks very quiet.

To be honest, this is really not a romantic church.

The Church of Light is quite small in size, and you have to go through a narrow corridor before entering the main body.In early spring when the sun is still far from the Tropic of Cancer, the dim light makes this square building look even more gloomy.It seems to go through this tunnel to an unknown place.Maybe it's the devil's cave, maybe it's the suddenly enlightened Peach Blossom Spring.

Mimura also believed it was the latter.

The clear sunlight pours down from the right wall, creating a pure space in the interior.The Cross of Light emits moonlight in a dark space.Roses and white lilies filled the interior of the church, and the seats for listening to prayers were also occupied by flowers.In the first row of seats, the man sitting quietly like a pious man turned his face in the oblique light and surrounded by a slightly exaggerated sea of ​​flowers.

The handsome side face is blurred by light and darkness——

The lit up lips made Mimura Tokao relax instantly.

When Mimura Toya walked down the steps and stepped into the aisle, the man with golden orange hair pressed the old-fashioned tape recorder beside him.The kind of recorder that reminds people of an environmentally friendly old man listening to Huangmei Opera or a hiphop boy who can dance anytime and anywhere, but at the moment it is playing the Canon playing the harp.

It's really... super tasteless...

Mimura Toto, who had an itchy nose from the smell of flowers, couldn't help laughing at the man waiting at the end of the aisle, but his eye circles turned red.

Another man wearing a white suit and a light-colored shirt would look frivolous and nervous, but Yamada Taro's clean body lines and pure temperament make him suitable for all bright colors.

However, the cyst tie made with the red scarf method is really...

Mimura also helped the man in front of him to re-tie his tie helplessly.Even in the reverse position, the slender fingers fold the big end and the small end very smoothly.I have been wearing a tie for the man in front of me for seven years. Even with my eyes closed, I can smoothly type out Plainknot, the Windsor, and the Pratt.

Although he is very cold from expression to temperament, and never speaks sweet words of love, Mimura Toya has undoubtedly spoiled his lover.So much so that Yamada Taro can't tie a bow tie when he is almost 25 years old, and he can't even use a household washing machine.

1800 was unaware of this, because from the beginning (the governess), such small details as the tie, had been taken care of by Scuvarro.However, it is obviously the same thing, if it is done by Skuvalo, it is a subordinate to the boss, and Mimura Toto will do it, it will make people feel like he is facing his wife.

1800 hugged Toya Mimura, resting his chin lazily on the man's broad and flat shoulder.Mimura also adjusted his posture in coordination, let the other party snuggle up, and gently hugged back with both hands.

If there is any sport in this world that would unbalance 1800's brain, it would probably be dancing.

The more I recalled the dance steps I had learned, the more flustered I became, and I simply swayed by feeling, but in the tranquility of Canon, in the bright light of the cross... just hugging like this is not bad.

It's just that the warning color countdown holographic bar is rapidly ebbing...

1800 tightened his arms, and embedded Mimura deeper into his arms, breathing in the clean and pleasant smell of Mimura's body, and touching his warm and clean skin.Mimura's black half-parted bangs were a little messy due to the previous exercise, but it didn't damage his elegant and noble temperament.

"Do you know what I called you for, Toya?"

"Ah."

The aristocrat, who followed the opponent's footsteps, made the chaotic rotation of the two become as confusing as dance steps.

"Then will you marry me, Toya?"

"what?"

The dance stopped unknowingly, and Mimura raised his eyebrows in displeasure when his hand was raised.

"...In other words," 1800 touched the ring in his pocket, "marry me, Mimura."

The black-haired man looked at the man with golden orange hair who lowered his head, his eyes were obviously covered by eyelashes, but looking at this face from this angle, there was a kind of obedient affection.His hand, which is slightly golden in color than his own, is holding his own. Even without looking around, he knows that that stupid guy stuffed the ring in his trouser pocket casually, but when he took out the ring, the gesture of wiping his palm with the hem of his trousers made him feel so helpless. Mimura couldn't help but soften his heart.

"It's actually a gold ring..."

Mr. Tuhao really couldn't help complaining about the other party's taste - most people would choose platinum, but what he bought was platinum... In this case, a gold ring and a platinum ring don't look like a couple at all...

1800, who sensitively sensed the slight dislike in the other party's mouth, was angrily: "What, what are you doing! This is gold with a purity of 99.95%! Although, although it is still a little far from 99.999%..."

The unscrupulous dogs who exuded "Anyway, you are definitely wearing the ring, so I won't give you a chance to refuse it" began to secretly cheat and miss the solicitation process, and directly put the ring on the black-haired man's ring finger.I really want to laugh, but I can't...

"...Don't you even have a confession?" pretending to be indifferent, Mimurato also saw that the other party's movements paused, and his back tensed up.After a while, Mimura couldn't help but want to say "Put it on for me", the man with his head down began to...

"Wh, when you are oldan...and gray and full of sleep, Andno, nodding by thef...fire, takedownth, thisbook, Andslowlyrea...read, and...and...dream of the soft look, Youreyeshad, hadonce, and of their shadows deep..."

... Stumblingly, he recited the love poems.

Although it wasn't an uncommon poem, and there was no originality at all, Mimura Toya knew that in front of him was a guy who couldn't calm down and recite poems.

"...Can I... put it on for you?"

Feeling that memorizing "When You Are Old" has already spent a lifetime of literature and art, 1800 breathed a sigh of relief, and let the ring slide down his slender fingers amidst Mimura's gentle humming.The withdrawn left hand was grabbed by Mimura's ring-wearing right hand. The cold-faced guy didn't say "Would you like it" at all, and just put the platinum ring on 1800's hand, and he admired it at the end some. 1800 suddenly felt...a huge disadvantage.

The fingers were slowly interlocked by Mimura Toya, and the black-haired man sideways, in the dim light of the cross, kissed the back of 1800's hand reverently.

"Countdown to the second mission: 8.7.6..."

The black-haired man stared at himself quietly, and 1800 could see two reflections of himself in the gentle pure black.

Can't help smiling, closing eyes, kissing.

While still clasping hands...

"3, 2,"

"...I love you, Toya."

"This task is closed, thank you for your participation."