[Net King] It's just that the butterfly doesn't want to

When she was woken up by the ringing of the phone, Ogata Yui was dreaming that she was a hamster, kicking her short feet on a round roller. No matter how hard she tried, she was stuck on the fixed track, without any change.

At last she simply took a walk in it for her own amusement.

……

Stretching out a hand from under the quilt, he fumbled on the table for a long time before answering the phone.

"Hey……"

"Hello!" Compared to her weak sleepiness, the other person looked very youthful and energetic, "Xiao Wei! Do you have any arrangements for this afternoon?"

I should have said "yes", but unfortunately my mind was not clear at the same time.

"No."

"Come to school and do me a favor!"

"what?"

"Isn't there a campus festival? Our club is really short of manpower, please!"

At the end of November, it was the time of the Lihai Campus Festival. After this celebration, the only thing left for the students this semester was the boring and lengthy review and final exam. Therefore, at this last moment of carnival, everyone was extraordinarily enthusiastic.

——So, before her consciousness came back, she vaguely agreed to the president's request, and had to add an item of "preparing for a cultural festival" to her schedule.

I had already made full mental preparations, but to my surprise, that familiar figure did not appear in today's home economics classroom.

Seeming to have the same confusion, the president said, "Strange, I saw Marui-san at school this morning."

"……Oh."

"Where is the person?" He looked out the door, "It's rare that he didn't follow you when you were here."

"minister."

"Ok?"

"The pot is on fire."

"Hmm??? Wait—"

The minister's attention was quickly diverted, and the girls were able to make preparations with peace of mind.After greeting other busy seniors in the club, she naturally joined in.For the planning of the cooking club, the main focus of the school festival is on the stalls of the day, so she decided to conceive the promotional poster first, and after drawing a rough sketch, the minister came back to his senses holding the burnt pot Come.

"What's the matter with you?" He leaned over and asked.

"Didn't you tell me to help with the preparations?" She looked at the promotional posters she had carefully prepared, with an innocent look on her face. "Is there anything else that needs to be added...Maybe we need to put some three-dimensional patterns for decoration?"

"...No, you did a good job." The minister hesitated to speak, and finally patted her on the shoulder, motioning her to raise her head.

In the not too big classroom, although the seniors are busy, they still talk and laugh.

"Although I was the one who asked you to help," he put down the pot with dead eyes, "but in my imagination, this kind of help refers to 'there is a cute school girl cheering on you while you are working'."

"That's it." The girl thought for a while, then threw away the poster politely, "Senior, you can do your best."

"You are such a tool person without emotion." The Minister sighed a long time.

"Varied--?"

Before the girl protested, the senior pressed the top of her head and suppressed it.

The minister picked up the promotional poster she prepared, "The drawing is really good, I will prepare these." Then he pushed the girl's back and drove her out, "The weather is so good, junior girl, go enjoy your youth."

"……Eh?"

"A date or something!"

The door slammed shut behind him.

Yui Ogata blinked his eyes, not knowing why, but he seemed to be disgusted by the minister.

The home economics classroom is on the first floor of the teaching building farthest from the main road of the campus. After being pushed out of the classroom by the minister, Ogata Yui walked slowly on the road.

Due to the campus festival, the campus on weekends is more lively and relaxed than usual. Students with various decorations shuttle around the school. There are people gathered in every venue, and the atmosphere is full of enthusiasm. While eating, the students from the drama club had already put on their costumes and passed by in a grandiose manner.

After walking for a while, she seemed to begin to understand the reason why she was kicked out by the minister. No matter what she was doing, the students in her field of vision were immersed in it, and she seemed too detached.

Deciding to follow the advice of his seniors and experience the atmosphere of the school festival, Yui Ogata's eyes were quickly attracted by the students in strange costumes.

Last time, because Marui Bunta took her around to try desserts on the day of the campus festival, they completely missed the performance of the drama club.

Before she knew it, she had already followed the group of members into the auditorium.

In order to rehearse more realistically, the stage has been arranged by the students of the drama club as a scene of a palace garden, and the heroine recites lines with emotion on the stage.

""We have reached the end of the victory, so, now tell me, what do you want? ""

It seems like the end of the story is almost here.

The music eased up, and the flowing piano music echoed in the empty auditorium, and then stopped abruptly——

It's the audio equipment that's malfunctioning.

The voice of the protagonist on the stage reciting lines disappeared in the distance.

At this embarrassing moment, a vague image flashed in her mind, Ogata Yui stared at the commotion stage, for no reason, she seemed to have heard the second half of the line somewhere.

- "I want you to keep your promise to me."

She read it softly under the stage.

Not long after, the melodious sound of the piano sounded again, and the original atmosphere was restored on the stage. The actor had finished the previous monologue, and it happened to be the last line.

""I want you to keep your promise to me. ""

Sound diffused through the microphone is amplified at the ear.

Scattered applause came from the backstage, the lights were dimmed, and the heavy red curtain fell slowly.

……

In the brief silence after the curtain call, the air was almost still.Even if there is no light to see the surroundings clearly, other images emerge more clearly in the dark field of vision, familiar and unfamiliar sets, the timing of each background music, and the lines of the hero and heroine.

——Has she seen this stage somewhere?

——Why can almost restore the entire stage picture and effect in my mind?

Even in a moment of deeper recollection, she vaguely remembered the brief argument that had arisen about the last line.

【"Why this ending?"

It was her own confused voice.

"What's wrong?"

"It's better to say that it's not good anywhere," she asked complainingly, "isn't a promise something very abstract, and——your heroine didn't agree to it until the end. Can this be considered the ending?"

"Well...that's right, why didn't she agree?"

"This is a script you wrote yourself—!"

At the end of the picture, she couldn't bear to throw something at the other party. It looked like a pile of papers, maybe it was the script that confused her.

The screenwriter who was complained about in person easily reached out to catch it in mid-air, smiled, and smoothed the wrinkles on the paper.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

he asserted softly.

"..."

The other party didn't seem to be of a character that could be easily swayed, so she didn't raise any other objections, and fell silent without saying anything. 】

Yui Ogata stood by the door.

Through the crack of the door, the sunlight forms a line obliquely reflecting on the ground, like a signal of some kind of boundary.

It might be easier if she turned around now, walked out of the auditorium as if nothing had happened, and stepped out of the light.After all, every time she touches those unknown mysteries, she will only get lost in them even more exhausted.

Thinking this way in my heart, I unconsciously took a step towards the dark stage.Behind the dark curtain, there seemed to be something like a whirlpool attracting her.

Reason says not to reveal the secret, but curiosity refuses to settle down.

Thoughts pulled, the speed of the heartbeat gradually accelerated.

At this moment of dilemma, someone approached her from behind.

Snapped--

Someone took a picture of her head, which was already a mess, with a book that wasn't too thick, and the vague picture dissipated instantly. At the same time, the lights on the stage were turned on again, and the suddenly bright fluorescent light made the girl look like an illusion. woke up.

She turned her head angrily to look at the sneak attacking guy.

The other party seemed not too used to the sudden light, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"piyo~"

He greeted nondescriptly.

"Ren·Wang·Ya·Zhi!" The old and new hatred surged up, and the girl gritted her teeth, "—lose money!"

"Um???"

The students carrying the props passed by them. It was not time for arguing, so Nioh Masaharu reluctantly pulled the angry girl closer to the auditorium, making way for the props team.

When the next crew set up the stage and looked down, Ogata Yui still looked unrelenting.

"……is it so serious?"

The perpetrator had to face the consequences of that slap in the face, and thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you call back?"

Ogata Yui stared at him.

Even though she still wanted to piece together the fragments in her mind, it was like glass shattered in the dark, and she didn't even know where to find the fragments.

"I really don't agree with you." She took a deep breath and replied like this.

"It's you standing by the door in a daze, it's really a little..." It makes my hands itch.Nioh Masaharu swallowed the second half of the sentence wisely, "Your hair is messed up."

"Who is this because of!"

Ogata Yui angrily tore off the hair ornament, because she couldn't control her strength, the rope broke in her hand, and she said to Nioh Masaharu even more angrily, "I have to pay for this."

Nioh: "..."

He had probably gotten used to girls' unfriendly attitudes a long time ago, so he calmly took a look in his trouser pocket, took out the headband he had with him, thought about it, seemed a little worried about its safety, and asked, "Can you help me?"

"No need!" Yui Ogata snatched it over, "Do you think your strength is weak, the back of my head is still hurting—"

pain?

……

Wait, let go of those new and old grudges for now.

Ogata Wei suddenly felt strange, and froze in place, his eyes still fell directly on the boy opposite him.

Although Nioh Masaharu was used to being stared at by Yui Ogata, he was obviously not used to being stared at by her. He turned his face strangely and asked sincerely.

"How, have you finally found out that I'm a handsome guy anyway?"

Ogata Yui didn't have the heart to listen to his nonsense.

She slowly remembered that Nioh Masaharu was the main candidate for the tennis club.

He should be a member of the abnormal phenomenon, if that is the case, by his side, I should not feel pain.

——However, it seems that something went wrong.

Ogata Yui stretched out his hand to touch the back of his head where there was still a dull pain after being attacked by him, and he couldn't help wondering, could this be an illusion caused by himself hating Nioh too much?

"Nio Masaharu," she begged in an erratic tone, "try hitting me again."

"..."

Generally speaking, this should be a provocative statement, but the sincere request in the girl's tone cannot be ignored, and the sense of disobedience is also multiplied.

"........."

"……………………"

It was relatively silent for a full 2 ​​minutes. Even Nioh Masaharu couldn't think of a way to deal with it, so he took out his phone silently and pressed the speed dial button.

The voice of the call rang soon.

"Hey."

"The big thing is not good, your daughter was beaten stupid by me, do you want to come and have a look?"

This was clearly an off-site call for help.

"Niou-kun, I don't have a daughter." The person on the opposite side seemed to have no intention of helping him at all, and said calmly, "Stop making trouble. Sanada has already found out about your skipping training."

"? Didn't you play me for an hour?"

"That's right," Yagyu Hiroshi told coldly, "but it's [-]:[-], Nioh-kun."

"..."

Nioh Masaharu thought of Sanada's black face, and immediately planned to run away.

I don't know if he has guessed his thoughts, Yagyu Bilu Shi slowly added a new message, "The minister is also on his way."

"..."

Finally, he completely dispelled the idea of ​​running away.

Nioh Masaharu hung up the phone, turned to look at the girl who had already arranged her hair, and felt a little itchy for some reason.

But now is not a good time to piss her off.

"Liu Sheng asked me to go there."

Sure enough, after he finished saying this, the girl showed a more depressed expression than before, and a strong resentment almost manifested on her body... Poof, this guy is still just as naive.

King Ren slandered a few words in his heart.

"Let's go," Ogata Yui said sullenly, "who wants to see you."

He could interpret the girl's psychological activities under this expression at a glance: The hateful Nioh Masaharu actually snatched away my best friend.

It was as if he could guess that Yagyu said so much just to make him do one thing: get away from Yui Ogata as soon as possible.

He often finds the way this childhood sweetheart gets along very interesting. Compared to Yagyu who doesn't change his face, he prefers to find a breakthrough for fun from Ogata Yui... As a result, this guy can even treat Marui Bunta who came to her for dinner every now and then. He has a pleasant face, but when he mentions Nioh Masaharu, he gnashes his teeth.

But he knew well that this kind of special treatment was not special to Nioh Masaharu.

It is a special one belonging to "Friends of Hiroshi Yagyu".

……

That's why I said, this is very interesting for childhood sweethearts.

Before leaving, Nioh Masaharu couldn't hold back after thinking about it, and pulled the side of the girl's freshly tied ponytail, "I'll play with you some other day, bye~"

"—Damn it, Nioh Masaharu, wait!"

The boy slipped away without a trace.

Ogata Yui looked at the direction he was leaving, stood quietly for a while, and then sat down in the auditorium, staring at the stage ecstatically.

Every episode of the rehearsal of the crew on the stage seems to have a vague memory in her mind, and she can't help but think of the question again - has she seen it?

It's as if Marui Fumta can't remember what happened in the first week, did he also forget... what happened earlier.

No one said, Marui Bunta is the first round.

Nioh Masaharu, who had just left, seemed to have escaped from this abnormal phenomenon.If this is the case, did something happen between her and him, but both of them have forgotten.

……

She went home with a heavy heart.

She thought it would be difficult to fall asleep, but when she touched the pillow, she quickly forgot about Bunta Marui and Masaharu Nioh and fell asleep steadily.And also dreamed about the continuation of the strange dream during the day.

I don't know how many times I turned in the roller, and a hand squeezed the back of the little hamster's fate, bringing it out of the never-ending cycle.

The owner of that hand put it on the ground and said to it.

"Let's go look further afield."

"..."

Yui Ogata in the dream felt baffled, she really wanted to tell him that I was just a hamster and didn't need to travel around.

But it didn't speak in the end.

Because she's a hamster who can't talk.

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