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

Marui Bunta did not wait for the second cake.

The members of the tennis club who were in a hurry called his name not far away. It seemed that something unexpected happened on the tennis court. He vaguely heard them say "the minister is back", and Marui Bunta did not hesitate Follow him.

Before leaving, they did not exchange each other's names or other information like last time.He appeared suddenly and left without delay, like a classmate who just thought it was fun and stayed for a short time on a whim, no different from other teenagers of this age.

But Yui Ogata was able to clearly distinguish the difference.

This time, he obviously noticed the faint rejection in the girl's attitude, so he adopted a completely different attitude and strategy.

For a while, Ogata Yui couldn't be sure whether such a development was good or bad.

Not long after the boy left, the lights in the classroom were turned on from the inside.

"Sister, you are still there, come and help me—" The visitor put the materials in his hands on the table, raised his head, and froze in place, his expression was a little stiff, "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Ogata Yui blinked.

"your hands……"

Ogata Yui followed his line of sight, the wound on the palm was still bleeding, and the dull pain suddenly emerged as the darkness disappeared, just like magic that failed during the performance, and it was tragically presented behind the bright curtain.

"hiss--"

The girl took a long breath and said in pain, "No, I'm going to die."

"This, this won't happen." The senior took away the kitchen utensils she was still holding in his hand, pinched her shoulders helplessly, and pushed the slightly off-line school girl out of the door, "Let me clean it up, you go to the school infirmary Find a bandage."

Fortunately, the school doctor is not off work today.

Ogata Yui complained to the teacher, "It hurts, the home economics class is too dangerous, and I will never go to it again." Faced with such childish remarks, as an elder, perhaps I should try to persuade him, but the teacher just said it peacefully. Bandage her wounds.

"What a delicate child, Ogata-san."

"It's true—I'm in a big crisis!" The girl puffed up her cheeks and retorted in a serious manner.

The school doctor endured it, but still couldn't hold it back, and stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek.

"Okay. I'll write you a leave note." In return, the teacher said tolerantly.Before she cheered, she added in time, "But I can only be lazy for a month."

"...Ah oh."

Although unfortunately injured, he got a one-month leave slip anyway.

When Yui Ogata walked out of the school gate, it was already twilight. She looked up at the twinkling stars in the distance, and thought optimistically that she could at least avoid Fumta Marui a little... This person seems to like to go to The home economics classroom runs.

That night, because of her injury, the progress of the girl's homework was seriously delayed. When she finished her day's homework, she was too sleepy to think about unnecessary things, so she fell down and lay down in the direction of the bed.

In an extremely exhausted sleep, she fell into a dream.

[In the same school doctor's office.

It was dusk outside the window, and the teacher didn't know where she went. She sat on the hospital bed in the school infirmary, shaking her injured leg restlessly.

"do not move."

Standing in front of the medicine cabinet, the boy seemed to have eyes behind his back, stopping her childish behavior.

"It's not serious, it just looks scary." Ogata Yui argued.

"..." She seemed to hear the boy sigh, and it seemed that it was just an illusion. The sound was more invisible than the sound of a butterfly flapping its wings.

For some reason, it was rare for her to settle down obediently.

The boy quickly found the needed items in the medicine cabinet, knelt on one knee in front of her, and expertly disinfected the wound on the girl's knee.The cold cotton ball fell on her skin, and there was a strange itching sensation, and she shrank back unconsciously.

"..."

The boy held her ankle with some strength.

So she lowered her eyes to look, and the figure of the young man against the setting sun showed a kind of silent and deep.This was obviously an ambiguous gesture, but the expression on his face was very calm, no different from usual.

His palm pressed against the girl's skin, conveying his own warmth.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Ogata Yui shook his head.

The strength of the teenager's grip on the ankle suddenly increased a little, and then slowly released.

He didn't seem to believe it. He pressed a cotton ball dipped in alcohol on the wound on her knee and raised his head.She could feel his gaze focused on her, as if he was looking at something fragile that could be broken at any time.

"Does it really not hurt?" He asked a second time.

The girl wanted to comfort him, explaining that her injury was not serious, but subconsciously felt that if she really did this, the other party would be even more sad.So she remained silent and shook her head honestly again.

The boy stopped talking.

He just lowered his head and carefully treated her wounds. His hands were steady, but every time he touched them, the beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly.

Perhaps it was because the color of the setting sun was too strong. Like an illusion, she saw the young man's eye ends were also dyed slightly red, as if he had been inflicted with some unspeakable pain. He didn't say a word, and his figure fell on the In the bloody twilight, she felt a sense of forbearance at an untimely moment.

It was strange, as if he was the one who was hurt.

He looked really hurt. 】

In the early morning birdsong, Yui Ogata opened his eyes.

She had an inexplicable dream, but when she wanted to recall it more deeply, she could only see the twilight light and the silhouette of a boy shrouded in it.

That person... who is it?

Did that scene actually exist?

Why don't I have any impression of myself?

This familiar yet unfamiliar sense of unknown made her feel a little uncomfortable. She got up and poured herself a glass of cold water to barely calm down the depression and inexplicable sadness in her heart.

Just as she was thinking, the door of the house next door was pushed open from the inside.

Yagyu Hiroshi came out with his tennis bag on his back, and when he noticed her gaze, he raised his head in the morning light.

Ogata Yui immediately forgot what he was thinking just now, lying on the window of the room, and waved happily at him.

Liu Yu's gaze shifted slowly from her messy hairstyle when she just woke up to her bandage-wrapped hands that were messed up in sleep now, and then the strict boy frowned, "Go and tidy up."

"Don't be so indifferent." Ogata Yui looked at the still alarm clock, a little proud of getting up early today, she estimated the time for the morning training of the tennis club, and discussed with Yagyu, "Wait for me to go to school!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Liu Sheng was silent for a long time, his eyes fell on the loose bandage, "You are too slow."

"Eh?"

Unexpectedly rejected, Ogata Yui blinked and didn't react for a while.

Although Yagyu grew older than Lu Shi, his attitude towards her became colder, but he has always been very accommodating to himself, and he was rejected for such a trivial matter, which made Ogata Yui feel a strange sense of loss in his heart.

"...Oh, then go on your own." The girl was not used to the alienation of the bamboo horse, and said weakly, "Be careful on the road."

Looking at her appearance, the expression on the boy's face didn't change much, but he walked a little closer in her direction and stood in front of the girl's window.

"Remember to change the bandage."

"I know, I know." Yagyu had already predicted Liu Sheng's lecture, and she skillfully dealt with it.

"Keep out of the water."

"Uh-huh."

"Don't let the wound open."

"okokokok."

The sense of disobedience that emerged in that short moment disappeared and was replaced by helpless emotions. Ogata only felt that Yagyu was very suitable to be a teacher. He seemed to have learned how to teach and admonish her since he was sensible.

Liu Sheng said the same things again, and the girl patiently responded, enduring the morning sleepiness.

In the end, she almost fell asleep again, and when she realized it, Liu Sheng had already left.

"...it will hurt."

That voice fell into the wind and was blown away.The boy's figure disappeared on the long street.

The sleepy girl suddenly remembered something, Yui Ogata straightened up, trying to recall his instruction just now, the boy's voice coincided with some afterimages in her mind, she remembered the last conversation in the dream——

【"Don't move around." The boy seemed to be suppressing something, "...it will hurt."

"But I don't feel pain." She replied briskly.

"I can."

"what?"

"...I would feel pain." He stated slowly, seemingly without emotion, "You know, it really hurts very, very much."]

The boy's words had a vague and gloomy sense of stagnation across the dream.The moment she vaguely recalled it, the wound on the palm oozes blood, gradually staining the white bandage.

She lowered her head and stared at it in disbelief for a while, the wound that she thought had healed was clearly conveying pain that could not be ignored to her.

"...Aww."

Ogata Yui thought with a mournful face that she should have followed Yagyu's advice earlier.

It really hurts.

I don't know if the person in the dream also endured such pain at that time.

The campus during the lunch break is very quiet.

It is already the season of early autumn, but the scenery is still the same, the lush green trees look more dazzling in the sun, but the occasional breeze makes the girl wrap her coat.

Ogata Yui took the leave slip from the school doctor's office and pushed open the door of the home economics classroom - at this point in time, the president and seniors would gather here.

But unexpected and expected.

"Hi."

The red-haired boy waved to her in the empty classroom.

"I thought you wouldn't come today." Fumta Marui seemed to have thought of something, and a childish and innocent smile appeared on his face, "I'm so lucky."

"'also'?"

"Well," he explained, "all the club members were called away by the student union."

"..."

This strange coincidence made Ogata Wei silent for a moment, "What about you?"

"Me?" Bunta Marui didn't seem to expect that she would care about him, so he paused for a moment before saying, "I forgot to bring my bento, I want to make one myself."

"...That's it."

Although Yui Ogata already knew that the incident surrounding Marui Bunta and her was unreasonable, but he still inevitably felt a little lost.This kind of occasion, which seemed to be written down by someone stroke by stroke, made her feel false and uncomfortable.

She put the leave note on the cabinet commonly used by the president.

"Huh?" The young man noticed her bandage-wrapped hands, "Are you injured?"

"……Um."

Girls obviously don't want to start the topic.

Fumta Marui lowered his eyelids, as if he was thinking about something, and was silent for a while.

He didn't ask for details, but just looked at the leave note on the cabinet, and said casually, "Then I won't be able to make cakes for a while."

"……Yes."

Just when Yui Ogata felt that this reason could be used as an excuse to escape from the scenes related to Marui Bunta, the boy asked abruptly, "Did you bring your lunch?"

"I'm going to the cafeteria."

"But..." He seemed to be thinking of her sincerely, looking down at her injured hand, paused for a moment and then said softly, "That's very troublesome."

"..."

"I made some more, do you want to try my bento?"

Ogata Yui did not expect such a development, and was speechless for a while.

In her impression, Mrs. Wen is always asking for something from her, like a spoiled child, after getting it, she will insatiably look for the next target, and in the process, she will naturally get close.

However, the juvenile character that is good at caring for others seems to seldom show itself.

When she was caught in the comparison between the present and the past, Mrs. Wen had already seized the gap in her daze, packed the food and pushed the plate in front of the girl. The attractive color and overflowing umami taste made people find no reason to resist.Most importantly, the boy was looking at her expectantly, blinking those sparkling eyes, very beautiful.

She couldn't weave words of reasonable refusal.

For her, Marui Bunta is not a person who can refuse at will.

"……it is good."

She sat down slowly opposite the boy.

It was actually the first time they had been alone face to face, in a truly normal sense.After discovering this, the boy tilted his head uncomfortably. After a while, he peeled off the candy wrapper and threw a candy into his mouth.

From the corner of the eye, the girl picked up the spoon clumsily with her bandaged hand.

"Is it serious?"

He still couldn't hold back in the end, knowing that she didn't want to mention it, he still asked against her will.

"...No." The girl said very quietly but seriously, "It doesn't hurt at all."

"That's it."

The young man was a little puzzled, probably because he felt that she was trying to be brave, chewing gum and blowing a pink bubble, he was a little fascinated to think that the cause of the injury was probably because he frightened her yesterday.

It's obviously the first time we meet...

The restless and throbbing emotions in his heart, the urge to catch her impatiently... He understands that there is something abnormal about these emotions that sprouted from nowhere, but before exploring, he even wants to obey the desire in his heart and keep her. .

It seemed that before this, he had already lost once, and he couldn't bear that kind of ending anymore.

The autumn sunshine outside the window is bleak, but after staring at it for a long time, there is also some burning pain in the eyeballs like hallucinations.

Compared with Ogata Yui's own craftsmanship, Marui Bunta's talent in cooking is obviously more outstanding, which makes her feel even more ridiculous-he doesn't need to be attracted by the cakes he makes.

Subconsciously, the girl squeezed the spoon tightly.

The wound split open under the bandage, and shallow blood spilled out. Under the surprised eyes of the young man, Yui Ogata calmly tore off the bandage as if he was trying to prove something.She watched the traces of blood flow.

"Are you okay?" The young man leaned over and asked involuntarily.

The boy's warm breath gently brushed against the girl's hair, such a slight movement easily caused a tremor in her heart.The frequency of the rapid beating of the heart almost formed an illusion called 'like' again, leading her to fall into the sweet and soft illusion like honey woven by the teenager unintentionally.

"forgive me."

She muttered silently in her heart.

However, on the surface, she just maintained her original position, raised her face without dodging, and was facing the young man's surprised, slowly uncomfortable expression.

The heart is beating uncontrollably, but the reason is imprisoning the nature, pulling back and forth, inevitably giving birth to endless exhaustion.She thought calmly in the exhaustion that was close to the limit.

The reason why she insisted on coming to the home economics class knowing that she might meet Marui Bunta was to confirm this matter.

"I'm fine." She replied softly.

——Beside Marui Bunta, she didn't feel pain.

The shadow of the sun outside the window pours on everyone fairly through the thin clouds. The world operates as usual, the sun will rise and set, flowers will bloom and wither, the seasons will flow, and the tide will rise and fall.

The noise of the cicadas is real, the exam results are real, and the warmth of the sun on the skin is real.

——Only in this space, two people who cannot avoid and have to meet.

She and him are like marionettes in a stage play.

The coincidence is fake, the wound is fake, even the heartbeat that beats so hard that you can almost feel the pain is actually fake.