[Net King + Patterns] Ugly Fish

I kept an embarrassing face, for a long while, the hand holding the food box raised a few centimeters, then moved slowly to the right, paused, and then moved to the left...

I saw the orange cotton ball following the food box like a shadow, right, left... Finally, following my movements, I stopped, and my nose almost touched the food box...

It really looks like a small animal looking for food. Hey!The corners of my eyes twitched, and the corners of my mouth also twitched. I raised my hand suddenly, and saw the head that had lost its target slowly raised up.

What came into view was a confused face, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, and the innocence of a child who doesn't know the world. Dissipated, the eyes brightened in vain.

I took a step back to avoid being bumped into by the guy who jumped up from where I was.

As soon as this person bounced up, he turned his head and stared at Aso Sanae, "Nah~ I want five servings of tiramisu~" The voice was greasy, like a child acting like a baby, I don't know if it is because I am dazzled, but I always feel that he is the best Ended with [? ].

A row of black lines quietly hung on the back of my head, and I took another step back slowly, turning sideways to slip through the gap while the two people were focusing on each other.

"I'm sorry~ Guest, the last two servings of tiramisu have been given to this young lady." Aso Sanae said timidly, "Because the supply is limited and today is a holiday..."

"Eh——" The infinitely elongated ending was trembling, as if it was in pain.

I paused, turned around, gritted my teeth, "By the way... what are you pulling me for?!"

One arm of the orange cotton ball stretched out long, and its claws were climbing the corner of my back clothes. If I lowered my gaze a few degrees, I could see his fingers so hard that the knuckles turned blue and white.

"Akutagawa Jiro, I'm Akutagawa Jiro!" The orange cotton ball answered decisively and turned away at the same time, staring at me with wet eyes, with the tone and expression like a kindergarten kid answering a teacher's question.

I struggled, but the other party was so strong that he squeezed the corners of my clothes into a few wrinkles as if his fingers were rooted; in the corner of his eyes, Aso Sanae's entire face was in a strange twisted state, and he didn't need to look in the mirror to know that expression and this moment I am exactly the same.

……

Seeing that I couldn't get away, I squeezed out a voice between my teeth, "Then what?"

In fact, I don’t need to introduce him. I know who he is, the mascot of the ice emperor tennis club~ he is as famous as Xiang Hiyake, but... this is not the point at this moment.

"Mm~~that...hmm~~" Akutagawa Jirou let go of his hand, puffed his cheeks, his expression was a little reserved, he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while, his eyes fluttered around.

I turned around and stayed where I was, and waited patiently, while Aso Sanae next to me fled away holding the tray as if she had been pardoned when Jiro Akutagawa glanced at her for the first time.

"Nah~ Shall I share the tiramisu?" Akutagawa Jirou blinked, his face slightly blushed, his eyes slightly curved, "I'll pay you double the money, okay?"

The slightly nasal voice scraped across my heart softly, like a baby animal's bright claws, a little itchy and a little numb.

Looking him up and down, I raised my eyebrows, raised the hand holding the bag, and hooked my index finger; when the face that was no different from a child was slightly curious, I lowered my voice, "As soon as you enter the door, you You stayed near the counter for a few minutes, did you come to me on purpose?"

I deliberately let out a breath and sprayed it on his earlobe, and felt his body stiffen. I smiled evilly, "It's not that every time you act like a baby, you will always be disadvantaged, at least I don't like it."

After I finished speaking, I immediately backed away and opened the distance between each other. Akutagawa Jirou seemed to be stiff all over, his expression was indescribable, and his fair cheeks and small earlobes were as red as a cloud of fire.

I pursed the corners of my mouth, not wanting to entangle any more, so I turned around——and then my eyes met the sight that was looking here from the group of lightning and thunder in the center of the shop.

Shinobu Yushi stood on the periphery of Hyotei and his party, and I don't know how long he looked here. When he met my gaze, he suddenly raised his hand and pushed his glasses, with a very malicious smile on the corner of his mouth.

I slightly tilted my head and said something to the person beside me, and when that person was also looking here, Yuji Shinozu's eyes still stopped on my face, but he raised his hand to pat and then gently pushed the person's shoulder.

I was terrified by that look, but I couldn't walk away——because the guys ordered by Ninzu Yushi had already come out, impatiently approaching.

……

The visitor walked up to him, and first shouted in a rough voice, "Akutagawa, what are you doing?" Before Akutagawa Jirou could answer, he stood with his mouth curled up and his arms folded, looking in a bad mood.

Immediately, his attention was cast on me, his expression obviously startled, "Three things?"

"Myoto-san." I nodded, and before Ryo Mingo's eyes repeatedly lingering between me and Akutagawa Jirou changed, I suddenly stuffed the food box into his hand.

After taking it unprepared, he raised his handsome eyebrows and asked fiercely, "Why?"

"He... um likes... me, me, I... this is for you!" I was stuttering as I spoke, I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at Mingto Ryo's face, and squeezed away from him as I spoke, facing the room full of strange eyes , holding his breath, made his face into the shape of Guan Gong's upper body, and fled away in a hurry.

When the sight behind me was thrown into the store, I walked straight through the courtyard, pushed open the primary-colored fence door, and rushed in the direction I came from, feeling a little annoyed in my heart.

He was actually slapped by Ninzu Yushi!

The reason why he dared to bully Akutagawa Jiro in a vicious manner was because I expected that he would not publicize it to everyone. Boys have to take care of face in the end, and being squeezed by others is not a good thing after all.

Ninja Yuuji... Really amazing, he must have recognized me to let Mingo Ryo come over. That day in the classroom, Mingo Ryo was a hug for me. No matter what disputes or abnormal situations I have with Akutagawa Jirou, it seems Minghu's face can't be angry either.

Heh~ Ninzu Yushi...the footsteps stopped slightly, I turned around and looked at the dark red brick wall some distance away from me, squinted my eyes, "You are amazing!"

I believe that in the noisy environment at that time, it was impossible for Yushi Ninzu to know what happened to Jirou Akutagawa and me, but what surprised me was also this point. He came up with a perfect solution in a flash. He is indeed a strategic talent. Next time I meet him Should be more careful.

Ahh~ I hate the feeling of being on the downwind.

……

I took out my phone to check the time and found that it was close to the afternoon, but it turned out that I had passed the time in that store until it was close to the appointment time with the driver... Tighten the bag on the diagonal, and I picked up the projected ones from the buildings on both sides The shadow walks, and the pace gradually slows down.

There is still some free time, and it is too late to go shopping, so... just wandering to the agreed street at this speed?

As I walked, I looked around, and from time to time, I could bump into pedestrians lazily pressing the road with the same leisurely expression. The air was filled with noise and faint music, and the bustling people outlined a holiday with nothing to do.

The temperature on the street became scorching hot. Looking up at the boundless sky, the few wisps of white rippling in the whole azure blue seemed to be within reach.

The fragrance of grass and trees in late spring and the holiday street scene slowly rubbed and blended together, and finally gathered into a corner of the tumbling world, which was chaotic and full of hope.

Gradually, the route under my feet broke away from the shade, and I stepped on the short silhouette under my feet, feeling like melting ice cream, warm and greasy, without sharp edges and corners, and giving birth to peace like water.

When the accident happened, my mind was blank for a moment, and I could only hear the extremely sharp [吱——! ] One sound, with a few seconds interval, is it the sound of crashing or rolling?

I suddenly turned around and saw a mess spread out behind me. The wind swept by just at the right time and rolled up the crimson brocade and white petals scattered on the ground. The man struggled to half sit up, raised his eyes and stared at me blankly.

Bicycle wheels so old they might fall apart goo

Lulu rolled, the bouquet originally placed in the car basket was probably scattered on his side because of the impact, the white shirt, under the dazzling sunlight, the face was so handsome that it was breathtaking.

"I'm sorry!" He waved his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I didn't have time to brake and almost hit you."

"Eh?!" I turned my head and looked around, "I'm fine, but you..." The 'almost hit' he said was probably caused by turning from a fork in the side?There is just a small downward slope.

"I'm fine." He stood up while talking, looked me up and down a few times before showing a reassuring expression, "Ah~ I didn't look at the road, I'm really sorry."

Bending down to help the fallen bicycle, he patted the seat cushion and shrugged, "Don't look at it as inconspicuous, it's my good buddy~"

With great difficulty, I moved my eyes away from his face, coughed, and hurriedly squatted down to help him pick up the scattered flower branches. My eyes were focused on one place, and the movements of my hands stagnated unexpectedly: his hands holding the flower branches were slender and powerful, pointing The ends are slender, the joints are beautiful, the neckline of the shirt slightly reveals the pocket of the neck and the delicate collarbone... When my face gets hot, I suddenly feel that the sun is too bright, and it has reached a dazzling state.

……

"Thank you very much." He took the half bouquet of flowers I handed him, and then lightly raised the corner of his mouth, "I'm Kiichi Matsuyama, how about you?"

"Sanjo Yingzi." I moved away from staring at him embarrassingly, and was taken aback again, "Are you injured?"

Xu Shicai was so busy that he didn't pay attention. When I calmed down, I saw a few streaks of bright red on his snow-white shirt at the elbow, "Hey~ arm..." Stuttering forward, he touched the wound, "Does it matter?"

First put a large bouquet of flower branches back into the car basket, he swung his arms and swiped in mid-air, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, just a small injury and just lick it."

After speaking, he turned back and supported the bicycle, stepped on it as if he was about to leave, paused, and looked at me again, "By the way, shall I see you off?"

"Eh?" I looked at the hand holding the handlebar, thought for a while and asked cautiously, "Is it really all right?"

"Come up!" He tilted his head back, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were clean and clear, "Serving girls is an honor."

Hesitating on the spot for a few seconds, but in the end I couldn’t resist the burning excitement in my heart. I climbed onto the back seat of the bicycle and suppressed my voice to the point of pretending to be weak, “I’m sorry to trouble you.” ——The fingertips paused in the air for a few seconds, then landed slumped on his knees.

I wanted to help his waist...Forget it...Don't act like a pervert, be reserved!I clench my fists in my heart.

"Sit tight." He said without turning his head, and then

With a sudden kick, he moved quickly.

The body leaned back according to the force, and I instinctively raised my hand to grab the corner of the snow-white shirt that was blowing up with the wind, fixed my figure, raised my eyes and observed the other party quietly.

His car was pedaling steadily, and the streetscapes on both sides passed away like water. Occasionally, there would be crisp bells, and pedestrians would evade accordingly; under the golden sunlight, his back was tall and straight, his hair was slightly raised by the wind, and his posture was really like a knight. .

My fingers tightened unconsciously, I squinted my eyes, some harsh sunlight shone on his shirt, and my eyes suddenly sting like this when I accidentally stared at him for too long.