[Net King + Patterns] Ugly Fish

There is a saying called 'strike while the iron is hot', no matter what you do.

The handsome guy I met at the weekend made me so distracted that I spent the next few days wandering around the block.

Repeatedly walking on the long street, the sun was setting, and the crowds of people were shoulder to shoulder, and went straight to a corner of the dark red brick wall, and then turned around and wandered along the way; She usually looks forward to meeting that person again with apprehension.

However... I get nothing.

The street under your feet is mottled with light and shadow, melodious music and laughter overflow from the shops on both sides, and occasionally there is a crisp bell coming out from behind you. Whenever you look back, it is a stranger passing by, an unexpected figure.

……

On the fourth day, also after school, I immediately boarded the car and came to this street. I told the driver to come back to pick me up later as in the previous few days. I stood there and watched the car disappear into the distance, looking back Street entrance, then sighed slightly.

To be honest, I don't have much hope. I came here for the last time today, and if I don't meet... maybe... it's just not fate.

Look up at the sky before stepping forward—the sky above your head is deep golden red, the evening sun dyes the cotton-like clouds, and the sky in the far distance reveals a light purple, and the wind in the late spring is blowing on your face Very comfortable.

The time was a little later than usual, probably because of the incident that happened before leaving school that delayed the trip; um~ I personally don't have much psychological pressure to say that I have a narrow encounter with the main players of the tennis club.

A school and two of them are in the same class. I don't see him when I look up... As for the little resentful and annoyed eyes projected by the orange cotton ball in the crowd at that time, I think he is such a big boy, he can't be so stingy, right?

I shrugged, and immediately put aside the distracting thoughts in my mind, and ran forward.

……

The street scene under the setting sun is actually very beautiful, but unfortunately I was thinking about things in my heart and didn’t have much interest in lingering. I drove all the way and left half of the street behind in a short time. Seeing that the unexpected fork in that day was approaching, I slowed down , acting as if nothing had happened on the surface, but the actual eyeballs are rolling around...

[Ding - ding bell -], the bell rang suddenly as if frightened, and the direction was exactly the fork in the road that the eyes could not reach, and the sound came before the person arrived.

My heart skipped a beat, I took a deep breath, and walked over slowly, without blinking my eyes—a few seconds later, someone sped out from the fork in the road...

His heart suddenly dropped when he mentioned the mouth of the throat... Sora was overjoyed, it wasn't that person, a middle-aged man was carrying a brand-new bicycle, dressed in a specific dark color, with a rough cloth tool bag in the basket, he looked like... a maintenance person What.

I lowered my head, leaned sideways to the side of the road, and waited for the car to pass by like the wind. I tightened the strap of my schoolbag, a little unsure whether I should measure the entire street countless times like a fool a few days ago, and use my feet.

Pursing the corners of her lips, she turned around with disappointment—the next second, [Ding——Dingling——], the bell rang again without any hurry.

I looked back suddenly, squinted my eyes, I don't know how to describe the disordered heartbeat at this moment.

——— Matsuyama Kiichi.

The figure that should be regarded as day and night just turned out of the fork, but the person was not riding on the bike, but a flat wooden box that I don't know what to do with the handlebar and the other hand on the back seat of the bike?

……

I opened my mouth when he barely crossed my side, "Hey~ I'm about to fall~"

He seemed to have kept his head down halfway and didn't pay attention to the road ahead. He paused, and when he raised his face, he looked surprised for a moment; I clicked on the box in the back seat of the car, and asked pretendingly, "It's just pretending." What? Need help?"

I was actually a little nervous when I was talking, after all, we meet by chance, what if he doesn't recognize me?If it's taken as a flirt... er, well~ Actually, I'm a flirt, with a thick skin.

He opened his eyes slightly, a trace of confusion quickly slid across his face, and then he seemed to come back to his senses, "You were...that day..."

"Hmm~ Sanjo Sakura." I hurriedly introduced myself, and took advantage of the opportunity to get close to the relatives, "Hey~ Is your hand okay? What a coincidence, I met you again~"

Carefully looking at his arm that was red that day, he took two steps forward and leaned to the other side of the bicycle, pretending to be curious and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?"

"The station ahead." He raised his chin and nodded forward, then looked back at me, "What about you?"

"Go home." I replied categorically, "I'm in the same direction as you~" I said as I rubbed my feet to follow the route he was traveling.

……

"Nah, going to the station, going out?" My eyes lingered repeatedly between his face and the wooden box on the back seat of the car. I knew that it was really unwise to ask the truth, but...an unfamiliar stranger just At first there was nothing to talk about... right?

Matsuyama Kiichi replied with a good-natured smile, "No, it's this..."

Turning his head and patted the flat wooden box, he restrained his smile and looked serious, "Please ask the owner of the flower shop where I work to give me a batch of plants. I want to try selling them during the peak season."

"Huh? Set up a stall to make money?"

"Huh? I don't look like it?"

"Yeah——" Looking at the other person's expression of hesitation, I shook my head and smirked, "Very good! I like men to be self-reliant!"

He didn't know what was wrong with this sentence, he seemed to be taken aback, his eyes flickered for a moment, and his face gradually turned red.

I was so bewildered by his little wife-like posture, I ripped my hair, and couldn't find anything to say.

There was silence all the way until the two of them walked to the intersection, and the surrounding area became obviously lively. Looking at the entrance of the underground passage of the station in the distance, I stopped and beat myself up several times before I hesitated and said, " Na-"

"I...I want to see plants...Can I come with you?"

Before he could think it through, I hurriedly added another sentence, not giving the other party a chance to refuse, "I will help!"

……

There are many people coming and going in the underground passage during the rush hour at [-] or [-] o'clock. Matsuyama placed a bicycle on the corner of the wall just down the stairs.

After the flat wooden box was opened, a circle of small colored light bulbs wrapped around the box lid immediately lit up. He just stood there quietly without speaking, and I stood quietly on the other side, pretending to inadvertently probe into the so-called plants.

Before my proposal, he was always silent, I don’t know if it was acquiescence or silent objection——I know that my behavior is inappropriate, as if I have never seen a man, but there is no way, there is a reason for this...

But... that reason... I still need some more precise evidence to confirm the assumption... I pretended to raise my hand casually, brushing away the scattered bangs with my fingertips, and glanced at Kiichi Matsuyama again.

Squinting my eyes, my hands dropped to my sides, I restrained my slightly slack mind, and focused my attention on the 'commodity': five or six rows of potted plants were placed in the wooden box, all palm-sized, green and fleshy, Under the reflection of the light, the plants glow with blue light, and each plant is growing gratifyingly.

I want to buy a pot and put it next to my desk or computer, and watch it when I'm tired...will it relax my mind?

"It can also protect against radiation..."

"what?"

I looked up and saw Takashi Matsuyama turning to the side with a smile on his face, "This is agave." He bowed his head and pointed at a rather inconspicuous dark green succulent plant in the wooden box, with a soft voice, "It looks like aloe vera , It will bloom beautiful flowers if it is cultivated for a long time."

"Huh? I can't see it~" I looked in the direction of his finger, and after a few seconds, I raised my eyes again, "I can't imagine, is it really beautiful?"

"Yeah!" He said heavily

Nodding, and giving me a positive look, "If you are patient, it will give you the most beautiful harvest."

I don't know if it's an illusion or not, but he seems to have an aura from late spring, and the lines of his brows and eyes are soft and serene. In the slightly oppressive underground passage, the smiling young man...is like a flower just blooming.

As if being hit in the chest by a boulder, it was difficult to even breathe in an instant. I turned my head away and said in a stuttering voice, "Songshan... must be a very gentle person."

……

When looking at plants, the eyes will be as gentle as water, such a person... I secretly peeked sideways, taking advantage of the gap when someone stopped in front of the wooden box to ask and Matsuyama Kiichi was softly explaining the goods to the other party.

Such a person... I squinted my eyes, and before the other party noticed, I looked down at my feet, hiding the strangeness that appeared unconsciously in my eyes.

……Dividing line……

'For you, although the appearance is inconspicuous, but please believe that one day there will be flowers that are more beautiful than any plant. '

Accompanied by that sentence, a small and lush pot of agave was handed over. When speaking, the young man seemed to have deep meaning, with a delicate and coquettish appearance, but his expression was as gentle as looking at a plant.

I let out a muffled howl, and buried my head in the crook of my arms to hide the abnormal heat on my cheeks.

That was the scene that happened last night before parting. Okay, okay~ I admit that I was not secretly happy at the time——after all, he is a handsome boy who makes women feel more stressed, eh~ His forehead is pressed against a solid table and he turned over and over …dying!So embarrassing!

There were several unspeakable entanglements in my heart, and my mind was a mess of thoughts rolling back and forth... After a long while, the back of the head was suddenly slapped hard.

I trembled all over, and quickly raised my head.

"Are you okay? The teacher is staring at you." The girl at the front desk said, "Is it okay?"Your aunt is here? ' expression, immediately turned back to the body after finishing speaking.

The corners of my mouth twitched heavily, and I hurriedly sat upright with my eyes on the blackboard in front of the classroom, not daring to make any mistakes in front of the teacher—the front desk would have to turn around because the teacher was facing me right now. Writing on the blackboard... Hmm~ The little girl is still very loving to her classmates~ Thinking of this, I slowly narrowed my eyes and looked at the back of my head at the front desk with kind eyes.

It didn't take long for me to cheer up and concentrate on listening to the lecture, and I relaxed again, memorizing the class notes, and the pen at my fingertips slowed down... I accidentally turned back to the fork in the middle of the walk before.

Then, distracting thoughts replaced classroom knowledge in my mind,

As I thought about it, my thoughts drifted farther and farther.

Kiichi Matsuyama...

……

The lunch break bell came belatedly in my restless anticipation.

Bingdi's unique, clear and ethereal but very strange bell rang, and I quickly swept everything on the desktop into the drawer, and then stepped on the teacher's heels and rushed out of the classroom.

Try to pick up secluded corners, walk quickly without looking sideways, and cross most of the campus... Finally, you come to the teaching building that is considered to be the origin.

It is still a path of swaying branches and shadows, but it is divided into countless fine spots under the brilliant sunlight. The temperature should be scorching hot, but I feel cold. The closer to the corner, the more obvious the feeling.

With a pause in my steps, I rubbed against the wall and poked my head out, my body trembling slightly, and my palms were sweating.

Perhaps due to psychological reasons, his vision became blurred, and he always felt that in the next second...something would fall from the sky and hit his feet, splashing bits and pieces of blood...

Swallowing the little saliva left in my mouth, I clenched my fists, took a few deep breaths, and walked straight out of the corner, reckoning to find the place where the dust of that day's hallucination settled.

Turning my head around to search around, for a while, I gritted my teeth and protected my skirt, and I lay down straight on the ground... rubbing against each other, posing in the pose I remember, staring at the sky with wide eyes.

……

Perhaps because of the angle of view, the corner of the sky that is reflected in the eyes is built into the roof of the towering teaching building, and there is a faint...a solid protective net...

I stared at that place, and after a long time, I breathed a sigh of relief—it was my eyesight, maybe it was caused by the reflection of light?The protective net was safe and sound, and there was no mistaken figure jumping over it, and then fell without hesitation.

The palms are unconsciously clenched, loosened, clenched, and then loosened, and the heartbeat gradually speeds up... one time, two times, ten times...

After an unknown period of time, my eyes suddenly went dark, and a thick bloody smell climbed up between my lips and tongue... I arched my body, my throat gurgled a few times, and then I became limp again.

Limbs and bones were burning like flames everywhere, and my body seemed to be torn apart, burning, piercing pain spread wantonly among my internal organs, and the severe pain almost drove me crazy.

The world was dimmed in an instant, and the falling night seemed to be blown away by the wind and disappeared in a blink of an eye. My thoughts seemed to be covered by something else, and countless fragments flew and circled among the electric light and flint... Overwhelming, occupying my mind in an instant.

The smiles in the warm sunlight, the crimson and white flowers in the breeze, the slender and powerful hands, the verdant plants, the dark red brick walls, the sound of someone talking intermittently, the ashes of paper that was burnt to pale ashes, the despair that wiped people out like a lake...

In the end, I saw her staring at her distressed self in the mirror. When she jumped from the sky, there was a sharp wind sound, and the world was cut into pieces...

Opening the mouth, spit out the viscera and withered beauty...

Hate - hate - how could you do this to me!

I opened my eyes, staring blankly at the blue to transparent sky, and there were warm water spots that did not belong to me winding down from the corners of my eyes.

……

They all say 'curiosity killed the cat', and now I have a deep understanding of the meaning of this statement.

It hurts!There is a dull pain everywhere.

Hate it!I hear the howling that remains here...

Sayoko Yoshino...

what to do?I seem to... feel a little sympathetic to you.

I shouldn't have traced your death out of curiosity in the first place, and then returned to cast a net when I found something amiss...

Now that I understand what happened to you, I also probably know why I am in such a strange situation.

Is it the 'induction' mentioned in the TV series you have watched?I don't know if it's true or not, but I can empathize with the intense emotions left on the scene.

You died with such a heavy hatred, and even now, a year after the incident, I still can’t get rid of the remnants. I wanted to ignore it, but I couldn’t convince myself to pretend that nothing happened.

How to do?