[Net King + Patterns] Ugly Fish

Slow, step-by-step metamorphosis, the process is euphemistically called 'growth', while the instant distortion is usually called: [abnormal].

I think my state at this moment... definitely belongs to the latter.

I know it's not good, such hysterical emotions, no matter whether I vent it or not, I will suffer in the end... But I can't find a better way to relieve it.

It's not good to make up your mind, and it's not right to speculate about everything around you with malicious intent, but...who makes this world too strange, please forgive me for being a newcomer, and I have no choice but to rely on subconscious reactions to deal with it.

Alright, alright~ I just found reasons for my out-of-control behavior, and I can't hide it with any excuses. In fact, I am a very bad person.

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Quietly raised my hand to wipe my face, adjusted my distorted mentality, I forced myself to put on an expression of great joy and looked at Kiichi Matsuyama who was standing more than ten meters away.

The street was full of traffic in the twilight, and the young man was tall and tall amidst the bustling crowds. The golden red light outlined the delicate outline of his eyebrows and eyes. Just standing leisurely still attracted the passing crowd to look back frequently.

Nice scenery, isn't it?

If I hadn't held extreme malice and doubts from the beginning, I believe I would have used all means to take him as my own. The so-called 'fateful encounter', if it was God's will...

Amidst the turbulent crowd, Kiichi Matsuyama turned his head as if feeling something, his eyes searched the crowd for a moment, and then met mine precisely, and the corners of his mouth curled up amidst the mottled light and shadow.

Unexpectedly, my steps stopped, I took a deep breath, hid my hands behind my back in a panic and clenched my fists, suppressed the strange pain that was burning like needles in my chest, and then... jogged to catch up .

"I'm sorry...have you been waiting for a long time?" I lowered my head and said timidly.

He let out a chuckle as if relaxed, "Being late is a girl's patent, and..."

There was a subtle pause for a few seconds, and a slender palm came into my field of vision, "I didn't wait too long~"

——Is this... a silent invitation?

I stared at the beautiful palm under my eyes, hesitated for a moment, then carefully took my hand out from behind, and slowly placed it in his palm.

"Let's go~" He tightened his five fingers and pulled me back into the street where day and night are changing.

It wasn't until I had walked a long distance that I finally said, "Huh? Where are you going? Where's your car?"

Matsuyama Kiichi slowed down, and when I caught up with him, he tilted his head slightly, showing a warm smile, "As a thank you last time, I invite you to dinner."

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The "treat to dinner" that Matsuyama Takahiko referred to refers to a slightly crowded snack shop behind the bustling commercial street after the two of them walked for more than ten minutes.

The name and signboard of the store was hidden under the blurred light, but the sound from inside was unexpectedly lively. As soon as one stepped into the store, it was almost full of seats.

The figure paused slightly, and I raised my eyebrows somewhat in surprise—it was not a high-end place as I thought, but a place closer to the vulgar market place.

And I have always liked this kind of noise, even in the original world... Is it a coincidence?

Maybe I misunderstood my hesitation at the moment, Matsuyama Kiichi, who was one step ahead, suddenly turned around, with a shy expression on his face? "I'm sorry..." The thin lips parted slightly, close to a sigh.

I glanced at him in a daze, I just remembered other things and didn't think about it for a while. I looked around, paused, and my eyes suddenly lit up, "There is a place there!"

While talking, he turned his attention to the customer and dragged people over—the target was a double seat hidden in a remote corner, which would be ignored if he didn't pay attention.

The two settled down in the seat they found. After sitting down, I let out a long breath, and then I had time to ask Matsuyama Kiichi who was opposite me, "I'm sorry for what?"

He stared at me for a while, his expression changed briefly, and finally he shook his head, "No, it's nothing." As if to cover up something, he showed a bright smile, "The food here is very good. Is there anything you don't like? ?"

"You decide." I shrugged, looked left and right, and was gradually relieved by the atmosphere.

"OK." He got up and walked towards the counter without looking at the menu on the table for people to choose from.

After watching him cross the aisle and stand at the counter, I looked away, looked down at my hands on the table, and squinted my eyes.

Obviously, Kiichi Matsuyama's background is in the same class as Sakurako Sanjo; if the encounter between the two is not accidental... what is his purpose?And who...provided accurate information on his first encounter?

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Too few clues and too many mysteries.

I was worried that I was preconceived and misled by Yoshino Sayoko; if Matsuyama Kiichi was innocent... this idea just came up and I rejected it.

No, no, I don't think it's because I have dark thoughts. You know, with Sanjo Sakurako's looks, there's no reason for a high-quality boy like Matsuyama Takaichi to fall in love at first sight.

It’s not that I’m being sentimental, Matsuyama Kiichi gave me the same feeling: he has been emitting hormones intentionally or unintentionally from the very beginning, and he even made unmistakable behaviors on the way here.

With so many thoughts, I couldn't help but put my eyes on the counter again, and then I was stunned——Takashi Matsuyama was chatting with the shopkeeper while looking back at this place... He seemed to be startled by my gaze, and immediately became dazed again Smile.

I took out the mood of looking at countless gold, silver and jewels, and returned my eyes that were close to obsession. After he turned his head in embarrassment, my heart suddenly sank: It is not an illusion... Kiichi Matsuyama...he...

Maybe he didn't expect that I would pay the same attention to him at that time, the moment when the eyes met unexpectedly, Matsuyama Takahiro had an unmistakable boredom on his face, and...

I should recall carefully, if it had nothing to do with Sayoko Yoshino, would Sanjo Sakura have offended someone before without knowing it... Otherwise, how could she have provoked such a high-level acting talent?

Looking at Matsuyama Kiichi who walked slowly, his face full of tenderness, the corners of my eyes twitched, and a thin layer of sweat crept out of my back.

……Dividing line……

To tell you the truth, the so-called 'dating' came to a perfect end, excluding the secrets of Matsuyama Kiichi and I.

After having dinner in a simple but unique shop, Kiichi Matsuyama took me for a stroll, the places we went to were night markets and specialty shops, we chatted with each other, and waited until nine o'clock when he watched me climb up and come to greet me car, and then... Make the time to call to make sure you're home safely.

Kiichi Matsuyama performed seamlessly, regardless of appearance or demeanor; if it weren't for the strangeness he might inadvertently reveal, I would really think that I had an affair.

In his self-reported life experience to me, he is a good boy who is motivated:

An ordinary family background, parents far away in Hokkaido, currently studying in a high school in Tokyo, planning to enter a well-known university next year, working part-study recently to reduce the pressure on parents, no bad habits, single.

When we were about to part, I also knew why the phrase 'sorry' came. He apologized to me because he couldn't invite girls to spend in more upscale places due to economic reasons.

Think about it ~ this kind of legendary "Phoenix Man", how much shit luck does it take to meet him!

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I sat in the noisy classroom, lowered my head, and stared at the thin book in my hand—it was also a gift from last night, and I got it in bits and pieces after wandering all the way.

In fact, they are all worthless gadgets, key chains grabbed from claw machines, snapshots on the street... The most eye-catching thing is this paperback book.

Kiichi Matsuyama sent at the end

It is said to be his favorite book for me.

After I got home, I couldn't wait to open it, and then found the folded page in the book. After reading it carefully, I don't know how to describe my mood.

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[It's not that I don't love your youth.It's just that at that time, there were many people who loved you, not least of which was me.What should I do, rack my brains or play tricks? ]

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[How many people love you when you are young and happy, and admire your beauty, whether it is false or true.There is only one who loves your pilgrim soul and the painful lines on your old face. ]

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—— Duras's "Lover".

Kiichi Matsuyama... Really... I really have some ink in my stomach, right?At least he was almost gifted when it came to pleasing women.

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My fingers slid gently along the edge of the book, and after a while, with a silent sneer, I closed the page and stuffed it into the drawer. After thinking about it, I took out something from the pencil case, and started to play with it carefully.

It's decided——I agreed to Kiichi Matsuyama's invitation again, and after school, I'll find a lively place with him to continue selling bonsai, the so-called 'share joys and sorrows'.

At my fingertips is a small headshot, the kind that the street machine made once. I was planning to put it into the necklace clasp and hang it around my neck...to prove that Sanjo Sakura understood his hints.

After I was done, I opened the necklace pendant and stared at the photo with my eyes downcast—the flowery and delicate boy and the mediocre girl leaning together, with bright smiles, no matter if they were sincere or fake.

[There is only one who loves your pilgrim soul and the painful lines on your old face. ]———Matsuyama Kiichi, let me see what you mean by 'love your pilgrim soul'.

The laughter in my ears gradually subsided, and footsteps sounded outside the corridor, accompanied by the melodious sound of the school bell. I came back to my senses and hurried to speed up, put the pendant through the collarbone chain, and then raised my hand to hang it on the Between the neck...

In the next second, some daredevil slammed into him from behind... [改——] With a muffled sound, the attacked body leaned forward, and the necklace slipped from his fingers.

wipe!what bastard!

I turned around and glared.

"Ah - I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The two familiar boys in the class lowered their heads and apologized while shoving each other, and walked away indifferently while talking.

Withdrawing my gaze, I turned my head to bend down to pick up the lost item, but my gaze stopped when I encountered a pair of shoes, gray plaid pants...it was a boy.

从

The necklace that flew out of my hand landed at the opponent's feet, which was also on the edge of my desk, barely blocking the way, which is not surprising. What surprised me was the opponent's performance.

It stands to reason that it is understandable for a person to step on it without paying attention, as if he was frozen. If the photo chain pendant lying on the ground wasn't bouncing off, I would think he saw a time bomb that was about to detonate.

Before he had time to do anything, he had already bent down and reached for the necklace, and then...

I saw the astonishment and sharpness in his eyes when he raised his head.

The dark brown pupils seemed to be wide open in disbelief, or... as if they dimmed for a moment and then remembered something... the eyes were extremely sharp.

However, the momentary loss of control was fleeting, and he quickly returned to normal. He threw the things into my hands and walked quickly to the back of the classroom.

Mingo Ryo...what did he see that caused that expression...huh?How to describe it?

It was an intensity that could not be mistaken, as if after a long period of confusion, he finally found the deep-rooted feeling of killing his father and enemy... It can't be regarded as hatred.

I resisted the desire to look back to find out, put the necklace into the pencil case, sat upright like everyone else, and quietly waited for the teacher of this class to arrive.

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I don't know if it's an illusion, but for the next whole day, there will always be a peeping sight behind the classroom, and the direction is from the back of the classroom, to be exact, Mingo Ryo, but every time I turn around intentionally or unintentionally, I don't find anything.

I couldn't think of the reason for scratching my head, so I had to tell myself maybe...too sensitive?

Morning, lunch break, afternoon... time passes without knowing it.

The daytime study time ended, and the classroom quickly became empty. I slowly packed my schoolbag, refused the invitation of the girl who didn’t know whether it was friendly or not, and waited until there were only two or three kittens left before getting up and staggering out.

Walk through the hallway, down the stairs, and stroll along the boulevard.

As I walked, the figure at the end of the road ahead made me startled.

It's Mingo Ryo...

He changed into sports clothes, obviously... he was going to participate in social activities, right?What... forgot to bring something?

Seeing the hurrying pace of the approaching person, I turned sideways to slightly out of the way, and then...he stopped two meters away, did not speak but was clearly blocking the way, and had a vicious expression on his face.

I moved my steps quietly, and his gaze immediately came over. The bright eyes were somewhat menacing: Don't move!I am looking for you!

The look in his eyes seemed to be roaring like this.

So, he and I just looked at each other silently.

……

After looking him up and down for a long time, the corner of my mouth twitched.

What do you want? This is it?