[Black Basket] Shooting a Lover

No one knows how much courage Shimizu Koji mustered up to ask those words, even Shimizu Koji himself doesn't know, he only knows that he wants to ask Akashi that question, that's it.

The question he wants to ask has been asked, even if the answer he got is not what he expected, Koji Shimizu can no longer control it.

Everyone has his own way to go, his strength is so small, all he can do now is to take every step under his feet, and he will have the confidence to protect him when he is sure that he can bear the past. yourself and others.

"Then, it's getting late, I should go home. Thank you very much for today, Akashi-kun. Sugawara, I'm counting on you, and please say 'thank you' to her for me."

"Goodbye, Shimizu-kun."

After saying goodbye to Akashi, Koji Shimizu raised the watch on his wrist to check the time again: 21:45.

As I said before, it was already very late, and there was no point for him to stay.Instead of standing here and being relatively speechless with these two people, it is better to go home and cry and adjust your emotions.

At the moment when he stepped on the subway, he seemed to be driven by something suddenly. Koji Shimizu couldn't help but glanced back at Chiaki Sugawara: the thin girl was supported by the same slender boy, and the long The long hair and the white skirt swayed slightly in the wind, and she looked very peaceful and quiet when she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

——I am more familiar with it, and I hate myself for not being able to think of anything.

Someone's face was superimposed with Sugawara Chiaki's face, but that person's face was shrouded in layers of mist, and he could only see a faint outline.And every time Shimizu Koji tried to clear the fog, the unclear outline disappeared again, and what stayed in his pupils was Sugawara Chiaki's face, not the two superimposed faces.

——No, that's enough, stop such useless speculation.It's useless to remember now, I haven't realized everything yet.

Thinking of this, Koji Shimizu hurried into the subway, there were not many people in the subway, so he deliberately found a corner with few people and sat down.The figures of Akashi and Sugawara gradually disappeared in front of him behind him, and Koji Shimizu, who was sitting by the window, closed his eyes to rest.

After resting for a while, Koji Shimizu unzipped his schoolbag as if he suddenly remembered something.

He took out a stack of papers from his school bag, which was a birthday present from Akashi and Sugawara.When his family was not bad, Koji Shimizu had studied classical piano for several years, and he had no problem understanding music scores with a certain foundation.

"Amorestvitaeessentia".

Latin saying: Love is the essence of life.

When Akashi handed him the sheet music, he just glanced at it roughly, really roughly, because at that time he didn't even remember the name of the sheet music.

"...Allourmemories (all our memories)

Blowing in the wind

……

Lookintomyeyes? (Can you muster up the courage to look me in the eyes?)

Ifthisiswhereweend (if thisiswhereweend)

Thensaygoodbyeandpart

……

I'm longing to feel

Your presence here again

......"

Until getting off the subway, the lyrics were still echoing back and forth in Shimizu Koji's mind.

Koji Shimizu naturally understood that the seemingly ambiguous lyrics did not mean what most people would think of. Holding a stack of papers in his hand, Koji Shimizu walked home with complicated emotions.

Many lights on the street have been extinguished, and Koji Shimizu, who was walking under the dim light, suddenly stopped while walking.

If he's not mistaken, it's...

Kuroko?

The young man with gentle temperament stood quietly in a corner of the street waiting for him. He didn't expect his childhood sweetheart to come out so late to wait for him. Koji Shimizu, who was worried about Kuroko's body, hurried to Kuroko.

"Heizi, what are you waiting for me at this late hour?" Speaking to Heizi in a reproachful tone, Shimizu Koji really didn't have a good temper at this moment.

Compared with him, Heizi's body is much weaker than boys of the same age.Although it was an early summer night, the air was still chilly.In addition, since Kuroko joined the basketball club, he has to do a lot of practice every day, and after a lot of practice, he comes out to enjoy the cold wind... Shimizu Koji totally disagrees.

Without answering Koji Shimizu's words, Kuroko in a blue and white striped jumper just said this sentence.

"Happy birthday, Shimizu-kun."

Koji Shimizu, who heard clearly what Kuroko said, opened his black eyes slightly: "What did you say?"

"I said 'Happy Birthday, Shimizu-kun'." The good-tempered boy patiently repeated his words.

After the family situation deteriorated, his parents were unable to take care of his birthday, and Koji Shimizu didn't want to celebrate his birthday either.There is no need for Shimizu Koji to make a family that is already heavily burdened to cook a delicious meal and buy birthday gifts for such things.

He doesn't need a birthday, so Heizi didn't say happy birthday to him, but today, Heizi said happy birthday to him.

After being silent for a while, Koji Shimizu suddenly raised his head and smiled at Kuroko.

"Thank you, Heizi, thank you very much. If possible, I will treat you to a hot drink."

"No, today is your birthday, so it should be my treat."

"Don't argue with me on this kind of issue, let's go. You usually take care of me so much, it's okay for me to invite you once in a while."

Kuroko, who was walking with Koji Shimizu's arms on his shoulders, also laughed along with him: "Okay, then go to our usual shop, I want a vanilla milkshake."

"This is not what I want to ask you."

"Can't you?"

"OK! Let's go!"

The street lights elongated the shadows of the two, and the two teenagers smiling under the slightly dim light walked towards their destination.

It was a good time for them to have their ups and downs in the glitz, no matter who it is.

Sugawara Chiaki's drinking capacity was extremely bad. When Akashi sent her home, Sugawara Futo, who was in charge of his daughter, kept sniping at Akashi with his eyes.

"I really hate you, Akashi's son."

"Yes."

"I said I hate you very much, I hate people with the surname 'Akashi'."

"Yes, I understand."

"I'm saying I hate you, Akashi."

"Yes, I know."

"...I knew that you are just as boring as your father! Not to mention being rigid and serious, you have a calm and self-possessed appearance all day long, and you don't care about anyone." Conscious of the boringness of this topic, Sugawara Futo put Akashi After summing up the character traits of Akashi's father, he left his daughter's room angrily.

Female college students are not allowed to stay, they can do whatever they want, he is only responsible for cleaning up the mess.

If there is one advantage to be found in Sugawara Chiaki's drinking capacity, it is that her wine taste is very good.Even if she is completely drunk, she will not cause any trouble to others, except for being drunk and unconscious, such as going crazy after drinking, forcibly holding people down and kissing them.

After Sugawara Chiaki settled down smoothly, Akashi tucked up the thin quilt and wanted to leave, but for some reason, he sat back again.

——I don't want to tell him, you just let me fend for myself.

On that day, Akashi, who was indifferent throughout the whole process, and Chiaki Sugawara, who was shrunk in a snail shell and didn't want to go forward, had a little dispute. That's how Sugawara fought.

Of course, it is not a dispute. To be precise, the atmosphere of the two people who were planning to talk peacefully changed suddenly after one of them was poked at the explosive point.

The result of the dispute was that Chiaki Sugawara, who had a temper of a little sheep for thousands of years, got angry and threw a sentence at Akashi, "I don't want you to meddle in my affairs anymore. I am no longer the Chiaki Sugawara who wants to follow you in everything."

Akashi's always calm and gentle face sank on the spot.

I don't know how long I sat by the bed, so long that when Akashi was about to leave, the other party whispered in his sleep, "I'm sorry...and, good night."

The red-haired boy who had stood up and was about to leave turned sideways, and when he saw the girl on the bed who obviously had self-awareness but was still pretending to be dead, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

"Good night, Qianqiu."