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Alas!Mushy!

At the entrance of the hotel, a group of children? Showing their teeth and looking overwhelmed by sweetness, they pursed their lips and wanted to continue watching the show.

Some cherry blossom petals rolled up and slapped their faces coldly with ice.

"Wow! It hurts!"

The students were covering their faces in a hurry. They didn't know when there was a thin layer of ice on their feet. In order to keep their balance, they didn't fall and made various funny movements in the hall.

A little bit of revenge on the students watching the fun, Tsujino Rukuru closed his hand, turned his head and took Nakahara Chuya's hand, and asked in a gentle voice: "Chuya, I kept you waiting."

After she returned to Yokohama from Sendai, she only met her boyfriend a few times. Although they were in the same city, they had no time to stay together for a long time because of their busy work and the pursuit of the black organization.

As a last resort, they picked up online chatting tools again.

Fortunately, today's technology is advanced, and there is an additional video chat function on mobile phones. Although they can't contact each other, they can meet to relieve their longing.

They had already agreed to go out together this evening to watch the fireworks display together—let the students stay with their parents, Tsujino Ruzuru and Nakahara Chuya slipped away quietly, enjoying the time only with each other.

Nakahara also heard her enthusiastic plan, and couldn't bear it any longer? Containing the affection in his heart, he drove directly to the hot spring hotel on his girlfriend's itinerary, put on a kimono and stood at the door looking forward to her arrival.

He kept imitating Tsujino Tsururu's figure in his mind, wanting to see her current appearance.

Accompanied by laughter and laughter, a group of people filed in. Chuya Nakahara looked past the others, and fixed on the figure at the end of the crowd that he had been thinking about day and night.

The moment he saw Tsujino Ruhe, Nakahara Chuya smiled, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, his blue pupils were like sea waves, and there was a gentle breath.

His sudden arrival made Tsujino Ruzuru both surprised and delighted, and the heartfelt "I can't wait to see you" made her face turn red, and she couldn't say anything else for a while, so she could only murmur : "I... very happy."

There are no other sweet words, just expressing her inner feelings truthfully. Her smile after being stunned is the best expression to convey her heart.

Under the cherry blossom trees, a handsome and gentle young man in a purple-black kimono, and a classically beautiful woman stared with joy. The wind gently blew down a few cherry blossoms, and the pink and white petals sprinkled on their heads.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help taking a peek at the sweet love affair between the young couple, seeing them getting closer and closer, their soft lips touching each other.

The "peeping" students gasped, and the adolescent children were filled with the excitement of "I want that, I want that", and they covered their eyes with their hands, but the slits between their fingers were wide open.

"Goo~~"

Several internal roars were particularly obvious in the silent courtyard and hall.

The stomachs of a group of teenagers who hadn’t eaten after training protested: Don’t worry about gossip, go and eat, you’re starving to death!

The stomachs of the nine children were bursting with hunger, which could not be ignored.

Tsujino Rutsuru put his head on his boyfriend's shoulder in frustration: "Oh——"

With her appearance, Zhong Yuan Zhong also faded away his regret, and laughed sullenly: "Liu He, you didn't eat with them, did you?"

He supported the shoulders of his languid girlfriend, and while pushing her inside, he greeted the children.

"Let's go, the dining hall is ready to eat, just waiting for you to come?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye's generous attitude is quite imposing.

Almost all the students present knew that he was Tsujino Rutsuru's boyfriend, and they greeted him one after another: "Mr. Nakahara, long time no see."

Only Yuzu Youren was in the mix, hesitating and whispering to himself: "Am I? Should I be called brother-in-law?"

But cousin? Not married yet?

Zhongyuan Zhong also has a keen ear. Hearing what his girlfriend's cousin said, he coughed, don't you know? Do you want to respond?

Tsujino Rutsuru, who lowered his head, didn't refute, instead, he reached out and patted Hirohito's shoulder, and smiled at him.

Yuzu Yuhito, who is good at observing words and expressions, moved back and forth between the two of them, vaguely speaking, and followed the friends to call Zhongya Zhongya "Mr. Zhongyuan".

Feel the atmosphere is a bit subtle.

Knotweed Yuren rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and slipped to the dining hall, taking a step first.

One word from him made the minds of the slow couple behind the crowd float.

Tsujino Ruzuru's thoughts on enjoying the food also became much less, and he sat in the room after eating and thought about it.

buckle -

It was Nakahara Chuya who knocked on the door.

"No? Take a nap?"

He sat beside her and said with concern.

"I am not tired."

Tsujino Ruzuru shifted his seat to get closer to him.

"So? Ah..."

After saying this, the space fell into a silent silence, and neither of the two spoke.

After a long time, Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth: "Liuhe, you said that we will..."

Before he could finish his words, his shoulders sank.

It was Tsujino Rutsuru who fell asleep leaning on his shoulder, exhaling and breathing very steadily, the black hair on her forehead fell above her closed eyelids, casting a shadow.

Did you say no just now? Tired, no? Sleepy?

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded her nose helplessly.

Regardless of whether she was really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping, Nakahara Chu also couldn't say what she wanted to ask.

Zhongyuan Zhong also carefully used his gravity ability to lift him up and hug him horizontally, gently placing her in the quilt.

After some movements, Tsujino Liuhe didn't wake up from the toss - she really fell asleep.

Taking children outside for training camps is not an easy job. She has to keep an eye on their status all the time, what progress has been made, what are the deficiencies, whether there is any psychological problem, and whether the nutrition is enough?

Anyway, she has to think about it.

There are also family and writing matters to attend to.

Her nerves were actually tense.

It is true that she said she was not tired, because she has long been used to this kind of high-intensity work, but humans are not machines. Not only the blazing sun, but also the rustling of the cherry trees.

Tsujino Crane fell asleep in the spring light.

After tucking in the quilt for her, Nakahara sat wantonly on the tatami, holding the book she wrote in his hand, and quietly accompanied her.

This afternoon nap was not long. An hour later, Tsujino Ruzuru slowly opened his eyes, and the only thing he saw was his lover's profile.

The light and shadow divided him into two halves, the half facing the sun had lighter orange hair, and the half facing away from it showed a deeper ocher red.

Realizing that Tsujino Ruzuru had woken up, Nakahara put down his book and turned his back to the sunlight. There was only a little light left on his body, and the rest of his body was facing the shade.

Tsujino Ruzuru closed her eyes, and when she opened them again she hummed hoarsely.

"You just woke up? Drink some water to moisten your throat."

Zhong Yuanzhong also fed her water, and placed the other palm under her chin to prevent the water from dripping from her lips onto her clothes.

Looking up at his caring expression and the undisguised affection in his eyes, Tsujino Liuhe obediently drank the water with his hand, didn't he? Waiting for Nakahara to find a handkerchief, her moist red lips kissed his face.

"It's so comfortable, I'm going to change clothes and soak in the hot spring."

Tsujino Rutsuru stretched his waist and let out a contented voice.

"Chuya, why don't you go for a dip too?"

huh huh?

One, one, soak together?

After being kissed by her, Chuya Nakahara's brain was a little short-circuited: "No? No? No, isn't this? Okay?" He said incoherently.

Are the two of you wearing clothes and soaking in the same hot spring? !

"..."

The head of the orange-haired youth is about to become a steam engine!

"What's not? Good?"

Rutsuru Tsujino, who quickly changed into his bathrobe, heard his refusal and said casually, "You have tattoos, don't you? Can you go in?"

In the past? When Japanese sex was popular, tattoos would be tattooed on the body. Hot spring shops didn’t want to provoke gangsters. Over time, an unspoken rule was formed for guests with tattoos to cover up in hot spring hotels.

"Tattoo? I didn't get that."

Zhong Yuanzhong also denied it. When he was young and frivolous, he just loved racing cars. No one in Hong Kong or black high-level people like tattoos.

"Then do you like to soak in hot springs with Yuren and his children?"

Want to come? Want to go, Tsujino Ruzuru guessed this point.

No? Want to bring the kids?

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly understood, and his own thoughts went wrong.

...So that's what it means.

For himself? He wanted to tilt his face to the wall for a second.

"No? It's..." Nakahara Chuya said dryly, "I was thinking about other things just now, and my answer was wrong."

Tsujino Ruzuru heard, relieved? He patted his boyfriend on the back distressedly: "You work? It's hard work. It's good to soak in the hot spring."

After all, she brought up the old story again: "Aren't you guys so eager to track down the black organization? Although I want the medicine, it's not so imminent."

"You and he are both overly worried."

"My body is really fine, I just chased that potion out of obsession."

"Ah."

Zhong Yuan also looked at her, with an expression of "If you want me to believe, I will answer".

"..."

Persuasion failed again, Tsujino Ruzuru gave up resistance and pushed him to change clothes wordlessly.

"Let's go to the hot spring."

"Don't think about it, I'm fine!"

But she didn't know that Zhong Ye's heart was aroused again.

Is it because Liu He suddenly fell asleep in the afternoon because of the price of stripes?

Did she? Did she fall asleep on purpose after wanting to talk more?

The always open-minded young man began to worry about love.

On the other hand, the deeply thoughtful Mori Ogai seldom let go of his thoughts. After work, he was looking forward to the fireworks display tonight.

He has experienced many fireworks, but only this time, he spent it with his daughter, so he is full of enthusiasm for it.

In the corner of the beautifully decorated office, there is a luxuriant ice flower on the low-key wooden table.

It was a birthday present from Tsujino Rutsuru.

The branches are made of cyan ice, and the center of the white ice flowers is dotted with bright red and waxy yellow. ? Make the sound of gold and jade knocking.

This ice flower is not only very ornamental, but also has the function of a spell town house. At first glance, it is a gift made by Tsujino Rutsuru with a lot of thought.

She obviously put a lot of thought into it, but she refused to sign it when she sent it out.

Mori Ogai counted around, but found no gift from his daughter. When he was lost, he was reminded by his subordinates to look in the anonymous gift.

After opening the not-so-exquisite package, what was inside was as exquisite as a flower branch in the hands of a goddess, which really made Mori Ogai both "moved" and "funny".

It's too awkward, Liuhe sauce.

After admiring the ice flowers sent by his daughter for a while, Mori Ogai was going to go to the fireworks display with several high-level executives except the Jewel King.

Before leaving, he didn't see the figure of Chuya Zhongyuan, and he was wondering: "Aren't you called Mr. Zhongye?"

Koyo Ozaki and Verlaine don't talk?

The honest man Akutagawa Ryunosuke replied: "Mr. Nakahara left at noon." At the end, he added, "It seems to be talking about hot springs or something."

Then he saw veins appearing on the leader's face, his face was full of blackness, and he gritted his teeth: "That brat!"