[Black Basket] Never expected

The distress of the girl Hina is like the turbulent tide in the Sea of ​​Japan, slapping the other side of my heart.

In the entrance examination two years ago, I was full of confidence that I would definitely be admitted to a school in Tokyo, but the result was that the day before the exam, I dreamed that Ryota hugged my waist and cried that I was really going to repeat the grade. I was scared all over The cold sweat suddenly broke out, and then I couldn't fall asleep again, and sat alone on the bed until dawn.

I was mentally weak during the exam, which led to poor performance. In the end, I missed my favorite school, but fortunately, I was admitted to a certain national school in Osaka Prefecture.

As expected, Liang Nai of the same class entered the vocational school in Kanagawa with unbelievable results, but at the same time, her modeling career developed very smoothly, and she became a minor celebrity in the industry in less than a year The model seems to have the intention to turn to actor development recently.

Kasamatsu-kun is currently living quite well in a private school in Kanagawa. I heard that he has recently become the new head of the school's basketball department. He still has the same indelible enthusiasm for basketball as when he was a teenager; Ryota and I still go together His school watched a game once. Although the players on the field were all unfamiliar faces, it made people feel like returning to Haichang's old days.

In a word, all these years, everyone has been moving forward smoothly according to the life path they planned, which is really something to be happy about.

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This delusion lasted until Midsummer Night.

The holidays are approaching, and almost all the elective courses have been completed;

In addition, the last week was club activity week, following the habit of high school, I was not interested in clubs until college. In the first grade, I was encouraged to reluctantly join the legendary club with only eight members. He resolutely chose to withdraw from the Ministry.

It's a bit of a hassle to get home, but anyway, I prefer a bed and a TV at home to a simple apartment I share with my girlfriends.

After dinner, I was sitting on the sofa watching NHK’s replay of the earthquake documentary. The housewife who was separated from her daughter in the earthquake was crying in front of the camera. I was already very sad when I saw it. At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

While reluctantly staring back at the TV screen in three steps and one step at a time, I went to open the door - the moment I opened the door, the face on the opposite side, which had become a little different from the memory, made me startled subconsciously.

Because the distance is a bit far, and as a third-year student, it is impossible for him to be as leisurely as before. Tutoring and academic matters have become so troublesome that he has to stop all modeling work, and the competition is only occasionally for the purpose of relaxing. and participate in;

As for me, because I have known each other for more than ten years, there is really no need to stage the drama of not seeing each other for a day, even if I don’t contact each other for a few days, I will not have the urgent desire to see the other party——In this state, We haven't seen each other for over two months.

I have also connected through video calls several times, but after all, I did not have the heart-pounding realism when I saw the real person.

He is a bit taller than before, over 190 centimeters by visual inspection, and he is approaching the height of the door frame; and his appearance is much more mature than before. Since he stopped working as a model, his charming fine model rarely appears, so The whole person also appears more stable.

As soon as our two eyes met, his face immediately collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his hands clasped my shoulders with tears in his eyes. Before I had time to ask the reason, two lines of tears flowed down from him.

"Yangcai, I can't go to the same university as you..."

I look at his face and take back what I said earlier.

Steady is an adjective that probably won't suit him for the rest of his life. He is still the naive middle school student that year.

In fact, it is great to be able to go to the same university. Although I am not particularly keen on the sticky drama between couples, it is better to meet each other than to be separated.But calm down and think about it, even if the school I am studying at is not as good as Keio Hitotsubashi among the national universities, but with Ryota's consistent grades——I can only say that I have no confidence in his original promise from the bottom of my heart. Have great expectations.

So, even though I had been mentally prepared before, I was still a little sad when I heard the moment when my expectations were shattered.

This little sadness seemed insignificant in front of the crying boy.

I rubbed the tissue I just used to wipe my tears on his face, and then smoothed his hair: "It's okay, we can still meet during the holidays as before, after graduation, the courses and so on will be lighter than in high school." There are many, don't worry too much."

The big monster dragged me into its arms and rubbed the top of my head. After a while, I felt that the top of my head that had just been washed was wet.

I patted his back and asked casually, "Is the new school in Kanagawa?"

I felt him shake his head.

"Tokyo?"

Still shaking his head.

"When I filled out the intention to go to school, I filled in all the schools in Osaka." Said the big twitching monster.

……

Eh?

All... all schools in Osaka?

It's not that I don't care about my boyfriend at all. When he was just in the third grade, I also tried to ask him about his ideal college, but the guy still pretended to be mysterious to me. He got the incomprehensible answer of "You will be surprised by Yangcai".I'm not particularly attached to anything, since he doesn't talk about it, I don't ask.

Now, I finally understand the meaning of the phrase "Hina, you will definitely be surprised".

Really surprised.

The two of us stood at the door, and the warm midsummer wind blew and blew.

Ryota took a deep breath, and his nasal voice was a bit heavy: "At first, it was plan A to get into the same school, but I also thought about what to do if I failed, so I made plan B later - even if I can't be in the same school, in the end At least in one city."

...What, did this guy just care about being handsome and never thought about asking for my permission...

Well, I don't object, but!At least let me know about such an important matter!

And the crucial matter of going to university, if you just decide it as you like out of the simple consideration of "wanting to be in the same area with your girlfriend", isn't it too hasty?

This heart... always feels heavier than I can bear.

The heart is like melting liqueur chocolate, sweet and a bit intoxicatingly bitter.

I stood on tiptoe and kissed the side of his neck, as if this small action had ignited a fire on his body, the temperature of the skin suddenly rose, the chest heaved violently, and after crying, the hoarse voice whispered in my ear He called my name several times.

The situation... seems a bit wrong...

I wanted to respond. After all, I haven't seen each other for a long time. Although the sweet love period has passed, the long-lost goodbye really makes people feel a little... uncontrollable?

I opened my mouth, just about to say something, when suddenly——

"Cough cough!"

The sudden coughing sound from behind made me instantly stiff, as if I had been struck by a thunderbolt.

Ryota slowly raised his head, over the top of my head, I felt he should have seen something horrible.I followed his movements and turned around. Dad was standing not far behind me calmly, holding the annual joint issue of the car magazine in his hand.

It's hard to tell his mood from his expression.

But my gut tells me it's not good, very bad.

When Ryota had the guts to kneel down in front of my father and ask him to allow me to date, the expression on my father's face was almost the same as it is now.It seemed that he didn't care that nothing happened, and in the next second he suddenly changed his face and rushed into the kitchen with a frying pan. If it wasn't for my mother and I hugging his thigh together, I wouldn't be able to see the real Kise Ryo now too much.

So far, our communication has not been formally agreed, and optimistically speaking, it is only at the stage of muddling through.

I secretly pushed Ryota, signaling him to run away before Dad exploded.

But it seems that in such a "confrontation", male hormones are always particularly easy to be stimulated, and then spread to the brain to affect normal thinking.

In normal times, I can definitely say with confidence that even though Kise Ryota has no academic accomplishments, he has incomparable talents in social interaction and sports, such a sunny, lively, cheerful, clever and lovable person Where can I find a good boy!

But now, even though I have given him a dangerous signal, he doesn't seem to notice it at all.

Probably he is really concerned about the fact that the relationship is not approved by the parents.

His palms were a little sweaty, but he still insisted on not running away. He pulled me aside and faced my father directly, his eyes shining brightly.

This is not yet an orgasm.

When Dad said in a calm tone with a storm hidden in it: "Ah, it's Ryota...", he answered without fear of death: "Long time no see, Dad."

Then I saw Dad's face flushed with horror, choking on saliva.

In the next second, the thick combined issue of the magazine flew out of his hand, and with a "whoosh" cut through the quiet air, it went straight to Ryota's face.But my father, who graduated from the Department of Literature, has been very bad at sports since he was ten years old. In addition, as he got older, the magazine ran away along an unprepared trajectory for a long distance, and happened to hit the vase on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and the debris and The fake flowers were immediately spread all over the floor.

"You kid...wait for me! Don't run! Wait for me!"

He turned around and walked to the second floor. I guess he was going to the balcony to remove the clothes rail.

This... what is going on here!

I resentfully turned Ryota who was really planning to wait here, kicked his ass hard, and printed a huge slipper print on his white pants, "Hurry up and leave me!" ! My dad is absolutely serious!"

"But--"

"Don't be so! Don't think that since you grew up in the opposite door, he wouldn't dare to beat you."

"I've... made up my mind!"

"Are you conscious of being beaten to death? Let's go!"

It took a lot of effort to push him out of the door, but as soon as the door was closed, a roar came from the balcony on the second floor: "Don't run!" Then there was the crisp sound of "crashing" glass shattering.