We who can't be heroes [Comprehensive]

At nine o'clock in the evening, Sakuya and Fushimi were going back to Qingyunliao together.Because the ramen shop is within the jurisdiction of sceter4, the two walked back.

Stretching for a long time, Sakuya said contentedly: "Ah - I'm so full, I feel like I can sleep well tonight!"

Fushimi was swiping the terminal at first, when he heard what Sakuya said, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly and said: "You ate three bowls in a row, and one bowl even added noodles, even the boss was scared by you, you can't eat enough Do you?" Thinking of the stunned expression of the ramen shop owner, Fushimi wanted to laugh, and even the other customers in the shop gave Sakuya awe and disbelief.

"Because it's delicious, doesn't Mr. Fushimi think it's delicious?" Sakuya approached Fushimi and asked curiously.

Seeing Sakuya who suddenly approached him, Fushimi's breath was stagnant. After meeting her eyes, he turned his head away and said uncomfortably, "Well, it's okay."

"Hey-" After getting along for so long, Sakuya knew that Fushimi's words should not just listen to the superficial meaning, just like now, when he said "it's okay", it meant that it was delicious.Anyway, she saw that Fushimi had finished eating a whole bowl of ramen, so she must have finished it because she thought it was delicious.She backed away, with her hands behind her back, and said with some pride, "I wanted to take Mr. Fushimi because it was delicious. Speaking of which, the first time I was taken to eat by Daoming Temple and Mr. Akiyama, Daoming Temple also said I hope one day I can make noodles with Mr. Fushimi."

"I refuse," Fushimi said without thinking, "He doesn't even think about it."

"Eh? Why? Mr. Fushimi refused too simply?" Sakuya blinked, tilted his head slightly, and turned his head to look at Fushimi. "I can already imagine that Daomingji felt aggrieved after knowing your answer." Crying face."

Fushimi said nonchalantly, "It's none of my business if he cries for him."

After imagining Daoming Temple's crying expression, Sakuya said bluntly: "It will be very annoying. But Mr. Fushimi can accept my invitation." She stretched out her index finger and middle finger, comparing a "two" number, He even bent his fingers, "I've already had two appointments with Mr. Fushimi!" There was a bit of pride in his words.

You are different.He quickly gave this answer in his heart, almost blurting it out.And Fushimi finally said it after a few seconds of thinking.He looked at Sakuya fixedly: "Because you are different from them." This is no longer a hint, is this an explicit statement?If this idiot still doesn't understand—

"Eh?" Sakuya stared blankly at Fushimi, his expression was obviously shocked, and he was speechless for a while.

...does this guy understand?It seems that you should understand, right?But it looked like he was intimidated.He didn't say that directly, did he?But it would be nice if he could understand, he wouldn't have to—

"Ah—" Sakuya's sudden cry interrupted Fushimi's thoughts, and she punched her fist and said suddenly, "I see, because Mr. Fushimi and I are partners!"

"... Tsk." Isn't this completely incomprehensible!Surrounded by a sense of powerlessness, Fushimi felt that he was going to cry just like Domyoji.He looked at Sakuya expressionlessly, "Well, whatever you say is what it is."

Sakuya pinched her chin and said with a tangled face: "But I don't feel very satisfied."

"What...not satisfied?" Fushimi asked casually, his heart beating faster unconsciously.

"As a partner, Mr. Fushimi's attitude towards me," Sakuya replied naturally, "Although in sceter4, because I am Mr. Fushimi's partner, Mr. Fushimi's attitude towards me is more than that of other colleagues. It is much better, and I can also feel that Mr. Fushimi recognizes that we have a good relationship, but I always feel that when compared with Hatta, I am still being compared." She flattened her lips, "Mr. Fushimi can only watch I won’t get motivated until Hatta, to be honest, I’m a little sore.”

Ahh——My heartbeat suddenly stopped so fast.No, no, rather than returning to the original state, no

For example, it directly becomes a line, which is the straight line that appears on the electrocardiogram after the heart stops beating.Fushimi thought helplessly.

He really wanted to pry Sakuya's head open to see what was inside.Although she hit a straight ball and said that she was very sour, but...it was completely different from the sourness he felt when he saw her getting on well with other people!What the hell!Why do you compare yourself with Misaki?You are the wrong person!

Pushing his glasses, Fukuoka asked Sakuya expressionlessly: "So, you want me to treat you like Misaki?"

Sakuya's nerves are particularly keen in catching dangerous information. She quickly sensed the danger implied in Fushimi's tone, and always felt that something terrible would happen next, so she shook her head quickly: "No, no need!"

But it was too late.She watched Fushimi approaching her step by step, and she followed his steps back step by step until there was no way to go back—too bad, there was a wall behind her.Sakuya swallowed, watching the distance between Fushimi and herself getting closer, only a dozen centimeters away, and the two of them stuck together.But Fushimi stopped, and did not continue to lean forward. He raised his hand to support Sakuya's side, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a pleasant arc.

It's over, it's over!I was slammed by Mr. Fushimi!Besides, he looks like he's going to collapse...

"Are you sure, you really want me to treat you the same way I treat Misaki, sa→ku↗ya↘~hmm?"

Fushimi called Sakuya the way he called his name when he saw Hatta, and the gradually rising vibrato made Sakuya's scalp tingle, and finally he said "um~", the rising ending sound showed him happy, but Sakuya felt goose bumps.She was wrong, she really knew she was wrong, she shouldn't have made such an unreasonable request to Fushimi, she was too young, she never thought that after her name was pronounced by Fushimi, she would be such a ghost Effect.

Looking at the shivering Sakuya, the smile on Fushimi's face became more and more morbid, he deliberately leaned in front of Sakuya, with a mischievous gleam in his eyes: "How, are you satisfied with this? →ku↗ya↘~”

"Sorry for the interruption!" Sakuya pushed Fushimi away and ran away, "Wow, Mr. Fushimi is broken!"

Seeing Sakuya running away gradually, the smile on Fushimi's face gradually disappeared.He couldn't help holding his forehead, and walked towards Qingyunliao with heavy steps.

What did he do just now!