[Comprehensive] I could have HE!

Eri sat across from Tezuka Kunimitsu, drinking milk with her head down. After the can of milk was drained, she leaned on the sofa contentedly, and picked up the decorative pillows from the dessert shop.

Tezuka used to take great pains to correct her casual sitting posture, but later seeing that she couldn't change it, he simply stuffed the pillow into her arms—Hidei's school uniform skirt is very beautiful, but it is obviously not good in preventing exposure persuasive.

Eri is so self-conscious today, one is because of habit, and the other is because Tezuka Kunimitsu has been distracted by her for a long time, and it seems that he has no extra thoughts to discipline her.

This kind of state of laxity is too rare for the meticulous Tezuka Kunimitsu, so she didn't remind the boy, but quietly waited for him to come back to his senses.

In fact, the young man's distracted appearance is actually the same as usual, even if you use a magnifying glass to study it, you may not be able to find the abnormality-he is reticent, and rarely responds to her topics, but Eri doesn't care. It was a mess of nonsense, and Tezuka listened carefully, his cold eyes were like melting snow, as soon as she raised her head, she could see his gaze.

But today, Tezuka Kunimitsu still didn't notice that he was so bored that he wanted to tear apart the pillow.

This is a little strange.

Finally, she couldn't help but said, "Tezuka, do you have something on your mind today?"

"En?" The boy responded casually, and then realized what she said, paused for a moment, and said, "No."

"Really?" Eri leaned over and lay down on the table, staring at him with a rigorous experimental spirit, "I heard that when someone is lying, you don't look into the other person's eyes, Tezuka, you have to look at him." Look into my eyes and say it again?"

She felt that the boy sighed—although he didn't express anything on the surface, "Are you bored?"

"Hey!" Eri showed a complaining expression, "You really don't have any self-consciousness, we've been here for an hour." She puffed her cheeks and added, "—During this hour, Tezuka Didn't say a word to me!"

"Ah. I'm sorry." Tezuka seemed to realize it now, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "...Let's go out."

On the streets of Tokyo at the beginning of the night, Eri questioned for a long time but failed to get Tezuka out of his mind, which made her a little frustrated, but girls' tempers come and go quickly, and there was a long queue at Tezuka, Eri smiled happily again as she handed her her favorite cone.

"It's really cunning," she still struggled in front of the food, and said, "Tezuka seems to know how to deal with me."

Tezuka just stroked her hair.

Such a gentle and silent gesture reminded her suddenly - this kind of understanding should have been mutual.

It was she who unilaterally forgot all this.

Eri took a bite of the cone and felt inexplicably lost. Tezuka noticed the change in her mood and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm... I was thinking," Eri raised her head, "Sure enough, I should recover my memory."

Tezuka looked at her silently.

"At least remember how to deal with you, Tezuka!" She clenched her fists and said.

With this menacing appearance, it is easy for people to think that she is expressing some lofty ambitions, but she said it so simply, as if this is an important goal for her.

The boy seemed to think for a moment, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Need not."

The girl raised her head curiously, feeling that his words were a bit out of date, "What?"

"What you want," Tezuka Kunimitsu looked down at her, a gentle phantom appeared in his always indifferent eyes in the night, "...just say it straight."

The girl held up the cone and looked a little dazed. Maybe it was the hidden and overly conniving meaning in this sentence that surprised people. She buffered it in her mind for a while before she realized it. She blinked her eyes and said nothing. Answer the call.

She didn't know if she was qualified to accept this unconditional kindness.

Walking through a street, under the bustling and bright lights, she finally spoke after seemingly deliberating.

"...Then, can I ask a slightly excessive question?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded slightly, a gesture of acquiescence.

"At that time," Eri raised her face and met his gaze, with pure curiosity in her eyes, she said, "Why did we break up?"

[Thinking back now, what happened later, there were actually early signs.

After entering the second year of junior high school, he officially assumed the responsibility of the head of the tennis department of the Youth Academy. The schoolwork, the student union, and the affairs of the tennis department made the little spare time even more tense.

They met less and less time, and after being late for another appointment, he saw that the girl's always proud expression was vaguely mixed with sadness.

The boy, who was not good at words, just stretched out his hand, and hugged the girl who was sitting alone under the fountain in the garden into his arms.

He actually thought that she would lose her temper, or fight unilaterally for many days like before, but on that day, she did nothing.

"... Guoguang."

She didn't even ask him what he did when he was late, as if he had finally gotten used to it, and accepted the situation silently and tolerantly, but she tightly grasped the boy's hand at the corner of his clothes, revealing her inner anxiety.

At that time... At that time, he should have seen that hidden under the calm surface, she tried her best to maintain a fragile illusion.

—but he didn't.

"The show is over." She threw the ticket for the musical into the trash can, turned around with her hands behind her back, and looked distressed, "Now, where should we go?"

Temporary changes to plans rarely occur in Tezuka Kunimitsu's life, which made him think for a moment, "This... is very close to my home."

"Eh?"

"My mother kept saying that she wanted to see you."

"What??" Eri looked at him blankly and surprised, with an indigestible look, "You actually told your family?"

Her expression became lively again because of this unexpected event.

There was a smile in Tezuka's eyes, and he admitted frankly, "Yes."

In fact, he couldn't hide it at all.

When liking someone, there is a difference in every subtlety, and others may not be able to find out, but the family members who get along day and night can quickly analyze the reason from it - besides, he has no intention of hiding it.

It was his mother's happy expression of "that's great, I thought you would spend your whole life with tennis", which made him a little embarrassed.

When she got home, the girl inevitably showed a look of bewilderment, different from her usual arrogant attitude, she grabbed the corner of his clothes and emphasized, "Tell auntie that I'm just here to do my homework. "

"what."

"Don't expose me! Do you hear me!!"

"what."

"Don't fool me either!!"

Tezuka put away the keys, opened the door and said, "Got it."

It's just this clumsy camouflage, and there's nothing to hide from my mother's perceptive eyesight.

She brought tea for them, gave her son a 'good job' expression, and closed the door with a sneaky smile.

Eri walked around his room curiously, and commented, "Kunimitsu's room...is boring as expected."

Even so, she still didn't miss any corner, as if she wanted to study his boring life thoroughly, she flipped through the boy's childhood photo album, and after a while, she quietly commented, "You The girl next to her looks really cute."

Tezuka looked at her silently.

"There is a friend who grew up together," she seemed to recall something, and said with emotion, "...it's not bad."

The expression on her face was actually a bit complicated, but Tezuka only regarded it as envy and longing, and said lightly, "I can see her at dinner."

"what?"

"Her parents are not at home this month." After a simple explanation, he lowered his head and started to do his homework.

"Huh? Guoguang? Is this your girlfriend?" During dinner, the neighbor's sister seemed very curious, and asked carelessly at the dinner table. Mother coughed, and father and grandfather tried their best to pretend not to hear, maintaining The girl's self-esteem is strong and she refuses to show shyness.

Tezuka Kunimitsu thought countless times afterwards, if he could notice her strangeness that day... then, it should be different.

The neighbor's sister seemed to hit it off with Eri very much, and they chatted for a while before returning to their home. When Tezuka found Eri in the yard, the girl was looking at the fish swimming in the pond with ecstasy. The moonlight reflected on her face, which looked a little obscure.

Tezuka called her several times before she recovered from her wild thoughts.

"Ah, Guoguang..." She stretched out her hand to him almost habitually, wanting him to pull her up, but when she thought that this was at the boy's house, she quickly withdrew her movement.

This made the young man a little regretful.

The girl also sighed, and said, "The sister who came today told me a lot about your childhood."

"?" Tezuka looked at her suspiciously.

"That's great, childhood sweetheart or something..." She said envious words, but her face turned into "It's so strange why she knows so much!" ' expression.

Tezuka rubbed her head, relying on his long-standing familiarity, he immediately said, "Don't make random guesses."

"It's not just random guessing!" The girl finally tore away the appearance of yin and yang, and glared at him angrily, "Growing up with such a beautiful sister, I must have had a good time as a child... first love or something... just thinking about it." Get angry if you think about it!"

"Not her."

"what?"

How could it be someone else.

Under the moonlight, the boy still looked calm and self-sustaining, but where the girl couldn't see, the roots of his ears were slightly stained with crimson heat.

First love...it's obviously you.

Perhaps it was the words that appeared in my mind unexpectedly, the rapid heartbeat provoking panic and restlessness, this kind of strange emotion that always pops up when facing her, let the boy take the lead in the very rare eyes Look away.

What was different from the past was that Eri didn't ask the question "Who is that?" - as long as she asked, the answer would be honestly revealed to her - but she didn't seem interested, and let it go absent-mindedly. Past this topic.

He had no choice but to say in a calmer, more blunt tone than usual, "I'll take you home."

——That sentence trembled on the tip of my heart for a long time, but I didn't say it from my mouth after all.

At that time, the teenager who wanted to hide his abnormality too much didn't realize why she suddenly said such words, and how badly he handled it. 】

The author has something to say:

I want to change this chapter, but because I have to hand in my homework tomorrow (and I, of course, my sister has not finished it)... so let's do it first...