[Comprehensive] I could have HE!

"So, did we break up because of the beautiful neighbor sister?"

Eri threw the wrapping paper of the cone into the trash can, patted the crumbs off her hands, and asked back.

[It's hard to say how much the neighbor's sister contributed to the breakup.

She seemed to finally feel the danger of the bamboo horse being snatched away, and began to use the friendship she grew up with Tezuka to give him lunch or clothes when the weather turned cold and he had to train—this This scene has been seen many times by Eri.

Eri felt a little annoying, so she told Qiuzi about it, but Tezuka never touched the things sent by the neighbors, which also made her anger unexplainable.

He will draw a line with others because of having a girlfriend, but he will not break up with the girl he grew up with because of this.

The principles of teenagers are sometimes rigid and fair to the point of inhumanity.

Eri started to threaten Tezuka, she said with her arms akimbo, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to find my childhood sweetheart's first love!"

"..."

"I want to give him lunch and clothes too!"

"..."

"Piss his girlfriend to death!"

Hearing this, Tezuka patted her hair lightly, with a helpless expression, "Nonsense."

"Humph!"

The girl turned her head, and it took a while for her to realize what nonsense she was talking about in a panic—or rather, she confessed something terrible, and coughed awkwardly, "...Hello."

"Huh?" The boy was clearing the carrots she hated from the dinner plate for her, with his head bowed meticulously, making one think he was doing something that needed to be concentrated.

"It seems," Eri raised her head and blinked her eyes, "you're not at all curious about who my first love is?"

"..."

She propped her chin, "Why didn't Guoguang ask?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu finally cleaned up the girl's dinner plate and placed it in front of her, he raised his eyes casually, met her gaze, and said calmly, "I hope you will never think about it for the rest of your life. "

This incident seemed to have been flipped lightly in her suicidal confession. 】

"Then, it's not because of her?" Eri was attracted by the toy store on the street, and asked casually while looking at those cute dolls through the window.

The reason for the breakup, he actually reflected on it many times.

The rift existed a long time ago. When he was busy with the tennis club and didn't have time to date her, the girl was already quite uneasy. The neighbor's sister's occasional gestures only further deepened her uneasiness—and all of this, Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't realize it at the time.

After all, with Eri's character, she shouldn't be troubled by it.

It wasn't until he met Keigo Atobe in Teiko that he finally vaguely analyzed another story hidden in that period of time.

At that time, she encountered other things, and those things might have disrupted her original life. She tried to grasp the only certain factor, but Tezuka Kunimitsu gradually became estranged from her because of various things.

Therefore, when it finally came to the point of breaking up, it became logical.

Seeing that Tezuka didn't answer for a long time, the girl looked away from the doll and landed on the boy, "You haven't finished talking yet," she reminded, "...Why did you break up?"

She looked very curious, but this simple pursuit almost directly showed that the accident had nothing to do with her. The more she urged, the more Tezuka could discover this, and then, a trace of anger appeared from the bottom of her heart. emotions, but the restrained and cold boy only showed a colder attitude.

"Mismatches of character," he said.

"Eh??" Eri obviously didn't expect such a simple reason, she raised her head and looked the boy up and down, "Hmm...is there anyone who matches your personality well?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't speak, no matter how much she put on a look full of curiosity, she still didn't say a word, walking beside her indifferently.

"Hey..." Eri reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

Tezuka had to stop. He glanced at the girl and found the milkshake on her lips inadvertently. He wanted to remind her in his mind, but habit preceded reason, and gently wiped off the vanilla milkshake. residual.

The temperature of the fingertips touching the skin made both of them stunned for a moment.

"Is there?" Eri asked again, perhaps to lighten the strange atmosphere.

This time, Tezuka answered her, "You."

"Huh? But didn't you say that we broke up because of personality differences?"

"I didn't say that," Kunimitsu Tezuka pushed his glasses, and the emotion in his eyes made it difficult to see, "You said it."

Such a perfunctory reason just sounds like it, and the girl finally remembered that this happened to her, she immediately lowered her head a little guilty, because she couldn't apologize, and said incoherently, "Ah...that... "

The boy looked at her quietly.

"I always feel... I used to..."

Before she could say the next sentence, Tezuka interrupted her involuntarily, "——very good."

"Ah?" The girl raised her head, met the boy's serious expression, and he didn't even want to give her a chance to continue questioning herself, and continued.

"From before to now, everything is fine."

With his appearance, Eri finally understood what she said in front of Xu Wanghuan a long time ago.

"Tezuka, you." She tilted her head and looked at the boy, as if she had discovered something novel, and smiled softly, "You are really gentle."

"Student Beichuan, you can't answer this question like this." The middle-aged female teacher, with a helpless look on her face, glanced at the test paper, then at the innocent girl, and sighed, "Although the answer is That's right...but the process is all nonsense!"

Eri gave her an embarrassed smile.

Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of students, the teacher still felt a headache for the one in front of him, "You can't go on like this. If you answer the paper like this again in the next exam, you can stay in class to make up lessons."

"—Huh??" Such a threat finally made the girl flustered. She took back her paper, scanned it carefully, and said, "I know, I will work hard."

"Just know." The teacher waved her away.

Before she went out, the teacher suddenly remembered something and stopped the girl, "By the way, if you are free, help me take this stack of documents to the student union office."

"Free, very free." She looked very obedient, and came back to take away the pile of documents.

It wasn't until she left the office completely that the teachers sitting next to her raised their heads, looked at the closed door, and said with emotion, "Everyone said this classmate is very difficult... Now it seems that she is quite cute."

"Yes." The teacher who was teaching her a lesson was also a little confused, "Why didn't I find out before?"

The "cute" student held a large pile of documents and knocked on the door of the student union office, and soon a voice came from inside, "Please come in."

Eri struggled to unscrew the handle, pushed the door open, and put the document on the sofa near the door with difficulty. Then, she met the gaze of the boy behind the desk.

Atobe Keigo seemed to be stunned for a moment, closed the notebook in his hand, and put it in the drawer.

His movements were too fast, and Eri couldn't confirm whether the familiar-looking book was the one she had left paintings in the meeting room last time - but, this was not an important matter.

She was standing by the door rubbing her sore arms, maybe she was delayed for a while, when she heard the boy's indifferent and arrogant voice, "Is there anything else?"

"……No."

"Then close the door." His tone of voice was taken for granted as a leader, his brows and eyes were sharp and aggressive, but the tear mole at the corner of his eye added a trace of indescribable and infatuating charm, which slowed down his body. The pressure brought by the sharpness of a sword out of its sheath.

What makes Eri a little concerned is that when facing this person, she can always feel the protest from the depths of her soul, those inexplicable emotions piled up, and if she had to use one word to describe it, it would be "nervous." ".

She was afraid of this boy for no reason.

In fact, the trace department is not the type that is difficult to approach - at least compared to Tezuka, he knew that he had amnesia, but he did not publicize it everywhere, but reminded her calmly at the banquet, logically speaking, she should not reject He is right.

"how?"

A magnetic voice interrupted her thoughts.

The boy on the opposite side raised his head from the document, his expression was filled with impatience, and he didn't seem to want to see her either.

However, Eri is neither a person who succumbs to intuition, nor is she an empathetic character. It doesn't make any difference to her whether Keigo Atobe wants to see herself or not.She found a vacant seat on the sofa, sat down, and did not regard herself as an outsider at all, "You can do whatever you want. I walked through most of the campus with this pile of things. I am very tired, okay. I need to take a breath."

"……Humph."

Atobe Keigo's expression looked a little irritable, but he really didn't care about her anymore.

Eri rested for a while, got up to do nothing, and her eyes naturally fell on another person in the room.

After the banquet that day, she finally caught Matsuno Kazunari and asked her if she had any quarrel with Atobe Keigo, but Matsuno Kazunari had a strange expression, as if she didn't expect her to mention this matter , After a long time, he said, "...you don't have any friendship, it's just because the two families are family friends, so you know each other."

It's obviously a family relationship, even if the relationship is not very good, it's not that bad, right?

Eri propped her chin, thinking so.

She forgot to look away when she was in a trance, so as long as Atobe Keigo raised his head a little, he could see those clear eyes, staring at him without blinking, just like... in the past.

Keigo Atobe was familiar with this kind of gaze - whenever Eri looked at him like this, it was when she was looking for trouble.

Sure enough, even if she lost her memory, she still did not change this habit.

Eri came back to her senses, and noticed that she had been staring at the boy and was caught on the spot, she coughed, and said before the boy could sarcastically say, "Atobe-san, you have an inexplicable little move. "

"Oh?" Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows.

Eri's eyes fell on his left hand. The athletic boy's hand was slender and powerful, but at the end of the ring finger, there was an imperceptible ring mark that was fairer than the surrounding skin.

For people like them who need daily training, they generally don't wear jewelry on their hands, so what he wore on his hands before may not be any decorations, but rings or rings that have extraordinary meaning to him. something else.

"When you're thinking about something, you unconsciously turn your left ring finger with your right hand." Eri looked a little curious, "But there's obviously nothing on it."

Atobe obviously didn't expect her to notice this, and his movements froze for a moment, then, letting go of his right hand, he opened his empty left hand, and under the sunlight, the circle of marks became transparent.

He seemed to be smiling, but also like not.

"so what?"

"So, I was thinking," Eri's expression became distressed, "I heard that our two families are family friends, so yours could be an engagement ring, right?"

"..." Keigo Atobe was silent for a long time this time before asking, "So what?"

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Eri sighed, "Someone said that there is nothing that can't be messed up at the banquet I attended." She carefully observed Atobe's expression, and after finding that the latter showed no sign of anger, she continued Said, "... You shouldn't have invited me to your engagement banquet or something like that?"

"Ha." Keigo Atobe finally laughed out loud as if he had heard something funny.

He clearly bent his brows and eyes, and the sharp feeling was not restrained, but even more oppressive. The faint watery light covered the sea blue eyes, which looked radiant and beautiful.

He laughed for a while, then looked at the girl with a blank face, and raised his eyebrows casually.

"Even if it's a test, you think too highly of yourself, Kitagawa Eri."

Atobe Keigo said.

"Who do you think I am? How could you screw up my uncle's affairs—" He put down his hand, and pointed his sharp eyes straight at the girl. In the boy's unique pride, there was a trace of panic that made people want to escape inexplicable.

"—Even if it's going to be messed up, it should be me, doing it myself."

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