[Comprehensive] I could have HE!

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After the two stared at each other for a while, Eri was defeated, rubbed her eyes, and silently deducted her impression points to negative under the background voice of the other party "hahahaha I have practiced before!"

The rumored boyfriend or something is definitely a misunderstanding, Keigo Atobe! ——How could she choose such an angry and irresponsible guy as her boyfriend.

Eri decided to ignore this embarrassing question, changed the subject calmly, and asked tentatively, "Ryota, it seems that we haven't contacted for a while, right?"

Hearing what she said, the boy's expression was a little strange.

A bad premonition flashed in Eri's heart.

Finally, Kise Ryota finished brewing his emotions, blinked those amorous eyes, and looked a little aggrieved, "Huh? But, didn't you say your boyfriend would be jealous..."

Eri: "......"

Can't answer.

This question is beyond the outline.

"So you just said it casually?" Because he didn't get a response for a long time, the boy's mind turned quickly. After he figured out the answer, he immediately restrained himself from crying, "Excessive! I actually believed it." !"

Eri: "...you, you will wait..."

She sorted out the clues and found the most critical word, "Boyfriend?"

"Yeah, that troublesome boyfriend of yours." He was still complaining to himself, "But it's not incomprehensible, after all, I'm indeed the type who gives people a sense of crisis...Hey, what's your expression?"

Eri originally wanted to complain, "You really dare to say it", but when he moved his eyes to the handsome appearance of the young man, he had to admit that his handsomeness was indeed fierce and aggressive, and the most important thing about being an idol was that it made people feel helpless. Resist the charm.

In the end, she replied very tiredly, "It's nothing, as long as you are happy..."

Kise raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, has your matter been resolved?"

Eri blinked blankly, "Solve it?" What...?

"Didn't you quarrel with that guy?"

"That guy?" Who is it...?

"...Hey," the boring conversation like a repeater finally made the boy a little dissatisfied, and he frowned and complained, "What's the matter with your amnesiac expression?"

Eri: "..." Unexpectedly sensitive, this rumored boyfriend.

Just when she was smiling awkwardly and didn't know how to answer, a voice suddenly broke the silent atmosphere.

"Eri."

The girl suddenly turned her head and saw Tezuka standing not far away. She had been standing there for an unknown how long, but her expression was still indifferent, making people unpredictable.

"My friend is here." Eri immediately said goodbye to Kise, "...well, I'm leaving first."

Kise looked sideways at Tezuka, ignored her, and realized after a while, "Oh", and asked gossipingly in her ear, "It's strange, Why do you like this type?"

"………………"what type?

What an overwhelming person.

Eri patted the magazine in his arms with deep concern, "Anyway, let's talk another day!!"

As she said that, she ran towards Tezuka without looking back, as if fleeing from a deserted place, maybe it was what Kise said just now, which made her feel a little guilty when facing Tezuka.

Rarely, this time it was the boy who spoke first during the conversation, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, no," she said, waving her hands, "I seem to have met an acquaintance just now...by the way, do you know him?"

Tezuka looked down at her expression and didn't speak for a long time.

So Eri finally realized belatedly that the other party's mood was actually not good, and she didn't know whether it was because she insisted on meeting or because she saw other people at the agreed place.

"...Did I say the wrong thing?" She raised her head with an innocent look.

"Eri," he was silent for a while, and finally answered the girl's question sideways, "We have broken up for a long time."

Who she met, who she met, and who she spent those times with, are all hidden from the boy's sight. The more colorful her past is, the more blank the memory is in his eyes.

When she appeared outside the Qingxue tennis department, for a while, Tezuka felt as if he had returned to the past, but as more and more people appeared around her, those blank memories gradually revealed their heads, silently. Resolutely opened the distance between them.

He has never been good at expressing his feelings. Even when he saw the girl's speechless expression, he couldn't say a word of comfort, but said a little coldly, "Let's go."

Eri silently followed.

The atmosphere is somewhat quiet.

This date... If it can be called a date, it's really a bit bad.They went to see the newly released movie as planned, and had dinner at a nearby restaurant after the show, but apart from the necessary conversations, there was almost no pleasantries or small talk between the two of them.

After walking out of the restaurant, although the two of them dropped by to go home, Tezuka was not sure if she would still like to stay with him, so he didn't offer to send her home.

The boy walked for a while alone, and just when he felt that there was probably no one behind him, he gently grabbed the corner of his clothes.Tezuka paused, but didn't look back.

"...I didn't do it on purpose." There was no beginning to end in this sentence, but both of them knew what it was because of.

Tezuka breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and said, "It's okay."

In fact, he wanted to say something like "I didn't mean to blame you" or "It's not your fault", but his reason was like a tight string, reminding him to keep his distance.

His deliberation quickly made the girl discover the clue.

There were few pedestrians on the street near the residential area. Under the orange streetlights, the girl's eyes showed obvious helplessness, "Are you still angry? That night—" subconsciously dodged your outstretched hand. thing.

Tezuka didn't let her finish speaking, as if he didn't want to listen to this question, and interrupted others in a rare way, "Eri."

"……kindness?"

"At that time, did you come to Qingxue to find me to verify something?"

Eri froze for a moment.

The pair of rings that she hadn't thought of for a long time reappeared in her mind, and she frowned at this unanswered puzzle, and answered honestly, "...to find someone."

"So," Tezuka lowered his head and asked slowly and meaningfully, "Is that person me?"

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Eri fell silent.

Her attitude made it easy for Tezuka to get the answer, the boy just paused for a moment, and then continued, "In that case," he looked down at the girl's fingertips that were still resting on the white shirt, his eyes dimmed for a moment, "Why? Won't let go?"

Hearing what he said, the girl's strength tightened a little, leaving obvious wrinkles on the neat clothes.

Tezuka looked helpless, "You, what the hell—"

Eri looked up at him, and found that his expression was subtly overlapped with Atobe's in the current situation, that kind of ... helpless but compromising connivance, as if pity that she didn't know anything, so she couldn't bear to care about it .

"I know." She said suddenly.

Tezuka put away his silent words and looked at her quietly.

"I know what I'm doing." The girl's expression was a bit tense, and she didn't know who she was competing with. "Don't act like I don't understand anything."

Tezuka didn't know who and where she heard what she said, maybe he misunderstood his thoughts, and subconsciously wanted to explain, "I didn't mean that."

"...What happened in the past, I actually don't care at all. I'm not that kind of person, that kind of person who will be bound by the past. I only care about what I want now."

Even though he had denied it thousands of times in his heart, under her gaze, Tezuka still asked, "So, what do you want now?"

Different from the decisive tone just now, when actually facing this question, Eri's expression went blank for a moment.

She wasn't sure she could answer with a clear conscience.

Finally, the girl clenched her fists and said willfully, "Anyway, I don't want to lose you now. I know it."

Even though he clearly wanted to blame such willful and vague words in his heart, even though he knew that they might just be words to his friends, the boy's attitude was inevitably shaken by her saying such words.

Tezuka stretched out his hand, instead of holding the girl's hand on the corner of the clothes, he tentatively touched her shoulder.

There was a slight trembling movement in her palm, and she soon calmed down, as if she had learned to restrain her subconscious desire to escape.

Tezuka was a little curious about her expression at the moment, when his eyes moved to the girl's face, she suddenly buried herself in the boy's arms.

Through the thin shirt, warm liquid fell on the left atrium, gradually cooling down in the summer night.

Tezuka choked for breath and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"...I just want to cry," she rubbed her face in his arms, sniffed her nose, and said in a daze, "It's so strange, I feel familiar, but I also want to cry... I'm sorry... ..."

Obviously he said that he didn't want to hear his apology, but apart from "I'm sorry", the girl didn't seem to be able to say anything else.

The boy's hand lightly landed on his back, but the feeling it brought was tingling.Just getting close can feel the sourness and softness from the bottom of my heart. Such feelings are submerged under too many hurts and misses.

She noticed that the boy tightened his arms, as if trying to comfort her.

Tezuka felt that it was shameful for him to take advantage of others, but... there was no way to let her cry.

"Even if I say 'it's not your fault', I may not be able to comfort you." Tezuka lowered his head, leaned against her forehead, looked into the eyes covered in mist, and whispered, "Then, I am willing."

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"Eri, no matter what the ending is, everything I did was because I wanted to."

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Sorry for taking so long to update (kneeling)