fall in love with Echizen

I ate my breakfast slowly and sent a message.

[Ewha: Where shall we go on a date in the afternoon? ]

[Ryoma: Whatever. ]

[Ewha: ...]

[Pear Blossom: Cat Beats Flying Man.jpg]

[Ewha: Always be casual! ]

[Ryoma: ...Then what should I say? ]

I turned on the TV and it was showing the morning news. Ryoma was probably about to train, so I thought quickly.

Cinema, boring, nothing to see lately.

video arcade?I have been to the middle school many times, and basically every machine has left our presence, forget it.

garden? ……No.

……

In the end, there are fewer and fewer places that are inexpensive and interesting.

I thought about it for a long time.

[Ewha: Ah...how about we go mountain climbing. ]

[Ryoma: ...]

[Ryoma: Who are you? ]

[Pear Blossom: Cat Beats Flying Man.jpg]

[Ewha: Humans also evolve. ]

And I found that after exercising, my mind will be clearer and my energy will be better.Even if I don't like it anymore, I will exercise occasionally, otherwise the class energy is not enough.

Finally he agreed, I opened a carton of milk to drink a few sips, chatted with Ryoma for a while, and then made an appointment for the afternoon.

I put down my phone, lay on the sofa, closed my eyes for a while and struggled to get up to find the computer to process the ppt for next week's student union meeting.

***

Somewhere on the tennis court, the door of the changing room was opened, it was still early, and there was no one inside.

The dark-green-haired boy walked to his changing wardrobe indifferently, raised his hand, and took off the white round-neck top, which made the dark-green hair a little messy.

Echizen Ryoma didn't care, the long lash feathers in his lowered eyes were covered with sunshine through the window, but there was a touch of emotion in his amber eyes.

After several years of growth, on the eve of complete maturity, the boy's skin is not white when he was a child, but a healthy wheat color, with narrow waist and wide shoulders, smooth muscle lines all over the body, and disappearing into the edge of the belt, which contains great potential. Explosive power-although anyone who has watched him play knows it.

Echizen Ryoma casually picked up the team uniform in the closet, and was about to put it on when the mobile phone placed in the closet vibrated suddenly.

The cat's pupils were lifted slightly, and after a glance, the screen prompt was "A message from Lihua".

Well……

He couldn't help thinking of the kiss last night, and the feeling of her cold and soft hands hidden in his clothes in the dark, and a pair of silver eyes staring at him curiously.

Soft touch, fragrant smell.Her curious eyes contrasted strongly with her suggestive movements.

……

Ryoma opened it silently.

[Ewha: Where shall we go on a date in the afternoon? ]

He sneered lowly.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand and chatting with Lihua, the other glove is put on the team uniform, covering the texture of the whole body.

After several years of dating, I don't know where the change started for her, but for Ryoma, the change started from a certain day in middle school, when I had an inexplicable dream, and my head didn't react at all when I woke up.

Gee.

Obviously, the way of communication has not changed, but Ryoma just feels that the atmosphere has changed, or there are more places to pay attention to.

After chatting, Ryoma put down his phone and closed the cabinet door.

training.

***

I finished the ppt, rubbed my eyes, changed my clothes and put on my backpack, stuffing a few bottles of water and chocolate in the bag.

I went downstairs and went to the supermarket by the way.

Maybe because it was lunch time, Ryoma sent me a message after training.

[Ryoma: Where? ]

[Ewha:? ]

[Ewha: It’s not the appointed time yet. ]

[Ryoma: Anyway, you are eating bento from the supermarket, why not go out and eat. ]

[Ewha: ...]

Because my mother also graduated and worked, and my father got promoted and got busier at work. Now I spend infinitely more time at home alone, and I gradually become obsessed with supermarket bento.

[Ewha: Supermarket bento is delicious...don't underestimate it! ]

[Ryoma: Ramen shop, do you want to come? ]

[Ewha: I'm coming. ]

I just remembered that I had to buy some snacks when I went to the supermarket, so I sent it again.

[Ewha: Come to the supermarket first, and buy some water by the way.Go to eat after shopping! ]

[Ryoma: ...where are you. ]

I sent him the name of the supermarket and went shopping by myself.

There were not many people in the supermarket, so I pushed a small trolley, strolled to the snack area, and put a bag of original potato chips in it.

Hmm...the barbecue flavor is also good.

I took another bag of BBQ flavor.

Just put it in, a hand reached in and put the barbecue smell back, a faint voice came: "There are too many, your book can't be packed."

I turned my head, and Ryoma was wearing a black sportswear without a hat. After putting it down, his amber eyes looked down at me, and suddenly he chuckled, pinched my face, and then pushed my trolley, with a casual emotion: "Go It's gone. What more."

I let go of my hand and let him push it for me: "Didn't you say that my book can't be packed?"

Ryoma: "The small ones can fit in, the size of potato chips, and you can't finish the barbecue flavor."

"Well..." I was stabbed softly, and I compromised, "Okay..."

Ryoma was pushing the cart, and I walked beside him and looked around: "What do you want to drink? No, you don't need Fanta for mountain climbing! Just ask for mineral water."

Ryoma who was about to answer: "...as you wish."

I decided on my own to help him decide what mineral water he wanted, "I want some fruits too... how about oranges?"

Ryoma took a look: "You want to eat now, climbing mountains can only increase weight."

I thought about it: "Okay..."

I said that Ryoma rejected one, mainly because he rejected it very accurately, which was exactly what I would do, but I was speechless and unable to refute.

It's as if my mother poured cold water on my head before I got hot so that I wouldn't regret it after spending impulsively...

Me: "Then tell me, what do you want to buy?"

Ryoma glanced at me: "Sugar."

"..." I said, "You're right."

I looked around while shopping in the supermarket. Ryoma kept his eyes on him, pushing the cart, his sleeves rolled up to reveal his smooth forearms, and he yawned slowly.

Many useful things were put in by Ryoma.

I turned around and Ryoma followed me, because of the yawning, some inconspicuous tears in the corners of his eyes disappeared quickly, and he looked at me lazily: "What's wrong?"

I stared at him, and Ryoma was puzzled, so he had no choice but to stop and look at me.

Me: "I think the scene of shopping in the supermarket has appeared in many comics."

"..." Ryoma raised his eyebrows and walked to my side, "So?"

I thought for a moment: "So there should be famous scenes and famous lines."

Ryoma: "?"

I smiled softly and said, "Longma, you will definitely be a good wife in the future."

Ryoma: "..."

"Huh?" As soon as I finished speaking, my cheeks were clamped by a hand, which made me unable to speak, and I was forced to look up.

Ryoma just pinched my face and did nothing. He lowered his eyes and bent over, smiling provocatively, "Then you must be a bad wife, Pear Blossom."

I:"???"

I held his wrist, Ryoma stared at me for a few seconds, and calmly said something terrible in the next second: "You can't kiss in the supermarket, forget it."

He straightened up and let go of his hands. I hurriedly rubbed my face. Although it didn't hurt, it felt weird.

We walked out of the supermarket, Ryoma was carrying a shopping bag, I ate a candy, and fed him one by the way.

The dragon horse ate it and crushed it instantly.

Me: "Go eat ramen!"

Ryoma lowered his head and switched the shopping bag to the same side, holding me with one free hand, "Got it."

We went into the ramen shop and settled it quickly. When I was full, I slowly stuffed snacks into my schoolbag on my seat.

Ryoma, facing me, was sipping on the straw of his drink with no expression on his face.

I'm ready: "I'm ready!"

I looked up, and Ryoma was only carrying a chest bag. I asked, "Don't you bring any other?"

Ryoma let go of the straw: "Except for mobile phones and water, I don't need anything else."

I packed a lot of snacks indifferently: "...Oh."

***

Sitting on the bus to the bottom of the mountain, I sat on the seat holding my schoolbag in a daze, and Ryoma beside me sat lazily on the seat and closed his eyes to sleep.

His randomly spread legs hit me because of the bumps of the car, and I pushed his legs away.

After a while, I turned my head to look at Ryoma again. He was sitting by the window, the sun was shining directly on his face, the eyelashes of his closed eyes were attached to the skin under his eyes, and the dark green hair was blown a few strands by the breeze.

I:"……"

I looked at it, and slowly took out my phone to point it at.

Ryoma closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but suddenly asked, "Do I need to open my eyes if I want to take a picture?"

I was so startled that I almost dropped my phone.

Looking up, Ryoma was already leaning his elbows against the window, resting his chin on one hand and looking at me with a smile.

I complained: "I haven't said whether I need it or not."

Ryoma dragged out his tone, taking time to calm down: "Hey - I can close it if I don't need it."

Me: "..." This guy.

I didn't take any photos, and I just played with my phone, Ryoma didn't speak, just looked out the window for a while, then turned to look at me again.

I looked up, and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

Ryoma is not affected: "Nothing."

When I arrived at the station, I carried my schoolbag and got off the bus. Although Ryoma was going to help me carry it on the way, I firmly refused.

We stood at the foot of the mountain, and I pulled the strap of my backpack and looked into the distance. The mountain was neither high nor low: "Hey... I feel like I'm going to climb all afternoon."

Ryoma slowly wrapped my black hair from behind: "Hair rope."

I handed him the white headband on my wrist: "here."

I put the silver hair rope he gave me in the cabinet, and I don't use it anymore.After all, I will get tired of using one all the time... There are too many beautiful hair ties, and I can't help but change them frequently.

Ryoma lowered his head and tied the headband quietly, his loose black hair tied into a ponytail.

I am waiting.

I often went to the drama club in the second year of junior high school. Occasionally, it was inconvenient and I needed Ryoma to help me tie my hair. He broke some black hairs for me the first time.

Afterwards, Ryoma seemed dissatisfied and insisted on pressing me to do it again.

Are you proficient by now...

"Okay." His voice came over.

I stroked the ponytail on the back of my head: "Well, let's go then!"

***

The way up the mountain was not too difficult, so I just kept climbing up. I was arrogant at the beginning, but Longma looked at me silently and poured cold water: "It was so fast at the beginning, and you lasted less than an hour."

Me: "Nonsense!"

after an hour--

I was so tired that I gasped: "No, I can't, I want to rest."

At a corner, I immediately sat down on a big rock, and my schoolbag made a muffled sound as it fell.

The forest is illuminated green by the sun, and the light spots are densely covered with mud.

Ryoma was so refreshed that he didn't even blush. He stood in front of me and watched me wipe my sweat and pant.

Longma paused, and sat next to me, wearing shorts, with his outstretched legs sticking to the stone, he said, "How long will it take to rest."

Without waiting for my reply, he glanced at me and made a conclusion: "It seems to be a long time."

I slumped on the rock and sat up with my arms, "Hmm...just eating."

I take a few sips of water and get ready for a snack.

I felt the sweat on my neck trickle into my collar, and I didn't even bother to wipe it off.

Ryoma suddenly approached, and I tilted my head: "Why, don't disturb me to eat snacks."

He only leaned close to my shoulder, and said lightly, "You really sweat a lot."

I ate a piece of potato chips, and put the garbage bag next to me: "Of course, you must have sweated a lot in training... I sure don't smell like sweat!"

Ryoma did not refute, but lowered his eyes and let out a "hmm".

I looked up at him strangely, Ryoma was close and didn't look at me, but because he was tall and close to bow his head, there was a sense of oppression.

I swallowed the potato chips: "What's the matter? You look like you want to kiss me."

Ryoma froze for a moment, and finally moved his eyes from the sweat dripping from my neck to my face, and met my eyes.

I sighed, raised my head and gave him a kiss, which can be called a perfunctory kiss, and pushed him away: "Okay, I'm going to eat, don't bother me."

Ryoma was obediently pushed away and kissed me, he licked his lips subconsciously: "...Hey, your mouth is full of potato chips."

I say oh.

Ryoma was silent for a moment, took out a tissue from his chest bag, and handed it to me: "Wipe the sweat."

I do not want."

Longma frowned, and I said casually, "Then wipe it off for me."

Ryoma: "...Why?"

I looked at him with a smile: "Because you have been staring."

Ryoma blushed for a moment, and the tissue was suddenly squeezed tightly in his hand: "...don't be kidding...!"

I looked at him, and Ryoma avoided my gaze.

I continued to unwrap a pack of snacks without paying attention: "If you don't like it, just wipe it, and I don't care. I'm too lazy to wipe it."

After being quiet for a while, Ryoma said in a very low voice: "It's not that I don't like it..."

I didn't hear clearly, but Ryoma paused for a few seconds, and the tissue was stuck to the back of my neck.

I feel the dry tissue slide from the nape of my neck to the front of my face, wiping the sweat away.

I looked up, and Ryoma just happened to look away from the tissue and met me.

Click.

I stared at him biting the potato chips, Ryoma's finger on the paper towel stopped on the side of my neck, his eyes lowered and looked at me steadily, the second I bit it, his Adam's apple rolled, as if swallow.