fall in love with Echizen

After a while during the school trip, I went to watch a game of Ryoma on the way, and he finally ended and wanted to go to the United States.

I didn't send him off because I also have things to do at school.

I didn't talk much during the long vacation, I just called him.

His breathing was shallow on the phone.

Me: "I'm a sophomore in high school."

Ryoma: "Yes."

I looked at the blue sky outside the window: "I may not keep in touch with you often."

Ryoma: "Yes."

Me: "Come on together."

Only then did Ryoma laugh, "Yeah."

"I'll wait for you." In the end it was his calm tone.

***

In fact, if you really invest in learning, you will find that it is not so boring, and you may even feel that you have too many loopholes and not enough time.

After resigning from the position of president, I devoted myself to my studies. To be honest, I must have missed some things because of the busy work of the student union. I have my own feelings.

Get up early and stay late, but also keep six hours of sleep.

It is also a wonderful sense of accomplishment to feel that there are fewer and fewer wrong questions.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Throughout the third year of high school, not only me, but everyone around me was in a tense atmosphere.

Chiyo clenched his fists to cheer up: "Come on!"

Jieyue: "Hahahaha."

Occasionally on weekends, when I can't keep writing my own notes in the morning, I will make an Internet call to Longma.

Wear headphones.

The teenager on the other side of the ocean would not talk to me, he only connected in silence, and then put on the wireless headset.

There will be the sound of him playing in my ears, hitting regularly.

And the sound of his breathing.

I guess what Ryoma heard must be the slight sound of my pen tip on the thick paper, or sometimes the soft sound of cap refilling and putting down the pen.

At this time, I will re-enter it.

When I want to send a message to him at night, I will think of the time difference, so I hold back and forget it completely over time.

Sometimes when I listen to the teacher explaining the papers in the classroom and stare at the papers, I will never remember that I still have a boyfriend.

Just think about it when you're tired.

Such a fulfilling and lonely day.

***

Snowing day.

There was snow on the road, and the bell rang at the end of the exam. I put on my scarf again, held the pencil case in my arms, and walked out with the crowd.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, there is a din of voices, and the joy of the end of the exam can be seen everywhere.

I went to several schools to take the exam in succession in the past few days-this time is the last one.

The sound of footsteps creaking on the snow, the sky is freezing, the snow is falling, and the breath is white mist.

I walked for a while, passing through the crowd, and a man in the distance was waving at me, smiling happier than me: "Ewha—go eat barbecue!"

The woman next to him was also laughing, her black hair snaking.

I ran over and hugged them, and my dad beeped loudly: "The hug of reunion—!"

My mother took my pencil case and rubbed my face: "Is it freezing? Go find a store."

Me: "Nope."

Tonight, dinner for the Hono family is a flaming barbecue!

……

After we finished eating, we went home and happily chatted about what we were going to do during the holidays. We didn’t ask about the exam, so we all skipped it tacitly.

Dad: "If you want me to say, college students should go on a trip—!"

Mom: "Just learning to drive, Lihua, let your dad teach you."

Me: "I don't know, but I should know how to salt fish for a while..."

After a lively night, when I returned to the room, there was a slight knocking sound from the window.

I seemed to feel it. I opened the window and lay down on the window sill. The boy playing tennis underneath was looking up at me.

I was so happy that my heart was blooming, I put my hands on my mouth and shouted to him: "It's over——"

Under the dim light, Ryoma seemed to twitch the corners of his lips: "Tomorrow, I can't get out."

Me: "Okay, I'll give it to you on the first day of the holiday!"

Long Ma paused, and the next second he moved the tennis racket, but hit a tennis ball lightly.

I raised my hand slightly to catch it.

On the yellow ball, "Happy Graduation" is written in black, and a funny duck is drawn next to it.

"Give it to you." Ryoma said from the bottom, with a faint smile, "It was the ball that I won the game."

I burst out laughing.

Lies, so many games, tennis games can not be taken away.

I didn't reveal it, and said with interest: "Which game is it?"

"Hmm..." Ryoma thought for a few seconds, Maotong stared at me slightly, "From the time you met me to the day when I stopped writing for the last exam today, all the competitions during that period."

I propped my cheeks and looked down at him, he was standing on the narrow path, the light in my room shone through, and could faintly illuminate him.

I asked knowingly and maliciously: "What did you write on the tennis ball?"

Ryoma smiled, and he looked at me, a mature boy with a handsome face, like a walking hormone, with straight cat-like eyes.

He said along the way: "Happy graduation."

Me: "You too, happy graduation!"

Ryoma said goodbye quickly and went to the training ground. Because he couldn't stay for long, he sent a message telling me to go back to the bedroom an hour ago, and he didn't need to go downstairs to see him.

——And I don't want to disturb your family's time.

He said so.

I closed the window and looked down at the tennis ball.

The yellow ball is old for some years, and the surface has a little hair, and the black pen outlines it.

I just saw that besides "Happy Graduation" and the duck, there is a little flower on the other side.

It's pear blossoms.

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

I sat down at the desk, put the tennis ball inside, and pulled out a piece of paper from the book.

Oh...almost forgot this...

I spread out the folded paper.

I:"……"

Will try it tomorrow.

***

The next day when I arrived at the appointed place, Long Ma handed me milk tea and raised his eyebrows: "Hey, why are you so serious."

I took a sip from the straw and stretched out my hand without answering his question.

Ryoma raised his hand subconsciously and held it.

I said seriously: "Go to my house."

Ryoma: "... Huh?"

***

Ryoma changed his slippers and walked to the living room. I sat by the coffee table and pointed to the opposite: "You sit there."

"...What on earth are you going to do?" Ryoma glanced at that position, and sat down opposite me with a calm expression.

I said seriously: "Then I will start."

Ryoma: "Hurry up."

I cleared my throat: "Do you know that some couples broke up because of some unpleasant things after graduation?"

"What..." Ryoma propped his chin, lowered his eyes, and casually took the paper I handed over.

While he was watching, I continued to beep: "People have to be responsible for themselves! This kind of thing must be understood very clearly and fully prepared! A sloppy ending is not acceptable!"

Ryoma only glanced at it for a while, then coughed a few times in shock, and when he looked at me again, his face was reddish: "Hey, you bastard...! Has your brain finally broken!"

I'm dissatisfied: "I'm just serious."

"I know..." Long Ma paused, looked down at the paper and looked away as if being scalded, "But what you wrote...isn't that stupid."

I humbly asked: "Where?"

Ryoma pursed his lips, seeming to be awkward, but after a while under my gaze, he still said dryly: "...What do you mean by the first bed sheet?"

I explained: "I want better sheets. What color are your sheets?"

Ryoma got stuck for a moment: "Dark blue."

Me: "It's too common and boring—! Suggest a dark blue cartoon space map, how about it!"

"... Whatever you want." Ryoma compromised.

Then he asked again: "Then you wrote..."

I interrupted him: "Okay, let me explain in detail, you can just say your opinion."

Ryoma: "..."

He stared at me silently, and Ryoma and I looked at each other.

Me: "First of all, my family will definitely not work, my parents are here. What about you?"

Ryoma rested his chin with his hands, his ears were turning red.

Me: "Don't be shy."

"I'm not shy." Longma retorted quickly, he paused, "I live near the training ground."

"Hey...that's right, your parents and cousins ​​have all gone abroad to live, and it was too far away before...Well..." I thought for a while, and finally decided, "Okay, then it's at your place."

Me: "Also, you can't intentionally draw tricks on your body, and you can't deliberately wear trick underwear."

"Who would do that kind of thing..." Ryoma raised his eyes, "It's not that you want to do it yourself and think I want to do it."

Me: "And then—"

Ryoma: "Ignore this question?"

I am not affected: "Do you want to play BGM?"

Ryoma: "..."

I explained against his calm and terrifying gaze: "If the atmosphere is not in place, you can make up for it with romantic BGM."

"unnecessary."

...the rejection was so fast.

I paused for a few seconds, "Okay. One last point."

In fact, I wrote a lot, but it is not necessary to think about it carefully... because they are all restraining me-for example, I can't do spoofs or anything.

I looked straight into his cat eyes: "You not only have to review the knowledge of sexual safety, but also learn how to make me comfortable."

Ryoma looked at me and frowned, "...huh?"

I took it for granted: "Because it feels more difficult for girls to be comfortable in general, it's troublesome anyway."

Ryoma swallowed, and moved his eyes down to somewhere on the table, but he didn't look at me.

"Of course I know about this kind of thing."

I nodded: "It's over!"

***

After speaking, we parted. When Ryoma left, he looked very calm, but he continued to leave as if he didn't hear me when I called him.

Me: "..." Forget it.

I don't know how Ryoma slept at night, anyway, I slept extremely soundly on the second night of the holiday, and woke up naturally.

I sat up in a daze and took the alarm clock.

—Six o'clock sharp.

Damn biological clock.

I put down the alarm clock, lay down suddenly and fell asleep again.

…………

After sleeping until noon, I struggled to wash up and stared at the mirror.

Hmm... Do you want to put on makeup?Put on some lipstick or something?

I thought about it for a few seconds, but when I thought about the appointment tonight, I felt that it would be too troublesome to kiss at the end, so I gave up decisively.

After eating lunch slowly, I nestled on the sofa and watched the funny variety show on TV.

I burst out laughing while eating potato chips: "Hahahahahaha."

Until Longma sent a message.

[Ryoma: ... what time? ]

Oh, I forgot to make an appointment.

[Ewha: Seven o'clock? ]

[Ryoma: Yes. ]

I continued to watch hilarious shows, and waited until six o'clock before I got up to take a shower, dry my hair, and open the closet.

I didn't hesitate much.

——No matter what underwear you wear, you must wear a matching one!

Put on your scarf and go downstairs.

Ryoma happened to be waiting downstairs, standing under the street lamp.

I hugged him excitedly: "Good evening!"

Ryoma was thrown by me, and his arms skillfully wrapped around my waist: "Good evening. Have you eaten yet?"

I nodded: "I ate it while watching TV."

"Ah."

The dragon horse let go and held me, and I also held back, fingers interlocking.

After a while, Longma said, "Is it cold?"

Me: "Not cold. If you are cold, I can give you the scarf."

Ryoma: "I don't need it."

I was speechless all the way, I was thinking about whether I had forgotten something, Ryoma was also silent for some reason, holding his hand tightly.

Going to the new place he said, opening the door, I looked inside the house curiously.

The decoration is very simple and the color is very monotonous, but somehow it makes people look comfortable.

"Excuse me." I whispered, put on my slippers, took off my scarf and coat.

Ryoma turned his head and looked at me quietly.

I:"……"

Ryoma: "..."

Me: "Where is your room?"

"You really went straight to the point..." Ryoma paused, turned his head, his ears were stained with crimson.

I followed him into the room, also in a simple style, "Where's Karubin?"

Ryoma: "At Dad's place."

Me: "Oh."

The bed is a double bed, really changed to a set of dark blue cartoon space patterns.

I pushed him, Ryoma looked down at me: "..."

I pushed him again, Ryoma seemed to have paused, and then fell backwards, lying on the bed all at once, with the quilt sunken.

I also climbed up and sat on his belly: "It's started... Hey wait, did you buy a T?"

Ryoma's cat pupils were straight, and he let me move, his face was stained red, and he said dryly, "...Of course, I'm not an idiot."

"Good."

I only had a sweater on me, and Ryoma also took off his coat, leaving only a thin sweater.

I felt that it was difficult for him to take off his clothes while lying down, so I lifted my hand and took off mine first.

Ryoma's body stiffened suddenly, Kohaku blinked, obviously shy and awkward, but his eyes did not move away.

After taking off my sweater, the skin exposed to the air was so cold that I touched my arm: "It's so cold...!"

Longma came back to his senses, pursed his lips, turned over, and turned his position upside down.

I lay down on the quilt with a dazed expression, and Ryoma pulled up a corner of the quilt to cover me: "Wait a minute."

He stretched out his arm and pressed something, the air conditioner in the room started to run, and after a while, warm air kept coming out.

The Ryoma leaning on me stared fixedly, her dark green hair hanging down.

I blinked.

He suddenly said, "I thought you would wear a yellow duck."

I honestly said: "I can wear it in junior high school, but I can't now. And it is the most fragrant to wear it in solid color. Others are not as comfortable as it."

Ryoma hummed slowly, and in the next second, the arm supporting my ear left, and the sweater was taken off and fell to the ground.

I was surprised: "Hey, how can you throw your clothes on the ground!"

"It doesn't matter." Ryoma probably didn't even know what he was talking about. Under the bright lights, his mature body was well-distributed with every inch of thin muscle, and his healthy complexion was full of hidden explosive power and temptation.

At first it was a shy and awkward look, but now it has become undisguised.

I feel the air warming up, "Okay."

He kisses down.

It's a passionate kiss.

I hugged Ryoma, and the quilt in the middle was torn off by him at some point.

When he was going down, I suddenly reacted and grabbed Ryoma's hair: "I want to be on top."

Ryoma: "..."

The corners of his eyes were red, not the red color of crying, but reddish with excitement.

As soon as I finished speaking, Ryoma looked at me silently, and then I got my wish and sat on it. After thinking about it, I lowered my head and prepared to leave traces of love.

The dragon horse hissed: "Are you a dog? Biting everywhere."

Me: "What do you know! It's uncontrollable."

Ryoma: "...um..."

Me: Ryoma, you are so reluctant...!

………………

After a sleepless night, I finally had just one thought.

Ryoma, you have great physical strength.

When it was over, I was carried to take a shower, and as soon as he put me on the bed, I automatically rolled into the bed with half-closed eyes.

Longma chuckled and went to wash himself.

I was sleepy as hell, but I managed to stay awake.

Longma came out with hot steam, with a relaxed expression on his face, and lowered his head: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

My whole body is soft. Based on my experience of running 800 meters, I have a feeling that I will be sore tomorrow.

But I said: "It seems that you really learned a lot..."

In the end, I was completely comfortable enough to wake up without a blank consciousness, and I really came back to my senses after taking a shower.

And because it was the first time, he didn't do it for a long time, the right time.

Longma raised his eyebrows, lifted the quilt and got in, and pressed his hands on my waist to relieve the fatigue.

Ryoma's soft voice: "Sleep."

It was too hot to turn off the air conditioner in the middle of the journey, and now it's cold again. Ryoma's quilt is not covered in winter.

I was so tired that I closed my eyes and poked him: "Turn on the air conditioner."

Ryoma: "..."

He reached out and turned on the air conditioner.

Warm air was blown into the room again, the air warmed up, and I hugged Ryoma under a thin layer of quilt, my eyelids were heavy from exhaustion.

He hugged me back and put his hands on my waist against my back.

In my confusion, I said firmly: "I think you did a good job."

Ryoma seemed to laugh, and then said in a flat voice, "...Thank you so much."

Me: "You're welcome..."

Warm air slowly circulated in the room, as warm as a stove.

I gradually closed my eyes completely and fell into a dream.