fall in love with Echizen

The next day was another normal school day.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I was immediately shocked by the mysterious person behind my seat.

The chestnut-haired boy was Nozaki's deskmate who had disappeared for a long time.

He... why is his hand still bandaged?Are you hurt?

I walked to my seat calmly, and Yui was quietly winking at me.

Nozaki Umetaro has not come yet.

As I stood, Yui winked at me.

I was silent for a moment: "..."

It should be to let me get to know the new classmate and help him, probably.

I thought I understood Yui's meaning, cleared my throat, and said, "Well... you are a classmate who took a leave of absence, right? I'm Hino Rika, what's your name? If you don't have a book, I can help you to the monitor. Say it."

"..." The chestnut-haired boy raised his head slowly, his yellowish eyes were extremely serious, "I am the Dark Flame Master, and people abroad call me DarkFlameMaster. Hello, Silver Dragon Girl."

I:"……???"

I hesitated for a moment, Yui covered her face with a book and dared not look at me.

Me: "...um... so what's your real name?"

"Fukashi Yuta."

"Okay Fukuoka-san." I paused, and continued, "...do I still need to find the squad leader?"

He gave me a firm look, "Don't worry, Silver Dragon Girl, the Black Flame Envoy doesn't need an assistant."

"...Okay." I sat down immediately, and after a while, I beeped softly with Yui, "Why did he call me Silver Dragon Girl? I don't know him?"

Yui closed her eyes: "...it should be because of the color of your eyes, Lihua, he just called me the Orange Clothes Magician..."

Me: "...Are you suffering from the Second Secondary School? I finally met something that youth should have."

Yui: "Hello."

Nozaki Umetaro entered the classroom when class was about to start, and his eyes lit up when he saw Fukashi: "Is there a new middle school patient?"

Fu 樫 Yuta frowned: "What are you talking about? Have I finally evolved to the stage where I can't understand human language?"

I:"……"

In short, the new classmate is a very strange but interesting person, and I have a premonition that it will not be boring in the future.

I have been listening to Nozaki's strange questions and Tomikashi's strange answers all morning.

Oh, by the way, his name is Nozaki Baiyan Melee Mage.

...Why is it so advanced.

I am a silver dragon girl.

At noon, I went to the rooftop to eat with Longma, and I was still complaining: "Am I not worthy of being a human being?"

Ryoma was juggling the ball after eating his bento, and the yellow tennis ball was playing nicely on his racket.

Hearing this, Longma tilted his head slightly, kept his hands on his hands, and said, "Otherwise, what do you want to be called? Silverman?"

"...It's not necessary, for example, the silver hero, the silver princess, and so on."

Wait, why are they all silver, I subconsciously followed them.

I paused for a few seconds, and changed my words: "Anyway, it's just...the villains with flame patterns are fine."

He tilted his head and smiled, then turned to look at the tennis balls up and down on the racket, his amber eyes stared at the ball: "It doesn't matter... By the way, isn't your math competition coming soon?"

I wanted to refute, but I was attracted by his last question and thought for a while: "Well, it's almost next week?"

"Just in time, our general meeting is about to start. Do you want to come?" Echizen Ryoma raised the racket slightly, and the yellow ball immediately bounced out.

I was sitting on the ground hugging the doll and chatting, the ball came over and just landed on my doll, I picked it up: "I will go when I have time."

I looked at the tennis ball in my hand, and one hand just wrapped more than half of the ball.

I remembered the last physical test, and said happily: "That's right! In my last physical test, the teacher measured my height and said that I grew three centimeters taller!"

I stood up and approached Ryoma a few steps. Ryoma leaned back but didn't move. His eyes under the brim of his hat looked down at me.

I made a gesture: "Well... still not as tall as you, but the teacher said that I will grow fast when I reach the growth stage, and it's okay if I don't stand in the first row all the time in junior high school."

"Oh..." Ryoma tilted his head, "I'll grow too. And I've been drinking cows... and exercising."

I opened my eyes wide: "Does exercise make you grow taller?"

"..." Long Ma paused, "I don't know, but exercise can indeed increase height."

After he finished speaking, he smiled, and the cat pupil was very close, "So you can go to exercise?"

I said decisively, "No."

"And there's still high school..." Ryoma took off his coat and reached out to touch the tennis ball in my palm, but it inevitably touched my fingers.

He stopped talking.

Maybe it's because he just finished playing tennis, his hands are very hot, but mine are cold.

Ryoma paused for a few seconds, then took the tennis ball from my hand, and continued: "And there is still high school... It's still far away."

I'm a little sleepy, so I don't want to discuss this anymore, rubbing my eyes: "I want to sleep, Ryoma."

"...then sleep."

Lying on the doll as usual, I tried to close my eyes, but Ryoma kept drinking water.

It seems that I have been drinking since I went to the rooftop.

I wondered: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's just a taste in my mouth." Ryoma wiped the water stains on his lips.

I am interested: "What did you eat!"

Ryoma glanced at me strangely: "Do you want to drink something with the characteristics of seniors?"

I hesitated: "Isn't this something from your club? Can I drink it?"

"..." Ryoma swallowed the words he originally wanted to agree to, and looked at me calmly for a while, which made me even more puzzled.

After a while, he turned his head away, raised his head to take a sip of water, but said: "Forget it, don't drink it, you will vomit."

vomit? !

I beeped softly: "Is it hard to drink?"

Ryoma showed an indescribable expression: "Very bad."

Me: "Oh."

I give up instantly.

Looking at Ryoma's frowning and uncomfortable expression, I thought about it, got up and opened my schoolbag, took out my candy and handed it to him: "Here, here you are. Very sweet candy, which can dilute the taste."

Ryoma took a look and took it. It was wrapped in purple candy wrappers.

Me: "Grape flavor."

"Don't you get tired of eating this every day?" Ryoma put the candy into his mouth and crushed it instantly. The candy was broken into pieces and melted in his mouth. The taste of glucose filled his throat and tongue.

Me: "It's not greasy, don't bite it all at once, you keep it in your mouth, and the taste will dissipate completely."

I gave him another candy, and the grape flavor was gone, so I gave him the lychee flavor.

"Eat it quickly, don't crush it, just sip it."

Echizen Ryoma ate it without breaking it into pieces: "Pear Blossom, what else do you taste like?"

I looked through: "There is only lychee flavor."

"so."

After finishing this, I couldn't bear to sleep and lay down, and Ryoma also lay on his side, his cheeks were a little swollen because of the sugar.

Covered with a coat, the sky is endless and sunny, with occasional birds chirping.

I was drowsy, but I didn't fall asleep completely, and Ryoma felt very awake with his amber cat eyes open.

I whispered: "Ryoma, I'm going to bring a blanket over tomorrow, it's getting colder and colder."

"can."

"Senior, why do you want to make something nasty?"

"I don't know, but there are quite a lot of annoying seniors here, it would be great if we can defeat them all."

Even so, there is no "disgusting" meaning in the tone, but a sense of eagerness to meet the challenge.

I raised my eyes and looked at him, the face of Ryoma was pressing the dark green hair around the ear, and the fat face of the baby that had not completely dissipated was lying on the side, and the meat on the side was piled up, which was quite cute.

Long Ma suddenly said: "Are you cold now?"

"No, why do you ask that?"

"Because your hands are cold."

Me: "My hands are always cold. Haven't you held hands before?"

Ryoma: "Why is it cold?"

I thought for a while: "I don't know."

"yes."

Quiet, but still looking at each other, Ryoma stared at my eyes, but the next second he bit the candy in his mouth.

I:"!"

He also realized: "...unconsciously..."

Long Ma paused, Mao Tong put aside, and said a completely irrelevant sentence: "...So, if it's cold, do you want to hold hands?"

I froze for a moment: "...Okay."

Under the jacket, my hand was held, and the heat was transmitted.

There were some thin calluses on his hands, which felt strangely frictional while being hot.

My hands warmed up, and I became more sleepy.

I yawned: "I'm going to sleep."

Ryoma blinked: "Sleep."

I gradually fell asleep.

There is still the sound of his even and slight breathing next to my ear, and before falling asleep completely, I feel my hand being gently wrapped.

His vague and broken voice sounded very close: "...Do you want to curl your hands in front of you this time?"

Like a feather gliding across the water, I didn't listen and fell asleep.

The whole world fell silent.