fall in love with Echizen

I said angrily, "What are you laughing at!... Hiccup."

I:"……"

But Ryoma restrained his smile, the umbrella was raised, and there was no cover, the sound of rain penetrated into his ears, and the sound of pattering rain became louder.

Ryoma resumed his usual expression, calmly said as if nothing happened, "I'm not laughing at anything."

I haven't recovered from the sequelae of crying, so I couldn't help sobbing: "...you were laughing just now, I still laughed when you kissed me!"

Ryoma paused and pursed his lips, as if he just realized that he kissed me, or it was simply a belated awkwardness.

"..."

For a long time, I kept staring at him, and Ryoma turned his eyes away. If he hadn't opened an umbrella for me, he would have taken a few steps back to avoid my approach.

I was still wearing his hat on top of my head. The baseball cap that Ryoma put on me indiscriminately pressed my forehead hair roughly, which was very uncomfortable.

I paused, took off the hat directly, and put my hand on Ryoma's head, deliberately wearing it a little crookedly.

Ryoma's dark green hair was suppressed, and his cat eyes widened slightly, but he didn't react.

I took it for granted: "Your hat."

"..." Longma held down the brim of his hat, remained silent, and straightened himself silently.

I looked at him, there was a little water stain on Ryoma's lips, I felt weird thinking it was my tears, and just wanted to wipe it off.

When I was staring at it strangely, Ryoma licked it almost uncontrollably, and the little bit of moisture on his lips was immediately swept away, but left a deeper moisture.

I was purely puzzled: "...Hey, isn't it salty?"

Long Mamao's eyes were lowered, and the sound of the rain was too disturbing: "What...?"

I pointed to my eyes and said, "Aren't my tears salty?"

Longma understood. He pursed his lips tightly and straightened his lips. He turned his head and said, "Let's go, it's getting dark."

I immediately followed his words and thought, "That's right, it's time for Dad to come back."

As I continued to walk, the raindrops kept hitting the umbrella, falling down the umbrella ribs, and there was more water on the ground, and there was a sound of water splashing when I stepped on it.

Halfway through, I opened a piece of candy and ate it.

When I arrived downstairs at my house, the sugar in my mouth melted away.

I waved my hand casually: "Goodbye."

Instead of visiting a boutique, I didn't wait for Ryoma to go first and went up the stairs myself.

"Pear Blossom." He stopped me, and I turned around. Ryoma's amber pupils were dark under the brim of the hat. The light was not clear in rainy days, but with the umbrella and hat, the shadow was even deeper.

Ryoma's other hand was on the backpack strap, and he quietly clenched it tightly: "...just, it's a little salty."

I blinked and retorted quickly: "Nonsense, I've eaten my own tears before, it's super salty."

"...Are you an idiot? Eat your own tears?"

Me: "...Didn't you wonder about this when you were a child... And if you cry hard, it will flow into your mouth."

Ryoma's originally tight lips loosened slightly as the topic shifted: "...see you tomorrow."

I waved on the stairs: "See you tomorrow."

go to school.

"Hey Lihua, you..." Yui approached and whispered after class, blushing, "You..."

I wondered: "Me?"

She was still shy and shy and didn't say anything. A group of people pushed and approached each other. Finally, a boy was pushed over. He stood in front of my desk. When I looked up, the boy's face was redder than Yui's.

Me: "... Yoshimura-kun?"

Yoshimura, a classmate, suddenly paused, and said with a deep breath, "That... that... Rika... No, Hino-san! Are you dating Echizen Ryoma!"

The rest of the background boards: ...the question came out!

I was taken aback: "...Yeah. What's wrong?"

Yoshimura's whole person lost color in an instant: "It's nothing... I wish you happiness, Hono-san..."

Me: "...thank you?"

The other person couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward: "Student Hino! ​​Excuse me! May I ask if you will break up with him in the future... Uhhhh???"

Yoshimura pressed his mouth and said with a sneer: "Sorry Hino, he can't speak, let's go first, sorry."

I was stunned: "... all right?"

They walked away silently, and the group of people behind them also dispersed instantly.

I didn't care about them at all, I didn't want to think about them when I knew what they were thinking, so I turned my head: "What did you want to say just now, Yui?"

Only then did Yui falter and ask: "Ewha, can you make cakes?"

I thought about it, and shook my head: "No, it's okay to make small biscuits. What's the matter? Do you want to make cakes, Yui?"

"Hmm...it's the first anniversary of me and Isho-kun." Aoi Yui shyly covered her face.

Me: "Hey - so..."

Wait, one year anniversary?

I quickly calculated how long I had been with Ryoma, and it turned out that it was not the first anniversary, so I was relieved.

... It's not that I forgot, it's that it really didn't arrive, um.

I relaxed: "Oh, it's the first anniversary, and you want to make him a cake? It's a joke, just learn it yourself."

"Yeah!" Yui agreed, then hesitated, "...do you want Lihua to come together?"

I originally wanted to refuse, but Yui thought it would be better to have friends with me alone, so I thought about it and agreed: "Yes."

Yui said happily: "Great! So Echizen-kun can also eat cakes made by pear blossoms, right?"

Um?I didn't say I would do it for him?I want to eat my own...

Under Yui's expectant gaze, I bit the bullet and said: "...Well, yes. Ryoma is lucky!"

Nozaki who sees through everything: "..."

Fukui Yuta heard it: "What!? Are you going to make a dark and destructive magic cake that restrains the Demon King?"

Yui: "No, it's a love cake."

I paused, and echoed: "...Well, yes! It's a love cake!"

Fu 樫 Yuta lost interest in an instant, and said coldly: "So it's not my field."

When I got to the rooftop at noon, I couldn't help but said to Ryoma first, "I want to make you a cake."

Ryoma was hitting the tennis ball back and forth against the wall with the racket, when he heard that he held the returned ball, he wondered, "Why?"

I was taken aback for a moment, never thinking that this person would ask why.

I was silent for a moment, and then asked back: "Why do you say? Do we have any anniversary or something like that? For example, the one-month anniversary of holding hands? For example, the one-month anniversary of kissing?"

Longmamaotong looked at me and tilted his head: "... Is there such a thing between us?"

Yes, no.Who remembers it, or rather, who remembers this thing, except for the anniversary, the rest... Anyway, I can't remember it.

But I can't say that I was forced to make cakes for him, can I?

I paused, and decisively threw the question to him, and said, "Yes, why not? There must be a sense of ritual in communication. Do you think about the recent anniversary?"

Ryoma: "..."

He tilted his head, his dark green shattered hair brushed his ears lightly, as if he was really thinking.

The air is quiet.

After waiting for a while, Ryoma said, "It's the first anniversary of buying you chocolate."

"..."

I almost blurted out:

What the hell? !Have you bought me chocolate yet? ! !I do not know how? !

At that time, you were still floating in the United States, right? !

But I hold back.

Maybe I simply forgot... right?

I held back the words I wanted to ask: "...Yes, I have a really good memory, and I just want to return your chocolate."

Ryoma seemed to chuckle slightly: "Yes, if you know how to do it."

I beeped softly: "Anyway, you just wait."

It was time for a nap, so I brought a new blanket and covered Ryoma and me.

Long Ma silently glanced at the little yellow duck on the blanket: "...you really like this."

Me: "After all, I am a single-minded person."

Ryoma: "..."

"Sleep and sleep." I was sleepy, I shook the blanket and lay down.

The fluffy blanket was so warm that I closed my eyes and fell asleep instantly.

When the girl beside him breathed evenly and fell asleep peacefully, Ryoma opened his eyes, and there was no trace of drowsiness in the amber pupils.

He turned his head, and the sleeping girl's face was pressed against the doll, and the baby's fat was piled up cutely on her face, which was all pink, and her body undulated slightly with her breathing.

Ryoma stared at it for a while, casually thinking about the cake.

Maybe he wanted to kick the ball to him casually, Lihua didn't know what anniversary it was, and the guilty expression was too obvious.

Just to give a reason.

Ryoma's eyes stayed on her lips for a second, then moved away.

...Although he didn't lie, he did buy chocolates for her at this time a year ago, but he didn't send them over.

After tennis training that day, he walked into the supermarket, and the United States was celebrating Valentine's Day. He casually glanced at the exquisitely decorated love chocolates.

What is he doing...with no one to associate with.

I forgot what I thought at the time, maybe it was the idea of ​​sending pear blossoms far away in Japan.

It's almost a confession.

Ryoma stroked the ribbon on the edge of the chocolate box, but finally gave up.

After all, she was preparing for the exam, so it was not a good time to confess.

He put it in a drawer, and the box of chocolates was left alone.

Because they dated before returning to China, Echizen Ryoma never thought of that box of chocolates again, and the original intention was achieved anyway.

When Lihua mentioned the anniversary just now, the box of chocolates wrapped in secret thoughts popped up in his mind.

...the chocolate may have melted in the box.

The girl beside her breathed softly, her hands were still slightly curled up in front of her.

Echizen Ryoma blinked slowly.

Sleepy.

After taking a nap, I put away the blanket, said goodbye to Ryoma, and went downstairs to class.

Although Ryoma needs tennis training, he still has to attend classes, just for the main selection of the tennis club. At least the school doesn't allow them to participate in any learning activities like me... Even if they fail the exam, they still have to make up for it.

I finished my class in the afternoon, and I didn't need to make up lessons, so I went downstairs with the crowd.

When I went to the tennis club, I happened to meet Ryoma who came out.

Me: "... Finished training?"

Ryoma saw me and walked over nonchalantly: "Well, I'm going to practice on the tennis court outside the court."

Me: "Ah? Yes? Then go."

I crossed the road behind him, went to the supermarket to buy a bag of potato chips, opened them and ate a piece.

Me: "Do you want to eat?"

Ryoma: "No need."

I oh, holding the bag of potato chips and eating by myself.

When I crossed the road and waited for the red light to turn green, I naturally grabbed Ryoma's backpack strap.

He glanced back at me.

I explained, "It's safer to cross the road that way."

Ryoma didn't speak, turned around, walked across the road without looking sideways, and let me pull.

Outside the tennis court, Echizen Ryoma nodded, "I'm going to buy soda, what do you want?"

Me: "Coke Cola!"

He walked slowly to the vending machine, and I went first.

There are lots of small tennis courts, each with a... automatic pitching machine?Is it called this?

I passed by a tennis court, and there was the sound of arguing inside. I originally planned to skip it, but I didn't expect the girl's voice to be very familiar.

"I've already said that we have broken up, what are you still pestering your love for?"

I:"……"

I leaned closer, and sure enough it was my beloved, wearing a baseball skirt, clasping her hands impatiently.

Opposite her is her former boyfriend... seems to be the senior of the second year of junior high school?

The brown-haired boy disagreed. He grabbed his beloved's arm and said anxiously, "I'm going to bring you to play tennis! Why did you break up? I don't agree!"

Xinai broke free, didn't break free, and snorted: "Because you are so annoying, you keep saying things you don't like, and you are annoying on weekends too! Where can I go to care about your business?"

There was a quarrel.

But the strength of the girls is not as strong as the boys. Seeing that the boys are going to use their hands and feet, I said: "Can we maintain a little quality in public places? It's a free tennis court. It's not good to occupy the quarrel."

The two of them stopped, and the man raised his eyebrows and looked over: "... my beloved classmate?"

...Meet me?

I walked among them and tilted my head to look at the man. He subconsciously let go of his beloved's hand.

The beloved immediately patted in disgust.

The man came to his senses and shouted, "What's the matter with you?"

He stretched out his hand to hold my shoulder.

I was taken aback.

boom!

A yellow tennis ball precisely hit his wrist, and the boy immediately withdrew his hand and let out a cry of pain.

The tennis ball hit the ground twice and rolled slowly to the side.

I turned my head, and Ryoma was standing by the door, twirling a tennis racket and putting it on his shoulder. The amber cat eyes under the brim of the hat stared at me in a daze, then looked at the boy, and said calmly, "What are you doing?"

I frowned, worried that the development of the situation would exceed control, what if there was a fight?

... It's impossible to play tennis again!

As a result, the boy gritted his teeth and was very persuaded.

I looked at his back: "..."

When he walked out, he pressed his wrist, which still seemed to be numb.

Xinai awkwardly said: "Thank you, Xinai won't disturb your date anymore."

Me: "Well..."

She also went out, walking in the opposite direction to that of the boy.

Echizen Ryoma and Cat Hitomi stared at the boy as he walked away before bending down to pick up the tennis ball.

I was surprised: "It's really accurate."

Echizen Ryoma: "...It's still far away, this kind of thing is very simple."

Me: "Is it easy?!"

"Of course." Echizen Ryoma paused, went up and turned on the automatic pitching machine, and put the two bottles of drinks side by side.

Walking to the opposite side, he bent slightly to prepare for the action: "Pear Blossom, you go a little farther first, or go to the opposite side. The direction of the pitcher is random."

Me: "Oh."

I walked to the opposite side, which is the side of the pitching machine. It is estimated that Ryoma is very confident that he will not hit me, so I said this place.

Watching him play and being bored, I thought for a while: "Is it really easy? Aim. Where do you hit the intersection of that line?"

I pointed to the place not far away, where the two white lines on the ground meet.

Ryoma didn't even look at it, and when the next ball came, he swung his racket, and the yellow tennis ball hit the meeting point very well, just right.

Me: "...so amazing!?"

Me: "What about the end of the white line on the far right?"

boom!

Hitting a tennis ball is almost a casual action, very easy.

I don't feel much watching tennis games, but this kind of game with a sense of participation instantly appreciates the power of Ryoma.

Me: "My left three meters?"

The corners of Longma's lips curled up slightly, Maotong stared at me, and smiled: "Do you think this is a game?"

Even so, with a wave of his hand, he hit the place I said.

boom!Hit.

Me: "Three meters to the right and three meters to the right!"

boom!Hit.

"We're in the middle!"

boom!

……

"Where is my toe?"

The next second, I was hit by a tennis ball in front of my toe. The yellow ball just passed the toe, and the force was mastered exquisitely. Instead of bouncing towards me, it spun on the spot and then stopped.

When I said where to hit, I was amazed: "...A voice-activated pitching machine..."

Echizen Ryoma straightened the brim of his hat: "...Are you an idiot?"