fall in love with Echizen

"Then you just sit here and wait." The staff member smiled softly.

I nodded: "Okay, thank you sister."

"It's okay." She shook her head and went on to do other things.

I just sat in the cool place outside the radio station drinking a drink, waiting for the dragon horse to come.

The straw in my mouth has a magic that makes me bite it flat unconsciously.

I don't know how long I waited, I almost fell asleep on the table, when suddenly a familiar boy's voice came.

"Didn't you get lost? Although the method is very good, it is wrong."

I woke up startled, looked up, the dark green haired boy was standing in front of me, staring down at me, frowning, but there was no anger in the cat pupils.

I looked and let go of the straw: "Because you disappeared as soon as I turned around."

Long Ma calmly said: "You disappeared as soon as I turned around. What did you see?"

I swallowed the rest.

...you can guess this! ?

How did he know I walked away because I saw something else?Don't you just look straight ahead the whole time?

"..." I said honestly, "it's a hat, I think it suits my mother quite well."

"Oh." Echizen Ryoma didn't say much, Kohaku glanced, "Then let's go. I won't look for you if I get lost next time."

Holding my drink, I stood up and followed: "How did you find me? You kept walking around and looking around, did you still ask someone?"

Indeed, Ryoma, who had been walking around in a hurry to find someone the whole time, also asked passers-by: "...No, I knew you wouldn't get lost, so I just stood where I was."

I agreed: "Oh..." and continued to drink.

But the straw has been bitten by me and I can't suck it at all.

"Huh?" I let go of the straw and lowered my head, lifted the lid of the drink, threw it away with the straw, and drank directly.

Ryoma didn't look at me, and didn't look sideways: "Didn't you bring a cup, pour it in."

I suddenly said: "Oh."

I handed him the drink casually.

"..." Ryoma raised his hand to take it, and glanced at me.

I stopped to grab the cup, and Ryoma looked down at me with one hand in his pocket.

I took it out and held it in front of him: "You pour."

Ryoma: "..."

With a flip of his hand, the drink poured into the little yellow duck's cup without dropping a drop.

Long Ma said lightly: "Next time you go to see something and say something, or you will cry when you get lost, it's too stupid."

"..." Although I really wanted to say that I didn't cry, I wasn't even in a hurry, and went straight to the radio station when I lost my way, but Ryoma's expression was awkward.

I didn't expose it: "You too. Otherwise, you will cry if you get lost."

"...I don't know. When did you see me cry?" Ryoma said, and laughed again, "It's just you."

I took a sip of my drink: "Lue, crying is not something to be ashamed of, I will comfort you when you cry."

"unnecessary."

"Then I just watch you cry when you cry?"

"First of all, I won't cry...there is a haunted house." Ryoma frowned halfway through speaking, and changed the subject.

I didn't care, I followed him and grabbed Ryoma's arm: "Go and play! This way we won't get separated."

Ryoma let me lead, we went in, there was a ghost model at the door, and there were people queuing.

We are at the end of the line.

I swallowed, and whispered in Longma's ear, "Are you afraid?"

"No. It's still far away." Longma looked calm, raised his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips maliciously, "What's wrong, Lihua, are you afraid?"

I shook my head: "Not afraid."

I'm just afraid of real NPCs, it doesn't seem to exist here

Ryoma: "Oh."

The queuing time was too boring, I stood obediently for a while and couldn't help but play.

"Look, the shadow of this hand is a bird." I met Ryoma's gaze, my left hand held my right hand in a certain way, and the silhouette of the bird could be vaguely seen in the shadow on the ground.

Ryoma took a look and commented: "What a fat bird."

I immediately: "..."

I emphasized: "It's because the palms are puffed up."

Ryoma: "Isn't that still fat?"

Me: "Your hands are fat!"

Long Ma wondered: "I know, does this have anything to do with this fat bird?"

I choke.

What he meant was the bird fat made by this gesture, and when I heard fat, I thought it was talking about my hands.

I was silent for a moment, put down my hands as if nothing happened.

Ryoma put it in his pocket, his eyes casually looked at the position of the counter.

After a while, I became bored again.

As expected of a holiday, there are so many people.

I turned my head and took Ryoma's hand.

He bowed his head: "what?"

"so boring."

I picked up his hand. Ryoma has been playing tennis all year round, and there are thin calluses on some parts of his hand. I rubbed it with my fingertips: "It's similar to my writing calluses? It's just that the position is different. You have more."

The boy's hand in his palm shrank unconsciously.

I raised my head, Longma paused, and said, "It's just too itchy."

"Oh." I replied, looking down, Ryoma's palm was still in my hand.

I scratched his palm lightly.

Ryoma's palm shrank again.

Ryoma bowed his head: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Me: "I'm tickling you. Is it itchy?"

Ryoma paused for a second, then said stiffly, "It doesn't itch."

...It was itchy just now.

I looked at the team, there should be a few more minutes.

I thought of the movements that sports boys often do in TV dramas: "Ryoma, do you know the movement of pressing your knuckles to make a sound?"

I didn't wait for his reply: "Can you do it?"

"It's such a simple matter..." Ryoma didn't seem to care, glanced at me, and when he snapped his fingers with both hands, there was a light clicking sound at the joints.

I followed his example, but nothing happened.

"It's because you're too weak." Ryoma laughed mockingly, Amber's eyes seemed to be thinking of something, showing a sly smile like a cat, "Come here, I'll help you."

I paused, and still put my right hand in his palm: "You lighten up..."

Echizen Ryoma raised his eyes, Cat Hitomi had an indistinct smile, not purely happy, but malicious.

I was suddenly vigilant, his expression was the same as that of the prank boys before.

Ryoma didn't give me any time to regret it. He pressed down on my bent four fingers. As soon as I exerted force, the grip strength I had been exercising all the year round was only exerted one-third of the force, and my knuckle joints experienced severe pain accompanied by a crackling sound.

I grabbed his wrist and couldn't help shouting: "...It hurts! Wait, wait, let go!"

Longma raised his eyebrows and let go: "You want it."

I covered my finger, but after a few seconds the pain went away, and there was even an eerie relief.

I shook my hands, and the pain was indeed gone. The pain was only momentary, but the relaxation was continuous.

Me: "Oh."

I stretched out my left hand: "Come again, this hand, this hand."

Ryoma: "..."

When he pressed it again, his amber eyes quietly looked at my hand for a while: "It seems to be older than you."

Me: "What?"

Ryoma: "Hand."

I froze, shrinking my hand in his palm.

Looking down: "Indeed, why? Am I growing taller?"

Ryoma: "I'm here too. And boys' hands are bigger than girls' hands, bones."

I oh, it's not obvious on Longma's face, but I always feel that he is in a better mood.

Me: "Hurry up and click?"

Ryoma: "I know."

When everything is relaxed, it will be our turn.

I was looking at the prompt content on the sign, when I turned my head, Ryoma just came over from the counter.

I wondered: "What did you do there?"

Long Ma said lightly: "It's nothing. Let's go."

I followed him and held his hand: "Don't get lost, okay? I don't want to go to the radio station anymore."

Ryoma: "...I haven't mentioned you yet, who is the kid and who is lost?"

I squeezed his fingers, moved closer, and walked into the haunted house. The air conditioner was turned on hugely, and it was cold.

I try to create an atmosphere where I'm afraid: "I'm afraid."

"..." Ryoma was silent for a second, "Excuses...forget it."

I exhale.

Is this a turnaround?

The haunted house is full of puppets, or models with organs.

What I hate most is a wig that falls from the top, it always feels dirty and I don't want it to touch my hair.

I muttered: "It would be great if you were taller."

Ryoma: "Then how about putting on a wig for you?"

I said honestly: "Yes. You can also go to the concert and pick me up at the end of the station to watch."

It must be the last row, and I don't want to block the people behind.

Ryoma choked: "...you idiot... I can hug you right now without growing taller."

I beeped softly: "It's still invisible like this, it's too short."

Ryoma: "..."

He turned his head and didn't speak again, we continued to walk, and the dolls around us bounced up and sat down again.

I was holding Ryoma tightly, but he suddenly asked me if I was thirsty. I licked my lips, but when he said that, I became thirsty instead.

He let go of Ryoma and lowered his head to take the cup.

"Ryoma, you're thirsty..." I looked up, but in front of me was a terrifying face with bleeding white eyes, still talking.

"Not thirsty."

I froze: "..."

Ryoma still leaned closer: "Is this scary?"

Ryoma just bought a prop for the counter, and wanted to tease Lihua, after all, she said she was not afraid.

Nothing, he just did it when he wanted to.

Lihua stared at him with wide eyes, and called out shortly: "Yi!"

The cup fell to the ground with a clang.

Ryoma: "Here's your cup..." He bent down to pick it up, but the girl ran away immediately.

Looking at Lihua's back, Longma tilted his head: "Is it really so scary?"

He followed: "Hi, Lihua."

But the head machine that suddenly descended blocked the way.

Echizen Ryoma had no choice but to stop, still holding the little yellow duck's cup in his hand.

Ryoma: "Didn't that guy say he's not afraid?"

The arm has the temperature of a girl holding it for a long time, and now it is even cooler under the air conditioner.

They should be waiting for him at the door...probably.

There are other tourists coming in behind.

"Oshi, I'll go there first! I want to see that little boy in Echizen's embarrassment first hahahahahaha, what are you afraid of! There are no real people here!"

As soon as the words fell, a dark red-haired boy rushed in with a band-aid on his face.

"Let me take a look...!"

Eiji Kikumaru happened to meet Echizen Ryoma's eyes.

Kikumaru didn't hesitate, and said with a relaxed smile, "This model is not bad..."

Echizen Ryoma tilted his head in doubt: "Senior Eiji? Why are you here?"

Kikumaru Eiji's smile froze.

"……Eh?"

Oishi Hideichiro didn't go in, and after a long while, he heard the familiar screams inside, and the red-haired boy ran out like a wind.

Dashi: "How did you come out of here...??"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Oishi Shuichiro: "?"

Fuji Zhouzhu smiled softly: "Ah, are you afraid of ghosts? The models are also afraid."

Qian Zhenzhi wrote a small book: "Yes, next time you can take this into consideration and motivate him to train..."

The cat eyes under Echizen Ryoma's mask blinked.

Senior Ying Er happened to be here to play?Or...forget it, let's go find Pear Blossom first.

He took off his mask and walked over.

"Pear Blossom—"

I was petrified and ran away subconsciously.

He ran all the way to the exit, only to slow down when he saw the sunshine and life.

I:"……"

That guy Ryoma...!

I waited for a few minutes before Ryoma came out of the haunted house, he still said calmly, "Your cup."

I clasped my hands, didn't look at him, and made up my mind to ignore him for 10 minutes.

The cup that Ryoma handed out was not answered: "...?"

Echizen Ryoma paused for a few seconds, then said dryly, "Didn't you say you're not afraid?"

Me: "No matter, I will ignore you for 10 minutes!"

"..." Ryoma looked at me a few times, "Aren't you thirsty?"

I shut up and resolutely refused to speak.

But really thirsty.

I glanced at him quietly, and Ryoma met my gaze.

I quickly took a sip of water from the glass and walked out.

Ryoma followed: "Where are you going?"

I do not speak:"……"

One finger roller coaster item.

Ryoma didn't say anything, just walked side by side quietly.

After a long while, when he was approaching the roller coaster, he said calmly, "Ten minutes are up."

I said instantly: "You scared me to death!!!"

"...Didn't you say you're not afraid?"

Me: "But I'm afraid of real NPCs!"

Ryoma: "Got it..."

Me: "Next time, I will hit you!"

I still want to continue to complain, and a familiar radio voice comes from above my head.

——"Now broadcast a missing person message, please Kikumaru Eiji to the radio station immediately, your friends are waiting for you. Don't look for your mobile phone, your mobile phone is here with your friends. Repeat, please Kikumaru Eiji... ……”

I folded my hands and frowned: "The name is so familiar."

Ryoma casually helped me zip up the messenger bag: "Don't worry about it."