fall in love with Echizen

Leaving aside what happened at noon, today is a memorable day.

After getting off the rooftop, after class, I went to participate in club activities.

In the event room, when chatting, I excitedly said: "I'm going to send my boyfriend home today!"

Tanaka supported his chin and paused for a while: "Is your boyfriend a road idiot?"

Akane Juchi waved her hand: "You have the nerve to talk about others."

Saginomiya Shiori was reading a book with a blank expression as usual.

Ju Chiqian thought for a while: "Ewha, where does your boyfriend live?"

I shook my head: "I don't know, I will know today."

Saginomiya Shiori turned to the next page.

Nozomi Tanaka reached for a piece of potato chips, leaned closer, and beeped softly: "By the way, how did you get out of the order? Tell me... Was it a little gangster who stopped you, and you were hit by Echizen-kun's tennis ball! Hero save the beauty! Or you fought with him and developed a feeling of sympathy! Or..."

I silently listened to her compose countless bloody story collections.

Akane Juchi twitched her mouth: "Come on, you idiot. That's the plot of a TV series."

Me: "Actually, it's just a common acquaintance, I gradually like it, and I confessed to dating."

Tanaka Wang paused for a moment, and said unwillingly, "Did he tell you that you are so interesting?"

"Or interesting women?"

"..." I thought about it, "No."

Kikuchi Akane: "If I say it, it would be too shameful..."

Saginomiya Shiori turned to the next page.

Tanaka Wang frowned, and leaned against the back of the seat with his head in his arms: "What, why does such a famous couple in the school have no excitement at all."

excitement...

I tilted my head: "What excitement?"

Akane Kikuchi glanced at her, and concluded: "Sports and learning, tsundere and half-canine, twists and turns, tennis pros and tennis idiots, straight men and straighter women... Bad, it seems very Some people set up a CP."

I:"……"

Anyway, the club activities ended amidst the noise, and only Saginomiya Shiori-san was reading a book with a blank expression.

I packed up my things and said goodbye to them and went downstairs.

Ryoma waited there as usual, the difference was that he seemed to have come earlier and just bouncing the ball with a tennis racket.

I approached and took a look: "Is there a cooler way to juggle the ball?"

Ryoma's movements remained unchanged, and his amber eyes glanced at me with a faint expression.

In the next second, the tennis racket spun and bounced the ball with a narrow side.

I exclaimed, "Wow."

I counted for a while, and I counted him to a hundred times, and he didn't fall.

The eyes follow the yellow balls that go up and down.

As soon as I counted to one hundred, the racket stopped, and the yellow tennis ball stopped firmly on the side of the racket, as if growing on it.

Ryoma looked at me, wearing a black school uniform, he turned his head slightly, and said in a calm voice, "Finished?"

Only then did I look up at him: "Well. It's amazing, how did you do it?"

"It's over, it's over." Ryoma said casually, he put away his tennis racket and tennis balls, and put on his backpack.

I am still thinking about what he said, and I feel that he is perfunctory.

But it shouldn't be, because Ryoma doesn't seem to be perfunctory to me, even if it's about tennis, he will correct it briefly and correctly, that is to say...he really thinks so.

"Why are you in a daze, let's go." Ryoma glanced at me and left first.

Me: "Hey, wait for me...!"

I followed him: "By the way, I'm taking you home today. Where did you go before?"

Ryoma: "Today, take a shortcut."

I don't care: "Okay."

Follow him to turn left and right, the car whistle on the street keeps on, and when I cross the road, I subconsciously grab his backpack strap.

As a result, the backpack was very naturally switched to the other side of the shoulder by the boy, and my hand just missed.

I was taken aback, but before I could put it down, Ryoma turned his head and raised his hand to hold my wrist.

The wrist circle is hot.

I looked at him, and he turned his head to look at the red light, and added a sentence like a cover-up: "You are used to pulling the backpack strap, but I am not used to carrying this every day."

Indeed, he doesn't know how to carry a backpack when he goes out to play during the holidays.

When I lowered my head, his hand just circled it lightly, without even touching it firmly.

I blinked and said nothing.

When the green light came on, the hand that was encircled by Xu Xu held it firmly, and it was easy to exert force.

I had to follow him and walk across the zebra crossing.

On the other side, Ryoma pursed his lips without looking at me, and let go.

I held his palm with my backhand, he was startled indistinctly, Maotong looked at me.

I don't know why I hold it, it's so hot to hold hands.

I looked at him: "Well... can we hold hands?"

"..." Ryoma turned his head instantly, and his amber eyes looked at the electric pole in the distance, "...don't ask me."

what……?

I am puzzled, I asked to respect his opinion?

But Ryoma didn't break free again, his face was tense, his expression became more fierce, more like a wild cat, but his hand was holding me instead.

I understood: "Then I won't ask."

Keep walking, just holding hands.

"..."

Strangely, the atmosphere became silent.

My hands were so hot, but Ryoma's hands were even hotter, and the temperature continuously spread to my palm.

It's different from ordinary heat... It's a strange heat, like heat directly into the brain.

I can't even concentrate on looking at the storefronts on the street.

I exhaled and turned my head. On the surface, Ryoma didn't seem to have changed.

I'm trying to start a conversation: "How many times have we held hands?"

"..." Ryoma stared straight at the road and turned his eyes, as if he was speechless at my question, "Too many, and I didn't count them."

I nodded: "I have held it many times."

I continued to ask: "Then are you used to it?"

Longma raised his eyebrows, this time he kicked the ball to me: "Then are you used to it?"

I paused, and shook my head honestly: "No. Every time I hold hands, it's like new. Weird."

"You guy..."

Longma understood, and even comprehended something deeper. His ears turned red, but his face didn't show. He paused for a few seconds, and said calmly, "We'll wait until we get used to it."

Me: "Okay."

Quiet again.

I wanted to talk, but within a few minutes I had nothing to say: "You haven't answered me yet, are you used to it?"

"...So what if you get used to it? Get used to it and then." Ryoma said without answering directly.

I thought about it: "If you get used to it...just..."

Just like I am used to making quilts every day, so I don’t have a playful attitude at the beginning, and sometimes I even feel bored.

Me: "I'm tired."

Once you get used to it, you won't be moved, and you will care about other bad things.

For example, folding the quilt is actually very troublesome, for me.

Ryoma choked, as if he didn't expect me to say this answer: "Then are you used to it?"

What, I clearly answered it just now.

I was dissatisfied and said, "I said no."

"...forgot," he turned his head away, lowered his eyes, and said quickly, "Anyway, I don't have one, and you better not have one in the future."

I say oh.

There was an inexplicable silence all the way.

When the dragon horse stopped, I came back to my senses and looked around: "Is it there?"

"Well, go back quickly." Longma didn't push the door open, paused, let go of his hand, and nodded slightly.

I looked at the door of the house behind him: "... Isn't this a temple?"

"I live here."

I had achieved my purpose of sending him home, and I was satisfied. Just as I was about to say goodbye, a cat squeezed out from the open door, like running water.

"Meow"

It rubbed against Ryoma's trousers, Ryoma lowered his head, bent over and picked him up: "Karubin."

He smiled a little.

The cat licked Ryoma's chin, and its round blue eyes stared at me inexplicably, meeting my curious gaze.

Ryoma held it up: "Do you want to hug? It seems that Karubin likes you very much."

is it?

I want."

I took it, a ball of fluff, the cat's tail wrapped around my arm as soon as it touched it, and Carubin's paws scratched the skin itching.

I stroked Karubin's chin, and it immediately narrowed its eyes, and the whole cat nestled comfortably into my arms.

"Meow meow"

Suddenly, a voice came from the door: "Hey! Karubin!...Ryoma, are you back! Come in and play tennis with Dad!...Wait, you won't bring someone back! "

Ryoma first stared at me with downcast eyes. As soon as I heard the voice that might be his father, I subconsciously wanted to leave.

Anyway, don't want to meet the boyfriend's family right now.

Longma blinked: "No, I just came in."

The sound of footsteps on the other side of the door stopped. Hearing this, he turned again and did not go to the door again: "Hurry up then! Let's compete!"

I looked at him, but Ryoma lowered his head and only looked at Karubin: "What do you think is just delivered home."

Me: "Well, I thought you were going to say that."

"Now?" Ryoma looked up and met my eyes, the cat pupils were strangely more like a wild cat than Karubin in my arms.

Ryoma: "You don't want to."

"Yeah." I admitted, "but it doesn't matter if you think about it carefully, it's just a relationship...and you're not an adult yet."

If you don’t have adult relationships, you might just meet each other with a smile, but when my father and my mother dated, seeing my grandpa is completely different.

Maybe it's just a junior high school dating game, not a high school one, just smile and tease it.Not seriously.

Longma frowned: "What do you mean?"

But he quickly realized that the cat pupils were narrowed, and he said unhappily, "You mean they won't take it seriously... Isn't it just marriage?"

I was surprised: "How can you say that it's not marriage... Such words!"

"..." Ryoma is no longer awkward and shy now, seeing me blushing, he stopped making obsessions, "What does this kind of thing matter. Didn't we say we would always be together?"

Indeed...but I was thinking about it as we've been getting along like this, without thinking about getting married at all.

I said, "...it's different. Marriage is not just about being together."

Longma raised his eyebrows: "What is that?"

"Yes..." I couldn't give a complete explanation for the time being, "Yes... it is to form a family, it is... to be serious."

Ryoma looked at me, I resisted his gaze, and continued to bite the bullet: "Anyway, you must feel that you can take responsibility before you can get married. Not only if you like it."

...actually I don't know what I'm talking about...

Ryoma hugged Karubin, Kohaku lowered her eyes: "Got it."

He was about to enter the door. After a while, he stopped at the door, turned his head, and said something terrible in a calm tone: "That's why you didn't get married after graduating from high school."

Me: "Of course not! You were just getting started, weren't you? Professional tennis."

"What does it matter." He said this for the second time.

I paused, hesitated, and said: "...I don't know, it seems that the school is very different from the outside. I'm afraid you will go back on your word."

"No... Well, it's useless to talk about it now." Ryoma touched Karubin's ear, and he turned sideways, "Then it's better to be 25 years old."

Me: "What?"

"Because I'm sure I'll reach the top before then." He downplayed his future victories with confidence written all over his face. "When the time comes, you just need to wait for me on the sidelines."

I was taken aback: "Why is it outside... If it's summer, it's so hot."

"...then in the arena."

Due to the holiday tomorrow, the community club is actually closed early today, and it is probably because of this that Ryoma agreed.When I went back, the sky was still bright, although it felt like I had been away for a long time.

I lay in bed in a daze at night.

It seems that a big agreement has been made.

perhaps.

But it feels so far away that I may have forgotten it in the end.

[Ryoma: Are you home? ]

[Ewha: Yes. ]

……

[Ryoma: Sleep, good night. ]

[Ewha: Good night, good night! ]

Uh... wait, it seems that his home is so far away, how did he go back so quickly before! ?