Don't come here, I'm not a random person!

Fukiishi was held tightly by the boy, and from her perspective, she could only see Akashi Seijuro's back, but the light and shadow of the dusk seemed to be jumping on the treetops, elongating their shadows, and seemed to freeze this moment.

"Akashi?"

His footsteps stopped, and Fukiishi could basically judge that this place was secluded and avoided people, so did Akashi want to talk about something that was not easy to talk about?

Thinking of this, she straightened her expression and held Akashi's arm instead, a murderous intent suddenly flashed across her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Did someone trouble you?"

what?

Akashi, who had been brewing a lot of rhetoric, was forced to death by these words, and Miao Ya, who confessed so little, was speechless. He looked at Fukiishi for a while, and helplessly let go of his palm that he didn't want to let go.

"it's not true."

"That's good!" Fuishi felt relieved, "And then? What do you want to tell me?" She couldn't help laughing when she mentioned this kind of thing, "You don't mean to refuse my invitation? That's right, say so Pulling me to this kind of place is also to give me face, after all, I am a girl who was rejected in public, it is really embarrassing... Uh..."

Fukiishi's eyes shifted to Akashi's arm propped on his cheek, "Akashi-kun?"

Akashi Seijuro: "I promise you."

Fuishi said "Huh?" in confusion.

Akashi Seijuro raised his head, "In exchange, you will come to the next basketball game."

"Ah? Oh," Fuishi said: "Actually, there is no need to exchange, just tell me about your competition and I will go."

Akashi Seijuro held back the smile on his lips, "Of course I know, but I don't want to take advantage of you."

"???"

How can I take advantage of watching a friend's game?

Fukiishi thought inexplicably, from the beginning to the end, she ignored Akashi-kun's very manly actions—bidong!

Akashi Seijuro adjusted his joyful mood and regained his seriousness.

"Blowing Stone, have you got involved with the Mafia again?"

Fuishi: "...Ah, have you been exposed?" Sticking out his tongue.

Akashi Seijuro frowned, "Fukiishan, this is not a joke."

"Okay, okay, my fault," Fukiishi said with a smile without any sense of tension, "So as an apology, I invite you to eat dessert, sweets help you feel better!"

"..."

Akashi Seijuro's original full score mood value dropped by [-] points silently, but at least he was supported by the remaining points, so he didn't show how rude.

"So... you asked me on a date to make amends?"

He asked as if he was sure, and Fukiishi's answer was also classic.

"No, I just want to try eating cake with Akashi?"

A look of surprise flashed across Akashi Seijuro's face, "What do you mean?"

This time it was Fukiishi who grabbed the tie hanging from Akashi's chest as if returning a gift, pulled him to his side, and smiled lightly.

"Because your eyes and hair are such a sweet color, you always feel that sweets are more delicious... Is it hard to explain the reason?"

"..." Akashi was silent for a while, then suddenly took two steps back, covering his face with the back of his hand, the shame that was born from the bottom of his heart turned red and rippling on his face, there was no way to hide it.

Fuishi seemed to have just realized, "Is there something strange about what I said?"

"I promise!"

Fuishi said "Huh", looked at the chairman who turned his back and didn't look at him, and said thoughtfully, "Do you agree to go on a date with me?"

Akashi's back froze suspiciously, and he turned sideways. The light on the street just perfectly highlights the handsome face of the young man who can already see the future, and the lines that are still in the infancy.

The whole is like a matte stick figure, and a few simple strokes outline the first love when I was young.

The crimson hair naturally slipped down with the movement, and the eyes were like the sweet color in Fuishi's mouth, as if they were shining, exuding concentration and anticipation.

"When?" No one knew Akashi Seijuro's nervousness at this moment, his silently clenched palms were placed by his side, an angle that Fukiishi couldn't see.

Fuishi didn't continue to answer the question mark this time, she thought for a while, stretched out her finger and smiled: "How about this Saturday? I know that the cakes in a maid cafe are delicious."

"Maid?"

Akashi Seijuro said in surprise.

"Yeah!" Fuishi nodded, smiling all over his face, "The shop where I used to work, the boss and the girls in the shop are all very good!"

Akashi Seijuro: "..."

Huh huh? ? ? ? ?

It seems... There is... Where is it different from what I thought?

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the date, and Akashi woke up very early. He didn't want to say that he was woken up by a ridiculous dream, but after waking up, it was also true that he covered his head and sat quietly for ten minutes.

The carefully selected private server just rightly highlights the fine physique that the teenager has cultivated by playing basketball all the year round. He may not be as tall as his teammates, but he is already tall and outstanding among ordinary students.

Such a person with innate nobleness made a gesture of waiting for his girlfriend, and many girls who wanted to take the opportunity to strike up a conversation could only give up regretfully.

Because it was the weekend, there were a lot of people coming and going on the street. Akashi glanced at his watch again, making sure that there were still ten minutes before the agreed time, so he relaxed himself even more, and his thoughts drifted unconsciously to last night's dream.

The maid cafe that Fuishi said that day... mainly because she had worked part-time, the effect of this sentence was too great, and I couldn't help but think of Fuishi in a maid outfit... Ahem, but the dream at night is absolutely uncontrollable... Okay Bar……

Akashi Seijuro, who no longer knew what he was thinking, changed his posture and looked at the time again.

Not to mention maid outfits, but even Fukiishi wearing clothes other than school uniforms, I am looking forward to it.

Will you wear a skirt?I heard that girls will dress themselves up well on a date, so do they know how to put on makeup?

Thinking that Fuishi would dress up carefully for himself, the original mood point of 120 quickly jumped to [-], and the joy revealed in the corners of his eyes and brows was even greater.

"Awaited!"

Arriving at the appointed intersection three minutes earlier, Fukiishi was not surprised to find that Akashi had arrived much earlier than himself.

Hearing the voice, Akashi raised his head expectantly, then his pupils shrank slightly.

Disappointed... or lived up to expectations?

Fuishi didn't wear makeup or a skirt. The clothes looked like private clothes, but they definitely didn't look girly. Overall, they could only be described as neat and revealing.

Two long and straight thighs are exposed in white, and the white socks stacked on the calves bring a youthful atmosphere. Ordinary canvas shoes, and the appearance of a T-shirt with a small vest on the sleeves, should be Due to the cooler weather at night, Fuishi was wearing something to keep warm.

"You came early."

Fukiishi who ran over stopped in front of Akashi, put his hands on his knees and began to pant.

Akashi Seijuro didn't know what to say, so he nodded.

When his breathing was almost normal, Fukiishi straightened up, pinched his waist with both hands, and noticed at a glance that Akashi's dress was very different from usual, "Akashi, you look so handsome today," and gave a compliment without hesitation.

Akashi Seijuro said politely, "Well, you're not bad either."

"Really?" Fukiishi laughed happily when he heard the words, hooked Akashi's arm, stuck it on his chest without knowing it, and pulled him towards the shop with full energy, "I tell you, This time is just right, if it is later, there will be so many people in the store that we need to queue up."

"..."

Akashi Seijuro is a serious person, because it is very important so I repeat, he!Is a serious person!

So the expectation of a date with a girl he likes is nothing more than putting on makeup, wearing a skirt, and other innocent fantasies... He never thought of physical contact to this extent!

Although it is for keeping warm, it is summer after all, and the thin T-shirt can block the bra is already worn too much, not to mention it is so tight, I can already feel the softness of the other side...

Akashi Seijuro tensed his arms and patted Fukiishi on the shoulder.

Fuishi turned around without knowing it: "What's wrong?"

Show the distance between the two of you.

"Ah, sorry!" After saying that, Fukiishi let go.

The feeling in Akashi Seijuro's heart suddenly became more complicated.

Fukiishi: "But since it's a date, it's okay to hold hands, right?"

Looking at the palm stretched out in front of him, Akashi Seijuro's heart lake, which has been restless since he woke up, rippled silently, circle by circle, he seemed to understand why he liked this person.

You, you can always knock on the door of my heart precisely, and when I want to grab your hand, you open your hand like me.

As if to say, I will never leave you.

Fukiishi saw that Akashi, who had been tense all day, put his hand on his palm, and then his expression seemed to melt, and the color of his eyes deepened with tenderness, she felt very happy.

I have to say that this is all on her intentions, noticing Akashi's nervousness, noticing the other party's disappointment, and then making the other party happy in her own way, even though there are many complicated thoughts in it that she can't understand, but she wants to make people feel happy. Being happy is her forte.

Now that I am happy...

"Fukiishi, I have a request."

Fukiishi just thought of this, but Akashi suddenly interrupted, she tilted her head with a questioning expression.

Akashi Seijuro grabbed her hand, inserting one finger into the gap one by one, and finally the five fingers interlocked, the palms fit together, and there was no gap until Fukiishi could clearly feel the heartbeat of the other party.

Akashi Seijuro said seriously beyond Fukiishi's imagination: "I want to hold your hand like this, can you not let go?"

Fukiishi: "Huh?"

The author has something to say:

Akashi Seijuro: Plan!

Fukiishi: Huh huh? ? ?

Saiki Kusuo: What did I miss?

Ma Canghao: You didn't miss anything.

I feel that I have missed a lot. I have been devoting myself to sprinkling dog food recently, because it is Christmas Eve. Happy holidays everyone! ~

I didn’t make Akashi’s birthday before, so I really didn’t have his part in the scene on his birthday, so I entrusted him with Christmas Eve and Christmas, the two days when the torches are lit. I don’t know if you will be satisfied (*^ ▽^*)