Pure love DK is number one in the world

The spring day is short, and it flies by.The dense crimson cherry blossoms on the streets are gradually replaced by dense green, and summer is coming quietly.

The students of the Kyoto school have resumed their normal classes and tasks; although everyone is still worried about the result of the previous friendly match, due to the distance between the two schools, there is no chance to meet each other during the task, and there is not much chance to get up. conflict.

In particular, Murata's fault-finding session, which everyone has been looking forward to for a long time, has become far away due to the sudden increase in the workload of Murata after returning to school. There is a high probability that it will not be realized until the next exchange competition.

The partners of Murata and Kasumi Miwa were separated for the time being. After school started because Kasumi Miwa was injured, Murata and Aoi Todo formed a temporary partner for a period of time;

However, this "fixed partner" relationship only lasted for half a month, and soon the upper management found that the two people were more efficient when they were separated, so Murata began the life of a conjurer who completed the task alone.

"Level [-] curse spirit, confirm exorcism."

The assistant supervisor put away the tent, heaved a sigh of relief, and habitually took out two candies from his pocket and stuffed them to Murata: "Thank you."

Murata looked at the strawberry-flavored candy in his hand, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Miss Zuo Chuan, I'm almost an adult, don't give me candies like rewarding a child every time the task is over."

Obviously he is not a sweetheart, but he is always inexplicably stuffed with a bag of candy in his life.

Ms. Zuo Chuan, the assistant supervisor who often cooperates with Murata, smiled and said: "I don't know why... Maybe it's because you are about the same age as my brother. Subconsciously, I want to treat you like this—"

"Today's tasks are all cleaned up for the time being, go back and have a good rest."

Murata obediently waved to Ms. Zuochuan: "Okay, goodbye——"

He ran very fast, and when he waved to Zuo Chuan, he had almost disappeared.The intern next to Zuo Chuan couldn't help gossiping: "It's the first time I've seen Murata-kun finish his mission so positively. Usually, because he has to write a report, every time the mission ends, he's crying."

Zuo Chuan guessed casually: "Should I go to see my girlfriend?"

The intern was shocked: "Does Mr. Murata have a girlfriend?!"

"Definitely."

Zuo Chuan replied while lowering his head while writing the task record: "It's easy to see, right? Every time you do a task, you have to send a message to someone, and when the task is completed, you will take a photo and send it to the other party as soon as possible. The small pendant is obviously for couples..."

Halfway through the conversation, Zuo Chuan noticed something was wrong, moved the mission recorder away, and looked at the intern in disbelief: "No, you..."

The intern cried and said, "Yes—that's it! Because Murata-kun is very likable, uuuuuu...I asked several seniors to be transferred to the Kyoto area, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu—"

Zuo Chuan: "..."

She thought about the other troublesome conjurers she had dealt with, and then thought about Murata, and she could immediately understand the intern's mood.Lovingly patted the intern on the shoulder, Zuo Chuan comforted her: "It's okay, Mr. Murata has no brains, I definitely can't tell that you like him, at least the girl's self-esteem is preserved."

"Let's go, senior invites you to barbecue after get off work."

There was a lot of traffic at the station entrance, and there were a lot of young people—a few female students next door had come and gone to look at Fu Heihui four or five times, and there were even a few men in the middle who came to ask for contact information.

He pursed his lips, his face became even more stinky, and he played with his mobile phone with downcast eyes indifferently.

"Well... hello, may I have your contact information?"

Fu Heihui raised his eyes and saw a shy big boy looking at him embarrassedly.

After meeting Fu Hei Hui Bi's eyes, the boy unconsciously felt a little timid—although the young man was beautiful, his eyes were too cold, and he felt as if he would push him to the floor at any time Beat up.

I feel like I owe him a lot of money...

"Hui! Here, here~"

The brisk and lively voice forcibly inserted/came in, interrupting the two people's staring at each other.Fu Heihui's cold face eased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes had already passed the boy to the speaker: "Sorry, no."

The boy lost the courage to continue to strike up a conversation once, and he was relieved to leave quickly after being rejected.It's just that when he left, he looked curiously at the person who greeted the boy——

He looked about the same age as a pretty boy, tall, clean and fresh, with milk tea and a cone in his hand.It's just... the hairstyle is a bit strange. Nowadays, there are very few boys with short ear-length hair, right?

The eye color is also very strange, is it wearing colored contact lenses?

Is the knife on the waist a prop knife? COSER?She looks quite handsome, but she doesn't have much memory, and feels like she will forget her facial features when she turns her head...

Is it a classmate?good friend?But are boys now so sticky?When you come to pick up a good friend, you have to bring milk tea and snacks——

The thoughts in the boy's mind were going astray, and he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.He shivered involuntarily, and looked sideways at Fu Heihui's cold green pupils, and his warning gaze.

This time, he believed that if he continued to watch, he might really be pushed to the ground and beaten by the opponent.

The boy coughed dryly and left in a hurry.

Murata held up the cone: "The yogurt-flavored one is limited in quantity. I have been snatching it for a long time, and I almost got squeezed out!"

He obviously came here by running, the person who can't even blush after a whole set of warm-up exercises, now has a layer of sweat on his forehead.

Fu Heihui took the cone and milk tea, took a bite, and took the other bags in Murata's hand, wondering: "What are these?"

Murata's hand was empty, except for a cone.He bit the cone and said in a vague voice, "Clothes, don't you want to stay here overnight? I bought you new pajamas."

Suddenly he didn't hear Fu Heihui's reply, and Murata became vigilant: "It's already afternoon! After watching the movie, it will be night. You don't want to catch the night bus back to Qitama, do you?"

Fu Heihui also took a bite of the cone, and the sweet and sour taste spread on the tip of his tongue.His face was still very smelly, at least just by looking at his face, it was difficult to figure out whether Fu Heihui was in a good mood or not.

However, his tone was surprisingly gentle: "I won't go back, I told Tsumiji to stay overnight at your house."

"this is for you."

Fu Heihui handed Murata a white gift box.Murata took it with one hand and glanced inside: "Dim sum?"

Fu Heihui: "Cookies, put some pumpkin seeds. Tsumiki made it, she hopes you can taste it, and then give her feedback."

Murata suddenly realized: "Okay——"

Walking out of the station, there are people coming and going outside, and the busy streets bring the excitement and congestion unique to a bustling city.Murata sips milk tea, hangs the snack bag on his arm, and uses two fingers to swipe and pull the phone screen: "Let me look at the map..."

Suddenly, with a light hand, Murata looked sideways and saw Fu Heihui take away all the sundries from his hand.

Murata: "It's actually not heavy."

Fu Heihui looked natural: "I'm holding something, isn't it more convenient for you to look at your phone?"

Murata thought for a while, and felt that what Fu Heihui said seemed to be correct.He looked down at the map, and he probably matched the route on the streets of Tokyo: "The cinema... the cinema... Oh, it's quite close. If you walk there, you can walk there in ten minutes."

"But there are also buses, Hui, do you want to take the bus or walk?"

Fu Heihui: "Walk over slowly."

Murata had no objection. The conjurer had excellent physical strength. The journey that originally took more than ten minutes was completed by the two of them in less than five minutes.

The air-conditioning was turned on in the cinema, and the current day's films were scrolling on the electronic screen.Murata's cones had already been eaten, and he asked Fu Heihui what movie he wanted to watch with a milk tea in his hand.

Fu Heihui looked up at Yishui's love movie on the screen, and fell into a moment of silence.He turned his head to look at Murata, who was still scrolling through the introduction of the movie with great interest, without any awareness that he might fall asleep after watching such a boring movie.

Murata... like to watch romance movies?

Fu Heihui, who felt that she had discovered her boyfriend's special liking, said after a short silence, "Is there anything you want to see?"

"Huh? Let me choose?"

Murata's eyes brightened obviously, and then he pointed to the movie cover that he picked out from the touch screen of the automatic ticket vending machine: "Then see [Little Princess]?"

Fu Heihui: "Okay."

Buy a ticket and go to the cinema.Before entering, Murata went to the front desk to buy popcorn and Coke—the popcorn exudes a rich, creamy sweet aroma.

Fu Heihui looked at the unfinished milk tea in his hand, and at the large Coke in Murata's hand.He sighed, said nothing, took the Coke calmly, and dragged Murata into the screening room to wait for the opening.

[Little Princess] is an old movie, so old that Fu Heihui wonders if there is no movie in the theater?

Otherwise, why would this film be included.

The movie theater lights out, and the projection screen lights up.The background at the beginning of the story has an obvious Indian style, with a draped princess bed and an elephant. The little heroine has golden soft natural curly short hair and a pair of moist and innocent blue eyes. She looks like a doll when she is lying on the bed obediently.

Fu Heihui hadn't seen this movie, so he thought it would be boring, but unexpectedly...it's pretty good.

Although the plot is not new, it is a plot that people can guess with their eyes closed.But the little actors are all very cute, and the composition of the scene is also warm and natural—whether it’s the yellow roses pinned to the gate, or the delicious food that fills the small attic when the little heroine wakes up, they all reveal a kind and childish fairy tale atmosphere .

It is very in line with Murata's customary style of being heartless and too straightforward.

Towards the end of the play, the little princess throws herself into her father's arms and begs him to remember everything; she weeps pitifully and sadly in the pouring rain, wearing her maid's linen robe.

Oddly enough, Fu Heihui glanced at Murata.

The cinema was dimly lit, and Murata was looking at the big screen seriously.The soft light of the projection screen gathered on his cheeks, and those rare red irises looked even more beautiful.

He put a few popcorns into his mouth from time to time, but when he chewed the popcorn, he didn't make any sound. He could only see the juvenile's obvious Adam's apple sliding up and down with the swallowing movement under the interlacing of light and shadow.Fu Heihui immediately looked away, her heart beating a little faster than before.

After the movie finished, the curtain began to be announced, and the two packed up their leftover garbage and left the movie theater.

When I went in, I was still holding food in both hands. When the movie was over, milk tea, cola popcorn, and a box of cookies were basically left to Murata alone.

Passing by the stall selling grilled sausages at the entrance of the cinema, Murata swallowed his saliva: "Hui, do you want to eat grilled sausages? If you want to eat, I'll buy two, if you don't want to eat, I'll buy one."

The trash can was right behind them, and Fu Heihui glanced at the large popcorn bucket they had just thrown away, a large cup of Coke, a large cup of milk tea, and a whole box of cookies baked by him for half a month, and fell into a There was silence.

He remembered that Murata went to eat at his home before, and sent himself a photo of eating supper after returning home; at that time, Fu Heihui didn't think much about it, thinking that Murata was trying to hide the fact that he had eaten outside from his family.

Thinking about it now, maybe Murata never thought of hiding it.

He was probably really hungry.

Murata persevered and asked, "Hui?"

Fu Heihui's expression remained unchanged, and he walked towards the sausage stand: "Boss, here are two sausages."

He paid the bill neatly, and got two steaming sausages.Fu Heihui gave one of them to Murata, and watched him finish the roast sausage in two or three bites——Fu Heihui glanced at Murata's stomach suspiciously.

The hem of the shirt that Murata wears is pressed into the trousers. In order to facilitate the saber, the trousers also have matching belts.Under the shackles of the belt, it is easy to see whether the thin waist is still the waist.

After eating so much just now, Murata still didn't seem to react at all.

Just when Fu Heihui was hesitating whether to feed the roast sausage in his hand to Murata, Murata's cell phone rang.Murata gave him a 'quiet' gesture, and then picked up the phone: "Hello? It's me... eh? Now? Have you arrived yet?"

"Oh, I'm at the entrance of the cinema—shall I go buy it? But Hui is here too!"

The other person didn't know what to say, Murata frowned and wanted to refute, but the phone was hung up.Holding the mobile phone, his expression was blank for a moment, then he slowly turned his head to look at Fu Heihui: "My mother is here, and she is in my apartment now. She asked me to go shopping and have dinner together in the evening."

"We can't play games all night together tonight, maybe we need to meet a parent first...Hui?"

Fu Heihui still had that expressionless face.But if you look closely, you can find that his eyes have begun to be in a state of emptying—the amount of information is too large, and Brother Fuhei's brain has crashed.