blue fantasy

After a long time, she suddenly smiled coldly.

"Speak clearly enough! So stay away from me!"

Mitsui's words turned Ayako's hopes into bubbles, she stood there for a moment with a white face, and then turned around slowly.The voice that was trying to restrain itself sounded extremely sad in the quiet room.

"...Sorry, not in the future."

She had just taken two steps when she bumped into a person abruptly.The man let out a small "ah".In a panic, Ayako didn't have time to take a closer look, bowed deeply "I'm sorry", then hurriedly ran out of the ward with her head down.

"Iron Man!"

Mitsui stared in surprise at the sturdy curly long-haired man who came out of the shadows.

"when did you come?"

"It's been a while."

Iron Man grinned.

"Watched a free show! The performer was too attentive and didn't pay attention to the audience."

"pick!"

Mitsui cursed in a low voice, and impatiently brushed away the strands of hair blocking his forehead.

"Do not make jokes."

"You have to act so hard even to reject a woman?"

Tetsuo curled his lips, pulled out a mocking smile, and looked at Mitsui.

"I don't think you really hate her."

"Isn't that great?"

Recalling Ayako's unnaturally clenched fingertips just now, the degree of paleness can be clearly seen even in the dark.Such a refusal, the other party must be very hurt... Although I don't regret what I said, but I feel very empty afterwards.Mitsui whispered in a low voice.

"I'm already tired..."

to be continued

The second time "I want to play basketball"

一

The weather is intoxicatingly warm, and it is the season when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. The fine-sand sidewalk is full of messy pink flowers, some of which hang on the green grass.Ayako raised her fingers, and the delicate stamens floated down in the palm of her hand with the breeze.The sky was blue and clear, as pure as his hair color.

"like you. 』

The other party who was confessed in this way did not respond at all, and there was no hope at all.Although he deceived himself and told himself that he had at least no regrets, he couldn't help but feel extremely depressed when he thought that the ruthless man's perception of him was at a stage of extreme disgust.

She forced a self-comforting wry smile, and then walked down the stairs.Just when she was about to step out of the teaching building and looked out unconsciously, she was suddenly taken aback: the figure that had been engraved deep in her heart instantly came into her eyes.Already discharged?Where are those people going?The violence in their expressions radiated all around, led by Mitsui, the direction was the basketball club...

Ayako felt a chill hit her, and an inexplicable tension quickly wrapped her body.Mitsui put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a mocking chuckle on his lips, a group of ferocious men followed behind him.The curly long hair on the left makes his face even more terrifying.She recognized a few people, and the one who often followed Mitsui was Tokuo Horita, a third-year student.But more of them are unfamiliar faces that they have never seen before. Could it be bad gangs outside the school?what are they going to do!Ayako's heart was pounding violently.

It was Yohei who passed by. They seemed to be talking after they met, and then the two sides began to fight.Looking from afar, the man with long curly hair suddenly kicked up, Yanghei turned sideways, his schoolbag nimbly covered his chest, that foot stepped hard on the schoolbag, Yanghei staggered back two steps and almost fell.In the blink of an eye, everyone has been able to tell who is better.Mitsui turned his face and glanced behind him, and Yohei was forcibly dragged away by Horita.

Ayako was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after her.When she passed by Yohei, she clearly saw the surprise and worry in his eyes.

"Don't go!"

Ayako lowered her head, pretending not to see it, and there was no hesitation in her steps.In the basketball arena, Haruko and Fujii were already huddled in the corner in fear.Her appearance made Haruko cry out in surprise.

"Ayako, come here!"

Over there, Mitsui twirled the basketball in his hand contemptuously.

"How about we play too, Miyagi?"

The curly long-haired man squinted his eyes and threw the cigarette ash to the ground.

"Hey!"

A tall boy with red hair yelled angrily.

"I've given him to you, Tetsuo."

Mitsui turned his face away and glanced at the curly-haired man.

"Is it this guy?"

Tetsuo glanced at each other with a sneer.

"Your name is Sakuragi Hanamichi? Sure enough, you have red hair..."

"So what?"

Sakuragi wanted to step forward viciously.

"What do you want to do?"

"Sakuragi! No..."

Miyagi hastily stopped.Not wanting to escalate the situation, he begged and looked at the provocative people on the opposite side.

"We're training! And the other players are here too, Mitsui! Please..."

"Other team members?"

Horita spread his hands and laughed.

"You mean it's okay to hit you, as long as we don't touch the basketball club——right, Miyagi? That's touching!"

"no……"

Miyagi hesitated, lowered his posture and said softly, "Please let me go."

"what?"

Mitsui raised an eyebrow.

"Are you an idiot? I'm here to play today!"

"Please, please raise your hand high."

Miyagi lowered his head.

"I can no longer be hospitalized, this place is very important to us!"

"You're really stupid, Miyagi."

Mitsui sneered, and slowly spit out a few words as if to let the voice penetrate the other party's eardrum.

"I'm going to smash this place to pieces!"

"Senior Mitsui!"

Ayako couldn't help but let out a cry.

"Please stop! What's the point of doing this?"

The Mitsui in front of him was unfamiliar.He has no remorse for his actions, and he doesn't care about using violence. How can he do this?That Mitsui who loves basketball, that sport that is regarded as life, is everything over and can't go back to the past?Ayako bit her lip unwillingly and stared at Mitsui.

"Ayako!" Haruko was shocked.

Mitsui glanced back at Ayako, with a look of impatience in his eyes, and let out a low hum.

"Go away, you bastard!"

Ayako desperately broke free from Haruko's hold and ran to him. Before she could feel the pain in her heart, tears were already streaming down her face.Ayako wrapped her arms around Mitsui's back tremblingly.

"You can't look at you like this! There is no place in the world where violence is allowed, except death!"

Her voice echoed in the air, and the gym fell silent.Ayako opened her mouth slightly and was puzzled why she suddenly said the word "death". The wind that came in through the window blew the edge of the window and there was a slight bang bang sound.

"asshole!"

After a brief silence, Mitsui let out a stiff roar, and then shook her away forcefully.

"It's none of your business here, step aside!"

"Mitsui."

A man with a steep face next to him suddenly raised his hand.

"Let me teach her for you!"

"Aaron!"

Mitsui grabbed his wrist and looked down at Ayako, who was looking at him tremblingly.Those eyes were full of tears, so sad that people dare not look at them closely.Mitsui only felt a throbbing in his heart, and after a while he silently put down his hands and looked away indifferently.

"We're here to sabotage today, don't worry about her!"

After all, it was unavoidable, and Ayako watched the battle unfold, and couldn't help closing her eyes in pain, while the dull but real sound of physical fighting and continuous shouting came from her ears.Mitsui finally gave up...

**********

Ayako felt her cheeks wet and realized that she was crying.The despair gushing out of her body like magma made her tremble almost to the point of suffocation.Mitsui completely abandoned the past, no matter how sad he was, he couldn't get it back.The emotions accumulated in the chest burst out from the tear ducts.Who can heal such pain?

How long will it be before Yohei reappears?minutes or years.The heart is numb, what else can I perceive?Ayako opened her eyes blankly, and Yohei was already looking at Mitsui with a smile.

"You don't have an opponent yet, how about I come to compete with you?"

Miyagi's face, which had already been beaten up, was distorted, and he muttered to himself with a swollen face.

"Mito Yohei...?"

"Come on." Yang Ping suppressed his smile and said coldly.

"Brat..."

The corners of Mitsui's eyes and eyebrows are all covered.

"Want to court death?"

Yohei swung his arm with a punch, and Mitsui's jaw was hit hard, and he fell to the ground.

"Hey, it's not over yet. Get up!"

"hateful……"

Mitsui stood up unsteadily.

"Aren't you good at it?"

In an instant, Yang Ping threw his fists one after another.

"You are really forbidden to fight."

Yang Ping let out a low drink.Ayako's blood was flowing backwards, she rushed forward sadly, staring at Yohei with a pale face.

"Don't fight anymore! Please...don't fight anymore..."

Mitsui's body was powerless like a paper puppet, and everything was over.

"Hey!"

Shocked, Yohei abruptly retracted his fist.

"you……"

"Please stop calling..."

Yohei looked down at Mitsui's slightly convulsed body lying on the ground indifferently, and felt that he was extremely annoyed by the inexplicable involvement of himself and the weeping girl in front of him.Seeing the other people looking at the scene here in surprise, he couldn't help but sighed.

"Get out of the way!"

Mitsui pushed Ayako away, stood up desperately, stared at Yohei coldly and laughed twice.

"Men's business has nothing to do with women, does it? Mito."

Yang Ping stared at him with wide eyes, he didn't know the meaning of Mitsui's words: I'm here, don't try to touch her!He glanced at Ayako with some gloom, and then smiled faintly after a while.

"That's right, Mitsui. This is between men!"

"Mito..."