Yukimura, danger!

Realizing that Meishang Hidezao is gradually changing towards a better direction, Yukimura can't help but feel ashamed that he once had the idea that he hoped that the other party would return to the past and only pay attention to himself and be indifferent to other people.

"Let's talk about it now, you came here to find me, what's the matter?" Meishang Xiuzao asked with her back leaning against the desk, crossing her arms.

"It's nothing, I just thought that your birthday is coming soon, so... I want to ask if you have any gifts you want." Yukimura swallowed what he was originally concerned about, and found an excuse.

"My birthday? Isn't it half a month away?" Meishang flipped through the calendar on the table and looked at the time. His birthday happened to be Halloween on November 11st. The previous two years were spent in Sanctuary and Yukimura. I spent it with other companions, and my birthday this year happens to be Saturday.

"Then, on my birthday, draw another portrait of me! Just like last year."

Yukimura nodded. When he was in Sanctuary, he drew birthday portraits for each other as gifts for two consecutive years. In the second half of the night, they took Abu and Camus to the mountains to celebrate with grilled fish. Thinking of this, his tone was also brisk Get up: "Well, I haven't written for a long time. I brought back those paintings from the past. After your birthday, I will make them into a photo album and pack them together for you, how about it?"

"That's hard work." Meishang said in agreement.

One noon, Yukimura sat on the water tower on the roof of the building, thinking alone.

For several days in a row, he has been observing Meishang quietly, watching him solve various problems of the students who asked him for help with ease, and quietly occupy the dominant position in the communication, convincing and at the same time ready Keep aloof.

These previously unnoticed details, together with their memories of the past two years, lingered in their minds.

He was always curious about what the real Meishang Hidezao was like before, and wanted to understand the other person's heart. However, now Yukimura felt that he seemed to have discovered a corner.

Maybe it was because he was too dull in the past. As early as when he had mastered the unique "seventh sense" small universe in Meishang and appeared in front of him wearing the Scorpio golden holy clothes, he had already realized that it was impossible for him to regard the other party as Always following her own little tail, Meishang's excellence and talent are no less than her own.

But subconsciously, Yukimura has always felt that no matter what

No matter which path you choose, the other party will not leave, so you deceive yourself and ignore the light gradually revealed by your friend.

Until recently, as Meishang entered the student union and dealt with more and more people, this excellent light could no longer be concealed, and Yukimura would have this feeling of being about to lose.

"We are neighbors, classmates, and later became comrades-in-arms. So, can such a bond really be replaced?"

He suddenly wanted to know, when he entered the tennis club, had more companions around him, and even ignored each other, did Meishang feel the same loss as himself?

Yukimura stretched out his right hand, looked at the warm orange sky reflected by the setting sun through his fingers, and finally realized in his heart: "Compared to me who restrained your talents, maybe Sawada-san really understands you and is suitable for you , and like-minded companions!"

Halloween

Meishang Xiuzao's birthday falls on this day.

The two agreed to paint at the studio on the second floor of Meishang's home.

Early in the morning, Mr. Su Xing walked in wearing a bear T-shirt and dragging clogs, and saw that Seiichi Yukimura had prepared his painting equipment and was adjusting his easel and drawing board.

Meishang was a little surprised, "It started so early, how long does Yukimura plan to make me a wooden man?"

Yukimura smiled, "Because I was more inspired this morning! Don't worry, I have already thought of a few good poses, and it will not exceed three hours at most."

After he prepared the tools, he turned his head and saw today's model, he was immediately dissatisfied, "Mikami, how can you dress so casually on your birthday?"

Meishang tilted her head, "Isn't it possible? Do I still have to wear a school uniform? That's a little troublesome."

Yukimura sighed, "Forget it, you wait for me here, you can find out how you feel, I'll find a suitable suit."

"Yeah." Meishang watched Yukimura leave, leaned on the lazy chair bored, and flipped through the magazine reports on the art exhibition collected by his mother.

Time passed by, and after 10 minutes, Yukimura still hadn't come back, and Meishang faintly felt that something was wrong. Thinking of the other party staying in his room for so long, he immediately thought of the pistol/gun hidden under the drawer compartment.

"Shouldn't find it." The desk and wardrobe are separate, and it's impossible for Yukimura to find——

"Oops." He suddenly stood up

When he got up, he actually forgot "that"!

Meishang Xiuzao walked out of the studio annoyed, and came to her room, and as expected, she saw that the other party found out the things that she had packed in a cardboard box and hadn't had time to throw away.

In the dressing room, Yukimura found a blue-and-white sailor suit that fit his aesthetics, and was about to leave, but saw an open cardboard box in the corner of the closet, revealing a faint black skirt.

"Why are there skirts in mikami's closet?"

He took out the carton with curiosity, and took out two women's black high-heeled boots with straps, then a British style sun hat with mesh, and a necklace, and at the bottom was a workmanship Gorgeous little black dress.

When Meishang Xiuzao walked in quickly, he was holding up the small foreign skirt in a daze.

"Mikami, what is this...?" Yukimura looked at his friend with weird eyes. Although the other person's appearance has always been delicate and cute, but because of his own experience, Yukimura thought that the other party would definitely not like others to treat him as a girl. But, why is there such a small loli-style dress in Meishang's closet?

He also noticed the size of the skirt and boots, and his expression was even more surprised, "They are all your size! It seems that the children of some relatives should not stay here, right?"

What should I do if my childhood friend misunderstands that I am a female clothing boss?

"Don't worry..." During the execution of the mission, the women's clothing used to conceal the identity was found, Meishang Xiuzao adhered to the principle that as long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassing is someone else's principle, calmly walked over and squatted down, and put the skirt into the cardboard box, " Just forget about it."

Yukimura stared at him for a while as if he had discovered the new world, then sat on the floor with his hands propped up and laughed, "It turns out that Mikami likes cosplay. Actually, there's nothing shameful about such things!"

"I didn't." Meishang stopped and corrected him with a serious face.

In Yukimura's eyes, his reaction was more like a shameless excuse.

"I'll take it to the recycling bin now." Meishang didn't care whether the other party believed it or not, she was about to go out with the box that she didn't have time to dispose of.

"Wait a minute!" Yukimura quickly stopped in front of him, smiling meaningfully, "It's a pity to lose such a beautiful dress, anyway, today is your birthday, why don't mikami try to change the style? I promise to draw Well, only the two of us will see it in the future."

"Birthday is not a reason to satisfy your curiosity." Mei vetoed blankly.

Yukimura clasped his hands together, with an unprecedented warm smile, "Please! I've never seen Mikami's women's clothing, so how about wearing it once, mi-ka-mi——"

"I refuse." Meishang decisively turned her head away, ignoring the other's coquettishness.

"Really... can't you?" Yukimura's smile gradually faded, and he put his hands on the other side of the cardboard box, "I'm sorry, but I made excessive demands. Mikami... you really don't trust me!"

Meishang subconsciously tightened her fingers holding the cardboard box, reminding herself not to be fooled, but still, her heart was shaken.

Forget it, isn't it women's clothing?He didn't feel awkward wearing it at all, why did he have to refuse?

Meishang Hidezao still couldn't refuse Yukimura's request.

Ten minutes later, he put on the attire for the mission for the last time, and walked into the studio next door in 10cm boots quite comfortably.

Yukimura Seiichi, who looked over with full expectation, was soon speechless in surprise.

As a boy, Meishang Xiuzao's appearance is also quite outstanding, but he is used to hiding his personality, which makes him look a little less recognizable, and has never been conspicuous among Lihai's big boys with many good skins;

But after wearing a black foreign dress with a distinctive personality, his originally fair complexion and feminine facial features instantly became quite beautiful and brilliant, with a slender waist and long legs straight and full. Fujisawa Hideori, who was regarded as the campus idol of Lihai University.

Meishang Hidezao glanced at Yukimura through the mesh of the black visor, "Have you figured out which pose to use? Let me state in advance that wearing these shoes, I can only stand for an hour at most."

Meishang raised her leg, Yukimura immediately turned his eyes away unnaturally, his cheeks flushed slightly, "Idiot Mikami, you're gone!"

"Oh." Meishang Xiuzao lowered her head and touched the hem of her skirt, then walked to the lazy chair and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Yukimura watched him put his hands together casually, and raised his legs. Although he didn't have any expression, he had a lazy and idle air, just like a Persian cat with noble blood, no matter what action he made, there was a love for it. Reasonable arrogance.

Is this human plasticity?

Beautiful things are the best catalyst for an artist. Yukimura’s inspiration is like a spring, and the soul of the artist is also burning after seeing Meishang’s stunning image, “Very well, mikami can maintain this posture! Then, I want here we go."

The author has something to say: I will tell you in the next chapter: Air siren, fighting side by side with an alternative.