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◎I will let you in quietly. ◎

Mari Nishijima pushed the prepared sauce dish towards Echizen Ryuya, and said, "Don't bother with roasting, you can eat it too, I don't think you even ate a few bites."

Echizen Ryuya: "Okay."

The large screen in the center of the restaurant switched channels to the afternoon news.

Mari Nishijima glanced casually, and frowned: "This case hasn't been solved yet? It's the second week..."

Echizen Longya glanced at the news displayed on the big screen.

Two weeks ago, the body of a teenage girl was found on Third Avenue in Mihuacho.The mouth of the deceased was sewed up cruelly, and traces of torture remained on his body.

The police determined the identity of the deceased based on the appearance of the deceased, but failed to catch the murderer for a long time.

Affected by the news, Mari Nishijima's head began to ache again.

She suddenly lost interest in eating barbecue, and took two sips of sour plum juice with a sleepy expression.

Walking out of the restaurant after eating, the heat outside blows in.

Mari Nishijima held the unfinished cup of sour plum juice: "Shall we go to the playground next?"

She specifically checked the best place for a date yesterday, and the one with the highest number of likes was the giant ferris wheel in Mihua Town Amusement Park.

Clicking on the official interface of the Mihuacho Amusement Park, Mari Nishijima was about to book two tickets in advance with her fingers - before she had time to click, her phone was suddenly taken away.

Mari Nishijima was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ryuya Echizen.Echizen Ryuya held her mobile phone with one hand, and lightly pressed the other hand on the top of her head: "You don't look very well, let's end today's date, go home and rest first."

Xi Daozhen was still a little tangled, frowning and hesitating: "But..."

Echizen Ryuya put her mobile phone in her pocket, and held Mari Nishijima's hand as naturally as before: "Tomorrow is Sunday, so we can date."

It was rare for him to be tough, and he didn't even return his cell phone to Nishijima Shinri until he got home.

Mari Nishijima vaguely felt that Echizen Ryuya's attitude was wrong, as if he was very nervous.But Nishijima wondered why he was so nervous.

I thought that since the date was gone, the dinner should be bigger.

It turned out that dinner was sea oyster porridge.

Well, although sea oyster porridge is also delicious-but Mari Nishijima still wants to eat meat, the kind that is fried and grilled.

Adhering to the spirit of 'I don't comment unless I cook', she finished dinner in a moody mood.

After eating, the two sat in the living room and played games.

Then Mari Nishijima lost [-] games in a row.

She looked at the character she had been knocked down on the screen, pinching the handle and lost in thought.

Echizen Longya looked at her with a smile: "Do you want to start another round?"

Nishijima Mari sincerely: "Will you let me if we start another game?"

Echizen Ryuya: "It's unlikely."

He held the game controller with one hand, and when he spoke, he smiled half-smile, and his cat-like amber eyes focused on Nishijima Mari.

When Echizen Ryuya stared at a person so intently, it would give people the illusion that he was deeply loved.Even if he's free-spirited, an overly dangerous air doesn't seem like a good match.

But it always attracts more women who want to conquer him.

But Mari Nishijima obviously has no such ambitions.

After finding out that the possibility of Echizen Ryuya releasing the water is extremely small, she sighed in frustration, and at the same time opened another round very honestly.

Once the game started, Mari Nishijima's expression immediately became serious.Even though he has lost many times before, as long as the word "game start" appears on the big screen, Mari Nishijima will re-enter it.

It doesn't matter even if you know that you will lose in the end.

I don't know if Nishijima Mari's efforts have worked - the battle that would always end quickly has fallen into a stalemate this time, and she and Echizen Ryuya's character's blood volume is on par.

Seeing the ups and downs of the blood bar, Nishijima Mari became emotionally excited, even his back was straighter than before, and he opened his eyes to carefully pay attention to every opportunity on the screen.

Here's your chance to avenge your shame!

The blood bars of the two gradually turned red, and Mari Nishijima pressed the controller nervously, secretly planning to hold back a big move to end the game directly.

The character in the game kicked, and the opponent fell to the ground.

Nishijima Mari cheered: "Win!"

Echizen Longya supported his forehead with one hand, and said, "Yeah, yah, yah... Truth-chan has improved so fast, she can already kill me."

The truth of Nishijima was still unfinished: "Then let's play another game?"

Echizen Longya took the game controller away from her hand: "It's already ten o'clock, didn't you agree to go out on a date tomorrow?"

Mari Nishijima was stunned and realized: "That's right..."

"Then let's play next time."

"As long as it is within a reasonable period of time, I will accompany Zhenjiang to play however she wants."

With Echizen Ryuya's assurance, Nishijima Mari was in a good mood, and went back to her room to sleep after washing up.

A good night's sleep, not even a dream.

The next day, Mari Nishijima woke up early, changed her clothes and went to brush her teeth.

Before, she and Echizen Ryuya's wake-up time had been staggered. Echizen Ryuya had the habit of doing morning exercises. Usually when Mari Nishijima woke up, he had already gone downstairs for a run; but today Mari Nishijima got up early and brushed his teeth. I bumped into him by the sink.

The two looked at each other, Echizen Ryuya's face was not awake, and his dark green short hair was messy.

It looks a bit like natural curls.

Mari Nishijima held the toothbrush and was silent for a moment: "...Hi?"

Echizen Ryuya burst out laughing.

He made room for Nishijima: "I'm done brushing, you go ahead. What do you want for breakfast? I'll go for a run later, so I can bring it for you."

Mari Nishijima lowered his head and squeezed toothpaste on the toothbrush, without raising his head, he said, "I want to eat rice balls with meat floss and salted egg yolk. It would be better if there is hot tea."

Echizen Ryuya agreed and went out for a run.

Mari Nishijima was in a daze while brushing her teeth.Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she moved to the window next to the sink and looked down.

It happened that Echizen Ryuya could be seen running.

He ran at a very uniform speed, and Mari Nishijima felt as if he was in a physics class, watching the teacher demonstrate the PPT of uniform motion.

While running, someone stopped Echizen Ryuya—Nishijima Mari's eyes froze, he took out the electric toothbrush from his mouth, and looked at the situation downstairs intently.

Because the distance was too far, she couldn't see what those people looked like.But out of the intuition of danger, Nishijima Mari quickly recognized that they were carrying tennis rackets on their backs!

Echizen Ryuya seemed to have a conversation with those people.Although Mari Nishijima couldn't hear what they said at all-but judging from the posture, it should be a conversation.

Immediately afterwards, she saw her boyfriend followed those people around and went to another place.

Mari Nishijima craned her neck, trying to see their destination with her excellent eyesight.A voice came from the next window: "West Island?"

She was startled, turned her neck stiffly, and looked to the next door.

Umetaro Nozaki, who poked his head out of the next window, also had white foam of toothpaste on his mouth.

The two looked at each other, and Nishijima was puzzled: "What are you doing with your head out? Are you basking in the sun?"

Umetaro Nozaki: "...I saw you sticking your head out. I thought you saw some excellent material, so I wanted to stick out my head to see it too."

"..."

Mari Nishijima sighed: "Where is the material so easy to find? I see my boyfriend... Oh, wait!"

Her eyes lit up, and she clenched one hand into a fist and hammered the window frame: "That's right! The hero was stopped and provoked by passers-by, and the way to solve the problem is to have a fun basketball game, the peak duel between the academic school and the street school - this The plot is good, you can draw it in!"

Umetaro Nozaki followed with a flash of light, and realized: "Yes! Basketball game, how can there be no basketball game for campus love? For the sake of the girl he loves, the perfect three-pointer is thrown, the sun shines on the prince's face, and the prince confronts the girl through the crowd. Vision—this plot is good, you can draw it in!"

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