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◎You are my end◎

Before entering the maze, the staff sent a walkie-talkie to each of the two people, telling them that if they got lost and couldn't get out, they could contact the staff through the walkie-talkie to take them out.

The first 10 minutes when the two walked into the mirror maze separately.

Mari Nishijima mechanically took a bite of the crepe in his hand, and the sweet and greasy taste of cream mixed with jam spread in his mouth.Little stars are flying in her eyes, and she has completely lost her sense of direction in the reflections in all directions.

Even a little headache.

I don't know if the air conditioner in the mirror maze is turned on too much, or her ability to resist stress is too weak.

After groping the wall for a while, Mari Nishijima found a blind spot.

She stood there in a daze for two seconds, not giving up, stretched out her hand to touch the gap in the wall and continued to spin; it was indeed a dead end, if she walked forward, she would only hit the glass, and there was no other way.

Mari Nishijima suddenly became depressed, clutching her aching head.

Obviously both roads have exits.

How did you touch the dead end?

In order to go out to play today, she was wearing a cool goose yellow suspender dress, and now she is a bit cold by the air conditioner in the mirror maze.

Holding his arms and rubbing them, Mari Nishijima was tired from walking, so he simply squatted down to take a rest.She took out her mobile phone and found Echizen Ryuya's dialog box.

【Nishijima Truth: Long Ya, have you reached the end yet?

Echizen Ryuya: Soon.What about truth sauce?

Mari Nishijima: ...I seem to have lost my way.

Echizen Ryuya: That's too bad, I've already seen the exit.

Nishijima Mari: Forget it, you go out first and get the prize first!

Echizen Ryuya: I thought Truth-chan would let me come to you, won’t you be afraid if you get lost? 】

Mari Nishijima squatted a little leg numb.She moved her position, moved her ankles slightly, and continued to type and reply without stopping.

[Nishijima Mari: I won’t be afraid. If I really can’t get out, I’ll use the walkie-talkie to call the staff to take me out. 】

[Echizen Ryuya: Truth-chan, look up. 】

Nishijima raised his head because he didn't know the truth.

Originally, only her appearance was reflected in the four mirrors, but now the content of several mirrors with special positions has changed: Mari Nishijima is no longer alone on the mirror, and Echizen Ryu standing at the corner of the path behind her is also reflected elegant.

Mari Nishijima turned her back to Echizen Ryuya himself, facing Echizen Ryuya in the mirror, and let out a bewildered 'ah'.

Didn't you say you've seen the exit?

Why are you still behind me?

No, they shouldn't have taken the same path at the beginning, right?Obviously the staff said that the two roads are not connected?

Mari Nishijima stood up with her hands on her knees. The slight anemia made her feel dizzy when she got up.

Echizen Ryuya had already walked behind her, and took away the unfinished crepe from her hand.After he approached, the mirrors on all sides were full of Echizen Ryuya—as far as Nishijima Mari could see, they were all fake handsome young men in the mirrors.

She blinked, raised her head, and looked at the real Echizen Ryuya.

Echizen Ryuya was too tall, and when Mari Nishijima raised his head, he could only see his tight and sharp jawline.

Mari Nishijima: "...Aren't we going to get the first place?"

If you can't get the first place, there will be no special rewards.

There are no game cartridges without special bonuses.

No game cartridges - just go to the store next weekend and wait in line for the release site.

Nishijima Mari looked down at her thin arms and legs, frowned in worry, and sighed.

Echizen Ryuya laughed out loud, still a little angry.

He stretched out his hands to hold Nishijima Mari's face, and squeezed all the soft cheek flesh on the girl's cheeks together, like a chubby flower in a cage.

Echizen Ryuya: "I will take the first place."

Xi Dao Zhen was holding his face in his hands, and his speech suddenly became a little slurred: "But I wasted a lot of time..."

She couldn't remember how long she had been in the mirror maze, but at least twenty or ten minutes?

Echizen Ryuya pinched her face - even so, Nishijima Mari did not lose his temper - he let go of his hand, lowered his head and stuffed all the remaining double-flavored crepes into his mouth, and said lightly: "We'll take first place."

Even though there was something in his mouth, his speech was a bit blurred, but it still didn't hinder Echizen Ryuya's confidence and conviction when he said this sentence.

When he said some arrogant words, it was not annoying, as if the creator also loved this handsome young man very much, and did not hesitate to endow his soul with both appearance and strength.

He mixed the freest wind, the most violent fire, and a little romantic preference into the soul before him.

Nishijima Truth is hard to resist.

She was grabbed by Echizen Ryuya's wrist and walked through the mirror maze.Those forked intersections that would give her a headache lost their meaning—or in other words, the appearance of Echizen Ryuya made the "choice" lose its meaning.

It seems that all ends must be him.

A strange, inescapable premonition enveloped Nishijima Mari's heart at this moment; she started to have a mild headache again, and when she stared at Echizen Ryuya's back, her mood became very strange.

Until the two walked out of the mirror maze, the staff guarding the exit cheered and sprayed ribbons at the two.

The streamer didn't hit Mari Nishijima directly in the face.

The sudden sound of the ribbon tube really startled her.Echizen Ryuya reacted quickly, almost at the same time as the ribbon tube sounded, he raised his hand to block Mari Nishijima; the orange sun was also blocked by his arm, and the sequined ribbon fell on his arm.

"Congratulations to both of you! Be the first person to pass the maze today!"

"This is a prize, I wish you two a happy game~"

Taking the game tape from the staff with a warm smile, Mari Nishijima thought that she would be full of joy and mind full of new games.

But no—even though she had the game she had been looking forward to in her hands, Mari Nishijima still looked at Ryuya Echizen.

The young man lowered his head and slowly flicked the colored ribbon on his sleeve.

The evening sun made his skin warm, and those bright pink and yellow ribbons were slowly gathered into a ball by Echizen Ryuya in the palm of his hand.

He raised his head and met Kami Nishishima's eyes.

There were sequins on his face that hadn't been cleaned off, sticking to his lower eyelids and cheeks, shining ambiguous pink and gold.

Mari Nishijima blinked, Echizen Ryuya chuckled, "What's wrong?"

Mari Nishijima: "...Just now, thank you."

Echizen Ryuya: "What was it just now?"

Mari Nishijima pointed to the colorful ribbon in his palm, and said, "It's when the ribbon drum rang, thank you for blocking it for me."

"But you still have sequins on your face that haven't been wiped clean."

Echizen Longya touched his forehead: "Here?"

Mari Nishijima pointed to her lower eyelid: "Here."

Echizen Longya touched his eye sockets again: "This?"

Mari Nishijima: "...do you want my help?"

Echizen Ryuya bent down, and took the initiative to put his face in front of Nishijima Mari, his brows and eyes curved: "Do you want to help, Truth-chan? That's great——"

"..."

Too shameless.

If it wasn't for his good looks, he would have been reported long ago.

Mari Nishijima took out a tissue from the messenger bag, and said, "If you rub your eyes, you want to tell me?"

Echizen Ryuya: "Okay."

She held Echizen Ryuya's face, leaned closer, and carefully wiped off the sequins on his face with a tissue.

The young man's cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't know whether it was hot or shy.Nishijima Mari believes that the other party is purely hot.

She folded a tissue into a small triangle and wiped it along Echizen Ryuya's lower eyelid.

As the distance draws closer, Echizen Ryuya's amber pupils are close at hand, and Mari Nishijima can almost see her own reflection in the other's pupils.

He blinked his eyes, and his eyelashes seemed to have heat as they brushed the back of Nishijima Mari's fingers.

Mari Nishijima couldn't tell whether it was the weather or Echizen Ryuya's eyes that were hot.

Flocks of migratory birds flew past Echizen Ryuya's amber pupils like a wisp of brisk smoke.

Sunset is rosy.

The undissipated fragrance of the cherry blossoms is still in the air, and the wind blows it lightly and massively, like a warm hug.

Twilight streamed in his cat-like pupils.

Like honey, it flows into the palm of Nishishima truth.

Suddenly aware of the danger, she took two steps back, and the distance between them widened.

Echizen Ryuya blinked, the sequins on his browbones shone brightly under the sunset.

He asked, "Wipe clean?"

Mari Nishijima looked up at the sky with a guilty conscience: "It's wiped clean."

-Complete-