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◎Kissing is like opening a gift box◎

Mari Nishijima looked up at the wood chips hanging on the high place of the old tree, and sighed: "It's nice to grow tall."

Echizen Ryuya: "Ji-chan's height is also very good now."

Mari Nishijima: "Occasionally, I envy tall people!"

She lowered her head and took a bite of the apple, picking at the icing on the top, licking the layer of sweet sugar after breaking through the icing, and had no desire to eat the apple inside.

According to this way of eating, she quickly ate up all the sugar coating on the outer layer of the apple, leaving only one red apple on a bamboo stick.

Mari Nishijima glanced at Echizen Ryuya next to him—the apple candy in Echizen Ryuya's hand had never been bitten at all, and the bright red icing on it was still the same as it was at the beginning.

Mari Nishijima: "Don't you eat apple candy?"

Echizen Ryuya: "...Truth Sauce, generally speaking, people buy things like apple candy at fireworks shows, mainly because there are more ingredients for posing."

The fireworks hadn't started yet.Mari Nishijima looked at the bare apple that had been gnawed off the sugar coating in his hand, and fell silent.

After a brief silence, Nishijima Mari asked Echizen Ryuya politely: "Then let's change it? It really doesn't look good to hold a bare apple."

Echizen Ryuya did not expose her, and thoughtfully exchanged apple candy with Mari Nishijima.

In the spring night, there is a moist fragrance of flowers, flowing among the crowds.

Mari Nishijima bit off a piece of candy from the whole candy apple, and his teeth chewed the pieces so that they made a 'click-click' sound.

The rhythm of this sound unexpectedly matched the sound of clogs stepping on the ground.

There is a staircase leading to the viewing platform on the mountain from the side of the ancient tree where the painted horse is hung.Red camellias are planted on both sides of the stairs, and the lanterns hanging on the thick iron wire emit a hazy and soft reddish light, illuminating the pedestrians on the stairs in twos and threes.

The faint scent of flowers in the air probably comes from those red camellias.

Mari Nishijima took Echizen Ryuya's hand and walked up the stairs, clogs stepped on the dark steps, and the sound fell in the dark night crisply.

She looked up to the top of the stairs and explained: "If you watch the fireworks on the viewing platform, the view will be very good."

Echizen Ryuya didn't speak, but followed her up the stairs obediently.

He walked slower than usual, and each step was precisely controlled to the distance that the girl's footsteps restricted by the yukata could easily catch up, so that Mari Nishijima didn't feel that he couldn't catch up when he followed him up the stairs.

Halfway through, Mari Nishijima grasped Echizen Ryuya's palm out of breath: "I can't... I can't walk anymore... The observation deck here is so high."

She stretched her sore ankle, then bent down and beat her thigh, with an expression all over her face: I don't have the strength to go anymore—this kind of expression.

Echizen Longya turned his head to look at her, with a half-smile expression on his face: "Then I will carry you?"

Mari Nishijima poked Echizen Ryuya's arm.Through the bathrobe, you can feel the young man's tight muscles, and you can feel the explosive power contained in it.

She sighed and withdrew her hand: "There are so many people, it's too embarrassing for you to walk behind your back."

"I'm rested, let's go."

Taking a deep breath, Mari Nishijima clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Just as she raised her leg and was about to step up the second step, the wooden clogs on her feet suddenly fell to the ground with a 'click'.Mari Nishijima lowered his head and looked at the broken rope on the clogs: "...Isn't it? Is this an eight o'clock idol drama?"

Echizen Ryuya chuckled lightly, but didn't speak.

But Mari Nishijima was inexplicably ashamed.

She touched her hot ears and whispered: "I think this clog can be salvaged again."

Echizen Ryuya did not speak, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her with honey-colored cat eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Mari Nishijima coughed dryly, and added: "I'm already so old, it's strange for people to carry me on my back."

Echizen Longya squatted down in front of her, holding her ankle with one hand: "Raise your foot, I'll help you see if it can be repaired."

Mari Nishijima was surprised: "You really know how to cultivate?"

Echizen Ryuya sighed: "Love is not easy, but there are many talents."

"..."

Mari Nishijima lifted that foot up.

Standing on one leg is a bit difficult for a housekeeper like her. As soon as she lifted that foot for less than three seconds, the whole person began to sway left and right on the spot, showing her sense of balance on the spot and running away from home.

Before she could not stand still and almost fell, Echizen Ryuya raised his hand to hold her waist.

Mari Nishijima defended herself: "I'm an otaku, and I usually don't have much time to practice things like balance... When I go to college, I will definitely exercise hard."

Echizen Ryuya smiled lightly.

He obviously didn't say any sarcasm, but with just such a smile, his sense of sarcasm was immediately full.Mari Nishijima felt even angrier.

Echizen Longya changed to a half-kneeling position, moved the hand on Mari Nishijima's waist down, encircled her ankle, and pressed her shoeless foot to her knee: "Step on this. If you still stand If you are not stable, you can directly support my shoulder with your hand."

After speaking, he picked up the clog with the broken rope, and skillfully started to pick up the rope under the dim light of the lantern.

The red light of the lantern spread on his hair and shoulders, and the condescending Nishijima Mari could look down on his half-serious eyebrows—Echizen Ryuya was just repairing a wooden clog, but the corners of his lips were raised slightly, but his eyebrows revealed Be serious, just like on the tennis court.

His slender and well-articulated hands, flexibly curved fingers, and round nails glowing with healthy pink.This hand held the racket of the league champion, and now it is also skilled in repairing clogs for girls.

Echizen Ryuya: "Okay——"

He lightly pulled the rope on the clogs, and after confirming that they were securely connected, he put it back on Nishijima Mari's feet.

He patted the wet petals and some mud on his calf, and stood up with his usual expression.Mari Nishijima lowered his head and looked at the clogs on his feet.

She tentatively swayed back and forth, and the wooden clogs moved, making a crisp sound.

Echizen Ryuya: "For the time being, it shouldn't be broken, but you certainly won't be able to walk a lot in it today."

Mari Nishijima: "Is there nothing left to do after watching the fireworks?"

Echizen Longya bent his eyes: "Yes."

He took Nishijima Mari's hand again, and the two continued to walk side by side on the steps.

Mari Nishijima couldn’t help but look at the clogs repaired by Ryuya Echizen. For some reason, her heart didn’t beat fast like when she was shy before, but it wasn’t that she didn’t feel it, but felt… very soft.

It was as if a certain switch had been turned on suddenly, and he would feel that Echizen Ryuya, who was half kneeling in front of him, was not the king of cats.

He's also cute as a docile pet cat.

Or he is better at getting her love than cats and the like.

Become soft and up, become slender.

Although climbing to the observation deck on the top of the mountain was a lot of work for Mari Nishijima, the last two people still climbed up.

Echizen Ryuya didn't even speed up his breathing.

He looked down at the flushed Nishijima Mari, and put his hand on her hot face: "Are you okay?"

Mari Nishijima held his arm and panted heavily. Hearing Echizen Ryuya's question, she could only shake her head and wave her hands, but she really didn't have the energy to speak.

There were fewer people on the observation deck, and they couldn't even count two tables of mahjong together.

Mari Nishijima took a break to catch his breath.She quickly regained her interest, and took Echizen Longya to the fence to see the scenery - the location of the viewing platform is the highest place in the entire temple party scene, and standing on the viewing platform can overlook the entire party and the temple.

The lights decorate the streets like a galaxy flowing, even brighter than the stars in the sky.

Mari Nishijima rested his hands on the railing and stood on tiptoe to look further away.

The outline of dark mountain peaks could be seen in the distance, and the fresh night wind was blowing, and her hair and sleeves were blown by the wind.

The lights are also shining in Nishijima's eyes.When she turned her face to look at Echizen Ryuya, a sweet smile appeared on her flushed cheeks.

There was only one apple left of the candy apples she held in her hand.

Echizen Ryuya didn't even need to spend much time thinking about it, he could remember that when she took two steps to climb the stairs, she had to knock a mouthful of candy apple icing.

There was the sound of fireworks going off in the distance.

Bright and gorgeous fireworks bloomed high in the sky, and the sound of fireworks exploding in an instant changed the noise of the crowd.Mari Nishijima's eyes were drawn away by the fireworks, and he unconsciously looked up at the fireworks, and lowered his hand holding the candy apple.

The night wind turned hot.

The aftermath of the fireworks falling, and the faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

Echizen Ryuya lowered his eyes, and raised his hand to hold Mari Nishijima's hand holding the candy apple; Mari Nishijima turned his head and looked at him suspiciously - he bent down, his face almost touching Mari Nishijima's, with the tips of his nose intertwined Suddenly, Echizen Ryuya's breath was very cold.

Mari Nishijima remembered that the other party had climbed the mountain with him for a long time, but he didn't seem to have a fever yet.

His cheeks and the tip of his nose were cold.

Mari Nishijima stepped on his feet slightly, and pressed his cheek against him, whispering: "Your face is so cold."

Echizen Longya rubbed her cheek and smiled lowly: "Because it's very cold."

Nishijima Mari refuted him: "My face is hot."

Echizen Ryuya: "That's because Truth-chan doesn't usually exercise, that's why she gets hot so easily."

Mari Nishijima puffed up her cheeks unhappily: "Oh, you think I don't exercise anymore——"

Echizen Ryuya: "I didn't..."

Mari Nishijima snorted, raised his chin slightly, and kissed his lips.

She still tasted of candy apples in her mouth, sweet and sticky.

The moment she retreated after kissing, Echizen Ryuya grabbed her waist and kissed her again.

The fireworks bloomed again.

The colorful flames reacted, and the light was printed in the dark, intertwined chaotically.

The kiss—gentle, like opening a gift box of cake—the sweetness of the icing, the smell of apples, the blush like an infectious virus, which also made Echizen Ryuya's face heat up.

He clasped Nishijima Mari's waist tightly, and gently pressed her shoulder blade with the other hand.

The fabric of the single-layer bathrobe is light and cool, and the two bones under the girl's shoulders are like the vibrating wings of a butterfly.

They parted when they were out of breath, sharing a bit of oxygen from the narrow distance between them.Echizen Ryuya's eyes are brighter than usual, and the deep eyebrows are particularly charming in the night.

Mari Nishijima stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.She tugged at the young man's collar in dissatisfaction, the young man had a smile on his face, but refused to bend down.

Mari Nishijima was angry: "Bend down!"

Echizen Ryuya chuckled lightly: "What are you bending over for?"

Nishijima Mari suddenly blushed even more.She blushed, but still held on, showing a righteous expression: "If you don't bend down, I won't be able to kiss your eyes! Let me tell you first, it's not because I don't want to kiss you, it's because you don't bend down so Just missed..."

Echizen Ryuya bent down and kissed her eyelashes.

His warm lips followed the eyelashes to Nishijima Mari's cheek and the tip of her nose, and then lightly bit her lips.

They were so close that they could see each other's eyelashes when they opened their eyes.

Mari Nishijima blinked and said, "Long Ya, your face is so hot."

Echizen Ryuya: "Because Truth Sauce kisses me very hot."

Mari Nishijima opened his eyes wide, and finally said what he always wanted to say: "...that's shameless, Long Ya."

Echizen Ryuya bent even lower, almost lower than Mari Nishijima.

"Do you still want to kiss my eyes?"

He blinked at Mari Nishijima.

Those cat-like eyes with upturned ends, the pupils are a pleasant dark brown like rum.

Mari Nishijima was a little nervous, licked her lips, and whispered, "I take back my words."

Echizen Ryuya: "Huh?"

Mari Nishijima kissed his sunken eye sockets, blushing: "Continue to be shameless, continue to show off, you are so handsome!"

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