After confessing to Waste Chai Gang

With a certain uneasy expectation, I spent the first semester after entering junior high school with fear.

It wasn't until the day after the final exams were over that I packed my luggage and was ready to go that I finally knew what the whole staff was referring to.

There are many people standing on the tram platform leading to the Tokyo metropolitan area.

In normal times, this is actually a very normal picture.After all, the holiday has just begun, and there will be many families who choose to take their children out for fun.Therefore, it is not surprising that there are more people at the station.

But the problem is-

Apart from the travel agency, there shouldn't be a travel team with more than ten people, right?

I look in front of me:

Standing closest to me is Kyoko, who is wearing a pink dress and seems to be holding something in her arms. A cherry blossom hairpin of the same color is pinned to her bright orange short hair. It is probably because she is going out to play. She is obviously very careful. Dressed up, the already eye-catching appearance looks even more dazzling in the crowd.

Next to her is Xiaochun in a short T-skirt, with a high ponytail that is youthful and energetic. The two seem to hit it off and are chatting happily.

A little further inside is Sasakawa-senpai, the simple racer vest perfectly reveals his muscular arms.

Yamamoto was still dressed in the same way as before, with his arms crossed behind his head, talking to the people around him with a smile on his face, and his clean white shirt became more and more clear under the sun.

It was even more exaggerated than when he was in school on weekdays. At this time, the prison temple, who was wearing silver jewelry all over his body, put one hand in the pocket of his black mopping pants, and casually tossed a lighter back and forth with the other hand, always frowning slightly. He seemed very impatient.

And he seemed to be resisting something, when Senior Sasakawa was talking to him, he gritted his teeth and refused to look directly in the direction of the other party.

I followed his gaze and found a big beauty with long pink hair standing behind Senior Sasakawa, her face was not Asian at all, and her emerald eyes, which were almost the same as those of the prison temple, were full of obsession With love, she focused on Li Baoen who was held in her arms.

what……

This seems to be the beautiful sister who gave Tsuna a drink before.

Is it someone you know too?

At a loss, I suddenly caught a somewhat familiar voice in the noisy crowd, it seemed that a child was yelling angrily, let go of me, you idiot, A Gang, and so on.

One of the names moved my heart, and I subconsciously turned around to look——

"Do you think I really want to grab you? Who the hell was yelling and saying to go to the bathroom just now—"

Complaining in a hoarse voice, Tsuna was walking through the crowd, carrying Lanbo with a headache on his face, walking towards me, his eyes, which were infinitely close to warm brown under the bright sunlight, raised up inadvertently, and suddenly faced me .

In the next second, it turned into stunned joy.

"Yangcai?"

There was a smile in his eyes, and regardless of Lan Bo's struggle in his hand, he stepped up and walked in front of me in three or two steps.

I hummed, blinked, let go of my hand and obediently let him take the suitcase I was dragging in my hand.

Probably because he accidentally relaxed his grip on the fabric, Lan Bo finally seized the opportunity, kicked his calves in the air, and successfully broke free from his claws and fell to the ground.

"Gang is an idiot, slightly—"

Turning his head back and making a face at Tsunayoshi triumphantly, Lanbo quickly ran behind Kyoko.

This action quickly attracted everyone's attention. Jingzi and Xiaochun, who were chatting in full swing, turned their heads at the same time. Jingzi's eyes lit up, and Xiaochun waved to us with a bright smile.

"Hina ちゃん——Mr. Tsuna—is waiting for you!"

Accompanied by her shouting, Prison Temple and others also looked over.

I was caught off guard and became the focus of everyone's attention. Looking at the big scene where all the staff were present, I couldn't help but take a small step back to Tsunaji, and whispered to him in a low voice.

Me: "What are you doing...how come there are so many people?"

Originally thought that it was the limit to call Shangyuji Yamamoto and Kyoko, at most it was the same staffing as when Bing Shengshan.

But I never expected that the number of people in front of me had completely exceeded my expectations.

Is it really a group tour?Tokyo x-day trip or something like that?

But we are obviously going to watch a tennis match.

So it's actually for cheerleading?

"I've tried to stop it."

Facing the eyes of his friends, talking to me in such a situation seemed to make Gangji very uncomfortable. He paused for a while, turned his face to the direction of the railway tracks, and felt uncomfortable but mixed with a trace of helplessness: "But that guy Li Baoen was so messed up that he called everyone here..."

It's really embarrassing.

Although Sasakawa-senpai is not in the same grade, he is somewhat familiar with him, and Rambo's words are barely acceptable.

But I don't know that beautiful pink-haired sister at all.

Unconsciously, I began to pinch my fingers. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Gang Ji seemed to be looking at me all the time, so I couldn't help but look back strangely.

Me: "Is there something on your face?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and wiped it on his face, and when he took it off, his fingertips were clean and there was nothing.

"Ah, no!"

As if awakened by a start, Gang Ji suddenly turned his back to me. Just as I puffed up my face and planned to go around in front of him, I saw him turn back slowly.

"I always feel...you seem to be in trouble."

The warm-toned eyes fell on me, and Tsuna Kichi frowned slightly, showing hesitation.

"But there is no other way."

I sighed, and comforted him with the mature attitude I learned from adults: "It's already like this, can't we ask them to go back?"

That seemed even more embarrassing.

Think of it as a school trip.

I pretended to pat Tsunaki on the shoulder deeply, and quickly persuaded myself.

The train to Tokyo arrived soon, and we all lined up with our luggage to get on the train.

The public facilities in Binsheng are generally a bit old. If you want to enter the Tokyo metropolitan area, you need to transfer to the Shinkansen to the Toto Loop Line. It takes about 2 hours to reach the destination.

After putting away the big and small bags, I sat next to Tsunayoshi on the seat next to me, took out my mobile phone from the bunny bag, and sent a text message to Sakura, telling her that we had already set off.

Worried that so many people would scare her, she hastily added that there might be a little more students who came with her, and I hope she doesn't mind.

hum-

The reply came soon.

Clicking on it, it was Sakura who told me apologetically between the lines.Because of the rain in Tokyo, the final of the Kanto Contest was forced to be postponed until next week. If I go tomorrow, it seems that I can only miss it.

This is indeed a bit beyond my expectation.

After all, my initial plan was to meet Sakurano first, take a good look around Tokyo after watching the game, and then go to Auntie Concubine's place before returning and giving her the gift prepared by my mother.

But now it seems that the day to go to Mihua Town has to be brought forward.

Telling the news to the friends who came together, everyone seemed indifferent, and Yamamoto even smiled and said: "Anyway, I came out to play, it doesn't matter where I go. But——"

He paused for a while, his smile was slightly restrained, but he looked a bit serious.

"What is the difference between a tennis tournament and baseball? Sure enough, I still care a little bit."

This is the quality of a sports general.

I nodded to him understandingly: "It's okay, just wait until we go together next week, at worst we can spend a few more days in Mihua Town."

Yamamoto: "Really? That would be great, Thankyou-"

Habitually returning a smile, I immersed myself in sending a text message to Sakura, when suddenly I felt a hand reach out and touch me.

Raising my eyes, I saw Tsuna Ji was staring at me, pursing his lips slightly, as if he was not in the right mood.

I wondered: "What's the matter with you?"

Is it motion sickness, uncomfortable?

Thinking of this, I touched his face with a little worry.

Almost as soon as his fingertips touched his skin, Tsuna raised his hand.

Warm palms covered the back of my hand, and he took my hand, leading me down from his face, and placed it in the middle of his steady thigh.

It is exactly the pocket position of overalls.

The metal sheet on the pocket exudes a coolness that is completely opposite to the temperature of the palm. I struggled subconsciously, and soon felt the tightening of his strength, as if trying to suppress me and prevent me from pulling my hand away. Hold me firmly there.

I didn't intend to take my hand back at first, but he pressed me like this, which made me a little curious. I couldn't help but want to try how hard he used to hold my hand down.

I stared at Gangji's face close at hand with a research mentality, the bright brown eyes flickered slightly, he pursed the corners of his lips a little stiffly, it was rare that he didn't avoid his eyes when they looked at each other at such a close distance.

Hmm, something is wrong.

I carefully observed his expression, not missing a single bit. At the same time, my right hand, which pretended to be quiet, moved slightly, pretending to be trying to take it back.

Gang Ji also looked back at me nervously. For some reason, he seemed to have understood my thoughts in advance. I just lifted my finger, but he immediately pressed it back with force.

Delusion?

I am inexplicably a little unconvinced.

It's like the feeling of playing a game, and you must want to win this childish contest.

I started pushing again, this time pulling hard outwards.

Maybe because he sensed my fighting spirit, Tsuna responded with more strength this time, pressing me down just right with just enough strength to suppress me.

I puffed up my face and pulled it out again.

suppressed by him...

Pull out again...

suppressed...

pull……

suppress...

……

After going back and forth like this for more than a dozen times, I gave up, and angrily hit my head on his chin: "It's not fun at all, please let me go!"

Gang Ji raised his head subconsciously, but because he was too close, he was still knocked by me, so he took a deep breath, frowned, and rubbed his painful chin.

But the strength in his hand still did not loosen.

The difference in strength between boys and girls is particularly obvious at this time.

I stared at him and threatened in a fierce tone: "If you don't let me go, I'll bite your face."

His cheeks looked very soft, and he didn't know if he would bite and cry after taking a bite.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xue Nai, where is your family Bai, Chen Guang, Xun Yu, Xian Ying, A Xue also eat the nutrient solution fed by these cute little cuties this month, and I am also trying to germinate today-v -!

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I declare that the vote ended with Eunsang winning a landslide, the man everyone wants to marry.

Those of you who voted, go to the column and give me some favorites! Damn QAQ!

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By the way, the super intuition is really foul, smoke...

Is this what you use your super intuition for?Reflect on me!

——To celebrate the collection of more than 2, I plan to add a new chapter. I currently owe chapters: [-] (I will pay off the debt when I rest_(:з∠)_)