After confessing to Waste Chai Gang

The birthdays of Tsuna-kichi and Ribaun are just around the corner.

Regarding the birthday present for Tsuna-kichi, to be honest, I don't really have a clue.

Although it's not like I haven't given it before, but compared to parents and Sakura who will be classified as ''''relatives and friends'''', how should I choose to give it to'''' A birthday present from my boyfriend'''', it's a complete first for me.

The birthdays of these two people are next to each other, and if there is no accident, they will celebrate together.

However, I had already thought about the gift for Li Baoen, but I was stuck with Gangji and couldn't proceed, and I still couldn't get a good idea.

Before this, I didn't realize that the identity of ''''boyfriend'''' brings not only a special intimacy, but also this ''''special'''' The extended ''''trouble''''.

No...maybe distress?

In short, after racking my brains and thinking hard all night, I resolutely gave up my own exploration and started trying to find reliable foreign aid.

Because giving gifts is a kind of ''''surprise'''' and ''''secret'''', there is a large risk of accidentally leaking the truth, so friends around you—such as Kyoko, Kurokawa, and Xiaochun cannot be said.

So in the end, I sent the message of ''''Help'' to a place far away within the Dongdu Ring Road, invisible and intangible.So there is no need to worry about Sakura and Conan-kun who will expose the content of the gift in advance.

The reason why I chose Conan-kun is because I want to contact Ai and Yukiko-san through him, and if that doesn't work, that Sister-in-law can also.

After all, no one would expect a primary school student who has just entered the first grade to understand this aspect.

The text message was sent out quickly. I thought that the first person to reply would be Sakura, a junior high school student, but after the phone buzzed, I picked it up and saw that it was Conan-kun who replied in seconds.

Me: ...

Do elementary school students now have this level of freedom to control their mobile phones? And my mother is still restricting the use of mobile phones during the school day when I am in elementary school... I am so envious!!

With complicated emotions, I clicked on the text message that was sent back.

Conan: Sister Lan is taking a shower, so I will reply to you after a while.But if it's ''''Haruko'''', then I can tell you her answer directly. 】Probably let you go shopping, including but not limited to clothes, shoes and accessories. 】

Although I don't know why he knows sister Yukiko so well that he can even guess the other party's answer casually.But I think it should be a relationship like a relative, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

Speaking of which, couples in love buy each other clothes and stuff.Although there are relatively few people who do this, it seems that it is not impossible.

But compared to still being in a ''''unstable'''' relationship, this method seems to appear more often in a ''''stable'''' marriage, that is, between husband and wife thing.

For example, Dad's clothes are basically arranged by his mother. At most, he will ask his mother about the style or color he wants in the Times, and he doesn't even need to remind him of the size, because his mother knows everything.

So..... not quite right.

I silently crossed out the words I just wrote in the small notebook.

Scratching my head, I tried to understand the thoughts of the opposite sex from Conan-kun who is also a boy (albeit a little boy): [Does Conan-kun have any better suggestions?]

[Conan... me? Then hobbies and so on.Is there anything Hutian brother likes or is good at? Like football, basketball or something... This kind of sports is also fine-these are the things I saw in Uncle Molly’s magazine hahaha!]

I see……

If it is a magazine, then the value of this reference is very high.

I frowned and thought about it carefully for a while, then lowered my head and typed regretfully: [Ah Gang-kun doesn’t seem to be good at anything. 】

If you like it, then there are still some.

But whether it's eating a hamburger at a birthday party or running to the store to buy him a game disc, it seems too weird.

Moreover, playing games will also affect his sleep and study. I thought of his lateness and test scores in the past two semesters, and decided to pass it.·

【Conan...】

In the end, Mr. Conan can only give a public idea of ​​giving a hand as a gift dryly, because the heart is the most important thing.

Compared to Conan-kun who seems to have no experience in this field, Sakura is much more proficient, but she doesn't understand why I don't make cakes directly.

【The cake is too ordinary!】

I lay on the bed, pressed the pillow under my body, and swayed my legs.Because he had thought about this problem a long time ago, he pointed his fingers quickly: [Other desserts can be given as gifts, but he doesn't seem to be particularly interested in sweets. 】

Tsuna Yoshi's acceptance of sweets is so-so.This is something I discovered by accident.

Although this generally refers to neither liking nor disliking ''''general''''.But ''''I don't like'''' itself is not suitable for gifts, so I have to give up regretfully.

After thinking hard for more than an hour, with Sakura's patient company and advice, I still accepted her suggestion and chose love bento, which seems not difficult to learn, as a new skill to develop.

Dreams are good, but I fell at the first step.

I am afraid of open flames.

This is also an important reason why I was only good at desserts and not good at cooking.

Originally, I said that I wanted to make tempura, and even the whitebait wrapped in batter was ready.

After the oil pan started to smoke, I mustered up the courage to slip it down the side of the pan cautiously, only to be startled by the crackling oil spots.

Mom and Dad thought I poured hot oil on myself, so they rushed into the kitchen in fright, jumped on them and turned off the fire.

I hesitated between ''''Give up'''' and ''''Try again'''', then with red ears, I chose to try again under the meaningful teasing eyes of my mother."

But my father was not at ease, and stood beside me to guide and help me all the time. After seeing me packing the bento, he also showed an expression of enlightenment:

so embarrassing!!

The next day, I sent such a hard-won ''''Love Bento'''' to Tsunayoshi, wanting to verify my level.

Tsuna Kichi was a little surprised when he saw the bento, blushed slightly, took the bento box, picked up a big mouthful with chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, and nodded frantically when I asked how it was delicious.

"That's it, nothing else?"

I sat next to him holding my face, looked at him expectantly, blinked secretly and hinted: "For example, comment on the taste or something!"

Gangji:..."

With an expression of''''I've already answered it, why are you asking again'''', Tsuna raised her clean brown eyes and looked back blankly.

Gangji: "That's right, it's delicious."

Me: ...

Realizing that I still failed, after returning home from school, I tiptoed out the hidden mobile phone from the top of the cupboard, and reported the results to Sakurano with a sullen face.

【Sakura: ...If that's the case, let's make a gift myself. 】

[(Sakura: Tokyo is about to cool down soon, isn't it? Hina, would you like to try knitting a scarf for Chita-kun?)

That's a good suggestion.

It's October now, and winter will be here in less than two months, and things like scarves, hats, and gloves can be said to be essential items for cold protection in the cold season.

Although I have been good at making handkerchiefs since I was a child, I can barely do paper cutting, and I have never tried scarf weaving.

But Sakurano said that less complicated scarves can be woven in just two or three days, which can completely catch up with Tsunayoshi's birthday.

So I decided to buy a lot of wool balls from the commercial street.

Balls of wool of various colors were piled up in the corner of the bed. While searching pictures on my mobile phone and choosing the color that suits Tsuna’s skin tone, I followed the instructional video and started to learn how to crochet.

It seems easy to sit up but difficult to sit up. In the video, the teacher’s skillful hands can fly and the nimble fingers can knit the part with a few strokes. No matter how many times I play it backwards, it is difficult for me to learn it.

After two days of scratching my head foolishly in front of the video, I stopped silently after I was about to scratch myself into a bald man, and knit a ''''scarf'' that was only knitted at the beginning and all the yarns at the back began to tangle. ''Throw it aside, and finally choose the uninspiring-making cake.

While expressing buttercream on the baked cake base, my mother came down from upstairs carrying the big ball of colorful yarn in the corner.

She raised her hand, and the tangled, weed-like yarn was also pulled up, and it fell down in front of my eyes mercilessly. I turned my head sullenly, pretending not to see her.

Mom: "Is this the birthday present you gave your little boyfriend, a mess of wool? Don't tell me you bought it for me."

As she spoke, she leaned in front of me, and after seeing what I was doing, she dragged her voice ''''Oh——

'''' made a sound: "So it's a gift exchange. Indeed, this is more suitable for you. It's great that you don't have to worry about you accidentally putting yourself in the pot-"

Me: "...

What is this talking about!!

I puffed up my face and looked up. Just as I was about to fight back, I didn't hold back the strength in my hand, and squeezed out a big lump of cream with a puff.

Me: ...

Mom: "...Oh?"

I looked at the bulging cream under my hand, thought for a while, took two blueberries and a chocolate bean from the decoration plate prepared next to me, and put them on the cream respectively, pretending to be eyes and nose.

After thinking about it again, I used red jam to draw a semicircle with upturned sides under the chocolate beans, pretending to be a mouth.

The top of the cream is inserted with brown finger biscuits that have been broken into small pieces, making it look like a hedgehog head.

Looking at this freshly baked cream clown, I nodded and withdrew my hand contentedly, deciding to leave this piece of cake to Tsuna.

Celery

After messing around, the birthday party will come soon.

On October 10th, which was Li Baoen's birthday, everyone, including Ba Chuan and Xiaochun, gathered at Chitian House to celebrate the two protagonists' birthdays.

The birthday gift I chose for Li Baoen was the wooden palace and grass that I talked about when I was in Mihua Town.

Turtle doll, although he said that Leon is not a lizard but a chameleon, but I still bought both of them so that he can hold and play with him when he sleeps.

At the same time, I also blocked Aunt Chi Tian's idea of ​​buying a cake. I spent a day and made a huge three-layer birthday cake that was enough for everyone to eat.

Because it is too big, this cake was brought by Yamamoto for me.

"Well……"

Lan Bo stared at me with bright eyes when I took out the pokemon doll. He bit his finger, his gaze followed the doll, and he saw the doll fall into Li Baoen's hands.

Immediately said without hesitation: "Li Baoen, give one of yours to Mr. Lanbo!"

"No."

Li Baoen calmly put the two hands holding the doll behind his back, his small body couldn't stop the doll that was much bigger than him.But that calm appearance made him look very imposing.

When Li Baoen spoke, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked at Lan Bo with his big dark eyes, and his tone, which obviously had no emotional fluctuations, sounded inexplicably provocative: "If you have the ability, grab it from me." Come on, stupid cow.

Rambo...

"Reborn_!!!"

Lan Bo, who was only 5 years old and couldn't bear the excitement at all, immediately jumped out of Kyoko's arms, shouted and rushed towards Li Baoen, who was then easily kicked away by Li Baoen.

"Master Lanbo, I will never give up!! Let Bao En die!" Hmph. "

"Hiss, it hurts! You stupid cow, where are you jumping?!" "Well, it's just a kid, isn't this very energetic?" "Lambo! Don't fight!"

"...Well! Lan Boyou is also a person, please be careful, don't step on Xiaochun's head suddenly...''''" Lan Boyou? k, it's dangerous! "

"Hmm! Don't worry, Kyoko, I've caught him! Ah, you are——Mr. Bubble?!"

In the increasingly noisy background sound, I walked up to Tsunaji who was watching everyone making a mess, the corners of his mouth twitching as if he was crazily complaining in his heart, and took out a copy from the bag... with a creamy clown man on top of it. The cake was passed to him.

Me: "Gift."

As I said that, I passed my hand forward, motioning for him to take it.

Tsuna: "...."

Gang Ji held the box, looked at me, then at the cake inside, couldn't help but took a deep breath: "...

Is that all? All I have is cake? And why is my birthday gift two cakes!"

I thought of the scarf that didn't end after weaving it, and felt a little guilty for some reason: "Then, what else do you want?"

At that time, it was clearly stated that you can send it wherever you want!

"……nothing."

Gangji lowered his shoulders as if discouraged, looked down at the cake in his hand, and the corner of his mouth, which had just calmed down just now, twitched slightly: "By the way, is it me? Bonn's gift with heart!"

After I study how to weave the scarf, I will mend it...

I was sorry, I kept my mouth shut and didn't dare to make a sound, so I could only secretly raise my eyes to see his expression.

Hmm... Frowning, like disgust (only for the clown on the cake representing himself).But he didn't dare to show it, it was quite hard to say.

....... I let my boyfriend down, it seems that it is indeed my problem.How should I compensate?

I scratched my head in distress.

Ah...that's right!

I clapped my palms, and realized something in an instant.So she jumped over decisively and hugged his waist.

"That's great.

I sighed deeply, showing my mother’s usual mature attitude of accommodating kindergarten children, raised my face and leaned over, my mouth was pouted and my words were a little vague: “This is a birthday birthday——

Tsuna Yoshi: ...? !

Gang Ji was hugged by me suddenly, and he didn't react at first, but he subconsciously looked down slightly, and when he saw my move of bringing his face closer, he froze all of a sudden.

The arm that was habitually resting on my lower back tightened like a conditioned reflex, and my clear and warm brown eyes suddenly widened. The emotion in my eyes seemed both startled and nervous, as if I was holding my breath.

It really looks like a frightened rabbit.

I blinked and couldn't help but start thinking wildly, while still slowly moving closer to him.

"To.......be patient...Master Mingming Lanbo can't take it anymore!!"

Just as his lips touched the boy's soft cheek, Lan Bo wailed behind him, followed by Senpai Anchuan's warning sound of "something flew past!".

I only felt a shadow flashing above my head, as if something had fallen, and I raised my head subconsciously, just in time to see a black muzzle descending from the sky.

It seemed to be the treasure that Lanbo hid in his hair.I remember the name seems to be...

砰

My thoughts were interrupted, and the pink-purple smoke billowed all over my body for a while, I quickly closed my eyes tightly, and raised my arms to cover my face.

The surroundings seemed to quiet down in an instant, and the noisy voices of everyone just now suddenly disappeared.

what happened?

I opened my eyes in doubt, and after the purple smoke faded, I was surprised to find that the scene in front of me had completely changed, from the indoor of Chitian House to the side of an unknown street, and Tsuna Kichi who was standing in front of me Also gone.

Me:?

What happened??

I didn't react for a while, and I was staring blankly at the street corner illuminated by the sun. I was in a daze with my eyes open, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind me.

Immediately afterwards, a male voice that seemed somewhat familiar but was more gentle than in memory sounded in my ears: "I finally got it, the queue at this store is really too long, do you have to wait——

.Yangcai?"