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【I really want to go with Reiko, but I have work today, so it's a pity that I can't go on a date with Reiko. 】

【Then Kise-kun, work harder, I went home after shopping. 】

【Yeah, I will definitely work hard.Xiao Lingzi has to send me a message when she gets home, otherwise I'll be so worried that I won't be able to sleep. 】

【I will remember, Kise-kun. 】

【Eh? !Is it still Kise-kun?I heard that you are super indifferent, I already called you Xiao Lingzi, do you hate me QAQ? 】

Reiko looked at the messages on the phone screen that came back almost in seconds, and sighed helplessly, feeling that after she exchanged numbers with Kise-kun, her frequency of using her phone suddenly increased.

[I don't hate Kise-kun, but what does Kise-kun want me to call you? ] After Reiko finished replying to the message, she looked up at the road sign not far away, put the phone back in her pocket for the time being, and took out the phone when she walked to the signboard with a nearby map.

Kise-kun's message has arrived, 【I don't care, Reiko can call me whatever she likes. n(*≧▽≦*)n]

[So, Ryota, is it okay? 】

"Strange, I remember it was near here." Reiko carefully looked at the map, which highlighted hospitals and shopping malls where there was a lot of traffic, but the place she was looking for did not appear.

[Of course, I really want to hear Xiao Lingzi call me that now. ￣ω￣]

Immediately afterwards, the second message was also sent, 【Ah, it’s not good, I was found lazy by my manager, I’m going to work, please contact me when I get home, (^_^)/~~ Bye-Bye. 】

【Bye-Bye. 】

"Did I remember it wrong?" Reiko recalled that the store she went to before should be nearby, and finally asked the original resident here to get the exact address.

Reiko put her mobile phone into her schoolbag and walked towards the direction she asked.She missed the weather message that popped up on her phone, which was a forecast of showers for the area.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" Reiko found the store on a street, stood outside the door and looked inside, but there was no boss inside.

Because her mother knew the owner of the store before she was alive, Reiko did not stand outside too restrainedly, but walked into the store. The decoration here is similar to when she came here a few years ago, and the fabrics of different colors are carefully arranged. Neatly placed, there are several beautiful sets of ready-made clothes placed in the window. Compared with the current store outside, this place seems to be a product of the last century.

The purpose of Reiko's visit today is to order a set of kimonos. The outside of this shop does not look so glamorous, but the workmanship and patterns of kimonos are very exquisite, so it has not been eliminated, but because of handmade reasons It has a certain reputation in the kimono circle.

"Is it Reiko?" A gentle and mature female voice rang out with uncertainty.

Reiko turned around and looked at the middle-aged woman with a smile on her face, "Yes, Aunt Makoto, long time no see."

After getting an affirmative answer, Miyama Makoto stepped forward quickly, and she stood in front of Reiko, touching her face with trembling hands, "You have grown so big in a blink of an eye."

"But Auntie Chengmei hasn't changed at all, she still looks very young." Reiko's emerald eyes curled up, and she recalled that when she first saw this auntie, she was wearing plain and fresh clothes now, Runs a shop that makes gorgeous kimonos.

"Huh? You are young, don't be kidding me." The deep male voice mocked without hesitation.

Reiko felt that the voice sounded familiar. Following the voice, she found that it was indeed someone she knew, a young man with dark skin and blue hair, who was Tetsuya's shadow—Daiki Aomine.

"Stinky boy, you don't want to get clothes for business today, don't you?" Makoto Miyama threatened with a smile.

"Hmph, old woman." Qingfeng Dahui sat on a chair in the store, "Hurry up and give me the clothes, I'm going home."

"Anyway, Daiki, you're free, so it's okay to wait a little longer." After Miyama Makoto and Aomine Daiki finished speaking, they focused on Reiko again.

Reiko was really grateful for Aomine's appearance, because she had seen the tears accumulated in Aunt Makoto's eyes just now. Makoto Miyama was not only a friend of her mother, but to be precise, she had a long-term relationship with her mother during her lifetime. Best friend of more than 20 years of friendship.

"It's rare for Reiko to come here. Are you going to make a kimono?" Makoto Miyama spoke to Reiko in a very gentle tone, and there was even an easily audible pity in it.

"Well, I want a furisode kimono." Reiko said her request.

"Do you have a favorite pattern and color?"

"Aunt Makoto makes the decision. The kimonos that Auntie prepared for me in the past are all beautiful, and I like them very much."

"Reiko and I come in." Miyama Makoto suddenly remembered something, gently took Reiko's hand and led her into the store.

"What, that old woman just ignored me." Qingfeng leaned on the back of the chair, even though he said so, he didn't appear impatient.

"That girl should be Ah Zhe's childhood sweetheart." Thinking of his partner, Qingfeng's mood was not high.

Recently, there was a quarrel between him and Heizi. Heizi thought that he should pay more attention to teamwork. If it was before, Qingfeng might have said that Azhe would be fine.But now, when Qingfeng can score nearly half of the points in a game alone, he doesn't feel the need for teamwork.

Even, he felt that he no longer needed Shadow's assists.

In addition, two days ago, when he was playing with the first army as the main substitutes, when he broke through the opponent's weak defense line, he heard a "monster" hiding fear.

Tch, I'm too strong for my poor play.He felt that Midorima, who was always preaching to him and Murasakihara's etiquette, should change his preaching target. Compared with that kind of person, he was much more polite.

Basketball is no longer attractive to him. Victory comes too easily and too often. He can't feel the joy and satisfaction brought by victory. And having no opponent in basketball is the main reason why he doesn't want to play basketball. .

That's why he helps his mother run errands and get clothes on weekends when he used to play basketball all day.

Speaking of clothes, he was a little surprised why the two women hadn't come out yet.

Aomine looked into the dimly lit shop, just at this moment there was the unique sound of clogs hitting the ground, the light changed from dark to bright, the dividing line between light and dark on the girl's body happened to be that her face was bathed in In the soft light, the originally drooping eyes opened, and the bright green eyes seemed to be the most beautiful jewel in the world.

With a white background and cherry pink patterns, the Nakafurisode kimono outlines the girl's exquisite figure, with beautiful curves, and her petite feet are wearing snow-white tabi socks, stepping on light brown clogs.

Her crow-like long hair was pulled up and tied into a simple bun, with a few strands of hair scattered on her snow-white face, her delicate and beautiful face was slightly flushed, and her slender and graceful neck.

Aomine stood up gradually, unable to take his gaze away from the girl's body, facing such a pure and clear beauty, he felt clumsy and unable to place his hands and feet.

"I just thought it would suit you very well. Sure enough, Reiko is very nice in clothes." Makoto Miyama stood beside Reiko, just in time to catch a glimpse of a black-skinned boy who was standing still, "That kid Dahui looked dumbfounded." It's over."

"Old woman, what nonsense are you talking about, I'm not dumbfounded." Aomine yelled at Miyama Makoto covertly, his eyes drifted unconsciously to the girl, "Old woman, you still make some beautiful clothes occasionally Yes."

"Only the clothes are beautiful? Dahui will also be so dishonest." Miyama Makoto laughed.

Qingfeng was speechless, and sat back on the previous chair, looking outside, but quietly raised his ears.

"It's really beautiful. I like this one very much. Auntie, can you sell it to me?" The girl's voice was soft like the softest cloud in the blue sky.

"You child, what are you talking about selling? This dress was originally made for you. On the day of your mother's death this year, I thought about what you should look like now. After thinking about it, I thought I would make you a dress." Her The expression is very gentle, and there are fine wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, "I made it based on my estimation of your figure, but I didn't expect it to be just right."

"I planned to send it to you, but I didn't expect you to come here today, so I just let you take it away." Miyama Makoto's expression became a little sad, "I haven't done anything for you these years."

"No." Reiko retorted, her voice was gentle and grateful, "Aunt Makoto sends me gifts every year on my birthday, you have done enough, I have always wanted to thank you in person but never had the chance .”

The beautiful girl in her handmade kimono bowed deeply to her and said sincerely, "Thank you for your concern for so many years."

Makoto Miyama stood in front of her, helped her up gently, and held her hand, "You have worked hard all these years alone."

"Really, why are you being so sad?" Qingfeng has been paying attention to the movement here, and after listening to the whole process, he is afraid that the two women in the store will cry, and he can't coax people, so he quickly interrupts this sad scene atmosphere.

"Dahui, you are really an idiot." Masomi Miyama walked over and patted the boy on the head heavily, ignoring Aomine's cry of pain, she looked at the sky where the dark clouds gathered outside the shop, "It's going to rain .”

"Is it raining? I didn't bring an umbrella." Reiko's face was a bit sad, "Then, Aunt Makoto, I'll take my leave today, and I'll come to trouble you next time."

"Well, Reiko, go and change your clothes first, and I'll wrap them up for you later." Makoto Miyama saw the girl enter the store to change clothes, and said to the boy sitting on the chair, "Dahui, I There's an umbrella over here, can you take Reiko home later?"

"Why do you want me to deliver it?" The dark-skinned boy scratched his hair casually, but nodded.