trace in pocket

Eyes astringent.After staring blankly for a while, Kanako suddenly turned her head and looked at the person who hadn't spoken since the beginning.He sat there like a luminous body.

Like a ghost, she called his name, "Hey, Atobe."

"?"

"Have you ever worried?" It's obviously such a small one.She asked a stupid question without thinking.

"...My uncle has never had such an unglamorous mood." The other party snorted.

"..." Kanako was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Then you, have you ever been afraid, what if you can't change back...?"

Atobe Keigo paused, and raised his face slightly to look at her.His eyes are very sharp, as if he can see into someone's heart.Kanako was stunned by the stare.She held onto something quietly, and watched the corner of the other's lips twitch, revealing a smile and a sarcasm: "Ah, so what if you can't change back?"

"..."

"Ah, even if I can't go back, my uncle won't stay in this unglamorous place for too long."

Why bother.

The end of his eyes lifted slightly.To be continued, she could see the meaning of mocking her for worrying about the other party's staying too long.

Kanako wanted to speak, but Keigo Atobe had already lowered his head, his lips were tightly pressed, obviously unwilling to speak again.

She immediately lost the will to defend herself.

……

Well, forget it, so what if there is a misunderstanding?He was right, he would leave sooner or later, and there would be no contact in the future, so what does it matter if there is a misunderstanding or not.

She lay on her side on the sofa, breathing calmly.Such a posture squeezed the air in the chest cavity, and there was something stuffy, but he couldn't speak a word.

Kanako turned back into the old Kanako again.

Atobe Keigo also changed back to the former Atobe Keigo.

The two of them no longer spoke strange words or talked about strange topics.

After Inoue Rie said those words, she didn't appear again for a while.Although she is quite depressed in the early stage of "fattening to be slaughtered", Kanako is no longer willing to think about what is there and what is not.

It is Keigo Atobe who should have a headache now.Because he has been away from where he was supposed to be for more than a month, and he can't hide it anymore. He is starting to arrange follow-up matters, clean up the aftermath, and dispatch manpower. The time spent surfing the Internet, and Yushi Ninzu's movements became more and more frequent.

It probably won't be long, whether he changes back or not, he will leave.

They agreed.

Kanako finished her homework and sat in the living room watching TV, while the other person was busy surfing the Internet in the study.Occasionally, I heard his voice, through the heavy door, distant and subtle, almost inaudible.

She never paid attention to what he said either.With the development of the situation, he became more defensive against each other, and his activity location was also transferred from the living room to the study.Yushi Ninata sent a thinner and more acceptable notebook and other equipment, and he gradually lived in the study, and the contact between the two of them became less and less.

These Kanako can understand and accept, after all, they are not familiar with each other.

=A= I just occasionally think of the first meeting, when she grabbed the little one from above the hem of the skirt and grabbed the corner of her skirt angrily, and shouted "Shut up" with all her hair messed up.

There is a kind of people who are right and wrong.

She leaned over the armrest and yawned.Seeing that it's almost time, I went to turn on the water heater to boil water and wait for a bath, and there was music jingling in the study or something, I don't know what I was doing.Kanako yelled over there to take a shower when the water was hot, but there was no answer, she pursed her mouth and felt sleepy.

Well, I don't know if there are people around here who are watching and watching because of the movements of Renzuzu.

……I think should not be.

_(:3)∠)_If there is, will they also see her WC?

Cushioned with a pillow, she thought wildly.The biological clock responds.When the drama on TV reached the lyrical part, the melody of the violin made my scalp tingle and my body gradually relaxed.

Kanako fell asleep without realizing it.

This is what Atobe Keigo saw when he came out of the study.

He frowned.

To tell the truth, it’s really ugly, her face was squeezed out of shape, her mouth was open to exhale, her hair was piled up all over her face in a mess, but the window was not closed and the curtains were drawn, and she would be shaken when the wind came in—— Just like that, I didn't wake up.

In this environment, the originally pretty face was almost pulled down to minus two along with the IQ.Atobe Keigo frowned and frowned, resisting the word "not gorgeous" and twitching back and forth on the tip of her tongue, watching with cold eyes for a while, watching the curtains of the French windows being blown up by the night wind, the cool wind made her tremble again and again, her head Arched between his arms, his face was blushing, he was about to wake up, he struggled a bit, and fell asleep again.

...Well, what a gorgeous woman.

Atobe Keigo spent most of his speechlessness on this person in his life.

He hesitated for a while whether to wake her up or let her fall asleep like this. After all, the relationship between the two of them has been quite subtle during this period of time. If they suddenly met their eyes...he couldn't tell what emotion he was in.

I just don't think it's gorgeous.

Originally, I thought that since I was looking forward to leaving, I would leave sooner or later, so there was no need to get involved, and let the other party wake up naturally.But standing there for a few seconds, somehow, with that goddamn gentlemanly manner, explaining to himself that of course he is a man of style, how could he be so unglamorous like some people, Keigo Atobe paced back and forth to close the window .

He took a few steps forward, and with a change of perspective, his eyes naturally staggered from the coffee table and landed on the opponent's lower half at a better angle. It was also logical to see the opponent's long legs.

At the first sight of Kanako Hayakawa, Ninazu Yushi joked behind his back that if it wasn't for the wrong situation, this girl is quite interesting.At least the legs are long.

Atobe Keigo didn't speak at that time.Now I feel... he doesn't open his eyes.

A tiny bit of embarrassment squeezed out from which gap made something a little hot, and was quickly suppressed.

Today's weather is not good, it's about to change, the wind is very strong, and the curtains are heaving and falling.

In the past, Keigo Atobe never paid much attention to this little wind. He even tried to play tennis against a stronger wind.Now Keigo Atobe...

He moved forward a few steps, managed to sprint forward while taking advantage of the lull of a paragraph, grabbed the unblown curtains and hid behind the window to stand firm, took a somewhat embarrassed breath, and glanced at the sofa Kanako Hayakawa, who didn't know anything and was asleep, pursed her lips, and he became more and more annoyed.

Why do you want to do such an unglamorous thing?

Just wake her up.unnecessary.

Putting down the curtains in his hand, Keigo Atobe sneered at his unglamorous behavior just now, and sneered for a while... He stood there without moving, but was suddenly floated up and down unsteadily The curtains slammed.

"...!!!"

Keigo Atobe, who was still hesitating whether to close the window, suddenly felt that he was being provoked!

He felt that if he couldn't close this thing now...he would just burn this ugly curtain with fire! !

She stood on the inner side of the floor-to-ceiling window as if she was getting angry, and kept doing nothing, pushing hard against the window with both hands and pushing it forward.

The motor nerves developed by tennis are useful when jumping on the sofa to keep up with ups and downs, but strength... Keigo Atobe is working hard, working hard... He stops to catch his breath, and the blush on his face gets heavier.

Pushed once and didn't move, twice and didn't move, three times... many, many times, it seemed... moved?

Atobe Keigo hadn't had time to feel the pleasure of finally overthrowing a boss who dared to provoke him, but suddenly heard Kanako who was half lying and half sitting on the sofa, groaning and seemed to wake up.

She rubbed down on the sofa with her eyes half-opened and half-closed, and sat up when she was about to slide down.As if she realized where she was at this moment, she looked back and forth again and again with yawns, but she didn't see Mr. Xiaobudian on the sofa, so she began to murmur the name of the other party: "Hey...Atobe...Atobe Where are you?... Um, have you been blown away by the wind...well, the window is open, it's so cold..."

"..."

She sneezed, touched her nose, her eyes were still a little confused, and she walked towards the window with a deep kick and a shallow kick.

Close the window, close the curtains, lock the lock, and then lock the door. Hey, on the way back, I picked up [Atobe Keigo] beside the curtain and put it in the package: "Hey, Atobe ran here to do something. Well, it's getting late, let's go to bed, I'll take you to take a bath. After taking a bath, go to bed and rest."

"..."

...Who wants to take a shower with you! ! !

He's about to jump!

This not-so-flashy T-shirt actually comes with a not-so-flashy pocket!He was put in her pocket, clutching the mouth of the bag, shaking and shaking as she walked.The other party was probably really confused and not sober, and hadn't paid attention to looking down at his face.Xia Tian's clothes were very thin. Although his face was tense and his body was stiff and he tried to ignore it, but from time to time he could feel the warmth of touching the other person's body from behind... Almost, there was no way to completely ignore it.

Even if you don't feel it deliberately, it's like sitting on pins and needles.

When Kanako stood in the bathroom, grabbed him out of her pocket, put the small one by the sink, rubbed her eyes and looked again, she exclaimed: "...Eh, Atobe, you have a cold Are you sick? Do you have a fever?"

She was completely unaware of what she had just done in a half-trance, she was completely unaware of what she had done wrong.

She has no self-consciousness as a woman at all, and she has always thought about things according to her own brain circuit, not paying attention to other things.