[Net King] Sanada-kun also wants to fall in love

The wind is sunny and the sky is cloudless.But some people's mood is not as sunny as the weather.

It was not the first time Sanada Genemon saw his grandson in a daze in the dojo.

It took a long time before he swung his sword, and the haystack in front of him was not cut off. This was simply impossible for Genichiro's level, and the words absent-minded were written all over his face.

And when he was about to swing his next sword, Sanada Genemon couldn't help it when he saw the unseemly and flawed movement.

"Senichiro."

"Grandfather." After regaining consciousness, Sanada saw his grandfather's slightly angry face, and realized why he was angry, and immediately lowered his head guiltily.

"Have I ever taught you such an unseemly way of swordsmanship! You are so lax!"

"I'm sorry, grandfather." Sanada bowed his head in training.

Seeing his grandson's dejected look, Sanada Genemon felt a burst of resentment.He pondered, "This hesitant look doesn't look like your style, what happened to you?"

It's normal to have troubles occasionally, and he didn't want to be so harsh on his juniors. He wanted to explain a thing or two, but all he got was a moment of silent silence.

"Anyway, the way of the sword is not a tool for you to vent your emotions. If you are confused, you can solve it cleanly. You are not allowed to enter the dojo until you solve it."

"Yes, grandfather."

Genemon Sanada turned around, turned around and saw his grandson still sitting there in a daze, he thought that the child had grown up, and had reached the age of worrying about various things, as if thinking of something, he subtly hooked the corner of his mouth and left up.

****

As the sun sets, the orange-red sunset also dyes the clouds with brilliant colors.

Sanada was very nervous today.

In the past, Sanada would always pass by the first grade class intentionally or unintentionally, and if he saw Kurosawaha, he would pretend to come to Kirihara and talk to her.

But ever since he found out that Kurosawa Ye might like Yukimura, his mood was very delicate, he was worried about gains and losses, and he didn't even have the courage to look at her.

But thinking of his grandfather's words, he decided to act vigorously and resolutely in other matters.

Although she had probably gone back at this point in time, it was hard for her to do a good job of mental preparation, even... even if it was just to see her vacant seat.

As he thought about it, his mood gradually relaxed.

On the other side, Kurosawa Ye was "working hard".

To say it is a coolie is not necessarily the case.At the class meeting today, it was proposed that someone should organize the books at the back of the classroom regularly and choose a "library committee member".In fact, it's just an obligation to help everyone tidy up the sundries. Naturally, no one is willing to do such a thankless job.

The squad leader Aoi Yoshihara could only helplessly express that the ancient and fair method of "drawing lots" was used to determine the person, and Kurosawa Ye happened to be the lucky one.

Although after discovering that the drawn person was Kurosawa Ye, many boys expressed their willingness to help, but she declined them all.

"Ye, you really don't need me to help you!" Kirihara scratched his head and asked.

"No need! If you are late, you will be beaten by Sanada again." After returning from the dinner, she learned about Kirihara's treatment in the tennis club.

He is both a group favorite and a group bully, especially after seeing Sanada punish him with an iron fist... If he is late, he will be beaten up again.

"It's just packing up the books, soon."

It was only when Kurosawa Ye knew how naive he was when he really packed it up.The book is not heavy, but she is not tall enough to reach it.

So, when Sanada came over, he was surprised to see Kurosawa Ye struggling on his toes, stretching out his hand, trying to use his fingertips to draw a book.With her head raised, her petite figure was almost covered by her slightly curly long black hair. Even if he could only see her fluffy head, he thought she was very cute.

This kind of physical exertion was simply torture for Kurosawaha, she regretted it, she would have asked Kirihara to stay and help her if she knew about it.

After hooking it a few times, her hands were sore, and she couldn't take down any of the books on the top floor. She sighed in her heart, if anyone could help her at this time, it would be her male god.

But miracles don't happen, accidents do.

Just when she finished stepping her feet and was about to move a stool for a cushion, her feet cramped from stretching for too long.

The whole person was so weightless that she fell backwards, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was already resigned to her fate to have an intimate contact with the earth.But there was no pain as imagined, but what started with was surprisingly soft.

Huh? !

The Kurosawa girl opened her eyes and saw the male god, ah no, it was Sanada.

Sanada had seen her trembling outside the door, and just about to come in to help her, he saw her fall, and almost used his fastest speed to rush over to protect her.

He was also not so clear-headed because of the impact, and when he regained consciousness, he found the softness in his arms, and put his hand on the girl's waist.The whole person was stiff and did not dare to move around. He could clearly feel the girl's soft body and the faint fragrance from her body.

Kurosawa Ye sat down in Sanada's arms, still in shock, his face was pale, his eye feathers were stained with a few teardrops, trembling slightly.Because of fear, his hands tightly grasped the clothes on the boy's chest.Such a delicate posture can't help but make the young man have a lot of reverie.

Ripples appeared in his originally calm mood. This time, he couldn't even maintain the serious expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. move.

He managed to find his voice, but didn't know what to say.But he could clearly feel that an unknown sense of sadness was quietly spreading from his heart.

The young man who had been subconsciously avoiding and suppressing certain emotions suddenly understood his intentions at this moment.

If this mood is a poison.Then, probably the only antidote is Kurosawa Ye!

Kurosawa Ye didn't know that in such a short period of time, the boy under him had already had so many mental activities.

When she realized it, she said slowly, "Huh? Sanada...Senior."

Immediately afterwards, they discovered how ambiguous their postures were at this time.

She wanted to distance herself in a panic, but when she wanted to stand up, she found that her foot was still cramping, and she was staggering and almost fell again.

Sanada quickly supported her, picked her up by the waist, and put her on the chair.As for Kurosawa Ye, physiologically, he couldn't help but feel numbness from near the spine because of such close contact.

She thought, her face must be flushed red now.

She quietly looked at Sanada, but saw that his not-so-fair face was also blushing strangely. Although his face was still serious, his physical reaction betrayed him after all.

It seemed that she had discovered some hidden secret, and for some reason there was a burst of joy in her heart.If the earrings were not still on, she felt that she would probably not be able to help showing an aunt-like smile.

She heard him speak softly, and his tone never sounded so gentle, "Why are you so careless, you are so lax!"

All right!He is still him.

As expected of you, Sanada!

Hearing that the first sentence he uttered turned out to be scolding, Kurosawa felt aggrieved, looked at him aggrievedly, and glanced aggrievedly at the bookshelf over there.

Sanada simply couldn't stand such aggrieved staring, or in other words, no one could stand the wronged look at him from the person he liked.

He didn't know what he did wrong, so he had to turn to tidy up the bookshelves.

They were silent, but both of them could feel a strange atmosphere enveloping this small space gently and quickly.

Kurosawaha recalled Sanada's princess hug just now, and easily picked her up.Such physical contact made her blush and her heart beat.

Sanada... probably, not completely, he doesn't have any feelings for her, right?

"real……"

"black……"

The two suddenly spoke at the same time, their eyes met abruptly, and then they looked at other places as if they were electrocuted.

"Senior Sanada, what did you want to say just now, you go ahead!" Her tone was pretending to be relaxed, somewhat deliberate.As if trying to cover up the anticipation that couldn't help coming out of my heart.

"No...it's nothing, I just want to ask, are these books arranged by number."

"Ah... um."

"What were you trying to say just now?"

"It's nothing, just wanted to say...thank you."

Kurosawa looked out the window, and the sun was gradually setting with the afterglow.

Just like her mood at the moment.

The author has something to say:

Sanada, as expected of you!