Miss Naoko is always at the Shura Field

Of course there is no way to refuse.

How can Yukimura Seichi, who looks gentle but actually strong, let you refuse? The other party is fully prepared to go on a date with you.

But you don't know it at all.

You who can't refuse people have no choice but to abide by the agreement and go on a date with him.

[Although I also like Impressionist works, I always feel a little embarrassed]

You said that to another Yukimura Seiichi.

Impressionist?

Yukimura Seichi investigated the recent exhibitions, planning to pretend that even if Naoko went on a date, he could pretend to meet by chance, but he did not find an exhibition of impressionist paintings.

You hurried out, only to find that Yukimura Seichi was already waiting for you at the door.

"Ah, Yukimura-kun, sorry for keeping you waiting!" You bowed skillfully to express your apology.

Yukimura Seiichi was wearing a white shirt, black coat, and black tie. The smile on his face showed a dazzling blur in the sun. He was tall and graceful, and he was the perfect boy image in all youth dramas. "I just arrived, Naoko Just call me Jingshi."

"Huh? Oh, yes, Seiichi-kun." You realize that at some point he has already started calling you Naoko.

But looking at his expression, he doesn't seem to be satisfied, and then you have to think about it: "Jingshi?"

"That's right." His smile became more real, making your ears feverish.

It takes more than an hour by train from Kanagawa to Tokyo.Although the crowds at subway stations on weekends are not as scary as those on commuting days, there are still a lot of people, and complaints from passengers can be heard from time to time.

As soon as the tram door opened, many people poured out, but when you and Yukimura got on the train, there was no room left. You stood near the door without even a handrail. As soon as the tram started moving, your body would shake.

"Grab my clothes." Said Yukimura Seiichi.

"Thank you." You whispered.

You seem to be grabbing a life-saving straw, but after the first moment, the tram runs very smoothly, and you let go of the opponent's coat.

It's just that when the tram decelerated to a stop, the shaking of the car made your body slam to the side, and you collided with Yukimura Seiichi.

"Ah, sorry." You said startled.

"It's okay," he said, "may I grab your wrist? It'll be better."

When you didn't respond, the boy stretched out his hand, and the warm touch made you dare not look at him.

"Thank you."

After a while, when there is an empty seat, Yukimura Seiichi will let you sit, while he stands in front of you and holds the upper armrest with one hand, looking at you with burning eyes.

You pressed the hem of the skirt with both hands, and you didn't know where to look. You could only lower your head nervously and look at Yukimura Seiichi's lower body and half body, his slender legs and the other naturally hanging hand.

There are some calluses on his hands, which should be caused by playing tennis.

Tennis, when you think of this, you can't help but sigh, the people who play tennis here have extremely passionate lives.

How enviable.

You went to the Nationals last year.At that time, the whole Lihai was talking about the matches of the tennis club, and everyone was in a warm atmosphere of believing that Lihai won three consecutive championships.

Although the Kanto competition was not satisfactory, Yukimura Seiichi, the son of God, returned to the arena, and Lihai is bound to win the championship.

Li Haida was indeed invincible, and easily reached the final all the way.

You went to that final.

At that time, as classmates, the whole class was encouraged to watch the finals and cheer for Li Hai.Therefore, you have witnessed the failure of the Son of God.

However, what impresses you at the same time is Yukimura Seiichi's ruthlessness and strength on the court.

Such Yukimura Seiichi scares you.

So the failure is also very regrettable.

You finally get out of the car.

But the close contact with Yukimura Seiichi just now made you afraid to look at him.You walked beside him, clutching your bag tightly.

The teenager and you are surrounded by noisy street scenes, and passers-by frequently look back, and they see in you those lost youthful colors and unfulfilled magnificent dreams.

Yukimura Seiichi is indeed a very gentle person.He is considerate everywhere, and tells you the information of each work in the art gallery just right, and you will be fascinated by it without knowing it.

Although you don't know much about Impressionism, you gradually like those flickering light and shadow changes and special color matching.

You are even amazed that people can create such beautiful works.

really beautiful.

And the expression of Yukimura Seiichi watching you seriously is also very moving.

You suddenly realize that Yukimura Seiichi is very familiar with these works, but his attention is all on you.

He cares more about your experience than admiring the pieces.

"I have always wanted to bring my favorite people to see the Impressionist exhibition."

Your heart is pounding.

On the way back, there are far fewer people on the tram, and you and Yukimura Seiichi are sitting next to each other, separated by a punch.

Yukimura Seiichi has liked you since junior high school.

You are beautiful, aren't you?

Although you have no feeling for this beauty.

Who would empathize with the beauty of herself who is completely Two-dimensional!

You will only feel like walking in clouds and mist, and you are in danger of falling anytime, anywhere.

How can we truly feel our own existence?

Let’s go back to Yukimura Seiichi.

He likes you.

I like your frightened eyes, your indifferent expression, and your sense of alienation like an outsider.

A boy has many admirers, but he just likes you.

why?Maybe it's because he is called the Son of God, he has a strong sense of victory and defeat, and he is a perfectionist, and he is also more emotionally aggressive.

And you just happen to be a fortress that is not easy to conquer.

You are a paradoxical existence.

You are dazzling, but silent.

You are popular and lonely.

His curiosity evolved into a good feeling, and from a good feeling to a liking.

If you know it, you will definitely wonder, what is it about you that you like?

But he just thinks you are worthy of liking.

He wants to hug you, when you panic and suddenly lose your voice, he wants to hug your body, let you put your head on his shoulder, and listen to you tell all your grievances and sorrows.

It was that bundle of sorrow that caught his attention.

Naoko Tsukimi, a beautiful young lady, is admired by many people, but she looks so sad.

It's like a narcissus growing by the river, looking at the phantom in the water.

Except for Nioh Masaharu, your neighbor, no one has ever walked with you intimately.

Even a cunning and lively boy like Nioh Masaharu failed to open your heart.

Maybe it was just liking to keep him away.

Because liking makes people timid.

But Yukimura Seiichi was never a coward.He spots the target, prepares for it, and hits it.

Just like his style in tennis, firm and brutal, he only sees success.

But when I treat you, I still want to be more gentle.

This gentleness made him hesitate.

He saw the message you sent: [He confessed to me].

Yukimura Seiichi's smile faded away, and the lively tennis club party became noisy and noisy.

"Seichi, what's wrong?" Genichiro Sanada asked.

"It's nothing."

Yukimura Seiichi had just finished speaking, Liu Renji, the military advisor of the tennis club, said calmly: "The probability of being broken in love is 63.4%, and the probability of being unhappy because the other party is confessed is 88.9%."

"Broken love!" Kirihara Akaya, the second-year tennis club's main candidate, shouted in a fuss, "Has the director been dumped?"

Seiichi Yukimura looked at Chiya Kirihara with a smile and said, "I'll help Chiya with English lessons tomorrow."

"Wow! Don't! The minister is terrible!" Akiya Kirihara, who regarded English as a devil, yelled and was dragged aside by the jackal Kuwahara.

"It's because of Naoko." Nioh Masaharu said with a smile, he made eye contact with Yukimura Seiichi, and there seemed to be an electric light flickering between them.

Nioh Masaharu blinked, "Because I saw Naoko's name, puff."

Now that Nioh Masaharu pointed it out directly, Yukimura Seiki no longer concealed it. He said, "Naoko seems to be very distressed. Someone confessed to her."

"Someone would confess their love to Tsukimiri almost every day," said Hiroshi Yagyu, Nioh Masaharu's doubles partner and the president of the student council.He is not in the same class as you, but he is very familiar with you.

After all, as a campus goddess, you are admired by most of the boys on campus. The student union and tennis club are like your fan club.

"However, how did you get the contact information of Tsukimi-ri, sir?" Hiroshi Yagyu continued, taking a peek at Nioh Masaharu's expression, "Tsukimi-ri doesn't seem like someone who takes the initiative to chat with people. .”

"Because of some kind of accident plus the probability of contact information is 99.2%."

"Then what is the probability of Naoko accepting the confession?" Nioh Masaharu looked at Liu Renji.

Your popularity is obvious to all, so it shouldn't be a surprise if someone confesses to you.But this time is different, Yukimura Seiichi's performance is enough to explain everything.

Even a cunning fox will be in a hurry.

"I don't know." Liu Lianer said.

In his database, the probability of you being confessed today is 0.02%, and the probability that you are sleeping at this time is 100%.