[Comprehensive] Hello, Junko Fujiwara

After the game, several people went to the dessert shop together.

"Is that move called a giant bear's counterattack?" Shunzi made a gesture of volleying, "Although I don't know the principle, it looks very powerful!"

Different from the usual laziness, Ninja Yushi on the field is extremely passionate.Several tricks were revealed, feasting the eyes of the onlookers.It's just that Xiang Riyue, who is not strong in stamina, curled his lips and sneered at his partner's unkind behavior.

"That's right," Shinobu put his left hand on his lips, covering his mouth with a widening smile, "It is to use the opponent's smash, turn the opponent's strength into his own strength, and intercept the opponent's smash."

"The action is so cool." Shunzi turned around and teased him, smiling like a starry sky in full bloom, "If it is shown on TV, it must be accompanied by super passionate background music."

"I hope to have an aerial camera," Ren Zu followed her words, "so that I can shoot in 360 degrees without dead ends."

"Is this so?" Shunzi gestured a virtual camera with both hands, dangling in front of his eyes, remembering what photographers often said when he was a model, he looked decent and corrected his face, "Look over here, Ninzu-kun, Don't forget your handsome profile!"

"Is that so?" Ren Zuo suppressed a smile, and obediently cooperated with turning his face sideways, which looked very beautiful in the gentle light of the sunset, "Should I fix my hair first?"

The two played this childish game with great enjoyment, never feeling bored at all.

"No wonder some people say that people who fall in love are fools," Shindo Ryo pressed the brim of his hat a little dazzlingly under the sunlight, "Is the fool next to him smiling so hard that his teeth can't see his eyes, really our genius?"

"I used to be dismissed as childish if I played games with him," Xiang Riyue shook his hair and rolled his eyes. "It's like being possessed by a ghost in front of Fujiwara."

"Are you talking about me?" Hearing his surname, Shunzi asked with some doubts.

"No," it was rare for the brain waves of the two to sync up. After all, Ninja Yuuji was not easy to mess with, Shishido Ryo coughed, "I was just discussing with Yueren what flavor of juice to buy later."

"Yes, yes, yes," Xiang Riyue rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "I want blueberry juice, it's sweet and sour, it's super delicious."

"Where's Shunzi?" Renzu smiled and patted the top of her head, "The strawberry harvest is bumper these days. The strawberries in the market are big and red, and the freshly squeezed juice must be delicious too."

"Indeed." Thinking of the rows of brightly colored and big strawberries in the convenience store, Shunzi was very excited. "These strawberries are the best these days, and the juice will flow out with a little effort."

It was only when she arrived at the store that she was attracted by the mango juice as soon as she saw the billboard.When the other three people finished clicking, her eyes were still wandering between the two colors.

"What's the matter?" Ren Zu, who had been paying attention to her all the time, looked at her seriously thinking, lowered his head and asked.

"Look at this," Shunzi pointed hesitantly at the mango juice marked "HOT!" on the billboard, frowning slightly, "I want mangoes and strawberries, but I can't finish them..."

"It's okay." Seeing her seriously thinking about this question, Yushi Ninzu couldn't help laughing, "It's the same when I buy it again tomorrow, just choose the one you like the most."

"Then..." Shunzi wavered a little, and in just a few seconds, he had to make a fierce decision in his heart. In the end, the bright red strawberries prevailed, "I'll buy mango juice tomorrow."

"I think blueberries are the best," Xiang Riyue happily shook the blueberry juice in his hand, "and the color is super beautiful."

"Really," the purple freshly squeezed blueberry juice looked extremely refreshing, she, she clenched her right hand into a fist and smashed it on the palm of her left hand with a serious face, "Then come and buy it tomorrow."

After buying juice, several people separated at the intersection. "Childhood sweethearts" Xiang Hi and Shishido Ryo walked to the left, and Junko and the others walked to the right.

Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and the uncles and young people with briefcases, even in suits and leather shoes, cannot hide their physical and mental exhaustion.Shunzi observed these office workers returning home, and made a discovery that was very novel to her.

In addition to being tired, there is also the relaxation of coming home.

There are also housewives who came home from the convenience store with a large bag of things, squatted down and gently wiped the ketchup from the children's mouths.The aroma of various foods from the street also became a signal to urge everyone to go home.

The gentle daylight gradually disappears from the row upon row of high-rise buildings, and the bustling Tokyo is about to usher in a colorful night.Men, women, old people, children, all kinds of people and cars shuttle on the road, each with its own place.

"Twilight is really a very fireworks time." She looked back and sighed softly.

Renzu lowered his head, just in time to see the curls on the top of her head, and the brown hair that was lightly shining in the setting sun.

"Why doesn't Ninzu-kun live with his family?" Shunzi shook her head, shaking off the momentary depression, and looked up at him.

"Because it's more convenient to live alone." He raised the juice in his hand, the light was faint and soft, and the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be left in it. "Plus, my parents are very relieved of me, so I live alone in the middle school."

Because of his father's work, Ninzu, who had transferred six times in primary school, knew how to take good care of himself since he was very young.

"Do you cook by yourself?" Shunzi thought of a very realistic question, "Or order takeaway, or go to a convenience store?"

"Make it yourself, it's too expensive to eat out all the time," Ninzuzu, who is essentially a pure Osakan, replied without hesitation, "When I run in the morning, I stop by the nearby vegetable market, and I can make lunch by myself."

"It's amazing," Shunzi admired sincerely, "I haven't been to the nearby vegetable market yet." She grew up so big, and knew very few boys who could cook.A boy who can cook three meals a day by himself is like a rare animal.

"How come?" Ninja was also a little surprised, after all, sometimes Shunzi would bring her own lunch to school, "Do they all go to the convenience store downstairs?"

"Sometimes I will go and have a look," she thought for a while, feeling that she had completely lost to the other party in terms of life skills, "but most of the time, it was the aunt who helped put the ingredients and fruits in the refrigerator."

"Actually," she confessed matter-of-factly, "I'm not capable of living at all."

"I'll take you to the market when I'm free," Renzu smiled and rubbed the top of her head, "Go shopping around 06:30, it's the freshest time. The whole street is green and beautiful. "

"Really?" Attracted by his description, Shunzi was extremely excited, torn between sleeping in and new things for a while, and still wanted to go to the early morning vegetable market, "When are you free?"

"I'm free every day." Renzu, who knew her temper half or half, bent down and poked her forehead, "it depends on whether you can get up."

The apartment where the two lived was only two streets apart, and it took about 10 minutes to run from him, not far at all.

"Everything in the vegetable market here is good, but you can't bargain." He withdrew his hand, put one hand in his pocket, and started the complaint mode, "When I was in Osaka, I could bargain with my aunt after shopping and get a box of mentaiko , but it doesn't work here at all."

"What would auntie say here?" She was sighing at such a trivial matter with the image of a gentleman in school. The huge contrast made Shunzi want to laugh.

"Although the young man is not bad," he raised his eyebrows, imitating the tone of his aunt, "Mentaizi will not send you off."

This sentence was learned so vividly by him, it was a pity that Ninzu Yushi did not learn rakugo, Shunzi was amused by him and laughed.

"Sunzi," he walked downstairs to the apartment, before she could say goodbye, he said suddenly, "Let's go have dinner together."

"Huh?" She tilted her head, then smiled slowly, "Okay."

Although it sinks little by little, the setting sun still hangs tenaciously in the sky.The sky in the west is like an overturned cocktail. Behind the orange-red and light-purple clouds, the moon appears.A gust of wind blew away a thin, thin cloud.Evening colors are also very gentle.

It turned out that he had noticed the flash of loneliness in her emotions.