In the name of love [Comprehensive]

The other party's clear eyes have been falling on you.

What to say?

Compared with the gentle facial features, his bright smile is probably more attractive. You raised your eyes to meet his gentle and harmless brown eyes, and slowly stretched out your hand.

"My name is Terada Liyin, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice."

As soon as the end of this sentence fell, Sawada Tsunayoshi was suddenly startled at that moment, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased for no reason.

"Well……"

You turned your head and subconsciously let out a low cry of grievance. You never thought that the thin-looking Tsunayoshi Sawada would have such great strength.

The marks from the wrist to the arm and the soreness that I left in Kyoto before have not completely dissipated. In the past few days, I have added the piano performance from the chorus. Your fingertips to the root of your fingers are almost in a state of weakness. He suddenly grabbed it vigorously, and there was a faint sound from the joints of his hand.

"Judaimu..." Hayato Kikuji noticed your pale face instantly, reminded Sawada Tsunayoshi softly.

How could you lose your composure just because of that sentence when you first met?

Sawada Tsunayoshi was also very guilty in his heart, and the complicated expression flashed across his face. He quickly loosened his hands a little, but found a particularly noticeable red mark under the loose shirt.

Your wrist is too slender, even if the shirt is fastened tightly, there is still a piece of the shirt, which makes Tsunayoshi Sawada easily push the fastened part up. On the arm, which is as white as embryonic porcelain, there is a little bit of cherry blossoms exposed. glaring marks.

For you who have always thought it was a food allergy a few days ago, you didn't take the shocked eyes of Sawada Tsunakichi seriously, but you couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid because of the oppressive aura, so you had to explain to him Said: "I went to Kyoto a few days ago, maybe I'm allergic because I'm not used to the climate."

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Tsunayoshi Sawada nodded. He was actually very dissatisfied with your tone of voice that was still a little upward.

The glaring red mark on the neck caused by external force looks like a bruise, so it should be called a hickey.

What a horrible liar, at least Tsunayoshi Sawada thinks so.

But as a mature mafia leader, he restrained such subtle emotions very well, and just answered you with a noncommittal smile.

"Well, can I have a word with you?" You looked at Hayato Guiji again.

He became extremely nervous, his green eyes were constantly moving around you and Tsunayoshi Sawada, and finally he answered you in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"I..." You raised your head, because the difference in height made you look up at him with difficulty, and you showed a embarrassed expression, "Get closer to me, okay?"

Your words that sounded very ambiguous finally got him to react a bit. While he was habitually lowering his head, you tiptoed and pressed his shoulders. He still had a faint, somewhat sweet smell of smoke on his body. taste.

After a pause, you quickly whispered a series of numbers in his ear.

Even Hayato's shoulders stiffened.

"Remember?"

you ask.

Prison Temple frowned, a very simple number, you only said it once and it was firmly imprinted in his mind.

Although I don't quite understand your intentions, Prison Temple still nodded, although he still continued to maintain a skeptical attitude.

"Well, that's no problem, it's my phone number, remember to call me tomorrow."

"...Do you know what you're talking about!"

What's the deal with this kind of straightforward date invitation?

His deliberately loud voice and the thin, light blush on his fair skin can't help but make you laugh out loud.

It's just because the amount of pocket money is not enough recently, so you want to avoid Sawada Tsunayoshi who is beside him, and invite him to dinner alone, just to thank him for helping you up from the ground before, and, I even snatched your wallet back for you today.

If the friends around you are there, the budget will be uncontrollable. You just thought about this matter, and then you made the ambiguous action just now that both Hayato and Tsunayoshi Sawada seemed a bit indescribable.

You waved at him, ran a few steps away, and said softly with a gentle voice: "I'm waiting for your call~"

That weak and beautiful figure completely disappeared from sight, and Hayabusa was secretly complaining about your actions in his heart.

Although at first your heartbeat tended to be irregular due to your active invitation, but as long as your brain is active, you can immediately understand your intentions. I really don’t know if you are too slow, or if you don’t take Sawada Tsunayoshi in front of you at all. thing.

"Falcon."

The voice he was most familiar with sounded calmly and calmly, "What did Lianyin tell you just now?"

Rubbing his temples, Hayato Gokuji thought about it with a headache, adjusted his thinking, and explained to Sawada in the simplest language the thing that accidentally saved you before.

"Okay, let's explain it this way for now, but I still have other questions."

"Judaime, tell me."

"Hayato's reason for staying here should not be as simple as wanting to track down the policeman who sneaked in before."

Prisoner Hayato fell silent.

"Judaime, I...I like her."

There was no surprise about Sawada Tsunayoshi's thin and clean face, "What about me?"

"what?"

"Tomorrow's date, you can take me with you." The brown pupils were extraordinarily clear as if carrying the sky, "Compared to Hayato who has been remembered by name, I who is always ignored, it is really a failure to say it, Hayato, Please help me this time, from now on we will each rely on our abilities and let Lianyin choose."

A complex look appeared on Hayato's face.

You received a call from Hayato Gokuji while you were preparing for homework.

Just as the first call sounded, you put down your pen and were about to answer the phone, but the ringtone over there suddenly seemed to be cut off, and there was no sound.

When it rang for the second time, you raised the phone to your eyes, and just connected, you put down the receiver again, you took a deep breath, until the third ring, this time without any accident, you connected the phone.

"Hi, I'm Prison Temple."

An unhurried male voice sounded over the receiver.

"I'm looking for Terada."

"It's me," you turned on the desk lamp and continued to look at the exercise in your hand, "Good evening, I have been waiting for Lord Prison, but I always felt that you might not call, and I almost gave up."

"...just called to ask you the time and place."

"Then, leave everything to me." With your chin propped up, you drew a route map on the exercise book in front of you with a mechanical pencil, chose a restaurant with a high rating but a small crowd, and told the prison temple.

Before the call was about to end, Prison Temple suddenly spoke again: "What are you doing?"

"Me?" You lowered your head, "I'm previewing my homework."

You must have heard correctly, right?

The voice that had been calm all the time seemed to be replaced by an uncontrollable smile. You froze for a moment, and the voice suddenly became gentle and deep, "Remember to go to bed early."

You didn't answer, but the corners of your mouth couldn't help curling up. After the phone was hung up, you got up from your seat, walked to the closet, and looked at those skirts in embarrassment.

If we meet tomorrow, which one should I wear better?

A pink lace princess dress?No, he will definitely be treated as an immature idiot by Mr. Prison Temple.

The black tie skirt is a bit mature.

The light blue tulle dress seems to be the style of the last season. Mr. Prison Temple looks... seems to have a good understanding of fashion, will he be disgusted?

You can't help but think back to the silver-haired young man in a black suit. Although the buttons on the suit jacket and the shirt and tie are honest, the silver earrings on the earbones and the ring on the hand all show a unique taste.

After almost an hour of tossing, you finally chose a denim jacket and a red and white plaid suspender skirt that looked different from your usual gentle line. The class is over, and you came to the restaurant as agreed.

To your surprise, Hayato Gokuji also changed out of the formal suit, simple T-shirt and trousers, with a thin chin and a rare serious look without frowning.

"sorry I'm late."

You quickly walked up, "Ju Sijun dressed like this, I can't even recognize him."

"So are you."

He looked at you silently, even though you were wearing high heels, you were still a bit shorter than him, your slender eyelashes trembled slightly as you spoke, and the fluffy light brown hair curled into a very cute arc at the end.

Hearing his unclear words, you feel a little uneasy: "Isn't it a bit strange?"

"Not at all."

When this soft voice lingered in your ears, you noticed Tsunayoshi Sawada standing beside Hayato Gokudera. Similarly, he was wearing a baseball shirt like a high school student who just graduated, with a very gentle appearance and clear eyes , "I'm sorry, because I'm not familiar with Tokyo at all, I can't go out without Hayato, so I had to follow here without authorization."

"I'm sorry if I interrupted your date."

"It's not a date!" You hurriedly explained, "Kujiji-kun helped me before, so I wanted to treat him to dinner, but recently I don't have enough pocket money, and I was afraid that I couldn't afford Sawada-kun's share at the same time, so I just sneaked in yesterday. told him

this matter.Me, if you guys don't mind, Sawada-kun, I can change to another one with a cheaper price..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was amused by your flustered explanation, and smiled, he changed into a calm and steady, "Don't worry about me, I can bear this part myself."

Looking at the two men sitting across from you, you suddenly feel a little bit on pins and needles. It's not that the taste of the dishes is not to your taste, it's just that you don't know who to look at, so you can only eat the steak in front of you in silence.

"Speaking of which, I've noticed that thing in Lianyin's bag since I entered the store." Tsunayoshi Sawada pointed to your bag, and you lowered your head and blinked: "Ah, this is, the school's chorus department accompaniment sheet music."

"Lianyin can play the piano."

"It's just a normal level..."

"How could this happen, it must be very powerful."

"It's okay, it's just because I live at my uncle's house now, I can't touch the piano, and my technique is a lot rusty, and I have to go to school to practice after dinner."

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at you, who was blushing a little, and smiled at Kikuji, "Hayato, do we still have a piano that Mr. Dino bought last time?"

"Ah?" Hayato, who had been silent all this time, looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada thoughtfully, and responded, "Yes, Judaime, but after Dino bought it, he threw it in the common room and no one touched it again. .”

Maybe this is not your illusion.

At that time, Sawada Tsunayoshi tried to talk to or contact you, but Hayato Gokudera on the side absolutely shut up immediately, unwilling to say a word, and only answered Sawada Tsunayoshi's question with a few words.

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, his eyes swept over your face: "How about Lianyin going to practice with us? If it is a school, there should be other people waiting in line to practice."

"I……"

You frowned, showing a sad expression.

Tsunayoshi Sawada was right.

Ice Emperor is a school where music is paramount, but because of the school festival, the three music classrooms have been fully occupied recently, and everyone has to follow the pre-arranged practice time before they can touch the piano, not to mention you are still in school recently. For the chorus department, you have to change the song from the previous solo to an orchard-like chorus, and you even want to move to the music classroom.

You bit your lower lip, and your voice seemed to come out of your throat: "I, I just feel a little guilty, as if I have troubled you a lot."

"I am also very happy to be able to help, so please don't feel guilty about Lianyin." When Tsunayoshi Sawada spoke, the corners of his mouth curved higher, gentle and harmless, more like his age is not much older than you year old high school student.

It's a little hard for you to understand what kind of person Sawada Tsunayoshi is.

He has been emphasizing to you that the place where he temporarily lives is not particularly big, but in fact the place he took you to is the hotel where you and Seijuro Akashi had a date last time, and it is as big as five floors, it is said It is a place left for him and his friends to temporarily settle in Tokyo.

The most luxurious hotel in Chuo-ku, Tokyo.

You were terrified, and were taken to the lounge on the [-]th floor by Sawada Tsunayoshi. Even if you think your family is not bad, you will be willing to bow down.

Could it be the young master of some consortium that has never paid attention to?

Seeing the leaving figure of Sawada Tsunayoshi, you shook your head.

You sit down in front of the piano and find a random piece of music for recovery practice, but you are a little absent-minded, the piece is intermittent, and soon your fingers that are still on the keys are slapped down in dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, stop spoiling Bach."

The prison temple lowered its eyes, and the slightly open neckline of the T-shirt showed you a section of snow white generously. His fingers stopped for a moment, and then he skillfully played out the chaotic piece that was split by you just now. .

"You...? You can play the piano?"

"Learn before."

"I can't see it at all... No, I should have noticed that your hands are very beautiful. You should have learned musical instruments."

You bit your lip, looking at the prison temple's focused appearance, you looked extraordinarily mature and sharp.

He glanced at you, "Hmph."

"Eh, am I wrong?"

"It's too superficial."

"Why, I think it doesn't matter if a man is ugly or older. Talent is the most important thing."

Prison Temple sat beside you a little funny, "I really didn't expect to hear this sentence from your mouth."

"You said it, as if I'm just a person who only looks at the face."

"Is not it?"

"That's not right—Ju Sijun, since you can play the piano, why don't you help me with recovery exercises?" You whispered softly in his ear.

He seemed to be taken aback, raised his brows, his eyes softened a little, and he agreed to you.

Prison Temple probably doesn't like you getting too close.

You quickly noticed this when he helped you practice the music of the chorus, and kept a distance from you all the time, and finally stood directly next to you to guide your piano practice.

The smooth and light sound quickly spread throughout the lounge, and you put all your energy into the performance of the music, but this steady practice was soon interrupted by the strong knocking sound from the door.

How can there be a feeling of uneasiness.

You think back to kicking the door so familiarly one night, and you suddenly think of the culprit who caused you and Akashi to break up. You are arguing here, prison temple Hayato, do you want to be bitten to death?"

Holding the music score, Yuji frowned slightly, sensing Hibari Kyouya's arrogance, he subconsciously stepped forward to block in front of you.

Your fingers trembled, and you immediately retracted. In the entire lounge, there was only the sound of steady breathing.

"Be quiet." Skylark pointed at his kidnapper threateningly.

In exchange for the dismissive voice of Hayato Prison Temple: "Do you understand?"

"..."

This provocative rhetorical question obviously angered Hibari Kyouya.

He sneered: "It seems that today you want to court death."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two is getting more and more tense, you quickly stood up from your seat, "He... he doesn't understand, Lord Priest, stop arguing with him, I'll go home now, and I won't bother you. "

Hibari's expression was somber, realizing that you were subconsciously protecting Hayato Gokuji, he took another step forward, and then you realized that your wrist was being clasped.

"Hey! What are you doing! Let me go!"

Your hand was brought up by him, and immediately he saw the painful expression on your wrist because of being grabbed, he changed his posture without thinking, lifted you from his shoulders, and took you out of the lounge.

"Skylark—! Let me go! My skirt is very short, and I will be seen everywhere—" You gritted your teeth, your nasal voice trembling slightly, but Lark was still indifferent. Looking at that arrogant face, you finally couldn't help threatening He said: "If you touch me again, Lord Prison Temple will not let you go!"

"Humph."

He stopped walking, obviously didn't care about your excited tone, and said meaningfully and slowly: "Do you think he came to save you faster—"

"It's still faster for me to kill you."