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It was too dark, and I rubbed my eyes, feeling a little blind.

He touched his heart that seemed to have missed a beat just now, and his breathing calmed down.

Look at those teenagers swinging clubs again, with bald heads, with their sleeves rolled up to their shoulders, and their noses whistling strangely—well, it really is an illusion.

Fujiwara-senpai opened her backpack and brought out hot rice balls for everyone.

Everyone in the baseball club immediately gathered around, devouring the bat, carrying the bat on their shoulders or tucking it under their armpit for a short rest. The atmosphere that was originally full of sweat and muscular structure became cheerful.

I stood far away and didn't go forward, thinking that I missed the opportunity to say goodbye to Fujiwara-senpai, so I just waited for the rice balls to be distributed, and then dropped by to send senior sister back.

Fujiwara-senpai seemed to say a few words to them, and the eyes that were originally vaguely projected on me gradually increased a lot.

"Who is that?"

"...Wow, isn't she a big beauty!"

"Specially come to see our practice? Hohohoho I can swing another 300 times!"

"How is it possible, idiot!"

"Shoushan?"

I heard Kuramochi's voice amidst the muffled noise. He poked his head out of the crowd and looked in my direction.

"—Hey Kuramochi! You kid actually know her!"

"Ah, it hurts...it's a classmate, senpai."

"Why do my classmates come over to watch your training at night! Hurry up and tell me the truth!"

Compared to Kuramochi, who was the first to speak out and was sanctioned by his seniors, Miyuki, who had nothing to do with him, secretly gave me a look, and then hid in the corner and watched Kuramochi's fate with a wicked smile.

The reflection of the lens at night makes it impossible to see the meaning conveyed by his eyes.

So I waved my arms to him loudly and shouted, "Miyuki, good evening—"

Jihuokangchi's seniors and fellow students immediately had new goals.

"Hey... wait, don't drag me into the water..."

"Is it really because of you, Miyuki?"

"Let me see if your face is playing tricks, huh?!"

"Hey, hey, everyone, don't squeeze up...it hurts! Which bastard took the opportunity to step on my foot..."

I saw Miyuki who was besieged by the crowd showing a bitter expression, and even accidentally dropped the half-eaten rice ball on the ground while being pushed.

Miyuki's screams came lightly in the wind, I stepped on the soft grass under my feet leisurely, and from the corner of my eye I saw Kuramochi who had finally broken free from the siege of the crowd, trotted a few steps, and walked towards me.

I stood there without moving, just looking straight at Kuramochi who was gradually approaching.

Meeting my gaze, he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

The wind blew his bangs back, and the hairspray that had persisted for a day was already crumbling, and his rather soft hair swayed wantonly with the wind.

Kuramo slightly turned his head away, until he stood in front of me with one hand in his pocket, and then he didn't meet my eyes.

"I've heard what Fujiwara-senpai said, Moriyama, you guys are all right just now."

I put my hands behind my back and asked him, "Huh? Are you worried about what might happen?"

"It's just... those bastards didn't mess with you, did they?"

Kuramochi asked seriously, and looked my whole body up and down, and he was relieved after confirming that I didn't see any skin trauma.

He strictly told me: "It's so late, don't come out by yourself."

"But, there is something I want to buy at the convenience store..." I rubbed my chin and said in distress.

Cangshou blurted out: "Then what do you want to buy, I'll buy it for you."

However, as soon as the words fell, he felt that it seemed inappropriate, and immediately added: "Otherwise, if you want to buy something, try to go out as early as possible, okay?"

I automatically ignored the second half of his words, "Is it really possible, and asking Kuramochi-kun to sacrifice his precious training time to run errands for me, wouldn't it be too troublesome..."

Cang Chi choked, "It doesn't matter, anyway, your house is nearby, right, it won't take a few minutes, I'm pretty fast."

"But this way, Kuramochi-kun will know where my home is."

I blinked and stared at—

Cang Chi said in a rough voice: "...I, I know, then I can buy things for you in advance, and I can bring them to you in the classroom the next day! Or you can come to me to get them after school. OK!"

"I was joking, thank you Kuramochi-kun."

I smiled and said that even so, Kuramochi did not take back his words of volunteering to work for me for nothing, and even chose a plan that was more troublesome for him.

If I want to buy a bunch of potato chips and snacks, he must avoid the teachers in the school and the supervision in the club. If he is discovered, he may be yelled at and eaten.

No matter how you think about it, it's no good.

02

Halfway through our chat, Fujiwara-senpai came over, pretending to be surprised that I happened to be in the same class as Kuramochi, and logically suggested that Kuramochi should send me back.

"I'm going to clean up after everyone finishes eating, don't worry, Yuki-kun will send me back then."

So I can't stalk anymore, after saying goodbye to Fujiwara-senpai, I couldn't help but say to Kuramochi on the road: "I really envy you, I really envy the dead."

"What?" Kuramochi asked.

I said, "I'm envious that you have Ms. Fujiwara as the team manager. Does she have a boyfriend?"

"I'm not too sure about this, probably not." Cangchi thought for a while, "No, maybe it's Zhesang... No, it's also possible for Chunsang..."

That is to say, there is no.

I leaned into his ear and asked, "Does Kuraji-kun like it too?"

"!!"

I saw Cang Chi jumping up, and instantly pulled the distance away from me, "Xixixixixixixixixixixixixiwhat do you like?!"

"Do you like Fujiwara-senpai too? Or like the type of Fujiwara-senpai?"

Kuramochi scratched his ears, "...Well, Fujiwara-senpai is indeed a recognized beauty, and many people in the ministry secretly like her, but..."

"but what?"

Kuramochi almost hopped and fled to the side for a certain distance, stared at me with wide eyes, and swallowed a big mouthful of water.

He was silent for a while, then put his hands in his pockets and shrunk his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing."

I didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, so I stopped by the signal light on the sidewalk and gave him directions, "Turn right at this intersection."

Kuramochi nodded seriously.

We crossed the zebra crossing, and after turning right, there was another intersection.

"The next turn is left."

I trotted forward a few steps and stopped to wait for Kuramochi. Looking at his unsteady walking posture, I said, "Did Kuramochi-kun buy all his clothes?"

Hearing this, he looked down at his red T-shirt and white sweatpants with English printed on his chest.

"Ah, I brought some clothes from home. When I came to Tokyo, if I wasn't training, I would occasionally go out with Miyuki and the others."

I said "Oh" and sighed: "I didn't expect that guy Miyuki's taste to be so bad."

"?" Kurachi was stunned for a moment in confusion, and then finally came to his senses, grabbing his neck and sweating coldly, trying to resist: "It's not that bad..."

"Why are you so nervous, Kuramochi-kun? I didn't say you have bad taste in clothes."

I turned around and glanced at him, and said seriously: "For example, the casual clothes Kuramochi-kun is wearing now-I think it's super cute."

"Yes, cute?!"

Kurachi's face was full of resistance, he stretched out his hand to stop me, forcing his brain to calm down,

"...Okay, I understand what you mean, Moriyama, you also think I look handsome in casual clothes."

As he spoke, he made a handsome gesture of trying to open his jacket with both hands out of thin air, trying to make the conversation easy and natural.

"Yes, that's right, that's what it means. Kuramochi-kun looks more handsome in casual clothes."

Kuramo: "..."

Unexpectedly, the frank words I uttered along the topic made him speechless instead.

Walk beside me quietly like a little quail.

03

After leaving the main road and walking for 5 minutes in the residential area, you can see the red roof of my house.

After stopping in front of the door sign with "Moriyama" written on it, I said to Kuramochi:

"Thank you Kuraji-kun for sending me back. I'm sorry, I delayed your practice time tonight, can I give you a gift tomorrow?"

Cang Chi: "It's a small matter, I should send you back, don't take it to heart."

He re-emphasized with concern:

"I'm serious, let me know if there is anything you want to buy in the future, don't go out alone at such a late hour."

I nodded obediently: "I see."

"Oh..." Kurachi stared at me blankly, while I listened carefully to what he continued to explain.

However, he opened his mouth slightly, and he didn't say anything. The two just stood at the gate and looked at each other stupidly.

Are you reluctant to part with this parting, or do you not want to miss this rare opportunity?

I secretly guessed that I didn't urge him, and I didn't intend to unilaterally end the conversation between the two, and said to him: "In the end, I still let Kuramochi-kun know the address of my home."

Kuramo seemed to have found his own voice, his frown unconsciously relaxed, and he continued the topic in an ordinary tone.

"Hey, this is not what I want to know, there is no way. Don't worry, the amount of daily practice has exhausted me, how can I have the extra energy to be a stalker!"

"why."

"……what?"

"I said, why didn't Kuramochi-kun be my stalker?"

"Ask why..."

Facing my inexplicably serious question, Cang Chi was dumbfounded and stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.

I couldn't bear seeing his incomprehensible appearance, so I simply took half a step forward lightly, and before he could react, I stood on tiptoe and kissed the side of his face.

It's like a touch of water, and it's instant.

"..."

Ah, turned into a stone statue.

"...!!!!"

Cang Chi was like a little girl who was being frivolous by Deng Tuzi, covering her kissed cheeks and retreating again and again, accidentally hooked her feet, staggered and fell to the ground, looking at me with incredible eyes: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you!" What are you doing, Shoushan!"

I wanted to keep playing tricks on him and restore the distance between us, but Cang Mochi had the tendency to run away as soon as I took a step, leaving an afterimage, so I had no choice but to calm him down and say, "Yes. Thank you, Kuramochi-kun."

"Thank you?! Didn't you say that you will return the gift tomorrow... No, no need! And how can you, how can you—"

"Why not?"

I still couldn't help but took a step towards him, bent down slightly, bent my eyebrows and said to him:

"I thought about it, and I think this should be a good gift for Kuramochi-kun."

"—Because Kuramochi-kun likes me."

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Work: Bad Woman (Eating Potato Chips)

Moriyama of this copy:?Obviously it's a benefit

(Note: This time point is set for a summer camp, so team Zhe also stayed)

【small theater】

Qingxinliao tonight——

The third-year seniors headed by Isashiki Jun ambushed at the gate of the dormitory, waiting to catch a late returning junior.

"When that kid Kuramo comes back, we must ask what is the relationship between them!"

And the foresighted Cang Chi came in through the side door over the wall, returned to the room safely, and said to a certain junior who had just come back from the shower and did not know:

"The seniors in the third grade have heard about your country girlfriend Wakana, and they are planning to form a team to beat you up."

"What?! It's said that Wakaca and I don't have that kind of relationship...Damn it! No wonder I think the gate is so noisy. If so, I will never open the door for them! I will definitely guard this door tonight!"

Kuramo (yawns): "Come on, come on."

In the end, a certain junior just leaned against the door and fell asleep.