me, the protagonist

"Sanbuki, are you alright?"

When Xia Youjie reached the ground, the wind was already strong, and the sound of blowing over the ruined walls was like a woman's sobbing.

The sand and stones were blown up by the wind, only the street lamps in the distance were still on, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The wind was too strong, Xia Youjie put away the curse spirit, and moved step by step in front of Yamabuki Sakura with difficulty, blocking the strong wind.

He asked, "What's the matter, Yamabuki?"

Sakura Yamabuki came on her bicycle. After arriving at the scene, she didn't look up at the sky from the beginning to the end, and started crying while holding the standing sign.

Except for crying because of being moved, idols are not allowed to cry outside.

Yamabuki Sakura had the impression that there was no one around the building, so she couldn't help but relax a little.

Now I suddenly saw the second person, looked up and subconsciously smiled again: "Yes, I am here."

"..."

Xia Youjie was speechless.

It's hard to describe what kind of expression that was, she was crying so much that her eyes were red with tears, but she still showed the most beautiful smile.

This smile is too sincere and innocent, obviously the most flawless beauty in the world, but the tears are still dripping down.

Unconsciously weakening the inaccessible aura of Huamei's face, people have other thoughts in their hearts.

"Jie?" Yamabuki Sakura recognized him and asked a little puzzled, "Why are you here?"

When she spoke, she still had a nasal voice, which was no longer crisp and cheerful on stage.

The 17-year-old Xia Youjie stared blankly at her and suddenly felt that he was in love.

He didn't speak, Yamabuki Sakura looked up at him blankly.

It started to rain in the city.

The rain was not as heavy as expected, it was light rain.

The dark clouds drift away, revealing the moon.The clear moonlight illuminates the land, and the boys and girls looking at each other are as beautiful as a painting.

The atmosphere became a little ambiguous, Xia Youjie's lips moved:

"Yamabuki, I..."

"Jie! What are you doing so fast!"

Wujo Wu's voice came over, and he followed closely with his long legs, and arrived at the place in three or two steps.

Wujo Wu thought that Xia Youjie was here to comfort others, but he didn't expect that the two of them seemed to just sit without talking for a long time.

"What are you two doing?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the two of them, belatedly feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Yamabuki Sakura shook her head to show that she didn't know either, and looked at Xia Youjie curiously: "Jie, what do you think is wrong with you?"

"...It's okay." Xia Youjie showed a gentle smile as always: "I want to ask Shanbuki why you are here?"

As he spoke, he withdrew his hand, took out the neatly folded handkerchief and handed it to Sakura Yamabuki, and took off the beret on the Atari stand next to him.

"Ah, thanks Jay..."

Sakura Yamabuki wanted to take it, but Xia Youjie patted the dust on the hat lightly, as if he didn't notice her outstretched hand, and put the hat back on her head naturally.

"Huh?" Sakura Yamabuki grasped the brim of the beret with both hands, and suddenly turned into bean eyes, looking at the person in front of her for no reason.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Youjie's tone was gentle, with a smile on his handsome face, as if everything was natural.

Sakura Yamabuki couldn't help suspecting that something was wrong with her, and shook her head vigorously: "It's okay... I just want to come and see the event venue tomorrow. Is there something wrong with you guys here?"

Xia Youjie glanced back calmly, and saw that Accelerator, the last party that started to land, had also reached the ground, and was walking this way with the posture of an old man walking.

He replied decisively: "It's because Wu and his former classmate from another school happened to be competing nearby, and I followed."

"I see." Yamabuki Sakura nodded.

Wutiaowu: "..."

He looked at Xia Youjie, then at Yamabuki Sakura, keenly aware that something seemed wrong.

"It's like, something happened that I don't know about."

"..."

At this moment, an innate intuition drove him to act.

"cherry!"

Before Accelerator came over, Gojo Satoru suddenly knelt down on one knee, holding Yamabuki Sakura's hand with both hands.

This beautiful boy DK deliberately showed his blue eyes flowing with stars, and said to the girl very charmingly and quite artificially:

"...Actually, he was injured during the game and couldn't walk at all."

He pointedly looked at Yamabuki Sakura's small broken bicycle parked aside.

Xia Youjie: "!"

"Wait, Wu, I remember just now..."

Except for tearing down a building, neither of you hit the other, did you?

"Ah!" Gojo Satoru exaggeratedly yelled, his hands slid across his thighs, knees, and calves, and finally stopped on his ankles: "My knees, no,"

He cleared his throat: "It's a sprained ankle, and I'm worried about how to go back. It would be great if there is any means of transportation, such as bicycles..."

"Is that so?" Sakura Yamabuki sized Gojo Satoru several times with suspicious eyes.

The beautiful boy looked back affectionately and sincerely with his blue eyes.

Xia Youjie tried to save her: "Shan Chui, listen to me..."

"It's okay, Jie," Yamabuki Sakura wiped away tears, and smiled at Xia Youjie: "It's hard for you two to go back like this. I happened to come here by bicycle, so I might be able to help a little bit."

She lifted the hat on her head and ran to push the bicycle.

Gojo Satoru was still hesitating whether to pretend to be limping over, or ran over quickly while she couldn't see, Sakura Yamabuki had already arrived on a bicycle.

creak-

The normal-sized bicycle stopped in front of DK, Sakura Yamabuki wiped the back seat, and asked Gojo Satoru: "Can you sit on it by yourself?"

"Yes, yes." Gojo Satoru nodded quickly, and quickly sat on the back seat of the bicycle, the body creaking under the load.

Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear and waved to Xia Youjie with a triumphant smile:

"Jie, let's go first, don't trouble you to carry me."

Sakura Yamabuki thought it was true.

She was very happy that she had lightened Xia Youjie's burden.

So he nodded to Xia Youjie in relief, and began to ride hard.

???

Yamabuki Sakura rode a few meters away before Xia Youjie recovered from the shock.

If this scene is reversed, it can barely be justified.

But now the tall one who is nearly 1.9 meters is sitting on the back seat of a smaller girl's bicycle, and Yamabuki Sakura is already standing and riding a bicycle, which makes people want to call the police.

Last time, did he rely on pity to let others carry him?

"..."

Xia Youjie's fist hardened.

"Gojo Satoru, you have done all the bad things!!"

"fraud!!"

Gojo Satoru sneezed hard.

Sakura Yamabuki asked, "Do you need a scarf?"

She still wore the same outfit she wore when she went out, with a hat, scarf and mask. Now that there were fewer people on the road, she pulled the mask down to her chin, revealing her fair little face.

This is too much to accept.

Gojo Satoru didn't want it, he didn't sit in the back seat of the car sincerely, and from time to time his long legs slid on the ground to help borrow strength.

Originally, according to his height, he would be dragged on the ground by someone carrying his bicycle on a normal bicycle, and being led by Sakura Yamabuki seemed nondescript.

But Gojo Satoru didn't feel this way, instead he felt quite relaxed.

After the traffic radio broadcast, the vehicles automatically detoured this section, only occasionally one or two vehicles sped by.

The rain became very fine and dense, appearing dimly in the air like clouds.

The light from the street lamps is refracted by tiny water droplets, and a faint iridescent circle appears around the glass cover.

Sakura Yamabuki counted them past one by one in her heart, and heard the sound of familiar metal music slowly sounding behind her.

"Hey—" she turned her head behind her: "Are you still watching it now?"

It's a video of her concert.

Gojo Satoru hummed: "I vote for you every day, thank you, okay?"

"thanks, thanks."

In view of this fart attitude, Yamabuki Sakura was perfunctory.

Mangao is very close to the ▇▇ building in a straight line. If you take the road, you have to make a detour to get there.

She didn't know the way, so Wujo Wujo glanced at the video, then looked at the way, occasionally talking nonsense.

He doesn't hate staying with Sakura Yamabuki, it's better to say that he enjoys this feeling.

She doesn't know what the "magic world" is, and she won't regard him as some kind of "son of god".But even if she knew, she would still firmly believe that she was the "center of the world".

Ordinary and dazzling, boring and incredible.

A girl shaped little by little by countless tiny miracles.

The surroundings were strangely quiet, and he could see the white mist of her exhalation dissipating in the air, and the ends of her light pink hair scattered around, like cherry blossoms falling in spring.

"It's as if the whole world has stopped."

For no reason, he thought of his domain "Boundless Space", where it seemed to be the same quiet.

"Then……"

Cycling in it?

Gojo Satoru: "Pfft."

"What happened?" Yamabuki Sakura turned to look at him inexplicably.

Gojo Satoru was just talking nonsense about a reason, but he didn't expect a dazzling beam of light to come straight from the front:

"Wait, you two!"

Barricades, red and blue flashing lights, yellow cordon.

The female traffic policeman who stopped the bicycle came over, looked at the scene, and suddenly couldn't spit out what she wanted to say.

Beautiful boy and beautiful girl.

A pair of cherry pink eyes and a pair of blue eyes are watching her curiously, they are of the kind who will be mistaken for a magazine shoot casually on the road.

Especially girls, who are so beautiful that they will feel dazzled even if they look up close.

"but……"

"But ah!"

The traffic policeman couldn't help but get mad in his heart, what is going on?

It is not allowed to carry people on the back seat of a bicycle. Once caught, a fine of [-] yuan will be imposed.

Moreover, the car must have a license plate, the front and rear lights should be turned on when riding at night, and mobile phones cannot be used while riding.

The traffic police looked at the front and back of the bare bicycle, and Wujo Satoru, who was holding a mobile phone in the back seat, felt that the debuff was really full.

If this situation is not dealt with, it will not work!

"Well... what's the problem?"

Yamabuki Sakura's voice was muffled. After seeing the police, she quickly pulled up the mask.

It is very troublesome for an artist to have negative news, especially for an idol.

Sakura Yamabuki looked at the female traffic policeman with straight black hair in front of her with some trepidation.

"But riding a bike shouldn't be a problem."

"perhaps……"

Gojo Satoru has been in contact with two-wheel vehicles all his life at Yamabuki Sakura.

I don't know anything about bicycle-related traffic laws.

As for Yamabuki Sakura, she only learned to ride a bicycle after she became an idol in the original world.

The superb driving skills cannot be displayed, and the dream in life is to go out on his own bicycle.

Last time in Yokohama, no traffic police dared to stop her, so she missed a great opportunity to learn traffic laws.

Finally, on this rainy night, the punishment of justice arrived even though it was late.

Looking at Yamabuki Sakura's ignorant eyes for a few seconds, Miyamoto Yumi finally recovered.

She tapped on the front bumper of the bicycle with grief: "Get the license plate!"

Then he pointed to Gojo Satoru, who was as big as the back seat: "You can't take people on the back seat of the bicycle!"

Yamabuki Sakura: "Hey, but—"

Miyamoto Yumi interrupted: "Not even a boyfriend!"

Yamabuki Sakura opened her eyes: "So say no—"

Miyamoto Yumi waved her hand and took out a pen and paper to record: "Are you of age? If you are not, you need to call your guardian over."

guardian? !

Yamabuki Sakura and Gojo Satoru are both regrettably 17 years old.

The legal guardianship is in the hands of Mori Ogai and the current head of the Gojo family.

The two looked at each other.

Sakura Yamabuki obediently picked up the phone.

Gojo Satoru was still struggling, his mind spinning rapidly.

As a celebrity in the magic world, he could imagine that as long as he made this call today, it would take less than 10 minutes for everyone to know that he was stopped by the traffic police for violating the traffic law.

Most importantly, he was still the one who was carried.

My fame was ruined in one fell swoop.

This can't be done!

He has to figure out a way.

The author says:

Sorry it's been so long.My job is relatively busy, and I have a lot of things recently. Sometimes I can’t keep up with writing at night, and my health is not very good.It may take a while, the update rhythm will not be very fast, I will try to keep the daily update, if not, I will ask for leave.sorry everyone