[Black Basket] The medicine cannot be stopped

I later learned that Mr. S is not only the captain of the basketball club, but also the president of the shogi club... Simply put, he is an omnipotent soul.

At that time, the soul figure stood at the forefront of the battle, watching a fierce battle.Under the tense and expectant eyes of everyone, Mr. S looked extremely calm, indifferent, indifferent, indifferent... Well, I can't tell.In short, you only need to know that Mr. S is different from everyone else.

Therefore, when everyone was watching the scene intently, he was the only one who retreated quietly and walked outside.The only one who notices is me, because I'm the only one not watching chess, and because I'm the only one who can't read... (candle).

"Hi."

I tried my best to pretend to be calm and greet Mr. S.

Mr. S glanced at me lightly, and replied me very calmly, "Hello."

...I guess he doesn't remember who I am.

Just look at his obvious "I don't know who you are, but I still say hello out of politeness" look!

"Then what, why did you come out? It seems to be a tense moment now."

I opened my mouth without a word, and everyone else was staring at the chessboard. No one noticed the movement on our side. I think this is very good, because although I can't see myself, I can also guess what I am. It must be super stupid now... In short, the less people know about this stupid moment, the better!

"The overall situation has been decided, and there is no possibility of reversal."

Mr. S explained in technical terms, I was in a fog, but I still pretended to be unfathomable, and nodded as if regretting.

Then it was pierced by Mr. S in an instant——

"You don't understand shogi, do you?" He looked me up and down, "Can you understand what I just said?"

Being exposed on the spot, I became so angry that I chose a wrong decision in an instant.

j□j Thinking "I can't admit it anyway! Huh!", I snorted arrogantly, trying to increase the credibility of my words.

"How is it possible! Why am I here if I don't understand!"

"Oh, yes."

Mr. S said lightly, "But I made up that reason just now."

"..."

Facts have proved that you should never lie to Mr. S. This is the truth I discovered when I met him for the second time.

But now, Mr. S, who has reached a higher level after ten years, is completely able to play with me between applause.

"Midorima said that repeating what you have done will help restore your memory. Starting tomorrow, I will start to reproduce what happened between us. Do you have any objections?"

Although it is a question, but the expression does not dare to make people raise "objection", Mr. S!

I nodded in trepidation, stood at attention and waited for the next order.

"It just so happens that there is no competition right now, and I'm on vacation for the time being... The others haven't informed them of the situation so far. If you have any objections, your parents should keep it a secret for now. After all, you're too old, so it's not good to worry them."

On this point, I agree with Mr. S. Although ten years have passed, I am still the caring little padded jacket of my parents!

It's a pity that Mr. S gave me a resounding realistic slap before I finished boasting.

"However, we still need to explain to them why they didn't suddenly get a divorce. At least we need to have a face-to-face meal to explain."

"……What?"

Mr. S was as calm as a robot, without looking at me, he poured himself a glass of water and took a sip.

"Because I have told them about the divorce before, if we don't want to divorce now, we must have a reasonable explanation, which is not difficult."

Speaking words that made me gradually =mouth=, Mr. S drank the water in one breath.

"The difficulty is that you need to pretend that you haven't lost your memory, and come forward with me to explain."

……

It sounds so difficult.

... No, it is very difficult!

In other words, why didn't I learn acting in my previous life... If I had learned it, I wouldn't be as frustrated as I am now! ! !

I slumped on the sofa, holding the pillow with tears in my eyes, looking at Mr. S who was calmly flipping through the newspaper, and let out a miserable cry for help.

"No——I don't———————————————————————————!"

"It's useless not to."

Mr. S buried his head in the newspaper, looking like an asshole husband who didn't bother to talk to his wife.

"Sooner or later, you have to go out and face other people. If you stay at home, you will reveal your truth one day. Since you don't want your parents to worry about you, you should be conscious of covering everything up."

... Only ghosts have such awareness!

I held my head and tried to calm myself down, but no matter how I thought about it, it was a deeper fear... This kind of difficult performance is completely unacceptable!How do I know what a housewife really is like!

Just as I was rolling around on the sofa, Mr. S had finished reading the newspaper, then checked the time, put on his coat, and gave me instructions.

"It's dinner time, I'll take you out to eat, and familiarize yourself with the environment by the way."

He frowned seeing how I got up, "Change your clothes, this one is not your usual style."

I,"……"

Why did the ten-year gap change my taste...

Under Mr. S's explanation, I know that as a housewife who basically works at home, I have a good relationship with the neighbors nearby.Recently, when everyone heard the news that I was going to divorce, I couldn't bear it. Before meeting my parents, I had to face the care of my neighbors and explain...

I, I'm not getting a divorce...

It sounds like a super painful process!

I shrank behind Mr. S, covered my face with a hat, and was afraid that someone would recognize me and come up to chat with me. Now my mind is full of only geometry and algebra English words. die!

To my surprise, Mr. S didn't push me out cruelly, but acquiesced in my acquiescing to dawdle behind him.Fortunately, Mr. S will grow taller ten years later, otherwise maybe I will show half of my head behind him...

stop!Don't slander Mr. S casually!

I let my rushing thoughts come back slowly, couldn't help raising my head and glanced at him, I have to admit that even Mr. S who ruthlessly made excessive demands on me (not) just now, is still extremely handsome !

I heard that the main purpose of the alumni reunion is to show off to each other when I grow up, so if I think about it, I must be showing off my husband is a handsome guy, right?I don’t know if my junior high school female classmates would be so envious and jealous that they would go crazy and tear me to pieces!

I fantasized excitedly, but I didn't notice the tragic reality that soon came.

Mr. S spoke in a low voice under the cover of the dusk night.

"Take my arm."

I didn't hear clearly for a while, and I was stunned and blinked.But I saw Mr. S urgently opened his mouth to urge again.

"Hurry up, take my arm, someone I know is coming."

Under the double pressure of being found out and covering up the truth, I stretched out my hand ignorantly, and took Mr. S's arm.