You may not believe it when you say it [Comprehensive]

"I thought I would see Chuya's name, but I didn't expect Xiaojian to write it~"

Dazai stated this fact in a teasing tone on purpose. Although there was no need to express it specifically, he just wanted to speak out from a childish heart.

"Ah! I forgot."

Sakura Chuan let out a short exclamation, and looked blankly at the card that had been flicked into her eyes by her own finger, as if she wanted to take it back to make some amends, but soon she realized that there was no room for writing on the card anyway.

"Then I'll write Mr. Zhongyuan on the exclusive fiance's card."

After Sakuragawa finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is no more perfect answer than this, and I feel better when I find the reason.

Dazai: "..."

Dazai: "Miss me, my fiancé is just joking."

"Of course."

It was more direct than Dazai's slightly straightforward reminder. Sakuragawa looked up at Dazai in shock, completely unable to understand how such a smart and wise person as Mr. Dazai would ask such a wrong question, "Even I don't know Seriously."

Even if it makes sense logically, Mr. Zhongyuan was infected with a virus at that time... No, was it the effect of ability capture?

If the marriage contract does not have sincere feelings and the willingness of the two parties to confirm, there will be tragedy or the fiancée will be robbed halfway - TV dramas do not deceive me.

Dazai: "..."

Dazai fell silent again.

At this moment, Sakuragawa pointed at the card, approached Dazai with a bit of secret curiosity, as if he was about to learn some big secret, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Dazai, does this game have any effect?"

"like water off a duck's back."

Compared with the previous mood, it can be said that it took a sharp turn for the worse. Dazai's decisiveness in replying far exceeded the usual normal value. It should be used as a joke in an impassioned state, but there is no half of the meaning of that moment on his face. Positive words, "Xiao Jian's intimacy has no credibility at all."

Sakuragawa: "???"

Sakuragawa: "This?? Mr. Dazai, don't mock me just because you are the number one in my heart! I can hear it! Be careful that I let someone else take over!"

The girl made a threat angrily, and chose the closest thing in her head to make a threat based on the principle of proximity—to prevent Mr. Dazai from laughing at her. The threat is not only weak, but also makes people laugh.

But Dazai spread his hands: "Look, you can easily let others take over. Doesn't this kind of intimacy have no credibility at all?"

"........."

Sakuragawa choked hard at his sharp words.

She stared at Dazai for a long time, and couldn't help but her eyes were red. She had heard more straightforward words, but it seemed that she was not as sad as this simple denial, and the tone of her mouth was mixed with a bit of a sour nasal voice: " But, the only person I want to see every day is Mr. Dazai, that bastard..."

After she finished speaking, she got up angrily and ran away. Because of her extremely fast speed, Dazai's voice couldn't even reach her.

"Mad!!"

"Mr. Dazai and Rin are also assholes!"

"They're all bastards!!"

For the first time in my life, Sakuragawa saw me feel such a strong sense of anger. It was not the first time that I was suspected, but she could not receive it accurately, but this time it was directly spread out on her Straight forward questioning.

Forget about the others, but Mr. Dazai is the number one!

Excessive! !

Don't go see him tomorrow! !

Ying Chuan was so angry that he kicked the stone bench by the side of the road, and his feet hurt from kicking, sobbing, he squatted down and hugged his knees, and wanted to touch the painful toes, but felt that the shoes were there anyway—why didn’t the shoes Anti-pain!

"Ugh..."

Sakura Chuan wiped her eyes, and the moist touch spread from her eye sockets to the back of her hands. She huddled in the shadow by the flower bed, looking pitiful like an abandoned child.

One way:"……"

see hell.

You can meet this guy wherever you go.

...and why is she crying again? ! !

Just based on what happened last time, one party felt that he should walk away without looking back-it was the greatest kindness not to mock this guy who took people as meal tickets, but inexplicably, his footsteps Unable to leave in the direction away.

He took two forcible steps, and it seemed that he was stepping on some kind of knife point instead of a shoe. Accelerator felt that something was wrong with his body. He looked back, and it only took a moment for the girl's thin figure to make him feel like he was on fire, and he was burned immediately. squinted.

(Are you crying silly?)

(Why are you crying so silently again?)

(Crying from hunger or being bullied?)

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, almost all of which were questions about the scene in front of me.

——He only asked in order to answer his own doubts.

One party thought so, nodded his head, adopted "self-affirmation**" + "self-hypnosis**", and finally found a suitable excuse...the correct reason.

"Hey."

Walking to the front, one party waited for a while, and found that Yingchuan was still a small ball without any movement, so he reluctantly opened his mouth.

"...?"

Sakuragawa hesitated for two seconds before raising his head from the crook of his arms, just enough to reveal a pair of reddish eyes, which were wet, and several eyelashes were soaked with tears, and several of them were stuck together, looking fragile and fragile. Pitiful.

The reason that one party originally thought of and the words of perfect protection of his own face were scattered and shattered in the sea of ​​consciousness. He frowned: "Who happened to you?"

"..."

Sakura Chuan pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Can't say?" One party was a little impatient, but did not leave, "Then what can you do if you cry alone?"

"..."

Sakuragawa still didn't speak.

One party was completely angry: "Speak up, you!"

"...My feet are numb."

Yingchuan whimpered and answered in a low voice. It sounded like he was about to cry again, "I can't stand up anymore, Fang."

One party: "..."

He reached out and pulled the man up.

Ying Chuan's feet were so numb that he couldn't even stand still. He was about to fall on one side, and the other side had the foresight to reflex.

You have to carefully control the strength of your reflexes so that this guy won't cry again.

"...Why are you here?"

Swinging his feet, Ying Chuan finally regained his composure, looked around, and asked one side at the same time.

One side looked at the wrong place where her eyes fell: "Don't look, I didn't buy food this time."

It should be said that there is no time to buy it.

"……Oh."

Sakuragawa was clearly disappointed.

I was at the cafe with Dazai-san just now, and we were going to have curry rice together after we made an appointment, but she ran out first.

The disappointment was so obvious, one party thought of her straightforward eyes, and was so angry for a moment that he felt like laughing.

One party; "Are you looking for meal tickets again?"

But when I opened my mouth, I found that the unhappiness had not dissipated.

One side felt that it was annoying for him to hold on to this matter, and it was even more annoying for Ying Chuan to see that I could always appear in front of him casually and confidently.

"No, I ran out because I was angry..." Sakura Chuan was not in high spirits, and it was very different from the previous meeting. It opened and closed because of the constant talking, bringing out a series of clear laughter, bouncing around without worry at all.

So one party did not follow the question.

Nor did I continue to let go of my original negative emotions.

"Then are you going to eat or not?"

"...Huh?" Sakura Chuan was stunned for a moment, "Can I eat it?"

Wasn't one party quite angry last time?

One party twitched the corner of his mouth and turned around first: "I like to eat or not."

A quarter of an hour later, the two sat in a restaurant.

Sakuragawa: "...This situation seems familiar?"

On the one hand, he didn't change his face: "If you talk more, I will pay for it later."

Sakuragawa quickly drools himself.

The action was too hasty, one side looked very strange: "What are you doing?"

"...I drink more water, it's easier to feel full."

Sakura Chuan said confidently and presciently, "If I make you angry in the middle of eating, don't worry about not being full."

You can run out with confidence!

One side: "...tsk."

He frowned, his eyes were also condensed, and he just looked at Ying Chuan who said this to me. He should have scolded her "I'm so stupid", or reprimanded her for having such an annoying attitude. idea.But for some reason, seeing the girl unknowingly saying what she thought was natural and perfectly normal, Accelerator suddenly felt a strange sadness.

very disgusting.

You shouldn't be touched by such insignificant things. What he has done is a joke compared to this kind of thing. As a villain, he will feel sad for the suffering of others, which is simply disgusting.

"...I won't chase you away."

"Eh?"

Sakuragawa looked over in astonishment, and could only see one side's face. He turned his head to face out of the window, half of his face was shrouded in irregular light from the vehicles passing through the street from time to time.

"I won't let you pay either."

One side continued.

"...Even if you accidentally make me angry, I will forgive you for the time being."

"..."

Sakuragawa looked at him silently and carefully, wondering if Accelerator had been transferred by someone—or did he have a reaction to the virus like Mr. Nakahara?

But one party frowned in disgust in the next second, and a shallow line gathered between the brows: "What are you looking at?"

Sakuragawa: "No..."

really.

It is still the party in the normal state in the impression.

It is undeniable that Sakuragawa still understands the meaning of the promise made by one party just now.

So she also made her own emotional expression accordingly——

"I'm going to put one party in third place!"

Sakuragawa said so lightly and cheerfully.

One party has turned his gaze at this moment, caught a glimpse of her expression, and relaxed his brows: "Isn't this laughable?"

How ugly to cry.

Sakura Chuan showed a bigger smile: "Hey~"

One party barely realized: "What third place?"

"Ok?"

Sakuragawa was about to say it directly, but remembering Dazai's performance, he suddenly froze again, "...it's nothing."