[Sports] He's a little weird

Hasekura Yuki realized that she had become a little weird recently.

In her heart, she still felt that Nioh Masaharu was so handsome, even if his silver hair was blown into a nest of hay, she still believed that it must be the most beautiful bird's nest in the world.

Nioh Masaharu only frowned slightly during class, and she also subconsciously worried that he was not feeling well.

If Masaharu Nio didn't take notes in class but was distracted, she couldn't help wondering if he was in any trouble.

Even after three years, Yukie didn't lose interest in things like this. On the contrary, it became more and more intense because of the shortened distance after becoming the next table.

It's like a seed falling into the soil and quickly taking root and sprouting, frantically spreading the root system to every inch of the soil, and firmly clinging to it.

If it wasn't for her being so tired every day because of her work that she climbed to bed and went to sleep, and she didn't have any more time to spend on Nioh, Xue Hui was really afraid that she would eventually be tempted by the closer and closer distance, and couldn't help it. Break through the cordon you set up, and touch Masaharu Nioh's private world.

In the past, she couldn't catch anything at all, so her persistence couldn't reach Niwang's clothes.

Now she is getting closer and closer to him, from only seeing his back, to being able to sit side by side with him, to being able to feel the fresh smell of shower gel on his body.

The more within reach, the more unable to restrain the wanton growth of the dark greed in one's heart.

People are too idle and think too much, and accidents are easy to happen.

Shekura Yukie knows her mood, and even more how her brain circuits are working, but she can't do it by herself to strangle the emotion that shouldn't grow wildly in the cradle.

If there were no basketball to distract her, maybe, now she would become a crazy person she didn't know.

Although the motivation for joining the club is so impure, Xuee now really thanks from the bottom of her heart for finally choosing to join the women's basketball team, in all senses.

The bell rang for the last class in the morning, announcing the start of the lunch break.Kazami had just asked Yukie to go to the atrium for lunch when she heard a familiar voice coming from the direction of the back door of the classroom.

"Kazemi-san! Hasekura-san! Do you want to have lunch together!" Kawasaki Nanami, the shortest cute girl in the women's basketball team, stood at the back door, dancing hard as if trying to put herself in their sight Twice, like a lively little white rabbit.

"Okay~ I'm talking about going to the atrium to eat lunch, let's go together?" Kazami said, with an easy-going personality and a love for laughing, she is also very popular in the class.

Now that Kazami had spoken, Yukie naturally had no reason to refuse, and nodded accordingly.Qihai's overly cheerful attitude is completely opposite to Zilaishu's at position, but because Qihai is very cute both in appearance and personality, Xuee doesn't particularly reject her approach, but it's just that she doesn't understand it.

When she was in the Middle School, Xuehui used to go to the cafeteria for lunch most of the time, and seldom ate bento, so she still had a little difficulty adapting to this kind of thing where a few little girls got together to have a discussion while eating.

"Did Kazami-san and Hasekura-san play basketball before?" Nanami asked.

Kazami Jian Yukie didn't intend to speak first, and replied first: "Because I have been tall since I was a child, I was often called to get heads, so I just played basketball intermittently. If I count it seriously, it should have started in elementary school."

"I played with my brother in elementary school, but I never fought in junior high school." Xuehui said.

Kazami Rinka held her chin and looked at Qihai: "Kawasaki-san likes to play basketball very much. I saw you practicing in the basketball hall after school yesterday."

Qihai blushed and hurriedly waved her hands: "No... ah, yes! I like basketball very much! I also accidentally forgot the time yesterday - but speaking of yesterday, I encountered a very scary thing! "

Miss Sky Tree leaned over with great interest. Although Xue Hui's face remained unchanged, she also cast her eyes on Nanami.

"Didn't I stay until eight o'clock yesterday? It was dark when I left the basketball court. As I was walking, I heard someone crying. It was a very high-pitched cry that sounded very sad. "Qi Hai told ghost stories one after the other, regardless of whether the content was scary or not, but the formation was perfectly arranged.

This kind of beginning is too familiar, is it Hanako from the toilet?

Xue Hui complained silently, it might be better to say that she was desperately trying to make herself think about irrelevant things in order not to be afraid.

Her understanding of ghost stories is still limited to the top ten unbelievable campuses that are widely spread on the forum, and she does not watch horror movies. As for the haunted house in the amusement park, she has never stepped into it in her life.

"In the end, I went over to have a look, and found that it was the live room of the tennis club. The lights came on all of a sudden, but there was no one in there!" Developing and changing, making gestures and gestures, and being very emotional, "I thought, there must be someone standing in a corner of the room, but after I took a second look, I saw a pair of green eyes glowing in the gap between the curtains, and then That person's face was so pale that it frightened people to death, and the crying kept going, and then I was so scared that I ran away."

"I was going to climb over the wall to leave, but I was really scared and stunned. I ran out the main entrance and was scolded by the security for a long time." Qihai said, took a deep breath, and looked shocked.

No... This ghost story is not scientific at all.

Very old fashioned setup.

It's not scary at all, hahaha...

Xue'e worked hard to do psychological work for herself, but knowing it intellectually and accepting it emotionally are completely different things, and Xue'e still felt a little creepy.

After all, the scary thing is not that there are ghosts, but that people you know have seen ghosts with their own eyes.

Xue Hui's already very divergent imagination as a painter coupled with Qi Hai's vivid description of ghost stories, this chemical reaction is very scary.

Kazami held back a smile and patted Yukie's shoulder lightly, and Yukie's body trembled imperceptibly.Qihai, who was rough and far away, didn't find anything wrong with her, but Kazami was holding back her laughter until her stomach ached.

"Ahem." Yukie cleared her throat, and said to Qihai, "It's not safe to stay too late at night and go home alone, Kawasaki-san, please be careful."

Xuehui's tone was so serious that it was impossible to imagine that she was still terrified because of her divergent imagination about ghost stories the last second.

If nothing else happened, Xuehui would never leave school too late, but when she saw that the English teacher who had just come to practice and was bullied by the seniors was given a deadline to correct a considerable number of test papers, Xuehui softened her heart.

Today, because the men's basketball team had an exchange practice match to occupy the field, the women's basketball team took a short vacation by the way. Xuehui originally only planned to go to the office to hand in the documents and then go home to rest.

Alas... blame her for being naive.

The teacher gave her the answers to the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions, and Xue'e graded the paper according to the answers.The third grade was originally a key grade for preparing for the entrance examination, so there were only a lot of in-class tests and practice papers.Even Yukie and the teacher were fairly fast, but it was already past six o'clock when they finished correcting.

It was not too late, and the sunset glow in the sky was not gone yet, Xuehui was planning to take advantage of this time to leave quickly, after all, the ghost story that Qihai told her at noon left her with a lot of psychological shadow area.

Yukie thought that since she joined the basketball club, she no longer had time to go to the tennis club Stoka, and out of nostalgia, she walked towards the tennis club.

There must be no one at this time.

Even though she knew this, she couldn't help but want to go over and have a look.Even if you can't see people, you can see what kind of environment he trains in every day, can't you?

School ended at about 05:30, and the school was surprisingly quiet.Because she was a loyal member of the Homecoming Club before, Yukie had never left school so late.

Listening to her own footsteps, Xue Hui felt her heartbeat also speed up.If it weren't for the occasional sound of cars passing by outside the school, Xuehui felt that she was not alone in this world, and she thought she might not have the courage to go to the tennis club.

"Woooooo-"

She didn't know what sound was whistling, and the unobvious sound penetrated into her ears, making it impossible for her not to associate it with what Qihai said.

Maybe it's an auditory hallucination?

Xue Hui hesitated, she wanted to give up, but the tennis club was right ahead.

At this moment, a cold object pressed against her cheek without warning.

"Ah—" Xuehui cried out subconsciously, but someone covered her mouth in the next second.

It's over, what the hell is this?

"Don't call, it's me."

The deep voice and the unique accent mixed with local dialects reveal the identity of the speaker.

Happiness came so suddenly, Xue E felt that she was about to forget how to breathe.

When Nioh Masaharu let go of her hand, Xuee couldn't help screaming again, and then successfully got Nioh to cover her mouth again.

Plan pass!

Feeling the scorching temperature of the opponent's palm and the faint smell of sweat in his nose, Hasekura Yusue was so happy that he was about to ascend to heaven.

"If you are like this, others will think that there are perverts in our school. I don't want to be arrested by the security guards and sent to ideological education." Masaharu Nioh said helplessly, "You really don't want to scream."

Although Nio covered his mouth from behind, he still kept a safe distance from her, without close body contact.This made Xue Hui feel very sorry.

Well, she shouldn't expect too much, this is already a big bonus.

"It's so late, and classmate Nioh is still here. Could it be that he stayed here to scare people?" When Nioh let go, Xue Hui asked again with a cold face.

of course not.

Xue Hui gave the answer by herself when she saw the sportswear that Niwang hadn't changed.

"Of course not, but seeing Hasekura sneaking into our tennis club, I thought of scaring you." Nioh smiled, threw up the juice can in his hand, and caught it neatly. "What about you in that warehouse?"

Yukie struggled to suppress the heart that was already opening champagne to celebrate, but her brain seemed to be unaffected at all, running fast, and found a reason that seemed to be explainable.

"I heard from my teammates that the tennis club has been haunted recently, so I stopped by to have a look, and I'm going to refute the rumors with her tomorrow."

"Haunted?" The silver-haired fraudster looked very interested.

Xuehui recounted to Nioh the personal experience Qihai told her in a poignant tone with a blank face, but in exchange for Nioh Masaharu's ruthless ridicule.

"Does anyone still believe such a mentally handicapped ghost story hahahahahaha!"

You'll embarrass her by laughing like this, okay?

Xue Hui said: "Actually, I think so too."

"I left late a few days ago because I stayed to clean up, but it wasn't me yesterday, and I wasn't stupid enough to leave until eight o'clock." Niwang smiled, "Maybe your friend really met What a ghost."

Xue Hui was silent for three seconds.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The girl's scream resounded through the sky attached to Lihai University, startling a flock of birds.