[Volleyball] Please, please give me a mole with tears and bright eyes!

Even though it was already summer, the rain still kept falling.

It is estimated that the volleyball club will probably take the school bus back directly after the summary meeting in this weather, and Kong Wenlu can't delay Sugawara, so he had to send a text message first to think about it, and then call to comfort him.

Zhai Lu took out the folding umbrella that he had prepared early in the morning from his shoulder bag, opened a piece of blue-green tones and walked into the rain.

"Midori—wait a minute—" came a clear and clear male voice that was so familiar behind him.

Kong Wenlu looked back in surprise, and saw Sugawara, who was wearing a black sportswear from the volleyball team, running over and took her umbrella. "Let's go back together~" He smiled lightly.

"Where is the team?" Zhai Lu was still surprised.

"Hmm~ After the meeting, the supervisor, Teacher Xiaowu, and I asked for leave, saying that we would send you back home. You came here to watch our game, right? Thank you very much~"

"You're welcome..." After all, Kong Wenlu didn't know how to start the words of comfort, Kong Wenlu looked sideways at Sugawara, and the other party noticed it and smiled——

Seeing her brain twitch, she patted Sugawara on the back: "Don't force yourself to laugh."

"..." Takashi Sugawara tightened his fingers on the handle of the umbrella, and remained silent. Perhaps it was because of the steam from the rain that the lock of hair on the top of his head also came down obediently.

For a moment, it was so quiet that there were only the sound of footsteps in pairs, accompanied by the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella surface.

Let people's distracting thoughts settle down, inexplicably reassuring.

When I got to the station, I closed my umbrella.

Sugawara said again: "Thank you." It was a little less cloudy and more solemn.

"Hmm..." Kong Wenlu took the umbrella, answered, thought for a while, and then started talking again. She held up her umbrella and asked Sugawara, "Do you know what color it is?"

"...blue-green?" Sugawara looked at this pure-color folding umbrella.

"That's right, but in Chinese there's a name called 'peacock green'." The last word was specially spoken in Chinese.

"kong—que—lv—" Sugawara slowly repeated, "Ah! It's only one pronunciation away from your name."

Zhai Lu Miyan: "Yes~ and it is also a very beautiful color of porcelain glaze, so I regard it as my lucky color."

Sugawara thought the color was too familiar. He looked down at the color of the decorative stripes on his volleyball shoes, then at Kong Wenlu, and understood.This special kindness warms my heart.

Zhai Lu scratched his cheek a little embarrassed.

Just at this time, the bus to Karasuno came, and the two got on the empty bus and sat in the last row.

"Thank you for the gift. I wore it to play today. Although the result was not very good." Sugawara felt that a lot of the burden had been lifted from his heart, and there was still a cloud of defeat to Aoba Castle West above his head, but he was finally able to talk about it.

Passing by the stadium and the street scene outside the car window, Kong Wenlu hummed softly, knowing that at this moment a good listener is enough to comfort the teenagers around him.

"In the tug-of-war in the second round, Qingcheng gradually grasped the opportunity to exchange blocking positions with Yuedao, and more and more smashes broke through from me..." Sugawara slowly clenched his hands on his knees Tight, the balloon that was about to be burst slowly came to his heart: "Play in the best condition, even though at that time I realized that I would be replaced soon..." Running back and forth on the court, being caught Situation clenched his neck and panted like a cry: I want to stay here longer and fight with my companions!No matter how many times I want to hold the ball with my hands!However..."The referee whistled, and when I was replaced, I was thinking...ah, it's my own lack of ability..."

When the bus arrived at the station and opened the door, the people on the platform did not come up, so the door closed and drove to the next station.

The rain on the car windows was getting heavier.

"The fast break with Hinata is also... he can't use his full strength at all... I fully understand, my own weakness... Kageyama, who cowardly hopes for genius, will still think... If I work harder...be stronger... ...Will it be more helpful to everyone...it's not the result...I want to cry...as if I'm not reconciled..." Intermittently, there was a choked up voice filled with suppressed sobs.

Then, in the unclear vision, a white and slender hand raised his right fist, gently opened the fingers, and put a tissue.

"It's okay if you don't have to be so strong." The female voice with a falling tone is strangely relaxing.Kong Wenlu looked at the glint in Sugawara's eyes, and secretly sighed that the responsible archangel took the failure to himself again, "I can cry on your shoulder."

Takashi Sugawara stared at her blankly, as if shocked by her masculine words, he blinked for a while, tears rolled down, but he finally let go of the harshness in his heart, and there was a bit of brisk helplessness in his tears He smiled: "That's too shameful, I'm a boy—"

The mood calmed down, grunting—the stomach just protested the excessive consumption and lack of energy, Sugawara and Kong Wenlu, who were wiping tears, looked at each other——

Puchi, both of them laughed.

"I'm sorry..." Sugawara covered his face, and now he was really crying and blushing.

Zhai Lu buried her head, and started to take out her shoulder bag again: "Beef jerky, here, chocolate, here. Um... There are delicious sticks and tangerine peel candies. Let's have a little cushion before eating." Her grandma sent her snacks again Yes, I grabbed a handful in the morning and it really worked out.

Sugawara took it with his hands full: "Enough is enough—Midori, you are like Doraemon's dimensional pocket."

Zhai Lu tilted his head, and took out the comic book and magazines from his bag as if showing off his skills: "There is also a new issue that I saw while running around the gym in the morning! Dimensional Pocket is the best!"

Looking at Takumi, who was as happy as a child when he brought up the topic of Two-dimensional, Sugawara couldn't help laughing, put the snacks in his pocket, and freed his hands to rub her hair.

Sure enough, his face turned red and he stopped talking.

The tear mole was a little bit brighter because of the owner's light rain, and Sugawara ate his snacks with a smile.

The dark chocolate lingers in the mouth, the rain outside the window is swaying, and the car has its own tranquility.

It is useless to use the same move twice!

Takumi, who was constantly suggesting calmness and shyness to fight against himself, finally calmed down, and then a certain proposition was associated with Sugawara's words.

"You... you always pretend to be a mortal." Before that, Kageyama was mentioned as a genius.

"Hmm." Sugawara responded, looking at Takumi...unpacking the magazine?

"But... I've heard this kind of saying, 'Effort is also a kind of talent'..." Kong Wenlu flipped through the magazine, and she remembered that this week's serialization was indeed... ah!Have! "I can only use examples from the fields I am familiar with. Look at this, the drawing is very general, right?"

Takashi Sugawara took a closer look, the dinosaur on the page pointed by Kong Wenlu?For this national juvenile manga magazine, the drawing skills are really ordinary.

"And the author would suspend the publication for no reason at all... But! Mr. FJ, who is not passive and sabotage, can actually draw very well when he is serious, and the plot arrangement is also at the level of a master. He is called a ghost...by comparison." Zhai Lvju From the gorgeous cover of the booklet of "AllYouNeedIsKill", "The academic Mr. Xiaohuotian has first-class painting skills, and the plots written by himself are not recognized. Now we are taking the road of cooperating with script authors, with a hardworking attitude. I often think, this kind of It’s the so-called comparison between a genius and a mortal.”

Zhai Midori put away the book and looked at Sugawara with a smile, "It's hard to say which of the two of them is higher and who is lower. Mr. Ohuda and the script author have also collaborated to create very classic works. Generally speaking, I appreciate the hardworking mortal Mr. Ohuda Well. To move forward step by step and in your own way, it is often such an example that inspires people, isn't it? If you are a mortal, then I will be your number one supporter...you can not be ashamed of your own weakness Blame yourself, but take pride in your efforts?"

Takashi Sugawara took a deep look at Kong Wenlu, his nose turned sore again, moved, joyful, and the feeling that there is always someone who supports you unconditionally, do you want to cry too...

So Kong Wenlu, who was waiting for Sugawara's answer, received a gentle "Okay" from him, plus a third pat on the head.

Kong Wenlu, who had absolutely no immunity against the archangel, was KO'd again and crashed.

After restarting the machine, I heard people around her ask her: "Midori, remember the last time...on the playground, I said that I have something to tell you after the county qualifiers?"

"What?" Zake Midori turned to look at Sugawara, with the heat still on his face: "Remember, is there anything important to discuss?"

"..." Sugawara took a deep breath, his heart was beating wildly, and he forced himself to look directly at the girl in front of him. She was expressionless and cold, and always opened her bright eyes when she stared at people, reminiscent of Wild animal cub.She couldn't wait for the ignorant she to take the initiative, and a man should readily implement what he has decided.

Sugawara heard something wrong with his own voice: "Next time...Although it's embarrassing, if I cry again, maybe I will really ask you to borrow my shoulders. On the premise of dating...Midori, are you willing to give me this chance? "

The juvenile's amber eyes were astonishingly bright, gentle and solemn, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice: "I like you, can we date?"

The rain has stopped, there is a prelude to the sun in the air, and the accompaniment of the transport vehicles will not let people miss these words.

The girl who understood the meaning slowly widened her pure black eyes, "... ah... it means... nest, nest..."

Kong Wenlu was so flustered that she started to speak Chinese and lost her voice...Finally... She lowered her head, covered her red face with her hands, and said inaudibly "Okay" "Weakly came.

Sugawara's stunned hair was jumping for joy, showing a brilliant and silly smile, and just about to speak, the red-faced girl raised her head and still covered her cheeks, only showing her eyes and looking directly at him: "I also... like you..."

The bright red bomb straight ball was thrown at Sugawara, so he also became red.

Arriving at the station in Karasunocho, the driver looked at the young couple holding hands and sighed at the sky: "Youth——"

The sun pierced through the clouds, and it was a fine day.