Seeing me staring blankly at her without speaking, Naoko was a little crazy, scratching her hair indiscriminately and yelling at me in disregard of her image: "Friend, what are you talking about! You don't speak The way you look scares me so much~!"

I pursed my lips and didn't know where to start complaining: "Can't you make a normal confession to Huang Lai, my friend?"

Naoko covered her head and knocked on the table with a broken face: "I've been thinking about this confession for a long time...I didn't expect to get this kind of result, I'm so broken I want to cry!!"

Seeing Naoko howling, I felt a little uncomfortable, so I patted her on the head comfortingly and said, "Stop howling, it's useless. Just work harder in the future, after all, I'm in the same grade as Kise. See you with your head down, and you can always find the right time to confess."

Probably stimulated by me, Naoko raised her head and wiped the tears from her eyes handsomely with the palm of her hand: "No! Winners and losers...I have already lost, but it is a glorious defeat! I and Kise-kun will be together in the future. It’s better to be an ordinary classmate.”

Knowing her virtues, I had no choice but to complain: "You should say that you are afraid of facing Kise-kun and can't muster up the courage to confess to him again, so you can say such open-minded words."

Naoko glanced at me coyly, covered her face and said shyly, "I hate it~ I can see through it or not!"

"Anyway, as long as you're happy." Seeing Naoko's well-being, I felt a little emotional. One advantage of having such a bad friend with strong psychological endurance is that you never have to go to any lengths to comfort her because of her broken love.

In the days that followed, apart from occasional episodes where Dazai committed suicide and happened to meet me, and Nakahara sent courtesy greetings from his mobile phone email from time to time, I lived a smooth life.

But not long after, the tennis club fell into the heaviest somersault in history. On the same day that Yukimura underwent surgery in the Kanto Tournament, Li Haida lost to the dark horse Aigaku in the Kanto Tournament, which surprised everyone.

Sanada's unwillingness and self-blame, Yukimura's disappointment and pain, and the dullness of everyone in the tennis club overwhelmed me.For the first time, I think failure is an unacceptable thing, but this is fate... no matter how hard and hard you work, it is worthless in front of fate.

Sitting on the rest chair and watching the hard-working crowd in the arena, recalling the last game of the competition, Sanada’s annoyance and remorse after losing, and the low sentence when I saw me in the audience pressing the field for him " We lost, Hasegawa."

"Here!" A bottle of water was handed in front of me, and I looked up at Yazhi who was standing in front of me against the light, silently took the water he handed me and took a few gulps, but couldn't suppress the astringency in my throat.Masaharu sat next to me and silently watched the sparring practice on the tennis court.

I held the bottle tightly and said regretfully, "I was at the scene..."

Masaharu, who knew what I meant, paused and turned to me: "It would be unfair to those guys from Seigaku if they used their abilities, and Sanada wouldn't like such a winning method."

Looking at the water bottle in his hand: "That's why I'm useless~ But everyone's efforts for the Kanto Competition have all been in vain."

"Isn't there still a national competition?" Yazhi comforted me pretending to be relaxed, "It's fine to win it back, and when the time comes, I will press those annoying guys from Qingxue to the ground and rub them hard!"

"Yeah, there's also the national competition." Thinking of this, I extended my hand to Masaharu in a high-five gesture, "Lihai University will definitely win the national competition!"

Yazhi raised his hand to touch my palm: "Of course!"

But the victory of the national competition has nothing to do with me. It was agreed at the beginning that I will be a temporary special assistant manager until Yukimura returns.

After Yukimura returned to the tennis club, I found him. In addition to congratulating him on his smooth discharge from the hospital, I also proposed to him to resign from the position of special assistant manager.

Yukimura hesitated but agreed anyway.Then I returned to the leisurely three-point and one-line school life. Of course, sometimes Osamu Dazai would make me furious.

But unfortunately, under the leadership of Yukimura, Li Haida missed the championship of the national competition.After that, Masaharu was depressed for a long time, and he didn't recover until he went to participate in the U-17 training camp.

Before leaving, he told me that he had applied for the Tokyo Institute of Architecture and Architecture, and I felt a little bit of joy and sourness in my heart.The happy thing is that maybe Tokyo is more suitable for him. If he continues to stay with me, he might be implicated by me at any time. The sad thing is that I don't want to part with him. He is the only relative in my heart for so many years.

Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at the pink floral kimono on my body, turned slightly to look at Naoko who was sitting on the rest chair, and asked, "How about this set?"

Naoko gave me a thumbs up: "This suit is much more suitable for you than the lake green kimono just now."

"That's good." After turning around, he looked carefully and went back to the locker room to change and then went to the counter to pay.

Naoko followed me, a little puzzled by my behavior: "Why did you suddenly think of buying a kimono today?"

After paying the bill, I picked up the gift box and glanced at Naoko and said, "Today is the spring festival, and there will be a gathering tonight."

"I know," Naoko looked at me with the expression you told me, and pointed to the kimono in my hand helplessly: "I didn't see you wearing a kimono at the Kasuga Festival before, what happened this year?"

I stopped and thought for a while, looked at Naoko seriously and answered her: "Masaharu is leaving for Tokyo in two days, I think this spring festival will always have some different memories."

Naoko had a black line: "It's just going to Tokyo to go to university. I can see you on weekends and holidays. You don't need to be so worried."

Me: "..." Am I worrying too much?

At night, I wore the pink floral kimono I wore during the day, and my hair was tied up with a hairpin. I walked on the streets of the Kasuga Festival in clogs and Masaharu in a black yukata.

The streets are full of men and women wearing kimonos wandering around, walking among them seems to have returned to the Edo period.

The Japanese-style stalls on both sides of the street were all hung with red lanterns with the word "sacrifice". I had a takoyaki in my hand and was eager to eat, and Masaharu walked beside me with a fried tempura in his hand.

When I walked to the goldfish fishing stand and looked at the leisurely goldfish in the basin, I couldn't walk. I put the last takoyaki in my mouth and grabbed Masaharu's sleeve and said to him, "Let's catch goldfish!"

Masaharu rolled up his sleeves and smiled at me like he knew how to do it: "No problem, let you see how good I am!"

After paying the money, I looked at the ten paper nets in my hand and asked him speechlessly: "We can't use so many nets, can we?"

Yazhi shook his finger at me: "You don't understand, it's called being prepared."

Me: "..." You just say that your goldfish fishing skills are poor, so it's fine!I really don't know where the previous confidence came from.

After Masaji and I challenged the goldfish in turn, only one paper net was left in his hand, Masaji smiled at me awkwardly and said: "How about we give up after using up this paper net? I'm really not here to catch goldfish." OK."

I glanced at him contemptuously: "Who told me just now that he is amazing?"

Yaji: "..."

"Boss friend, you are fishing for goldfish." Atsushi Ziyuan's voice came from behind

I stood up and turned to him to say hello: "What a coincidence, Ziyuan." Looking at the last paper net in my hand, I was a little embarrassed, "It's a pity that our goldfish fishing skills are not good, and we didn't catch any of them."

Masaharu waved at Murasakihara from beside me: "Yo~ Murasakihara."

"Yazi, you can't even catch a goldfish, it's so shameful~!" Ziyuan laughed at Masaharu mercilessly, then looked at the paper net in my hand: "Give me the paper net, I promise to give it to you." Catch a nice goldfish."

"Then I will trouble you." Knowing that Murasakihara is a good goldfish catcher, I quickly handed him the paper net, and looked at Murasakihara who went to the basin and squatted down while Masaharu shrugged helplessly.

Ziyuan stared at the water surface seriously for a while, and after confirming the target, he quickly stretched the net into the water and fished a goldfish into the small bowl in his hand, and handed it to the merchant to let him put the goldfish in it.

He took the bag containing the goldfish from Ziyuan, put it in front of his eyes and poked him with his hand to thank him: "Thank you Ziyuan, how about I treat you to fried fish balls?"

Zi Yuan looked at the stall of fried fish balls not far away, his eyes were a little bright: "Okay!"

I went to the stall and ordered three fried fish balls, but when I turned around to leave, I was bumped on the shoulder by a man in a black suit who was walking in a hurry. Step forward.

【While he is on the order, I must kill that gangster Osamu Dazai this time! 】This is the voice I heard when he bumped into me. After a little thought about activating the ability on him, the man in the suit suddenly stopped and stopped in place

Looking at Murasakihara who was eating fried fish balls, he used his ability to control him, changed his memory and gave him an order to leave the area.

After paying the bill, Masaharu looked at Ziyuan sluggishly walking forward and called him, "Purorahara..."

"Don't call him," I interrupted Masaharu, looking at his puzzled face, "it's because of me."

Yazhi instantly understood what I meant, and asked me with a serious face, "What happened?"

"It's not a big deal." After a pause, he looked at Masaharu with some embarrassment. He clearly agreed to have a different spring festival, but I wanted to abandon Masaharu because of a voice that was not very credible. Gotta do something."

Masaharu was stunned for a moment, reached out and patted my shoulder with a sense of righteousness and said, "Go~ I can do it by myself from now on."

I felt a little uncomfortable, and looked towards the place where I was enjoying the fireworks in the distance: "I want to eat apple candy while watching the fireworks with you when I come back."

Masaharu put down his hand on my shoulder and gave me an OK gesture: "No problem, I will prepare apple candy."

I smiled at Masaji, then turned around and walked over to the man in the suit I was controlling, and grabbed his wrist to read his memory.

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