It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

The Ice Emperor's cultural festival is usually held in early November, but this year it has been delayed until the middle and late ten days due to various reasons.

When Shimizu Hongye came to the school, she saw those figures who were busy preparing for this cultural festival, she put down her uniform bag and joined them.

Japanese schools are particularly open and supportive of this aspect, and there is Keigo Atobe at the Student Association. After class this afternoon, classes will be temporarily suspended for the next two days to prepare for the finale of this year’s cultural festival. arrangement and preparation.

At first, Shimizu Hongye felt strange, she felt that according to Keigo Atobe's personality, it was very possible to find a professional to do this kind of thing, but he didn't.

Later, when she saw the excited children around her, she immediately understood why the other party made such a choice.

Sometimes it is more fulfilling to do it yourself than to leave it to others to take full responsibility.

Shimizu Hongye imitated the movements of her classmates and cut some decorative flowers with colored paper. It was the first time she did this kind of thing, so the movements looked a little clumsy.

This actually made everyone in the classroom who thought she was omnipotent discover a new continent, and seemed to have gained some unexpected little surprises.

It's just that this kind of surprise didn't last too long. After trying two or three times, she was able to cut out beautiful patterns with ease.

They felt a little bit of a pity, and they had to say again that Qingshui Hongye was perfect.

Shinobu Yushi packed the things needed in the class and took them back to the classroom. He happened to see this scene. After putting the boxes away, he walked over and looked around at everyone who was busy working again, and said with a smile: "Shimizu It's really popular."

"It can't compare to Atobe-kun and Ninzu-kun."

She put the flower papers she had just cut into the cardboard box next to her, and while responding, she also made fun of Ninzu Yuuji and Atobe Keigo, and the clever counterattack made the person touch the tip of her nose silently: "You It's really eloquent."

"Or would you like to try something else?"

Thinking of Shimizu Koyo's one-on-one fight in the Kyudo Club, and the way he dealt with those monsters that night, Ninzu Yuuji shook his head decisively: "Let's forget it!... This is pretty good."

She responded with a gentle smile, which looked extraordinarily dazzling under the warm afternoon sun.

The preparation of the cultural festival is a long process, but generally speaking, the time for school to end in the afternoon is earlier than the usual club training.

Shimizu Hongye walked out of the school with her schoolbag in her hand, and unexpectedly saw Abe Seimei and Minamoto Hiroya standing on the side of the road. The two also saw her and greeted her one after another.

"Good afternoon, Hongye."

Compared with Abe Seimei, who is wearing a mid-length brown woolen coat and a black wool bottoming shirt, which looks casual and simple, Yuan Boya is wearing a very popular hip-hop style, red and black The hoodie also had two silver chains hanging on the loose trousers, which were very eye-catching.

"Are you surprised to see us?"

"No."

Seeing Yuan Boya's suddenly disappointed expression, she bent her lips in a good mood: "Why are you here?"

"Bo Ya said that I haven't seen you for a long time, so I brought him here and picked Jiro back by the way." Abe Seimei replied.

Yuan Boya took the words in a low voice beside him, and exposed this half-truth and half-false lie: "Obviously you said that you wanted to come to see Hongye."

The two of them glanced at him indifferently, and the fashionable god immediately shut up knowingly.

Abe Seimei's gentle eyes fell on the scarf around Shimizu Hongye's neck, and her smile never faded: "It suits you very well, Hongye."

"is it?"

She tilted her head slightly, and a strand of hair jumped out from the scarf, adding a bit of playfulness to the original gentleness: "I think it's quite ordinary."

"Yes, yes, the girl is really a cuter color, right? I saw a cherry blossom color before, and the fluffy one looks very warm. I will buy it for you later!"

"No."

Shimizu Hongye rejected Yuan Boya's proposal without even thinking about it. She closed the upper layer with her fingers and buried the lower half of her face in it: "I think this one is pretty good."

"what the hell--"

Yuan Boya pursed her lips, feeling the other party's dislike for her, and stared dissatisfiedly at Abe Seimei, who was "laughing" at herself, and complained: "You two know how to bully me!"

"Well, you are easy to bully."

Shimizu Hongye and Abe Seimei reached an agreement on this aspect, and once again received the sight of disgust and resentment from Yuan Boya, but neither of them cared.

They stood and chatted at the door for a while, and not long after, Akutagawa Jiro came out accompanied by Mukahidake and Shishido Ryo, and his eyes lit up when he saw the three people standing not far away.

"Hongye, Brother Chu—!"

The young man left his companions and ran over quickly. After standing still, he nodded to Yuan Boya and called obediently: "Mr. Boya."

"I told you to call me Brother Boya!" Yuan Boya raised his hand and rubbed his head vigorously: "I'm only three years older than Qingming! This makes me completely old." !"

People over 1000 years old suddenly began to care about their age, which is not even a fraction. Akutagawa Jirou subconsciously glanced in the direction of his nominal cousin, and when he saw the other party nodding in his direction, he called out again: "Brother Boya .”

Only then did Yuan Boya calm down.

Hinata Taketo and Shishido Ryo also followed at this time, and after greeting Shimizu Koba and Abe Seimei, they were introduced to this man whom they met for the first time.

Yuan Boya, the name sounded familiar to them, but they couldn't remember where they heard it, so they didn't pay too much attention to it: "Then Cilang, we'll leave it to you, Mochizuki-senior."

"Well, sorry to bother you."

Abe Seimei thanked them, watched them leave with Akutagawa Jiro, and then said to Shimizu Koyo next to him: "Let's go together."

Shimizu Hongye didn't refuse, nodded and followed them. The next second, his hand was held in the palm of a warm hand. He raised his head and looked at the young man with a downturned face. The golden eyes, which were even more dazzling from the sun above their heads, struggled back.

"Your hands are cold."

He smiled and said, "I'll go to the commercial street for dinner later, and buy a pair of gloves by the way."

"Anything to eat?"

As soon as eating was mentioned, Akutagawa Jirou became excited, and started to talk about the delicious food in the nearby streets that he heard from his classmates recently, and when he talked about it, others couldn't get in his mouth at all.

Shimizu Hongye also had no chance to refuse, and could only let Abe Seimei lead her along the way.

She was a little half a step behind, her eyes lowered, and she landed on the hands of the two people.

Abe Seimei's hands are much bigger than hers. After all, it is the difference between men and women. In addition, this body is still in the posture of a girl, and the age gap is also somewhat obvious.

This kind of scene made her feel a little dazed, and her originally resistive movements softened, and she even shook her hand unconsciously.

Such a response made Abe Seimei's eyes flash with joy, and he held her hand a little harder, but controlled it so as not to hurt the seemingly slender hand.

Akutagawa Jirou's eyes moved forward, as if he was looking forward to eating delicious food early, only Yuan Hiroya glanced at the hands of the two holding hands from time to time, feeling as if he had eaten a whole lemon at this time.

Sour as hell.

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Although Seimei Abe said earlier that she bought gloves by the way, the first thing they did when they arrived at the commercial street was to buy them for her.

A group of people strolled around the clothing store and jewelry store. They bought gloves and bought a lot of extra things.

Clothes, shoes, accessories...

One person bought a little, but after finishing it, several people had several shopping bags in their hands.

Shimizu Hongye was relatively relaxed, and even threw the uniform bag to Abe Seimei to carry it, and looked down at the pair of plush gloves that were just bought in the same color as the scarf in his hand.

The gloves are made of rabbit fur, they look very warm, and they feel very good, they fit the skin softly...

She took it off after looking at it, folded it together, and put it in the bag that contained the hat.

Akutagawa Jiro poked his head over from the side: "Momiji, why did you take it off?"

"Not yet."

She thought about it for a while, and then her hand was held up again. Abe Seimei didn't say much, but just said softly, "Let's go".

Of course Akutagawa Jiro applauded.

Yuan Boya folded his arms and let out a "tsk" sound unhappily: "Can't you two pay attention to the influence?"

"influences?"

Shimizu Hongye turned her head and winked at him: "Are you joking, Boya?"

"what……"

Talking about influence with these two people, the stupid person seems to be himself.

Having come to such a conclusion in his heart, Yuan Boya can only pout his mouth, but it is impossible to really remind you what the relationship between the two of you is.

Asking such a question at this time is not an assist, but may push Shimizu Hongye away from Abe Seimei.

Although he still wants to see his friends chasing their wives to the crematorium in his heart, some immoral things cannot be done. On the one hand, they are good friends, and on the other hand...he really doesn't want to be caught by Abe Seimei. Put it on the record.

Minamoto Hiroya, who has been friends with him since the Heian era, knows his character quite well, so he knows that if he has a red line, he must not touch it.

He pulled Akutagawa Jirou and walked forward. He didn't know if he deliberately left space for the two of them, but Shimizu Koyo and Abe Seimei did walk behind them together.

Seeing that the two people in front were in a good relationship, Shimizu Koye touched his chin: "Bo Ya and Akutagawa-kun...the two of them are like same-sex attraction to some extent?"

"Same-sex attraction?"

It was the first time for Abe Seimei to think about this kind of thing. Following her gaze, his eyes narrowed, and he laughed twice: "It really feels like this."

"Right?"

She smiled and turned her body to that side, her shoulders touched Abe Seimei's.

Both of them saw their own reflections in each other's eyes, and they spoke almost at the same time: "I said..."

"You go ahead." Shimizu Hongye was stunned for a moment, and then looked away after a while.

She just noticed that the two people were still holding hands and wanted to let go. She tried to pull them out, but they were held tightly.

"Then I did."

Abe Seimei stared at her, and sighed softly after a long time: "Think about what I said before..."

"Before?"

Qingshui Hongye was at a loss for a moment: "What's the matter?"

Yuan Hiroya, who had been paying attention to the movement behind him, laughed unconscionably, Akutagawa Jirou tugged at him and shook his head.

Seeing Abe Seimei's helpless eyes, Shimizu Hongye finally reacted, holding her breath inexplicably.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

She turned her head away, but a chuckle came from his ear.

"Feel sorry."

Abe Seimei guessed something, and after laughing, his expression became serious: "I should put it another way."

Shimizu Hongye snorted softly, turned her head back after a long time, and met those eyes again: "What do you say?"

He lowered his head and whispered a waka in the girl's ear.

The author has something to say:

The trendy boy Boya felt like he had eaten a lemon, and he had a very bright light bulb on his head.

Handing waka to each other is one of the ways for men and women to convey feelings in the Heian era, but I haven't found a suitable one for the time being x

Giving a scarf means to entangle the other party, and the English for gloves is glove, which is givemelove/givemylove. (Speaking is a wink)

I feel like the sugar level is a bit high today...

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