Don't you guys dislike me?

Yuichi asked in confusion.

"Of course not. I was just filling in for my friend for an afternoon."

Youyi raised his eyebrows and stopped asking questions. The reason he asked the question just now was that the appearance of Tachibana Haruna was too unexpected for him.

He handed the pork to Tachibana Haruna, who took it with a smile.

"700 yen, thank you."

Her voice was standard and formulaic but her smile was somewhat gloating.

"Why is it so expensive?"

"Youichi, they were on sale the last time you bought it."

The older saleswoman kindly reminded.

"That's it."

Youyi was ready to take the pork back, as his tight living expenses did not allow him to do as he pleased.

But just as he reached out his hand, Tachibana Haruna pushed it down, and she smiled and said:

"How about you, Yuichi, as long as you stay with me for a while, I'll give you this box of pork for free?"

“…Not very good.”

Youyi hesitated, there is still a chance!

"It only takes five minutes. Just spend five minutes with me. It's a good deal."

There was a pleading look in Tachibana Haruna's beautiful eyes, but of course this did not move Youichi. What really made him stop was getting a box of pork for free. He really wanted to try it again.

"alright."

Yuichi nodded slowly.

"Then wait here for a moment."

After receiving the answer, Tachibana Haruna immediately smiled happily, her beautiful emerald green eyes slightly curved, like a crescent lake, filled with her joy, as if something great had happened.

Soon, when Tachibana Haruna came out of the staff lounge, she had changed into casual clothes, a simple shirt and a gentle long skirt as always, but with the embellishment of her sweet and beautiful face, all this ordinariness became uniquely beautiful.

The white ankles were exposed under the light dance skirt. She walked lightly to Yuichi's side, then put her hands behind her back, leaned forward to look at Yuichi, and smiled softly:

"Awaited."

Although she is already an adult in society, she is like a carefree child in front of Yuichi, which makes her gentle temperament more playful and cute...

"will not."

Yuichi shook his head, no longer immersed in her smile.

The person who was on shift change quickly took over from Tachibana Haruna and thanked her repeatedly. Yuichi didn't listen to the details of what was said. He just needed to know that this was not specially arranged by Tachibana Haruna.

…………

Yuichi looked at Tachibana Haruna beside him and finally realized that when she said she wanted to stay with him for five minutes, she meant she wanted him to go home with her?

She didn't rush to get close to Yuichi like she did the first time, but enjoyed the less than five minutes of companionship between the two of them. It was a little sad... but also very precious. For her, this was the only contact she had with Yuichi throughout the whole day...

Tachibana Haruna carefully felt the air, wind and beautiful sunset when Yuichi was around, and then quietly glanced at the silent boy beside her, lowered her eyes, and lost herself in reminiscence.

…………

When he got home, Yuichi was not welcomed home by his asshole sister. He had gotten used to it and she was probably hiding in her room working again.

In the kitchen, this time Youichi chopped the pork into small pieces, and the fried hamburger meat did not fall apart. This is a good thing ~ he has taken another step towards independent living.

…………

After clearing away the dishes, Kasumigaoka Utaha also went to Tachibana Haruna's house for dinner. Because the hamburger meat was cooked well today, he ate an extra bowl of rice to celebrate, and his stomach felt a little bloated.

So Yuichi decided to take a walk after dinner after a long absence.

…………

The earth, without the scorching sun, has slowly cooled down, and the lanes in the residential area are still dark and quiet. Occasionally, a few drunk office workers lean against telephone poles and enjoy a moment of tranquility. Only when they are drunk can they stop worrying about the pressure of family and work and hide there to steal a breath.

All the way to the Meguro River, the scattered blooming late cherry blossoms added a sense of desolate beauty to the bustling riverside.

A blonde girl leaned quietly against the stone railing. The leisurely flowing river brought up the gentle evening breeze, lifting her beautiful blonde hair. The cherry-pink light cast by the hanging lamp added a little melancholy to the girl's half-closed eyes, as if she was relieving her sorrow and waiting for someone.

Yuichi cast a superficial glance at him, but the girl looked at him quickly as if she had telepathic connection. Her eyes were filled with relief, annoyance, sadness, and a last bit of happiness... I've finally been waiting for this.

ps; Hi hi hi~~ It's time to post a notice to find a boat again: Mr. Bai Ye in the group still misses the boat, he firmly believes that there will be a response, and he doesn't plan to give up, so he hopes the boat will come back over

75. Excessive

Yumiko Miura is still wearing the light blue school uniform of Hane High School. She seems to have been waiting here very early. Is she afraid of missing Yuichi's walk?

The moment she saw Yuichi, her body separated from the stone railing, her short skirt swaying, and she ran towards Yuichi with a few evening cherry blossoms behind her. Her steps were unsteady and clattering. She couldn't wait to ask Yuichi why he broke off his relationship with her.

The girl's heart was filled with doubts and complaints that were too thick to dissolve. She would not allow the bond between them to be obscured by Yuichi's words and then denied without authorization. She had not agreed yet!

Hoshino Yuichi nodded as a greeting. Miura Yumiko knew that was something Yuichi would do to a stranger who was not too close to her. Unexpected pain invaded her heart, and the annoying grievance appeared at an inappropriate time...

The girl bit her lips lightly. The slight pain made her no longer weak. She stopped Youyi and asked:

"Xingye, explain yourself! Why did you suddenly stop helping each other? Don't forget that if your grades are too low, the teacher will put all the blame on me!"

At this point, she still hid her thoughts under the teacher's orders, making her hard wait seem legitimate. Her tsundereness at this time was somewhat inappropriate.

The girl's beautiful green eyes were filled with a hint of anger, but when Youyi cast his gaze upon her, she could not help but dodge.

"Didn't I make it very clear at noon? Because of your momentary confusion, my friend was isolated by the whole class. This can't be made up for with just a few words of explanation. Don't you understand yet?"

Those gorgeous purple eyes ignored the girl's growing anxiety, and their calm gaze carried a hint of rebuke.

"That's not what I'm asking! It doesn't matter what happened to that girl. It doesn't matter if you apologize or help her out of trouble. I will do my best to make amends."

Yuichi's repeated mention of other girls made Miura Yumiko very emotional. She didn't even have dinner and came here to wait, not to listen to Yuichi defending that girl.

"What I want to know is why you suddenly want to end our mutual assistance, why do you want to end our relationship without permission?! You are friends with her, but not with me? What kind of relationship do we have?! Why do you just leave when you say so? Have you asked me?!"

The girl's tender green eyes seemed to be overflowing with water, like a green leaf falling into a gurgling spring. Her vision became hazy, and the cherry-pink hanging lights were reflected in it, which was a little dazzling. Her voice was a little high-pitched but dropped sharply at the peak, turning into a continuous sadness that deeply touched people's hearts.

The trembling little hands tightly grasped Yuichi's clothes, wrinkling them. She didn't want to let go, but she didn't dare to let go, for fear that if she let go, the tears in her eyes would fall. She was even more afraid that Yuichi would disappear from her life like a cloud in the sky, and she would never be able to catch him no matter how hard she tried...

The boy's appearance was reflected in the fountain of tears. She pursed her trembling lips and raised her eyes, eagerly waiting for Youyi's answer.

"Maybe it's because I feel like your vibe doesn't match mine... I don't really like adapting to other people's pace, so I'm taking this opportunity to tell you clearly that maybe we're not suitable to be friends, and being with you is a little tiring..."

Yuichi's purple eyes were filled with apology. He chose his words carefully, taking care of Miura Yumiko's feelings, but even though his tone was light and slow, his words were like a sharp blade that sawed through the girl's heart.

"What is this?"

Yuichi's words removed the blind spot for Miura Yumiko, and she discovered that there seemed to be an insurmountable distance between the two of them. The companionship she relied on was not as precious and beautiful as she had imagined. Everything seemed to be just her wishful thinking.

She had been very careful in approaching Yuichi, and had tried not to disturb his life in the class. She was the one who took the initiative to find opportunities to get along with him...

Is this all just her wishful thinking?

The tears she was holding back could not stop falling, and her beautiful green eyes were stained with a trace of haggard crimson. She wanted to refute, wanted to prove the beauty of their being together, the time was short but it was enough for her to remember.

The pair of purple eyes looked at him calmly, the stars in them could not reflect him, the words stuck in his throat turned into a flood that poured down, and he cried as if denouncing Youyi's ruthlessness.

Hoshino Yuichi did not leave. He leaned on the stone railing. Behind him was the crying girl and in front of him were the laughter of passers-by. No one would notice her and the lively atmosphere would not stop because of her.

Youyi looked back worriedly. He wanted to teach this impulsive girl a lesson, but he didn't expect that she cared so much about their friendship. He thought she would run away proudly and then be secretly sad, but who would have thought that she actually cried.

After all, Yuichi had gone too far. The girl's sobs always condemned his conscience. I hope she will learn her lesson in the future...

Teaching others a lesson without caring about the others is somewhat self-righteous, but Yumiko Miura will probably not take it too seriously after just a few words. Yuichi has a certain degree of preference for Kotonoha Katsura, so even if it is Yumiko Miura who bullies Kotonoha, she is no exception.

Passersby walked between the two people with strange eyes, and then left as if nothing had happened. Not everyone has a sense of justice, and not everyone wants to meddle in other people's business. Turning a blind eye is the choice of most people.

Miura Yumiko's sobbing gradually subsided, and Yuichi slowly walked towards her and handed her the tissue he carried with him.

The girl did not refuse, but she took it a little roughly, as if she was venting her dissatisfaction. She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and cheeks, her movements gentle, as if she was enjoying the feeling of Yuichi waiting for her.

After an unknown amount of time, her voice was still choked with sobs, and she stammered:

"What are you doing? If you're tired of staying with me, then what are you doing here? Are you here to laugh at me?"

The girl pouted and expressed her resentment in an angry manner.

"If only you didn't send me so many text messages every day at noon to urge me, I wouldn't be so tired."

Even though Youyi deliberately used a heavy tone to embellish his words, he couldn't hide the fact that what he said was so trivial that it could almost be ignored.

"Huh?! You want to break up with me just because of such a small thing?!" Miura Yumiko felt that she was being fooled, and the tears she had just shed seemed cheap and ridiculous.

"I was a little angry because you didn't consider Kotonoha's feelings at all. I wanted to teach you a lesson by letting our relationship fall apart, but I didn't expect you to cry so sadly."

"Now that I think about it, forcing you to consider a stranger is a bit unreasonable. I was inconsiderate. I'm sorry..."

In the final analysis, in Yuichi's eyes, the relationship between the two is not as important as Miura Yumiko. Is the friendship generated by tutoring and mutual assistance a little unreliable? Should something be added to make it inseparable...

Yuichi bowed slightly with apology in his eyes, but this time he went a little too far.

The long bangs covered the girl's eyes. Whether it was sorrow or joy, Youyi had no way of knowing. At this time, a soft palm was swung towards Youyi's cheek.

76. Soft-hearted

Hoshino Yuichi did not dodge, but closed his eyes and waited quietly for the hand to arrive.

slap~

The expected burning sensation on the cheek did not appear. Instead, a soft little hand patted Yuichi's face, very lightly, as if she was teasing him coquettishly, or as if the girl's heart softened at the last moment.

Youyi only felt the coldness of the little hand touching her face. The evening breeze in May was not cold. It must be her words that chilled her heart...

The bright purple eyes lowered their eyelids, half of the starlight was blocked, and it seemed a little dim. If she could slap herself hard, Yuichi would probably feel more relaxed. The weight behind this gentle touch was a little heavy.

"Asshole! You scared me to death~"

Miura Yumiko cursed softly, but her haggard face was outlined with a bright smile. The relief of regaining what she had lost made Youichi look away. He felt that he was not worthy of such warm sunshine.

Suddenly, the girl's other hand also came up, and she held Youyi's face with both hands. There was a hint of sorrow behind her gentle smile.

The next moment, Youyi's cheeks were rubbed into various shapes, and he made strange noises to make the girl's mouth rise more unbridled.

"Look at me!"

This was the girl's small revenge, and Youyi did not resist. He could see the resentment behind that smile slowly fading away, and the guilt in his heart could also be somewhat comforted.

I don't know how long it was, but Yuichi's face was numb from being rubbed, and Miura Yumiko finally let go of his hand with reluctance.

Yuichi tapped his cheek with his index finger, and the numbness and swelling spread outward from his finger like ripples. The feeling was indescribably strange. He opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by the slender finger that appeared out of nowhere.

"I haven't forgiven you yet. Come with me."

Youyi stopped what she was about to say. She was the protagonist tonight. She let the girl hold her hand, and a strange emotion spread in her heart.

Looking at his held hand, he felt a little unreal. Has the relationship between the two reached this point? They seemed to only interact in the afternoon and after school. Was this time enough for her to develop a good impression of him?

Yuichi feels that things are moving too fast. Miura Yumiko's hobbies have nothing in common with his. Is this really appropriate?

Soon, he shook his head again. It was useless to think so much. This might be the normal interaction between real people. It would be too presumptuous to think that the other party liked him. Besides, now was not the time to ask questions.

He walked along the Meguro River and did not stop until he reached the Meguro elevated road. The fluttering golden hair in front of him with a faint floral scent kept entering Yuichi's nose. He quickly followed Miura Yumiko and saw the little golden head looking around. Yuichi could not help but ask:

"Where are you going?"

“Um, um…wasn’t the mobile ramen stand from last time here?”

Although she knew that Yuichi would not make fun of her for such things, Miura Yumiko still couldn't help blushing. She was a high school student, and she was still lost. It was too embarrassing.

You Yi understood and paused:

"Today...Uncle Kumamoto is not here, please follow me."

This time it was Youyi's turn to lead the way, with the girl following him obediently. As soon as their hands separated, the blush on her pretty face that had not yet faded was proof of that.