Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"Why is it like a dog-skin plaster?"

The boy next to the girl looked at her innocently and held her hand tightly.

"There are so many people here, what if I lose you?"

Sakuraba Jianyue found it a little funny.

"I really lost it, wouldn't you be so happy?"

How can you tell the truth?

Oreki Gen tightly grasped the other person's hand, which was thin and soft, as if he was holding a piece of snow that would melt quickly.

"How could that be? Now that I have met you, I will not allow myself to lose you at any moment in my life."

Sakuraba Mitsuki listened to the noise around him, the constantly playing advertisements and the whispered conversations.

The people around me live vividly in this world, and the air is filled with the breath of fireworks.

In such a lively and even noisy environment, his voice made me feel less anxious.

I even feel that... this seems to be life. Walking hand in hand in a busy street like this is true love.

"Please stop talking so smoothly. I just finished my meal and I don't want to feel sick and throw up."

"Then stop talking and let's go."

Oreki Gen took the other person's hand and walked towards an unknown direction.

Sakuraba Mitsuki has always been in control of the initiative. She doesn't really like this feeling, but it makes her feel more secure to be able to move towards a certain goal in things she is sure of.

And now, my hand is being held, and I am walking through the gradually bleak autumn wind and among the endless stream of people.

She actually felt like she could go anywhere.

It makes no difference where you go.

So I just walked back and forth, passing through the model store where many people gathered.

The boy picked up Pikachu and asked the girl if she liked it.

The girl would ask the other party how old he was and how childish he was, but the boy would smile and say.

"Couples are supposed to do childish things together that others can't understand. Otherwise, wouldn't it just become a routine?"

He would stop in front of the claw machine and brag about how good his claw machine skills were, and then he would almost empty his basket of game coins before he caught a Pochita the size of his palm.

He would scratch his ears and cheeks in embarrassment.

"The settings on this machine must have been adjusted. It's cheating. This is a complete scam!"

The girl would then burst out laughing and take the Pochita from his hand.

"I quite like this one, that's it."

They held hands and walked through the bustling night market.

He would stand in front of a huge billboard of a celebrity and strike the same pose, asking her if she was more handsome.

He would also put his arm around her shoulders, suddenly find seemingly innocent passers-by, and force the confused person to take a photo with them.

The girl's expression was forced, even stiff.

But with Oreki Gen's hearty smile, it will slowly melt away.

He was worried that the girl couldn't stand the cold wind, so he bought her a cup of hot milk tea and asked her to hold it in her hand.

He would also suddenly hug the girl tightly at a crowded intersection to prevent her from being touched by anyone.

Just two hours.

Sakuraba Mitsuki suddenly felt that she had missed a lot in her life, but what was even more amazing was that she felt that these ordinary beauties that she had missed were being filled in bit by bit by this young man.

She suddenly realized that her life had never been perfect.

It seemed that I understood the significance of meeting this young man.

"I'm a little tired, Oreki."

She stopped by a bench in the square and looked at the boy who seemed still excited.

Oreki Gen blinked.

"So are we going home?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki shook his head.

"Sit here for a while."

She looked at the bench, the boy nodded, took off his coat, put it on the other person's back, and let her sit on it.

Oreki Xian's clothes suddenly looked very thin, and he just sat there as if nothing had happened.

The two people's eyes made contact, and Sakuraba Kentsuki looked at the tall, colorful building opposite.

"Aren't you afraid that if you do this, others will see you as a dog who has nothing but to please girls?"

Oreki Gen's eyes widened.

"A dog licker? I'm just the most affectionate person in Sakura City."

Sakuraba Jianyue couldn't help but burst out laughing at the other party's exaggerated expression.

She suddenly realized something.

Said with some emotion.

“This seems to be the day I laughed the most.”

Oreki Xian nodded, then looked with some regret at the iron tower standing like a lighthouse not far away.

"It's a pity that it's not New Year's Day yet, so we can't see the fireworks tonight, otherwise it would make you even happier."

Sakuraba Jianyue turned her head, the breeze lifted her hair, revealing her exquisite face that the boy never got tired of looking at.

"You won't be here in the New Year?"

Oreki Gen shook his head.

"How could that be? I'm just worried that the young lady won't let me live to that time."

Sakuraba Jianyue smiled and leaned a little closer to him, and his strong arms also leaned over and pressed against her.

It seems like I can feel the other person's heartbeat.

The girl's mind was recalling everything she had just seen.

An ordinary couple feeding each other in front of an oden stall.

An elderly couple walked through the night market with their arms around their husband, looking very friendly.

There are also families who gently reprimand their husbands for buying seemingly useless toys for their children, but then hold their husbands' hands tightly the next second...

She closed her eyes slightly, breathing in all the air that was slipping away from her.

It feels like I’m sleeping, like I’m having a big dream.

she said softly.

"Don't worry, you'll survive that time. No matter what happens."

Oreki Gen smiled and hugged the girl's soft shoulders.

"What if I committed a heinous crime?"

"Then I will remove the shackles from you myself."

"What if I suddenly get a terminal illness and lie in bed unable to move or speak?"

"Then I will use the most advanced freezing technology to put you into hibernation, and wait a hundred years for you to come back to life."

"Miss...you can say more sweet words than I can. Can you say more?"

Oreki Gen lowered his head slightly, and she raised her head and looked into the other's clear eyes.

A scoff.

"It's just charity, don't push your luck."

"Got it~"

Oreki Gen's smile was very warm, even warmer than the midsummer that had already disappeared.

She suddenly fell silent.

"Oreki string."

"Ok?"

Oreki Gen seemed to hear that the girl's tone at this time was unusual.

His expression also showed that he was taking it seriously.

She left his arms, stood up in front of him, picked up the coat that had just been under her body, and draped it over Oreki Gen's shoulders.

The boy looked at the other's movements in a daze.

Looking at her eyes which are very soft and somewhat silent at this moment.

Tick.

It was as if water leaked from the sky and fell onto the lake, which should have been calm.

She looked at herself, reached out her hand, and touched Oreki Gen's face. There was no expression on her face, which was the best expression at the moment.

"Don't do things that embarrass me, make me sad, make me angry, or even make me hate you. As long as it's not these, I can forgive you without limit."

"..."

35: Annoying guy

"Gulu."

"Gulu."

"Gulu."

"what."

The cup was gently placed on the table, and there seemed to be warm lip prints left on it.

The slender white neck trembled slightly as she swallowed all the warm water.

A few drops of water flowed down from the edge of her cherry-like mouth, and she gently wiped them with her fingers.

The room was a little cold; it seemed that it was not the right time to turn on the heating at this time of year.

She sniffed.

"You don't have a cold?"

Perhaps the air in the silent room was a little blocked, and the girl frowned her pretty brows.

He knelt on the sofa, put his cell phone aside, wrapped his lower body with a blanket, and watched the variety show on TV. His other hand picked up a bag of potato chips from the side.

"Crench."

"Crench."

"Crench."

I remembered that sound again.

Asagiri Ran spends most of her time like this, sitting on the sofa, not looking at her phone, but watching TV.

She didn't know why, but she felt that looking at her phone would make time go by too fast. She didn't feel anything, and the rest time passed by, and then the day would repeat itself.

She was very dissatisfied.

As for watching TV, it seems like I can watch it for a very long time. I can finish a bag of potato chips in less than an hour.

It’s just... watching TV is boring, but Asagiri Ran can’t find anything more interesting.

But it’s okay, because it’s not just one person, it’s not just myself in this kind of air.