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"It's okay, it's okay. I have something else to do. You go first."

"..."

It's obvious that there is a problem.

But since she didn't intend to say it, it would be inappropriate for Sasaki to ask further.

"Okay then, bye."

"Goodbye."

She waved to the boy who left her side. Now that there was no one around her, Shiki Morimi squatted down and checked her broken shoelaces.

This strap is connected to the sole and cannot be fixed with ropes or something like that... If you want to continue wearing it, you can only put some glue on it or something.

But now, where can she find glue or other adhesives?

Her house is a bit far from here. It would take a long time to walk back in her broken shoes, and it would be embarrassing if passers-by saw her.

She wanted to call her mom and brother...but thinking that her brother had to drive out today, it was useless for her to call her mom...Shiki Morimi sighed dejectedly:

"What should I do?"

"It was clearly fine before, and didn't look damaged at all. How could it be..."

The sky was dark and the road was empty. After complaining a few words in sadness and frustration, Shiki Morimi walked slowly in an awkward posture.

But before she took a few steps, someone grabbed her right wrist.

She instinctively wanted to clench her fist and hit him, but the apology that followed made her stop.

"I'm sorry, if I hadn't scared you before, your shoes wouldn't have been broken."

She turned her head suddenly to the side and saw the boy standing silently beside her. Shikimori shook her body in panic:

"Eh?! You didn't leave?"

Releasing her wrist, he squatted down, looking at her broken pure white open-toed buckle shoes, and Sasaki responded as a matter of course:

"Of course I didn't leave. You looked so coy, it's obvious that there's something wrong with you. How could I leave you here alone?"

"Not to mention, your shoes were broken because of me, so there's no way I can leave."

Reaching out for the broken shoelace and taking a look, Sasaki frowned and said:

"This is so bad."

Although she knew that his attention was on her shoes, Shikimori was still very shy when a boy looked at her feet so closely.

She subconsciously retracted her feet, but her small and tender feet were easily pulled out of the broken shoes.

Sasaki's attention was successfully shifted from the shoes to her feet.

The delicate little feet and white insteps reflected a subtle and moist halo like jewels under the bright street lights.

That small piece of bright white was so flawless that not even a trace of blue veins could be seen. It looked like a precious jade that was created entirely by nature.

Five white and tender toes are arranged together very cutely. Because there is no nail polish to embellish them, the thin nails naturally reveal a light and pleasant pink color, like a milk fudge sandwich...

Sasaki doesn't have anything in particular to control, he just likes beautiful and nice things... so when he saw these adorable and pitiful feet, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

But...even though his attention was on his feet, Shikimori didn't understand.

She just saw Sasaki squatting on the ground, holding his shoes and looking up at her.

I'm wearing a skirt!

Raising his legs again, how could he do this!

She was very embarrassed, but since there had been a misunderstanding, Shikimori was very restrained and didn't kick him, leaving the sole of her foot on his face.

She just suddenly brought her slender legs together under her knee-length skirt and angrily scolded:

"You, what are you looking at?"

Seeing her defensive look with her legs tightly pressed together, Sasaki knew she had misunderstood.

Although looking at her feet is a bit... but it's better than letting her misunderstand that I'm peeking under her skirt.

Sasaki put his shoes down, stood up and said:

"Look at Shikimori-san's feet. They are small and white, very cute."

“…You, you…”

I don't know if he is trying to divert his attention or is really praising himself...but even if he is really praising himself, he shouldn't be praising his feet.

So weird... so... so perverted.

It was obviously the first time someone of the opposite sex called me cute in person...but the person complimented me on my feet.

Because of the complicated feelings in her heart, Shiki Morimi didn't know how to respond to him.

After a short silence, Shiki Morimi glared at him with shame and resentment:

"Pervert~! Saying things like that to a girl you just met, frivolous! Obscene! H!"

"..."

"Ahahaha... because Shikimori-san..."

Sasaki circled his face with his fingers, gestured, and said:

"I may be speaking a little carelessly without realizing it, don't mind it, Shikimori-san, haha~"

Apart from the misunderstanding between the two, Shikimori had a good impression of him. He was tall and handsome. She was not obsessed with looks, but people were inevitably influenced by appearance.

Plus, he's always been very polite and well-behaved... I don't know how many times he's said sorry...

He was also very attentive and could tell that something was wrong with him... and considerate enough not to ask further questions to avoid embarrassing himself.

And he also had a girlfriend who looked a lot like her...so Shikimori believed his explanation.

"Well, you should be careful too."

"Ah, next time, definitely next time."

With a smile, Sasaki changed the topic to her shoes:

"These... shoes, I don't think they can be repaired without going to a bonding shop, and it's already late..."

"How will Shikimori-san get home? Should we call someone at home to pick him up?"

She wanted to too...but...

Shiki Morimi shook her head and said:

"My brother took our car away. He won't be back until tomorrow."

"That's it."

"Is Shikimori-san's home far from here?"

"A bit... far."

"The shoes were broken because of me. I'll call a taxi for Shikimori-san."

With Sasaki's current financial reserves, he can be said to be a wealthy student. Although the cost of a taxi here is not cheap, it is not enough to make him feel distressed.

But...he doesn't care, but Shiki Morimi does.

Taking a taxi is a considerable expense for an ordinary student, and she didn't want to owe him a favor as they had just met.

With her right foot on her shoe, Shiki Morimi reached out to stop him from making the call:

"No, no, I can just walk home. No need to take a taxi. It's very expensive."

"I am responsible for your return home. I can't let you walk home." Sasaki insisted on fighting.

Seeing that he was so stubborn and didn't listen at all, Shiki Morimi snatched his phone, put her hands on her hips, and said in a serious and dissatisfied tone:

"I said no, just listen to me! Taking a taxi is not the only option."

Hearing her say this, Sasaki asked:

"for example?"

"..."

She was just saying that... The shoes were broken and couldn't be repaired, so what else could she do except walk home slowly.

Faced with the questioning, Shikimori scratched her face and her serious eyes shifted away from Sasaki awkwardly.

I knew she couldn't say it... Sasaki smiled and said:

"Since you insist on not taking a taxi, then don't do it. I'll take you home."

"Take me home?"

"Yeah, I can't let you, a girl, walk home like this. You might bump your feet."

"Then you mean..."

Sasaki held up two fingers to her:

"Two meanings. The first meaning is that I hug you, or hold you, and send you back."

"Ah? No, no! How can that be possible!"

Not to mention that the boy in front of her has a girlfriend, the mere fact that they had just met was enough to make Shiki Morimi unable to agree.

As soon as we met, we hugged each other... Her home is far away, such a long way...

She was so embarrassed that before he could say the second option, Shiki Morimi waved her hands in panic:

"No. 2, I choose the second one!"

I knew this would be the result. Sasaki was not disappointed and said with a smile:

"Then come home with me."

"Ah?" Shiki Morimi widened her eyes in confusion.

Sasaki tilted his head and explained with a smile:

"Go home and ride your bike, otherwise how can I take you there?"

"Then, then there's no need for me to go back with you."

"Who knows if you will sneak away after I leave? I don't want to sleep with guilt. I will suffer from insomnia."

"..."

It made so much sense, she couldn't argue with it.

But she didn't want to go to his house... to be seen by his family...

As if he had seen her shyness and reluctance, Sasaki said:

"Don't worry, you don't have to come into the house. Just stand outside and wait for me to push the car out."

In this case, she could accept it, and Shiki Morimi nodded:

"OK then……"

Seeing that she agreed to him, Sasaki pulled out the hood and the rope used to tie the hem of her clothes.

Not knowing what he was doing, Shiki Morimi, who was about to go home with him, asked:

"What are you..."

Squatting down again, Sasaki looked up at her and smiled faintly:

"Have you ever played three-legged race?"

"Two people and three legs?"

Shiki Morimi was no fool. After hearing what he said and seeing him stretch out his left leg, she understood what he meant in the blink of an eye.

"You don't have to do this." Shiki Morimi wanted to refuse.

After measuring the length of the rope, Sasaki replied:

"Although my home is not far from here, it is still quite far away. You can walk there by yourself. I will be watching from the side and cannot help you... It's not appropriate."

"Not closed……"

Without giving her a chance to speak, Sasaki continued: