My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 82 Sunset on the roof, the boy who wants to be a Kamen Rider.

On Wednesday, under the premise that Fujiwara Xingkong strongly requested to be discharged from the hospital.

In the end, he was still lying on the hospital bed.

Niijima is really hateful, and she wasn't injured, so why should she make the decision!
I sent a message to Ms. Seagull early in the morning, and asked Ms. Seagull to help tell Ishigami and Saito that they don't have to worry. They are in good health and will be discharged from the hospital soon.

Then he sent a message asking for leave to Shinkawa Yuai.

After sending the message, I lay on the bed and thought about it, and felt that I was really sorry for the teacher's concern.

So he had the cheek to ask my sister-in-law to run back to school and take the textbooks to the hospital, and then propped up a small table on the hospital bed to start self-study.

Of course, in order to show that I was really injured and worked really hard, this picture was taken as a photo and posted on Teacher Xinchuan's Line account.

Shinkawa Yuai returned a heartfelt expression, and Fujiwara Xingkong held his stomach and laughed for a long time on the bed, so that Niijima really thought that what he hurt was not his chest, but his brain.

For lunch, I ate bento made by my sister-in-law.

Fujiwara Starry Sky has only one review.

Are you a girl in the gap?

Niijima gritted his teeth and said, "If you like it, you can eat it or not!"

Fine.

Fujiwara Xingkong finally understands why the old woman's house is as messy as a kennel, with such a housework idiot sister, and she is not at home all day, how can it be tidy?

Lying down from morning to afternoon, the whole person feels more tired.

As evening approached, the sky cleared.

While Xingkong Fujiwara was doing radio gymnastics by the bed, he looked up at the other side of the sky cut into a thin strip by the blinds.

The clouds in the sky shone golden in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Where will the clouds you see today float to tomorrow?
According to the current direction, I will float to Okinawa. Well, I wish I could become a cloud.Chubby, grotesque and carefree.

"Xiaozhen, let's go to the rooftop to watch the sunset."

"I'm older than you, please don't call me Xiaozhen!"

"Okay Xiaozhen, let's go to the rooftop to watch the sunset."

Niijima Makoto: "..."

Coming to the roof of the hospital, Fujiwara Xingkong walked to the edge of the roof and looked up at the sky.

The crow passed over the head, and the clouds moved slowly to the west. The sky in the west was like a thin and light-transmitting frog fish fillet, showing a nearly transparent orange-red color. The farther the sky was from the sun, the color was closer to grape purple.

It won't be long before the sun will completely set below the horizon, and the entire sky will turn into a large navy blue disk.

He stood quietly for a long time.

Niijima has been staying two meters behind him, silently accompanying him.

The sky is already dark, only the red afterglow of the setting sun is still reflected on the clouds fluttering with the wind.

Looking sideways at the western horizon, where there is still a glimmer of light, on her left, the town below can be seen at a glance. The peripheral vision of the line of sight passes through the residential buildings, but the coastline in the distance still cannot be seen.

"Xiaozhen." Fujiwara Xingkong smiled and turned around, and said with great entanglement: "There is one thing that has troubled me for a long time."

His brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

There was still a trace of childishness in Junxiu's eyes, as if he was paving the way for what he was going to say next.

"What is it?" Niijima asked in a hot voice.

The wind blew by, blowing her hair and clothes, shaking her heart.Her ears were filled with the sound of "whoosh" brought by the wind, and her heart began to pound in response to this sound.

Fujiwara Xingkong shouted with all his strength, "Why can't I become a Kamen Rider at the age of 16!!!"

The sun has not completely set in the west, and the peripheral vision dyes the thin figure of the young man on the edge of the roof into a complex purple.

The evening wind blows, and it is crumbling.

Niijima really had the feeling of wanting to cry. This feeling came so strongly and so suddenly that people couldn't get used to it.

I hate it, why do I have to cry for such a childish man.

She concealedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, forcibly restrained her emotions, and cursed: "Even the locomotive rubs against me, why are you a Kamen Rider?"

"Damn it!" Fujiwara Xingkong rubbed his nose and smiled heartlessly, "It's all because I can't get rich while sleeping, otherwise I would have lived so hard."

The horizon is slowly sinking, the sky starts from above, becomes bluer, sparse stars twinkle, and the temperature felt by the skin drops slightly.

Niijima suddenly realized that this person would be very important to his future self.

She couldn't help thinking of her sister, the size of her eyes, the lines of her pupils, the shape of her eyebrows, the height of her nose, the luster of her lips, her height, the texture of her hair, the size of her breasts, and so on.

How different is it from my sister?
She stared at herself in her mind, as if inspecting the parts of her body one by one.

At this thought, my mood worsened.

I'm such a fool!
In the last twilight of the setting sun, the girl cursed in her heart.

The next day, under the strong will of Fujiwara Xingkong to be discharged from the hospital.

He stayed in bed for another day.

Why am I not the protagonist of the invincible novel! ! !
But now, he seems to be unable to do anything except cursing the author in his heart.

Well, there is still something I can do.

For example, he did ten backflips in a row in the corridor to express to Niijima that his body has fully recovered and he can be discharged from the hospital now.

Niijima's countermeasures are really simple and effective.

She turned on the phone, dialed her sister's number directly, and handed it to Fujiwara Xingkong's ear.

"Moses Moses."

"Is Fujiwara making trouble again?"

"Do you want me to go over now?"

This rambling look made Fujiwara Xingkong shudder, and he hurriedly said: "No, I'm very good."

The old woman hung up before she could answer the call.

He glared at his sister-in-law with extremely angry eyes, and after expressing his dissatisfaction, he obediently lay back on the hospital bed.

……

I don't know if ten consecutive backflips had an effect. On Friday, Fujiwara Xingkong was able to return to campus.

Private Beichuan High School was still as lively as usual.

The track, the football field, the baseball field, the basketball field, the slogans of the members of the morning training club, and the loud reprimands of the coaches made everyone sweat profusely.

The metal bat hits the baseball, the basketball hits the backboard, and the football hits the door frame. With the sound of the clear sky, you can already feel the signal that spring is about to pass.

In front of the teaching building, under the fluttering cherry blossom petals, the members of the wind performance club lined up in three rows, taking advantage of the free time before class, they worked hard to rehearse for the national competition.

When Fujiwara Xingkong walked over, he just heard them start playing a new track.

After listening to it for a while, it turned out to be "Cruel Angel's Program of Action".

It was a song he liked so much that he hummed it along.

[思い出を里切るなら]
if you betray your memories
[このCosmosをEmbraceいてHuiく]
Embrace the universe that shines
[Shounen yo Mythology ni Nare]
Boy, become a myth

With a brisk melody and a slowly accelerating rhythm, the clarinet and brass suddenly joined in, and the scale of the music became magnificent in one breath.

After a song is played, it's time for a break.

With a thought, Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly came in front of the three rows of people.

"Everyone, listen to me."

A smile that is full of magic, joy, and fascination, blooming in the morning light of spring.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.Especially the girls in sailor uniforms, their bright eyes shining like diamonds.

Fujiwara Hoshizo took a deep breath, put his hands around his mouth and made a trumpet shape: "Asuka is my wife!"

Time seemed to stand still for two seconds, and then deafening boos erupted from the front.

"What's so good about Asuka, Ling Boli is number one in the world!"

"I love Misato Katsuragi!"

"Si Xun is the official match, the women go away!"

The flute club, which had been working hard to practice for the national competition, fell into chaos, and the instigator, Fujiwara Xingkong, laughed all the way back to the classroom.

　EVA New Movie: Final
　　It will be released tomorrow, I really want to see it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)