The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

Before nightfall, the setting sun was still exerting its residual heat, lighting up the Sumida River blood red.

Occasionally a gust of wind blows over, dispersing some of the day's heat, but soon after, the sultry heat sweeps in again.

There was a lot of noise all around. Girls, ladies and women in yukatas of various colors were fanning themselves. They sat on colorful picnic blankets and talked about the past, the future and the fireworks that would soon rise into the sky.

Or there were pairs of young boys and girls, some of whom were familiar with each other, while others seemed much more reserved. They sat on both sides of a picnic blanket, with the food placed in the middle like chess pieces. They were chess players, and it seemed as if they were going to kill each other in this small world.

But they are most likely in a relationship that is not quite a lover. Maybe when the fireworks explode, the distance between them will gradually shorten, from 50 centimeters to 40, 30, 20 centimeters...

As for the result, whether it can be shortened to zero or a negative number is still unknown, but the girl can agree to the boy, or the boy can agree to the girl. Since they have come here, it means that both parties have this intention.

I believe that at least there will not be a situation like "you are a good person". Of course, it is hard to say about the green tea girl who is good at playing with the sincerity of innocent boys and the scumbag who has been around many flowers. Of course, if they are really green tea girls and scumbags, they will not keep such a long distance from each other.

They will make slight contact with you, neither too close nor too far away, giving you the feeling that you can touch them with just a stretch of your hand, but this is actually a carefully created illusion.

This illusion is like a hemp rope woven into a net, and they will fall into the net willingly. The rough hemp rope will rub their skin and cause pain, but they only regard it as a sign of the arrival of love and a test given to them by love, so they never get tired of it.

"At that time, Chinatsu was much bolder than them."

After observing the surroundings, Qingmiya Feng smiled softly at Yagyu Chinatsu.

"What are you talking about!" Yagyu Chinatsu glared at him with some embarrassment, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes.

"That's right. I couldn't think of it at that time, but now that I think about it..." Qingmiya Feng stared at Yagyu Chinatsu's eyes with interest, and her ears turned red.

It could also be because of the sunset, but it's cute anyway.

"How is it?!" She opened her eyes and was angry.

Chinatsu Yagyu had her refreshing hair tied up into a bun, her fair neck exposed to the air, and two strands of hair beside her little face swaying with her movements.

"Chinatsu is really smart."

Qing Gong Feng shook his head and sighed.

In the past, the tsundere Chinatsu was very cute, but now her tsundereness has almost disappeared, and the remaining tenderness makes him like her more and more. The more he gets to know her, the more he realizes how cute this girl is.

Perhaps even if she hadn't tried so hard to release her charm at that time, I would have fallen in love with her like this.

Well, I was originally a scumbag, there is no need to say it now.

Thinking of this, Qing Gong Feng held Yagyu Chinatsu's hand and joked, "Fortunately, I'm a scumbag."

Yagyu Chinatsu didn't pull her hand back, she just said with bright eyes: "How can a scumbag call himself a scumbag."

"But the facts are there, aren't they? I like two girls at the same time, and I never want to be separated from them."

Qing Gong Feng raised the hands they were holding, one hand was in the sunset, and the other hand was in the darkness.

"If I hadn't..."

"Chinatsu is so cute. I have always felt this way. It's just a change in my mindset. Even if Chinatsu didn't do that, I would slowly be fascinated by her until today."

In the sunset, Qing Gong Feng smiled with relief. He didn't need to argue with himself. He would put on the golden hat and jump higher, letting the girl shout "My lover with the golden hat and jumping high, I must have you!"

Yagyu Chinatsu looked at him quietly, motionless, and didn't even realize when she started to chuckle.

The boy and girl next to them looked at this place with envy. The love between the handsome boy and the beautiful girl always makes people yearn for it, but today the person they like is right next to them, although they are not holding hands...

Their eyes suddenly met, but within two seconds, they suddenly looked away, one looking at the sky and the other looking at the Sumida River.

"...that......"

"...that......"

"ah!"

"what!"

They spoke at the same time, and were startled when they heard the sound. They looked at each other, and a mixture of shyness, panic, joy, and helplessness gradually spread:

"Um, would you like something to eat?"

The boy handed over the snacks he had bought, with an expression of forced calmness visibly evident on his face.

"...I've already had dinner..." the girl whispered.

Hearing this, the boy was a little discouraged, but he still pretended to be calm and laughed twice to cover up his embarrassment. Just as he was about to put it back, the girl said again:

"But it's okay to have a little snack." She looked at the boy shyly, and the boy was immediately overjoyed and raised the snack as if it were a treasure, and the smile returned to his face.

"The color of this yokan is so beautiful," the girl praised.

"Ah, I bought this at Gangqi's. I usually eat from him too. Come and try it."

The boy introduced.

A warm and sweet scent filled the air, and the distance between them shortened.

......

"We have contributed a lot to this."

Qing Gong Feng whispered.

"Well, I already smell the sour smell of love."

The two of them observed this scene out of the corner of their eyes. It felt like they were watching a light novel, or a TV series, but it didn't matter. Feeling was everything.

"Sour smell? Is there? Let me smell it." Qingmiya Feng said, and moved his face towards Yagyu Chinatsu's neck, but of course was ruthlessly pushed away.

"Go smell that way. The sour smell is over there."

Yagyu Chinatsu rolled her eyes at him coquettishly.

"We are lovers, too. We are all the same."

"It's sour to watch other people's love, but it's definitely different when you're in love yourself."

"Then what does Chinatsu think we smell like?" Qingmiya Feng was a little curious.

"..."

Under the gaze of Qingmiya Feng, Yagyu Chinatsu was speechless, and a blushing shame suddenly rose in her heart. Although she didn't want to admit it, if she thought of her love affair with him, a full sweet fragrance would come out.

So much so that every night before going to bed I would think about the day we first met, the past, the present, the future, and when I started to like him. But this question has an answer, but it is not a standard answer.

They spend so much time together that maybe after a very ordinary thing, when you are lying in the bathtub or taking a break from studying, you suddenly think of him, and then the longing spreads like vines. You struggle to pull the vines apart and see your clear self.

Ah, it turns out that I like him.

Your inner self says to you.