Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

Hagiwara stared at Matsuda quietly, tears falling suddenly and unsatisfactorily.

Matsuda, who even chose to play straight for the proposal ceremony, suddenly became at a loss.

I want to touch it but don't dare to touch it. I don't know what to do at all.

"hagi...hagi, what's wrong with you?"

"Jin...Jinpei-chan, it turns out that you haven't believed that I like you in the past three years. It turns out, that's how it is."

Hagiwara instantly connected all of Matsuda's actions.

No wonder Xiao Zhenping only kissed his forehead or cheek every time he took the initiative to kiss her. He clearly did not admit that they were lovers at all!

Last time, when he was about to tell his family about their relationship, he was stopped. Matsuda said that he needed a more stable life to let his parents know that they were serious.

At that time, the two began to consciously save a large amount of money to buy a house and a car, and no longer spent most of their salary on buying models and figures.

No wonder lying on the same bed, Hagiwara never saw Matsuda having any physiological reactions other than morning reactions.

No wonder Hagiwara himself was stunned when he saw Matsuda's occasional bright smile, and took the initiative to kiss Matsuda deeply. There was also no time when Ko Jinpei couldn't restrain himself from making small moves towards him.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Hagiwara couldn't stop crying. His usually shining purple eyes were now misty and filled with sadness.

Matsuda patted Hagiwara's shoulder stiffly, and explained stumblingly: "I thought... if you figure it out later, you have done things beyond the boundaries of friends in the past three years, and we can't even be friends.

More than a moment of pleasure, what I cannot accept is that I will never see you again. "

Hagiwara's tears continued and she didn't listen at all.

"Xiao Zhenping doesn't like me at all... In the past three years, he has just forced himself to play role-playing games with me.

I was like a clown, immersed in my own world, expecting and distressed, unable to close the distance. "

Matsuda interrupted helplessly: "I didn't say that, don't make up your own mind, hagi."

"You didn't say it, you just showed it with actions, but I didn't understand it."

"Hagi?" Matsuda waved in front of Hagiwara's eyes, "Hey! Wake up, don't think about it over there, listen to me!"

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have confessed three years ago. It might be easier to just be friends."

Matsuda couldn't help it anymore and slapped Hagiwara on the back of the head.

He didn't use any strength, and Hagiwara's chin hit the table, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Hagi, are you awake? Are you still dreaming?"

Hagiwara covered his chin, drooped his eyelids, and kept silent.

Matsuda put his head on the table, eye level with Hagiwara: "Don't be angry, the atmosphere three years ago was special, so you can't blame me for misunderstanding, right?"

"I gave the ring."

"Didn't I also give you a ring? You bought it with your first salary from your part-time job, and I bought it with the bonus from my first boxing match. Is it even?"

"My confession three years ago was ignored by you."

"My fault, my fault, I swear from now on I will carefully write down every word you say,"

Hagiwara's tone was very resentful: "You have never worn that ring in public. It turns out you don't want others to know."

Matsuda: "...I always put it on a necklace and wear it under my clothes."

"Well, it's obvious that he's wearing it, but there's still a steady stream of colleagues from the traffic department confessing to Xiao Zhenping."

"I refused them all politely. I didn't agree to any of them, and of course I didn't confiscate any gifts or anything like that."

"Didn't you eat chocolate from Miss Yumi of the traffic class last time?"

Matsuda protested dissatisfied: "Hey! Hagi, don't go too far! You obviously fed that chocolate to me, right?!"

Hagiwara recalled it and wrote about the incident as if it was nothing.

"Xiao Jinping didn't even take the initiative to kiss me."

The biggest weakness of cold white skin is that it is easy to get angry at the slightest change of mood.

At this moment, Matsuda's face naturally turned a light pink, like a girl's blush, and her complexion improved.

"I have taken the initiative to kiss you."

"Yes, kissing on the forehead and cheeks is something only children under three years old can do."

"Of course I kissed you on the lips," Matsuda blurted out as he was a little confused by Hagiwara's insistence, "your first kiss was all mine!"

Hagiwara looked confused: "What? When? Why didn't I know?"

Matsuda seemed to be remembering something, his ears turned red, and he became angry: "Anyway, your first kiss must be mine!"

Hagiwara's head turned rapidly, searching through his memory, but he found no memory.

"Excluding the kisses I had when I was a child, my first kiss was probably during the school trip and adventure in my second year of junior high school."

During his sophomore year, Hagiwara was a bold person who liked to try new things.

On that school trip, most of the boys and a small number of girls in the class gathered together to play big adventures.

The person who has been pranked is determined by spinning the bottle, and the punishment is to write a small note before the start of each round and put it in a sealed cardboard box, and the person who has been pranked will draw it out.

That day, Hagiwara's luck was extremely bad. He would get hit five or six times out of ten.

The initial punishment was as childish as posting small notes. Hagiwara's face was soon occupied by large and small notes, and his vision was obscured.

Hagi has a character that gets stronger the more frustrated he gets, and he continues without giving up. However, it is inconvenient to play with all the small notes, so he proactively suggested changing to a towel to cover his face and continue playing.

The other students made a fuss and signed some unequal treaties before agreeing.

Matsuda obviously had the same idea with him, so he explained himself. After all, no matter how beautiful the crystal tears are, they can't make people's hearts beat more than a smile.

"Weren't you so unlucky that time that you covered your face with a towel and still kept playing? Then I also joined the fight."

Hagiwara still had a vague impression of what happened before, "It seemed that Jinpei-chan was playing something nearby."

"A group of junior high school students playing big adventures are not as fun as dismantling models, right?!"

"Yes, I remembered that Xiao Zhen Ping was forcefully dragged over by me, but he still didn't participate."

"Well," Matsuda nodded, "and Hagi, you were so unlucky that day that I had to go off personally to help save the day."

Hagiwara's face was full of questions: "Is there any? I went out for a run with a towel on my face. When I came back, were you still dismantling the model?"

"I joined in the next round, but you were too tired from running the laps to notice me sitting next to you."

"Oh," Hagiwara really didn't have any impression of this, "Then what? What happened after that?"

"After I joined the battle, the game continued," Matsuda said with a sullen face. "The weird thing is that I had bad luck at that time. I was punished for running around in the first three rounds and had to do 20 push-ups."

Hagiwara's tears were hanging on her eyelashes, she held her chin and listened quietly, trying to remember: "It's strange, Jinpei-chan, why do I have no memory of any of this?"

Matsuda glanced at him, "How do I know? But you were indeed much silent in the next few rounds, maybe you were tired?"

"Anyway, my last impression was that my face was covered with a towel, and I almost fell down when I went out for a lap. It was too bad."

"Do you want to know the follow-up?"

Matsuda was obviously a little irritable after being interrupted all the time.

Hagiwara made a zipper gesture: "I shut up, you continue."