"Net King" when Sanada is in love

"Cabbage! It's not good!" One day after the last class was over, Hanawa suddenly rushed to the door of the next class and kidnapped Matsuda who had just opened the door.

Nioh in the classroom couldn't help but cast a gloomy glance at Hanawa's disappearing figure. Sanada recovered from the cassette and still packed his textbooks with a blank expression.

I just heard Hanawa's signature footsteps with a strong sense of rhythm, and thought it was her coming to Japan to disturb her again——Since the school sports meeting, Hanawa would come to a group every day to find Sanada, sometimes Asking questions, sometimes just to say hello, sometimes to give him some weird homemade food... Sanada is still thinking about how to use innovative wording to retaliate against her, it turns out that he is not here to find himself.

Cough, Genichiro Sanada, when did you become so affectionate?serious!

On the other side, Matsuda, who was inexplicably dragged away by the flower wheel, pinched his friend's limp face in frustration, "Hey, is the earth going to be destroyed?"

Hualun let Bai Cai knead her face, and the serious expression of huddling together seemed particularly happy, "I just remembered it now!"

"Christmas present! I haven't prepared a Christmas present for Sanada-kun yet!"

"Relax, there is still more than a week before Christmas, at worst, I will accompany you to pick out on the weekend."

Hanawa shook her head like a rattle in a tangled state, "I can't do it! Actually, I've thought about giving Sanada-kun a scarf before! The one I wove is very loving! But..." Painful, "I always thought Christmas It's still far away, but today I suddenly remembered... How can a week be enough!" Scratching the wall.

"..." Matsuda, "I said, have you really decided to knit the scarf by yourself? Within a week?"

"You also think this task is very difficult, right?" Hanawa grabbed Matsuda's slender fingers and said bitterly.

Matsuda nodded solemnly.

"For handicapped people like me, one week is not enough, right?"

Matsuda nodded vigorously again, "So..."

"So, Bai Cai, please help me!! Please, please!" Hana Lun exaggeratedly clasped her hands together, "Big Tentacle, please help."

Matsuda couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Hanawa's shoulder and shook it twice, ahhh, she knew it would be like this...

As a matter of course, Matsuda had no choice but to lead Hanawa to open a one-stop service for hand-woven scarves.This is really an easy and friendly process. The flower wheel is easy to get tangled. For example, when choosing wool, in terms of color, Matsuda chose a gray-blue cotton thread with a soft texture that is very suitable for beginners. Gray-blue is for men. Very versatile; Hanawa looked left and right, and stared at almost every roll of wool...

Getting along day and night, friendship is the greatest, Matsuda endured it after a few words of venom, and what is outrageous is that Hanawa finally chose a festive bright red!Matsuda, who is obsessive-compulsive, couldn't imagine Sanada wearing such a flamboyant scarf. After the two had a heated argument, the debate in another dimension ended with Matsuda running out of saliva.

The flower wheel is holding the red yarn ball contentedly.When the two came out of the store, the city was already lit up.

After applying with her father, Matsuda followed Hanawa back to Hanawa's apartment feebly. If buying wool gave her a headache, teaching Hanawa to weave a scarf was the most difficult thing.

Friends will always imitate her obediently, and then entangle the threads to a magical state of inseparability.

Matsuda seriously suspects that Hanawa is knitting according to her own brain circuit.However, seeing her friend's face full of curiosity, she couldn't bear to complain.

After cabbage's persevering microscope-style teaching, Hanawa was finally able to weave a row of flat stitches (← the most basic stitch) smoothly.

Matsuda wiped his forehead, what's with this indescribable sense of accomplishment?

"In short, follow what I taught you, simple, careful, and calmly knit one stitch at a time, ok? Don't worry, I'll help you finish it according to the length."

"Yeah." Hanawa nodded gratefully, carefully put the wool into the bag, "I will try my best! Thank you, Cabbage!"

"Thank goodness for not tangling the threads, be careful."

Sanada realizes that Hanawa has been very busy lately.

Without her harassment, my surroundings were much quieter, but for some reason Sanada felt a little hairy.

The presence of Hanawa began to decline sharply. Usually, he can see Hanawa at least 60.00% of the time a day. Since the day before yesterday, but now, Sanada has only encountered Hanawa three times. The only interaction is during lunch break. Sanada passed by At the door of the second group, I happened to see Hana Lun coming out of the classroom carrying a bag. After the two met, Hana Lun hurriedly waved at him and disappeared in the corner of the corridor.

What Sanada wondered was, why did Hanawa look at him with a guilty conscience?

Of course she would feel guilty, Hanawa sat on the roof, looked at the fruits of her grotesque labor, bit her lip sadly and fell down.

The workmanship is terrible.

Especially after the comparison.

At that time, she heard the discussion of the girls, and she thought of preparing Christmas gifts; the girls in the class were gathering together to look through fashion magazines, and one of the girls who admired Iori Hosoda suddenly said: "You know Is it? I saw Hosoda-san knitting a scarf in the activity room last time, and his hands are so skillful~~" Pointing to an illustration in a magazine, "I just read it once, and I wove this style! This pattern is super difficult Yes, and it’s easy to make wrong stitches, I’ve tried it many times, and Hosoda-san’s movements are beautiful and smooth, so please help me! She’s beautiful and kind-hearted, she’s a stunner!”

Hanawa's mood froze instantly.

She sneaked a glance at the legendary beautiful and complicated scarf pattern... She would never admit that she was turned into a scum in seconds!

Although I don't know how good Hosoda's result is, but... I took another look at my own product, um, it's definitely more delicate than hers.

Hanawa holds the wooden needle in her hand tightly!Don't be angry Hanawa Misaki!How can you be easily defeated by the enemy's momentum!You are the one knitting with your life!Fuck/Pa/Dad!

Following her sudden and violent movement, the ball of thread rolled to the door of the rooftop and rolled to a pair of delicate leather shoes.

The girl pinned her curly hair behind her ears ladylikely, and bent down to pick up the red thread.

"You dropped something, Hanawa-san."

Hanawa took the ball of thread from Hosoda's hand vigilantly, and quickly stuffed the things in her hand into the bag beside her, "What's your business?"

"I'm here to thank you." Even though she just raised her eyebrows, the girl's posture can be incomparably charming. Hanawa said that if she wasn't a rival in love, she would definitely be willing to hook up with a wonderful person like Hosoda.

"Did I do something?" Hanawa responded dryly.

"Last time at Igarashi's house, thanks to your words, I decided to pursue Sanada-kun again and never give up."

Ding—she seemed to remember.

Hualun beats her chest and stamps her feet, she is the only one in the world who is free enough to enlighten her rival in love!Heart-breaking.

"It seems that you are going to give a scarf to Sanada-kun too," the topic filled with gunpowder, "Maybe I can give you some advice? I feel that Hanawa-san is a bit hard-working."

It's a demonstration, absolutely.

Hualun said coldly with great backbone: "No need, that's why you came to me? Please leave when you're done talking, walk slowly and don't see me off."

Hosoda straightened the hem of her skirt, showing a superior smile.

Ah, it's dazzling.Following the girl's line of sight, Hualun understood the meaning of Miss Rival's eyes in seconds. She threw away a disdainful look very politely, and walked to the other side of the rooftop with the bag.

Looking at Hanawa's back, Hosoda snorted softly, turned around and went downstairs.

The days of weaving scarves with life are as fast as convulsions.

After two nights of staying up late, Hanawa weaved the scarf to the length of her neck with inspiration. Although the figure was a bit strange, there was no tangled thread. Matsuda said that this was a major breakthrough in Hanawa's life.

Looking at the dark circles under her friend's eyes, Matsuda patted her head, "Thanks for your hard work, I'll wrap it up for you and tie it into a scarf."

"No need, you teach me, I will do it myself." Hualun said firmly.

"You really put your heart into it, girl, I'm going to be moved by you," Matsuda poked Hanawa's face, "It's a bit complicated, don't make a mistake."

"Yeah." Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, Hana Lun solemnly raised the needle, "Success or failure depends on it."

As a result of staying up late to catch up with work, a panda appeared in Hualun's bed the next day.

After hesitating for a long time, Hanawa pulled the gift box decorated with light green flowers, stuffed the scarf in, and quickly tied a bow on the box.

He took out his phone and sent a text message to Sanada, [Sanada-kun, don’t go back on your word, see you at the gate of the playground at 6 o’clock tonight! 】

[Got it... how many times have you reminded me. 】

【Then don't bother~】

Happily getting out of bed, Hualun jumped to the dressing table, um, the dark circles under the eyes are too obvious, do you want to put on light makeup today?What clothes should I wear?Skirt with pantyhose?Or jeans?

Hualun didn't get up until close to noon, and by the time the wash was finished and the decision was made, it was already afternoon.

Dressed up carefully, Hanaura left the door with a gift bag.

There is a large square at the entrance of the playground. Sanada sat on a chair by the Christmas tree. After waiting for a while, he got up and bought two bottles of hot drinks.

Just about to leave the vending machine, the phone vibrated, and it was Hanawa's text message [I'm here!Did Sanada-kun see me? 】

look up.

Beside the Christmas tree where I was just now, the girl was already standing tall, and she was slightly standing on tiptoe looking for his figure.

Waist-length curly hair is naturally draped behind her, a beret is playfully buttoned on her small head, and Hana is wearing a light brown long windbreaker with a waist, with a delicate and lovely white shirt and The high-waisted little red dress and the little black leather boots looked like a little princess.

Sanada felt his eyes light up.

He was stunned, and then walked through the crowd like a flower wheel.

When I got closer, I found that Hanawa was wearing nude makeup, and she looked bulingbuling.

Hanawa also saw the tall figure of Sanada walking slowly, smiled and waved on tiptoe, "Here, Sanada-kun."

Sanada put the hot drink on Hanawa's face, frowned and said, "Is this what you wear when you go out?"

Hualun hurriedly explained: "It looks less. You see, my coat is very warm, and the shirt and skirt are also thicker. Many girls wear less clothes than me."

Looking around, there are really no girls dressed in buns, all in skirts and pantyhose.

Sanada looked at the exquisite gift bag in Hanawa's hand, "Is that for me?"

"You guessed it!" Hanawa laughed a little anxiously, "This is your Christmas present," handed it to Sanada, and added seriously, "You can only see it when you go back!"

"Thank you." Sanada took the gift, Hanawa took out the coupon from the bag, "Then let's go and play!"

The author has something to say: Did you find that your real father is getting more and more sullen and revealing!

Keep up the good work in the next chapter!