"Net King" when Sanada is in love

"Sanada?"

Yukimura Seiichi's clear voice slid past his ears, and Sanada suddenly came back to his senses, "Huh?"

"You're not feeling well recently, are you feeling unwell?" This is Sanada's third fugue today, Yukimura is used to his friend's concentration on weekdays, Sanada's sudden sluggish reaction makes him both puzzled and very unaccustomed .

"It's nothing." Sanada replied calmly, and when he picked up the water glass on one side and brought it to his mouth, he realized that the water in the glass had bottomed out.

He had no choice but to return to his original position sullenly, nodding his head and clasping his hands in front of his chest, waiting for Yukimura to clean his mouth without saying a word.

Knowing him like Yukimura, I feel that there are four big characters written on Sanada's face at this moment-I have something on my mind.

Although he was very curious about what kind of heavyweight incidents were enough to shake his friends, Yukimura never took the initiative to interfere in other people's private affairs, especially when the other party didn't seem to want to share with others; so he ignored Sanada's preoccupied appearance and chatted as usual Back to the teaching building.

When they parted ways at the top of the stairs, Sanada seemed hesitant to speak, and finally watched Yukimura disappear at the door of his class.

Physical education classes have always been separated for men and women, and the first group and the second group are taught.

The students took turns to return the equipment, and today it happened to be the turn of Sanada and Igarashiyuki.

The two walked towards the equipment room in a strange atmosphere. When Sanada bent down to count, Igarashi finally couldn't help breaking the silence, leaning on the door frame with a slightly cool tone.

"You like her, don't you?" She used interrogative sentences, but her tone carried an unpleasant certainty.

Sanada froze slightly, then brushed past the blond boy with his usual expression, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You know who I'm talking about!" Igarashi stood sideways to block Sanada, frowning and slammed the door behind him hard.

The airflow tensed up instantly.Sanada was very annoyed by Igarashi's slightly rude gestures - this very possessive questioning tone, as if he had meddled with something that belonged to the other party.

It's really inexplicably annoying.

Igarashi Yuki was also in a bad mood, he could clearly see what happened between Sanada and Hanawa that day; when he went downstairs with him, the scene of the girl kissing the boy on tiptoe was replaying in his mind over and over again , can't stop at all.

Igarashi felt that if he didn't talk to Sanada face to face, he couldn't calm down at all.

"You like her." Sanada remained silent, as if he and Igarashi didn't want to say more on this topic; in a dark and closed space, the two teenagers looked at each other closely, face to face, and spoke their lines in the same tone The speed is full of the taste of a long shot-this kind of plot in idol dramas is usually endowed with the characteristics of dog blood, thunder and fire. To the end of the whole world.

However, the positions of the two protagonists are rivals in love rather than CP. Naturally, it is impossible for Sanada and Igarashi Yuki to solve the troubles of love with each other.

"Igarashi-kun, that's my privacy."

"Don't you admit it? If that's the case, why didn't you refuse? Why did you condone Misaki's actions?" Igarashi's voice was already tinged with a little gunpowder.

Sanada frowned, feeling confused.

After Hanawa kissed him that day, Sanada felt that something was subverted in an instant, and many unknown feelings poured out to overwhelm him, and Sanada was stunned at that time.

"Sanada-kun, do you like me?" When the girl asked this question intently, the answer flashed in his mind, but he didn't know how to answer it.

Under Hanawa's gaze, Sanada felt that he had nowhere to follow.

Do you like flower wheels?So he likes flower wheels?

He struggled over and over again, powerlessly allowing this question to circle over and over in his mind.

In fact, Sanada is not very clear, how to define the liking in Igarashi's mouth, and his own feelings for Hanawa; if he must draw a conclusion, it is probably... Hanawa is a different existence?

According to his usual style, no matter how thick-skinned and natural familiar Hanawa is, it will be difficult for Sanada to be shaken; just like rejecting Hosoda Iori, although Sanada will feel a little sorry for the girl, he will never give in at all; , is his tenderness.

Flower wheels are different.At the beginning, when the other party appeared out of nowhere to follow him, Sanada felt a headache at first, and then gradually got used to it, and occasionally complained to Hanawa; and later, when the girl sincerely gave him a gift, there would be a delicate feeling in his heart. Touched; when only his own figure is reflected in the girl's eyes, he will feel at ease; when the girl goes on a blind date, he even has a slightly sour feeling of being betrayed, which is a bit exaggerated - quite a bit of being favored by Hanawa Bad, don't want to see her being nice to others.

Is this... possessiveness?

"Hey! Is there anyone else in the equipment room? The door is going to be locked!"

Sorry, we'll be right out. "Sanada said in a deep voice, with his arm over Igarashi and twisting the doorknob, "Let's go. "

"Sanada..."

"That question, I will give Hanawa a serious answer."

Igarashi Yuki watched Sanada walk away with complicated eyes, her brows loosened and then furrowed.

Today is really a messy day, everything that should have come and should not have come.

Not far away, Hosoda Iori was slowly walking towards Sanada with a calm smile; Sanada sighed wearily in his heart, "What's the matter, Hosoda-san."

"Merry belated Christmas, Sanada-kun." Hosoda's smile was full of shyness, "Also, please accept my heart, Sanada-kun."

Through the gap above the gift bag, you can clearly see the delicate and complicated patterns on the dark blue scarf. was quickly suppressed.

"Sorry." With two simple words, they pulled away neatly and politely.

Hosoda felt sour in his heart, but the arm holding the gift stubbornly stayed in the air; the pretentious calm disappeared completely, and the always elegant girl looked aggrieved and stubborn at this moment, staring at Sanada intently.

Although he didn't want to hurt the proud girl in front of him, Sanada could only repeat unmoved: "Sorry."

The person I like is not you.

Sitting with Yukimura in a cafe near the school was an hour later.

Seeing that Sanada was thinking about how to start, Yukimura was not in a hurry, and leisurely stirred the coffee in front of him, the air was filled with the sweet and mellow aroma of milk.

Although his friend has no love experience at present, Yukimura ranks the highest in EQ index and trust index in Sanada's heart.

Besides, as the saying goes, the bystander knows the truth.

Really couldn't bear to continue to be messy, Sanada decided to cut the mess quickly, and chose the most direct method - to seek the help of his friend Yukimura to further solve this problem.

"Yukimura, how...you like a girl?"

Such a straightforward opening statement is in line with Sanada's style.

"Sanada, you treat her differently than you treat others, right?" Yukimura didn't need to practice Tai Chi, and just talked about it directly.

"At Christmas, in the Ferris wheel, I... I almost kissed her."

Looking at the tense Sanada, Yukimura laughed, "Sanada, relax a bit. It's normal to want to kiss the girl you love."

Sanada, you are... so shy!The performance of sullen syndrome.It's actually a simple question, isn't it?Yukimura didn't believe that Sanada would naturally be unaware of his own intentions, but if it was a good friend, he might reflexively avoid it?

Aren't you trying to save face now?He obviously likes other girls, but he is stubborn and refuses to admit it.

Yukimura suddenly felt a black-bellied mood that he liked to hear, and Sanada usually sat upright, and he was so kind when he was in a hurry.

"My beloved girl...?"

"Didn't you admit it in your heart? Sanada," Yukimura felt the halo of life mentor on his head continued to bless, "If you don't like it, why would you want to kiss her?"

Sanada turned his head away, hiding his expression under the shadow of the brim of his hat.

Tsk tsk, that's not honest.

"By the way, I saw Hanawa-san today. He looks not in a good spirit. It's rare."

Hearing this, the boy on the opposite side froze suspiciously.

"Igarashi-kun sent her home, so there shouldn't be any problem."

Sanada picked up the coffee and took a sip, the scalding liquid managed to make his facial expression ugly.

Yukimura maintained a calm and elegant smile, put on his jacket easily and stood up, "It's getting late, let's go."

"Hmm." With difficulty twisting his scalded tongue, Sanada uttered a distorted syllable, packed his things and walked towards the bus stop with Yukimura.

While waiting for the car, I still couldn't stop the thoughts that had been drifting in my mind since just now——

That fellow Hanawa is in a bad state of mind?

It's a joke made by a black-bellied friend, Sanada thought sullenly, Hanawa's rough nerves are her trademark, and Sanada has never seen Hanawa angry or depressed.

Yes, girls are always so good-tempered, at least to him.

But what if she really...?

It's not that I didn't feel Hanawa's pitiful sight that day.A sweet girl with dimples all the time, Sanada can't imagine her decadent appearance-it's too unsuitable for Hanawa!

The point is, the culprit of all this is himself.

"The car is coming, why don't you get on?" Yukimura's smile narrowed, as if he had already guessed his friend's next move.

Sanada pulled his hat and said resolutely: "Sorry, Yukimura. You go back first, I still have something to do."

"Then see you tomorrow, good luck." Yukimura stepped into the car briskly.

Sanada turned around and strode forward in another direction. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed the number that he had memorized by heart.

The call was as usual, with a short busy tone, and was quickly connected.

"Sanada-kun?" came a soft female voice.

"Where are you? Stand there and wait for me to come over."

The author has something to say: School is starting, and I am in a hurry.

Thank you for taking the time to listen to Al's storytelling, and I wish the little angels learn to work hard.

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