lost to yellow ball

For the first time, Kuri Kushima felt nervous about leaving school.

She still doesn't know how to deal with Yukimura Seiichi, whom she has been unfamiliar with for a long time,... Maybe she is the only one who thinks so.Thinking of the other party's still gentle behavior when she was on the rooftop at noon, she secretly sighed in her heart.

Why are boys still so dull no matter what, even if they are considered sensitive types in the same category?

Kushima Kili took off his indoor shoes, and the moment he opened the cabinet, several unpacked letters fell out.

She gave it a rare look, intending to take it apart and have a look, to make up for the confidence that was hit by Yukimura Seiichi.Although some unintelligible words were written as always, at least the content was all praising her.

After carefully reading each letter, Kushima Kili put the letters in his schoolbag.

Although I don't intend to respond, it is also someone else's wish, and it would be too much to just throw it away.

At least... go home and throw it away.

Kushima Jiri didn't go home with the classmates she had a good relationship with. She didn't plan to wait for Yukimura Seichi, nor did she plan to have a friendly relationship with others. She just wanted to go home quickly and take a hot bath to feel comfortable. Get some sleep.

Really tired, fall in love.

Unable to know what the other person is thinking, looking forward to a response, waiting endlessly...

Kili Kushima dragged his exhausted body and walked back slowly.

This apartment was carefully selected by two people and rented for a long time. The size and rent are just right, the door is also strictly controlled and controlled, the sound insulation effect is good, and although the decoration is not gorgeous, it is also clean and tidy.

After moving in, Kuri Kushima excitedly pulled Yukimura Seichi, who was not so busy at the time, to choose furniture and wallpapers for a long time.

Of course, there are also some lovely flowers and plants accompanied by Yukimura Seichi.

There is also such a stupid thing as naming flowers together.

...When we first got together, it was really sweet.

Kili Kushima opened the door and said to the empty house, "I'm back."

She threw her schoolbag on the sofa, took off her clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

Let's clean it up later, anyway, it will take at least two or three hours for that person to come back.

Kushima Jiri soaked in the bathtub absent-mindedly, blowing bubbles one after another.

The training of the tennis club is not so strict for everyone. At least the non-selected third graders seem to be very leisurely. After finishing the basic exercises, they gather together in twos and threes to rest and chat.

"When I came here just now, I saw classmate Jiu Dao, as if I was reading a love letter in the shoe cabinet." One of the boys with yellow hair said enthusiastically: "Speaking of which, I have been promoted to the third grade, and I haven't met Jiu Dao yet." Who did the classmate promise?"

"Didn't it mean that she has a partner she is dating?" another person said casually.

"It must be an excuse. Even if you're not from the school, you should come to pick up your lovely girlfriend after school, right? Jiu Dao usually goes home alone, or goes with the girls in the class. It doesn't look like a girl who is in a relationship." Female high school student." Huang Mao waved his hand indifferently, "If you want me to say, even if there is no response, if the love letter I wrote can be read by Jiu Dao, I would like to throw one."

He was only halfway through when a shadow loomed from behind him.

"What are you guys doing?" Genichiro Sanada said to them with a dark face, "Even if you are not the main candidate, don't you know what to do when you are working? Go and run 10 laps around the outer circle of the tennis court!"

Huang Mao and the others uttered a scream, but they didn't dare to disobey Vice Minister Sanada's order, and ran away one after another.

Yukimura Seiichi also stood behind, his smile faded a bit.

"Sanada, maybe I have to take a day off today." He smiled apologetically at Genichiro Sanada.

Genichiro Sanada pulled the brim of his hat, and said for a long time: "Too slack!"

Yukimura Seiichi looked at Sanada in surprise, "...Indeed, it is indeed too lax."

"Then I'll leave the rest of the work to you." As if he didn't intend to say too much, Seiichi Yukimura turned back to the lounge, changed into his school uniform, and left the tennis court.

Sure enough, I didn't listen to him and waited for him to come home.

Yukimura Seiichi thought of Kushima Kuri's appearance at noon, and thought a little worriedly, could it be that he was sick?

With things in mind, he walked back faster. The boy's footsteps were faster than the girl's, but when Seiichi Yukimura returned to the apartment, he was not much slower than Jiri Kushima.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound of pattering in the bathroom. While closing the door, he thought, is he taking a shower?

He casually glanced at the school uniform in the laundry basket, and it turned out that he was taking a shower.

He was a little worried if Ji Li was sick, not if he had a fever.Yukimura Seichi went to the kitchen to boil water first, and after preparing the thermometer and the medicine kit, he sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for someone to come out.

Kushima Jiri likes to turn on the shower when taking a bath, soaking while drenched in water. When he is in a bad temper, he will splash water out of the bathtub from time to time, which makes it useless to separate the wet and dry design.

Today's bathroom is also a mess, the floor and walls are full of foamy water, Kudao Jiri soaked until his fingers turned slightly white before standing up.

She stepped out of the bathtub naked and stood in front of the mirror.

Obviously, both his appearance and figure are impeccable, why is Yukimura Seichi like...Kiri Kushima searched the vocabulary in his mind, and finally spit out two words: "Blind."

She stretched her body left and right, and after looking for a long time, she didn't find a single unsatisfactory place.

I also thought of Yukimura Seiichi's almost zero female social interaction, and the style of mixing with people in the tennis club all day long.

Could it be... Jiri Jiudao looked seriously at himself in the mirror who had just taken a shower and improved his appearance by 20%, "Could it be that he is gay?"

Forget it, it should be unlikely.Kili Kushima shook his head, shook off the wild thoughts in his head, casually blown his hair until it was half dry, and then began to apply essential oil. After wiping his hair, he took care of his body up and down, even his toenails Carefully applied a layer of transparent liquid.

Even if her boyfriend is a straight man who doesn't look like a straight man, Kushima Jiri must insist on being a delicate and beautiful girl.

When she did all this well, her gloomy mood was also healed, and the relaxed mood of Kujima Jiri disappeared the moment she walked out the door.

She stared blankly at Seiichi Yukimura who was sitting on the sofa and turned to greet her when he heard the movement.

"... Change, pervert?"

Yukimura Seichi, who had already recited it: "...it's too much to say that you're a pervert."

At any rate, they have been living together for more than a year. Although there is no substantial development, Jiri Kushima will not be so excited to scream and beat people because of this. Dissatisfaction with the practice of turning away without hesitation.

What's the meaning?She is so pretty and still turn her head?

"Why didn't you make a sound when you came back?" Kushima Jiri said angrily.

"I just came back, you put on your clothes first." Yukimura Seichi said helplessly.

Kushima Jiri glanced at his body covered by the towel, is there something wrong with this person?Although there was a bath towel around when I came out, it's not like there's no reaction at all, right?She glared dissatisfiedly at the back of Yukimura Seiichi.

Sure enough, there are people outside?

She turned and went back to the room without saying a word.

Only then did Yukimura Seiichi turn his body around again, his fair face was stained with crimson at some point, and it took a while for it to fade away.

When Kili Kushima changed his clothes and came out, he was no different from usual.

"Ji Li, come here."

Kushima Jiri reluctantly moved to the side of Yukimura Seichi, "What are you doing?"

"Open your mouth."

Subconsciously obeying Yukimura Seichi's words and opened her mouth, Kujima Kuri only felt something cold was stuffed into her mouth, she said vaguely, "What are you stuffing me with this..."

"You are not allowed to talk when taking your body temperature." Seiichi Yukimura flicked Kudao Jiri's forehead lightly, and when she saw that she was calm, he rubbed her hair again and said, "You don't even dry your hair? Sit down Wait for me here, I'll get the hair dryer."

Kuri Kushima covered his forehead that was hit, sat on the sofa and watched Seiichi Yukimura walk into the bathroom and come out with a hair dryer.

"I don't want to blow it. It will hurt my hair." Although he said words of resistance, he did not resist Yukimura Seiichi's behavior of blowing, but his face was a little reluctant.

"Kiri's hair is already soft enough." Yukimura Seichi turned on the breeze, while using his fingers to smooth Kudao's hair a little bit, while blowing it with a hair dryer, "I won't give you a high-end one, is that okay?" ?”

Jiri Jiudao was silent for a while, and because of the thermometer in his mouth, his voice was a bit indistinct: "Then you are not very tired? What is the difference between this windshield and natural wind."

Yukimura Seiichi smiled, didn't speak, just stroked Kushima Kuri's long hair again and again.

Again.

Kili Kushima held a thermometer in her mouth, and was sitting on the sofa with her hair brushed down. The two looked like a couple with a good relationship.

It's like this every time, if we're together, it's as if nothing happened.Those lonely nights, lonely mornings, and unknown relationships don't seem to exist.When we first dated each other, I thought it was just a relationship, so there was no need to spread the word, and everyone would know about it after a long time.

But she really didn't expect it, and everyone didn't see it at all.

"It's time, come, let me take a look." Seiichi Yukimura temporarily put down the hair dryer, took out the thermometer that Kushima Kuri held in his mouth, and looked carefully, "I have a slight fever."

For some reason, he felt strangely relaxed. Was it really abnormal due to illness?

"Cover the blanket," Seiichi Yukimura covered Kushima Kuri with the blanket on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen to pour a glass of freshly boiled water and put it on the table, "Don't drink it yet. "He patted Jiri Kushima's outstretched hand gently.

"The water is still very hot now, so watch TV first. After I dry your hair, I will take the medicine." Yukimura Seichi picked up the hair dryer again, because Kudao Jiri took good care of her hair , Even with his movements, he was very careful, even if he accidentally took one off, he would quietly roll it up with his hands and put it in his pocket for later disposal, so that Kuri Kudao would never find out.

Jiu Dao Ji ideally said something, but he couldn't say it, and he only let out a muffled oh for a long time.