I'm putting on a vest

Elliot has no evil intentions.

Let alone revenge, she didn't even know she was hurt.

Momoi really didn't have to help her wipe off the bad words on the table every day. Even if Elliot entered the classroom one morning and met the eyes of a group of people watching the show and really saw the accusations on the table, she would not put them on the table. heart.

At that time, she poured water on the girl's head. The idea was like when she was in elementary school. In order to prevent parents from coming back to check if you were secretly watching TV, she put her hand on the set-top box of the TV to measure the temperature, so she took ice cubes to cool down on the set-top box. Same.

She also used water to calm down the girl's head physically.

After all, water absorbs heat when it evaporates.

But she didn't express these thoughts to the teacher.

She automatically established the idea of ​​'this person can't understand me' before she made an excuse, so she just kept silent, nodding seriously to every word of the teacher's lecture.

A look of actively admitting mistakes and refusing to repent is even more irritating.

If other people were like mirrors, receiving different results for his actions, Fujiwa was like a blackboard, even if he stood in front of her and made vigorous movements, he would not receive any response.

What's the difference between preaching to her and preaching to a humanoid repeater that just says 'you said so'?

The teacher had no choice but to turn most of the firepower to Kise Ryota next to her.

In fact, the teacher also knew that Kise would definitely not be able to do this - just kidding, which boy fights with splashing water?

But since he was rushing to die, there was no other way.

When he came out, there were only 5 minutes left before the next class, his lunch was ruined, his stomach acid was corroding the inner wall, Kise and Elliot walked together, neither of them spoke, he only felt that this silence was better than accepting it in the office just now. It is even more uncomfortable when preaching.

Elliot still has wounds on her body and wet marks from pouring water. She doesn't seem to care at all. When passing by other classrooms, the girls reflected in the classroom windows also look indifferent. .

But on the way to the classroom one floor away, Erio stopped in her tracks.

Her eyes fell on Kise.

"Why. Do. Do this?"

She's talking about that lame, unthinking apology.

Elliot's voice stopped where it shouldn't, which made her words lack coherence. The sound wave spread in the empty stairwell, hit the wall, bounced back again, and then gradually weakened.

Kise kept his mouth tightly shut until the sound disappeared, just looking at Elliot's shoes above.

"..."

Da da da.

With no reply, she continued upstairs.

This is as it should be, Elliot will take the initiative to talk, it is almost as strange as a spaceship launched into outer space finally received a communication request from a different planet.

If you don't seize the opportunity, of course the opportunity will slip through your fingers.

only.Is it an illusion?

Kise followed Elliot up the steps.

Her back was very slender, and between the swaying hair, some heavy aqua-blue light dots roamed around because of the moisture.

The girl seemed a little happy.

The training time for math competitions is usually 2-3 hours after school in the afternoon.After that, Akashi still has training for the basketball club, so he always needs to hurry up.

But today, Elliot was stopped on the way to the student union room, and then turned around and went straight out of the school, heading for a building that looked very advanced outside.

Before a sister in beautiful clothes handed her the menu respectfully, she thought this building was some kind of exhibition hall or palace.

"Order what you like." Akashi said on the opposite side.

Elliot looked at Akashi blankly, and then looked at the menu blankly.

Most of the names on the menu are in ancient Japanese, as if they were taken directly from Japanese songs. Even if you look at those names, you will not understand what kind of dish it is.

To make up for this, a picture is thoughtfully placed next to the name.The pictures look mouth-watering.

Elliot didn't even turn the page, and casually pointed to three things on the two pages facing her when he handed it to her.

Her fingertips were like the albino tentacles of sea creatures cruising slowly over the menu, and she didn't say 'I want this', because she really couldn't spell the old Japanese name on the menu.

But the pretty sister next to her kept watching Elliot's movements. After she retracted her hand, it took another 5 seconds before she took the menu respectfully with both hands, bowed slightly to the two and walked out the door.

This should mean that she has written down what she ordered.

Elio watched her go out the door.

It's different from Elliot who bangs every time she closes the door, or can't close it tightly because of too little strength.It's like something out of an anime and you don't turn up the volume: the door opens, the woman walks out, and then the door closes softly without making a sound.

The sound insulation of this building is very good. After the door is closed, it is like another world inside. You can't even hear the sound of air flowing in the corridor.

Elliot sat down on a chair and sipped the free tea.

Elliot is not very able to drink tea. She usually drinks tea with milk and sugar.But this is not the kind of British black tea, but green, but it does not have the bitter feeling of Chinese tea. On the contrary, it will have a strong aftertaste after drinking it.

Sweet, a bit like the kind that children drink.

Elliot was very happy and drank a lot like drinking a drink.

When she finally put down the cup, she obeyed the atmosphere not with the back of her hand, but with a paper towel to gently wipe off the remaining tea liquid at the corner of her mouth.Only then did I realize that the liquid in Akashi's cup opposite her was a different color from hers.

It seems that the tea should be specially prepared for Elliot.

"Thanks. But. Why?"

"Because you didn't eat lunch?" Akashi said.

Elio nodded.

"Understood. That. Thank you."

Elliot ordered three meals, but the items here were all small, occupying only the center of the plate.

It's not so delicate, it's more like something for a Barbie doll.

Even so, she could only eat half of it. After eating half, she pushed the plate back to the center of the table, retracted herself into the chair, touched her stomach and shook her head, indicating that she could not eat it.

This set of actions is completely childish.

"Tenghe's food intake is very small."

Elio nodded and shook her head.

"Eat. Less than the average girl. Because it absorbs energy through photosynthesis."

"…yes?"

Are aliens like this?This is already the category of plants.

"And..." Elliot recalled what happened in the afternoon, "Before. The pink-haired girl gave... a sacrifice."

"Pink-haired girl..."

There are not many people with this hair color in this school, and there are even fewer people who can interact with Vine and Elliot.

"You mean Momoi?"

The sacrificial offerings should refer to the tribute food, this kind of statement is a bit lofty, but it is not annoying, anyway, Momoi's mood at the time should be the same as feeding a stray cat on the street corner.

'It looks so pitiful, give her something to eat. 'so.

"Really, it was Momoi who gave you the sacrifice..." Akashi thought about it.

"..."

Judging by Elliot's expression, she probably couldn't connect the two titles 'Momoi' and 'Pink-haired girl'.She generally gave them random names based on the impression the person made on her.

This is also because she went back to school after being missing for 6 months, completely forgot everyone's name, and everyone didn't introduce themselves again.

"Have you finished eating?"

nod nod.Elio jumped off the chair.

"Now. Back to school. Special training."

She has always called this training special training.

"The trophy...I want it."

"Trophy?"

The picture of the trophy for the competition was shown to Elliot on the first day, but she seemed to lack interest at the time.

"Well, because...it's very similar to the color at the same table."

The trophy was made of pure gold, and when placed in the sun, it was almost the same color as Kise Ryota's hair.

"Yes. As a reward... to him."

This should mean that during the commotion at noon today, Kise helped her with that matter, right?

"..."

"You would say the same thing."

I thought she only acted for herself and didn't care about anyone else.

Slightly moved, Akashi smiled.

"Then you have to work hard." He said gently.

Of course Fuji and Elio meant it when they said they wanted to get the trophy.

The competition was held out of town, and it was scheduled to take a plane at [-] pm the day before.Then go to hotel to rest.

The reservation was good, with plenty of time, even time to visit there.

"The only worry is whether Tenghe can arrive at the assembly point at the appointed time."

Normally no one would be late for such an important matter, but Fujiwa was just not the normal type.

If you want to communicate in modern society, first of all, of course, you have to rely on mobile phones.

"But Fujiwa doesn't have such a thing as a mobile phone."

Akashi said that for some reason, Kise bowed his head guilty like a parent whose child was scolded in a mess when he attended the parents' meeting.

Fuji and Elliot don't have mobile phones, so if you ask her, you might get an answer like 'The radio waves of the mobile phone and mine interfere with each other, so I can't carry it'.

"And I don't know the landline number of her home."

This "don't know" doesn't mean that Akashi and the others don't know her landline number, but that Fuji and himself have forgotten it.

'How on earth did this girl survive until now? ’ She’s a guy who makes people have that question in the first three minutes and can’t get rid of it.

"It's inconvenient to get in touch anyway." Akashi said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

He entrusted Kise to take her to the airport at nine o'clock in the morning.

This is because Kise seems to be the only one in the class who knows where her home is, and their home is quite close.

But Akashi never expected that at 6:[-] in the morning, he was knocked on the door by a maid half an hour earlier than usual, "Master, your friend is already waiting downstairs."

Your friend?

Who will come to him at this time?

Akashi told her, "...Okay, let him wait a little longer." Then he quickly got up and took a shower.

When going down, I also found an absolute foreign object in the antique mansion.

When he came downstairs, the water-colored particles in her hair were almost blowing on him with the breeze from the central air-conditioning system.

That is a person who could never be here.

"... Fujiwa?"

She rubbed her knees when she saw him, then jumped up from the sofa.

There was a real 'jump' and a very disturbing sound as her legs hit the coffee table.On the court, every time you hear this sound, it means a moderate bruise.

Fujika's eyes reflexively narrowed for a moment because of the pain, but then he waved his arms vigorously at Akashi like an elementary school student greeting a friend who came late at the appointed place.

'Look here here' feeling.

Akashi straightened the folds of his collar as he walked towards her.

I was woken up half an hour earlier. I went to bed early yesterday for the competition, so the sleep time is still guaranteed, but because the biological clock was disrupted, I was a little bit annoyed.

What are you doing here?This question was known to be wrong before it was uttered, so it was replaced with a more tactful but more objective answer, "How did you get here?"

As if using a search engine to search in the brain, Fujiwa answered without any delay.

"Because. I want to be with you. I'm worried about being late."

"Got the...home address, then."

"Gulu Gulu Gulu." She dubbed the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground, and then stretched out two fingers to make a walking gesture in mid-air.

"... came over?"

Nodding proudly.

"Sleeping until three. Cycling. Obeying the moon's gravity with the tides. Purring on the road"

"It's not allowed. Where you can ride a bike. Just... walk."

Her clothes were a little wet. It wasn't sweat, but the traces of morning dew on the clothes.

There are small wounds on Fujiwa's legs, which should have been obtained clumsily during the journey.

"..."

Akashi was completely speechless.

It seems that this girl was a little too excited to participate in the competition for the first time, because she was participating in the competition with Akashi, so she was worried that he would be late, and because there was no way to contact him without a mobile phone, so she came directly.

"You said...'slept until three o'clock'."

nod nod.Covering his mouth with his hands, he yawned softly, "Ha...".

Walking on the street at 3 o'clock in the morning, should it be said that no bad guys appeared fortunately?

"..."

He took a deep breath.

"Are...angry?"

Tenghe shrank down anxiously, and the hand that was raised high also slid down clockwise like the hour hand on a clock, sticking to his thigh.

I didn't feel scared when I walked for several kilometers on the street at night, why did I start to get scared now?

"After the competition, I have to buy you a mobile phone first."

Akashi said that his voice was much calmer than he imagined.

"The first contact is me. Next time you encounter this kind of thing, call me directly."