[Net King] It's just that the butterfly doesn't want to

"Your cake looks delicious."

The boy in the sun has brilliant red hair. As he tilts his head slightly when he speaks, the hair curves over the girl's eyes to create a stream of air.

She blinked subconsciously.

For the sensitive human interaction of adolescence, this is already too close a distance.

The young man seemed completely unaware of his offense. He rested his hands on the window sill, staring intently at the cake that was about to be baked in the opposite cooking classroom.

Ogata Yui sighed softly.

She didn't remind or blame the boy, but quietly took out the cake and placed it on a plate, and skillfully decorated it with cream. When she was doing all this, she could clearly feel that the boy's gaze had moved away from the cake, as if it had actually fallen on her. His fingertips, and then moved up slowly, finally, he lay down on the window sill, looking at the girl boldly and curiously.

It was obviously the first time we met, Marui Fumta thought, but he always felt as if he had seen the scene in front of him many times, those memories that existed in hallucinations were faint, and were soon covered by the sweet smell of cake.

Although for boys, being greedy is not a handsome attribute, but the boy doesn't seem to have this self-awareness. When he discovered this delicacy, he naturally wanted to get a piece of the pie—anyway, he didn't like the food fed by the girls. Things are taken for granted, and almost no one will refuse him.

The girl in front of her didn't say "no".

However, for the time being, there was no intention of responding to him.

She patiently decorated the cake, and she didn't intend to set aside a portion for the waiting boy for the sake of praise.

Marui Bunta thought he would be very impatient, the smell of cake lingered on the tip of his nose, but his appetite was supposed to be restless, but some other emotion surfaced. girls face.

He found that he didn't want to eat this cake.

It was a somewhat unfamiliar experience.

Fumta Marui puffed up his cheeks, and after thinking about it, he thought he might want to have that cake.

——The complete cake in the girl's hand that could belong to him and would never melt.

As twilight gradually rose, the setting sun dyed the boy's red hair, making it even more intense, like a flame with a scorching heat. Even though Yui Ogata tried his best not to pay attention to him, he still felt too dazzling and hard to resist.

It was like every time he suddenly broke into her sight.

It is a kind of straightforwardness and enthusiasm that is unique to the teenagers in front of him and cannot be escaped.

……

【One Week】

"Your cake looks delicious."

In the cooking class, Ogata Yui held the mold in his left hand and the egg beater in his right hand. As a complete culinary idiot, he couldn't figure out why he would take this class.

However, the teacher's strict gaze soon fell on the stunned student, and she quickly lowered her head and pretended to fiddle with it a few times.Although he was in a lively classroom, he didn't know anyone around him, so Yui Ogata could only quietly search for tutorials on his mobile phone, and only managed to make a cake that looked a bit horrible before the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Just when Yui Ogata looked at the poor work and was inevitably disappointed and frustrated, the boy's clear voice passed through the noisy classroom.

Ogata Yui turned his head, and bumped into the boy's clear eyes with a smile and expectation.

"Can I try it?" Marui Bunta said for the first time.

She froze, nodded slowly, saw the young man smiled contentedly, and realized with bewilderment that his gaze never fell on the cake he was expecting from the beginning to the end.

It was her he had been watching.

This cognition made her feel a little strange, and was quickly diluted by the boy's exaggerated praise.

"Can I try it later?"

Finally, Fumta Marui bit his spoon and asked in the empty classroom after class was over.Before he could react, some kind of super-intuitive reaction had blurted out.

"Okay." It was the voice of joy after being recognized, she undoubtedly said so.

Everything went smoothly.

The teenager seems to be careless when he treats others, but he is actually very measured, and his straightforward requests are not too difficult. It seems that since the day we met, the ordinary and trivial intersections on the same campus have reasonable explanations.

She became acquainted with Marui Bunta very quickly.

Occasionally, when watching the young man beside him biting the strawberries on the cake and narrowing his eyes comfortably, Yui Ogata would also think in a daze that he always seemed to be able to get what he wanted, from the first time he told her From the beginning of the sentence, the whole rhythm has been controlled.

but……

But what?

Where and where did the sense of disobedience that has been lingering in my heart come from?

Such a peaceful, yet juvenile-dominated daily life lasted until that ordinary early spring afternoon.

As Valentine's Day approaches, the atmosphere on campus is inevitably impetuous. It seems that a sweet, dream-like atmosphere will emanate from the air at any time.When Yui Ogata was decorating the cake, Fumta Marui asked suddenly as if on a whim, "Can you make chocolate?"

The boy lay on the table, and raised his eyes to stare at her with the kind of anticipation, vague and inevitable gaze when they met for the first time.

She knew what he really wanted to ask, and the hidden meaning behind it was——

will you make me chocolate

That uncontrolled reaction swept over again, making Yui Ogata feel dizzy, as if only a few tenths of a second had passed, or as if time had been stretched infinitely.

"will not."

The dizziness suddenly dissipated.

Ogata Wei was a little unbelievable, raised her hand to cover her mouth in surprise, she didn't seem to realize that this was what she said, she stumbled, trying to make her rejection more obscure, "I, I haven't learned ……chocolate."

Then she saw the inevitable disappointment in the boy's brilliant eyes.

"Why?" He was not angry, but asked softly.

Ogata Yui frowned.

Why... She is obviously willing to make cakes for him, will go home together when they meet each other, and share each other's lunch. She has tacitly agreed to so many things, so she must like Wentai...?

She should like him.

In a daze, Yui Ogata grabbed the piping bag tightly in his hand, and the swarming cream destroyed the supposedly beautiful cake decoration, making a mess.She stared at the messy cake and suddenly thought of——

She was never good at cooking.

Why on earth did she step into the home economics classroom in the first place?

"I...don't know..." She could only answer Wentai like this, "I don't know either."

It all came to an abrupt end before being overwhelmed by a surge of guilt.

The boy who hadn't had time to express his heart, the coldness of early spring, the falling flowers on the window sill...all turned into a bubble-like illusion. Finally, the sunset also set, and the misty night gathered from all directions.

【Second Week】

Opening her eyes again, she was standing in the noisy cooking classroom with Marui Bunta sticking her head out from behind.

"Your cake looks delicious."

The boy's eyes were innocent and clear, and he had no idea what had happened.

This is the second time he said it.

"No, it's not possible." Ogata Yui, who hadn't understood the situation yet, suppressed his anxiety and refused dryly.

"Ah, that's it...why?" The boy was visibly lost, and in his depressed mood, Ogata Yui's heart jumped, and the ominous premonition struck again.

The bell rang in time for the end of get out of class, as if she heard the signal of salvation, she put down the things in her hands, ignored the doubts of the teacher behind her, opened the door and ran out of the classroom in a panic, and did not turn back in the quiet corridor where the echo of footsteps could be heard, Wanting to escape from the boy's disappointed eyes staring at him.

It seems that I hit someone.

She raised her head and barely saw the chin of the person in front of her. When she was about to apologize, everything disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene around him had changed.

……

【Three Weeks】

Back to school season.

The school road was extremely lively because of club recruiting activities. Ogata Yui was still at a loss as to why he had appeared at this point in time. He had been pushed into a corner by the crowd, and when he came back to his senses, he was holding a completed Culinary club membership application form.

"There is a newcomer!"

The senior at the booth cheered up and took the piece of paper from her hand.

Ogata Yui reacted suddenly, but it was too late: "No... wait a minute!"

In the noisy environment, her voice was drowned out by the crowd.

Yui Ogata watched helplessly as her name was written in the recruiting list of the culinary club, and the enthusiastic senior asked her to report the time and what to prepare. It is an audience outside the screen, who can neither blend in nor change anything.

It turned out to be the case.

Every refusal from her just pushed them closer until she couldn't escape.

Suddenly, a feeling of breathless suffocation was slowly suppressed from the void, and before it completely enveloped her, one hand brought her out of the crowd.

Yagyu Hiroshi stared down at the absent-minded girl, and his eyes fell on the overlapping wrists. He stared quietly for a while, until Ogata Yui's lowered head moved, and then calmly and restrainedly moved. let her go.

The girl didn't notice his movements, and was a little surprised when she saw him, "Why are you here?"

"Saw you upstairs."

Ogata Yui followed his gaze and saw that the window of the student union was facing the school road.

"……Oh."

She thought that Liu Sheng would ask her why she was in a daze on the road, but the always strict bamboo horse didn't seem to ask the teacher to question and teach, and just kept silent for a while.

"Uncomfortable?" He even thoughtfully gave her a good excuse.

"A bit."

Liu Sheng sent her back to the classroom, and then returned to the student union to deal with official business—after all, it was the beginning of school season, and the student union piled up a lot of trivial matters.Ogata Yui opened the textbook she left in the classroom, it was brand new and tidy. She had the habit of doodling in class, but now it disappeared with the time of retrospect.

She re-wrote her name on the title page irritably, trying to figure out the current situation.

After school, Yagyu Hiroshi appeared uncharacteristically at the door of her classroom.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" The boy took her schoolbag with a cold expression, "I'll take you home."

"……Eh?"

Ogata Yui's confused mind became even more confused. Although there was a friendship growing up together, Yagyu Biroshi and her were obviously two different kinds of people. The strict self-disciplined teenager was full of arrangements after school by the department, the student union and the cram school. , and never absent, it is unheard of to go home directly.

"Aren't you going to the tennis club?"

I don't know why, but this sentence came out subconsciously.

There seemed to be a trace of inquiry in Liu Sheng's eyes for a short time, but was soon suppressed by a deeper calm, "I'm asking for leave."

incredible.

Ogata Yui smashed these four characters in his mind.

But Liu Sheng had his own ideas since he was a child, and never explained anything to her, "Let's go."

Dizzily, she followed.

The shadows are dragged very long at dusk.

The girl stared at the back of the boy who was maturing day by day, and at some point, her childhood playmate became more and more calm and calm, making it impossible to understand his thoughts, "Birus."

"Ah."

"Can the tennis club ask for leave?"

She seems to have vaguely heard someone mention it. At this time, the tennis club is fully preparing for the competition, and the atmosphere in the club is very tense.

"can."

"I heard that the training is very heavy now."

"Yeah." Liu Sheng seemed to glance at her, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to expand the topic. "The minister is ill. To make him feel at ease, everyone is doing their best."

"……Oh."

Head of the tennis department?A silhouette under the moonlight vaguely appeared in Ogata Yui's mind, but it was only for a moment, and the faint shadow quickly faded away, and she thought of other things-Marui Bunta was also the main candidate for the tennis club.

"Do you have a good relationship with the tennis club?"

Liu Sheng looked away calmly, as if he didn't notice that she was deliberately inquiring for information, so he responded.

Hearing Yagyu's affirmation, Ogata Yui was a little distressed. Since Yagyu recognized her as a friend, could she get some information about Marui Bunta from Yagyu... What if he doesn't say anything, he is very principled people.

Confused, he had already reached the door of the house.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Yagyu sighed inwardly, and opened the door of Ogata's house with the spare key he kept here.

He stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and gently touched the top of her hair.

"I have a better relationship with you." The boy stated in a flat tone in the twilight, "So, what do you want to ask?"

"..."

Ogata Wei was stunned for a moment.

Contrary to a guy like her who doesn't stick to details, Yagyu is serious by nature and never talks about his friend's character behind his back.She suddenly remembered many small things. Although Yagyu Hiroshi sticks to the principle, he will always give in for her.

"It's nothing." She shook her head, took her schoolbag from Liu Sheng, thought about it, and asked another question.

"Birus, if you play a game and never pass the level, will you keep repeating the challenge?"

As the words fell, the wind rustled, as if a gust of wind surrounded them.Fallen leaves fluttered, trembling in the air, and fell on the pond in front of Ogata's house, causing ripples in circles.

Liu Sheng remained silent.

It wasn't until the weird wind stopped that he seemed to have finished thinking, and spoke carefully and slowly.

"I think I probably wouldn't do such a meaningless thing."

……

Ogata Yui's thoughts slowly returned to the present.

Marui Bunta still maintained his posture lying on the window sill, not impatient at all, waiting quietly and full of hope.

She thought that Marui Bunta was that kind of person.

That kind... If the game is not cleared, he will keep, keep, keep repeating until he achieves the type he wants. It is very different from the appearance of jumping out. The boy has extraordinary gentleness and patience.

And she is the game that cannot be cleared.