"Oct.20, AM08:30"

Ding--

The alarm clock in the morning was turned off just as it rang.

On weekends, the girl who was willing to get out of bed after sleeping till dawn studied her calligraphy homework while gnawing on bread. The work returned by the teacher with a dark face.

She admired it for a while and felt that her level had improved quite a bit.

A villain seemed to pop up in her mind, accusing her of complacency in a serious tone: "Too slack!"

The girl shuddered, and shook the inexplicable but somewhat familiar voice out of her mind. She tidied up her room and was about to start a happy weekend after finishing homework leisurely. When the phone screen lit up, it was a call from a friend in the same class. .

"Today's game was really exciting!" As soon as the phone was connected, the person on the other side began to share his knowledge, "Because Minister Yukimura is in the hospital, the first-year rookie in the tennis club is actually S3, and his style of play is too good !"

Amidst the friends' chatter about the newcomers in the tennis club, Ogata grasped the key words belatedly.

"……Contest?"

She felt as if she had forgotten something, and picked up the calendar on the table to study, "Is it today?"

"That's right!" The friend obviously thought of the same thing as her, and immediately changed his position, accusing him righteously, "Didn't you promise that Marui-san would come to see it? You won't oversleep again!"

Yui Ogata: "..."

Oops, she had a bad feeling.

She interrupted her friend with a guilty conscience, "Is the game over?"

"Not yet..." Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, there was a burst of cheers and sharp whistles on the phone, and her friend continued, "Ah, it's over now."

As the whistle fell, she felt a thump in her heart.

Complaints from friends on the phone, broadcasts from the arena, and cheers from the crowd were all separated by some unknown force for a moment, and then gradually fell silent.

"Oct.20, AM08:30"

……

Jingle bell--

The morning alarm went on for a long time this time.

Ogata Yui hugged the quilt, rolled himself into a ball and sat on the bed, staring at the alarm clock that had returned to 8:[-] a.m. for a long time, but couldn't calm it down.In the end, she had to resign herself to throwing away the alarm clock, got up to wash her hands, and when she stood in front of the mirror and combed her hair, the girl in the mirror was no longer as helpless as before, but clearly recognized:

Because of her missed appointment, time went back.

Right now, she seemed to have no other choice but to keep the appointment.

Ogata Yui was choosing the clothes to go out in front of the closet, thinking with some regret that she shouldn't be confused by Fumi Marui's cute appearance, and she let go, although on the surface he seemed to give him the freedom to go or not, secretly it was A character who is never reconciled if the goal is not achieved.

However, whether it is the game, Wen Tai, or even the retrospective time... these are not the most important.Ogata Yui looked at the clean room as if it had never been accidentally stained with ink.

"—Damn it, I just finished my homework!!!"

In the end, the girl made a heartbroken voice, as if she could no longer bear this reality, she slammed the door and left.

The competition venue was not far from the school, and Yui Ogata found the place without much effort. Through the long aisles and gates of the venue, she climbed up the stairs from the audience passage, which happened to be the link for the players to enter the venue.

The friend had already reserved a seat and was looking forward to it. When he saw her, he stood up happily and waved his hand to signal.

She walks to her buddy on the left.

Marui Bunta followed his teammates and entered the arena to the right, with his hands resting on his head, absent-mindedly wrestling with Bubble Gum. Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, and raised his eyes quietly.

Across the crowd of spectators in the front row, and the flags and cheering objects dangling in the air, his gaze fell on the girl accurately. The lively crowd was like spots splashed in oil paintings, but her figure was extremely clear into the eyes.

She was looking down through the noisy crowd.

Yui Ogata always gave him an untouchable sense of alienation.

Just like at this moment, she is clearly walking towards him, but there is always a distance that is not far away and cannot be easily crossed, as if they are at the two ends of a chaotic dream, and she is the one who is already awake.

As soon as the girl took her seat, her companion pushed her shoulder, with a gossiping tone, "He seems to be looking at you all the time."

Only then did Ogata Yui cast his gaze on the field, thinking it was a joke, but Fumta Marui stopped walking on the field at some point, and looked at this side steadily.She couldn't see the expression on Wentai's face at the moment, but she seemed to feel the focus in her eyes, and she couldn't help but hold her breath and look at him.

The boy suddenly smiled in the direction of the auditorium. When his teammates didn't know what happened, the boy in the sports department had slipped away like a gust of wind. The barrier between the arena and the seats was useless. In front of the girls.

"You're here!"

Fumta Marui didn't seem to notice the curious or probing eyes around him, and the angry roar of the deputy head of the tennis club behind him.

"……what."

She raised her head, and Marui Bunta put one hand on the back of the chair. This posture made him the only one in her sight.

"I thought you wouldn't come." He said with a relaxed expression, as if he didn't mind at all.

Yui Ogata sighed, thinking that what he said was really a meaningless support scene... If it is not affected by the retrospective, Marui Bunta is indeed a very considerate guy for girls.

She had no choice but to say, "A friend wants to play today."

Obviously this is not a good excuse, Marui Fumta snorted, not obsessed with the question of who she came for, "That's good too."

Ogata Wei didn't know why.

Sitting and standing, at such a close distance, the smell of the boy's body rubbed into the wind, covering her pervasively.

His heart was beating fast, but his mind was able to withdraw from this ambiguous scene soberly. Yui Ogata looked at him calmly, as if he couldn't feel the movement of his heart.

"No matter what the reason is," Marui Bunta looked at her, even though he found the girl's attitude of staying out of the matter at the moment, he still looked innocent and ignorant, "You are here now, aren't you?"

This inexplicable conversation made her instinctively feel uneasy, she changed the subject, "Someone is calling you."

"Well," Fumta Marui tilted his head slightly, and the eyes of Vice Minister Sanada behind him were almost condensed into blades, and he cut him up and down back and forth. He curled his lips childishly, "I'm about to be trained again."

Uh, this subtle word 'again' actually made her feel more sympathetic to the leader of the tennis club... Ogata Yui stopped his wandering thoughts, "Aren't you going back?"

Mrs. Wen gave her a helpless look, as if asking, 'Why don't you pretend? '.

Only then did she realize that she was speaking indiscriminately, and covered her mouth carefully. Fortunately, Fumita Marui was not careful enough to trigger time travel.

He just fell silent for a moment.

"Will you come again in the future?"

After the lesson in the morning, Ogata Yui no longer dared to agree to his request easily, "Does it matter?"

"Have."

Calm down, Wentai actually couldn't tell where her impulse came from at that moment.

But at that time, separated by the phantom-like crowd, the young man suddenly thought, if this is a bizarre dream, even if you have woken up, can you stay in this dream?

"If you're here," he hid what he really wanted to say, and replaced it with a more innocent-sounding expression, "I'm still very happy."

……

The young man who ran towards her under the watchful eyes of everyone seemed to come just to say this sentence, and left quickly.The players had already taken their seats in the players' seats, but if they listened carefully, the sound of the strict deputy head of the tennis department reprimanding the members echoed in the court.

The friends who watched the whole process from the sidelines were amazed, until the curious eyes around them gradually moved away, and finally couldn't hold back their curiosity, "Well, what's the situation now?"

"The game hasn't started yet."

"Not this one!"

"what?"

"It means Marui-san, do you understand what I mean? What do you think?"

While talking, there was another faint movement from the field. From their perspective, they could only see Chairman Sanada raised his hand and gave Bunta a chestnut.

"It just feels..." Ogata Yui said sympathetically, "It must be painful."

"Yeah, it hurts too much." The companion nodded in agreement and reacted for a while, "Wait a minute, it's not the problem..."

"?"

Ogata's only face looked back at her inexplicably.

"Forget it, it's nothing." The companion waved his hand, feeling a little speechless in his heart.

Although she is the protagonist of the incident, the girl doesn't seem to be enlightened at all. She may be more concerned about the situation in which the boy was scolded than what the boy wants to express. In short, Marui-san, there is still a long way to go ah.

Ogata Yui also stopped talking.

She lowered her head and looked at her fingers in a daze. There was no trace of ink on her hands that had been stained with ink from practicing calligraphy not long ago. It seemed a relief to be able to start over the weekend after oversleeping.

but……

She clenched her hand.

Even though she still doesn't understand why she became an inexplicably conditioned dramatic character, she still wants to seek a balance between the unreal and the real, which is a foregone conclusion.

She hates a normal life affected by flashbacks.

——I have to think of a way.

"Ah, look, it's about to start."

The companion put down the phone, and suddenly focused his gaze on the field.

Ogata Yui followed her line of sight, and the Lihai tennis club was surrounded by S3, who had been complained about by his friends for "excessive play". Come on, it's more accurate to say it's bullying.

After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and ran away with the tennis racket.

This situation was funny before the tense game, Ogata Yui also smiled along with the commotion around him, his gaze swept over everyone on the field, and the faint smile on his lips gradually faded away.

The voice in the hallucination seemed to surface again, and he said, "This way you can see me."

She didn't know what was separating her and who she was talking to.

"Liar." She fought back in her heart.

Finally, the referee blew the first whistle, and the game officially started. The overwhelming cheers came from the enthusiastic audience, sweeping the venue like a heat wave, suppressing everyone's different thoughts.

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