[SD Doujin] Light Blue Summer

After eating instant noodles from the convenience store, Sakuragi and I separated at the intersection because we were heading home in completely different directions. We walked home slowly, and our eyes were still on our mailbox just before entering the elevator.

Perhaps, today there will be a miracle is not necessarily?

When I opened the letterbox, there was something thick stuffed inside. I was very pleasantly surprised and took it out immediately. When I tore open the kraft paper envelope and saw the inside, I realized that it was just the inside page of the magazine I took last time in Lingnan, Mami The lady has already sent all the samples, and there is nothing else in the mailbox besides this.

Reluctantly groping inside for a long time, there was still nothing there. I walked slowly into the elevator with the samples in my arms. The moment the door was about to close, a hand suddenly stretched in and stopped the elevator door from closing. Looking at the basketball, it seemed that he had just finished training. He took a look at me and walked in.

"where did you go."

As the elevator floors continued to rise, Rukawa, who was resting with his back against the wall, said.

"Well... Secret special training." After much deliberation, I decided to keep it a secret, and let Sakuragi surprise Rukawa during training tomorrow, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No." He answered simply, shaking his head slightly.

"I guessed it a long time ago." He lifted the bag in his hand and handed it to him, just as the elevator had stopped on our floor, "The instant noodles from the convenience store, take it back and eat."

"Oh, come here too." Rukawa walked ahead, stopped at the door of his house, took out the key to open the door, beckoned me to go in, turned on the light in the room, and took the remote control on the cabinet and Throw me the bag together, "I'm going to take a shower, you watch TV."

Obviously I just don’t know how to eat instant noodles, so why didn’t I say clearly… I watched Rukawa walk into my bedroom to get clothes, sighed, went back to my home, changed into home clothes, tied up my hair, and then went back to my home. Rukawa's kitchen helped him heat up the instant noodles, brought them to the living room, and waited for him to come out after taking a shower. He sat on the sofa and looked at the samples while sorting them.

It seems that the shooting effect this time is still very good... I silently commented to me who was smiling in the photo, not because I am so beautiful, but because the beautiful scenery in Lingnan helped a lot.

When I think of Lingnan, I think of Immortal Dao.

When I think of Sendo, I remember my student ID card is still in that guy's hand.

"Here..."

The TV was turned on by Rukawa who came late. He put on a white T-shirt, wiped his dripping hair and sat next to him to start eating dinner. It was rare for him to watch the live broadcast of a basketball game without turning on the TV. , but tuned to an entertainment program that I don’t know what it was for. In it, a guy with heavy makeup who looked a bit like a witch held a card and approached the camera and chattered.

"Libra, you will meet your destined person within this month, don't you hurry up and talk about a beautiful love?"

Hearing the word "Libra", I raised my head, as if noticing my actions, the fortune teller turned over a card, "Hehe, if you believe me, maybe your lover is not far away now Waiting for your response."

"..."

I decisively picked up the remote control and switched the channel, but it turned out that a man and a woman were still in love on the screen and began to embrace and kiss each other. I was upset and switched again, switching... Maybe it's because of the prime time, many programs are on the air. Recently, the ratings have dropped. I had no choice but to tune to the news channel because of the broken idol love story, and watched the almost bald host report the news from all over the world one after another, and my mood finally calmed down.

"...I'm done eating."

Rukawa put the box on the table, and I stood up and threw it into the trash can in the kitchen. When I came back, I found that Rukawa had switched back to the horoscope show again, and he seemed to be watching it quite seriously.

"What is the zodiac sign on January 1st?"

When I was about to ask him when he became interested in constellations, Rukawa suddenly asked.

"Capricorn, what's the matter? I don't remember you being interested in this before." Sitting next to Rukawa again, I replied casually.

"So you're a Libra?"

"I am on October 10th, and I am a Libra."

"Oh."

He suddenly lost the desire to continue watching, switched the show to the NBA All-Star game, and concentrated on watching the NBA superstars running on the field, with a hint of longing in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, it doesn't seem like a long time before the county competition." Leaning back against the sofa, he closed his eyes and rested his hands on the back of his head relaxedly, "You have to work hard."

"It's too long-winded."

His tone was a little helpless, "I know this better than you."

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He was called up by Rukawa’s knock on the door in the morning, maybe it’s really related to the upcoming county competition, I think he looks more and more motivated... He finished washing as fast as he could, with his hair casually draped over his shoulders, Looking at the foggy morning, I felt very weak when I walked beside Rukawa to go to class.

Seeing that he changed to another bicycle, the last time the bicycle must have been damaged and not repaired, Rukawa stepped on the ground with one foot and looked at me without speaking. After comparing the mental state of the two of us, I decided to sit down. In the back seat, he was riding a bicycle, and I leaned against his back and fell asleep lightly.

Rukawa was very sober, and nothing special happened all the way to the school. When he arrived at the school gate, he slowed down the speed of the car. I also swayed under such a sudden brake, and my consciousness slowly returned. I looked at myself. In the back seat of the car, Rukawa had already stopped the car and frowned at me.

"Are you going?"

It seems that IQ has not returned, I tapped my forehead, and Rukawa asked again, and I realized that he was asking me if I wanted to go to the morning training of the basketball team.

"No."

I shook my head, jumped out of the car seat, walked to him and took the handlebar, "I'll push the car to the carport and then to the restaurant, you go to training."

Rukawa stared at the car for a few seconds and left with my bag on my back. I yawned and pushed the car slowly towards the carport. Thanks to the coldness brought by the faint mist in the morning, I was no longer as sleepy as when I just woke up. Rukawa I am not used to having breakfast in the morning. I only remembered when I arrived at the restaurant with the bread and milk I had already bought in my hand.

God, my brain is really getting more and more forgetful.I returned to the classroom early with two copies in my arms, and Yang Ping was not there. A few students in the class were seriously reviewing their books. I put the bag on the table and tore open the bread and milk packaging bags, on the premise of not disturbing the students as much as possible. Eating slowly.

"Hey Ayu, it's really early."

Yohei came in through the back door, seemed a little surprised to see me so early, put down his bag and greeted me.

"Well, it's because of Rukawa's training." Seeing that he seemed sleepy with his chin propped up, I couldn't help but ask, "Yohei, why didn't you rest?"

"Oh, it's okay, I went back late from work last night." After he finished speaking, he lay down on the table, looking very tired. I stopped talking wisely, silently looked at another breakfast on my table, and put it quietly to his desk.

× × × ×

Mr. Muramoto's algebra class was as boring as ever. When I opened the textbook and faced the dense numbers, I felt drowsy gradually coming up again.

The students next to me also looked drowsy, but only Sakuragi made the loudest call. Teacher Muramoto held the chalk in his hand, his face changed drastically, but as if thinking of something, he sighed and turned his back silently Continue writing on the blackboard.

"Muramoto let Sakuragi go so easily today?"

The girls in front began to mutter softly when they saw Mr. Muramoto, who usually severely punishes sleeping classmates.

"Isn't it because of Rukawa-kun from Class 10, it seems that Muramoto was given a serious lesson last time."

The other girl finished speaking with righteous indignation, and then clenched her fists, "Rukawa-kun is so handsome, if I let him rest well, hehe."

It seems that Rukawa's charm has already spread to our class. I turned my eyes back to the blackboard. I really don't know that there are so many beauties, why can't Rukawa pick a favorite?I turned the pen in my hand, and felt more and more that I always like to worry about it. I shook my head and smiled at my ignorance. I took out the English book, and I started to sit and practice seriously.

I have to say that Sakuragi is more motivated today than before. He swaggered out of the classroom and shouted, "Genius basketball players are going to practice again!" Attracted a lot of attention in the corridor. I don't know that today's practice day is Sakuragi Will you go to Rukawa to practice the technique I taught him yesterday?

Suddenly, I felt a little looking forward to it.

Do you want to go to training today?