[Liuhua Tongren] I really want to say I love you loudly

It was so easy to rely on his extraordinary physical strength and height to pass through the overlapping crowds to the rest area of ​​the part-time workers. Just as Sakuragi put on the bright cartoon pants filled with sponge, a cold voice sounded impressively behind him. : "That's why you have to ask me to come here today?"

"boom!"

What responded to Rukawa was a loud muffled sound, and a shiny bulge shot out of Sakuragi's fiery red hair in an instant.

"But...evil..." Junlang's face wrinkled into a ball because of the pain, Sakuragi suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Bastard Rukawa Kaede! Are you a ghost?!"

"Stupid (ば)... egg (か)." Narrowing his slender black eyes, Rukawa made a concise and powerful evaluation.

"All in all, you bastard fox is waiting here for me! I am very busy now, and I will count on you when I am done..."

Sakuragi, who was staring angrily, didn't finish his sentence, his right to speak was forcibly interrupted by Rukawa's sudden kiss, which also made his face and hair color more uniform by the way.

"You idiot are waiting here for me." After finishing speaking, Rukawa let go of the hand holding Sakuragi's head, and turned around neatly, but did not move his long legs, but turned his gaze slightly, and continued to speak: "Listen, I'll pick you up when things here are over."

Blushing and stunned in place, he didn't come back to his senses until Rukawa's back disappeared from Sakuragi's sight, and then he blushed and shouted: "Bastard! Who will listen to you, a bastard fox!!"

"I wish you all the best in your studies, work and love in the new year, and please continue to support our little eight!"

Miss Yoko, who is wearing a red and white priestess costume, has a sweet smile, which is as fascinating as her very friendly voice.

Behind her, Sakuragi, the mascot of Hachiman Shrine, is waving her arms vigorously. Although this year's winter is not warm, there is still a lot of snow on the road paved with bluestones, but it can be worn in a bulky costume , Sakuragi was already covered in sweat.

There are more and more people gathered around, and the sky is getting darker and darker.

Looking at the warm orange lights that gradually lit up on the small vendors around, Sakuragi knew that today's part-time job was coming to an end.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the icy temperature that brushed past the edge of his lips before the part-time job started.

He violently rubbed his arm towards the mouth, and it took him a long time to realize that he was still wearing a costume, and the action just now was only "Xiao Ba" rubbing his mouth, not him.

Opening his mouth and snorting, Sakuragi made up his mind.

A determination closely related to Rukawa.

Standing in the crowd and looking at the brightly colored "Xiaoba" from a distance, behind Rukawa's dark bangs, there is softness in his clear eyes.

Big idiot……

"Rukawa, so you are still interested in that kind of thing?"

Rukawa's invisible eyes did not escape Xiandao's sight. He smiled, and there seemed to be light in his smile, but it couldn't shine on the black-haired and black-eyed boy in front of him.

Hearing this, Rukawa just swept across the fairy road coldly, and didn't talk to him.

This guy is always haunting and annoying.

He didn't show any displeasure because of Rukawa's indifference, Xiandao's eyes followed Rukawa who was walking away, then slowly retracted, looking forward towards the trajectory of his gaze just now, and finally at the end of the crowd "Little Eight" settled down.

The corners of his lips were raised, and the smile on Xiandao's face was enlarged.

Sakuragi... seems to always surprise him.

Wouldn't it be more fun if you didn't puncture it...

Under the light of the city, the bottomless dark sky does not look so indifferent and alienated, on the contrary, it shows a bit of human warmth in this cold deep winter.

There seemed to be a lot of people visiting Hachiman Shrine this year to pray for blessings, so many that Sakuragi had to work overtime and continue to do boring movements.

He's always been a simple guy who won't refuse a girl's request.

Even if Oda snatched away the eyes of his sweetheart back then, he would still heal a wounded heart after crying bitterly, and then start to regroup and move forward bravely.

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