Crush on classmate Knotweed

In the end, the backstreet girl song sung by Junpei was booked out again.

Wild Rose ridiculed this: "Men who like girl groups are fat nerds!"

"No," Shunping sang splits in his voice, and his hoarse voice was still struggling. "Backstreet Girls are a group of inspirational girls who pursue their dreams. They really have dreams. I think it is a great thing for people to have dreams."

Fu Heihui glanced back, and casually suggested: "Go buy water?"

"It's fine," Wild Rose thought for a while, then nodded, "But isn't there ice water here, Yuko—"

The two of them quickly pressed her shoulders.

"Hey! Why are you always so rude..."

"The water here is not good. The water in 711 is sweeter. Let's go to 711 immediately."

After Yuko Ozawa, who was slowly packing up her things behind her, pushed the door, they said "Go buy water" and hurried away, disappearing from the sight of others immediately.

Yuko Ozawa is not a fool.

She froze for a few seconds, bent her lips involuntarily, and then covered her face angrily.

Are these people really her friends?

She turned her face away in anger, just in time to bump into the pink-haired boy a little ahead of her, and there was a very wide horizontal gap between them.

Both of them swallowed nervously for a long time before she waited for the knotweed to turn around.

He raised a bright smile: "Want to buy water?"

Yuko Ozawa took a moment to find the voice.

"Do you want to buy it?" she asked back.

"I'm asking you," Hu Zhang shook his arm distractedly, and the shadow kept shaking. "Although they all went to buy water, but, well, I think your opinion is more important than theirs."

She couldn't help bending her lips again.

Ozawa Yuko quickly turned her face away, tried her best to control her expression, and said under her throat, "...then go."

The two stopped for a while at the same time.

After a few seconds, they moved out slowly. Both of them were not walking fast, because Ozawa Yuko was raised to walk slowly, but the person next to him also started to slow down.

He generally likes to swing his arms a lot, or walk lazily with his pockets in his pocket.

Yuko Ozawa, who has experienced a crush and died, still remembers this.

She stared intently for a few seconds, realizing that he had begun to imitate her pace and slowed down, because he was taking care of her speed, and the emotion exploded at this moment.

A little slave living in her heart suddenly jumped out, holding a cake, and looked at her tearfully:

"Really, is such a good thing really for me?"

She knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

God, is she entitled to this delicious cake?Does she qualify?She has always been a slave who is allowed to be abused by others, except for the relatives of the slaves, almost no one treats her so well——

Oh, by the way, she also has a friend named Wild Rose.

Yuko Ozawa quickly poured herself a basin of water, sent a text message to her friends, and then she became colder, comforting herself that there will be many boys who like her in the future.

He is just one of them.

So when he likes himself, it is normal to please himself, which is normal behavior.

【Wild Rose: The three of us leave first. 】

She gasped.

"Wow, what a beautiful neon light," Knotweed yelled in surprise, crossing his hands and propping the back of his head, "Look, it's really beautiful, and you can stack a lot of lights here."

Ozawa Yuko looked down at the place he pointed in a daze.

At night, a row of claw machines are shining brightly in the dark, and many LED lights are winding around it like small snakes, making the surroundings brighter, and it is the only color on the empty street.

She suddenly got closer: "It's Xing Dailu!"

Knotweed put down his hands as soon as he heard it, and the two of them immediately speeded up and trotted down the stairs until they reached the claw machine at the bottom, and then they stood where they were.

Generally speaking, this kind of claw machine placed outside is the latest model co-branded with the merchant.

The pink-and-purple Stella Lou from Disney wore an intricate blue dress, eyeshadow, and a pretty hat for a gaudy look.

Polygonum cuspidatum does not quite understand this kind of art.

He euphemistically: "Wow, it's very cute, but it looks like a girl on the streets of Shibuya, and the clothes are very thoughtful."

Fill it with a bunch of colors.

"That's right, the girls in Shibuya are very beautiful," Yuko Ozawa imitated him and held her face. "Singel is also very beautiful. She is my favorite doll in Disney."

Stella is a rabbit with a lot of dreams. Her dream is to go to Broadway, and she has repeatedly emphasized it with her friend Duffy.

And Ozawa Yuko likes her purely because she is good-looking and hairy.

It seemed to be a kind of childish obsessive-compulsive disorder, the two of them held their faces and leaned close to the crane machine, and did not let their bodies be exposed outside the crane machine, so Yuko Ozawa stood very close to him.

The summer night was too hot, her soft hair stuck to his arm, like a sliding fish tail.

Suddenly, the fish's tail disappeared.

Yuko Ozawa jumped over at once, clapped her hands on the glass, and said with a firm gaze, "Today I must bring out the latest Xingdelu."

"Really?" Knotweed moved his eyes in surprise, with admiration in his clear tone. "Ozawa is so good, I can't tell, so you are still a master at throwing claw machines."

Oh my god, she suddenly understood why some anonymous forum boy complained about the opposite sex and praised him for being under a lot of pressure.

Yuko Ozawa lowered her head in shame, and began to take vaccinations: "...It's not that bad."

"You can definitely catch it with your own ability," he continued to boast, "After all, you are so powerful. I believe you, you will be able to catch many Xingdelues today."

She was praised even more guilty: "But, what I think is... If you can't catch it, call your mother to give it to me."

"Huh?" Knotweed's amber Doudou looked at her with a bit of complaint in his voice. "You underestimate yourself, Ozawa, don't underestimate yourself that much, I believe, you can catch it all in one night..."

Ozawa Yuko became more and more ashamed as she listened.

She was ashamed and angry, and she couldn't make him shut up who was smiling.

In the end, the girl stomped her feet anxiously, looked at him angrily, and said with a broken voice, "Shut up!"

All the boy's movements stopped for a moment.

"I'm not that good," she asked after a pause, "Stop talking."

Hu Zhang let out a muffled oh, lowered his eyelashes, and sized her up for a few seconds: "I'm sorry."

Yuko Ozawa stopped with her white neck hanging down.

After minutes and seconds passed, the two still didn't speak, and the atmosphere was at a deadlock. She raised her eyes tentatively, and bumped into the amber eyes of the young man, and then they couldn't help laughing out loud.

The boy's hearty laughter was loud, "...Okay, then next time you are unhappy, remember to tell me earlier, I won't make you unhappy."

The corners of Ozawa Yuko's lips twitched involuntarily.

"I'm happy every day," she immediately looked at the glass of the crane machine, pretending she didn't hear anything. "Catch the doll first, later, it will be very unsafe at night."

Her flushed cheeks were just reflected in the glass.

Yuko Ozawa took out money on her body, but she couldn't find the wallet after searching over and over again: "Knotweed, do you have some change?"

Knotweed hurriedly searched himself.

"It doesn't seem to be there." He looked around a few times and looked down in surprise, "Hey, didn't I put it in the bag? I think, um..."

She probed: "Is it somewhere else?"

"...on Fuhei's jade dog." Hu Zhang smiled shyly.

He likes the white jade dog very much.

"My small wallet is also missing," Ozawa Yuko frowned irritably, "It should have been taken away by Wild Rose. She likes it very much, and it was the color I bought in Hong Kong."

"I bought it for you?" He suddenly said a wonderful language.

She looked at him blankly.

"I can speak a little Cantonese," Knotweed switched the language mode, and said to her in a friendly voice, "I came to watch a movie, I said, or I will give you one next time, if you really want to play, I am still here Nearby pachinko parlors stocked..."

"No! Pachinko will have a club/club at night." Yuko Ozawa said nervously.

She turned her head around carefully, but she didn't see anyone in the dark night, but felt the night blowing her hair stand on end.

"Why don't we hurry up," she took a few steps back, "Kumba, it seems too dangerous."

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly turned sideways to block her.

Yuko Ozawa stood behind him without knowing why, and hid, leaving only a pair of black onyx pupils looking at the dark place.Not long after, a thin male shadow slowly came from the dark.

A man wearing a clerk's uniform came over, his face was a little blurry, but he looked quite old.

Ozawa Yuko's heart skipped a beat.

"Here, is this your wallet?" His voice sounded hoarse.

Knotweed turned his head, "Is it your wallet?"

She walked around his strong arm, looked to the side, saw a small bag with sequins shining under the side light, and said in surprise: "It's mine."

"I just saw it fell on the road," the clerk explained, making people feel safe all of a sudden. "So bring it here, if it's yours, it would be great."

"Thank you." Yuko Ozawa bowed quickly.

She took her bag, checked it several times, and found that there was not a single bill missing, but the change was gone.

Hu Zhang continued to ask stupidly, "Then you still play claw machines—"

Ozawa Yuko stretched out her hand, put it on his arm, and easily twisted him around: "...Didn't we agree to go home?"

"No... oh, yes," he responded quickly, "we're going home."

The two immediately pretended to be busy and walked to the side, and quickly slipped to the distance. Yuko Ozawa also used the speed during training, wishing to turn into a bird and fly across the block.

Knotweed suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "There's no need to go so fast, is there?"

But she was well aware of what she had done.

Yuko Ozawa has no memory of holding the small bag in her hand at all. She only remembers that she took the mobile phone. This colorful wallet was held by Wild Rose all the time. Could it be that she lost it when she was not paying attention?

She glanced behind her quickly: "I think he is very strange. My mother said that she would run away if she met a strange man at night."

The boy's speed is also a little faster.

"So it's like that," he suddenly realized, "it's really dangerous for girls to come out at night."

The two of them seemed to have received some kind of instruction, and they walked faster and faster, and finally ran quickly across the road when the light was green, as if a group of super magic spirits were behind them.

Knotweed ran faster and faster.

And the clerk's voice came from far behind: "... I'm sorry to interrupt your date!"

Hearing this sentence, Ozawa Yuko almost couldn't control her spell power.

Her originally even spell power suddenly exploded, and the strength supporting her whole body suddenly became physical strength, her breath suddenly became uneven, she staggered, and the girl's body fell straight to the ground.

Knotweed turned around nimbly, grasped her body with quick eyes and hands, and finally she was easily lifted up by the boy.

She closed her eyes in shame: "...it's all because the ground is too slippery."

"That's right," he nodded as if something happened, "It seems that I was about to be thrown just now."

Yuko Ozawa rubbed her eyes, and the vision in front of her eyes gradually became clear, and then, all vision became a point: the skin on her shoulder was reddened by the knotweed.

He hastily put down his hand.

"I'm sorry," this time the ashamed person turned into a knotweed, he quickly turned around, "I didn't see anything, I didn't touch it on purpose, I saw you almost hit the ground..."

Ozawa Yuko tried to push her shoulder.

A numb feeling burned on the skin, leaving the boy's wide palm marks.

Knotweed, who was turned on his back, didn’t hear the sound all the time, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he almost felt that he was going to die: "...I didn't mean to, I really didn't look at you, because there was nothing."

She glanced sensitively at her flat chest.

"If I offended you..."

with a snap.

His broad shoulders were severely hammered a few times, followed by an angry shout: "I have!"

Hu Zhang was stunned.

He lowered his head fiercely, and slowly turned his mind around several times. Suddenly, his bronze face was flushed:

"……You have."

Yuko Ozawa stared angrily at her chest.

She always felt that the knotweed was pissing her off, or coaxing her, so it took a lot of patting to relieve her anger.

Knotweed noticed this subtle emotion.

He went around with exaggerated acting skills: "Miss, then I will ask you to take a taxi back to the college. You don't have to pay for the money. I use all the money I have worked so hard to get from the spell training, as well as the salary and subsidies from the spell master." .”

He counted on his fingers as he thought.

"I'm not going back," Ozawa Yuko walked forward intently, "I'm going to Roppongi, it's not far from here anyway, and I'm going there to watch the shooting stars until midnight."

"Meteor?" he asked in surprise. "Can I make a wish?"

She nodded: "Well, I read in the magazine that it is a meteor that is rare in a thousand years. If you make a wish, it will definitely come true."

"It's amazing." Knotweed praised.

They walked a long way and bought water. Yuko Ozawa was sweating in the summer night. She fanned the wind, then sat on the bench in Rokimoto Hills and finished drinking. A refreshing sip of ice water.

"I'm so looking forward to it," said Hu Zhang after drinking the water, "I don't know what a shooting star looks like."

Yuko Ozawa looked at the sky and described: "It looks very fast."

"By the way, do you have to say it when you make a wish?" He asked curiously.

She frowned in distress: "It shouldn't be necessary, but Tokyo Girls Radio said that the louder you say it, the better it is... I don't know if it's true."

It's hard for her to do it anyway.

Knotweed gave a half-comprehension sound.

The two sat on the bench one after another, separated by two water bottles. They didn't move, and they seemed to have no more topics to talk about. A cool wind slowly blew through the glass that opened high in the sky.

A full moon hangs high in the sky, accompanied by stars, coolness and surging emotions strike.

It seemed to be beautiful, and the two of them wowed in admiration.

"The moonlight is so beautiful." Yuko Ozawa sighed.

After hearing this gentle voice, the people around him froze, and then he turned sideways with incredible eyes.

She also moved over belatedly, and sneered: "...I simply said that the moonlight is beautiful."

Knotweed turned around stiffly.

Staring at the bright white moon, he seemed to think of something, and praised again and again: "The moonlight is so beautiful."

Yuko Ozawa laughed a few times.

"It's not just the moonlight that's beautiful," he thought for a moment and smiled. "You are beautiful too."

She turned her face away and saw the boy's gleaming amber pupils. Under the sparse streetlights, she looked at each other, and seemed to be able to spot the mottled brightness in them.

Ozawa Yuko quickly turned back.

Her face didn't seem to be as red as when she heard it just now, and her eyes swept away at random, as if she didn't hear anything just now.

Then both of them giggled again.

Yuko Ozawa was hesitant to say something, she turned her head quickly, and when she was about to speak, there was a crisp sound of taking pictures from behind.

"What sound?" She looked back in shock.

Knotweed scratched his head inexplicably: "What?"

She roughly scanned around. There were many people, but they put away their mobile phones, set up a high telescope, and were enjoying the upcoming moonlight in the sky with great interest.

What's going on, someone secretly photographed her or what?

Yuko Ozawa suppressed her doubts. She didn't think she was so pretty enough for others to capture her. What did she do? Or did she hear it wrong, was it the sound of them taking pictures of the stars nearby?

She didn't want to sit here anymore: "Kumizhang, let's go to a better viewing platform. I remember the radio said that making a wish in the southeast corner is more effective."

"Really?" He quickly picked up the water, "Then let's find out where this corner is."

Ozawa Yuko also got up busy.

Unfortunately, neither of them seemed to be very smart. After several laps, they couldn't tell where the southeast corner was. Instead, they couldn't walk in the crowded exhibition hall.

Suddenly, a pot exploded in the crowd, and everyone's voices boiled.

Yuko Ozawa couldn't remember looking for the southeast corner for a moment: "Hurry up and make a wish!"

Knotweed closed his eyes obediently.

And her thick eyelashes trembled, hoping that she could have a better life this year, for example, with a less workload.

Both of them closed their eyes in a crowd of bustling people, breathed and fell asleep, put their hands together, and when they were about to whisper their wishes, there was a sudden plop not far away, blocking all the sounds.

A girl shouted provocatively: "I want to earn a lot of money, live in a big house, and sleep with a handsome man!"

"Keep your voice down! Nagasaki!"

"Eh? Isn't the louder the voice the more pious?"