Fool's Love

"I'm going to shave the hair here first."

"How about it?"

"really interesting!"

After the performance, Masumi and I came out of the theater with the crowd.There is a wide open light above the head, shining brightly in people's eyes.

The crowd was so crowded that we could hardly move forward, but we were just carried forward by the crowd.Masumi's head leaned against my shoulder from time to time, and his hair slid on top of my skin through a thin layer of clothing.

It's not irritating, like washed silk, with a fragrance that I just smelled a few days ago.My face instantly turned red.

It was raining heavily outside the theater at some point, and the sky had already darkened.Pour or pour, the rain was falling with jaw-dropping force—I didn’t have an umbrella.

Masumi unhurriedly took out his umbrella from his schoolbag and opened it. Just as he was about to leave, he saw my embarrassed face and asked, "Yamagishi, did you forget to bring your umbrella?" I looked at him helplessly , nodded.

"I have to find a place to buy an umbrella."

Masumi didn't reply right away.I saw him thinking for a while, and then asked: "Is the Shan'an house far from here?"

"You can walk there."

"It's still early, I'll send you back first, and then go home by myself. What do you think?"

Although it is a bit troublesome for Masumi, it is still a good idea.I readily agreed, lowered my head and squeezed under the same umbrella with Masumi.

The raindrops fell on the umbrella, and Masumi and I played a cheerful sonata above our heads.On the edge of the umbrella, the rainwater is strung together into threads, falling gently.

My chest is filled with a rare comfort in rainy days.After walking for a while, the umbrella suddenly shook, and I realized that Masumi's hands were sore——

No wonder, I was taller than him, which made him have to hold the umbrella in a strenuous posture.

I took the umbrella from Masumi.

"Mancai is really interesting!" He suddenly talked about the performance just now, "Actually, I prefer short plays. The performance of the salmon on the pier has a taste of short plays. The way of constructing a scene and then unfolding it is very different from the traditional manga. In my opinion, it has leaned towards short plays."

"Nowadays there are many manga in this form, but traditional manga is rare. Does Masumi prefer manga in the form of short plays?"

"That's not true. I like comics as long as they make me laugh. Even those comics who are criticized as "how can this be a comic?" I like as long as they are funny. "

he said sincerely.

"It feels like you've watched a lot of manga shows!"

"Of course, I'm from Kansai." He answered me again with this sentence, "Which Kansai person didn't think about being a comedian when he was young?"

"Indeed, the first time I saw Mancai Shi at the pier, I also came up with the idea of ​​finding someone to form a combination like the two of them. It's just because of..."

"No partner?"

"Yes! Besides, becoming a comedian is a very serious matter. If you say "I want to be a comedian" jokingly, you often can't do it in the end. "

"Then how about I be your partner?"

I thought Masumi was joking with me: "Are you serious?"

"Try it! Just imagine, there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

I looked at Masumi, he was still the same as before, looking straight ahead and walking silently.It was raining softly, so I slowed down my steps to match his pace.

"Like I said before—manga in the style of "Wharf Salmon"? "

"It's okay, but won't it be troublesome?"

"What's the trouble?"

"Here..." Masumi said, and tapped the top of his head with his hand, "I need to shave the hair here first. Not to mention the bald head, at least you have to shave like a Mediterranean to barely be able to go on stage, right?"

It turned out that he was joking about Jiang Likou's bald head. "Who asked you to imitate this!"

However, Masumi looked at me with a serious expression, making it impossible to see whether he was playing stupid or really felt that way.

"The only time a handsome bald guy can make people not feel disgusting is when he is wearing cassock, right?" I asked back, "Why don't you imitate EXIT's style and say that the handsome guy is just manly?"

"Wow, what you said is really hurtful!"

I was confused: "No, I clearly said that you are a handsome guy——"

"But it also sounds unfunny. I don't think the idea of ​​a handsome bald guy is funny, it's just weird.

As a comedian, if you want to make people laugh, you have to pull out all the stops-everything but being funny is ignored, isn't it? "

Masumi said sternly.Hell, it sounded as if he ever really wanted to be a comedian.

But I still vaguely remember that he said that he wanted to draw manga just two days ago—is this guy’s ideal too much?

On the other hand, it rained harder and harder as time went on.

Back home with Masumi, both his trousers and I were completely soaked by the rain.

We entered the dark room in a state of embarrassment, and when we turned on the light in the living room, there was no one there.

"Are you going home in the rain?"

"I didn't expect it to rain so hard." He looked a bit embarrassed, "If you don't mind, can I stay at your house for a while and leave after the rain is less severe?"

I said sure.

I let Masumi relax and go to the kitchen to make something to eat.It was meal time, and I was already hungry.

what to eatI opened the refrigerator and rummaged for a while, and finally decided to cook a mapo tofu.

After all, Wanghexuan, a Chinese restaurant, is open at home, so it is easy for me to cook some Chinese food.

I brought the freshly fried dishes to the living room.At that time, Masumi was watching TV, and it happened that the weather forecast was broadcast, saying that it would rain heavily until nine o'clock in the evening.

Hearing my footsteps, Masumi turned around, "Yamagishi?" He called out my name softly.

After I put the dish in my hand on the dining table, he showed a look of surprise.

"Yamagishi, did you do this?"

"Yes. The technique is clumsy, so let's eat together if you don't mind."

"No, it looks very delicious."

Masumi admired sincerely.Seeing his expression, I couldn't hide the smile on my face.

"Yamagishi, have you ever learned how to cook?"

"My family owns a Chinese restaurant, so I also learned how to cook some simple dishes."

"Great! I'm different. I can't cook at all."

Masumi said.His voice was muffled by chewing.

"Because you don't have time to study?"

Masumi shook his head: "I'm too clumsy. I cut my fingers while chopping things, and I've been afraid of cooking since then. Speaking of which, the quality of cooking is also related to the degree of dexterity? Yamagishi can draw beautiful pictures, so I did it The meal was delicious - does that sound reasonable?"

"I'm really good at talking nonsense!"

While smiling wryly, I tried my best to suppress my urge to hit Masumi's head with a spoon.

The author says:

As for Masumi's appearance - please see the cover of this article. (21.8.18)