Fool's Love

"And then we evened it out."

Inoue!Inoue - the name is so annoying.

I don't want to admit my distaste for him.I also know that this is completely unreasonable, to have such a strong jealousy and desire to win against people who have never met and have almost no relationship——

Reason tells me this is very ugly, and of course I get it.Compared with resenting others, what I should reprimand more is my bold self-esteem and timid shame: I am afraid of being rejected and dare not express my feelings to Masumi, but on the other hand, I seem to swear that I and Masumi are quite close, rejecting Masumi. People who seem to be on good terms with Masumi—why am I like this?

After walking a few steps, Inoue finally noticed that I was stuck with Masumi.

Our eyes met, and then his eyes slowly moved to the stain on Masumi's coat.

His expression didn't change from the beginning to the end, and a friendly smile was always on his face.

"I heard that Yangdao High School held a sports meeting today, so I stopped by to have a look. Is this your classmate?"

"My friend..." Masumi said.

"My surname is Shan'an." I answered immediately.

"Hey, Yamagishi-san, hello. Are you going to the health room? Do you feel too heavy? Let me help."

Before Masumi could reply, I refused first, "Thank you, Senior Inoue, for your kindness. But I feel really sorry for asking me to bother strangers, so please allow me to decline."

I have tried my best not to mix personal feelings in the words, but the tone still sounds a bit sharp.

Inoue was standing in front of me at the moment. He was tall and bright-eyed. He exuded the same aura as Masumi, as if he could handle everything with ease. He looked far more likable than me.

When I realized this, my heart was once again surrounded by intense pain like the stomach pain that caused me to vomit just now.

I'm a gloomy person, nothing special...but, I met Masumi.People are attracted by beautiful things, just like plants grow towards the light, my sight was taken away by him, and my heartbeat stopped for half a beat——

I was delusional with great joy at realizing that we had similar interests.

This connection is actually as thin as a spider's silk, but I actually regarded it as a red thread tied between the two, thinking that everything was going well, even ignoring the huge gap between us.

Even though I started exercising and tried to change, the result was that I became what I am now...

"Really? That's fine." Inoue nodded.Afterwards, he handed the red gift bag in his hand to Masumi, "This is for you. These are some of the most middle cakes I bought before returning to Osaka. The store is in Asakusa. I think the taste is very good, so I brought it to the past friend."

Masumi took the bag containing the snacks with her free hand, and thanked Inoue.

Inoue wanted to say something, but since Masumi wanted to rush me to the infirmary, he just exchanged a few words and left.

"Do you have a good relationship with that senior named Inoue?"

I asked Masumi.The estrangement that had lasted for many days between the two had disappeared before they knew it.

"When he was in middle school, he was the president of the student union, and I was the vice president. We had a good relationship. We met two or three times after he graduated." Masumi replied.

The voice paused here, and he showed an expression as if he was remembering something, "Later, his parents' business was in Tokyo... He himself planned to go to Tokyo to develop, and then to study business, so he chose to go to a high school in Tokyo."

"Oh……"

I echoed Masumi's words.The two continued to walk to the health room.During the period, Masumi asked about the anecdotes about middle school in our country. I thought about it and said that I was just an ordinary student at that time. The only thing that can be called special is probably my love for manga.Having said that, the two chatted a lot around the comics.

Mr. Zhongcun happened to be in the health room.After her inspection, there seemed to be no major problem with my whole body, but the cold wind sucked too much and affected my stomach.

She told me to drink some warm salt water, lie down and rest for a while.At this time, a classmate hurried in and said that a classmate in his class fell and broke a bone because of participating in a project, and asked Mr. Zhongcun to take a look.

The two trotted out of the room, and Masumi and I were the only ones left in the health room.

I lay flat on the hospital bed.Masumi took off his coat, there was a sink in the health care room, he turned on the faucet to clean the stains on his clothes.

"If it's cold—" I stretched my neck and looked at him at the other end of my feet, "I have a school uniform jacket in my locker, go and put it on. It's not good to have a cold."

"Then I might as well borrow your bedding."

"what?"

"We have different body types, so your clothes won't fit you well. Why don't you borrow the quilt on the hospital bed to keep warm for a while?"

While talking, Masumi scrubbed the clothes with his hands, the crisp sound of running water continued in the cold air at the end of autumn.

I stared intently at Masumi's back.Then, suddenly remembered something.

"Masumi."

"what?"

"I have to apologize to you. I have to apologize to you. I mean, for hitting you that day. I'm not asking for your forgiveness, it's pointless. I regret it, but don't know how to make it up ,I……"

I stared at the ceiling, words came out of my mouth one after another, the speed of speaking became faster and faster, but the words were fragmented.

I think I should organize the language for a while.The words came to my lips, but I couldn't express my sincerity well.

I'm not the kind of person who is eloquent by nature, and I said a lot of things that didn't make sense, and sweat began to roll off my forehead like rain.

The sound of running water stopped at some point.At first I felt puzzled, but a figure slowly emerged from the edge of my field of vision.

Masumi walked up to me, and he looked down at me with an expression that I couldn't figure out.

Then, he stretched out his hand, and a fist quickly magnified in front of my eyes, and then—it turned into a dull pain, and fell heavily on my face.

I was stunned, in shock, when Masumi lowered his head again.The center of my field of vision is occupied by his face.

It was a face reminiscent of a bright moonlight, the edges and corners of masculine features had not been fully grown, and the childishness and aura of a boy were abundant.

His eyelashes and hair are lighter in color, and the texture of the eyelashes is soft, which looks more like fluff.

"You hit me too," he said, pointing to his face, "and we're even."

"Is it like a shonen manga?"

"Well, like a shonen manga."

I can only follow suit.I raised my hand and clenched it into a fist. Since I was almost exhausted, I just scratched Masumi's cheek lightly.