A love letter to Akaya Kirihara

After closing the door, Wu Zi stopped in front of the door, her face blushing, and she raised her hand unconsciously to touch the temperature of her heart. She was full of happiness, loss, and contemplation of the girl's thoughts for a few seconds, and her face changed very quickly.

After finishing the process of the girl's thoughts, Wuzi returned to normal, but when she looked up, she saw a girl with black curly hair in a white skirt standing in the middle of the dim corridor.

My heart was about to burst out of fright, and when I calmed down, it turned out to be Lizi, and I don't know how long I've been standing here.

It was a false alarm, but the thoughts that followed, couldn't have been seen just now, right?

Wuzi: "..." Okay, so embarrassing.

Lizi didn't say anything, she stepped forward and grabbed Wuzi's hand and led him to her room. The two entered the room and closed the door. Lizi said deliberately and naturally, as if I was afraid of your embarrassment: "I...puchi." Just now I couldn't help laughing out a word.

"No, no, I didn't laugh at you." Lizi saw that Wuzi was eager to find a crack to sneak in, and gave a reason to comfort her: "I am sick, and I like to laugh inexplicably when I am fine."

Wuzi: "...It doesn't have to be like this."

At least the embarrassment was eliminated, and the two fell asleep when it was getting late.

In the early morning of the next day, Wuzi was still conscious, and habitually rubbed his face against the pillow, wondering why the pillow didn't feel right, and then remembered that he was in Kirihara's house.

Slowly opening his eyes, what caught his eyes was the picture of Riko fondly looking at him.

Close your eyes slowly.

Suddenly heard a chuckle, and her face was pinched lightly, Riko deliberately lowered her voice: "If you pretend to sleep again, I will kiss you."

Wuzi opened her eyes quickly, and looked at Riko in shock.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Riko was amused.

There was this episode early in the morning, both of them were in low spirits, went to the bathroom to wash up and then went downstairs.

Breakfast has been prepared downstairs, and Kirihara's mother is pouring milk. When she heard the movement, she saw that Wuzi had come down, and asked with a smile, "It just happened to come down. Does Wuzi drink milk?"

"Drink." Wuzi was obedient.

As soon as he reached the first floor, the cake sauce slowly passed in front of Wuzi. Wuzi quickly picked it up, hugged the cake sauce skillfully and kneaded the fluff, then put it down again, went to the bathroom and washed his hands again. Said to be very hygienic.

Qieyuan also went downstairs at the last moment before dinner, a table of people finished their breakfast happily, and Wuzi helped to clean up the plates and chopsticks.

I took a look at the hanging clothes, and they were already dry. The rain stopped before nightfall last night, and the clothes with the mist were not too difficult to dry, and the time for one night in summer was about the same.

He changed his clothes and went to the living room to chat with everyone for a while, Kirihara's father was not at home after going to work, and it was noon before he knew it.

After this semester, Wuzi is undoubtedly very familiar with the Kirihara family. Seeing that Kirihara's mother is going to the kitchen to prepare lunch, she has to help out.

The meal was ready quickly, and with Kirihara's mother's permission, Wuzi also made a few dishes with the existing ingredients and brought them to the table, which received unanimous praise.

Kirihara's mother seemed to be thinking of something, and looked at Wuzi: "Are you ready for the competition?" It's no secret that Wuzi participated in the Kanagawa cooking competition. Although she seldom mentions this herself, she is very close to Aihara Yana Kirihara's mother obviously knew.

Wuzi nodded: "I'm almost ready. I've been practicing for a while now. The competition is on July [-]th."

Kirihara's mother nodded: "With Wuzi's level, there will be no problem. Auntie will cheer for you then."

"I'm going too!" Riko yelled.

Kirihara seemed to have misheard his expression, and repeated in a strange way: "July [-]?"

Everyone's attention was attracted, Wuzi nodded in doubt: "Yes."

Kirihara: "..."

Kirihara: "I happened to be going to a training camp that day."

Fog fell silent.

"That's really not a coincidence." Riko sighed, looking at Kirihara with a vague expression, and seemed to be gloating in the depths.

"It's okay, it's okay, senior just go to the training well, and I will work hard." Seeing that Kirihara was a little disappointed, Wuzi hurriedly comforted him.

Kirihara's mother also came forward to comfort her: "When the time comes, I will take two photos and send them to you." Then she changed the subject: "Wuzi is still a bit unfamiliar to the senior, why don't you just call him Chiye."

Wuzi let out a sound that was not wrong: "This..." His eyes drifted to Kirihara.

When Qieyuan heard what her mother said, she was immediately disappointed, and nodded slightly in agreement. After all, she changed her name a while ago, and Wuzi should have changed her name a long time ago.Just as he agreed, he received some uncertain gazes from Wuzi, looked back firmly, and nodded frankly.

Kirihara's mother watched cheerfully, Wuzi couldn't resist even receiving a response, her eyes lowered, and she whispered, "Chiye." His face became uncontrollably hot.

Kirihara didn't feel shy, but felt that when the girl he liked said his name, it sounded unusually nice, so he nodded happily and restrainedly.

Riko thought to herself: Alas, the love of young people is so sweet.

After lunch, Wuzi put away the plate and was about to leave. Kirihara's mother failed to persuade her to stay, so Riko pushed Kirihara to ask someone to say something. He was full of confidence: "Let's stay and play games for two days."

Riko: "..."

Kirihara's mother: "..."

Wuzi: "...?"

Did not get the expected effect, Kirihara was puzzled, obviously had a good time yesterday, and subtly sensed that the situation seemed wrong, Kirihara's mother could hardly control herself, and wanted to show Kirihara why the flowers were so popular.

Qieyuan was terrified, and under the danger of his own life, he had an idea, and smiled a little stiffly: "I'm joking."

Lizi sighed, probably wondering if this is his real brother, and why his IQ is so touching.

Kirihara's mother felt very bad, and didn't want to see Kirihara for a while, so she waved weakly: "Chiya, go and send Wuzi home, don't come back in a hurry." Let me calm down.

Kirihara is innocent.

The sun was dazzling outside, and there was no one else on the road except Kirihara and Wuzi. After all, summer was so hot, no one would be hesitant to go out when the sun was shining.

Wuzi was carrying a cat bag, and the two walked side by side on the road, speechless for a while.

Kirihara broke the silence, with a gloomy look on his face, but he cheered up: "Are you free to play games?"

... Why is she so persistent, Wuzi was almost moved by this spirit, and nodded: "Okay, if I have time."

Seeing that the person agreed, Qieyuan was very happy. This idea of ​​his own is a good idea, and not only he wants to play, Wuzi also wants to play, there is no one who does not like to play games!nobody.

Kirihara hummed: "Then..." The words paused: "When will I have time?" Although Kirihara's EQ is not high, he didn't mean to cling to him, and the child was just simply confused.

Hearing this, Wuzi also thought about it. During this period of time, he has to prepare for the competition, and after the preparation, the competition will officially start, and Xue... Chi also will start the training camp. It is not clear when it will end, and besides, after the preliminary competition, he will have the next competition.

Wuzi was silent, and she suddenly realized that it was summer vacation, but she didn't have time to play games all day long with the person she liked.

After thinking about it, Kirihara noticed it, and the two silently looked at each other.

Both sighed.

Kirihara: "Otherwise, wait until all the dust settles?"

What the hell is the dust settling?Wuzi complained in the outdated Internet language in her heart, and nodded in agreement with understanding on her face: "That's the only way to go."

Wuzi arrived at Wuzi's house, thinking of what Kirihara's mother said when she went out, don't come back in a hurry, so she invited Kirihara to stay at her home for a while.

The heavy rain yesterday did not affect anything. After half a day of exposure today, the rainwater on the ground has almost evaporated. The first thing to do when entering the house is to turn on the air conditioner, and then release the cake sauce.

After the cake sauce came out of the cat bag, it came to the familiar home, and ran to the vicinity of its own nest with a meow.

The two got along for a while as usual, and Kirihara went back when it was not so hot outside.

The competition was not far away, and the next few days passed quickly. Aihara and his wife had already arrived home. Apart from going out to buy vegetables, and occasionally discussing cooking with Suzume Tsukisei, Wuzi never went out again.

On the day before the competition, Wuzi, Suzume, and Yuesheng cheered each other up and made eye contact, showing firmness and confidence inside.

What should be prepared has been prepared very hard, and then it is time to play.

The three deliberately relax before the game, and they don't go back until six o'clock, and Wuzi seems to be working overtime to make an appointment with Kirihara.

Kirihara was leaving tomorrow morning, and Kiriko's match was also scheduled for tomorrow morning. It was impossible for the two of them to meet tomorrow, so they both decided to say goodbye the night before, which is now.

Kirihara also just separated from the tennis club, and was waiting for the fog on the side of the road. The summer wind was blowing slowly, and the whole sky was still bright.

When Wuzi arrived, the two of them didn't waste time greeting each other, they could find each other's confidence just by looking at each other, and smiled at each other.

Kirihara was rare and gentle: "Kizuko, come on."

"Chi Ye, come on." Wu Zi looked back generously.

The author has something to say:

Red, red, red, red, red, red...

After talking all at once, they were finally able to call each other's name openly.

What a tweet!