Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

For junior high school students, as long as they don't participate in club activities, they have plenty of time after school.

There are not many people who are as leisurely as her, so she can walk out of the school gate unhurriedly.

When I am alone, my thoughts can't help but drift to the other side of the shadows, crows, female stars, various wines, laboratories...

In the absent-minded state, it was not until the school gate that he heard a shout from the side of the gate, very close: "...what are you thinking?"

The voice was not unfamiliar, and Riya could tell that it was the new brother, Aso Shi.

As far as she knew, there was an accident in a distant relative's family, so this boy, who was only one year older than her, was adopted by his parents, thus adding another family member.

In this regard, she accepted it naturally.

After she was lost and recovered, her parents have always indulged her and given her the greatest preferential treatment in terms of material conditions; but at the same time, the emotional barrier cannot be easily resolved.

Under such circumstances, if they want to adopt a new child, Riya feels that she has no position to stop.Rather, she feels that if this can satisfy her parents' emotional needs, she can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In short, after the arrival of this elder brother, Li Ya did not hesitate to express his kindness.

Because of this, the first time Wen Sheng looked over there subconsciously, his heart stopped beating for a few beats unpreparedly.

A 15-year-old boy is already tall and straight, so the black casual windbreaker does not look loose, but fits just right. The inside is a black shirt, and even the baseball cap is simple black without any pattern.

It's still autumn, and the location is the school gate. This pure black style is mixed with a group of youthful and lively colors, which is really out of place.

Seeing her standing still for a long time, Ma Chengshi couldn't help being stunned.

The adoptive parents, who had been busy before, finally found time today, so they took him to complete all the transfer procedures, and went to the mall to buy a bunch of daily necessities.

Anyway, I took a day off, and when school was over, the novice elder brother volunteered to pick up his younger sister.

In fact, I was a little apprehensive about being adopted at the beginning, worrying whether I would be able to adapt or be rejected.

But Aso really didn't expect that the younger sister in the adoptive family was friendlier than he imagined.

In fact, he used to have a younger sister, but because he was hospitalized alone in Tokyo all year round, he didn't see much, and died in the sea of ​​fire with his mother in the unfortunate incident at home.

So for Li Ya, whether it is empathy, or the desire for family affection, he very much hopes to become her real brother.

But this reaction...was he startled by his sudden appearance?

A little annoyed, Aso approached quickly, bent slightly, put his hand on her shoulder and patted her lightly, smiling to comfort her: "Riya, I'm going to pick you up today, okay?"

However, the girl in front of her stood motionless, her eyes wary.

"...Who are you?" Asahi did hear her ask nervously in a low voice.

He couldn't help being taken aback, but before he could react, his hand suddenly felt pain, and when he subconsciously let go of his hand, he heard the young man's sharp and low voice: "What do you want to do?"

The curly-haired boy unceremoniously patted the hand on his shoulder away, and at the same time took the initiative to take a step forward, physically separating the two of them.

Li Ya was stunned for a few seconds, and asked subconsciously: "Matsuda-kun, didn't you say that today..."

"That doesn't matter at all right now?" Before she could finish speaking, Matsuda Jinpei frowned and swept the stranger's face, "Do you know him?"

I just saw the special element of "the man in black" just now, and I couldn't help being nervous for a moment, but when I came back to my senses, Riya also realized that she had overreacted.

Of course, the most important thing is that the [investigation] of the dice has already given a judgment. Except for a slightly depressed mood, there is nothing special about Ma Sheng, and he should not be a member of the organization.

With this in mind, she looked at the boy in black again and nodded, "Well, this is my brother, who just came home recently."

Asahi finally heaved a sigh of relief.

However, he saw that while the curly-haired boy backed away a little, he did not leave, but stood beside his sister, and turned to ask her, "Then shall we go back together today?"

"Ah? But you're not..." Riya felt a little confused.

But seeing the boy's seemingly calm face, she swallowed back the remaining words and nodded: "Okay."

……

"Matsuda-kun, then I'll go back first...huh?"

Already at the door of the house, Riya was about to say goodbye as usual, but was grabbed by the wrist.

Looking puzzled, he saw that Matsuda Jinpei passed her and looked back, and saw that Ma Sheng really took the initiative to go forward, he immediately asked unceremoniously: "Did this guy bully you?"

"No." Knowing that he might have misunderstood something, Riya denied it.

What happened today was purely a misunderstanding because she was distracted and frightened. If it affected her brother's reputation, it would be too bad.

But the next question was beyond her expectation.

The curly-haired boy frowned slightly, his black eyes looked over inexplicably, he pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "Then what were you afraid of when you saw him?"

"Why should I be afraid?" With his mind tensed, Riya immediately restrained all his emotions, and deliberately looked back at him with some confusion, "Matsuda-kun, you misread it."

"...It's best to be like this." As if she couldn't find any clues from her expression, the curly-haired boy's tone slowed down.

Riya lowered his eyes, and heaved a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, the force from her wrist tightened even more, making her look at the person opposite again.

Matsuda looked into her eyes without evasiveness, and said in a serious and firm tone, "You know I'll help, right?"

"...Well," understanding what he meant, Riya suppressed his complicated emotions, and returned him with a relaxed smile, "Don't worry."

When she walked into the gate, Liya realized that her brother hadn't entered the house, but was standing quietly in the shadow of the porch, waiting for her.

"It's over."

Seeing her coming in, Asahi stood up straight, took the initiative to open the door, and asked curiously, "Is that my sister's boyfriend?"

"Of course not," Liya sighed helplessly, took the lead to enter the door, explained seriously and apologized, "Matsuda-kun is my friend, he just cares...Sorry, I shouldn't have said that to my brother at that time."

"It's okay." Asahi responded gently to her.

However, friends.

Recalling the look in the curly-haired boy's eyes, he was sure he saw real hostility.

And...he lightly touched the back of his hand, and then couldn't help but almost gasped.

The reddened place is still hot and painful.

When she was slapped awake, Liya took a few minutes to react.

But the figure in front of her was too familiar, she glanced at it, couldn't help but relax again in an instant, continued to bury it in her arms, and asked him vaguely: "Matsuda-kun, is the sports festival over?"

"It's about to get hot."

To be precise, Matsuda Jinpei, who came back alone after finishing the project, saw the only figure in the empty classroom at a glance because everyone ran to watch the excitement.

Just came back from the sun, subconsciously loosened the neckline, and then randomly chose the seat in front to sit down.

With his face propped on one hand, he casually turned his head slightly and looked over: "You didn't participate again, what's your reason this time?"

I'm already a sophomore in high school now, but I've known her for so long, and I haven't seen how many school activities she has participated in.

"It should be a cold." She answered very carelessly.

"...Shouldn't you just make up a reason and be granted leave?" Knowing her usual style well, Matsuda Jinpei said very bluntly.

"If you want to pretend to have a cold, it's not like you," muttered in a low voice, he raised his hand and poked his smooth forehead covered by broken hair, "It's better to blush a little more—"

"Why don't you go to the infirmary when you have a fever?" He paused for a few seconds, his voice suddenly raised, but he pressed it down again when he saw her pale face.

This movement, if you don't deal with him, it is obviously impossible to rest quietly for a while.

Fuzuo sat up, and Riya looked at him helplessly: "I just came back from the hospital yesterday, and I just took medicine, so I'm a little sleepy."

"It's better to go to the infirmary?" Matsuda Jinpei frowned and was about to stand up.

— was caught.

The grip on the wrist was not heavy, and he could easily break free, but it was enough to stop him from trying to stand up.

"I don't want to go to the infirmary." It seemed that because of physical discomfort, the voice was a little light, and it was easy for people to distinguish the real feeling of weakness. "Just let me stay here."

The clear and quiet eyes looked at him with determination.

After a few seconds of stalemate, it was Matsuda Jinpei who looked away first, and said viciously: "If you faint from burning here, I will throw you directly."

"There won't be that kind of situation." Leaving him briskly, Riya buried herself back contentedly.

However, even though she didn't look at it, she could still imagine the dissatisfied expression of the curly-haired boy.

Sighing silently, she took the initiative to move on to the next topic: "Didn't you go to see Hagiwara-kun's project?"

"That guy should be in the limelight now." Mentioning this, Matsuda Jinpei was speechless and resisted. "I don't want to be caught in the crowd of his fans and get a headache."

"Because Hagiwara-kun has always been very popular." This kind of distasteful tone is rare, Riya looked at him and couldn't help laughing.

"Not only does she have an excellent appearance, but she is also good at academic performance and sports. In terms of personality, she is very gentle and friendly to all girls. With such an image with almost no shortcomings, it is normal to be popular on campus."

In response to her sincere sigh, Matsuda Jinpei gave a soft snort noncommittally.

Of course he knows that Hagi is popular. After all, he has been like this since he was a child. No matter where he is, he can receive love letters. There are even some strange guys who want him to help spread the word...

His thoughts suddenly stopped.

Speaking of it, why did she boast so sincerely, so fluently that she didn't seem to think much.

Glancing suspiciously, seeing that after she had finished speaking, her brows and eyes curled up with a smile, as if she was in a good mood, Matsuda Zhenping suddenly felt her heart being gripped by an invisible force.

He gritted his teeth secretly, and asked nonchalantly, "Hey...you're not like them, are you?"

"What?" Riya blinked in confusion.

"I'm not going to help you pass the message to that guy," the curly-haired boy turned his head away from her gaze, and emphasized his tone expressionlessly, "Don't even think about it."

After turning her mind a few times, she understood what he meant.

Then he couldn't help but burst out laughing instantly, and got a vicious look that was close to becoming angry from embarrassment.

"Sorry, I didn't expect...haha." She couldn't hold back the corners of her lips.

"Don't be angry." Seeing that his face was really gloomy and he got up to leave, Liya hurriedly pulled him back, forced his smile to comfort him, "I shouldn't have laughed, I'm sorry, it's my fault."

She just didn't expect that the other party's train of thought would suddenly go astray. It's really interesting.

Leaning forward a little against the table, she tilted her head to meet the black eyes that were deliberately moved away, and explained seriously in a soft voice.

"Matsuda-kun, I have never used you to get close to others, and I will never do so in the future... because you are my most important friend."

The curly-haired boy glanced at her slowly.

Her green eyes were as clear as ever, fully presenting her sincere emotions to him without reservation.

"Really," Riya frowned under his skeptical gaze, and said in distress, "Hagiwara-kun is very good, but for me, um... only Matsuda is the most special .”

Matsuda Jinpei finally gave her a little reaction.

"Special, friend?" He repeated in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

He received a brisk and firm nod, so he pursed his lips and temporarily let go of this topic: "I see... can you let go?"

The fingers that were already in a false grip quickly let go of him. Judging from her attitude, she was as natural as before.

After killing time, the drowsiness came back, and when he realized that he had regained his composure, Riya let him know, then lay down again and buried himself in his arms, closing his eyes to prepare for sleep.

It seems that nothing has changed from before.

Matsuda Jinping looked at her calm face, but he was not satisfied.

The rush of irritability still lingered in his heart, casting an indelible haze that almost made him feel at a loss and upset.

Special friends...how special?

"...Xiao Zhenping, that's why you called me out so late?"

Yawning, Hagiwara Kenji glanced at his watch and sighed weakly: "I have participated in many projects today and still have to win prizes. I am really tired."

"That's what you asked for," Matsuda Jinpei cast him an annoyed look, "Aren't you happy when you're surrounded by screaming?"

Sighing again, thinking of his question, Hagiwara Kenji closed his eyes, feeling very tired: "I don't even know, are you really just making friends?"

Seeing the other party's speechless expression, he raised his hand to his forehead, feeling magical for a while.

"Xiao Zhenping, you are not mistaken...you must hold hands with him when you go to a festival together, you ask more carefully than his brother when you go to a hospital, and you are not happy if other boys talk to her...you don't Would you like to say, this is what friends should do?"

It seemed natural at the time, but looking back on it now, Matsuda Zhenping coughed uncomfortably, and explained vaguely: "I had other reasons at the time."

"So you don't plan to continue like this?" Hagiwara Kenji looked at him, feeling a little bewildered, "Then just ask her directly as usual, you don't need my help on this?"

Under his suspicious eyes, the curly-haired boy turned his face away depressed.

"But... what if she just wants to be friends?"

Hagiwara Kenji understood.

Touching his chin, he nodded thoughtfully: "You mean, if she didn't feel anything wrong at first, but after being reminded by you, she started to realize that something was wrong, and then her friends didn't have to do anything, is that right? ?”

Matsuda Jinpei nodded helplessly.

He was worrying about this... What if he just got used to getting along without a sense of distance, what if he lost his current progress, what if he was avoided far away...

"Then try it." A voice from the side interrupted him from continuing to think.

Before he was puzzled and wanted to ask, Kenji Hagiwara took the initiative to say: "Since you want to know what the other party thinks, why don't you try it first?"

"Try, explore?"

Half-believing, Matsuda Jinhei tried to ponder this vocabulary.