The Iceberg of the Net King, let's fall in love

"I like Tezuka, but I don't know if he likes me!" Youya hugged her bent legs, her chin resting on her knees, her voice muffled.

From the perspective of Ryoma standing, she almost seems to have rolled herself into a ball. The confusion and helplessness are so obvious, and the self-protection posture that is afraid of being hurt is so unbearable.

Ryoma turned his eyes away, and lay down not far from her. The sky was blue and beautiful, but the sunlight was a bit strong, making people afraid to look directly at it.Turning his eyes away from the glare of the sun, Ryoma felt that his eyes were a little dry, probably due to the stimulation by the strong light!

After blinking a few times, he felt more comfortable. Ryoma turned his head sideways, looked at Yuya who was still stuck in his own world in that posture, and turned his gaze to the blue sky above his head again at the next moment. The corners of his mouth moved, giving The answer to the question she asked at the beginning came out: "I like straightforward ones!" The dragging voice seemed a little unreal in the long silence.

straightforward?Youya automatically analyzed the word in her mind.Straightforwardness means frankness and frankness.To put it simply, it is going straight and not beating around the bush.go straight?Well!Doesn't fit me at all? (No match? You are too self-aware!)

With a bitter face, Yuya looked at Ryoma and asked expectantly: "What else?" At least one of them would be good for me!

"And..." Ryoma glanced at her, turned his head to the side, and said dissatisfiedly, "No more, that's it! Senior sister, you are still far behind!"

"Don't! Ryoma! Think again! Think again! Maybe there are other types of girls you would like! For example, like Sakura? Or Tomoka? Or me...what about me?" Youya asked persistently.

"Who are Sakurano and Tomoka?" Ryoma frowned and looked at her puzzled.

"Huh?" Yuya completely lost confidence in him.Didn't this kid just perfunctory himself just now?Sure enough, he is a late lover who only has tennis in his heart!Woohoo, does that mean Brother Apple is the same as him?

"Ryoma Ryoma, let me ask you one last question! If, I mean if..." Youya looked into his eyes nervously and made a lot of determination before she dared to speak, "If a girl you don't like My son confessed to you and asked you to date her, would you agree?"

"How can you agree if you don't like her?" Ryoma looked at her puzzled, and asked seriously, "Senior sister confessed to the minister?"

"En!" Yuya nodded in recognition.

"The minister agrees?"

"kindness!"

Long Ma pulled the brim of his hat to cover the glare of the sun, and tugged, "Then what are you worried about?"

"However, he doesn't seem to care at all, which makes people very disturbed! Even the confession seems to be me talking to myself, and he just said "ah" in the end with no clear meaning! Except..." She subconsciously licked her lower lip, and a trace of rosiness flashed across Youya's face, "Anyway, I think he doesn't care about me!"

"...Senior, you are still far behind!" Ryoma stood up and ran back to the track.

Is that don't care?

If you don't care, you won't silently look at you with that worried expression during the few days when you were out of your mind. Promise to date you, I won't kiss you if I don't care...

Senior sister, you really are still far behind!