[Net King] Encounter

The cultural festival is at the forefront, and our leisurely paddling club doesn't have any activities. After we clean up the activity room, today is over.

I immediately picked up my things and ran.

I told my senior that I'm going to watch his training after my department is over!Then we will go home together!

The exclamation point is now!I can't express how excited I am!

Just, I really want to show off to the whole world, my boyfriend, this is—— so good [gesture]

I feel that I have never run so fast even in the physical test. When I ran all the way to the tennis court and there was still a short distance, I couldn't hold it anymore. The physical strength of the literary girl can only last so far, I'm sorry.

Pressing my knees, I gasped, and suddenly felt a little timid, feeling that this image was a bit embarrassing to the senior.

Scratching my hair, I tried hard to restore my image, and then I chose to give up.

I feel that I have long lost my image in front of my seniors.

It's a really sad topic.

I took out the water in my bag and drank a couple of sips. I raised my head and saw from a distance that the seniors were arranging the club activities for everyone today. The cultural festival is just around the corner, and even the tennis club has fewer people watching. There is no crowd to block it. I think It is difficult to find a hidden place to watch [chi] seniors around [han], but after thinking about it again, I am clearly qualified to watch it openly, and suddenly I feel a kind of pleasure like a villain's success.

see it!This is my boyfriend!Look again!That's my boyfriend too!

Delicious.

After the senior arranged the training tasks for everyone, he just noticed that I was standing outside, he paused, and then walked towards me.

Ok? ? ?

I'm so panicked.

Facing the curious gazes of the girls around who seemed to be killing people, the senior came to my side. His purpose was very clear, because he was always looking at me, so the girls around me, who were at the same level or seniors, all blinked. Looking at me with squinting eyes, and whispering from time to time, it made me a little, no, very nervous.

MOMO seems to have seen me too, he laughed and waved his hand at me vigorously, his smile was silly and treacherous and malicious, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I glared at him to signal him to train hard, He looked up to see the senior.

With soft eyes that can be felt even through a layer of barbed wire, he said to me: "Sorry, it will take some time for the tennis club's training to end. If you feel bored, you can go to the library or other places. Wait until it is over. I'm going to find you."

Don't make any jokes, just looking at your face, I can still get bored all day, senior, please be a little self-conscious.

Oh, of course I can't really say that.

"It's okay! Don't worry about me at all, it's better to say that I'm really sorry for interrupting the senior's training!" I answered quickly and couldn't help laughing.

The senior nodded, his hands stuck on the barbed wire, looking at me so intently that my face was a little hot, I couldn't help looking away, looking at his palm on the barbed wire, I heard his voice voice, replied: "Well, then I went to training, and, don't be so restrained."

After a pause, he called my name and ended the sentence: "Asahina."

At that moment I heard my own heartbeat.

It felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

It's over, my friends, I think I'm totally over, I'm going to die one day from a beating heart too fast.

This is terrible, is this the magic of love.

The girls around also withdrew their blatant gazes, probably looking at me secretly instead, but since I'm not that sensitive to sight, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, my boyfriend, even if you look at me again, you won't be able to take her away!

If someone really comes to your door, I... I'm not afraid!Come and fight one by one [roll up your sleeves]

Really, really, it really makes people feel very happy to be able to like someone so blatantly.

I think my mentality has changed very quickly. Before, I just insisted on being in love secretly, but now I don’t even have any psychological barriers in such things as showing affection openly, which is outrageous.

I held my face and watched the senior doing basic exercises in the venue. The senior Oishi and the senior Fuji were there smiling and saying something to the senior. The senior's face looked cold and stiff, and there was a little have no choice.

Intuitively, I think they might be talking about me and the senior.

Oops, thinking about it this way, I'm a little curious.

Maybe because tomorrow is a cultural festival, this training ended earlier than usual. What, if you ask me how I know how long they usually train, it must be because you don’t know me well enough.

Then they started to tidy up the venue and arrange the things for the cultural festival exhibition. Taking advantage of this time, classmate MOMO ran over and winked at me, looking very embarrassed: "Asahina, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you are so powerful."

I smiled and replied: "MOMO, I hope you pay attention to your wording, otherwise your behavior of stealing bento in class will be very dangerous in the future."

I hope he can understand that the person who works so hard to cover for him in class every day cannot be offended, this truth.

"...I was wrong." He immediately raised his hand to beg for mercy.

Because MOMO and the others are still in the first grade, they are basically doing chores, so MOMO was called away by the seniors without saying a word. I looked at their arrangement, and I guess it was obtained by hitting tennis balls. For activities like prizes, I saw that they seem to have taken a lot of brochures from the tennis club and are sorting them out. They are probably going to be distributed tomorrow. I decided to come and pick one up after my shift tomorrow to see if there are any brochures from the seniors. photo.

In fact, it didn't take long for the arrangement. They looked like they had already prepared for it. Maybe it was a regular exhibition of the tennis club?I remember that it was a similar event last year. Although I was still in elementary school at that time, the school was open that day after all, and some people slipped over to visit.

Although I just looked at it from a distance for a while and then left.

Afterwards, my senior and I met smoothly, and he ignored the winks of other seniors, and introduced to the seniors in a very serious manner: "You should all know each other, this is the person I am currently dating, Asahina Tenen, who is in the 1st year and 8th group. "

To be honest, Tezuka-senpai's introduction was too serious, and I couldn't help but get serious. I bowed politely and introduced myself again: "Seniors, I am Asahina from the 1st year 8th group. Ten years, just call me Asahina."

Senior Dashi opened his mouth first, and he waved his hand with a smile: "Don't be so serious, everyone already knows you, haven't you seen it before."

That tone was so gentle that I almost ignored the content of his words.

After two seconds, I came to my senses, recalled the farce-like meeting before, and then complained loudly in my heart: I already knew what I meant? ? ?Seniors, what do you know? ? ?I knew it already, Senior Gan is actually a hidden idiot, right? Even my data is not let go. To my boyfriend can be said to be true love, right? ? ?

Kikumaru-senpai was also booing, adding fuel to the side and saying: "That's right, it's rare for Tezuka to care about a girl so much. We've known about Asahina for a long time, so we're finally dating."

"Kikumaru." Before Senior Kikumaru revealed more information to me, my boyfriend was probably embarrassed, and called out his name in time to stop him.Then he took my hand naturally and said to everyone: "Asahina and I, let's go first."

Regardless of the ridicule and complaints from the seniors, he nodded, turned around and left.

And all my attention was on the hands we held.

It's not that I haven't touched it before. I pulled the senior's sleeve, and the senior also held my wrist, and even kissed...ah, it's too shameful not to mention it.

But this kind of holding hands seems to be the first time.

I felt that my palms might be sweating nervously at that moment, my fingers were stiff for a moment, and my heartbeat was ringing in my ears. I raised my head to look at the senior, and felt that the smile on my lips could not stop live.

What can be felt is the slightly rough touch of his palm, which is the thin callus worn out by holding the racket all year round. It is not obvious on his face, but he can feel the slight trembling of his fingertips.

He turned his head to look at me. It seemed that everything was normal, but it might be a psychological effect. No matter what, I felt that his expression was pretending to be calm.

I firmly pulled out the hand he was holding, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry."Then, under his gaze, he opened his palm, slipped his fingers into his, and clasped them tightly again.

It's a state of interlocking fingers.

At that moment, I felt that my heart was full of emotions that were almost overflowing and overwhelmed me.

That is probably the so-called joy.

Just something as simple as this is enough to make you feel happy.

I like this person very, very much, I can't say enough.

I've loved this guy since a long time ago.

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Thanks to 【Black】classmate for mine.

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muah!

Desperately rushing out a chapter.A show of affection without any plot.

Secretly previewing the cultural festival, which is full of sweetness and sweetness, I will probably make trouble, um, just make trouble, not abuse.

But these two people are so sweet that I really can't see them.

And my minister is so nice, I love him. [Suddenly loud

Then there is, happy 15th birthday forever.

I will always love this person from now on.

So, no matter what, I will keep writing.

-2017.10.07