[Comprehensive] Girlfriend's original wish

I really didn't hear clearly what Takao and Kagami were talking about, I just felt that my eyes were heavy and weak, and I almost couldn't open them.

Takao waved his finger in front of my eyes, probably realizing that something was wrong with me, "Nagase-san, are you alright?"

Well, I feel like not only my consciousness, but also my ears.

Takao’s worried voice seemed to be through a transparent glass, and I couldn’t hear anything clearly, so I subconsciously pushed his hand away, and slowly responded: “I’m fine, I’m just a little tired, sorry…”

I took out the algebra and English handouts that I secretly arranged in class before and handed them to the two people in front of me, "I have compiled all the questions that you often made mistakes before. I am really sorry today. I am not feeling well. It's comfortable, I'll go back and rest first, can we meet again next time?"

Takao was taken aback.

Vulcan had that embarrassing look on his face, he didn't take the handout, but grabbed my hand.

"Sorry, honestly, I shouldn't have been so capricious just now, Nagase-san."

I stared blankly at him, and my heartbeat suddenly accelerated without my awareness, which made me a little confused.

"That's right..." Takao also reacted, and he also had an apologetic look on his face, "It's obvious that Nagase-san is already feeling very uncomfortable, but Vulcan-kun and I haven't noticed yet."

I just feel tormented, Vulcan and Takao also have the feeling that they want me to get closer to the past, and the consciousness that is already drowsy is not in control at the moment, I shook my head at the two of them, stood up with the table, " Then I'll go back first, I'm a little distressed about losing my phone, I'll wait for you here at this time tomorrow."

I almost escaped from the fast food restaurant, holding my injured forehead along the way, I shook my head vigorously, the road in front of me seemed to have become uneven, and the towering buildings in the distance began to become distorted.

Almost out of breath.

Maybe this time he will really die...

I was thinking vaguely, but my footsteps did not stop. I walked towards the Central Park across the road. This time, there was no longer the constant flow of traffic as before, which allowed me to cross the road to the park smoothly.

I stepped up the steps and walked along the familiar path. The bulletin board in front of the park still posted posters of the National High School Tennis Competition. Occasionally, people in sweatshirts would rush past me.

"Hurry up, today is the match between Bingdi and Liujiao!"

"After this game is over, the final four teams will be determined. Tachikai University Affiliated High School in Kanagawa, Youth Academy in Tokyo, and Shitenbaoji in Osaka. Which team will be the final one?"

Such a scene seems to have returned to the day when I was nervously looking forward to the national competition.

I approached the court and looked at the members of the tennis club who were still practicing.

"Hi, see you again."

Someone touched my shoulder, I rubbed my eyes, and found that Shiraishi appeared beside me, which was very unexpected.

Before I asked my doubts, he had already explained for me with a gentle smile, "If you are coming to see the match between Bingdi and Liujiaozhong, it will be at the D court next to it."

"I didn't come to watch, just to watch the game." I bowed my head without saying a word, "I just want to find a place where I feel at ease and take a break."

"Are you tired?" The arc of Baishi's mouth slowly slowed down, and his tone also became calm, "...very hard."

"...I'm so tired, I can't take it anymore." I stared at the teenagers running back and forth on the tennis court in front of me, "I used to think that playing tennis was the most tiring thing. Sometimes the game lasted for two or three hours. It can’t be over, now, I know playing tennis, it’s not tiring at all.”

At that time, whether it was training or competition, after the end, I would always meet Shiraishi who had been waiting for me outside the court.

He held up my favorite peach-flavored sports drink, his eyes were slightly bent, and then he stretched out his hand and patted my head gently, "Are you tired, Mizuki has worked hard."

Tonight and Hexi.

My eyes are burning hot, I want to hug Baishi who is standing in front of me immediately, like I used to act like a baby with him every time, but I know this is not allowed, the current Baishi is just a pity The person who appeared beside me was no longer the boy who belonged exclusively to me.

"I can't hold on any longer," I clenched my lips and sucked my nose vigorously, trying to draw back my tears with this clumsy movement, "I'm so tired, I'm in so much pain... I can't do it anymore... ..."

There was some slight helplessness on Shiraishi's face, and then I heard his footsteps leaving silently.

There was only the quiet wind blowing the bangs on my forehead again, I couldn't hold back my tears, but when I covered my mouth, a can of peach-flavored drink dangled in front of my eyes.

"Would you like to have a taste, this is the taste of love~"

Shiraishi tilted his head, looked straight over, and imitated the idol on TV holding a drink for publicity, and said to me in a deliberately sweet tone, but such a funny tone matched his handsome face, it was not only incompatible, It also brought extra joy.

"Don't cry."

He lowered his head and said I was talking, so I pretended to flick my bangs and wiped away the tears on my face in a panic, "I'm not crying."

"Okay, okay, you didn't cry." He said, and then unscrewed the cap of the drink for me, "Here, here you are."

Baishi raised his hands behind his back, and with a smile, he said to me completely frankly, "Look, I also have bandages on my hands, and I haven't even hidden them like you."

Even this kind of thing is noticed.

The dominant hand wrapped in gauze was obviously hidden behind me all the time and I didn't want him to see it.

In fact, Shiraishi has always been very caring, gentle and reliable.

It is precisely because of this that I love him deeply, and I even want to see him here for the first time every time I come to Tokyo.

Without me, would Shiraishi choose another girl as his lover?

Through the open mouth of the drink bottle, I saw my rather sad face reflected in the full drink.

"Well, may I ask," my fingers gripped the bottle of the drink, and I looked up at Shiraishi, "Do you have a lover?"

"Huh?" He was surprised, pondered for a moment, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily, "What about you?"

"I do not have."

"Then, neither do I." Baishi raised his head, "Why don't you have any until now?"

"My personality seems to be the type that is easily hated by others." I said to myself, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "I'm not very good at expressing my feelings, and I don't know how to express my feelings. He likes to convey it, to like me who is so weird...then, he must be very brave."

Shiraishi laughed along with me, making it hard to distinguish his true emotions, "Indeed, it takes a lot of courage to find that you are a very cute person."

He continued to look at me, and after a while, he held my hand, "You are tired, let me take you home."

The slender and soft fingers that have been holding the racket all the year round are naturally pulled up like this. The park is not far from the station. The warm body temperature makes me feel very nostalgic.

If this road can go on indefinitely...

I looked up at the sky, which had turned into a dark blue cloud, piling up at the highest point.

The tram was about to enter the station, Shiraishi said goodbye to me politely, just when I was about to enter the station, he turned around and stopped me suddenly.

"Mizuki."

Shiraishi called my name shallowly, "I heard that the festival in Namori Town is very exciting, can I visit you to play on weekends?"

I hesitated, not knowing what to respond, Baishi's thin and clean face burst into a familiar smile.

The low crashing sound of the tram slowly approaching the platform crushed his gentle voice, so that I could only judge what he said to me by his mouth movements.

do not give up.

I'm still waiting for you.

I rubbed my still dizzy head and walked into the elevator of the apartment. When the elevator climbed up silently, my head was always drooping uncontrollably.

The drowsiness came again in a chaotic way, and I was walking forward almost crookedly leaning on the wall.

Standing at the door of the house was a small baby in a black formal suit and polite. After seeing me coming back, he jumped in front of me and greeted me with a baby-sounding accent.

Huh, "Ciao~I'm Reborn, a killer from Italy, and currently a tutor for Peng Lie's tenth generation."

"Well?"

I was stunned, and touched my forehead with the palm of my hand, it was slightly hot.

Italy, killer, governess.

This kind of vocabulary that has nothing to do with me was spoken from the mouth of a cute child...

Sure enough, my hallucinations are getting worse.

The little baby named Reborn smiled disapprovingly, and the green reptile on his hat that looked like an ornament slowly came to his palm.

He raised the gun in his hand and pointed it straight at me.

Soft hands and feet, and cute eyes that are so bright that they can reflect stray bullets, but what they say is cruel, "Do you need me to take you to Santu River to sober up?"

Hmm... so cute.

I glanced at the corner of the little baby's slightly raised mouth, and squatted down in front of him with the last of my strength, "I'm sorry, I'm really tired, and I can't play games with you... If you don't know where mom and dad are, come here first Come and sit at my house, okay? I'll take you home later."

boom--!

The lingering smell of gunpowder smoke and the bullets across my face made me stare blankly at everything in front of me.

Smoke was rising from the pierced wall behind him.

Now children's toys are made so realistic?

I was completely unaware of the bloodstains on my face, and stood up unsteadily in front of the baby.

After opening the door, I fell directly on the sofa. The moment my body touched the soft sofa, it seemed that the sleep function had been activated, and I couldn't get up again.

"Humph."

The lovely child's voice gradually faded away.

"It's interesting."

I woke up when I accidentally rolled off the couch.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the drawn curtains of the living room, casting a dazzling halo on the floor.

"Mitsuki?"

A worried voice came from above.

I covered my arm that hurt from the fall, and the person next to me had helped me up again. I looked sideways and saw Tsunayoshi Sawada's worried face.

His brown hair was also reflected by the sunlight outside the house, the line of his jaw was slightly raised, and his round eyes were full of uneasiness and worry, even the hand that held me couldn't help but tighten.

"Sawada-kun...? Why are you at my house?"

"Ah... I'm sorry, I heard Wu said yesterday that you asked for leave to go home and rest, but you still didn't come today... Hayato also said that you have to ask for another day of leave," Sawada looked up at me nervously, "I will take today's class I will write your notes for you, um, I will send them to you."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was clearly incoherent, as if he cared about my silence, he hurriedly said, "It's true! I didn't want to kill you because of Reborn, no, no, no, no, I'm really worried about you."

"Why did you tell me that, thank you for sending me the notes."

When the four eyes met, Sawada blinked his eyes, and suddenly smiled clearly: "Well, don't worry, I have memorized everything the teacher said for you."

"So I've been sleeping at home all day."

"Speaking of which, Mizuki hasn't had lunch yet." Sawada pushed the bento box on the table in front of me, "I asked my mother to make it for you, if you don't mind—"

Sawada's slightly nervous voice in the room was interrupted by the doorbell outside.

"Ah, who is looking for me at this time?" I planned to open the door.

But Sawada, who was sitting next to me, had already held my hand, raised his voice slightly, and returned me a gentle smile that could make people feel at ease, "Mizuki is not in good health yet, let me open the door for you. "