[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

Nioh Masaharu certainly admits that Kirihara Akaya has a soft side in his heart, and sometimes he will act tenderly, but those moments definitely do not include the state of his tennis attack.

"Do you have any serious misunderstandings about the word gentle?"

When he asked this question, he was naturally questioning, but Bei Chuanyuan insisted that he saw a gentle side in that red-eyed demon.

"His smile is really gentle," Bei Chuanyuan said solemnly, "Since you haven't seen it, don't jump to conclusions."

Who hasn't seen it?When that fellow Kirihara Chiya got sick and fell, which time wasn't I carrying him back? !

Seeing the two of them getting farther and farther away on the topic of gentleness or not, Yagyu Bilu Shi coughed in a timely manner.

"It's still during the competition, why don't we put this topic aside?" Hiroshi Yagyu glanced at Kitagawara again, "Kitagawa-kun has already got the badge, but we haven't."

The implication is that you are actually wasting our time now, Bei Chuanyuan naturally understood, and stopped in resentment.

"By the way, don't use this badge to be too ostentatious. After all, the game is not over, and if someone snatches it back at that time, it will really be a ridiculous ending." Masaharu Nioh kindly reminded.

"Take it back?" Bei Chuanyuan looked puzzled and surprised, "Can this thing be snatched back?"

A few seconds after he finished speaking, someone knocked hard on the top of his head.

"Who—" Bei Chuanyuan turned his head and saw Sakata Ginshi who appeared behind him at some point and was riding a small electric donkey with a look of grief and indignation.

"Teacher, I've been with you for so long," Sakata Gintoki looked disgusted, "You're only reacting now?"

"I just said why there was a sneaky shadow before. If it weren't for the fact that human traffickers are unlikely to appear on campus, I almost called the police, okay?!"

"You're right!" Sakata Gintoki knocked Kitagawara's head again very rudely, "I asked you to come to the game, but I couldn't even understand the rules clearly. How dare you tell me here?"

"What rules? It's just a run around the school and a loan competition. What complicated rules can there be?"

Nioh Masaharu finally couldn't stand it anymore, and explained aloud, "Within two hours, only those who get the badge will advance to the next round of competition. During this period, as long as you don't use excessive violence, you can also grab the badge from others." of."

As for what constitutes excessive violence, the school didn't make it clear. It's probably just looking at the normal tennis and basketball games now, where you can't move your muscles and bones to a life-and-death duel. It's really hard to define the word violence.

Bei Chuanyuan was very surprised, "A run around the school, why is it so complicated?"

"It's because you have a simple mind, so don't blame others for making the competition complicated," Sakata Gintoki hated iron and steel, "Why did I invite you to compete in the first place?"

Bei Chuanyuan was wronged for a while, so he could only listen to Sakata Gintoki's complaints in a muffled voice.

"Getting the badge is also a kind of strength," Yagyu Hiroshi looked at Kitagawara, "I have a proposal, would you like to listen to it?"

"You said."

"You got the badge, and you have more experience than us in this area. Why don't you form a team with the three of us, so that the chances of you being singled out and being robbed will be greatly reduced, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Kitagawahara still didn't respond, but Nioh Masaharu frowned slightly and glanced at Yagyu Hiroshi.

"Of course there is no problem," Bei Chuanyuan readily agreed. The conditions for forming a team were beneficial to him, and he had no reason to refuse.

"Very good," Liu Sheng Bilu Shi smiled softly, "Before that, anyway, there is still time, why don't you ask the two of you to solve your personal problems first."

I knew it, Nioh Masaharu sighed in his heart, no matter what, they didn't need to form a team, and they came to participate with the mentality of having fun, and there was no attachment to victory.Yagyu Hiroshi never did meaningless things, and it was probably because of him that he made such a suggestion.

"What are you doing?" Nioh Masaharu asked in a low voice.

"As a friend's suggestion, it's always better to solve this kind of thing early. Since it happened today, let's solve it together and cut the mess quickly."

Kitagawara didn't speak again, but Sakata Gintoki who was beside him could see the confusion in his eyes.

"Although I don't know what happened to you, but my suggestion, teacher, is to solve it as soon as possible," Sakata Gintoki said casually, "otherwise it's easy to get puberty anxiety."

Bei Chuanyuan had black lines on his face, "...I passed puberty early."

Sakata Gintoki ignored him, walked up to Yagyu Hiroshi, and walked out with a natural familiarity around his neck, "Come on, classmate, let's talk about our personal life."

"This teacher of yours..." Nioh Masaharu looked at the backs of those two people walking away with a complicated expression.

"He has always been like this, don't worry about it." Bei Chuanyuan was very used to it.

"Then," Nioh Masaharu seemed to have made up his mind suddenly, "shall we talk?"

***

Sakata Gintoki turned his head on a whim, and saw something very remarkable.

In the end, he seemed intriguing, and said in a rather superior manner, "Bidong is a good civilization."

***

Kitagawara feels that he has achieved an achievement that most boys may not be able to achieve.

If you haven't given someone a wall, you will be given a wall first.

It is very pleasing for a handsome boy to do the wall-dong action. If unfortunately it causes some effects such as watching a horror movie, there is probably only one reason, not handsome enough.

Nioh Masaharu's appearance is beyond the standard line, there is no doubt about it.But there are still a few people in the world who don't look at their faces, and Bei Chuanyuan doesn't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but it is one of them.

No matter how handsome Nioh Masaharu's face was, it was the face that Kitagawa had seen for two years, and it was only a thread away from getting tired of seeing it.It's just that I didn't get tired of watching it, Bei Chuanyuan felt that he was staring at another boy like this, and besides the soreness and pain in the eyes, he couldn't express any other sighs.

If it is normal, the development of the story is absolutely in line with the above content.But there have been routines since ancient times. The story must develop, the plot must advance, and the characters must of course be upgraded.Although Bidong was not good at all tests, but with specific analysis of specific problems, to deal with Bei Chuanyuan, of course, one cannot simply slap the wall and settle the matter.

First of all, it must be fast enough to pin him to the wall with lightning speed.Pressing every step is obviously not applicable here. First, Beichuanyuan is not as obedient as the heroine in the film and television drama. If you take a step forward, she will take a step back. If it is accompanied by gestures, maybe you can dance tango .Bei Chuanyuan is very restless, if you push him like this, nine times out of ten he will puff out his chest and fight against you.

Nioh Masaharu's first step was considered a success. Before Kitagawara could react, the opponent's hand was already propped against the wall behind him. The skin on his wrist was almost close to his neck. It was sticky with summer sweat. Comfortable.

"...Do we have to talk like this?" Nioh Masaharu managed to make Kitagawara's breathing space into a cube. His breathing was suffocating, but it was not easy to attack.Nowadays, it is easy to touch porcelain when pushing, pulling and stepping, and this posture is even more typical of easy touching porcelain.

And most importantly, he was a little guilty about this matter.

"According to some love reference books," Nioh Masaharu shrugged, "it's absolutely right to do so."

Bei Chuanyuan had a tone of persuading the prodigal son to turn around, "Stop reading those rubbish books! Also, what do you want to talk to me about? Didn't you refuse to repair the boat of our friendship?"

"Don't expect that kind of thing, you are not tired, I am still tired."

"What I want to talk to you is about my compensation," Masaharu Nioh said seriously, without realizing that what he said was about to shift from the love theater to the economic dispute next door. For years, I have been deceived by your so-called straight man performance. And there are quite a few people deceived by you, so it cannot be all my problem."

This sentence is very level. Firstly, it is well-founded, and Beichuanyuan can't find anything to refute; secondly, although the words are a bit aggressive, Nioh Masaharu's tone and attitude are really good, and the whole article is in a tone of discussion In this way, Bei Chuanyuan didn't dare to go too far no matter what he said or did, otherwise he would appear to be a bit unreasonable.

... Then what do you want me to pay for?

Kitagawara couldn't ask this question, even Nioh Masaharu didn't interrupt him from the beginning to the end, just stood there quietly waiting for an answer.

An answer that both of them already knew well.

Bei Chuanyuan's heart was in a mess, and his heart rate was not stable, but it had nothing to do with him having just finished running.Nioh Masaharu's arm was lying across his neck, and his palm was pressed against the wall together with some of Kitagawara's own hair. Kitagawara didn't dare to struggle too much, because it would be painful to pull the hair, and because he didn't know What to do after struggling.

When dealing with relationship issues, Kitagawara is not only not an expert, but to say he is a rookie may seem a bit flattering.

Nioh Masaharu also realized that he had asked a question with a high degree of difficulty, but he was still not going to change the test paper for Kitagawara.

There are problems ahead, and sooner or later they have to be resolved.It has been dragged here, and when the time comes, it will become a huge pit, and who should solve it?

But to put it bluntly, there is no rush for this matter. Masaharu Nioh thought about it, and he had to take it step by step.

"Do you still remember the time when the two of us stood together at the door of the class?" His tone relaxed, "Did you tell me anything?"

Bei Chuanyuan searched for the memories in his mind, and finally said with some embarrassment, "Which time are you talking about?"

The number of times the two of them went out for punishment is definitely not enough in the entire high school.

"Just the time we were caught passing a small note."

The seats of Kitagawara and Nioh Masaharu are one in the upper left corner and the other in the lower right corner. It is not an exaggeration to pass a small note saying that it is difficult to cross mountains and mountains.But they still passed it on, so it was almost expected that they would be arrested afterwards.

But at first the teacher only caught Nioh Masaharu, and he didn't expect that the other person who passed the note to him was the one sitting farthest from him.

But no one expected that Bei Chuanyuan also went out in the end, the kind that voluntarily admitted.However, Kitagawara's reason for going out is also the standard brotherhood. Nioh Masaharu, who was in the drama club at the time, was very familiar with this kind of lines, so he didn't catch it at all.

So what impressed Nioh Masaharu was not Kitagawara's sentence "because we are friends".

On a whim, he acted shocked in order to tease each other, asking, "Since when are we friends?"

Faced with these words, Bei Chuanyuan was naturally heartbroken and very heartbroken.

"You were so angry at the time that you told me that missing you was like missing a 500 million lottery ticket. Compared with those salesmen, your tone is even worse."

Masaharu Nioh recalled the past, but Kitagawara couldn't listen anymore.Being young and frivolous is full of black history, and that kind of self-satisfied and second-year-old tone can only be said by him in the past.

"...What exactly do you want to say?" Bei Chuanyuan could hardly listen anymore, the subwoofer was already very lethal, not to mention that the person in front of him was talking about black history with the subwoofer.

"What I mean is," Nioh Masaharu finally said nothing, "Since you once sold yourself to me so enthusiastically, why are you forcing me to return the product now?"

Bei Chuanyuan thought that the best way to reject friends was to make himself worthless and unworthy of liking.In fact, sometimes he really felt that way, not knowing where others got him.

"This is not the same thing at all..." Bei Chuanyuan was upset, and he still wanted to escape when the incident came to an end, "otherwise I say we both should calm down, I really can't tell you right now."

"You really don't have the professionalism of a salesman." Nioh Masaharu looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed as if he was overwhelmed by him.

"I don't want to have that kind of thing either, and you don't use such metaphors." Bei Chuanyuan murmured angrily.

Nioh Masaharu withdrew his hand from the wall, with a helpless expression on his face.But this is also within the scope of the standard ending, and the difficulty factor of explaining something to Kitagawara is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.Before today, he had already failed many attempts, and it seemed that one more attempt was not unacceptable.

Bei Chuanyuan heaved a sigh of relief that he was finally able to get out of that small and cramped space. His heartbeat just now was extremely abnormal. Of course, there must be no heartbeat.

Just before he took a long breath, Nioh Masaharu slapped his right hand on the wall on the other side of his head, which could form a perfect symmetry with the previous movement, and even made a "pop" sound effect, It all sounds so fitting.

The familiar space oppression reappeared, and Kitagawara was so shocked that he was stunned by Nioh Masaharu's operation, "What are you doing again?"

"Do you know how to keep your hands efficient on the tennis court?"

He asked a question that had nothing to do with the situation at hand.

Of course, Kitagawara shook his head in a daze, and because he was so dazed, he shook his head too frequently, and his whole head almost hit Nioh Masaharu's wrist.

In the end Masaharu Nioh thoughtfully straightened Kitagawara's head, then smiled at him leisurely, and at the same time raised his left hand and waved it in front of Kitagawara's eyes.

"One hand is tired," he explained casually, "naturally we need to change another hand."

His posture has a tendency to want to fight for a long time.

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For me, such things as emotional threads are balls of wool.

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