When I ran to the door of Xiao Muxi's house, I definitely didn't look dignified, to be exact, I was very embarrassed - because I had never worn a coat before, and I had just draped it on my body casually, so my clothes were a little messy, and I hurriedly ran over, stepped on the road a few feet of snow, and my trouser legs were covered with snowflakes.

But as long as the momentum is there, it's fine.

Glaring mercilessly at the senior who was two levels higher than himself, I interrupted his action of wanting to hand the flower to Kogi Senpai: "If the flower is the case, how about Kitahara senior keep it for himself and give it to the girl he likes more?"

"Kazuya, did you misunderstand something?" Haruki Kitahara looked at me with a look of surprise.

That's right, that's pretty much it, Haruki Kitahara never makes mistakes, at least from his standpoint, from his point of view, everything he does is reasonable, and this time, of course, is no exception.

However, this time, I think that even from his standpoint, there will be a problem.

Kitahara is fond of Fuyuma and Sasa, and I know that very well, and he has shown this on many occasions. However, now sending flowers to Kogi Yukina, whether it is a whim or not, or just a casual action, doesn't this prove that he himself is too frivolous?

I wondered why Haruki Kitahara might have done this, maybe something went wrong with Fuyuma and Sa's concert that night, and the two had a fight, making Kitahara feel that he shouldn't have much chance on Fuyuma's side - but if that's the case, he just got dumped by a girl, and he turned his head to pursue another girl, didn't he feel a little guilty?

"Of course I didn't misunderstand anything, I think it was Kitahara seniors who misunderstood something, I think if a boy likes a girl, he should be more resolute, instead of being left and right, isn't that so?"

"Oh, Kazuya, calm down. Haruki Kitahara was still smiling and shaking her hands.

At this point, can you still remain calm?

"-I've always thought it's strange before.,How can someone like you, who cares about your reputation, be indifferent to such a scandal.,The question now is——"

"-No, no, no, Kazuya, you listen to my explanation. ”

"Although Kitahara-senpai, you've put down the flowers, but-"

The bouquet I gave to Xiao Mu Yu was just to celebrate her passing the exam. ”

In the midst of the argument, Haruki Kitahara finally found an opportunity, he said.

As if I had been poured a basin of cold water, I suddenly calmed down.

I don't know when it started, but I just saw the little wooden senior who had entered the house, and he was also coming to the door, covering his mouth and looking at me with complicated eyes.

This is the first time we have met in two months.

The senior's face looked a little haggard, was it because it was hard to prepare for the exam? Or was there some other reason?

However, this is not so important for the time being.

"It's not justified like this, giving flowers to people at this time is just to celebrate the end of the exam or something, I won't believe it anyway!" I looked at Kogi Senpai, expecting her to expose this clumsy lie of Haruki Kitahara.

Everything I did made sense - as long as Kitahara's intentions were the same as I thought.

However, the answer I received immediately turned my behavior into a ridiculous self-inflicted sentiment.

"yes, I can't believe it either. Senior Kogi Shu cupped his forehead, "I also think it's a little strange to send flowers for this matter, but that's what Kitahara-san explained to me just now." ”

"Well, is it so strange to send flowers to celebrate the end of the exam?" said Haruki Kitahara, who was behind me, with some embarrassment.

"It's easy to misunderstand. ”

Yes, it's easy to be misunderstood, you can choose to send a lot of things, but why send flowers? Why send flowers at this sensitive time on Valentine's Day? Isn't it deliberately suspicious to walk down the road with such fanfare?

"I'm sorry, Kogi, I didn't take that into account. And Kazuya, I just misunderstood you. "I vaguely heard Haruki Kitahara's voice apologizing to me.

"I wasn't going to ask you to give me the flowers because it's easy to misunderstand, Kitahara-san, don't you understand what I mean?"

It looked like she was berating Kitahara.

But it doesn't matter anymore, because, right now, the person who is most like a clown is me. The person who should be attacked the most is also me.

Yes, it's exactly like a clown, sloppy appearance, out of place, just relying on momentum to attack people at will, arguing with other guests at the door of the host's birthday party, as if he was the one who absolutely took possession.

You know, this is the first time we have met in a long time!

You know, this is a long-lost effort, after making up your mind!

You know, this is decisive, and even a little hasty rejection of my sister's recklessness!

So in exchange for such a result?

"Yukina, we're here - uh, what's going on now?"

Sure enough, it's even more embarrassing! Completely, it's embarrassing! It's embarrassing for Kogi Senpai, it's embarrassing for myself—all the determinations seem like a joke now.

After running back to Tokyo from Nagano without thinking about it last month, and after making a big joke based on his own impulses alone, this time, I messed up again!

Isn't that what you want to tell me when I make a decision based on my feelings? But why, every time I make a decision based on my momentary mood, it ends up like this?

My whole body began to burn, and the voices of the other guests around me seemed to be talking about my mistakes, in such an environment, I was embarrassed, what reason did I have to stay?

"I'm sorry, senior, I remember, I still have some things to do, so," hurriedly put the birthday present I had prepared on the ground, not daring to look at Yukina Kogi, I stepped back, and then, in the dazzling gaze of everyone, ran away.

When I passed by the café before, I didn't see my sister by the window.

This time I was embarrassed, it was different from the last time, last time, if I wanted, I could still have something to rely on, and someone to complain about, but this time, after I personally refused Yui Yui Yubihama's retention of me, what qualifications did I have to be shy to find her comfort again?

Heaven and hell, there is only a thin line between them, this is the greatest truth in the world.

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There are fewer and fewer students coming to class in the third grade, but fortunately, because of this, these bad rumors that appeared at Yukina-chan's birthday party have not yet spread to the first and second grade classrooms. A month later, with the graduation of the third-year students, this matter probably will not spread in the general martial arts high school, which should be the only consolation for me.

When I fled home in a hurry, my sister was not at home, and I don't know when she came home that day, and later, I don't know whether she endured the discomfort to attend the birthday party of Kogi Yu's senior, or did something else. Even after dinner, we rarely interacted with each other.

The idea that "everything can be solved after this birthday party" that came to mind when I communicated with Isshiki now seems ridiculous.

Yes, I seem to have the answer in my heart, but how did I get this answer? misunderstandings, misunderstandings, jealousy, unreasonable explanations, all the worst mixed together, finally obtained. My sister said: It is too unfair for her to get this answer.

I would like to add now that such an answer is too ironic for my sister.

However, this is the reality, although it was only because of a misunderstanding that such a result was obtained, however, it is still a reality.

I've already broken down once, and maybe not yet—even I'm shocked by my current state of stability.

However, perhaps a miss is a miss after all.

At this time last year, at the graduation ceremony of high school, I secretly swore that I had made countless mistakes and mistakes in my three years of high school, so I would correct them in my third year of high school.

However, when I look back on the past year, I just feel as if I made more mistakes.

The love story of youth is never a comedy.

The truth of life is the worst bloody drama.

The new semester begins without warning and ends unprepared.

When I stood in the auditorium of the graduation ceremony, I realized the meaning of the so-called third semester - all the meaning of this semester is related to this graduation ceremony.

It was Haruki Kitahara who spoke as the last representative of the graduating students, and I think he was actually quite lucky, because, at that birthday party not long ago, my original plan was definitely not to quarrel and quarrel with such a childish family, but to rush directly to him and punch him.

If I had done this, he would probably not have been able to speak as a graduate since he was injured, right?

In the end, I held back, but, considering the embarrassment at the end, it would have been better to be a little more impulsive at the beginning, and I even felt a little ridiculous watching Haruki Kitahara finish his speech and the other seniors who were about to graduate walked up the steps to receive their graduation certificates.

When the principal reads the names of the graduating students, he also hears familiar names, and when Kogi Senpai came on stage, I quickly glanced at her and then lowered my head.

When we met again after two months, the impression left on her was really terrible, right?

Although embarrassing things will always pass, that bad impression will always remain in the other person's heart.

Even if you like it, there is no way to express it.

So, what was it that gave me the confidence that as long as I attended that birthday party, made a decision, and confessed again, I could succeed?

Why do you feel so victorious?

Reality taught me a lesson, when you think you have a chance to win, it's actually when you're at your most dangerous, and that's what shit freshman years of high school taught me.

I still have to learn.

Probably so, and then, bye-bye, first grade.

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Well,That's right,You see.,And also A went up.,And also played gg.,Well,It's good to be stuck here with malice today-ah,I really want to end here.,And then look at the comment area and scold the mother (Wangtian),Actually, in the end, it's very similar to the end.,Isn't it (serious face)