【B6】

Since the psychology class has changed to a new teacher, the students in Class A have become more interested in the course than ever before.

The young and beautiful female teacher is amiable, the lectures are lively and interesting, and there is no homework after class, probably all students will like it.

I was looking forward to the weekly psychology class every day, but this expectation was disappointed this week.

As soon as the class bell rang, the head teacher walked into the classroom with a stack of test papers: "Because Mr. Kirishima is sick, this class will be changed to self-study, and I will send a test paper ...... below."

There was a wail among the people.

What the hell, the long-awaited psychology class doesn't work, and it still sends nasty test papers?!

This is the mind of almost most people, but in the face of the strict head teacher, everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so they had to swallow their anger, silently shed two lines of wide tears in their hearts, and then picked up the pen and started the test paper.

Akaji didn't have much regret about not being able to take the psychology class, but he was more concerned about another thing.

Is she sick?!

He tried to remember the last time the two met, and she looked very good on the bus, and she seemed to be fine.

Are you really sick, or are you ready to leave this world after the mission is completed?!

Either way, it's the answer Akaji doesn't want to get.

For Junnatsu Kirishima ten years later, Akaji has mixed feelings. Especially after guessing their future intimacy, his mood was a little delicate.

He and Junnatsu Kirishima were just nodding acquaintances. Sometimes you will meet on the bus and they will greet you in a friendly way. However, they are not in the same organization or society, and the two have almost no intersection. He often overhears her news from the classmates around him, but he only goes in the left ear and out the right ear when he is gossiping.

Judging from her appearance, Kirishima Junxia is indeed very beautiful, which is why she is sought after as a goddess by many people in Diguang. Boys are visual creatures, and sometimes when Akaji sees her, he thinks "she's really pretty", but that's about it.

He is not a qualified member of the Appearance Association, and he cares more about the connotation than the appearance. At first glance, Junnatsu Kirishima is lively and cheerful, and looks quite childish, and this kind of temperament is not the type he likes.

However, even so, in the future they are together.

After the doubt, there is more curiosity. The future self chose her, and there will be a reason. So what exactly is this reason?

And it was only after that game that he really became interested in her.

Her chess style is very similar to his, and it seems that she often plays against her future self. The words she uttered seemed frivolous, but in fact they were quite profound. What made Akaji care most was the strange little story, what she meant, he still didn't understand.

If she was going back, Akaji felt a little regretful, but more than that, unhappy. He was just beginning to understand her surface, how could she get away?

And if he was sick, he thought maybe he should pay a visit.

Akaji has always been a man who does what he says, and if there is anything in his heart, he will not run away, but face it head-on.

He remembered that Junxia had said that he was still living in his old house, and as the student council president, he quickly found out the address of Kirishima Junnatsu's house. So after school, he planned to visit her house, and by the way, he would say something to her.

According to the address filled in on the student's information, Akaji came to the bottom of an apartment building.

It is an apartment building in Setagaya Ward, just a few stops away from the Akajiya bus, and it is not something that ordinary working-class people can afford. It seems that Kirishima Junnatsu's family background itself is good.

He pressed the room number, and the first time no one answered.

Isn't anyone home?" he frowned and pressed again. And this time it took a while to get connected.

"Hello, I'm Akaji. He said politely.

"Hey, you don't have the key?" a sleepy female voice came from the other end of the intercom, full of confusion, and then hung up.

The door clicked open.

Akaji couldn't quite understand the meaning of that sentence, and with a trace of doubt in his heart, he took the elevator to Junxia's floor and saw the door slightly open.

He knocked politely on the door, but there was no movement in the room, so he gently pushed the door open.

"Excuse me. He whispered into the air, took the door by the way, stood in the entryway, and looked around.

The house is not big, and it looks like it should be a two-bedroom apartment. The room is equipped with a large number of facilities, the living room and dining room are connected together, and the TV, coffee table, sofa, cupboard, and dining table are arranged in a staggered manner. There seems to be a lot of stuff piled up, but it's very neatly organized.

This undoubtedly made him feel good, knowing that a person's life will always face the huge problem of tidying up the room.

There was no one in the living room, it seemed that there was only the bedroom.

Thinking of this, Akaji hesitated a little, but then thought that the other party seemed to be in a sick state, so he found a pair of shoe covers on the shoe cabinet and slowly walked towards the bedroom.

Sure enough, there was a man lying on the bed. Akaji slowly approached, only to see her frowning, her face flushed, and she really didn't look very good.

At this time, Chun Xia curled up like a cat, with a confused expression on his face, which was very different from the usual radiant character.

Is this a fever?

He gently put his hand over her forehead, but it wasn't as hot as he had imagined.

As if sensing a burst of coldness, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with a blurred eye, like a lost kitten.

"You're leaving work so early?" she tilted her head, as if confused.

Akaji instantly understood that the other party had recognized the wrong person. Or rather, he hasn't fully woken up.

It seems that the previous complaint on the walkie-talkie that he "didn't have a key" is also the reason.

He was about to explain, but he was suddenly pulled into her arms.

"I know you can't bear me, but I'm fine. The warm breath sprayed on his ears, making him feel a slight itch in his ears. Akaji instinctively wants to break free, but finds that the other party's strength is greater than expected.

Then she tightened her arms and hugged him tighter.

Having never been so close to a woman other than his family, Akaji's body stiffened violently.

The smell of her usual perfume lingered between his nose, not strong, as light as jasmine in the morning, which made him lose his thoughts for a while. And the heat in his arms made his brain go blank for a moment.

However, the worse thing was still to come, and he felt the other party gently bite his earlobe. The stimulation of being bitten and the warm breath sprayed on the body, a sweet paralyzing sensation spread throughout the body.

A feeling rose in Akaji's heart that he had never felt before.

What's wrong with him?!

Sensing that her lips were off her earlobe, as if about to move downward, he snapped open his shackles.

"Kirishima ...... Teacher," he gasped, and said in a low and stern voice, "please see who I am." ”

"Isn't that a sign?" her eyes were filled with moisture.

"Yes, but I'm not ......," Akaji paused, a little embarrassed, but eventually said, "I'm not your husband. ”

Hearing his words, Junxia blinked, and his blurred eyes gradually gained focus.

She looked at the young man in front of her, was slightly stunned, and then quickly apologized calmly: "Sorry, it's rude." ”

Akaji pursed his lips and didn't speak.

The roots of his ears were still a little hot at this point. Although there was a faint anger in his heart, he also knew that the disturbance just now was purely accidental.

After all, he and ten years later are both Seishiro Akaji, admitting his mistakes in an unconscious state, what can he care about with a patient?

"Zhengjun go and wait for me in the living room. Junxia raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her sincerely.

Akaji breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he completely calm down, and turned around and left the room without saying anything.

Chun Xia tilted his head, looking at the other party's seemingly steady but actually somewhat flustered pace, and suddenly felt that his actions just now were really embarrassing, and he was probably frightened Xiao Zhengtai.

Although she has always been very bad-hearted, she swears that she really mistook him for her husband just now, and not deliberately flirted.

After this embarrassing incident, her mind cleared up, and she suddenly felt that the uncomfortable after-effects were gone.

Could it be that because of the addition of "Akaji", I have regained my vitality? Ahhh

After changing her clothes, she walked out of the bedroom slowly, and when she looked up, she saw Akaji sitting upright on the couch.

She wasn't worried that he would just leave, because that wouldn't be in line with his usual style.

"Is the teacher feeling better?" Akaji glanced at Junxia suspiciously, feeling that she was very energetic at this time, and following the fragile appearance just now, it was like two people.

"Well, I'm basically cured. "Thanks to you, Chun Xia added silently in her heart, but after that incident, she didn't dare to continue to tease him.

"One has to take good care of oneself. "Akaji didn't know what to say. That kind of thing just happened, and the atmosphere between the two seemed to be a little awkward.

"Well, actually, it's not an ordinary illness, but a sequelae of time and space travel," Junxia tilted his head and patiently explained to him, "It's good to rest and rest." ”

"That's right. Akaji nodded, and was about to explain the reason for his visit today, but was interrupted by Junnatsu.

"Speaking of which, have you eaten?" Junxia said with a smile, pretending that nothing had happened just now.

"Not yet. Akaji shook his head slightly.

He came straight here after school, planning to pay a visit, and then dropped by to go home.

"Then if you don't mind, eat here?" Chun Xia blinked, "Although my body has recovered, it is still a little difficult to go out, next time I will invite you to a big meal!"

Akaji thought about it, he just called the housekeeper at home and said that he would go back after dinner, and he originally planned to eat something outside after visiting her, but since she took the initiative to invite, it was not unacceptable.

"That's a big bother," he nodded politely.

If you leave at this time, you will feel like you have run away.

Junxia opened the refrigerator, ordered some ingredients, and was a little distressed: "Ah, it seems that there is nothing left, is it okay to ramen?"

"I'm casual. Akaji said lightly.

"Then please wait a moment. Junnatsu smiled at Akaji, and then walked into the kitchen with the ingredients.

Due to time constraints, she can't make bone broth ramen, so she can only make the simplest clear soup. However, the ingredients include bamboo shoots, corn, barbecued pork, kelp, and soft-boiled eggs she bought in the supermarket a few days ago, so many ingredients, it is much more hearty than a simple bowl of noodles.

When the ramen noodles came out of the pot, she deliberately poured the soup between several empty bowls a few more times, and waited until it was not so hot before serving it out slowly.

"I've been waiting for a long time," she said, placing the noodles in front of Akaji, "the ingredients are limited, the time is limited, it's a little simple, I hope I don't dislike it." ”

"It's okay, thank you. Akaji had a faint smile on his face.

"Then I'll go," Chun Xia tilted his head, "You don't have to pay attention to those etiquettes here, just be casual." ”

She doesn't actually like those dogmatic constraints, on the contrary, she advocates freedom, which is diametrically opposed to Akaji, who was born into a traditional famous family.

Akaji nodded on the surface, but still didn't move his chopsticks.

"What's the matter," Junxia tilted her head in confusion, "Well, it's not hot." ”

Could it be that when he was a child, Akaji's cat tongue was stricter?

Akaji paused, and after hearing her words, he reached out and picked up his chopsticks and said politely, "I'm moving." ”

He gently took a bite of the noodles and ate them elegantly.

As she said, the temperature is just right, and it's not hot.

Then he raised his eyes to see Junxia staring at him expectantly, and in the heat, those bright eyes seemed to contain countless stars.

She curled the corners of her mouth and asked, "How's it going!?"

"It was delicious. Akaji smiled inadvertently.

In fact, this bowl of ramen is a far cry from what the maid at home makes, but Akaji feels that he likes the one in front of him better. Although it is just a bowl of clear soup ramen, it is not delicate enough, and the ingredients are very simple, but I feel very warm. My heart seemed to wade through a warm current, moistened for a long time.

This moment inevitably reminded him of his deceased mother. She also cooked simple dishes before her death, and never let her servants cook. Although the dishes are simple, they are full of love.

She was so fond of him and his father.

"I'm glad you like me," Junxia suddenly smiled strangely, "but I refuse to think of me as a mother or something." ”

After hearing this, Akaji paused with the chopsticks in his hand.