Yokoyama let the other party smooth his eyebrows, opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a while. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know when I woke up.,Seeing Yokoyama standing quietly in front of the windowsill with his head down.,It's sad to be unprovoked.,When I reacted.,I've already come to Yokoyama's face.。 But he didn't expect to scare Yokoyama so much that he hit his waist all of a sudden.

Girls frown and frown a lot, and they will age quickly--Yuko-san used to say this to herself who frowned after a fight. Stirring now remembers it, and then naturally learns from Yuko-san to gently smooth Yokoyama's brows like he did to himself.

What is it that makes Yokoyama so troubled and sad? If only I could help.

Yokoyama didn't know what Ji Ra was thinking, and if he knew, he would probably be moved to cry immediately, but she didn't know. But the tenderness between her eyebrows was still slightly healed by the excitement of caressing her eyebrows.

Glancing at the still asleep center, Yokoyama put his hands on his scorching waist - the posture of throwing himself straight out of the bed seemed unsafe.

"Did you sleep well?"

Ji Lai looked left and right at the hands holding him, tilted his head and was about to say something when he was attracted by Yokoyama's question, so he naturally didn't care about those hands.

"Hmm......" looked at the center excitedly--gave the pillow to the center, and I was still a little unaccustomed to sleeping without the pillow, so I woke up early.

"Kyohachibashi! I heard there was going to be a war, right?" she remembered Shibuya, where she had just been.

"Hmm. Are you worried?" looked at her tenderly, and combed her hair that had become messy from sleeping.

"You can recover from your injuries! Maeda has returned. Speaking of Maeda, the corners of Yokoyama's mouth unconsciously raised. Not long ago, the mood of longing for Maeda still leaves a small shadow in my heart, and even now when I think of Maeda, I still have a good feeling.

Maeda. Although he has changed from a favorite person to a favorite friend in his heart, the incomparable strength and aura still make people fall for it. When she heard that she was back, she was still as hopeful as the other students in Majisuka.

Maeda is back, and their strongest combat power is back.

The apex of Ma Lu Suka,The apex of La Papa,The Maeda who inherited Yuko Oshima to become the strongest is back.,Just this kind of news,It's enough that Ma Lu Suga School Park is full of a high-spirited confidence and fighting spirit that will inevitably win.。

Maeda has always had that charm. Yokoyama's heartstrings, which had been tense, were also relaxed.

Excitedly looking at Yokoyama's bright smile like a spring breeze - Maeda, is she back? Maeda has been gone for so long that she almost forgets that it was Maeda who wanted her to stay and continue to serve as one of the Four Heavenly Kings. Then it was Maeda who asked him to go to Tokyo Station to meet transfer students from Kyoto.

Looking at Yokoyama's face, he suddenly remembered the scene of the first meeting.

The huge station was full of people, either alone or in families, all walking up and down the hall with their luggage, the sound of the radio hovering overhead. Standing in front of the hall door, she felt out of place, and it was not uncommon for her to be noticed by everyone, but it was nothing more than two categories of bad people from other schools who came to provoke her or bad people from their own schools. It was the first time in my life to be noticed by ordinary people, and I was nervous when I was not careful.

She thought as she realized that she had forgotten to confirm with Maeda what the person was looking like, so she approached the hall under the gaze and crowd of everyone.

There were more people in the hall than expected.

Where is that person?

She looked around, and suddenly a person stood up on a chair not far away. Dressed in a clean and well-behaved sailor suit, with a small braid tied on one side like himself - I feel very kind when I am bare, and the hand holding the book is very slender and clean, looking at my own eyes, the tip of the eyes is slightly raised, revealing a little calm elegance.

It was unlike anyone she had seen before.

The way you talk, the way you smile, the way you nod, the way you look down, the way you look surprised, the way you walk, and the way you look at yourself are all different.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a bad person who will go to school in Suga School Park.。

The strange feeling that rose in my heart did not subside even now.

It's a look you can rely on. This feeling of being able to rely on and trust with peace of mind is stronger than that of Yuko-san, more than sado, and even stronger than black.

But the person this person trusts, longs for, and longs for is Maeda. I came to this school because of Maeda's call. Suddenly I felt a little lonely.

I don't know what it's like to be relied on by someone who makes everyone trustworthy?

So, when Maeda handed over the position of minister to her and left, she fell asleep and woke up to find Yokoyama sitting next to her with his eyes closed and making a slight and even breathing sound, and there was really a sense of happiness that was trusted by this person.

She falls asleep because she is a reassuring existence like "home" for her, but what about Yokoyama?

Then he rejoiced. Even after taking it with him, until Yokoyama, he will not rent out the apartment, but stay in the Lapa Papa. When there was no one else, she and Yokoyama were the only ones left.

There were just two of them. Whether it's chatting or studying, Yokoyama always seems to be very patient, even more than Yuko-san.

If only he could get better a little faster, wouldn't Yokoyama feel more at ease if he was there?

Excitedly looked at the wound covered by clothes, and suddenly resented his recovery speed.

Even so, it is a joy to be able to see Yokoyama in the ward every day.

But sure enough, the time spent in the room of the Lap Bang Department was even better.

"Maeda is back?" said not Ji, nor Yokoyama. Rather, it was the center that had fallen asleep against the cabinet until just now. When I was dazed, I woke up when I heard the news that Maeda had returned. He asked as he quickly caught the pillow that had fallen to the ground because of her departure.

Yokoyama's half-hugged hands are really an eyesore!

Yokoyama saw that she was awake, and let go with his fierce hand.

"yes! not so long ago. ”

Ji Lai was gently pushed by Yokoyama, and he half lay back on the hospital bed, took his pillow from the center, patted it loose, and put it behind him.

Center rested for a while, and his eyes lit up. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth pulled up an arc, which was full of eagerness and fighting instinct.

"Not bad......"

Yokoyama raised an eyebrow, as if asking what was good.

"But before that, I'm afraid we have to deal with Yaba Sakane first. ”

Yokoyama lowered his eyelids and stretched his body. "How did you think about the proposal last time?"

"Just give you a chance to fight alongside me. ”

Center had always spoken unceremoniously, and Yokoyama was not angry when he heard it, but nodded with a smile.

"Then you have to sit and be prepared. ”

Center frowned, and stopped smiling.

"It is said that Yaba Gunone united the personnel of the other schools and formed an army to completely defeat Majisuka. At that time, Maeda's opponent will naturally only be Shibuya, and the other nearly two hundred and fifty people will need us to deal with. Yokoyama put his hands on his sides, and looked calmly provocative.

This time it was Center's turn to raise an eyebrow.

After listening to the battle, he clenched his fists - I don't know what will happen to this battle, but I can't be discharged from the hospital until now, it's really ......

As he was thinking about it, laughter erupted next to him.

After laughing for a while, the center stared at Yokoyama, and the eyes of the two people looking at each other seemed to be gold and iron, rubbing out countless brilliant sparks.

"Yokoyama, what about you?"

This kind of brainless problem makes the excitement unable to keep up all of a sudden.

Yokoyama spread his hands out, propped up on both sides of the windowsill, lowered his head, and his smiling posture with his eyes slightly raised had a rather restrained domineering attitude.

"Do you need to talk about it?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had reached some agreement.

Excitedly looked at them and gradually understood.

It's something they have in their bones. It's a bad soul.

The determination to gamble everything to protect something.

Her hands trembled slightly—her soul longed for a battle.