Oh・・・・・

Hearing Sakura's voice, which was more indifferent than before, Fuji couldn't help but be slightly stunned, stunned in the flash of that delicate and beautiful face, although confused, but still walked towards Sakuraichi, and when he walked, the ends of his chestnut hair did not move. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sakuraichi looked at Fuji who was walking over, his eyes glanced at his steps, his eyebrows, frowned without a trace, and his steps unconsciously moved a step back, wanting to take a step back, but he still endured it stubbornly, and retracted his feet imperceptibly.

Although Sakuraichi's movements were subtle, he still retreated a little more obviously, and Fuji naturally saw it clearly, so he stopped, tilted his head slightly, and the ends of his chestnut hair fell to the side, and he said in a soft voice: "Now, Sakuraichi・・・・・ are you avoiding me?" ”

Hearing Fuji's words, Sakuraichi didn't answer, just reached out and pressed the brim of his hat down, leaving only a thin line of dark red, slightly tilted his head to look to the right, and then, turned around, avoided the weight and said lightly: "Let's go." With that, turn around and leave. Seeing this, Fuji stepped forward and followed.

Whew――

The wind, blowing gently, brought a slight coolness, and the leaves swirled and fell quietly, swaying, and the pale green traces gradually generated, disappeared, generated, disappeared・・・・・

Rustle~

The faint sound of footsteps sounded, and the boy slowly stepped out of the shadows, and the lush trees stood aside, half serene in the dust, half flying in the air; Half scattered in the shade, half soaked in the sun. The boy pressed the silent tree beside him with one hand, and hung it lightly with the other, and the two rackets in his hands drew dim thin lines on the ground under the shadow of the halo.

The wind, coming out of nothingness, could not touch his heartbeat, but could caress his face, the chestnut hair gradually flew, the subtle arc fell quietly unconsciously, the eyelashes trembled slightly, the young man's tight eyelids opened slightly, revealing the snow hidden ice blue line, the back of the two people stinged his eyes, for a while, the eyes were slightly dark, melancholy gradually emerged, the years were silent, the wind, still flowing, when the leaves were flickering, the young man's soft voice gradually drifted away, "Sakura is ・・・・・"

Sand-

After a pause, Sakura turned around to look in the direction he came, the red eyes under the brim of his hat shone slightly, and the moment he felt the breeze on his cheeks, his eyelids narrowed slightly, and he turned around and continued to walk forward.

"What are you looking at?" Fuji opened his mouth softly, and his hand played with the dark blue racket.

Sakura glanced at the number 0 plate on his back, then looked ahead without squinting, "It's nothing. ”

"Yes," he smiled, his smile as soft as before, without any change, but the curvature on the corner of his mouth deepened slightly, "I thought Sakuraichi was ・・・・・"

"Edogawa," Sakuraichi cut off the end of his words without waiting for Fuji to finish speaking, not looking at him from beginning to end, and his indifferent tone became more and more cold, "Call me Edogawa." ”

Fuji was slightly stunned, and the soft smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by obvious astonishment and doubt, "Sakuraichi, you..."

Sand-

Suddenly, Sakuraichi stopped, turned his head to look at the small lake on his right, and didn't care about it, his steps reversed, and he walked towards the lake, and when he stood still on the shore, Fuji also walked to her side and stood side by side with her. The surface of the lake is very quiet, when there is no wind, it is like a smooth and translucent mirror spread on the ground, reflecting the blue sky like the sea, occasionally a few clouds drift by, it will stir up faint ripples, under the sun, the waves are rippling, the reflection of the two people is faintly trembling on the surface of the lake, but it has not been close to a minute.

"Now, Sakuraichi, you're ・・・・・"

"Edogawa." Eyebrows, raised without a trace, Sakuraichi reminded again: "Call me Edogawa." ”

"Sakuraichi, I haven't always been..." Before he finished speaking, Fuji's eyes suddenly opened, revealing hidden dark green eyes, and almost at the same time, Sakuraichi kicked him into the lake one by one, poof, the water splashed all over again, and fell back to the water, and the ripples continued to spread out in all directions.

Sakuraichi slowly put down his kicking foot, looked at Fuji who had just emerged from the water with an expressionless face, his eyelids narrowed, and he said indifferently: "Nioh, it's still cold this weather, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed on Nioh's face in the water, and then he reached out and took off his wig, revealing that fair face, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said ruffianly: "Poof, I thought I could snatch back my number plate this way." ”

With a thud, Nioh rose from the water, and the water was not high, barely above his chest. Curled up her pigtails, and a wisp of sharpness flashed in her dark green eyes, Edogawa should have recognized it at the beginning, but why did she come here to expose it?

"Poof, how did Edogawa-san recognize it?" Nioh spoke angrily, he didn't think that his disguise was so bad that he could see it at a glance, but Edogawa could see it at a glance. You know, the disguises of him and Hiryushi are not necessarily recognizable even to Yukimura, and Edogawa is the first person to easily recognize, so he is curious.

"That guy has a dry plant fragrance on his body, well, it seems to be a plant fragrance like a cactus, and you don't have it; The guy smiled softly, and it didn't match your ruffian-like smile at all; His hand holding the racket is his right hand, and you're left, and a little bit," Sakura paused for a moment, then said in a nonchalant tone, "He walks with his left foot first, and you... ”

"Poof, it turns out that I have so many flaws. Edogawa really knows how to do it," Nioh still curled up his pigtails, and although he was a little unhappy that Sakura's graceful smile was worthless, in order to perfect his disguise, he still asked, "Is it that if I use all of this well, you won't recognize it?" ”

"Stop dreaming." Sakuraichi said casually, his dark red eyes reflecting Nioh in the water, and said mercilessly, "Never." ”

"Poof, why?"

"There's no reason." Sakura twitched her eyelids, turned around and walked into the woods, gently pressing the brim of her hat, her dark red pupils gradually becoming darker, in fact, it was ・・・・・ because of her eyes. Although the second is with his eyes closed, when he is looking at her, Sakuraichi can feel it, and his eyes seem to not know when it started, there is something more that she can't understand, and she doesn't hate his proximity, because he always gives her a warm feeling, which makes her can't help but want to rely on.

But for Nioh disguised as Fuji, no matter how similar it is, she doesn't feel like this. Nioh's eyes were clear, and he didn't carry any other emotions, even with his eyes closed, Sakuraichi could still feel it. In addition, the qi on the two of them is also different, Fuji's softness and warmth, and Nioh's sharper, but Sakuraichi didn't deliberately sense the qi on the two of them, just by the naked eye and the feeling of Fuji, he can tell who is who.

"Poof." Watching Sakuraichi's back gradually disappear into the forest, Nioh rolled his pigtails, his dark green pupils slightly constricted, never ・・・・・

Rustle-

At this time, a burst of footsteps gradually sounded, Nioh escaped the prestige, and the moment he saw the chestnut-haired young man, he was slightly stunned, and then a playful smile appeared in his eyes, "Hawkers, Qingxue Fuji, long time no see." ”

"I just saw it," Fuji said softly, because after watching the whole process, he felt that Sakuraichi knew him no less than he knew her better, knowing that she had begun to rely on him unconsciously, his heart gradually soared, and the elegant smile on his face became softer and softer, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his tone was dyed with a faint coldness, "Although I thank you very much, but..." We can warm up. ”

"Poof," Nioh slowly walked ashore from the water, flipped the racket in his hand, and took out a tennis ball from his purse, the corners of his mouth hooked, and a playful smile gradually bloomed, "I can't ask for it." ”