Fuji !!

Looking at the boy who suddenly appeared, Tezuka's eyelids narrowed slightly, and a faint streamer instantly slid quietly on the frame, and his eyes fell on the distance between him and Sakuraichi, eyebrows, frowned without a trace, but it was only for an instant, he eased up, nodded, and said habitually: "Ah." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Now, thanks." Fuji smiled lightly and spoke, but the soft voice was tinged with a hint of coolness, just like the conversation on the rooftop, vague and cold, but well hidden and difficult to detect.

Looking at Tezuka on the opposite side, Fuji's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint shadow was cast on the eyelids, and a subtle ice blue color suddenly appeared, some strong, some cold, imposing, inexplicably domineering.

Meeting the sight of the two, Tezuka showed no weakness, the sunken sunset fell on his cold face, and the transparent lenses were covered with a layer of vague light, quietly covering his deep look, indescribable darkness.

Call~

The wind, blowing quietly with a faint coolness, washed the hot air at the beginning of summer, bringing a coolness, but mixed with a slight heaviness.

Sakura looked at the two of them, and I didn't know why, but I always felt that there was a lot of gunpowder between these two people.

Is it that if the fight starts, she won't have to make up classes?

Sakuraichi thought like this very unkindly, but after looking at Fuji, she still felt that he was not suitable for fighting, even if she knew that his judo was very good, but she still felt that it was not suitable, Fuji was a very gentle teenager, although he was very domineering to her, but for some reason, she always felt that Fuji had been tolerating her, as for the extent of tolerance, she didn't know very well, and such tolerance, it seems....... Just for her, this feeling, good......

"Now, what is Sakuraichi thinking?"

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and Sakuraichi blinked reflexively, tilting his head slightly when he saw the boy smiling at him, "...... It's nothing. ”

"Yes." The soft smile is like a warm breeze in March, which is very warm and peaceful.

Listening to Fuji's name for Sakuraichi, Tezuka's heart became colder and colder, and Sakuraichi ...... There was no objection.

Jingle Bell-

The tram bell rang, and the car quickly stopped in front of several people, the doors opened, and the surrounding students and pedestrians stepped onto the bus one after another.

Of the three people, Fuji was the first to get into the car, then Sakuraichi, and then Tezuka. Because it was off-duty time, there were unexpectedly many people in the car, and the three of them stood near the back door, Fuji was on the right side of Sakuraichi, and Tezuka stood on the left side of Sakuraichi, and the two subconsciously protected Sakuraichi in the center.

The sunset outside the car was completely hidden, and the reddish with a little dim color faded in the car, like a sunflower blooming under the morning sun, warm and mild.

Fuji turned his head slightly sideways and looked at Sakuraichi's side face, a faint light scattered on it, casting the shadow of the brim of the hat a little longer, covering the dark red eyes, but softening her rare gentle face. His eyelids moved slightly, and Fuji slowly stretched out his hand, the movements so subtle that they were almost imperceptible.

The sudden touch of skin made Sakura stunned, turned his head to look at the past, and suddenly, his face sank, and he actually hooked her little finger with the index finger of his left hand and gently wrapped it, and occasionally gently crossed her palm, and the strange feeling slipped quietly into the bottom of her heart, making Sakura tremble unconsciously,

Fuji this guy...... Sure enough, it's a bastard.....

Feeling Sakuraichi's somewhat annoyed emotion, Fuji smiled faintly, did not retreat, let go of her little finger, and turned to gently stroke in the palm of his hand, feeling the warmth when he came into contact with her, faint, faint, throbbing and warm, making him greedy.

Sakura suppressed the urge to punch him, slapped his hand away without a trace, and gave him a warning look, but didn't say anything.

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but because she knows that even if she does, she won't listen, so why bother, what's more, when did she say that he would listen?

If Tezuka hadn't been on her left, she would have punched him a long time ago.

The small movements between the two are extremely subtle, and even Tezuka, who is one of the future kings of tennis, did not notice it.

Fuji smiled faintly, stopped making small movements, and looked back at the window.

Looking at his side face, Sakura couldn't help but blink suspiciously, this guy has changed sex? So obedient.

However, Sakuraichi still didn't believe it, after all...... This guy's 'antecedents' are too much, and I have to guard against them.

Although he thought so, Sakuraichi unconsciously relaxed his vigilance against Fuji, until his right hand came to a slight friction again, and he stiffened, feeling his five fingers gently cross her palm, bringing a crispy numbness feeling, and then through her fingers, gently closed, ten fingers interlocked, delicate gentleness, quietly wrapped between the fingers, forming an indescribable finger wrapping softness.

Fuji gently clenched his left hand, completely surrounding Sakuraichi's hand, between the palms of each other, the warm feeling instantly diffused from the place where the skin touched, like the morning sun in early March, warm, some warm, some elegant, very light and soft......

No, two, week, help-

Sakura's face sank, and her right hand suddenly exerted force, and with her strength, it was only easy to crush Fuji's fingers.

However, after exerting force for a while but not hearing the pain of the young man next to him, Sakuraichi couldn't help frowning, turned his head suspiciously, and when the young man's face was imprinted in his eyes, Sakuraichi was stunned.

Under the orange glow, the boy is still smiling shallowly, his soft face is as quiet as a blooming Danqing ink painting on rice paper, and the pampering in the painting is in full bloom like a lotus, quiet and elegant, quiet and quiet.

Sakuraichi didn't understand the doting on the young man's face, and she was still a little ignorant who had never felt this emotion.

It's just that, under such a smile, she couldn't exert any more force, let go of her strength slightly, turned her head to look out the window, the twilight was slightly drunk, and the glow was getting thicker. As the car moved, Sakura's five fingers gradually closed unconsciously, clinging to the back of Fuji's hand, and between the ten fingers, each other's heartbeats were quietly transmitted.

In the world, it seems that only this small world remains, isolating everything, but leaving warmth and peace. The fainter and fainter light penetrated into the car through the window, sprinkling a little warmth on the ground, Fuji clenched Sakuraichi's right hand, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and the faint arc deepened the doting in his smile, like a song of music, tactful and melodious.

led each other all the way, gradually drifting apart.....

The subtle movements, the subtle blooms, in the crowded tram, faint, warm, make the distance between the two more and more blurred, faded, perhaps in the near future, quietly disappear, and then disappear......

Jingle Bell~

When the car stopped, he let go of Sakuraichi's hand in love, if it weren't for Tezuka's presence, he really wanted to just hold it and go on, really, what a pity.

Looking at the Tezuka House of the ancient building, Sakura's heart was filled with rejection again, she didn't like to go to other people's homes, especially if there were family members in other people's homes, she always felt weird.

Tezuka, who was walking to Sakuraichi's left, glanced at Fuji, and then fell on Sakuraichi's body, for some reason, he always felt that something should have happened between Fuji and Sakuraichi, although the two didn't talk along the way, but he just felt so.