The next day, when Hongcun opened his eyes and woke up, the place next to him was already empty.

The black-haired boy was slightly stunned, and subconsciously put his hand over, but he didn't know whether the little temperature that could only be felt was the residual warmth of someone who had left not long ago, or his own delusion.

If it weren't for the fact that he looked around and found that he was still lying in the softly colored room that belonged to the girl, Hongcun would almost have wondered if he had a spring dream last night.

It was indeed a very beautiful "spring dream", which made Hongcun, who had been highly tense because of his father's illness, rarely had a good sleep and no longer felt so tired.

- Maybe what Ah Chan said yesterday was right, although he felt that he had been hiding it well, and he was also very strong enough to resist those things without revealing them to others, but in fact, he also needed companionship and comfort.

Thinking so, Hongcun propped himself up, and then heard the sound of someone moving from the kitchen. He turned to look for his clothes, and found that the clothes that had been thrown on the floor the previous night had been neatly stacked at the head of the bed, and had even been properly ironed—no one could see the slightest trace of wrinkles on them.

This discovery made Hongcun slightly stunned, and he had already guessed in his heart what Ah Chan had done when she got up early.

He put on his pants, put on his shirt, put his blazer and tie over his elbows, and buttoned them as he walked towards the door.

When he passed by the bathroom, the bathroom door opened to reveal a washroom mirror, which happened to reflect his chin raised and he was tying a knot in his tie.

Hongcun couldn't help but pause, he turned his face sideways, stared at himself in the mirror for a moment, and suddenly felt like an office worker who was ready to go to work while his wife was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Then he saw what was clearly a brand new toothbrush and towel on the edge of the washstand.

These details all show the care and thoughtfulness of the hostess, and in some ways make people feel that they are being respected and cared for - at least when Hongcun picks up the toothbrush, he sees himself in the mirror and smiles for some reason.

And when he finished grooming and walked to the living room, he saw Ah Chan tie up her long hair with a fluffy hair ring, tie an apron, and put two glasses of milk on the table.

When she raised her eyes and smiled at Hongcun, this feeling that was very similar to the wonderful and warm word "home" made him feel as if someone had gently tugged at a certain heartstring in his heart.

For a moment, Hongcun felt that if Ah Chan called him by name at this time, maybe he would be defeated here immediately, but fortunately, Ah Chan looked at him and smiled, and called him softly, "Minister." ”

Her tone was calm, but just the right amount of crampedness.

"Are you up? Sit down, breakfast will be ready soon. ”

Hongcun said "um" and sat down, then he suddenly raised his head, looked at Ah Chan and asked, "Sakurai?" ”

"Huh?"

"If you didn't call me a minister or a senior, what would you call me?"

Ah Chan was stunned, she thought about it, and then replied hesitantly: "...... Hongcun ...... Monarch? ”

Hongcun was silent for a moment, "...... You might as well call me Minister. ”

Ah Chan looked a little at a loss, not knowing if she had done something wrong, Hongcun had to hold her forehead with some embarrassment and explained: "Ah, no matter what you do, it's me...... The problem that your own tolerance is too low. ”

He even had delusional that she called him by his name! And it turned out that even if she called him with a surname that was much closer to the minister, but much more distant than the name, he already felt that something big was wrong.

……

After breakfast, Hongcun helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, he waited for her to change her clothes, watched Ah Chan lock the door, and when he stood outside the courtyard gate and watched her trotting towards him, Hongcun suddenly felt as if he had arrived in another world - a parallel world.

And in this world, I may have grown up with Ah Chan since childhood, just like Qingfeng and Momoi, childhood sweethearts.

Of course, this was just an illusion, but Hongcun suddenly really wanted to protect her.

They walked towards Diguang together, but maybe Hiromura Shuzo and Sakurai Chan didn't seem to have any ambiguity, but one was the head of the basketball department, and the other was the manager of the basketball department, so although someone saw them on the road, it didn't seem that anyone thought about them spending a night together, they just thought they just met on the road.

In fact...... Hongcun and Ah Chan don't seem to be ready to change anything.

That night, it was just to be with each other.

Other than that, there is no other meaning.

Not to mention that Hongcun knows that he is not suitable to develop a relationship that he should cherish now, and Ah Chan doesn't seem to like him as a man.

She may have felt that he was reliable, and that made her feel at ease.

But in any case, I shouldn't like it.

That night can't be considered a mistake, but it shouldn't go on either.

So Hongcun was ready to talk to Ziyuan.

After learning first-hand yesterday how pitiful it is for the girl to be alone, he can no longer hold the mentality of "this is Shihara and Sakurai's own business, and they can only let them solve it themselves".

It's just that when he found Ziyuan in the cafeteria during the lunch break, he unexpectedly found that it was somewhat unfair to be completely biased towards Ah Chan in this cold war.

- That tall figure is extremely eye-catching no matter where it is, and when Hongcun spotted Ziyuan at a glance and walked towards him, he was surprised to find this purple-haired young man lying on the table with a dazed face, and the lunch box in front of him was actually only passive for one or two bites.

This is simply impossible for Ziyuan.

Midorima and Akaji sat next to him, eating their lunch boxes slowly with their heads down, as if they were no longer surprised by his appearance.

Hongcun sat in the vacated seat—just across from Ziyuan.

Although Ziyuan usually looks very unmotivated, it is the first time that he is so listless as he is now.

He glanced at the bento in front of him and asked, "How rare...... Is there a time when Ziyuan is not hungry? ”

Hearing a familiar voice sound, Zi Yuan turned his face and glanced at him, and said vaguely, "What...... It's the minister, ......", and continued to turn around and lie on the table.

His tone was low, "I'm hungry." ”

"But it doesn't taste right......," he muttered like a child, willful and confused.

"Doesn't taste right?" Hongcun was slightly stunned, he went to look at the bento in front of Ziyuan, but he didn't feel that there was any deterioration.

At this time, Akaji said softly: "It's not the problem of the lunch, it's Ziyuan's own problem." ”

Ziyuan immediately retorted in a low voice: "Not really." ”

He muttered childishly, "I don't know why, the taste of chocolate, the taste of delicious bars, the smell of potato chips, the taste of bento...... It's all wrong! ”

Midorima glanced at him, "What about the bento that girl who made you a bento?" ”

Ziyuan was silent for a while before replying unhappily, "I still prefer Sakura's bento......"

Akaji glanced at Hongcun a little helplessly, and the meaning of that look was obvious-"Look, it's Ziyuan's own problem."

"So......" Hongcun had of course already heard the reason why Shihara felt that his sense of taste was out of order, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Do you want to talk to Sakurai about it?" ”

Although he knew in his heart that he couldn't spare too much energy to take care of Ah Chan, and the object she liked was not him, he still inevitably felt a little sour to return her to Ziyuan.

But on the other hand, he felt very relieved - because he knew that although Ziyuan was sometimes like a child, his nature was not bad, and if it was him, Hongcun felt that he could rest assured - and Ah Chan could also find the person who could always be with her.

"Let's go and explain it to Sakurai seriously."

……

And on the other side, on the rooftop of the school.

Momoi, Aomine, Chan and Kuroko are eating together.

Aomine and Kuroko are now very good friends and often go home together, so Aomine Momoi, who was always together, is now dismantled - Momoi is always with Chan.

So occasionally four people get together – like now.

"So that guy from Ziyuan hasn't apologized to you yet!" Momoi said in a tone of disbelief. "He's really total! I don't know how to fall in love! ”

Ah Chan felt that she should learn more about human love skills in different worlds, so she asked with a serious face, "What ......about now?" What to do? ”

Love counselor Momoi May simply took out the energy to make a training plan in the basketball club, she frowned, and thought seriously for a long time before replying: "-Continue to ignore him!" Treat him like air! This is a question of which side of the initiative will be in the future, and we must not lose! ”

Aomine and Kuroko, who couldn't insert the girl's topic at all, sat on the side and looked at each other silently, and Aomine shrugged his shoulders at him helplessly.

But fortunately, after the strategic policy was set, the girls' topic quickly shifted again.

They were able to participate in a new topic, even for boys, -- about the school sports day in a week.

In line with the principle of active participation, almost every class member should choose one or two projects to participate in.

Ah Chan actually didn't care, so when the squad leader took the registration form and asked her what project she wanted to sign up for, she shook her head and asked the squad leader what project she thought was better, so the squad leader thought about it and gave her a loan for the 800-meter relay race.

When she talked about it, Momoi's face was a little strange, "Your squad leader...... It's a boy, right? ”

Seeing that Ah Chan was surprised how she knew, Momoi couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, those boys like to play borrowing and running as a truth or dare......"

If it was just like that, Ah Chan was not worried, she laughed and looked at Kuroko, "But the squad leader walked directly over from Kuroko-kun's desk and didn't ask at all." ”

Kuroko nodded, "The squad leader probably didn't see me." ”

"Yikes! Damn, I really want this ability at this time! Momoi said enviously, "There are not many girls in our class who are good at sports, so I have to participate in the long jump, relay, and 800 meters." ”

"I really don't know what our squad leader is thinking!" Momoi pouted, "You actually want me to participate in the long jump!" ”

So Ah Chan's eyes naturally looked at her breasts - compared with his peers, Momoi's breasts are already much fuller, and it will undoubtedly be a little sad to participate in sports like the long jump.

She blinked, looked down at her chest again, and Aomine, who was sitting across from her, suddenly coughed hard.

……

So after the work was over, Ah Chan, who didn't seem to be able to see Ziyuan all the time in the basketball hall, just changed her clothes, and was blocked by the purple-haired young man waiting outside the door.