When Midorima Shintaro stood in front of the sofa, he felt a little cramped. Although Akaji was flipping through the text behind his desk in a hurry, the papers rubbed against each other and made a "rustling" sound, and he didn't seem to pay attention to this side.

But Midorima felt that he would feel nervous whether Akaji was there or not—because his nervousness never came from the attention of outsiders, but from the girl.

He still remembers the first time he saw her.

At that time, the first-year people gathered in the www.biquge.info of the Fun Pavilion, and she stood quietly in the crowd, already shining like the brightest glimmer of morning light in the sky when the night was about to fade.

Chan Sakurai.

When her name was called, I don't know how many people followed the teacher and silently recited each syllable of these three words in their hearts.

And sometimes, the factors that determine a person's actions are often insignificant actions - if at that time, she did not turn her gaze, but fell on Ziyuan's body and showed him a bright smile. Midorima thought that maybe he wouldn't be so difficult to get close to her.

It was only because he sensed her affection for Ziyuan that he avoided her.

This kind of logic is rarely understood by many people, but Midorima is sometimes like this, inexplicably awkward to the point of even being a little stubborn.

But staying silent is no longer the answer.

He finally opened his mouth a little jerkily, and tried to call out her name,

"Sakurai Chan ......?"

But the girl didn't react at all. Her eyes were closed, her expression was calm and beautiful, and her brocade-like black hair pressed under her white cheeks, which made her color more and more beautiful. Midorima subconsciously stopped, he couldn't help but stare at her, staring for a while, until he heard the sound of Akaji reading the text stopped, he pursed his lips and bent down towards Ah Chan.

Akaji, who had been flipping through the text, seemed to cast his gaze in this direction, and then never looked away. The meaning of that gaze Midorima didn't think about it, he was a little cramped and stretched out his hand and gently shook Ah Chan's shoulder.

The girl had a slight reaction - she frowned, her long eyelashes trembled a few times in confusion, and then before her eyes were opened, she subconsciously reached out her hand, trying to catch the culprit who disturbed her sleep.

She grabbed the boy's fingertips that he hadn't had time to retract in a hurry.

Like a newborn baby, soft, dazed, yet firm, gripping his index finger.

Midorima subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but the more he reacted, the tighter Ah Chan grabbed as if subconsciously.

The young man with emerald hair had to be slightly embarrassed until she opened her eyes.

And the girl followed the "evidence" in her hand and looked all the way to the person in front of her.

She subconsciously whispered, "Huh? He sighed, and sat up lazily from the couch. Ah Chan tilted her head, looking confused, as if she didn't know how to see him, and called out his name in a soft voice: "...... Midorima-kun? ”

There was still a drowsiness in her tone that had not faded, and at this moment, the drowsiness sounded like a coquettish and coquettish, with a charming charm, like a tactful murmur, and like a charming and obsessive. Her tail note is soft and uplifting, which can make almost everyone who hears it have the illusion that you and her are very, extremely intimate.

Midorima was silent for a moment, "...... The lunch break is almost over. ”

He didn't seem to be affected by this tone in the slightest, and replied in the most cold and stern tone, "Sakurai, it's time for you to go back to the classroom." ”

However, Ah Chan's gaze had fallen from his face back to his hand.

She looked at the fingertips she was holding, her eyes widened slightly, and she quickly let go of her hand subconsciously. "Ah...... I'm sorry! ”

Ah Chan blushed in embarrassment, "I'...... I'll be fine right away. ”

She lifted the thin blanket that covered her body, and in an instant, Midorima saw the hem of her skirt piled up messily between her legs, revealing a large spring of spring light on her legs that should have been hidden under her skirt. But the next moment, the girl had already put on her shoes and stood up.

As soon as he stiffly withdrew his fingers, the hem of Achan's pleated skirt had already fallen smoothly. That's normal, and the beautiful length, so the spring color of that moment has become the best piece of bright color that is silently put into the heart, and now when I mention it, it is not a concern, but an abrupt teasing.

Midorima pursed her lips and pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose again.

Before leaving the office, Ah Chan showed a soft smile to Akaji, "Vice Minister, thank you for allowing me to come over at noon." ”

Akaji replied to her with a gentle and kind smile like a student council president, "It's nothing." ”

But for some reason, Midorima felt that at the moment, his mood seemed to be a little bad.

-- He was right.

After Chan walked out of the student union, Midorima gently closed the door. And a second before the door was shut, he seemed to see Akaji lose all the smile on his face, so expressionless that he seemed a little too cold.

Did he read it wrong? Or...... Is he too sensitive?

Along the way, Midorima was a little absent-minded.

However, it was not so much that the reason for his absent-mindedness was that he cared about Akaji's abnormal state, but rather that he just wanted something else, whatever was good, to distract him.

As the vice president of the student union, Shintaro Midorima occasionally goes to the student forum, so he also knows about the famous CP matching post of Temitsu.

About the girl saying that he seems too arrogant, about him and Sakurai Chan, is the most unlikely CP or something.

So he knew very well why the students who saw him and Sakurai Chan walking together along the way all showed surprised looks.

Ah, the impossible CP has intersected, and it will really surprise people?

Out of the corner of Midorima's eyes, he glanced at a guy hiding behind a classroom window who had just taken a picture with his phone.

However, although they walked together, they did not speak along the way.

Midorima wasn't a very talkative person, and the girl still seemed a little tired. Her expression was dazed, and her eyes were still a little confused, as if she hadn't really returned to reality.

This state makes Midorima always can't help but look at her, after all...... Maybe she'll fall suddenly, hit a wall, or stomp on a staircase. But fortunately, Ah Chan looked a little stupid, but there was no accident of any of the above.

Sakurai Chan and Midorima are not the kind of people who like to be lively and have a lot of topics, so along the way, she just followed Midorima's side silently, immersed in a half-asleep and lazy state. Midorima didn't think there was anything wrong with that, on the contrary, he felt that if Sakurai was very conscious, it would be an awkward journey - because he would be very tense the whole time.

Ah Chan's classroom was close to the teacher's office, but Midori's classroom was closer to the student council office, so he stopped first, turned around, and said to her in front of the classroom door, "I've arrived." ”

But the girl's brain circuits had apparently not yet begun to work properly, so she looked up and glanced at the classroom number in confusion, but she did not notice that it was not her own class at all, and then she raised her feet and walked towards the door—not even realizing that the classroom door was closed.

Midorima: "!?" ”

The boy was stunned and had no time to stretch out his hand in front of her, lest she hit the door panel headlong - so Chan slammed her head into the palm of the green room in front of the door.

The boy's palms were dry and thick, and the warmth transmitted by the touch of skin seemed to finally bring back her senses, and the girl blinked, then took a step back, realizing that something must be wrong.

"Hmm......"

She narrowed her eyes and looked up at Midorima—only the other man clenched his fists and lowered his hands, avoiding hers.

He thought that she should soon be able to re-observe that the class number in the classroom did not match her class, but unexpectedly, she kept staring at Midorima for a long time, and then suddenly a sentence came out without a beginning or an end: "...... Midorima-kun...... Growing taller? ”

"Huh?" This somewhat sudden sentence made him subconsciously turn his gaze, but he suddenly fell into the pair of autumn water cut pupils.

In those clear and pure eyes, his handsome face was reflected.

He heard her say, "Midorima-kun, are you starting to develop?" ”

……

This is a rare time between Sakurai Chan and Shintaro Midorima.

She usually walked closer to Shihara and Aomine, and barely spoke to Midorima alone.

But what happened at noon was nothing more than an interesting episode.

――Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that it was an "interesting" episode for Shintaro Midorima, and a "vignette" for Sakurai.

At least, it didn't seem to have changed much during that time, and during that day's work, he and Sakurai Chan didn't have much intersection as always.

Chan agrees to the request to go with Huang Se after school because they have the same extra work — his fact sheet, her medical record signing.

Huang Se is not worried about his fact sheet because he has two older sisters who can pretend to be parents to sign, but Ah Chan is a little distressed and then decides to ask Feng Dou.

Maybe it's because of the relationship in the entertainment industry since childhood, this human seems to know many people and has a wide range of relationships.

"Doctor's signature?"

After receiving a call from Ah Chan and hearing about her problem, the tone of Feng Dou on the other end of the phone was full of tiredness - maybe he had just finished a day's work and finally had to take a break. However, even so, he only "hummed" in a displeased elongated tone, and did not hang up the phone, "You go to my eldest brother." ”

"Although he is a pediatrician......" Feng Dou's tone sounded a little cold, but, in a way, his willingness to help was already an expression of his tenderness: "Well, but there are always a few colleagues I know." ”

After a while, he sent a hospital address, as well as a phone number.

At that time, Huang Se stood beside Ah Chan, with one hand in the pocket of his school pants and the other hand on his shoulder, and then bent down from her and read out the name sent by the wind bucket word by word: "Asahina...... Yachen? Hmm, this hospital...... Famous? ”