"-Hahahaha Qiu Yang, you're too stupid, miona's face is obviously not very good."

"What can I do...... I was thinking, thinking...... Something else. ”

After that song, the two were obviously avoiding the picture they had just seen, pretending to concentrate on watching the variety show in which Qiu Yang participated. Even when I mentioned the state of mind at that time like this, it was only vague.

- It's just that unconsciously, Nana Hashimoto didn't start calling Qiu Yang's name directly, and he just didn't notice it.

"I didn't expect Qiu Yangsang to be a little handsome on camera! Not bad! ”

Mrs. Hashimoto took a sip of sake, and gradually calmed down, and was surprised to see Qiu Yang on the screen just now.

- As soon as she walked into the living room, she found Qiu Yang singing on the screen, and thought that Qiu Yang was a well-hidden person in the entertainment industry, and almost subconsciously became hostile.

Later, I slowly realized the particularity of this show, and it turned into an admiration for Qiu Yang's multi-habitat development.

- What's more, if she heard her right, the young man is singing his own daughter's song! What is this, taking the opportunity to confess in public!! It's so sweet!!

made the bubbles of Mrs. Hashimoto's girlish heart bubble straight out, and she almost carried the banner of Yoshibashi.

Since I watched it from halfway through the group, the show ended just after the meal was finished.

Mrs. Hashimoto saw that Nana did not look like she wanted to say something, and hurriedly climbed out of the kotatsu.

"—I'm going to wash the dishes! Sit a little longer! ”

Qiu Yang, who originally wanted to say goodbye earlier, was kept for a while without saying anything.

Seeing Mrs. Hashimoto disappear into the kitchen again, only he and Hashimoto were curled up on the side of the kotatsu in the huge space, which seemed a little crowded and absurd, Qiu Yang was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of bumping into her next seat.

Listening to the sound of Nanami Hashimoto's breathing, he knew that the problem would come sooner or later—in fact, he had already begun to cramp up when he turned on the TV and saw that it was just time for him to sing.

"Qiu Yang ......"

Nana Hashimoto didn't look straight ahead, not turning her head to look at him.

"That song is ......"

There seemed to be some extravagant and uncertain hope in the words.

"If I say, singing this song is my ...... to Asuka"

“…… Hashimoto-san, are you going to be angry? ”

I don't know why, when he said this, he had an unprecedented sense of guilt - the first time it was not to Asuka, but to Nanami Hashimoto himself.

"Ah, I know."

Nana Hashimoto didn't answer quickly, hiding her embarrassment.

Although she heard her say this, her expression was still visible to the naked eye, which made him subconsciously want to make up for two words of comfort in the conversation.

"Before...... Something happened. ”

Qiu Yang felt that the alcohol was beginning to leak out in his blood, and his thoughts were a little incoherent, and he tried his best to intermittently tell Nana Hashimoto about Shikashima.

Nanami Hashimoto also seemed to be a little overwhelmed, looking at him with blindfolded eyes and tilting his head, although he nodded from time to time, he didn't know how much he listened.

"So, I want to tell her." Qiu Yang seemed to be tired, and lay on the table with his arms sideways.

"-Actually, I'm telling myself, I don't want to force her."

Nana Hashimoto also followed his example and bent his arms on his stomach, the tips of the noses of the two people were only ten centimeters apart at once, Qiu Yang inadvertently sniffed, it was the smell of alcohol mixed with the good smell on the bridge itself, which made him more and more drunk.

His head was heavy and he couldn't move away, and he closed his eyes to avoid Nana Hashimoto's eyes looking at him.

"Hashimoto-san, am I stupid, she won't know these things."

"Nanamin."

"Huh?"

Qiu Yang opened her eyes, a little confused, and didn't know why she suddenly started talking to herself.

"I said, call me Nanamin."

"Well... Nana Min. ”

"Hmm."

Nana Hashimoto lowered her eyes in satisfaction, changed to a comfortable position and lay on her stomach, humming softly like a cat.

Qiu Yang stared at her half-asleep face, as if he could no longer bear the guilt from many aspects, and stood up.

"Nanamin, it's not too early, I'll go back first."

He stared at the heavy snow outside the window with some concern, not knowing if he could still get a taxi.

"—but I know all about it."

The corners of his clothes were suddenly grabbed.

Qiu Yang turned around and faced Nana Uehashimoto's eyes that had become clear all of a sudden.

"What did you say...?"

Qiu Yang didn't react.

"I said, It's snowing so hard today."

Nana Hashimoto clutched Qiu Yang's clothes tightly, for fear that as soon as he let go, he would disappear into the snowy night.

"—can you not go?"

……

……

When Mrs. Hashimoto gave Qiu Yang a quilt, Nana Hashimoto had already woken up most of the time.

In front of Qiu Yang, of course, she still maintained a sisterly appearance that was not shocked, but the next second she hurriedly found an excuse and flashed into her room, and as soon as she touched the door, she was so ashamed that she sat down against the door.

"What am I doing?"

She patted herself on the cheek, trying to calm herself down, racing in her mind for an excuse to escape.

- It's the heavy snow that closes the road, it's getting late, it's Kenta who just has a bed when he goes out, and it's my mother who keeps advocating......

- Or ......?

Nana Hashimoto fell into thought.

For Qiu Yang, she was just regarded as a confidant brother at the beginning, a special friend who could always bring her a sense of freshness due to cultural differences.

But after knowing that he and Azuka were really together, she unconsciously had a sour emotion - at that time she attributed it to the sourness of her beloved Azuka being taken away.

But all the emotions that came out later were elusive and uncontrollable.

Nana Hashimoto began to recall the bits and pieces of her recent relationship with Qiu Yang: Qiu Yang's confused and shocked expression after knowing the truth in the izaka; When they met again later, Qiu Yang looked depressed; Knowing that he couldn't see Asuka in private during the dinner, his head hung down in disappointment......

- It seems that Qiu Yang's sweetness she can't share, but his pain is often witnessed by her.

She felt sorry for him, and she really ran for him—to invite his former friends, just so that he could see the girl he wanted to see.

But are you really willing? Qiu Yang, who she knows, is obviously the one who is always funny and sometimes unexpectedly serious; Most of the time, he looks casual with a grin, and the details are gentle and tight......

But all this was taken away by another person he loved. Nanami Hashimoto, who has always been rational and indifferent, even feels a little jealous and angry about this, and more helplessness - she can't snatch love with a knife, nor can she take Qiu Yang's heart like Asuka Saito.

But just now, she realized that maybe she could do the same thing as the bird. Because of that Qiu Yang, it seemed to be back for a moment just now-when she grabbed the corner of his clothes and begged him not to leave.

He looked at her condescendingly, a little staggered by drunkenness, but with a familiar gentle smile:

"-Okay."

"-But Nanamin, I can't sleep with you, or I'll sue you for molesting an amateur!"

Then she gently brushed her hand away, sat back down on the kotatsu, and buried her head, as if she was finally overwhelmed. Only Nanami Hashimoto was left alone, with a red face and red ears.

"—Qiu Yangsang! Don't you really need me to help you get to Nanamin's room? ”

"-Aunt Hashimoto, I really don't need to! I'll sleep in Kentai-kun's room! ”

"-Is there really no need for me to ask Nanami again?"

"-Oops, no, no, no. It's not too early, Auntie, so let's get some rest. ”

Listening to the conversation between her mother and Qiu Yang outside the door, Nana Hashimoto gently flicked the teardrop pendant on her wrist, and suddenly she was no longer shy, but felt an unprecedented... Family? She loves this kind of quiet everyday conversation.

She can't tell the origin of rationality for all her feelings, but she is a little unwilling, whether it is this long-lost sense of security, all the heartbeats and unwillingness, it is actually brought by this brother who is a few years younger than her.

"What, this stinky brother!"

Nana Hashimoto watched the snow outside the window gradually stop, complaining softly, but with a smile on his face.

All the thinking has settled, and she will not suffer anymore because of the entanglement.

She stood up and pushed the door open.

……

……

"Okay, good night, Auntie, go to sleep first!"

Finally, after entertaining the enthusiastic Mrs. Hashimoto, Qiu Yang sat down on the floor a little tiredly.

Why did you stay in a daze? Is it through the strength of the wine, or is it ......

Qiu Yang felt that his recent punishment scores were about to blow up, and this was not the most unacceptable for him.

The most unacceptable thing for him was that he had ...... when he looked at Nanami just now, who was close at hand A little bit of a heartbeat?

In the six months since he came to Neon, his world is full of Saito Asuka, and even more so after they are officially together. Therefore, he has no spare feelings to think about any relationship with other members of the opposite sex.

- Nana Hashimoto is no exception.

She always seemed to be a sister, a confidant, a close friend, and even the first person he would share his joy with.

Looking back now, she seems to have been there all along, and this also made Qiu Yang feel confused, and at the same time, he suddenly felt deeply sorry.

"-Qiu Yang, have you slept?"

Someone knocked lightly on the door, interrupting his thoughts.

"It's the bridge... Is it Nana Min? Qiu Yang hurriedly packed up and got up, "You wait, I'll help you open the door." ”

"It's okay, I'll just say it here."

The voice outside the door was rational and cold, completely devoid of alcohol—as if there was a kind of desperate determination, which made Qiu Yang feel afraid for no reason.

"Qiu Yang, I-"

"Wait a minute!"

He subconsciously interrupted, but he didn't think of a reason to interrupt at once.

"If Nanami wanted to invite me for another drink, I wouldn't be able to drink today, another day."

He said this softly, deliberately with a smile in his tone.

- but his mood was not relaxed, he held his breath and waited for an echo outside the door.

For a long time, I seemed to hear a chuckle outside the door.

"Okay, then let's drink it another day."

"A word?"

"It's a deal."

Qiu Yang turned his head sideways to look out the window, the snow had stopped, and the warm yellow lamp reflected on the snow, which actually gave him a very warm illusion.

"Then, good night Qiu Yangsang."

"Good night......" Qiu Yang hesitated.

"Good night, Nanamin."