"By the way, why is Mihoho late today? And even the pants are wet, it can't be a ditch, right? ”

Ikuta, who was walking in front of Nakamoto with Nakamoto, suddenly turned around and asked.

"Do you finally remember to care about me?" Hoshimi dragged his broken suitcase behind, followed by the expressionless Asuka Saito.

The two were obviously walking side by side, but there seemed to be a galaxy in the middle, and passers-by would not have thought that the two were companions.

"What's the matter, it's all because Mihoho diverted the topic, I forgot to ask, I was there to care about you from the beginning."

Ikuta stood in place and explained earnestly, holding Nakamoto and silently waiting for Hoshimi to follow.

"This matter is put aside, what the hell is Mihoho? Don't give me strange nicknames! ”

"What's strange, it's obviously cute, right?"

"I can't get along with cutie!"

Hoshimi's cheeks turned red when he rubbed it, and he felt that the blood in his whole body suddenly concentrated on his face, and he grabbed his luggage and retorted vigorously.

"Haha, Mihoho is shy!"

As if discovering a new world, Ikuta excitedly jumped to Hoshimi's side and looked at her crimson cheeks closely.

"Go away! You're in my way, and you're not going to eat! I'll have to hurry up and buy mobile phones and clothes later! Hurry up and get out of the way. ”

"You're obviously shy! The face is red, no, even the roots of the ears are red. ”

"No, I said no, it's sunburned! The sun is so hot today that my face hurts! ”

Hoshimi was glad that the midday sun was particularly dazzling, allowing her to half-squint and ignore the three pairs of eyes, relying on the sunlight to hide her blushing shyness.

"Mibu-chan is so cute!" Nakatoto Riya couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Get out of the way, I have to rush to the dormitory to change my pants and shoes."

Hoshimi didn't swallow the words that he continued to refute, and ran quickly to the front with his red face on the mountain persimmon version, biting his peach-colored lips lightly, hiding his discomfort.

"Wait for me, Mihoho! Don't go that fast! ”

Leaning on Hoshimi's instantly shrunken back, Ikuta let go of Nakamoto's hand and grabbed his suitcase and trotted briskly to catch up.

Nakamoto and Asuka Saito, who were left behind, glanced at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and silently quickened their pace to follow.

Hoshimi squatted on the floor of the dormitory with her forehead on her hands, staring blankly at the clothes that had not been spared, all of them showing the worst appearance she had ever seen.

Because, her bottle of skin care products was broken, especially her unopened body lotion, which was anonymously a plastic bottle, but it seemed to be ruthlessly crushed by a mysterious force, causing it to scatter in the not strong suitcase.

"I'm so hard!"

Hoshimi held his head in his arms and curled up, pressed his forehead to his knees with his eyes closed, and silently prayed that the moment he opened his eyes, this nightmare would wake up.

Unfortunately, when she opened her eyes, she could only see the picture of hell painted on the suitcase.

"That, Hoshimi-san, if you don't mind, you can wear mine first."

Asuka Saito, who had been watching her silently for a long time, finally spoke the words that had been repeated countless times in his mind.

"Is that okay?" Hoshimi raised his head, his eyes were dead, like a dark hole without a day, empty.

"Yes."

Xingjian's eyes finally fluctuated, like ripples in the center of the lake, and a trace of clear light flickered slightly.

"Thank you so much—"

“mihoho！”

Before Hoshimi could take the pants that had been prepared from Saito, Ikuta Erika banged vigorously on the door.

Hoshimi had no choice but to laugh from the ground and rush to the door as fast as he could, saving the fragile dormitory door that was ruthlessly dominated by Ikuta.

"Haven't you changed it yet?" Ikuta looked at Hoshimi, who was still wearing wet pants, suspiciously,

"Moving so slowly? Are you going to dry your pants on your own? ”

"It's not, it's just that there are no pants to change, I just borrowed Saito-san's pants, and I came here before I could change them."

Hoshimi turned around and walked back to the room, taking the pants from Saito with both hands and preparing to change them.

I only heard Ikuta say excitedly: "I have a way, I can teach Miho to dry clothes, this kind of doesn't need to be changed, just a horizontal bar, it seems to be available downstairs in the dormitory!" ”

"What weird things did you think of again?" Hoshimi was full of distrust of her proposal and continued to change his pants.

She looked down at her clothes, then turned to look at Saito, pinched her hot ears with her fingers, and asked:

"Saito-san, can you lend me another piece of clothing? My clothes seem to get dirty, too. ”

Hoshimi exhaled deeply and pointed to the stains on his clothes.

"I can lend it to-"

"Okay, here!"

Saito grabbed a t-shirt in his hand and handed it to Hoshimi, while Ikuta said with a disappointed face, "Mihoho can also borrow from me, I brought a lot of clothes." ”

"Then you don't have to."

Hoshimi, who knew his body well, immediately refused, "We're different. ”

"Huh?" Ikuta tilted his head in confusion.

"All men are created equal is just the soul, and in the real world, some people are born rich and some people are born poor."

Hoshimi Mibu looked at Ikuta Erika and then at Asuka Saito, affirming his thoughts, "A rich man with a vast apron. ”

Looking at Ikuta, who was becoming more and more dazed, and Saito, who was lost in thought but his eyes were shining, Hoshimi did not continue to explain, and silently took off the dirty clothes on his body and changed them, ignoring the two people who began to stare at her secretly.

"Mihoho's figure is very good, there is no fat around his waist at all, but I didn't expect his arms to be so thin and have muscles."

Ikuta touched his chin and commented earnestly.

Hoshimi, who was facing her with his back to her, didn't comment, just sped up his hands and covered the bruises around his waist with his clothes.

Saito was interested instead, and took the initiative to ask:

"Hoshimi-san has muscles because he plays a musical instrument or exercises his arms? Is it a drum kit? ”

Hoshimi walked to the toilet and straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, and when he heard Saito's question, he hesitated for a moment before replying:

"Let's just think it's because of the exercise, although it's a workout that you have to do."

"Huh? What do you mean? Ikuta immediately asked.

Saito's eyes widened as well, with a curious light in his eyes.

"Shhhh Xingmi's index finger was raised to his mouth, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he tilted his head and blinked his right eye at the same time, full of sly smiles.