How do you describe the summer sky in Tokyo?

The use of {the same as in the anime} seems to be general and illusory, and it is difficult to convey it to the person who reads this line.

But if you think about it, words have their own limitations, and it is not easy to convey the comfort and shock of a piece of the sky if you want to convey the comfort and shock of a piece of sky.

Then use the blue and white sky, the colors are monotonous but vivid. When there is no way, simplicity is also a good choice.

I only hope that readers will read this sentence three times, combine it with actual experience, and finally try to construct the same clear sky in their brains as they see now.

Yu Murakami stood under a roadside telephone pole, looking at the clear August sky crisscrossing the wires, thinking about the lyrics of "Unexpected Love" in July.

"Murakami-kun, what flavor do you want to eat?" Ai Nakano in the shop called.

"Pineapple."

After a while, several girls came over with ice cream in their hands.

"Give." Ai Nakano handed him the popsicle.

Yu Murakami tore off the package that had been hung with water droplets and took a bite.

He followed them and walked slowly through the alleys of the neighborhood.

In order to leave their pets at the nearest pet store, they took an infrequently traveled road, which was so narrow that even small cars could not drive in.

There is a mahjong shop on the side of the road, and the sign at the door says that the owner was a professional player when he was young. There are also photos from the competition.

After the mahjong shop, and then down a small slope of about 20 degrees, there is a flower shop with a red rain shield that has lost paint, which is opened by an old woman.

Summer is the off-season for flower shops, and when Murakami passed by, he glanced at it and saw only a green potted plant, but no flowers or customers.

The old woman was blowing a fan and looking at an equally old TV from behind the counter.

Yu Murakami glanced at the half-eaten popsicle in his hand.

"It's peach-flavored?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Ai Nakano looked back at him.

"No, nothing."

With beech trees appearing across the road, the reflection of telephone poles, girls eating each other's ice cream, and the occasional wind blowing through the hall, Yu Murakami feels like he's being forced to come out.

The idea didn't last long.

Out of the alley that day, there was no shade from the residential buildings, and the peach-flavored popsicles were also eaten, and the weather became hot all of a sudden.

His physique is good, but he should feel hot or hot, cold or cold, but he will not easily get sick because of heat and cold.

A few people rushed to the station, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

"I'll ask where they're going." Higashiyama typed a few lines on his phone.

Except for Yu Murakami, the mobile phones of the other three immediately rang - she was a message sent in the [Tokyo Elderly Poor Travel Group].

Higashiyama: Where have you been?

Higashiyama: We'll be at the station, and we'll be going to Shibuya right away

Higashiyama: 15 (2979517929) 16

Taneda: I've arrived

Taneda: I'm waiting for you at the coffee shop where I went to the last "Rabbit" dinner

Farming: (Coffee Jelly .jpg)

Farming: (Kaleidoscope Ice Cream .jpg)

Sakura: Leave me a bite!

Concave-chan: I want it too!! （> ○< ）

Higashiyama: Seed sauce ~~~

Farming: Don't give it, haha, I'll eat it all by myself!

Chiqi: I just got in the car, so I guess I'll be with you

Taneda: Chiqi, I'll give you the address of the coffee shop, and you'll come to me directly when you arrive

Chiqi: Okay

Chiqi: It's really hot and it's hot, but it's still comfortable in the car

Nakano: @大西@水籁, what about you two?

Onishi: The bus on our side has a new one, with air conditioning, wifi, reclining chairs, and toilets!!

Onishi: I'm going to have to try it

Onishi: We might be a little late

Onishi: I'm sorry

Miana: The bus that gets on at the back door!! First encounter!

Mizura: (Yu Murakami looks sideways.jpg)

Mizura: Absolutely! My favorite is the monorail! That's not going to change!

Mizura: (Mizura and Onishi are lying on their seats, wearing sunglasses and tilting their chins, like fashion girls sunbathing.jpg)

Concave sauce: It's so cool~~!!

Sakura: I thought Onishi was so reluctant

Sakura: I ended up having a lot of fun myself

Sakura: Don't worry, I'll tell Murakami about this

Shui Lai: I forced her

Onishi: Onishi snatched my phone!

Nakano: Haha~~

"By the way, what about Murakami?"

The four of them raised their heads, looked left and right, and saw his back at the window selling magazines.

He held the magazine in his hand and chatted with the old man who bought the magazine as he flipped through it.

It's a little far away, and I can't hear what they're saying.

Ai Nakano looked at her watch, and there was still some time before the next train, so she didn't call him.

They chatted in the group again: criticizing farming, and ridiculing the innocent Onishi with Shui Lai.

I raised my head again and went to see Yu Murakami, who was still talking to the old man.

"How can he talk to anyone?" Miss Sakura smiled, "What's the situation?" ”

"Murakami-kun!" Dongshan shouted, "The tram is coming, come quickly!" ”

Under their gaze, Yu Murakami waved at the old man and walked over to them.

He wears ...... today

In short, the August sun shines on him very handsomely, or rather, because of him, the August sun becomes bright and not annoying.

"What are you talking about?" Higashiyama asked curiously.

"The love story of a woman and a trainway assistant who waited for the train to quickly make up."

"What are they?" Higashiyama thought he was talking nonsense, and deliberately didn't tell her, making a cute angry sound of "um-".

She looks sweet and cute, and the red plaid skirt is also fluttering in the sun.

Next to the vending machine at the station, a group of high school students in school uniforms, who may have participated in a Saturday club activity and are about to go home, laughed and guessed boxing.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Hahaha!"

A boy wails and then stuffs money into the vending machine amid the heckling of his companions.

Then, they each took a bottle of what seemed to be a very tasty drink.

"Let's do it too!" You Mubi put her right hand behind her back.

"Drink to the loser!" Higashiyama's lips shrunk into a ball, his little face was serious, and only his eyes looked at this and that.

"Okay." Ai Nakano smiled and nodded, and her right hand squeezed the cute fist that was loose and had no strength at first glance.

"I'll forget it." Yu Murakami flipped through the magazine, "I'm not thirsty. ”

"If you are not thirsty, you can buy it first and hold it in your hands, and hydrate more in the summer." Miss Sakura was very kind.

Murakami Yu glanced at it, Miss Sakura smiled very slyly, like a white fox flashing between the mountains and streams, her delicate but vigorous posture, soft and flowing white hair, and smart and cunning eyes, all made those who met her toss and turn in the middle of the night in the future.

Guessing boxing, it is natural to lose Yu Murakami - a person who only punches, if he wants to win, there is only one situation where the other party wants to lose.

Yu Murakami went to buy a drink, and the man who had lost in the guess just now in his school uniform leaned back with a smile, and his hands were on his knees.

Presumably, Yu Murakami needs to buy five bottles, and he only needs to buy four bottles.

When Yu Murakami gave the drink to Ai Nakano, she smiled and said:

"Murakami-kun, I can't imagine that you still remember the agreement that {guessing boxing can only punch}."

"I promise you, of course, I will do it well."

The train enters the station, bringing a steaming and dry wind.

When the five people from Sakuraso arrived at the coffee shop, Chixia Chiki had already arrived.

A few people who were still working together on the set yesterday chatted like friends they hadn't seen for a long time.

Yu Murakami reads a magazine under a pothos.

At 11:15, Mizurai and Saori Onishi also arrived.

The two wore black and white sun hats, dark red borders, sunglasses that could cover most of their faces, and walked into the café with their white faces upturned and neat cat steps.

"Excuse me," said Risa Taneda, "is it Miss Mizura and Miss Onishi?" I'm a fan of yours! I've watched all of your TV series! ”

Both of them pressed down the bridge of their sunglasses with their right index finger at the same time, lowered their heads slightly, and looked up at her with their eyes up.

"I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person." Shui Laiqi replied coolly.

"Ah, please don't do that. I'm going on vacation to Hawaii, please don't take a sneak peek. "Saori Onishi is like a frightened fawn, much like the pitiful heroine on TV.

"Hey." Miss Sakura slapped the table and said with a smile, "There are two kids in sunglasses in the pool over there!" What about your family? ”

"Really." Shui Laiqi took off her sunglasses, "Suzune doesn't cooperate at all." ”

"Hahaha~~" Taneda Risa patted and laughed, and it seemed that she had endured it for a long time.

"Murakami-san, let's take a picture! We took a poor selfie. Mizurai handed the phone to Yu Murakami.

Yu Murakami put down the magazine, found an angle for the two, and took a picture with the help of the light outside the glass.

[Photography Lv. 3: 11/100]

Yu Murakami's photography skills can only be said to be beautiful and beautiful, but it is far from enough to reach the level of dream-likeness.

In fact, most photographers take photos that just take a good "foundation", and if you really want to satisfy customers, retouching is inevitable.

If you want to take a photo that looks great without retouching, you need to have the right time and place.

Just talk about people, not everyone is good-looking, and their faces are smooth to the point that there is not a single acne or pit, and some even have to lower their hairline.

So far, Yu Murakami has taken photos that have satisfied several girls without retouching, and they themselves are good-looking.

"Xiao Qi, lend me sunglasses, I'll shoot them too!" Higashiyama looked at the photo effect.

"Lend me the one from Onishi." Miss Sakura was also interested.

No girl can refuse to have a photograph.

At 11:35, the group finally set off for the Sushuen yakiniku restaurant in Udagawa Town.

[Photography LV 3: 16/100]

The price of lunch was relatively cheap, but after using up the 30,000 yen barbecue ticket, I was able to add some more.

After feeding the eight people, Yu Murakami probably accepted that he might have been born to be a barbecue master.

After eating, I went to the neighborhood to buy a swimsuit and ate by the way.

Murakami straight-to-head grabbed a pair of swim trunks and sat down in the waiting area, starting from beginning to end and flipping through the magazine for the third time.

After a while, Ai Nakano came over with a small bag.

"It's okay so soon?" Yu Murakami asked.

"yes, there's something I want to ask you." Ai Nakano pressed her hand on her skirt and sat down next to him.

The two always stay together, but when they look back, they spend very little time alone.

Yu Murakami closed the magazine, pressed the title page with his right thumb, and quickly turned the page, waiting for her to speak.

"Murakami-kun," Ai Nakano tucked her short left hair behind her ear, "I always thought you were a very serious boy, or a boy who could restrain his desires. ”

It's a matter of "legs", Yuu Murakami.

Although this was also a very serious topic, he was relieved.

Ai Nakano continued: "In the show, I said that I like legs, and I know about this, but I accompanied Ji Ji to shoot the MV and kept staring at her legs, what's going on? ”

"Murakami-kun, it was I who proposed that you move in Sakuraso with a boy. I trust you so much. I trust you very much. ”

Yu Murakami's thumb stopped.

"Boys have that idea, of course I know. But I want you to restrain yourself and be a gentleman. ”

"Also, don't do something inappropriate just because a girl likes you."

"Understood." Yu Murakami nodded.

He didn't explain.

Even if I have already thought of a reason in my heart, such as {curious if she is wearing anything, whether it is cold in winter} and so on.

To deepen the persuasiveness, there are also questions such as "On the Chinese side, many people are curious and surprised that island girls only wear skirts in winter." There is even the impression that {in winter, seeing a girl with a scarf, a skirt, and bare legs must be an island girl}".

But now, he didn't say a word.

Probably because he thinks in his heart: Even in Nakano Aiyi's heart, he is really a pervert, and the other party will always accept such a self sooner or later.

If you want to talk about the confidence and reason for thinking so, he can't say it, but he always feels like this.

In addition, deep in my heart, there are strange thoughts like [I don't want the third person to know the side of the little devil of Dongshan].

Maybe it was because of "deliberately giving him a peach-flavored popsicle", "guessing the punch", "not lingering when the girl was picking a swimsuit", etc., Ai Nakano no no longer said about the "legs".

Yu Murakami asked her:

"Did you let me live in Sakuraso just because you believed me?"

"Of course not. I thought at the time, when Murakami moved in, I must take good care of him and not let him do anything bad. I believe in you, and I believe in myself. ”

"Of all the people I've met, Nakano you're the most honest."

"Of all the people I've met, you're the most dishonest in Murakami."

"Not really, right?" Murakami was stunned.

"Probably," she paused here, "because I hardly judge whether a person is honest or not. ”

She looked at Yu Murakami: "Murakami-kun, you are the first person who wants me to know whether you are honest or dishonest." ”

"Disappointed, huh?"

"It's fine." Ai Nakano suddenly laughed, and waved her hand in a dashing manner, as if she was driving away something, and as if she was saying {this doesn't matter what}.

At this moment, Yu Murakami suddenly has a physical desire to describe love.

Someone's love is like a garden without walls:

The person she loves can get in from anywhere. Inside, there are small bridges and flowing water, or high-rise buildings, let the people she loves watch and visit.

In addition, someone's love is a castle made of molten iron:

The road to the castle is only a drawbridge. This drawbridge is narrow and only allows one person to pass through.

Those who were allowed entered the castle, sometimes into the luxurious halls, sometimes into the woodhouse.

But one way or another, he was in this castle, this castle that belonged to him alone.

Of these two loves, which one do men prefer?

Maruto Shimei, who wrote "Passerby Heroine", chose the latter.

His situation in Murakami is far more than these two simple, and there are more "embodiment of love" waiting for him to describe.

is obviously a third-rate light writer who doesn't even know how to describe {blue sky and white clouds in summer}, but he wants to do such a heavy thing?

Murakami let out a long breath.

"What's wrong?" Ai Nakano leaned closer and asked with concern.

"It's a little hot."

Ai Nakano took the magazine in his hand and fanned him.

"Is that better? Would you like to sit closer to the air conditioner, Murakami-kun? ”