On the way to the rooftop, Shota also reflected on whether he was too kind in school, so much so that they forgot how they got to where they are now.

It seems that it is necessary to give them a bittersweet ideological education, otherwise they really think that they have bought the position of president with their own money. A backyard fire wasn't what he wanted to see.

In this way, the two came to the rooftop together, but as soon as they entered, Shota suddenly turned around and pressed Isayama Huangquan against the iron gate.

"If I'm not mistaken, that big fool just now should be for you."

"You ......"

Although he was under the strong pressure of Shota, Isayama Huangquan did not have the slightest panic or even the slightest uneasiness. She looked at Shota with her bright eyes open, until he too was immersed in the sea of stars.

"Tell me, why are your eyes so beautiful, the sea of stars in your eyes is the bright moon and starry sky I have never seen!"

It wasn't until the two were so close that Shota really realized what was different about her. I used to think she just had contact lenses, but now it seems that she is really beautiful.

As if forgetting the situation he was in, Shota seemed to unconsciously reach out and slowly try to touch her eyes, getting closer and closer until Shota's fingertips touched her eyeballs under her gaze.

And during this period, Isayama Huangquan didn't even blink his eyes, what a strange woman.

Seeing that his eyes were instinctively reddened and tears flowed from his touch, Shota took his hand back and seemed to suddenly forget what he had just done, and continued to pick up the original topic.

"Does that guy named Kumahiko Inoue like you?"

"I don't know."

Although she lowered her head to adjust to her eyes, she still answered Shota's question at the first time.

"Don't know? Okay, let's get the next question. What's the matter with the injury on your hand? ”

"Hurt ......"

Damn it! Is this something that can't be asked?

Seeing that she was clutching her wrists and falling into silence again, Shota's head was big in front of her.

It's normal to see her before, although it looks a bit like the temperament of an iceberg beauty, but who can stand it if you fall into memories at every turn.

Come on! There's a big living person in front of you looking at you, okay, please respect him, okay.

"I said you ......"

"Wounded!"

"What?"

Just when Shota was about to get around the topic, suddenly she opened her mouth and raised her head to look at Shota with a serious face.

"My hand was wounded by my father, and he didn't allow me to pick up the sword again!"

Ha? What the hell is this plot!

I don't know what mistakes this guy has made before, but is it necessary to do this? Glancing a little at her wrist, Shota noticed something unusual.

The place where the wrist pulse is connected to the tendon is already a black blue, and it seems that it is not only the tendon that has been injured, but the more serious case may have hurt the bone.

This kind of wound should be stabbed and pointed, and there is no possibility of accidental injury or miss from the location of the wound.

The only answer is that her fairy father may really go straight to her wrist.

I'll rub it! What kind of immortal is this, the attack is so black, and the strength is so accurate. To be honest, if he was allowed to come, he would have to poke a few transparent holes in Isayama Huangquan's wrist.

I can hurt my tendons and can't practice kendo anymore, but the impact on daily life is not very big, and this person is afraid that it is a little watery. Suddenly, Shota suddenly became interested in the dad she was talking about.

"So what?"

Without further questioning her about the injury and her family, Shota directly chose to skip and ignore it.

Because in his eyes, it is clear that there is a big pit of family ethics and even some messy bloody plot in it, so he will not be stupid to want to jump in.

The previous song was enough for him to regret, he wouldn't fall in the same place twice.

Shota thinks so, and does the same. But in the eyes of Isayama Huangquan, Shota's appearance of not caring at all and deliberately opening up the topic has a different taste.

"Thank you! Sasaki-kun. ”

？

Suddenly, it seemed that there was some slight deviation in the minds of the two of them, and he had to ignore these things in order to continue the conversation.

"Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"I would like to ask Shota-kun to lead the kendo club to participate in the competition of the Ascending Dragon Banner."

"It can't be!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shota rejected her mercilessly, but before she could show a disappointed expression, Shota suddenly raised her chin and admired her eyes again.

"If I lead the Kendo Club to participate in the Ascending Dragon Banner competition, then what are you going to do?"

"I ......, I will give up the position of minister, and even if you need me, I can rejoin the kendo club to help you, even if it is only a small role, even if I am willing to make up the number."

Shota, who was staring into her eyes, knew that this guy wasn't lying. Even if you are willing to make up the number of people, it seems that you really love it a little deeply.

Instead of answering her in a hurry, he continued to raise her chin until her face was looking at the sky, and then Shota buried his head in her neck and bit it gently.

"Do you know what you look like to me right now?"

Suddenly stimulated by Shota's movements, her body couldn't help but tremble.

Although she instinctively wants to dodge and resist, her regularly trained body has learned to use her brain to control, so although she can hear the sound of her breathing difficulty, Isayama Huangquan is still desperately enduring all this.

"Like ...... Like what? ”

"To tell you the truth, you really look like a stupid donkey now!"

"What did you say?"

Although he tried his best to restrain the uneasiness in his heart, he had already prepared for the worst.

Even when Shota said the most obscene and filthy words, she could only accept them, but when suddenly the result was not as bad as she imagined, she was a little dazed.

What the heck? Did I hear it wrong?

What the heck? Did I say it wrong?

For a moment, both of them felt abnormal about each other's reactions.

Releasing her neck and lowering his hand, Shota looked up from the warmth to look into her eyes, only this time he reached out and stroked her cheek.

"I've always had great expectations for you, but you've never really been able to get into my heart, do you know why?"

"What...... Is it? ”

Isayama Huangquan didn't expect Shota to suddenly talk about this topic for a while, although her mind was full of doubts, but in a corner of her heart, even she didn't know that a curious vine had grown.

"Whoever cannot obey his own commands must be commanded by others. I want you to understand that without you, there would be no so-called Sakurai Road Kendo Club.

Don't talk to me about the bullshit that pins your hopes on others and sees that your loved ones are happy and you will be happy. Tell me, tell me what's going on in your heart. ”

With his palm pressed against her chest, Shota felt the sound of the powerful heart beating in her chest.

"Do you hear that?"

Ignoring her shocked expression, Shota said to her earnestly.

"Your heart is telling you to be yourself.

Listen! While I know this may sound a little hard for you to swallow for a while, the first thing you need to know is what the script of your own life is, it's not a sequel to your parents, it's not a prequel to your children, it's not a side story of your friends.

What you really want is a life and meaning of your own, so why not try it boldly. I know it's going to sound crazy in Japan, but so what.

Because sooner or later this life will leave you, so do what you want to do before it leaves. To be a light or a degree of heat is whatever you want, as long as it is you, you understand.

I don't need an emotionless tool person, I need a living person full of flesh and blood, what I need is you.

Got it? ”