"Little one, ...... ten years ago"

"What?"

Naoki Natsume was admiring Nanamiya's manuscript, and while feeling that the school doctor was really amazing, he heard what she seemed to be saying in his ears.

As a result, I listened to it ten years ago, and there was no follow-up.

Nanami looked at him and looked at his face carefully, as if he wanted to see something from this side of his face, looking for it in the ocean of memory.

Naoki Natsume also turned his head to look at her, and the two looked at each other.

Nanami shook his head at the end of the night and said softly, "How old were you ten years ago."

It's not asking, it's like talking to yourself.

It seems that if you don't think so, you can't accept this fact.

"I guess I'm in elementary school." Naoki Natsume thought for a moment, and then regretted slightly: "I don't remember the events of ten years ago very clearly, and the memories of my childhood are muddy."

The room was silent for a while, the door was already open, and the wind blew in from the outside, bringing up the curtains and moving slightly.

"Rest, there's one more lesson, let's get started." Nanamiya cleaned up her mood and returned to the image of that stern teacher.

With a gentle breeze, Naoki Natsume calmed down and realized the charm of the paintings that accompanied Nanamiya for ten years.

One stroke at a time, one movement and one stillness, Natsume Naoki looked at Nanamiya, who was teaching seriously, and could understand that she really loved painting.

But what Nanamiya thought to himself was who the blue figure who helped him regain his confidence when he was at his lowest point.

Naoki Natsume held her hand just now, and the touch of that moment made her absent-minded, and she always felt that something was scratching her heart and lungs.

It was as uncomfortable as if I was here but couldn't solve it, and my knees were against each other, rubbing slightly.

Soon it was nearly an hour away, and it was eleven o'clock, and it was time for lunch.

Naoki Natsume stretched, he was a model all morning, and his whole body exuded sourness, and it is estimated that his muscles should be sore when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

"Would you like to stay for lunch?" Nanami asked.

Naoki Natsume shook his head, "I don't need lunch, I'll go home and eat, thank you school doctor."

Nanamiya nodded, not pressing, and asked, "When will you come next time?"

At this time, Himeno was downstairs shouting and eating, and if he didn't want to leave at noon to learn painting, he was in charge of the meal, the standard was very high, and he was set to be a famous izakaya nearby, and it was steaming when he sent it.

Seeing that Naoki Natsume was not left, Nanamiya didn't have much appetite.

She had developed a habit of always eating tomatoes when she was painting, and after a long time, she was almost half full when she painted in the morning.

This is really not an exaggeration, and when she first came to live in Tokyo, it was already a good day to be able to eat tomatoes and eat half full.

Most of the time, she eats a cup of noodles all day, cuts it into two pieces, spends half a cup each time, and then goes to major publishing houses with her comics all day long to try her luck, most of the time after being rejected, she sits on a bench outside the publishing house and looks at the cars coming and going on the street, and then looks at the noodle restaurant on the side of the road.

At that time, she thought that if she had money, she would eat the most expensive food and live a life of drunkenness every day.

Now that she really has money, she is indeed the same, but she still feels that it is most reassuring to be able to eat two bites of tomatoes when painting, and feel the sweet and sour taste spreading in her mouth.

Naoki Natsume packed his school bag, thought about it seriously, and said with some regret, "Next time I guess it will be after the summer vacation."

Nanami asked, "Are there any arrangements for the summer vacation?"

"If nothing happens, let's go back to my hometown in Hokkaido." Naoki Natsume thought for a moment, "I haven't been back much since I came to Tokyo in junior high school, and the last time I went back was for the second year of high school."

Nanami Ye frowned slightly when he heard this.

Only then did she remember that she and Naoki Natsume were still from the same village.

"Hokkaido."

She muttered softly, the pronunciation of a few words on the tip of her tongue and in her mouth

Turning, finally spit it out lightly, and flew away in the breeze.

Naoki Natsume felt that the name made Nanamiya say it with a little poignant.

It's true, after all, Hokkaido has bad memories for her, and there are people and things to be sorry for.

Naoki Natsume said goodbye and left, and greeted Himeno downstairs.

Himeno looked at the second floor suspiciously, pouted, then knocked on the door, leaned against the door and asked Nanamiya, "You won't really attack him, will you?" He's your student! I didn't expect you to be good at this."

Nanamiya was still sitting in front of the drawing board and was silent, and when he heard Himeno's chirping, he sighed, "Don't think of me as you do."

Himeno stuck out his tongue and grinned when his bottom was revealed.

She belongs to the kind of more casual woman, and her current husband is also a dating software acquaintance, two veterans in this area found that they were very comfortable with each other, comfortable in all senses, so they simply lived together, and they got married not long ago.

Himeno's husband is a company executive who works during the day and only returns at night.

I met once on the night of the seven seas, and it was at a wedding banquet...... What she said is actually right, and Himeno are completely different people.

Himeno is a carnivorous person, she's a theoretical person, and there hasn't been a man who can make Nanamiya fall in love with yet.

Perhaps, her heart was hooked ten years ago by the figure who held her hand and taught her to draw Huang Man all night.

"Come down to dinner, I ordered your favorite curry beef well." Himeno walked over and hugged Nanamiya's arm and shook it, "It's the one I always recommend to you, and it's often their favorite dish for you."

This action is the usual coquettish action of Himeno to coax Nanamiya in college.,Girls know that they have to go to the toilet and eat with their good friends.,Otherwise, I always feel uncomfortable.。

Himeno wanted to go to dinner when she was in college, so she held Nanamiya's arm and shook it until she got impatient, so she followed herself.

But today's Nanami Night was very abnormal, shaking his head and saying, "I'm full of tomatoes."

Himeno was stunned for a moment and looked at the fruit bowl next to him.

There's nothing left in there.

"You've eaten them all?"

"I just ate the tomatoes, and the other fruits were eaten by the little one."

"Little guy, little guy, it's the first time I've seen you so interested in a man...... Even though he's younger than you, I still don't think you like this one, right?"

Nanamiya lowered her eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then said softly, "Am I special to him?"

"Anyway, I haven't seen you talk about any men, everyone was talking about men in college, and you discussed the dead."

This is about famous painters who have passed away, and Nanami Night University studied medicine, but he is interested in the art of painting Hihimeno as an art major.

Nanamiya didn't refute, but said to Himeno, "How many students are there on your side, and when will the latest one end?"

Himeno didn't understand why Nanamiya asked this, but he still answered truthfully, "It should be the day after tomorrow...... I'll go down and ask later."

Nanamiya nodded, and after a long time, she said, "I want to go back to Hokkaido during the summer vacation, and I'm not in Tokyo anymore, so remember not to accept any more students."

"Eh, what?"

Himeno thought he had misheard, and after a while, his face was full of surprise: "You finally figured it out?"