Through the dim orange light at the bar, Yuichi glanced at the middle-aged man who was sitting on a high chair, leaning forward slightly, and laughing with Riko Yuzawa.

Blazers are stacked haphazardly on the side seats, and untied ties are placed on the top.

The flat neckline of a dark shirt proves that there is no roughness in a man's attribute.

Half rolled up to the cuffs of his forearm, the first button unbuttoned gave the impression that he did not like to be restrained.

He is about thirty-five years old, and he has the feeling that this person is a mature social person.

I don't know what the two are talking about, but I can still feel his demeanor and chic from the man's demeanor.

During the period when Nightingale lived and worked, this type of man had been seen many times and could be called a girl killer.

In short, it is such a man to pick up (PUA) women with an almost 100% success rate!

You Yi doesn't understand women's thoughts too much, but as far as he is concerned, he can't feel the charm of this kind of man at all, and he doesn't understand why so many stupid women will take the bait just by chatting.

Because of this, You Yi put the label of a well-dressed beast on this man in his heart.

"I'm thirsty! Want to drink water! ”

Mirai Sakai's voice in the midst of noise and music brought Yuichi back to his senses.

Turning his head to look at Mirai Sakai, who stuck out his tongue like a tired puppy, Yuichi reached out and pointed to the staff lounge in the corner of the bar in the distance.

"Pour it yourself."

Mirai Sakai pursed the corners of his lips and didn't move, staring at Yuichi dissatisfiedly and unhappily.

The dissatisfaction is because the boy promised last night that he would take his own order after he was busy today, but he temporarily changed his mind on the phone in the morning.

"Didn't all the money be refunded to you?"

Although You Yi muttered so, the movements on his feet were not slow, and he turned around and walked towards the staff's lounge.

Mirai Sakai snorted dissatisfiedly, leaned his hands on the spot and began to close his eyes and recuperate, ready to wait for the boy's return.

However, then he changed his hexagram again, and turned to follow the boy.

"What the hell are you doing today?"

"Long-winded, I want you to take care of it."

"Tell me about it."

Yuichi stopped, glanced at Mirai Sakai who was following him with some tiredness, and said in his heart: Since you want to come along, wouldn't it be better to go and fetch water yourself?

In the spacious lounge or dressing room, Mirai Sakai's fingers were swiping over the picture of Hua Teng in Yuichi's mobile phone, and his eyes widened as if he was exclaiming.

"Are you thirsty?"

You Yi put a glass of white water in front of Sakai Mirai with some strength, and snatched his phone back angrily.

"How can an ordinary high school student raise a horse?"

"You have to take care of it." You Yi flipped through the photo with Hua Teng, and then casually put the phone in his pocket.

In just two days, I opened two first-time experience guides, conquered a fierce horse galloping in the wind, and another is ......

Thinking of last night's absurd first experience, You Yi was a little fluttery, and a certain sense of comfort also arose from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, it is also accompanied by a touch of distress.

That is: what is the relationship between two people who have done such a thing? Can it be considered a lover?

Neon people seem to be very open to this, but it doesn't seem to be the case for Yuichi.

After leaving an indelible trace, Yu Yiyi didn't know how to deal with such a relationship for a while, and was distressed by it.

"Well, do you remember your first experience?"

"Huh?" Mirai Sakai, who was drinking water, was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, his eyes widened and he squirted out.

"What do you say all of a sudden!"

Looking at Mirai Sakai, who was blushing, You Yi complained disdainfully: "Miss Sakai, you are so innocent that you don't look like a neon person." ”

"You don't look like a neon man!"

"I didn't expect you to see this, amazing."

"Total... In short, don't ask girls about this kind of thing! Moreover, sister, I want to be much more mature than you! In every sense of the word! ”

Mirai Sakai pretended to be calm, and the movement of holding her hands on her chest made it easy to see that she was lying.

"Hey~~" You Yi shook his head, "What a pathetic child." ”

"Shut up! In short, sister, I am very mature! I've done all sorts of things in the ordinary! ”

Looking at the still strong Sakai Future, Yuichi thought of the girls groups in the class who often got together.

Those girls are also reluctant to admit that they have not been in love, or even to admit that they have no first experience, giving people the feeling that it will be very embarrassing if they admit it.

It's a strange phenomenon that if your private life is chaotic, you will gossip, but if you are too clean, you will be discussed.

They actively pursue a gray that represents the color of the masses, and use that gray to disguise themselves to cater to others.

Because if you don't, you'll be isolated.

In other words, who said that gray is the color of the masses?

"Are you that kind of person?" muttered Yuichi.

"Huh?"

"No, nothing." You Yi, who felt a little off-topic, shook his head and took the initiative to turn the topic over.

……

At midnight, the moment a middle-aged man who had introduced himself but couldn't remember his last name clearly stepped into the love hotel, the warm breeze blowing in his face made Riko Yuzawa feel in a trance.

The man's hand, which was on his arm, made him instantly think of the joy of sharing a bed with a certain teenager.

Ignited by each other, and demanded from each other until dawn.

Even each other forgot about the previous "doctor's order".

Then I thought of the astonishment, surprise and faint chagrin in the boy's eyes when he had just left the bar with the man he had just met tonight.

"Goodbye."

After simply spitting out the two words that made the middle-aged man who had fixed the room under the front desk window stunned, Riko Yuzawa turned over and stepped on low heels and left with neat steps.

The goal of letting a simple teenager admit reality has obviously been achieved, but there is a feeling that something is blocking his heart.

Once I think of the distress and overwhelm that sometimes appeared in my eyes before the end of the boy's part-time job today, the guilt overflowed uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.

That's why I chose this way.

I hope that the boy can treat himself as a woman who is rotten to the bone, and I hope that the boy will no longer have to care about what happened last night, let alone worry about how to get along afterwards.

At half past one o'clock in the evening, Riko Yuzawa, who got out of the taxi, walked straight towards the back door of the bar.

There was a motorcycle parked there that hadn't moved since last night.

The cold wind brushed her cheeks with her hair, and Riko Yuzawa looked up at the lighted lounge on the second floor.

[Take care of yourself more, stupid! ] 】

Words that I don't want to think of swirl in my head.

I'm sorry.

Riko Yuzawa repented in her heart, but she got nothing but growing self-loathing.

He is a rotten person, so rotten that he can't even accept the kindness of others, and even revenge Deen with resentment.

"It's really rotten..."

The murmur was scattered into the cold wind, and something cool was blown to the tip of the nose by the wind, and slipped quietly in the dark night.