It was as if falling from the sky to the earth, and the heart continued to flutter dizzily.

The breath of the still water in the shallow room, the body temperature of the still water in the shallow room, and the fragrance of the still water in the shallow room

Everything about him, she wants to possess forever.

"It would be nice if every week was exam week."

Futsukimi was at the door of the downstairs of his apartment, looking at the back of Asama's departure, muttering to himself.

Today and Asama's time, it's a pity that I'm still doing questions and doing questions.

Obviously prepared sleeping pills, but on a whim, Asama took her to visit Chengcheng Shijing Supermarket, where she bought some ingredients and a few cans of grape-flavored Fanta.

On weekends, he also brings his own drinking glass in his bag.

It's really hard to do.

Futami Tsukikai returned home, hugged the orange doll that Asama gave her, and collapsed on the bed.

As the leader of the study group, she did not get along with the other students very well today.

Maybe it's a matter of will, she doesn't have much strength to smile and speak in front of people outside of Asama.

So, when she took out the question paper with a blank face and handed it to the others, their reaction was reluctant.

The person who asked her to constantly exercise her orbicularis oculi muscle, masseter muscle, buccal muscle, and orbicularis oculi muscle was only Asama still water.

When Asama was reviewing modern literature with her, he talked about poetry and distant places.

The reason why poetry makes people feel beautiful is that poetry is not suitable for everyday life, and the same is true for distant places.

The sense of distance from the everyday makes them seem fresh and mysterious.

Of course she knew, he was talking about distance producing beauty, because he moved his ass across from the coffee table before the two of them were next to each other.

Still water-kun.

Poetry is far away from the distance, but it is you who is farther away than the distance.

Of course, there are also small gentle places.

He noticed that there were too many expiring ingredients in his refrigerator since yesterday's lunch, so he went to the supermarket to buy something for her.

It feels so good for the two of them to go to the supermarket to buy groceries together, like newlyweds.

Why did he suppress himself?

In the romance discussion group of Futami and Majima, a lot of realistic love has also been discussed, no matter how glamorous those men are - they have to go to bed after 3 hours of meeting, married men have extramarital affairs, and use violence against their girlfriends, and their behavior is full of male greed and control.

But the truth is that these men, who can't even compare to the toes of Asama, these people who are completely unworthy of love, are still accommodated by the habitual service of those stupid women.

Why is Asama reluctant to open his love?

She wanted to hug him again, to kiss him, to taste every inch of his skin, to feel his strength and warmth, to hear him whisper in his ear the beautiful love words he had written in other people's love letters.

She knew that he must want to, but he didn't want to hurt her because of desire.

But Futami Tsukikai is not afraid at all, she wants to wander the world with him. Even if she becomes an ugly old woman, is sick, or the two are in big trouble, she firmly believes that they will not abandon each other, and they will give up their lives.

Since it has come to this point, why do you want to become a "crutch" and pursue abstract and vague love?

Platinum Takanawa, in the dead of night,

The great myojin's heart flashed with the poem of the Portuguese poet Pessoa [Everything and I are absurd silence, at this time I miss you]

The girl rolled twice on the bed and buried her little face in the doll in frustration.

At the end of the day, it's not enough to see you for the second time! It's so useless!!

Brushing up on the quizzes overnight but failing to gain skills.

But Asama is still very satisfied.

After all, 300% learning efficiency is there.

He could really feel a sense of gain—the confidence that knowledge was soaked in brain cells and could be easily extracted even in another 10 years.

In the previous monthly test in June, the 5th study group bet on 90% of the questions, and he won 66 places. This time there was more time to prepare, and those traps planted by Eiwa teachers, who were even more insidious than Eitaka Miyazaki, he was confident that he would bypass more and get a more beautiful score.

Asama squeezed the Mita Line back to Shiba Park, and walked in the direction of the apartment while reciting words with [act] as the root or affix.

[interact], [actualization], [actuarial], [activism], [activeness] are often closely associated with these words. However, why does [acton] mean armor and [actor] means actor? Asama can only use things like Ultraman, Kamen Rider, and Armored Warrior to associate memories. So, "Ultraman Blazer" will be released tomorrow, right?

Asama, who connects English knowledge through association, suddenly paused.

About 30 meters in front of me, at the door of the apartment building I rented, Asama saw a person he hadn't expected.

Immortal Riyo leaned against the stone pillar at the door of the apartment, looking up at the sky.

Today is a full moon.

The girl wore her hunting hat and a black and white patchwork T-shirt and a pair of denim hot pants that showed off her slender legs, and the aura of a genre idol was scattered from her, and her face was as lonely as an astronaut staring at the lonely earth in the dark universe.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Immortalgawa turned his head sideways and met Asama's gaze.

The idol who fascinated the entire Tokyo underground rock scene with her only took less than half a second to regain her vitality and smile like the summer solstice of the earth towards Asama.

Immortal River's dreamy hair fluttered in the wind, and she straightened her bangs with her hands, knowing that her side was the upper hand, but Asama smelled the fragrance.

"Yo~~~Robert-kun~~~What a coincidence~~~"

A greeting full of vitality, and the dazzling gaze of the little sun arrived at the receiving device of Asama.

"You can just say this at my doorstep."

"Good idea~~~ But your access control here is too strict, and no one will answer my access control phone to your room~"

"What's the matter?"

"Robert-kun, you have a lot of things to communicate with you, but you've been avoiding me. Did you just shoot at the target, regardless of whether or not the person hit the target? ”

"Don't you have a lot of your own things to do?"

"It's not as important as Robert-kun's business~ Anyway, don't you invite me upstairs for a drink?"

"Where did you learn the uncle's accent?"

"It's a pity that the rain has stopped, otherwise it will become a dog, and maybe it will be able to enter your home."

Do you know something? Detective Immortal?

"I'm sorry, I'm allergic to dog hair."

Seeing that Asama didn't mean to take her home, he didn't force it, and he smiled slightly,

"So—the moonlight is fine today, so how about taking me for a walk? Robert-kun? ”

The moonlight hung in the night sky, like a white sugar cube in a black coffee, making the night a little sweeter.

Immortal Rinse is a sweeter and more fragrant spice for this night.

She was as light as white velvet and as heavy as the white Paros marble that was used to carve the Venus of Miró.

"It's okay to take a walk in the middle of the night, and remember to go home early."

The spices of the Tokyo night are crumpled and blended into the night.

Immortal River winked at Asama,

"Follow me~ Robert-kun."

The two walked north along Sakurada Avenue between Shiba Park and Azabu.

The lights of Tokyo Tower in the distance are on, and the summer breeze seems to be summoned by the tower, and it blows in the direction of the tower.

"It's such a nice weather~Sunny and windy night~Do you like it, Robert~"

"Hmm."

"I also like it super ~~~~~~ so much~"

Immortal Chuan thought of something, and took out two small squares wrapped in paper from the small pocket of his jeans.

"Taste it~"

"What East—Uh-huh——!"

Immortal Chuan stuffed the small square in the paper into Asama's mouth with one hand, and between the touch of his fingers and lips, Asama tasted the fragrance of Immortal River's hand.

"The nougat I made ~ it's delicious~~~"

Sweet and not greasy, not as hard as expected, not sticky to the teeth, the soft air taste of butter and marshmallows complements the solid peanuts and chopped almonds, and the nougat itself has a wonderful sweetness.

"Did you add lavender honey?"

"Have you tasted this~ Robert-kun is very powerful in any aspect~"

"It's going to cost more."

"What you are satisfied with is more suitable for sharing with others~~~"

As if winning the lottery, Immortal Chuan happily narrowed his eyes into a slit, and the look revealed in that gap was written into a poem-

[I long to spend every quiet twilight in the eyes of my lover. 】

A smile that is unrestrained and innocent, as if to make the fake come true.

"Are the gifts ready for the orphanage?"

"Candy, packaging, and albums are all OK~~~"

"How's the communication with the band and the manager?"

"Everything is ready~"

"So, what do you need to communicate with me?"

Genki Girl is like a WINK transmitter, and every time she says a word, she has to wink playfully at Asama.

"A lot of words, only when you say them in person, are they more formal, more weighty, and easier to impress, right?"

Sorry, the chat just now doesn't contain [official], [weighty], [impressive], worse than those drinks that are under the banner of juice but only have 5% juice content.

Asama noticed that the two of them had already walked past Tokyo Tower, and their footsteps gradually moved farther away, aimlessly.

Immortal River did not speak again.

The girl turned her back to her hands, hummed a little song, paced briskly steps, and led Asama through Tokyo at night.

I was led away by the nose for some reason.

Asama touched his nose, but he didn't have a nose ring, and he wasn't a minotaur himself. He felt that there was something abnormal about Immortal Chuan at this moment, her restrained love was not hidden, and if it was a confession, it would be good to refuse.

Asama put on the props and silently followed the Genki Girl through the night of Minato-ku, Tokyo.

It's almost 11 o'clock at night in Tokyo.

Not far away stands a huge new landmark, Azabudai Hills, Tokyo's modern urban forest. Located in Minato-ku, Japan's tallest building overlooking Tokyo Tower, this is a city of ambition.

AS FAR AS ASAMA KNOWS, THIS LANDMARK IS HOME TO THE WORLD'S FIRST JANU LUXURY HOTEL FROM AMAN, AS WELL AS LUXURY BRANDS SUCH AS HERMES, DIOR, CARTIER, CELINE, AND BULGARI, WHICH WILL REPLACE TOKYO GINZA, CONNECTING TORANOMON AND ROKAMON WOOD TO CREATE A TOKYO VERSION OF "OXFORD STREET" FOR THE CITY'S NOUVEAU RICHE.

Luxury is a conspicuous waste of the leisure class, and the functionality is extremely poor, and the more you know about it, the less you like it.

"Robert-sir, why is there only one round of the sun and moon in the sky?"

Immortal Chuan pointed to the moon and suddenly asked.

"You should open the Bible or the mythological books and ask the Creator what he thinks."

"The only earth, the only moon, and the only sun, this kind of coincidence is really idealistic."

"That's the way you look at these things, it's idealistic."

"But, what about me, I found the second sun in my life~"

The light of the street lamp casts on the face of the immortal river, and there is a kind of mirage-like beauty.

Asama paused and said,

"Everybody tries to abstract something concrete, so everybody has their own sun and moon in their minds."

Immortal Chuan showed a very curious expression and leaned closer and asked,

"Robert-sir, what are your sun and moon?"

"Knowledge and morality."

"It's so abstract. It is indeed in line with Robert's answer~~~ Genuine certification~~~"

Asama continued to answer seriously,

"Knowledge breeds wisdom, moves the world, and shines like the sun, but the sun has the fierceness of the sun. What sustains people's groping in the darkness is the morality that receives the light from knowledge and reflects it, like the moon waxing and waning, but never sinks. ”

"Well, then Robert-kun's biggest enemy is the clouds! No wonder Robert-kun is a little sun party~~~"

I'm not filling out the organization application at all, okay?

"Do you know, Robert-kun, who my sun is?"

"I don't know, but you must be the sun of many people."

"I don't have knowledge to spread~~~"

"That's my sun, I mean, you're warm, generous, kind, talented, and for many, you're the sun that spreads light and heat."

"Did Robert-kun feel my light and heat too?"

Immortal Chuan suddenly held Asama's hand, her palm was warmer than Asama's, and her eyes were also burning at Asama.

There was admiration and trust in her eyes, but more than that, it was self-evident.

"Recently, there has been less light and heat, and there have been a lot fewer social poverty alleviation behaviors."

Asama responded to the immortal river with a critical gaze.

Immortal Chuan squeezed his still good-looking facial features, and said with a wry smile,

"Why is this strange word again~"

"This word is a glamorous portrayal of your light and heat."

"But, in the presence of your light and heat, I am more like a moth and a boastful father."

The girl's words, as well as her eyes, completely broke the atmosphere that Asama deliberately maintained.

Asama, who has physical strength of 7, can even break free from Pochi, but he can't break free from her soft and powerful five-finger pass.

"Kuafumo began to understand before he read, and he began to act before he even thought, diligently, but in vain. It is as sad as a moth that finally turns into a wisp of smoke and a pinch of ash. ”

"But he is the Sisyphus of the East, he is not a toy of the gods, he has no predetermined destiny, but he still does not hesitate, he is freer and more praiseworthy. If I were a Kuafu, I would be more fortunate than him, because the sun in front of me would not kill me. ”

“.”

The two looked at each other, and Immortal Kawa laughed wittily again, and continued to walk north along the road with Asama. Before I knew it, from the southern end of Shiba Park, I walked through the Toranomon Gate.

thought that Immortal Chuan was going to confess, but whenever he felt that this was the time for her to confess, Immortal Chuan swallowed the words again.

Just tease him.

You have to turn reactive into proactive.

"F-san, are things going well with the band?"

After the sale of the new album of the Dead Samurai, there were no major performances, and even small performances were basically canceled, and as an emerging rock band that was gaining popularity, their agency seemed strange in its approach.

Even some people on the Internet forum can see that they have a problem.

Because the cooperation is unpleasant, is it hidden in the snow?

"The Qixi performance is going well~ Robert-kun, if I get on a bigger stage, will you put down the book in your hand and come to the scene to call for me?"

Why is it a prerequisite to put down the book in your hand?

"Yes. However, the band is having a hard time, right? ”

"We can solve this by ourselves, and we don't need Robert's action~ By the way, the title of captain of the RISE guard, does Robert-kun like it?"

I don't mean to help, and don't give me some messy titles.

The atmosphere was controlled by the Immortal River again.

After walking nearly 3 kilometers, this is not a walk, it is a race walk!

Although the speed of walking is very slow. It was already 1 hour from the apartment.

Watching Immortal Chuan look like Jackie Chan in the movie, crossing the railing of the park and looking at himself with a look of anger.

Asama followed into the set of "The Garden of Words".

In the middle of the pond, which looks very old, but is only more than 100 years old, is a crane-shaped sculpture.

The water's edge is a beautiful maple tree, which complements the towering pine trees in the park and the Japanese-style bamboo hedge along the roadside.

The two walked into the pavilion where the forbidden love between the teacher and the student began in "The Garden of Words and Leaves".

Asama's inexplicable premonition came again.

Although I am called a great teacher by everyone, I am not your teacher, Immortal.

"Robert-kun, the air here is very comfortable."

Normally, with so many plants in the park, the air at night is even worse.

"It's very comfortable."

"Hey—it's been a long time since I've heard Robert Repeater appear."

"I'm tired of walking."

"Robert-kun, who can easily run a marathon, is he too modest?"

The light was already dim, but Asama could clearly feel the bright smile as always.

"Really tired. - Smack! ”

In summer, there are a lot of mosquitoes at the water's edge, but he is concerned about whether the legs of the immortal Chuan Bai Shengsheng will suffer.

"Robert-kun, do you feel this way?"

"What kind of feeling?"

"Our souls are attracted to each other. Even if you didn't say anything, I knew what you wanted. ”

"My mind?"

"Don't worry, Robert-kun, I won't trouble you."

You've been bothering me for an hour at night, big sister!

"So, R-kun, I won't confess to you."

“.”

"R-kun, true love is to hold the ladder up. But a romantic relationship is not a necessary stage of love, and I know that you will agree with me. ”

“.”

"Robert-kun, who does not believe in love, restrained and mature, if you say, I will not let you lose yourself, I will not interfere with the life you have decided to make, I will not put a lock called lover on your freedom. So, can you confront the good feelings between me and you? ”

Immortal River, who said these words, didn't even take a step closer to himself, maintaining a sense of boundary that made Asama overwhelmed.

The good impression of the immortal river has existed for a long time.

She was more perfect and noble than most.

She is more of an aristocrat than an aristocrat.

She could pick up everything he wanted to implicitly.

She could see at a glance the meaning of the three paintings in her room.

Between her and him, there was a resonance between the pseudo-objects.

With another month's actions, she showed the peculiarity of her feelings—that he was not the object of her noble pity.

Pursuing freedom, she is even playing his pawn.

In other words, it is true that no one knows the yearning of [Asama Still Water] better than her, but behind the satisfaction of this yearning is that she will give up her [precious artifact].

"Favorability exists, but I'm not as good as you think."

"Favorability exists, but I'm not as good as you think."

Immortal River Riyo repeated the words of Asama Shizumi.

Between the two hypocrites, they both regard each other's honesty as humility.

"R-kun, you may not understand, you are in my heart, from the beginning, is the sunny sun I love, the sun I admire, my only and one. I know you'll doubt the longevity of this feeling, but as you said at the beginning – [it's not that I chose you, it's that you chose you]. If you have always been what I see you now, then this feeling will be kept in my heart as well as you keep yourself. ”

"But what you see is not me."

"Mr. R, I think a lot of things, frankly, would be a little better. I have seen your maturity, altruism, and prudence, as well as your depression, chaos, and loneliness. I like all of them, but what I like the most is your thinking and chasing of love. ”

“.”

"R, you said that love is a form of death. Love is a loss that you have but will eventually pass on to others. Sometimes, I think, dying for you, dying for a person, is not a bad decision either. ”

Asama restrained his unprecedented throbbing, and the immortal river seemed to have become a shadow collection of all the feelings in his previous life, pressing him out of breath

Even though he couldn't see the girl's face clearly, he still closed his eyes,

"Every word you say is a lock. Just like a person who knows how to repay his kindness, every kindness to him is a necessary obligation to respond. And there is a limit to the obligations that human life can bear. ”

"It just so happens that I feel this way, our purpose has always been to achieve, not kidnap, right? As I said, this is not a confession of love, but about whether our relationship can last as long as we pursue together. ”

"Good friend F-san."

Asama exhaled, he glanced at the bright moon in the sky, the immortal river is undead, is wisdom blessed by the full moon?

Immortal Chuan didn't say anything more, and the two of them were like this, patting the mosquitoes from time to time, and quietly listening to the frogs and cicadas.

It's not early, and Asama and Immortal River walk out of the park.

Asama, who got the titular [eternal friend], called a taxi and sent his friend Immortalgawa to the downstairs of the Meguro apartment.

The blue-haired punk girl, Shiina, glared at herself at the door of the apartment with a vicious look.

Friend's friend, isn't it my friend?

Asama feels at ease with this realistic relationship.

Fortunately, there are still many people in this world who hate me, otherwise, I might really be distorted by the system into a common man.

Immortal Riyo and Shiina said hello and did not rush into the apartment building.

She turned to face Asama, letting the street lamp outside the apartment shine on her face like a stage lamp, and whispered,

"R-kun, in fact, I just want to thank you today, and then give you a taste of nougat, hehe~~ Of course, there is also a song, which is written for you, DEMO I sent you, go back and listen, you want to give me a long comment~~~"

Immortal Kawa unleashed a combination punch of [wink plus biu] at Asama again, and then returned to the apartment with Shiina.

It turns out that the Great Demon King is immortal?

This kind of statement is not a confession, but a confession that is 10 times more attractive than a confession, and it will almost make him whole.

If only I could be ruthless and refuse to be friends.

Asama reviewed himself, clicked on the audio sent by Immortal River, put on headphones and listened-

"Too many people don't have the strength anymore,

The world needs philanthropists.

There has never been a savior in this world,

It's not okay to give up on yourself!

Children, do not be afraid!

Dear friends, let's hurry up!

We go to Africa and drill 10,000 wells.

Let the child say BYEBYE to hunger~

We're going to the Americas, we're going to build 1,000 hospitals.

Let the child say BYEBYE to the disease~

We went to Asia, opened 1,000 bookstores,

Let the child and the ignorant say BYEBYE~

The world was originally flat,

The power of unity is infinite~

The money will run out one day,

Unless you use it to grow flowers for the four seasons.

If you can,

It's all handed over to our philanthropists~

If you can,

It's all handed over to us philanthropists~"

Immortal River's guitar playing and singing is more like a cheerful children's song than rock.

Travel the world and do charity together?

A rather attractive proposition

You are also my sun, Immortal River.

Ariyo Immortal Kawa was lying on the bed, responding to his roommate's interrogation without a match.

"Nothing happened?"

"Nothing happened."

"Does he know what you want?"

"Almost~"

"What do you mean almost?"

Immortal River didn't respond, and the moonlight sprinkled on her through the window as if he was pampering her.

The girl held the panda doll and whispered her unspoken words until she fell into a deep sleep.

200 days, 200 chapters, I hope it's getting better and better. This chapter feels a little problematic, but, sleepy, let's do it for now.

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