Kirihara, who was far away in Hokkaido, looked at the wristband on his hand and was lost in thought. He could no longer bear the days without Ophiopogon. Is this because he liked it? He dialed Renji's phone to find the answer. Renji said calmly.

The voice came from the other end of the phone line, Chiye, you like Okra.

It's not a question, it's a direct affirmation. It seems that he really likes the grasshopper, Kirihara thought as he put the wristband on his chest.

At the same time, Yukimura read the five-page letter under the dim light. His body couldn't help but tremble. The pain in his heart confused this aloof son of God. Didn't he dislike it? Why did it hurt?

?Do you really just feel guilty because the truth came out? Yukimura picked up a cornflower petal necklace in the envelope, which was engraved with "love by". At this moment, Yukimura wanted to see her and asked her if she was willing to forgive herself.

.But people are forced to transfer schools by themselves, is there still a chance? Sato Ye slipped on the mobile phone screen with his fingertips, and he really wanted to call and ask for Sato Uzu's phone number, because he used to hate Sato Uzu, even the phone number

I don’t want to save the number, but I’m afraid it’s too late to hate myself now, so I probably won’t give it to me, right? Maybe I’ll take the opportunity to scold myself. Let’s forget it and talk about it after a while. Yukimura put the necklace in

He took out the amulet necklace he was wearing and sighed slightly. The emptiness in his heart rushed towards him like an overwhelming ocean. It was just like the feeling when he used to compete with others even though he tried his best but still lost.

He wanted to hold the tennis racket tightly, but his fingers wouldn't obey him. It was like the candy he wanted to eat when he was a child was taken away by others. The uncertainty and the feeling of not being able to grasp anything made Yukimura go crazy.

I couldn't sleep at night.

This night is destined to be restless. The clouds in the sky are driven away by lightning without a trace. The moon hides behind the thick atmosphere and is unwilling to show its face. Some people have insomnia and others are worried. No one knows what will greet them tomorrow.

What.

Early the next morning, when Tezuka passed the school bulletin board, he saw many people gathered there. Remembering the request from the painting department yesterday, he walked to the crowded bulletin board for the first time. There were every candidate who had been selected.

Painting. A man holding green juice, a smiling Fuji, a pulling Ryoma, Kawamura with a sudden change of temperament, Begonia playing a snake ball, Momoro smashing a ball, the golden combination of Oishi and Kikumaru, and himself drinking water.

Tezuka was suddenly curious about which ones were drawn by Okra, was he himself? With doubts, he walked to his seat and found a bottle of yogurt on his seat. When he saw the faint smile of Okra next to him, it suddenly became clear.

The first period in the morning was history class, and Ocula still lay down and slept as she pleased, and this time the teacher was angry again. A piece of chalk flew towards Ocula, but was intercepted by Tezuka halfway. "Teacher, she is not feeling well."

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The history teacher had no way to refute the six simple words. In addition, Tezuka was the top student in the school and his favorite student, so he didn't say anything more. Tezuka took out his coat and put it on Oudou, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his eyes.

The tenderness revealed made Nakagawa Ningyu blush in the front row. In fact, even Tezuka himself did not notice the tenderness that could not help but leak out.
Chapter completed!