I have pure love with them

A gift box appeared in the field of vision. Nagasaki Shoyo, who had lowered his head, raised his head again and looked at Izumi.

"Let's open it and take a look later."

"Ah."

Nagasaki Souyo, who was a little curious in her heart, temporarily suppressed her curiosity after hearing what Izumi said, and had her dinner in silence. After she and Izumi finished their dinner, she looked at the gift box beside her.

"Can I unpack it?"

Izumi stood up and prepared to clear the table. After hearing Nagasaki Shoyo's question, he nodded slightly.

Nagasaki Soyo, who was already curious, reached out and untied the ribbon on the gift box when he saw Quan agreed, and slowly opened the gift box, and saw a pair of exquisite plush gloves.

"..."

The unexpected gift made Nagasaki Shoyo stunned for a moment.

"dislike?"

"No... just a little surprised."

After hearing Quan's words, the stunned Nagasaki Shoyo came back to his senses, whispered softly, his eyes fell on the gloves in the gift box, he stretched out his hand, stroked the gloves with his fingertips, his expression looked a little complicated.

It had been a long time since she had received gloves as gifts from others, and even her memory of having received gloves before had become vague and she could not remember them.

She took the gloves out of the gift box with both hands, lowered her head and stared at the gift given to her by Quan, feeling extremely complicated.

Turning around and looking at Izumi standing in front of the kitchen counter, Nagasaki Shoyo pursed his lips.

"Thank you, I like this gift very much."

"I'm glad you like it. I've been trying to learn knitting recently. Maybe I can give you a scarf next month."

"...Obviously he's a boy?"

After hearing what Quan said, Nagasaki Shoyo was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but ask.

"There's nothing else to do here except reading. When the time comes, maybe I can prepare one for your mother as well."

"..."

Thinking of her mother and tying the scarf given by Izumi, Nagasaki Shoyo felt inexplicably subtle. She felt that her mother would most likely not wear it, but she also felt it was not good to ruin Izumi's interest, so she nodded slightly.

"Then, I will help pass it on to her when the time comes."

"Ah."

"Let me help you."

"Then, please."

Facing Nagasaki Soyo who wanted to help her tidy up the dishes, Izumi did not refuse. After the two of them cleaned up the table together, they sat on the sofa and began to daydream.

There was nothing to do, just snuggling together, which made their lonely hearts suddenly satisfied. The warmth of their bodies made them fall asleep unconsciously while snuggling together.

"Let's go together."

"I'll help Izumi wipe his back."

"Ah."

……

"Shigasaki-san, you seem very happy lately?"

"It seems like she has a boyfriend, right? Someone saw Nagasaki on the street a while ago with a boy who looked like an entertainer."

In the flower garden, Wakaba Mutsu, who was doing the cleaning work and preparing for next year's cucumber planting, heard the conversation of classmates passing by and paused for a moment. She did not look back, but the figure of Nagasaki Soyo appeared in her mind.

But besides Nagasaki Sose, she suddenly thought of the boy she had met.

The girl had an expressionless face, but her heart was filled with ripples. After stopping and thinking for a moment, she continued to tidy up the flower garden.

She didn't know what she could do for Nagasaki Souyo, but if Nagasaki Souyo felt that she would be happy being with that person, then she felt that the only thing she could do seemed to be to give her her blessing.

But after thinking of Nagasaki Soyo, Wakaba Mutsu couldn't help but think of Toyokawa Shoko.

'It's been a long time since we last contacted each other.'

Previously, because of the Nagasaki Soyo incident, Toyokawa Shoko often contacted her and talked to her about Nagasaki Soyo. However, after their relationship was completely broken, Toyokawa Shoko rarely contacted her.

"Don't you need me anymore?"

Looking down at the yellow-brown soil, Ruo Yemu, who was picking up small branches and dead leaves, stared at his tender white fingers and suddenly had an urge to hold the soil with his hands.

But she still didn't do that. After tidying up the branches, she slowly stood up.

"Will Xiangzi... also be happy?"

456

Chapter 456 I can ask her to come along.

In Izumi's own opinion, his intersection with Wakaba Mutsu was limited to Nagasaki Shoyo and Toyokawa Shoko. If these two people had not acted as bridges in between, he would not even have met Wakaba Mutsu.

"what."

A surprised voice came from behind. Ruoye Mu, who was standing on a stone bridge and staring at the ripples on the water, did not look in the direction of the voice, but the sound of approaching footsteps made Ruoye Mu look to his side.

“Are there any fish under the water?”

The boy walked to her side, followed her gaze and looked at the water. He stared at the water for a long time with a frown, then looked at her and asked about what she was looking at.

"No."

The girl with long light green hair kept her gaze on the boy for just a moment, then looked towards the water again. There was no emotion in her eyes as she watched indifferently the ripples that occasionally appeared on the water.

The river in autumn is not as full of vitality as in spring. The cherry blossoms have already withered and fallen, making Quan feel a sense of sadness.

Unlike Toyokawa Shoko or Nagasaki Soyo, when she stood with Wakaba Mutsu, the girl exuded an ethereal and cold aura that made Quan unable to find any suitable topic for a while.

The two stood on the same stone bridge, without any communication, just looking at the gurgling stream together.

I don't know how much time has passed. When Izumi came to his senses, Wakaba Mutsu, who was beside him, had disappeared. Izumi slowly withdrew his gaze, and after taking a last look at the red leaves in Shinjuku Gyoen, he walked towards the exit.

……

After returning to Tokyo from Gifu, Izumi has hardly touched a fishing rod. Today, he met Wakaba Mutsu in Shinjuku Gyoen, which made Izumi start thinking about fishing.

"Let's wait until next spring to think about it. For now, let's forget about it."

Sitting in the apartment, Quan looked at the magazine in his hand, thought for a moment, and then gave up the idea of ​​fishing.

Since the computer at home was a desktop and not very convenient to carry, Quan bought a new laptop. Sitting in the living room, he put down the magazine in his hand and watched the trend of the foreign exchange market.

"By the way, is that 'FX Warrior' still alive?"

Staring at the zigzag line, Quan suddenly thought of the person he saw on the social software. He logged into his account and found the 'FX Warrior' in his follow list. He discovered that the other party had just posted an update not long ago. It seemed that he had barely persisted under the persuasion of his friends.

"Alive."

Whispering softly, he switched to his small account again and browsed through the daily updates of Dongyun Huiming in recent times.

"It's still the same as before. This style is cute, but after seeing it too much, it still makes me feel a little bit..."

Looking at Higane Eina's daily updates, for some reason, Quan thought of the girl with purple hair and a single ponytail who lived in the same apartment with her and was from Miyamasuzaka Girls' Academy. If Higane Eina took a photo with her, her current number of followers and updates would probably go up a level.

“I haven’t been to the apartment for a while since I moved here.”

I opened my Line and saw that the last time I contacted Toyokawa Shoko was two weeks ago.

Sitting in the room, Quan reached out and gently rubbed his forehead, temporarily put aside his unnecessary thoughts, walked slowly towards the bathroom, took a shower, then lay down on his bed and fell asleep early.

……

Those who live alone are either gods or beasts.

Spiritually, Quan doesn't think of himself as an enlightened god, but at the same time, he doesn't want to develop in the direction of a wild beast. When living alone, he feels that he has to find something to do.

So he picked up the hobby he had previously thought of as a way to kill time - writing.

And driven by his own true feelings, he completed his work in a very short time and contacted Toki Kenjiro, the editor of GF Bunko, who he had not contacted for some time.

"Is this really the work of Kagetsu-sensei?"

In a coffee shop, Toki Kenjiro suddenly received a contact from the painter Gunma Kazuki. Toki Kenjiro, who happened to have no work on hand, came out to meet the other party.

He thought the other party wanted to talk to him about illustration work, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly take out a thick stack of manuscripts and handed it to him, saying that it was the work he had been trying to write during this period, which made Toki Kenjiro stunned.

However, despite being surprised, out of his professional ethics, Kenjiro Toki took the manuscript from the other party and began to read it carefully.

At first, he was still doubting in his heart whether Mr. Kagetsu, an illustrator, could really write interesting works, but after watching for a while, his mood changed from doubt to surprise, and the expression on his face became devoted.

Time passed by second by second, and when Toki Kenjiro finished reading the entire work, his hands were shaking, his body was tense, he bit his lips, and looked at the boy sitting opposite him with complicated eyes.

"Haha... this is really, not good."

Toki Kenjiro looked at the young man in front of him, and after he let out a breath, all his thoughts turned into a sigh.

"Not suitable?"

After hearing what Toki Kenjiro said, Izumi's eyes fell on the other's face.

"No, it's just that after reading it, I felt a little emotional. If this work of Mr. Kagetsuki were published, it would have a great impact. I think there would be no problem in adapting it into a movie or a TV series!"

Looking at the manuscript in his hand, Toki Kenjiro spoke with certainty.

Quan was a little surprised to see Toki Kenjiro being so sure. He had only wanted to express his feelings through words, but he had not expected that Toki Kenjiro, as an editor, would be so sure.

"So, publishing?"

"No problem at all! As long as Mr. Kagetsuki is willing, I can immediately contact the library to help publish this work."

Toki Kenjiro looked at the spring in front of him, feeling emotional.

"Sure enough, there is a reason why Hashima admires him... He is also a sister-con, but...his style is completely different from Hashima's."

If Hashima Itsuki's work is a fantasy about a non-existent sister, an intense but empty love, then Kagetsu's work is the exact opposite.

"People without a sister can't write a work like this, right? After losing her brother, the sister discovers the forbidden love hidden in her brother's heart from his diary, and falls into confusion... It's a heartbreaking story."

As a man, Kenjiro Toki almost shed tears when he saw the end of the story.

"It can work. This work can definitely work!"

For a moment, Toki Kenjiro looked at Izumi's face and found that he looked a bit like his next year's bonus and was particularly handsome.