About me getting up at 04:30 every day for the basketball and volleyball club

"So I don't know if I can count as her friend."

After saying this, the last crane student realized that her face was burning hot, her head was buried a little lower, and the long hair hanging behind her shoulders was divided into two strands from the back of her neck with her movements. The ground fell down, tightly covering most of her face, but revealing the tip of her ears that were originally hidden in her hair and were covered with a thin layer of red like her cheeks.

Akawei Jingji looked at her, only feeling that the difficulties she encountered could be solved by himself only with the existing information and a few words of advice in the car.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I only told you this, can you not tell others?"

They spoke at the same time, and the roar of the tram running was woven into their words. In the end, only Akawei Jingji heard Suzurusheng's request of "don't tell others".

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" She pursed her lips in embarrassment, "I didn't hear clearly."

Akashi Jingji looked at her and repeated with a good temper: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Zui Hesheng thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

"what?"

"I'll take you to the hospital for two more checkups after you come back from the summer vacation. Just don't avoid me." Her tone became brisk again.

Unexpectedly, Chiwei Jingzhi choked speechlessly, saying that the topic would be brought back to the original point: "...Okay."

Zuo Hesheng sent Chiwei Jingzhi all the way to the door of the house, and bowed and apologized to Mrs. Chiwei who came to help them open the door for a while.

After she left, Madam Chiwei looked at her son in shock: "Are you really just sprained?"

"Mom, why even you..." Chiwei Jingzhi sank into the sofa helplessly.

"Look at this pile of examination reports, and these two X-rays—you sprained your ankle, why did you even examine your knee?" Mrs. Chiwei shook the two films in her hand, "I want to save people. , and fell down, that child took you to the hospital for a full set of examinations?"

"It's not that you taught me to do good deeds every day to be a good person, and it's not that I want to be a hero... What if she really fell and hit the back of her head?" Chiwei Jingzhi explained, "It seems that it is because of her family There are also people with leg injuries, so she takes that very seriously."

"Jingzhi, to be honest, I'm not laughing at you—did you save that child because she was cute?" Mrs. Chiwei sat next to her son, raising her hand to rub the boy's thorny head.

"She turned her back to me at the time, how did I know she wasn't cute..." Chiwei Jingji avoided his mother's hand in distress, "Can you stop gossiping like some girls in our class?"

"Are you praising me for being young at heart? Oh, how embarrassing, you have seen me forever." Mrs. Chiwei held her face in her hands and smiled.

Chiwei Jingzhi remained silent, his mother was not only off-line, big, but also looked like a child.

In the end, under her star-eyed offensive of "Praise me, praise me", Akawei Jingji nodded in compromise: "You are the youngest and most beautiful mother in the world."

Mrs. Chiwei was naturally very satisfied with this answer. She happily announced that she would cook a big meal for Chiwei Jingzhi in the evening, before she finished speaking, she jumped back to the original topic. Is the girl who came back cute?"

Chiwei Jingji: "..." I'm 15 years old, and I'm so tired.

"What if I say it's not cute?"

"Then I might worry that you will end up alone for the rest of your life because your vision is too high."

"...Then what if I say cute?"

"Then I would suggest that you take the initiative if you like it! Take the initiative, Jingzhi! It took your father a lot of effort to catch up with me back then!"

Akawei Keiji buried his blushing face into his palms.

For a long while, he was so happy that he thought of the idea of ​​revenge for his mother.

He got up and went into the kitchen, opened the cupboard, made a cup of goat milk, added a capsule of fish oil to it, and brought it to his mother, who was discolored by the smell.

"Dad asked me to supervise you to drink a cup of this every day before a business trip. You didn't do it yesterday, did you?"

"Chiwei Jingzhi! I gave birth to you after ten months of hard work! It was me!" Mrs. Chiwei scolded with great pain, as if her heart was crying blood, "You can't favor your father in everything!"

"But aren't you an eternal high school girl? Goat milk can make your skin better, and eternal high school girls will do anything to make themselves beautiful."

Chiwei Jingzhi's words are right and sound.

In the battle of wits and courage with his mother time and time again, he gradually honed his skills.

——At least in terms of coaxing people, he is very good.

"If you can't even stand the smell of goat's milk, then you are far from being an eternal high school girl mentally.

"In short, it's a complete loss."

Seeing his mother's expression loosen, he finally hit a crit.

"So drink it, forever high school girl. If you want to, you can do it."

…………

Because going to the hospital delayed the time to go home, Zuo Hesheng first called the two people.

One is Rie Kiyase, and the other is naturally Haiji Kiyose.

Hui Er would not go home during the summer vacation, they had agreed long before the last train ticket was booked.

As for Zui Hesheng holding his waist and asking why, Hui Er calmly took out a piece of paper folded into half the size of a palm from his trouser pocket.

Thirteen big characters printed in lead at the top of the row:

"Registration Form for Quasi-medium-sized Automobile Driver's License Examination".

Zui Hesheng blinked his eyes: "...Brother, you want to learn how to drive?"

"That's right, in case I want to go out and sleep together in the future, I can still drive everyone there by myself, so that I can save the money for calling a car."

Zuo Hesheng was so choked by his foresight that he didn't know what to say, so he could only complain: "...But now, except for you, the other three people in Zhuqingzhuang have no idea about your plan to drag them to participate in Hakone Ekiden" okay..."

"It's never wrong to prepare early."

"But if you don't touch the steering wheel for a long time, your skills will become rusty."

Hui Er coughed lightly in embarrassment: "...It's okay, my muscle memory will naturally recover when I go on the road."

Zuo Hesheng was still dissatisfied with his answer: "Besides, Sendai also has a place to learn to drive. Why do you have to stay in Tokyo? Don't you go back to see your parents?"

"Go back, but I won't go back until the Obon Orchid Festival." Hui Er lowered his head, rubbed his most delicate face with both hands, and then squeezed the flesh of her cheek, "Stay in Tokyo." It's because Ah Xue doesn't go home during the summer vacation."

"What does his not coming home have to do with you not coming home?" Zui Hesheng could only grunt as his face was pinched.

"Of course there is. As the head of Kansei University's Athletics Department, how can I ignore the members who don't go home." Hui Er sounded like an old mother, and began to chant sutras with his fingers, "You too I know that Axue likes to go to the library, and sometimes he just stays there for a whole day without coming out. If I don’t deliver food to him, what if he starves his stomach? You know gastric ulcer Do you know about gastric perforation? Do you know about stomach cancer? It is very important to eat three meals a day on time. How can I let such a precious talent end because of a physical condition before he even started on the track?"

After Hesheng listened to it, Hui Er only accepted half of his explanation.

She suddenly remembered that at the beginning of May, when Huiji was cooking in the kitchen, Iwakura Yukihiko and Niko-senpai led her to blow a fan next door, and by the way, they helped her explain the messy physics topics that were difficult to understand.

During the three-day vacation that time, Iwakura Yukihiko did not go home either.

"Why doesn't senior Ah Xue always come home?"

This question didn't touch any sore spots between the two of them, but Hui Er didn't squeeze the most awkward face any more, he put one hand on the back of the little girl's head and rubbed it lightly, "Because some people are right. What is taken for granted to you may be as difficult as reaching the sky for others."

This sentence reminded Suzuku of Akashi's interview just after the game.

Winning the championship is a matter of course for the Miracle Generation, and they can't blame them for their eyes being higher than the top, but she still can't understand why Atsushi Murasakihara hates those who work hard to reach the sky.

But before Zuo Hesheng was disappointed for too long, Hui Er asked again: "Speaking of which, when did your ticket change?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Ah, that's fine."

Zui Hesheng: "?"

"What's good?"

"It just so happens that Archer said that he will come to Tokyo tomorrow morning, and you can go back to Sendai together in the afternoon."

"Oh...but what is he doing in Tokyo?"

Hui Er: "I said I wanted to buy something."

Finally, he pursed his mouth.

Buying shoes again?Can't it? ? ?

Could it be that the wind blows his and Chuan Che's pocket money?

"'I can go back with you on the way. In case you are too lonely, turn to Shiratori Ze to see things you shouldn't see.'"

Hai Eryuan recounted the content of the conversation between Chuantoru and himself before.

"So what's 'something you shouldn't see'? What happened to you in Shiratorizawa?"