fall in love in my world

Adolescents who fall in love are idiots.

It's a pity I still don't know it.

"...I said that I'm not a lover. Do you guys still want to play? Don't beat them away."

The golfers who played with Qingfeng were absent-minded throughout the game, either glancing at the girl sitting on the bench from the corner of the eye, or asking Qingfeng about their relationship, or asking about the girl's name and class relationship.

"—If you really want to know, ask her yourself."

Aomine was upset by the question, and threw a ball over, almost missing the opponent's head.

The boy who caught the ball and dribbled it absent-mindedly seemed to be a college student, but even a college student, looking at the girl with piercing eyes, was still scared from the bottom of his heart.

"What the hell are you talking about is not nonsense. If I dared, I would have rushed over."

The rest of the people feel the same way.

If it was just ordinary beauty, Qingfeng would have been held up by several people, and then everyone would go over to join in the fun, strike up a conversation and so on.But the girl sitting over there is really not that ordinary class!

Even without Aomine blocking it, it would be very difficult to muster up the courage to approach!

After playing a game of basketball with different thoughts, Aomine walked towards Masakura during the break, and she smiled and handed over a glass of unopened mineral water.

It turned out that she just went out to buy water.

"I probably understood a little bit this time." The girl smiled a little proudly, her vivid expression was extraordinarily cute and cute, "The smash shot by Aomine-kun just now - it feels as powerful as Wuyue said! "

Sitting side by side with Masakura and chatting about basketball, this feeling makes Aomine feel a little strange.

Like a couple in love.

... It's just that the guys behind the eavesdropping are too obstructive.

Qingfeng endured his impatience and did not argue with them.

"What did she tell you about me in May?"

Aomine, who was drinking water with her head held up, can roughly guess Momoi's description, after all, she has often watched him play, and is very familiar with his style of play and skills.

However, Masakura seriously recalled it for a long time, but she couldn't completely retell what Momoi said to her.

So Masakura summed it up and said simply and clearly:

"May said you were fast."

"puff--"

"Hahahahaha-"

"Hahaha it's okay soon hahaha..."

"Hey Qingfeng, that's not what you said last time..."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

All the water in his mouth was sprayed out in one breath, and he even choked it into his nose. Qingfeng coughed so hard that his face flushed, but others couldn't tell whether it was red or not.

Masakura didn't understand what they were laughing at, and didn't know what he said wrongly, so he patted Aomine's back lightly and asked:

"Are you alright, Aomine-kun?"

The girl's palms are small and weak, and the soft pats that were originally smooth are as provocative as a caress.

After recovering from his breath, Aomine firmly grabbed her wrist.

"fine."

Then let go again.

"Damn it, just touch your hand and let go, you're still a man!"

"Stop pretending to be pure at this time!"

Qingfeng couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the half of the mineral water bottle in his hand and threw it over——

"Go away, Lao Tzu!"

The companion laughed and avoided the bottle, and each went to rest.

When Aomine turned his head, he saw Masakura resting his elbows on his knees, looking at Aomine thoughtfully from the side.

Only then did he realize that the bottle he threw out was bought for him by Masakura.

"Ah... sorry..."

Qingfeng scratched his head, got up and picked it up.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Masakura still looked at him like that, but that kind of gaze didn't seem to be looking at him, "Are you boys so easy to get angry?"

you?

Aomine thought of the boy from another school who came to the basketball gym to look for her that day, and it seemed that his temper would not be any better if he could face Haizaki.

Was she talking about him?

"...What kind of anger is this? It's just an ordinary joke." Aomine thought for a while, "If you talk about anger, if you have a chance to see Akashi angry, that would be terrifying."

Just thinking about it is terrifying.

Masakura recalled the few observations he had with Akashi. The young vice-captain always smiled calmly no matter who he faced. Masakura also heard from Momoi that Akashi-kun is a very gentle person. .

A gentle person, in Masakura's mind, looks like Hong Jiaodong. Although Hong is indeed scary when he is angry, but if he wants to say scary things...

True Sakura is unimaginable.

After resting for about 10 minutes, the field became active again.

Masakura looked at Aomine very intently, if she could watch her so motionless for almost half an hour, she would probably think from the bottom of her heart that she must be deeply affectionate for Aomine.

But as long as you see her eyes, you will feel that it is not like that.

Peaceful, calm, sensible.

She is watching him.

A talented player like Aomine is the same type as Kageyama, but Kageyama's volleyball can be as precise as a machine setting, and it will never make mistakes, but it is more similar to Midorima of the basketball club.

But what is different from them is——

Kageyama was fighting alone.

He has almost no sense of cooperating with his teammates. Sometimes he even seems to want to take over the entire game by himself, and the rest of his teammates seem to let them join in order to make up the number of people.

- Hurry up!

—A little higher!

Every time Kageyama gave such orders to his teammates, Masakura worried that his teammates would collectively resist in the next second and get rid of the tyrant's control.

As for Aomine, and other members of the basketball club, Shin Sakura can feel their love for basketball.

More importantly, they have the awareness of teammates.

Masakura likes the feeling of teenagers sweating on the court and winning together.

Once the rainy season was over, the entire basketball team was visibly depressed.

Usually, when there are girls throwing batons or practicing dancing in the basketball hall, all the boys are as if they have been beaten with chicken blood. They can't wait to become NBA stars, and use all kinds of dazzling skills one by one, so as to attract the girls over there. The gaze of a child.

In this regard, Midorima commented that it was almost the same as the estrus period.

But even Kise didn't seem interested, he even complained to Heizi: "Ah... the beautiful girl who is number one in Diguang didn't even look at me, it's so frustrating..."

Heizi comforted calmly: "Maybe you took a look at it when you weren't paying attention."

Kise: "Impossible! I'm always paying attention to Tsukishima-san! She never even glanced at me!"

Kuroko:"……"

The whole basketball club didn't feel depressed, but the mood got better and better. I'm afraid Aomine was the only one.

Masakura made an agreement with him, usually when the basketball club has games, or when they want to play street basketball, they will call her to watch.

Of course, Aomine didn't understand the reason why Masakura did this at all. When he first heard Masakura's suggestion, he was so full of surprise and excitement that he completely forgot to ask her why she followed.

But when I calmed down and thought about it alone, I felt something was wrong.

She probably doesn't have much interest in playing basketball. I heard from Momoi that she originally planned to join the volleyball club, but her physical fitness was too poor, so she quit first.

That is... people who are interested in playing basketball?

This thought made Qingfeng quite inflated, and when he practiced with Heizi in the afternoon, he almost made Heizi vomit from exhaustion.

What's more, the reality that makes him walk with wind is that his house is in the same direction as Masakura's house. With Momoi's help, Aomine and Masakura made an appointment to go home together after school.

This is too fucking dreamy!

However, Aomine was too excited to wait for Masakura at the entrance of the basketball hall after finishing his club work. Instead, he planned to go to Masakura's class to wait for her, but Masakura went because of something the teacher asked her to do today. On the other side of the science classroom, after finishing her work in the science classroom, she rushed to the basketball court.

The two just missed it.

It was a little late at this time, and most of the club activities in the school had ended. Masakura stood outside the basketball hall and waited for a while, and saw that even the lights inside seemed to be turned off, but the door was not locked. She hesitated, and went in to stand Glanced at the door.

There are two figures indistinctly inside.

The figures were one tall and one low, and the tall figure seemed to be grabbing the opponent's collar, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he would fight in the next second.

It's Haizaki and Akashi.

Masakura's footsteps are hesitant. If there is a fight, he naturally cannot watch them fight, but what if it is a normal joke between boys like what Aomine said?

She was in a bit of a dilemma.

Fortunately, the two did not fight in the end.

After Haizaki left, Masakura was also about to leave, when suddenly her and Akashi's eyes met.

Quiet and indifferent.

There is a hint of warning in the distance.

"... Akashi-kun." Masakura simply pushed the door open, "Is the department work over?"

Akashi sized her up for a few seconds: "Yes."

"... Aomine-kun doesn't seem to be here, right? Excuse me." After a pause, Shinsakura continued, "Akashi-kun will go back early by himself."

She said it cryptically, but Akashi heard that she just saw that scene by accident and wouldn't say it.

Response is quick and time-conscious.

"Qingfeng, I should have gone to the classroom to look for you."

Akashi's tone and eyes were obviously gentler than before, Masakura heaved a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and showed a polite smile.

"I see, then I'll take a step first."

Watching the back of the girl who turned and left, Akashi thought of the just-concluded forum incident in his mind.

When the members of the student council were communicating in private, many people brought up the event of selecting the school beauty before the forum. Before Tsukishima Masakura transferred to another school, Teiko students hadn't been interested in this kind of thing for a long time.

However, after she came, the forum spontaneously organized such a selection.

Fujii Shion ranked first, with more votes than Tsukishima Maya's half of the votes, not to mention the other girls who participated in the election after Tsukishima Mana.

The most important thing is that the second grade students voted for Tsukishima Masakura, not just the votes she got.

The only people in the student union who have access to the background data are the people who manage the forum, and those people happen to be friends of the same level as the current student union president.

Therefore, the fact that President Yoshikawa confessed to Maya Tsukishima and was rejected is probably true.

but--

Maybe she didn't know it herself, because her incident helped Akashi quickly gain a foothold among the student union cadres.

Those who were skeptical of him unexpectedly gathered around him because he supported the idea that "voting on the forum should be restarted".

Probably being able to appreciate Tsukishima Masakura's beauty has subtly reduced the barrier between him and others.

But in fact, when he first supported the reopening of the vote, Akashi didn't even know what Tsukishima Masakura looked like.

He has no interest in these things.

But—Masakura Tsukishima seems to be a little different.

He couldn't say it, but the intuition was very strong.

And Masakura over there hurried out of the classroom after escaping from the basketball gym that made her a little out of breath.

Sure enough, the boy with wheat-colored skin was leaning against the window in the corridor, twirling the basketball in his hand carelessly.

"Sorry, I thought Aomine-kun was over there at the basketball court." Masakura's breathing was a little disordered.

Qingfeng saw that her hair was a bit disheveled, so she probably trotted over here, obviously he didn't need to be so anxious, he used to wait for Momoi often, so he was already very patient on this point.

But seeing her panting, I thought it was cute.

"……fine."

Qingfeng clamped the basketball inside his arm, and walked out of the school. The quiet campus under the setting sun seemed a little loose and warm. He deliberately slowed down his pace. A little more.

He felt that he really liked Tsukishima Masakura.

But as long as I think about it this way, another problem arises——

Shouldn't there be boys who don't like her?

Therefore, there will definitely be no shortage of boys who are attracted to her like him by her side.

Although he is a basketball idiot in Momoikou, he also knows that chasing girls is not the same thing as playing basketball.

If chasing other girls is a game of chasing each other against the top national teams.

Then chasing Masakura Tsukishima is about asking him to play a one-on-one game with the strongest power forward in the NBA.

—He has no chance of winning.

"...Aomine-kun, did you have another street basket date at night?"

A girl's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Ah... um." Qingfeng replied casually, "I'll go after dinner later."

It's getting late now, so we'll stay a little longer after dinner, probably around eight or nine o'clock.

Masakura nodded, and Aomine thought that this topic would be covered, because he planned to invite Masakura to watch them play on the previous Friday night, but Masakura refused because it was dark.

But this time, Masakura was uncharacteristically: "Then can I go?"

Inside the family restaurant.

Aside from Momoi, this is the first time Aomine went out to eat with a girl, and before he could figure out whether this counts as a date and whether he should take her to that expensive restaurant, Masakura had already done it for him Decide.

"I often eat takeaway from this restaurant." She pointed to an ordinary family restaurant on the side of the road, "Mr. Qingfeng, do you want to try this restaurant?"

Of course Qingfeng had no objection.

After entering the store, he ordered the set meal recommended by Masakura. The lemonade brought by the waiter was cold, and the girl sitting opposite took a sip, her water-stained lips glistened.

"...Do you often eat takeaway?" Qingfeng recalled what the girl said just now, "Why? Is there no one at home to cook?"

This is not the first time that Sakura has been asked this question, and her answer every time is very flat: "I live with my father, he is not at home very much, and I don't know how to cook, so I usually order takeaway."

Qingfeng was a little surprised, but his surprise was a little different.

"Hey——I thought you were the type who was particularly good at housework and cooking."

Masakura was taken aback.

When most people hear her say this, they will be silent or sympathetic in most cases.

If Momoi was here, she would probably turn her head and shout at Aomine, "Da, are you an idiot?"

"...I was never good at cooking since I was a child."

When she was young, although her parents were away, she had a nanny to take care of her basic necessities.

Later, her parents divorced and separated, and she thought about cooking by herself, but after cooking, she was the only one to eat, and she gradually lost interest.

Qingfeng didn't notice the change in her mood, and said thoughtfully: "I can't tell..."

"..."

Masakura thought Aomine was a little silly.

But this kind of heartless, a little dull and silly, but also a little cute.

After eating, the two went to the stadium side by side. As always, Masakura sat quietly on the side, not talking much, but just sitting there was enough to please the eyes. The bright moonlight covered her face with a layer of frost. It's as if she herself is shining brightly, the beauty is breath-taking.

From time to time, Qingfeng would look for an opportunity to glance back at her.

She was there watching him the whole time.

Demure and beautiful is like a beautiful shadow in a dream, as if it will disappear in the blink of an eye.

"——Aomine Daiki, you are going too far!! Slam dunks while slaughtering dogs! Do you think we have no temper!!!"

Masakura was a little dazed looking at the field where there was a sudden commotion when they were playing basketball.

But after watching it for a while, an extremely gentle smile appeared on her lips.

Qingfeng, who broke free from his teammates, happened to see this amazing moment.

"Are you going back?" Masakura asked seeing Aomine walking towards her.

Aomine took the towel from Masakura: "Well, I'll take you back."

Shinobu didn't object, and nodded gently.

call--

Where Masakura could not see, Aomine quietly let out a sigh of relief.

He thought he would be declined.

The streets at night are full of office workers rushing home, as well as couples shopping, and there are many students like them. When passing by the shop windows, Aomine looks at the reflections on the glass, the petite girl The top of his head just reached his chest, and he didn't need two arms to completely embed her in his arms.

"Ah, Aomine-kun, can I go in and have a look?"

Masakura's footsteps stopped when she passed by the entrance of a cake shop. She pointed to the cutely decorated storefront on the right, her eyes sparkling.

"certainly……"

Aomine, who is used to shopping with Momoi, was very surprised that it was the first time that Masakura asked what store to visit after walking for so long, and it was even more impossible to refuse her.

Aomine opened the door for her, Masakura glanced at him with a smile and walked inside.

She went straight to the cabinet that sold that kind of birthday cake. There were a variety of cakes in various styles. The girl pasted in front of the glass cabinet had bright eyes, which looked similar to the pupil next to her.

But after looking at it for a long time, Masakura did not buy the big cake, but chose the small cake next to it, which is suitable for one person.

"I thought whose birthday it was..." After walking out of the shop, Qingfeng said casually.

Masakura paused for a while before whispering, "It's actually my birthday."

"……what?"

Standing at a crowded intersection, the girl's side face was gentle and calm.

"That's why I don't want to go back early and stay alone. I went to watch the game today, but I just want to take the opportunity to let Aomine-kun accompany me for a while."

Qingfeng was stunned.

He felt that his heart was beating too fast now.

"you……"

Why did you choose me to accompany you?

It was difficult for Qingfeng to express such a natural question.

Soon he arrived in front of Zhen Sakura's house, he looked at her back as she walked in, the girl outside the dark and lightless house looked extraordinarily slender, then the girl's footsteps suddenly stopped, she turned to look at Aomine.

"If Aomine-kun is fine, you can come in and have a sit."

Qingfeng: "..."

Masakura's expression looked very peaceful, without any ambiguity.

She probably didn't understand the meaning of this invitation...

Giving up resistance, he followed the girl into the empty house. Aomine's feeling was exactly the same as that of Kageyama before. This house was completely uninhabited. It was neat and clean, but there was no smoke.

"Mr. Qingfeng, sit whatever you want, you're welcome."

Masakura unwrapped the bought cake on the table, and after asking Aomine what drink he would like to drink, she brought soda water.

"I forgot there is still Qingfeng-kun, I should have bought two." She took a fruit knife and divided the small cake into two, giving half to Qingfeng and half to herself, "I have to make do with it, but this cake is really good. Very very tasty."

The cakes on the plate looked pretty good, Qingfeng seldom tried this kind of sweet and greasy food, but the eyes of the girl who brought it over with the plate were bright, which made people unconsciously have a little expectation.

"...If you had told May earlier, that guy would have excitedly prepared a gift for you a week in advance."

Masakura took a fork and put a bite of the cake into his mouth: "I never tell anyone my birthday."

"Why?" In Qingfeng's consciousness, the girls around were all looking forward to their birthday.

This time, Masakura's emotion was embarrassment that Aomine could feel.

The dull boy didn't understand what he said wrong, and then he heard the girl whisper:

"If you don't know, it's normal not to remember, but if you know and forget...it will be very sad."

The girl's loose long hair slid from her shoulders to her chest. She fiddled with the fork in her hand. When she said this, she didn't look like she was about to cry, but she was a little bit ashamed to speak like a child.

Just like this little thought, she felt that it would be embarrassing to let others know.

At that moment, Aomine Daiki reached out and hugged her without thinking.

"...Mr. Qingfeng?"

The girl in his arms unexpectedly called his name.

"sorry--"

He was clearly apologizing for his actions, but his hand didn't let go.

"It doesn't matter if you want to scold me or hit me later, Yue Dao, but... I think I should do this, so I do it, ah ah, it's so annoying that I want to hug me if I don't want to, I want to beat me later Feel free to beat—"

The side of her face leaned against the boy's chest, and the muscular chest was not so comfortable for pillowing, but Masakura felt that the hug was very gentle.

It's so young that you don't think about it, but it's also so sincere that it can touch people's hearts.

"Before I beat you—" The girl who was tightly held by Qingfeng's arms raised her head with difficulty, her eyes as clear as jade fished out of the water looked at the boy's curved and resolute jaw, "to follow Am I together, Aomine-kun?"

"........."

"Ok?"

“……………!!!!!!”