Crying bag girl who bumped into the village brother

"Didn't Yukimura-kun go with the tennis club?" Ah Yuan didn't see any familiar faces.

"No, this sports meeting is organized by class. Why did Zhang come here?"

"Come to cheer for you. You are the first non-female friend I made in Japan, and you gave me a gift (that pot of daisies). I am still very loyal." A Yuan patted his chest.

"By the way, this, the rice balls I made. Chinese rice balls. My breakfast. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them, so I cut them into small pieces. You can try one." A Yuan took out the lunch box from his backpack and opened it.Top layer with rice balls.

"It's okay if I don't wash my hands."

"I'm not that particular, it's fine if you don't." Ayuan looked at Yukimura seriously.

"A Yuan who said that is very boyish."

"Ah?" A Yuan, who had rice balls in his mouth, was stunned, chewed a few times, and swallowed the rice balls in his mouth.

"I think washing hands is too troublesome. When I was in China, people said that the raw water was not clean and drinkable, and they also said that you should wash your hands before eating. The water and hands are not clean, but the hands are clean after washing. I have always disagreed with this truth I understand." She looked at Yukimura and found that he hadn't eaten. "Try it, I personally think it's delicious. Why don't you wash your hands?"

"Just eat like this."

"Wait, I seem to have brought chopsticks." A Yuan suddenly remembered that she kept a set of cutlery in her bag all year round.

She turned out the cutlery box, took out a wet towel and wiped it again, "Here you are. I won't use chopsticks."

"Let's use it together, one for each person, and put it on the rice ball to eat." Yukimura came up with an idea.

"Okay." Ayuan inserted a chopstick into the rice ball and handed it to Yukimura, with a voice that could not refuse, "Here, eat."

Yukimura took it, "It's really delicious!"

"Yes, then eat some more."

Two people sat in the stands, you and I, and the rice balls were finished in half an hour.

"I'm full." A Yuan slumped on the seat. "It's 08:30, what time is Yukimura-kun's game?"

"09:30." Yukimura came here after having breakfast in the morning, and now he has eaten rice balls, and he is also very full.

"Then you still eat so many rice balls? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to run?" A Yuan was at a loss.

"It doesn't affect."

Ayuan didn't believe it, she touched Yukimura's stomach, and as expected, it protruded.

"……you're lying."

"... Does Zhang treat other boys like this?" Yukimura said with a dark face.

"What? Take them to share food?"

"Touch the boy's waist and belly."

"Why, how is it possible. I have never touched Tian Hao's waist and stomach." A Yuan also realized that she was different from Yukimura, and blushed with shame, "I think it is a bit inappropriate, mainly because you and I grew up together. It looks so similar, when I saw you, I thought you were me, and I didn't pay much attention. I won't be like this in the future."

"That's it, it's okay, Zhang doesn't need to change, and I don't mind." Yukimura smiled, and no longer made a bad face.

"We'll be entering the arena in a while, don't you need to do warm-up exercises?" Feeling that Yukimura was teasing him, Ah Yuan was a little annoyed, and wanted to be quiet by himself, so he pushed Yukimura out of the seat.

"It's still early, half an hour later."

"You eat so much rice balls, stand up and walk slowly. Your stomach is so distended that you can't even run. Get up, get up. I'll be with you." Seeing that he didn't move, A Yuan stood up by herself, pulling Sumi Yukimura also got up from his seat.

Facing A Yuan who had the same face as his own, Yukimura had no resistance, so he could only get up and go for a walk with her.