"Hey, Xiaosheng, let's go to watch Tamaki Koji's performance on the weekend!"

Matsuura Kiyoshi, who was sweating profusely and had changed from his jersey back to his school uniform, did not show signs of fatigue from several hours of training. He came to the baseball team’s support manager with great interest and initiated an invitation: “I know if it’s just two people

Otherwise you would definitely not come, so I specially invited Yu——right?"

Turning his eyes to the other side, Yu Asai, who held his gloves between his arm and waist, just responded calmly, but it could be regarded as acknowledging his companion's inquiry.

"I told you, don't call me 'Little Saint', just call me Hayakawa!"

The support manager whose name was called was none other than Seirai Hayakawa, who had also changed into a shirt and plaid skirt to match his school uniform.

Although the skirt of the school uniform is conservative enough, it looks a bit too short against her legs.

The slender legs made the skirt that could have covered a small part of the calf expose the girl's knees to the air at this moment.

At this time, the girl was tapping the ground with her toes, completely overlapping the leather shoes she was stepping on with her own feet.

The mud that was accidentally splashed was stained on the ankles, making the pure white socks have a little more flaws.

"Little Sage... No, Hayakawa, why?" Matsuura Kiyoshi seemed a little disappointed, and then asked, "I called you that before, and you never denied it?"

"Because next year I will be a high school student." She reached out with her fingertips and plucked the hair that had covered the left side of her face because she lowered her head. The femininity she inadvertently revealed seemed to prove her explanation: "So,

It’s time for this childish name to graduate.”

Without intending to explain more, Seira Hayakawa continued: "Besides, the teacher said that he should hurry up and confirm his preferred school - so, please forgive me that I can't go with you for the weekend performance. Sorry, Matsuura-san."
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His hands went around the back of his head, and he used his fingertips to flexibly wrap the hairband around his back hair and tie it into a ponytail. Hayakawa Seirai immediately raised his eyes with his head lowered, and softly called Yu Asai's name: "

Then... Xiaoyou, let’s go home together."

Looking into his clear eyes with his lowered eyes, Yu Asai nodded lightly, picked up the schoolbag that was placed on the mound, turned around and started to lead the way.

"Ah...it's good that the two people's homes are close together." After feeling a little about the relationship between the two of them, Matsuura Kiyoshi soon realized that he seemed to be the focus of attention, and couldn't help but return to his previous seriousness and harshness.

With a look like that, he turned around and gave orders to his juniors: "Hey! You have to remember to assemble on time next week, you know?"

"Yes!"

The golden setting sun shone gently on the backs of the two boys and girls walking side by side. The uppers of their shoes made a soft sound on the street floor. Pedestrians with different expressions passed by, and two or three birds gathered under the telephone poles.

The stray cat was having its dinner, not distracted by the noise around it.

A gust of breeze blew the girl's hair, and the smell of citrus poured into the tip of his nose. Yu Asai turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the girl, and his soft and delicate profile came into view.<

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Holding his schoolbag behind his back, Hayakawa Seirai took steps in a childlike manner while kicking the gravel everywhere around his feet. He pursed his lips, checked his eyes, looked up at the other party and said, "Congratulations, Yuu-chan.

You - you can successfully enter the established academy next year."

"Everything has not been decided yet." Yu Asai replied nonchalantly, throwing up his gloves, "However, I accept your congratulations."

"Next year we will go our separate ways," said Hayakawa Seirai, who was rarely sentimental. "Don't you plan to say something to me in the last six months, Yu?"

"What did you say?"

Stunned by this rhetorical question, Hayakawa Seirai smiled and shook his head: "Nothing. By the way! Successfully promoted to the established academy, Xiaoyu, how do you plan to celebrate? It's almost time to change the gloves, after all.

Ready for a new high school career."

His eyes fell on the glove held by the opponent, and he saw a patch on it, and the discoloration was very obvious: it seemed that it had been used for too long.

Looking in the girl's direction strangely, Yu Asai put away the gloves that had been thrown into the air and caught them before, and said inexplicably: "How to celebrate? If I don't have money, I have no choice but to go home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Asai felt his arm being tapped. Without having to guess, he knew it was from Seira Hayakawa, who was beside him. It turned out to be true.

When he smiled, he was not shy, almost showing his teeth in a big smile, and narrowed his eyes. Hayakawa Seirai continued: "Really! How can we not celebrate such great news? Let's go to a cafe together!"

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"I told you, I have no choice but to go home if I don't have money." Subconsciously, Yu Asai wanted to lower the brim of his hat, but as soon as Yu Asai stretched out his hand, he remembered that the ball cap had long been put away in the club's locker, and he had to sigh.

He withdrew his hand and said, "I'm not like you, I have endless pocket money every day."

Observing the other party's expression carefully, Hayakawa Seirai responded almost immediately: "Then treat it as my expense, please... well, forget it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl stopped speaking.

Different families have different conditions, and different people also have their own personalities: in one's own eyes, it may be a gift of friendship, but in the eyes of the other party, it is a kind of charity - especially Asai, who comes from an average family.

He hurriedly stopped his voice, as if to cover up his embarrassment. Hayakawa Seirai smiled again and said, "Then... we'll have to go home."

Although he verbally gave up the idea, Hayakawa Seirai still had no intention of giving up.

"Yeah!"

The sudden soft call made Yu Asai, who was planning to go home, have to turn his head to observe the girl's condition. He saw her standing there in a panic. What fell on the ground was a comic book volume of "The World of Kings".

Shi Zheng lay face down on the ground, exposing the cover to the outside.

Seeing Yu Asai's gaze, the girl quickly showed a panicked look and quickly squatted down to pick up the comic. At the same time, she muttered: "Oops! The comic that Yu lent me was actually used by me.

I threw it on the ground so carelessly..."

"It just fell on the ground, it's no big deal."

As soon as he said the words, Hayakawa Seirai's rebuttal interrupted his thoughts: "No! This is something Xiaoyu lent me, so I must keep it safe, even if it falls on the ground."<

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"Are you making too much of a fuss?"

"What doesn't work just doesn't work," Hayakawa Seirai said with a serious face as he wiped and patted the comic book that didn't have many stains very carefully, "Xiaoyu, in order to apologize to you, I will invite you to the cafe.

Express my apologies! If you don’t agree, I will feel very sorry in my heart.”

Looking at the determined expression on the other party's face, Yu Asai, who seemed to have some realization, hesitated to speak, because he saw an omen in her expression that she wanted to continue to refute.

"Forget it, do whatever you want."

As he relaxed, Hayakawa Seirai, who had been serious before, suddenly became cloudy and sunny, and his bright smile bloomed again.

We entered a popular local cafe. There weren't many customers yet, so the two of them didn't have to worry about finding a seat.

"A cup of iced coffee and a piece of pasta, thank you!"

After closing the menu and handing it to Yu Asai opposite him, Seira Hayakawa enthusiastically held his cheeks with his hands and asked: "Yu, what do you want to order?"

"As far as I'm concerned, it'll be just the same."

The crisp sound of the waiter clearing away the tableware echoed in their ears from time to time, and both of them entered a state of waiting for their meals.

He raised his eyes and looked at the girl's position, and found that the other party was staring at him without any scruples. After noticing the gaze, he even waved with interest. Asai Yu couldn't help but asked: "You were all pretending before.

Right? You’re just afraid that I won’t let you treat me to dinner, because it would be shameful to only ask girls to pay the bill.”

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Her facial features, which should have been smart in temperament, were actually made to look like a fool by her at this moment.

After witnessing such a girl, Yu Asai has long been accustomed to it: "You are pretending to be stupid again."
Chapter completed!