Fukawa took the subway on the other side and went back. Downstairs from the practice room, he presumed that he had forgotten his cell phone in the practice room. The doorman didn't think much about it. This kind of situation is not uncommon. It always happens several times a week. Either he forgot his cell phone or he forgot his cell phone.

Some other gadgets, mobile phone cables, headphones, and sketchbooks with inexplicable things drawn on them.

Outside the practice room, Fukawa took several deep breaths to calm down. There was nothing to fear. She pumped herself up, but her fingers trembled uncontrollably. She immediately held it with her other hand.

After regaining her composure, she pushed open the door to the practice room.

"Nanamin, let's have a good talk..."

However, Hashimoto was not in the practice room. Fukawa was a little stunned by this unexpected situation.

The lights in the room were still on, and towels and water bottles were placed next to a sports shoulder bag with large NIKE letters printed on it.

It was Hashimoto's backpack. Fukagawa remembered it very clearly. Hashimoto said that it was given to her on his brother's birthday because it was not suitable for carrying to work and was simply used to put some sundries on training days.

Fukawa walked over. The zipper was half open, and items such as a mirror and headphone cables could be vaguely seen inside. She also noticed that the plug of a mobile phone charger was pressed under the bag.

Have you gone to the bathroom? I breathed a sigh of relief.

Just wait here for Nanamin to come back. Just as she was thinking this, a dull "bang" came from the next door.

It was the locker room, and it sounded like the cabinet was being kicked.

Is it Nanamin? Fukawa walked towards the direction of the sound.

The door to the locker room was ajar. Fukawa wanted to open the door directly and go in, but he heard the voice of Xiao Asuka. He was sobbing uneasily, as if he had encountered some grievance.

"Nanamin, you are even more of a fool."

"Okay, okay, I get it, I get it, so don't cry, Bird."

Through the crack of the door, I accidentally saw Hashimoto holding the sobbing little bird on her chest and stroking her little head comfortingly.

Fukawa's hand stretched out towards the door panel and stopped in the air. Is it inappropriate to go in like this? She hesitated in her heart.

Xiao Asuka was obviously looking for Hashimoto to comfort her when something sad happened, so it would be bad if she went in rashly and disturbed them.

"Maimai, what are you doing here?"

Fukawa's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Ikuta in surprise, who was walking towards me in the corridor carrying a small bag.

Hashimoto's voice came from the locker room, "Someone seems to be talking outside, Asuka, did you hear it?"

"ah?"

"Forget it, I'll go out and take a look."

Fukawa suddenly panicked. If she was misunderstood that she was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, she would die of shame.

Fukawa hurriedly took a few steps back and looked at Ikuta, who was still leaning his head forward with a puzzled expression. After a moment's hesitation, he ran over and grabbed her hand, got into the practice room and hid behind the door.

There are two people, one inside and one outside.

"Maimai?"

Ikuta was frightened by Fukawa's panicked movements. He thought something had happened and stared at him at a loss.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Fukawa raised his index finger to his mouth, signaling her to be quiet and not make any sound.

"Hush? Hush? What happened?" Ikuta frowned and asked.

Fukawa heard the conversation between Hashimoto and Ko Asuka outside.

"No one."

"I just heard someone... Feiniao, don't move here, I'll go to the practice room to take a look."

Fukawa's heart almost jumped into her throat. For fear of Ikuta being born again, she covered her mouth and leaned against the wall as much as possible, leaving room for the door to open.

Fortunately, Ikuta didn't struggle, otherwise Fukawa's only option was to knock her out if he wanted to make her calm down.

The door to the practice room was opened, only a few centimeters away from the tip of Fukawa's nose. She was so nervous that she couldn't help but hold her breath. Fortunately, it was only for two or three seconds. "No one...isn't here..." Then the door was closed.

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After hearing the sound of Hashimoto and Asuka returning to the locker room and closing the door, Fukawa waited for more than ten seconds before letting out a sigh of relief and letting go of Ikuta.

Fukawa leaned against the wall and crouched down, his legs feeling a little weak. Then he came back to his senses and realized that he should have explained openly just now. Hashimoto and Asuka were not the kind of people who didn't listen to explanations.

Hiding with a guilty conscience like this will only make it more troublesome if you are discovered.

Fukawa sighed, "I'm sorry, Ikuta, I just pulled you...what happened to you?"

Ikuta pressed his hands on his chest, frowning, a little aggrieved, "When I just opened the door, I pressed..."

Fukawa opened his mouth, a little confused about Ikuta's brain circuit, so he could only comfort him perfunctorily, "Don't worry, I won't crush you."

Ikuta nodded with a flat mouth and no longer cared about this problem.

"Ikuta, did you forget anything when you came back?"

"Well, the charging plug for my mobile phone was missing on the way."

Ah, that. Fukawa moved the small bag on the table and exchanged the plug and data cable for her.

"Are those Nanamin and Asuka just now?" Ikuta took the things and stuffed them into his bag. "Why did Mai Mai hide?"

"I'm just afraid of causing some misunderstandings."
Chapter completed!