Kyoko Shiratori had some unlucky days over the weekend.
Two flower trays in the flower shop were accidentally broken, and the kitchen utensils at home were almost burned.
I always get distracted by the plots in Mr. Aoki’s works.
"very strange......"
Looking at the scenery passing by outside the carriage glass, the girl murmured, but she felt inexplicably looking forward to it in her heart.
expect?
What am I expecting?
The car shook for a moment and then stopped.
【Arrived at Iwashita Town】
【Arrived at Iwashita Town】
When she heard the announcement, she looked toward the car door.
This is the car that Izumi-san enters most often. Will you meet him today too?
The next second, the girl's eyes lit up.
Izumi Toru entered the carriage and saw Kyoko Shiratori smiling.
Bright eyes, white teeth, beautiful and charming.
"Good morning, Shiratori-san."
"Good morning, Izumi-san."
First he grabbed the ring on his head, and then Izumi Toru asked: "Did you win the lottery?"
Shiratori Kyoko was a little surprised.
"Huh? No. Why do you ask?"
"Because you are smiling so happily now."
The girl was stunned for a moment.
Did I laugh?
Subconsciously, she touched her face.
Ah?
when?
Before the stunned girl could respond, Izumi Toru suddenly realized: "Ah! I understand. It's because you see a handsome guy like me that you'll be happy, right?"
Her heart skipped a beat.
The next moment, the girl covered her mouth and smiled:
"What! Izumi-kun is so narcissistic!"
However, it does make you happy when you see a handsome guy.
"It doesn't matter, I understand you, I am such a charming and handsome guy."
The girl couldn't help but spat at him, "No!"
"Really not?"
"Absolutely, no!"
Izumi Toru sighed forcefully: "It seems that the charm points are not enough."
Kyoko Shiratori tilted her head and said, "But what Izumi-san should improve most is his physical fitness, right? His physical strength is obviously so poor..."
The young man suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
"...Shiratori-san, I was very happy to see you, but now I'm suddenly unhappy."
"Sorry, sorry."
She said she was sorry, but the girl smiled even brighter.
Seeing her like this, Izumi Toru suddenly became curious.
What good thing happened to Shiratori-san today?
Forget it, it wouldn't be nice to ask.
Anyway, she has a nice smile, doesn't she?
Shiratori Kyoko laughed for a while and suddenly realized something was wrong.
Izumi Toru's eyes were looking at her without blinking, without any concealment.
"Izumi-kun? Why do you keep looking at me?"
"Because you have a beautiful smile."
"Eh?"
Rumble!
The tram goes underground.
The carriage flickered in and out of light, and the young man's face flickered in and out.
The girl breathed a sigh of relief.
Hearing his unabashed praise, she was a little shy.
Fortunately, he couldn't see her face clearly now, so he wouldn't notice her blushing.
The two didn't talk anymore.
The tram with intertwined light and shadow travels through the blood of the city, rising and falling suddenly, handling passengers up and down, and transporting them to various parts of Tokyo.
Being squeezed by people getting on the bus, Shiratori Kyoko couldn't stand still and staggered.
Just in time, I got into Izumi Tetsu's arms.
The person who met Shiratori Kyoko quickly whispered, "Sorry, I bumped into you."
The girl grabbed the clothes on Izumi Tetsu's chest with both hands and pressed her face against his chest.
Plop!
Plop!
Heart, beating so fast.
Too many people lead to insufficient air in the carriage, causing shortness of breath and rapid heartbeat.
I see.
Kyoko Shiratori used the knowledge she learned to find the reason.
But she didn't look up at Izumi Toru's face, she just silently let go of him and found the handrail to hold on to.
He lowered his head and began to lose focus.
"Wife, Sister" Volume 2 Chapter 3.
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[Miyoko leaned against Naoki's chest and suddenly felt her heartbeat starting to speed up...]
The tram has arrived.
"Let's go, we're at the station."
After Izumi Toru finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the car door.
However, when he was about to walk out, he found that Shiratori Kyoko had not followed.
Turning around to look, the girl was lowering her head, wondering what she was thinking.
"Shiratori-san? Shiratori-san?"
Izumi Toru shouted twice, but Shiratori Kyoko was still in a daze.
Seeing that the car door was about to close, he grabbed her hand and rushed out.
Suddenly being grabbed by his hand, Shiratori Kyoko panicked.
The next moment, her body was dragged out.
boom!
The car door is closed.
"Shiratori-san, what's wrong with you?"
Shiratori Kyoko shook her head quickly: "Ah, no, it's nothing!"
"Well, that's good, let's go."
With that said, Izumi Toru was ready to move forward.
However, Shiratori Kyoko stopped him: "That... Izumi-kun..."
He turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Can you let go of my hand first?"
"Ah, sorry, I forgot." Izumi Toru let go of her as usual.
I didn't mean to touch her, but she stayed in the carriage all the time, so I had no choice but to do it because I was afraid that she would pass the station.
However, her hands felt very comfortable.
Soft and slippery.
Like jelly.
Shiratori Kyoko rolled her eyes at him.
You didn’t forget!
It must be intentional!
But after a while, she burst into laughter.
"Izumi-san, why is this happening?!"
"What kind?" Izumi Toru asked, looking at her smiling face.
The girl shook her head.
"I don't know. I can't understand."
"Well..." He pondered for a while, and then guessed: "Maybe, I have the personality of a mysterious handsome guy..."
"Yes, yes. The mysterious handsome guy from Tokyo. It's time to go! Otherwise, you'll be late."
"I'm late because you were in a daze in the carriage," Izumi Toru muttered and followed her, "I don't even know what you are thinking, and I didn't even respond when I called you..."
"What are you thinking about?" the girl murmured. Looking at the face in front of her that appeared in her mind from time to time in the fantasy of Mr. Aoki's works, she said, "I'm thinking about my weekend. In fact, I spent my weekend well."
It’s super miserable.”
Izumi Tetsu's eyes lit up.
"Really?! Say it quickly to make me happy."
The girl pouted and shouted angrily: "Classmate with Quan-"
The young man waved his hands hurriedly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry! In fact, I had a pretty miserable weekend."
"Eh? Really? Say it quickly to make me happy!"
The corner of Izumi Toru's mouth twitched.
"You're not the same!"
"Hey?" Shiratori Kyoko stuck out her pink tongue.
"How about we tell each other about the tragic events we experienced over the weekend to make each other happy?"
"OK."
"You speak first."
"Eh-why not you first?"
“Because it’s my proposal, I have the priority to be happy!”
"Oh well……"
Convinced, Kyoko Shiratori began to tell her tragic experience during the two days over the weekend.
Although she looked very pitiful when she complained about water, Izumi Toru just wanted to laugh.
And this time he didn't have to hide it.
It's okay to be happy for the other person's painful experience!
"Huh - finally finished!" Shiratori Kyoko took a deep breath, then looked at Izumi Toru and said: "Now, it's your turn! Tell your story to make me happy!"
After saying that, she crossed her arms and smiled.
Izumi Toru scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I have been playing games and reading novels on weekends, and I am doing pretty well. Hehe..."