How to keep distance from a beautiful girl

About two weeks have passed since the school trip ended.

All the emotions that were swirling in my head have now calmed down a lot, and I was getting back on track.

This is also thanks to having a good conversation with Mr. Leung... yes, thanks to you.

... I've done other things.

... just...

I lost.

Sayano-san, who confessed to Ian at that time, finally saw the tears and this word.

That's all I could remember, and it came back to me over and over again.

After all, I didn't know why she was attracted to Mr. Leung.

But I may have been mistaken.

No, I'm sure it was covered somewhere.

I'm the only one who likes Mr. Leung.

I'm the only one who knows what's good about him.

But if you think about it, it's only natural.

There are people who are watching you, too.

I'm sure there's someone who's noticing something nice about him.

Just like me and Natsume-san.

... though.

"I can't believe you even confessed....."

Unconsciously leaking self-talk is sucked into the secluded hallway.

On this day, I came to school to do the task of the report.

A slightly larger challenge is to select one of the designated books and write a review about it.

Our school has a room equipped with a computer for students.

So I tapped my keyboard for a while, and by the time the report was finished, the area was completely sunset.

It was just summer vacation and evening, and it was quiet in the school building.

While listening from afar to voices and sounds that might be in the brass, choir, or light, I changed my shoes at the lift that arrived.

At that time.

"Ah"

"... ah"

Someday, a familiar girl stood next door.

A refreshing side pony with bright hair on the side.

Clear round cat eyes and twinkling teeth.

Bloody thin limbs stretch slightly from the top and bottom of the school jersey.

It was Sayano-san.

……

……

For a moment, we looked at each other in silence.

Sayano-san had strange eyes that were surprising and worthy of stepping on us.

I couldn't distract myself while being attacked by awkwardness.

"... I knew it."

Eh?

"... so cute"

With a sigh of sigh, Sayano-san dragged his mouth.

What the hell is going on...?

Orange-san is going back to work too?

"Ah, no... a little assignment"

Phew

Sayano-san's tone was quite natural, as it seemed to contain nothing.

I'm kind of sorry that I've been acting up.

Come home with me on the way.

"... uh"

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Ha... yes"

I couldn't refuse, and I left the school gate side by side with Sayano-san.

And the trouble is, apparently, our return journey has been overlapping for some time.

The discomfort and the backlash.

While feeling that, I tried to move my legs as usual.

"This is the first time you've spoken properly."

Yeah, that's right.

Nevertheless, I feel like there are too many things going on with her.

It was rather strange that I had never spoken one-on-one.

"Orange-san, I need a favor."

"... no, what is it?"

Nanba, will you give it to me?

"... eh"

Unexpectedly, it solidified.

She stops in the middle of the road and rebukes her words in her head several times.

But I didn't know exactly what it meant.

No, I'm sure it means exactly what you say...

"Ahahah, I'm sorry. I'm just kidding."

Sayano-san laughed and walked again.

The voice sounded lonely, and I saw my mood sink.

However, on the other hand, I was relieved, and I felt guilty.

"I don't think so. I wanted to be friends with Mr. Orange."

……

"I was going to blow it out more, but not at all."

Sayano-san spilled "ahh" and leaned slightly.

There was nothing I could do about it, and I looked down the same way.

……

"... Sayano-san"

".... nh"

Sayano-san's short reply sounded a little trembling.

Maybe she wasn't expecting anything to come out of me.

Still, I had something to tell her.

"... I'm sorry about that time."

When?

"In Guam... all of a sudden, I suddenly started making selfish accusations..."

"... ahh, that's right."

Sayano-san said this time with an ecstatic voice.

Then he stared at my face again.

"I don't care.I already know why and how you feel. "

"Really... is that so?"

"Yeah."

There was also silence.

Soon, however, Sayano-san said:

Orange-san, what do you like about Nanba?

"Eh...."

It seemed that Sayano-san's expression was very serious.

Maybe you don't have to answer.

But I wanted to be honest with you.

"He's... kind."

……

"It's not just about calm or broad hearts...Even if you're clumsy and don't have love... it gently touches my heart.That's what they say about me. "

There's got to be more to say.

Somehow, I couldn't say anything more.

But I also felt that it was enough.

"... hah"

I heard a wet sigh from next door.

Sayano-san raised his face, but he slowly opened his mouth without looking at us.

"I really don't."

"... eh"

"I wish at least Mr. Orange had been a more nasty girl.If that's the case, I thought I'd definitely plunder you. "

Suddenly, Sayano-san ran away and stepped in front of me for a few steps.

Then I turned around and made a wild, incredibly cute smile.

Reflecting the sunset, her eyes glowed beautifully.

"That's enough. Please get along with Nanba.But if you get bored with Nanba or don't like him anymore, let him go early.I'll be waiting for you. "

"... yes, I understand."

"... Ugh!"

After all, Sayano-san turned his body and ran.

A little late and I'll walk again.

I was anxious to see Mr Leung early.

After dinner that day.

"Oh, hey... what is it?"

Lean, who was cleaning up the dishes, said in a suspicious voice to me, who was hugging me from behind.

"What is it?"

"No... I wonder what happened."

"I didn't do anything."

"Then why are they sticking together...? They're getting wet."

Mr. Leung washes the dishes.

I can see that water splash often hits my hand that I turned in front of him.

"I feel thankful for you, Mr. Ian."

Thank you?

"Yes, because we need to understand that this relationship is built on someone's broken heart."

"... I see. That's true."

After leaning slightly, Mr. Leung blurred, "But why suddenly..."

Then, when I was waiting in the room first, Mr. Leung, who had finished cleaning, came back with tea.

However, even after putting the two glasses on the table, for some reason, Mr. Leung won't sit down.

"What's wrong?"

When I asked, Ms. Leung turned her back with a subtle expression and spread her arms small.

This is....

"What... well, a hug."

"Eh... hah, yes"

When I got up and handed my body over to Mr. Ian, I was completely wrapped in his arm.

When I stuck my cheeks to his chest, Mr. Ian's heartbeat sounded bright and pleasant.

Mr. Leung?

"... thank you. I'm sure a lot of people like Rihua are pushing me..."

We hugged silently for a while.

Monopolizing someone means taking them away from someone else.

Of course, that's what socializing with men and women is.

But I think that's why I have to be thankful for my relationship.

But...

"Mr. Leung"

Hmm?

"Mr. Leung is mine.Please hold your awareness properly. "

"Oh... oh"

Troubled, then illuminated.

Mr. Leung nodded and gave me a little strength to hold me.

The pain, the heat, the voice.

All of them were comfortable, and I was completely relinquishing myself to Mr. Lean.

"... then Lihua too"

"... eh?"

"Lihua... is mine too, right?"

"Hoa."

…………

"... yes, I belong to Mr. Ian."

"... yeah"

Then, Mr. Leung put his hand gently on my head, again strengthening his strength.

I feel like I'm doing something really, really embarrassing.

It's not so happy to be alone or to be taken care of.

You're worried about whether or not you can control yourself.