After school that afternoon, Lyra Evans and her friends finished buying magazines and shojo manga, and kept the battery at 120%. For the first time, they proposed to go to a newly opened milk tea shop nearby.
"Are you really so happy talking to Owen Parker?" Meiyi tapped Momosawa Tsukimi's forehead with her finger, "You don't even look like you anymore."
Momosawa Yuehai covered her forehead, her face expressionless, but her tone was very serious: "But this is the first time we have spoken, and he even handed me water."
This glass of water directly boosted her battery to 100%!
"After all, he is the first boy that Taotao likes." Asuka smiled and closed the magazine and ordered, "I want the milk triple shot, what about you?"
"hot chocolate!"
"...bubble milk tea with ice."
"Do you have to drink ice when you come to a milk tea shop? Taotao is really..."
The three of them found a corner near the door and sat down, and once again opened the newly bought fashion magazines.
Before I read a few pages, a strong male voice suddenly came from outside the store, which sounded familiar.
Then, a young boy's voice sounded helpless: "I understand, Senior Mutu."
Momosawa Tsukimi's back instantly stiffened, and she turned her head to look carefully.
Akami Kyoji stood at the door, the breeze gently blowing across his cheeks and lifting a few strands of hair. The boy's shirt was buttoned to the top, his tie was tied neatly, and the lower half was hidden inside his suit jacket.
It was obviously a common school uniform style, and he was dressed meticulously and ordinary, but it was strange that Lyra Evans could notice him at a glance.
As if aware of her gaze, Akami Kyouji also looked over.
Dark green and aqua blue meet in the air through the transparent glass door.
The heart beat untimely again.
The two were looking at each other, and Wyatt Stone had already opened the door and came in, and saw the three people sitting at the door.
"Hey hey hey---" he laughed and walked over, "Are you here too?"
"Yes! It's rare for Taotao to take the initiative to say she wants to drink milk tea." Nakagawa Mei also waved her hand, "Seniors, don't you need to train today?"
"Today is Monday, the volleyball club is off." Akae Kyouji also came over.
"But haven't you been training on your own?"
Asuka quickly went to pull Mei Yi's sleeves, but didn't stop her.
Oops, I spilled the beans.
"Nakagawa, how do you know? Could it be ---" Kotaro Kotoro's eyes widened.
To make matters worse, he must have noticed something. It is said that the intuition of natural sports boys is very accurate.
Momozawa Tsukiumi was inevitably a little worried.
"Are you actually my fans?"
After he said this, the whole place fell silent.
Senior Bokuto is actually an idiot, right?
"Are you an idiot? Senior Bokuto."
The words he was thinking in his mind suddenly appeared in his ears, it was Akawe Kyoji.
"Lucas Reed! You should obey me once in a while!" Mutu was already making a fuss. He was not as mature and steady as any senior, and was even a little childish.
Although everyone knows a little about his temper, but when you actually see it, you still find it very interesting.
"Because, I often run into Owen Parker and Bokuto-senpai after training at the entrance of the volleyball gym." Momozawa Tsukimi took a breath and interrupted them, "At that point, school has been out for a long time, right?"
"Hmm! After all, volleyball is fun!" Kotaro Kotaro, a straight-faced kid, completely forgot about the topic. He pointed to the milk tea on the table and asked, "Which one tastes better?"
Nakagawa Mei immediately recommended the hot chocolate she ordered with a great smile.
Unexpectedly, I learned a lot from Mutu, Mei. Shouldn't it be said that it is natural?
Lowering his head and taking a sip of milk tea, Momosawa Tsukimi slowly chewed the pearls in his mouth, thinking this.
"Lucas Reed, what are you drinking? I'm treating you today!"
What to drink...
Momozawa Tsukimi pricked up her ears silently, wanting to know his preference in this regard.
But knowingly or not, Akami Kyouji looked at Lyra Evans who was immersed in drinking milk tea: "Do you have any recommendations, Momosawa-san?"
A thin layer of water droplets seeped out from the wall of the cup, moistening Momozawa Tsukumi's fingertips. She exerted a slight pressure, and the cold touch brought her back to reality: "...Pearl milk tea, delicious."
At this moment, the person she liked pulled out a chair, sat next to her, and then read her name.
Momozawa Yuehai heard the other party seem to smile, very lightly, and he said to Bokuto who was waiting next to him: "Then let's have pearl milk tea... with ice. Thank you for your hard work, Bokuto is a senior."
Then, Akami Kyoji took out two tissues from the paper box on the table: "Wipe it, Momosawa-san."
How could someone speak so nicely? It was obviously just an ordinary surname, and many people called her that, but when he pronounced it, it was like some kind of melodious music.
Momosawa Tsukimi didn't understand, she couldn't even show a nice smile in response to the other party. So, she could only reach out dumbly to take the tissue, and then whispered her thanks.
The water droplets were quickly sucked away, leaving a wet mark on the paper towel.
Just like her heart soaked by warm water.
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two began to change, Asuka pulled out her phone and looked surprised and anxious: "Oops, our president is urging people. We have a meeting later."
"What?" Why didn't I know? Just as Mei was about to ask, her calf under the table was kicked lightly. She understood in a second, then patted her head, acting exaggeratedly, "It seems like such a thing!"
The two hurriedly packed up their things, patted Momozawa Tsukiumi on the shoulder, and gave her an encouraging look: "Then I'll see you tomorrow, Momotao, and say goodbye to Bokuto-senpai for us!"
Momosawa Tsukimi's outstretched fingertips only touched the hem of the other person's clothes, and then she watched helplessly as the two of them almost fled and disappeared outside the store.
Although she is very grateful to her friends for supporting her love, she is really afraid that she will do something bad to Senior Akwei.
"H-Sorry."
"Why are you apologizing?" Akaya Kyoji looked at her calmly.
Because the student union has no meetings to hold at all. And, she could hardly suppress her love for him.
After such contact with a crush, no one can remain calm, right?
Momosawa Yuehai remained silent, lowering her head and biting the straw, as if fighting against the cup of milk tea.
Akae Kyoji did not hold on to this topic. He moved his eyes away and looked at Bokuto who was waiting for the milk tea to be ready by the ordering counter.
"Momonosawa-san didn't join the club, right? Why did you stay home so late?"
Almost every Monday, they can see this aqua-blue figure after independent training, and by that time, more than two hours have passed since school.
Because she wants to take the same train home with you, the volleyball club usually trains very late, so she can't wait, and they have early training in the morning.
Only on Mondays when she had a day off, she could meet Kyōji Akakusa who had just entered the carriage at 7:43 in the morning. Independent training in the afternoon usually lasts about two hours. At that time, it is still bright and she can go home by herself.
"I'm practicing painting." Momozawa Yuehai raised her eyes slightly, her aqua eyes shining with tiny lights.
It wasn't a complete lie; while she was waiting, she was actually painting. It’s just that the purpose of waiting is not to draw.
But---
"But how did Owen Parker know that I didn't join the club?" Momosawa Tsukimi suppressed the upturned corners of her mouth, and her tone finally became lighter.
"It's also during lunch break. How could Senior Mutu know my name? We've obviously never spoken."
Counterattack an army.
Akao Kyouji wanted to laugh a little, and said, "Probably because Momosawa-san is quite famous in school."
*
Mutu soon came back with two cups of milk tea, and found that there were two people missing from the seats. He looked around with some confusion: "Where are Nakagawa and Fukuhara?"
"They have something urgent to do. Let's leave first." Momozawa Yue's expression did not change.
"Speaking of which, don't Senior Akei and Senior Mutu need to train on their own today?" She asked knowingly.
Wyatt Stone patted the crossbody bag placed on the chair next to him: "Akawei said he wanted to come to a sporting goods store nearby. As a senior, I had no choice but to accompany him!"
He put his hands on his H!ps proudly and puffed out his chest: "Who makes me the senior!"
It was exactly as she expected.
In fact, Momozawa Yuehai was sure that Akami Kyouji would come to this commercial street.
Today is the update day of Volleyball Weekly. Wyatt Stone will definitely want to buy it. In addition, the content of Shōnen Jump this week is very important. Together, you will not be afraid that Bokuto will not take the bait.
But Owen Parker and Bokuto-senpai have such a good relationship. Every time she finds him in school, she can see Wyatt Stone next to him.
"Don't you, Bokuto-senpai, also want to buy the latest volleyball weekly?" Akami Kyoji swallowed the crushed pearls, "And you're still asking for milk tea."
Look, she even considered this new milk tea shop.
The oldest boy among the three snorted a few times and asked confidently: "Don't you think it tastes bad?"
Momozawa Tsukimi secretly pricked up her ears, and she turned her body sideways thinking she was hidden.
"No." Akao Kyoji quickly glanced at the girl next to him who was peeking at him, and said in a gentle voice, "I think it tastes good."
Momosawa Tsuki's sea power---150%!
The tips of her ears were red, and her fingers were twisted together.
Hey, what's going on? The milk tea seems to have suddenly become sweeter and more delicious.
*
Wyatt Stone is a Jiraiya, as Momozawa Tsukiumi knew at noon.
The first time I formally spoke to her, I called her Momosawa-senpai, and when we met again in the afternoon, she became Momosawa.
She's not good at dealing with this kind of people, and she always feels like she can't stand them.
But surprisingly, she and senior Mutu got along quite well.
"I jumped up with a whoosh, then smashed the ball diagonally, and won the game!"
What a strange description...but Lyra Evans could actually understand it.
"Is it the fight with XX?"
"Oh! Did you see it?"
"Well, I was there. Bokuto-senpai is very good."
It is known that Wyatt Stone is a narcissistic and easily distracted volleyball idiot.
Therefore, it does not seem impossible for the following conversation to occur.
"It's decided!" Wyatt Stone's eyes were bright, "On Monday, Xiaotao, please come to the gym, and you can help me hold the ball."
Eh?
Why did you just call her Xiaotao? Is it going a little too fast?
Akae Kyoji sighed: "Senior Bokuto, you will be hated if you decide on your own without even asking Momosawa whether she has time or whether she can hold a ball."
Moreover, if he really wanted to support the ball, he, including the other seniors, were actually very willing. Even if one person was exhausted, he could replace him with someone else. He really didn't ask a girl who he just talked to for the first time today. necessary.
But due to some inexplicable thoughts, Akami Kyoji did not say these words.
"So, do you have time? Can you throw the ball?" He had no idea that his setter had thought so much in just one second. Wyatt Stone touched his chin and felt that what Akae just said made sense.
Momosawa Tsukimi didn't quite understand the other party's brain circuit, and she always felt that there seemed to be many shortcomings, but this did not affect her ability to respond.
Although she doesn't know how to hold a ball at all, she can learn it for the sake of love.
The volleyball club usually doesn't allow anyone to go in to watch. They can only go in to support when there are practice matches.
But Senior Mutu is the commander-in-chief. If he agrees, wouldn't she be able to go in openly and confidently?
Thank you to the God of Marriage, and thank you to the generous senior Mutu.
Momozawa Tsukimi remembered that a few weeks ago, she and the young tame Ran Guzuma had made an appointment to play games at his house, so she went to the other party's school Yinkoma to wait for him to finish his work.
Coincidentally, Grinding is also in the volleyball club and is also a setter.
She was sitting in the stands at the time. The boys in the volleyball club were very shy and novel at first, but after getting the head shot, they completely forgot about her existence and even changed their shirts on the spot.
Presumably these boys in Xiaogu don’t pay too much attention to it, right? After all, it is a sports club.
Then wouldn't she have a chance to see Senior Lucas Reed's...
Oops, my nose is a little warm.
Momosawa Tsukimi's eyes subconsciously fell on the meticulously dressed upper body of Akae Kyouji who was drinking milk tea obediently.
She had actually seen the opponent in his uniform. The muscle lines on his arms were just right, not too exaggerated, but they looked smooth and powerful.
Well, the thigh muscles are also beautiful.
She quickly looked away.
Help, if she continues to think about it, she will really be embarrassed and have a nosebleed.
Akami Kyouji shook his body and felt an inexplicable chill on his back.
It’s strange, it’s already June and the average temperature in Tokyo is 26°C, so why am I shivering?
*
It was just a cup of milk tea and would be finished soon. Even though Momozawa Yuehai had been grinding very hard, when both Mutu and Lucas Reed finished drinking, she could only get up together.
Mokuto-senpai will definitely go back and continue practicing volleyball.
Although it was a pity, there was a high probability that she would not be able to take the same train home as Owen Parker today.
"Lucas Reed, please help me with the ball for a while! Xiaotao, are you coming too?"
Sure enough.
Akae Kyouji did not refuse.
I really want to go with you, but...
"Sorry, Mokuto-senpai, I'm... a little busy today."
She needs to learn how to hold a ball first.
"Next week, I will definitely come next Monday."
Lyra Evans, who is a sports junkie, really thought that it was just a matter of holding the ball. It shouldn't be difficult, right?
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