If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

To put it bluntly, I have never missed each other, and I don't feel any joy about this encounter.

...Xiao Jing never missed me?

The sparrow flapping its wings and landing on the canopy above the two of them shook its branches, and the dense leaves "rustled".

As if attracted by the sound, Mai raised his head and looked at the branches that were stacked together to block the sun. The light pink hair with a candy-like sweet smell poured down from the back of his head, just like fine candy stretched by a machine in a factory. Silk.

Some godless beautiful eyes indicate that the girl is not really looking at the sparrow hidden in the layers of branches, she is just scared by her own thoughts, and then borrows other things to distract herself and relieve herself. Feeling.

Then take advantage of the gap in the conversation created by this upward motion to think.

Then came the conclusion.

...What, it turns out that Xiao Jing is angry with me~

So cute, she looks like a child at such a big age~

The strawberry jelly girl wrinkled her white and tender nose, looking as happy as if she saw a super cute animal.

But she thought again.

...Even so, I didn't feel that Xiaojing cherished me even more because of my departure. Why is that?Is it because you believe that I will definitely come back?So I didn't lose my feeling at all, it's just that I'm a little angry because I haven't contacted him all this time... Is that so?

Then my plan is only half successful!

In this case, there is no guarantee that he can beat Xiaojing's sister 100%!

Is there any way to make Xiaojing realize that he should cherish me...

Kyosuke slowly leaned his body against the back of the bench. The girl who was some distance away in front of him seemed to be attracted by the sparrow that had already flown away. Idlely thinking about something and nothing.

...She seems to have lost a lot of weight. Although I don't remember what she looked like before, I don't have the dangerous-thin feeling—that is, being dangerously thin—in my impression.

She has also paid a lot to be an idol, which is worthy of admiration.

But having said that, speaking of idols... the handsome blond guy who took her away a year ago wouldn't be her manager, right?

If you read that right, the guy who drove her yesterday was that handsome blond guy. Could it be that it's actually not her boyfriend but her manager?

Kyosuke is a very curious person, and when he found such a blind spot, he wanted to ask directly.

But he thought about it for a while, and felt that it would be impolite to pry into someone's privacy if he asked her directly whether that person was her boyfriend or her manager.

Because the topic of boyfriend is a bit sensitive.

So he changed the way of asking: "Student Tamura, the person who drove you yesterday is your manager, right?"

Kyosuke thinks that asking like this leaves a lot of room for Mai to answer, even if that person is really her boyfriend and she doesn't want to expose it because of her idol status, she can simply get over it.

"Ok?"

It took a second or two for Kyosuke's voice to fall before Mai realized it, and looked at Kyosuke with her fingertips running through her hair: "Ah, yes, it's my manager..."

Before he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

... Isn't this a good opportunity?

Great opportunity to make Kyung realize how hard it would be to lose me!

So Mai went on directly: "... man, he is also my boyfriend."

Xiao Jing's expression froze for a moment in his field of vision.

After the word "friend" came out of her mouth, the idol girl suddenly felt a little regretful, she lightly bit her lower lip with her neat white teeth.

...Is it not good to lie to Xiaojing like this?

She thought to herself.

And it feels like it will deal a big blow to him...

Alas, I've said it all, tell him the truth as soon as he realizes that he should cherish me.

When the time comes, let him...

The knees under the sackcloth dress rubbed against each other, and the bony knees were as beautiful as carefully carved handicrafts.

But the response that came to the ear was unexpected and still in the tone of a normal chat.

I saw Kyosuke scratching his own cheek, and grinning in embarrassment: "Uh... It's not good to tell me such a thing? Are you not an idol? You should hide your boyfriend or something." ?”

……what?

Just... such a reaction?

Mai's eyes gradually widened, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

In his eyes, Kyosuke was neither sad nor shocked, as if he had heard something that had nothing to do with him, and he just commented from an objective point of view.

And this kind of discourse is still going on: "But don't worry, I will pretend that you haven't said this, and I will never tell others. And you think, I'm an ordinary high school student, even if I tell others, I won't tell anyone." Believe me, you can rest assured."

Suddenly, after understanding the meaning revealed in his words, Mai felt as if her heart was being clamped by a pair of pliers, and every ordinary utterance of Kyosuke made the pliers tighter and tighter. Until the pain that spread from the left side of the chest to the entire chest became clearer.

The tiny air slowly escaped from her lips, but when she wanted to inhale again, she couldn't inhale it as if it was blocked.

A suffocating sense of sadness filled his chest.

...Could it be that I was wrong from the beginning?