If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

wrapped in his warmth.

Following Kyosuke's deliberately slowed pace, he walked out of the classroom with his hand in his hand. In the long and empty corridor that stretched forward with only two people, Yukino quietly leaned on Kyosuke's equally slender shoulders.

The pretty face with cascading black hair on both sides turned to him, flicked its tongue in his ear and asked softly, "What happened? You don't seem to be in a very good mood."

Kyousuke pursed his lips, just like Yukino would do sometimes, and subconsciously stroked the tender skin on the back of the girl's hand with his thumb. It was cool, like delicate agar.

"It brought back... some bad memories from the past..."

Slightly hesitant to speak, Kyosuke actually didn't quite understand what was going on with the messy emotions in his heart.

It was like a tangle of hemp stuck in his chest, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

If it was Kyosuke who used to be alone, he would bite his lips, take two deep breaths after encountering such an uncomfortable mood, and if he couldn't do it, he would punch the table or wall twice, and it was over.

But now it's different, and it's an easily noticeable shift.

After leaving the small garden and turning into the spacious main road, Kyosuke just wanted to go back to the teaching building, the international education class,

See you soon Yukino.

To meet the girl who was really, really, really, really close to me.

So after seeing this Miss Xue Nu who was so gentle to him, it was rare for him to take the initiative to reach out to her, as if reaching out to the only certain thing in the chaotic turbulence.

He could feel his hand trembling slightly the moment he handed it out, and he knew that Xue Nao had noticed this.

She stared at her hand for two seconds.

After discovering this, she didn't ask any questions. Instead, she obediently handed her hand into her own hand, until she reached the corridor and felt that she was no longer trembling through the hand held in her palm. asked gently.

Make yourself easy to talk and vent your mood.

"Is it a bad memory..." The girl's voice next to the ear was very soft, very close, soft as cotton, like a cloud of mist, calming Kyosuke's mood: "Your memories are full of mines like mine."

"yes……"

Just as Kyosuke was about to grin bitterly, he felt a soft and slender body sticking to his arm. His body temperature was slightly lower, and the ups and downs were not so high, but he was still squeezed by the soft cheese like a cushion. The slender arms wrapped around her elbows like vines, and the back of her hands stroked the silky fabric at the junction of the girl's shirt and school uniform skirt, and pressed against her lower abdomen, which was much warmer than other places on her body.

She could even clearly feel the soft air flow on the side of her face when she exhaled.

Kyosuke turned his head suddenly, and looked at this beautiful girl above Youda who was not yet in love, and a sweet breath enveloped him.

Yukino, who was always very independent in the past and was very strong when facing other people, now hugged his arm like a small bird, and her figure, which was slightly shorter than him, made her slightly raise her head and raise her head. A pair of long and narrow eyes that are so clear that it makes people intoxicated.

Looking into Kyousuke's eyes: "Then create some beautiful new memories and replace them."

The gentle voice sounded like a cloud of mist spreading in Kyosuke's ear canal, and he nodded in a daze, staring blankly at his own reflection in those big lake-like eyes, slowly closing the eyes in his vision The white eyelids covered the reflection, the dark and slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the corners of the eyes were slightly curved, revealing a smile that made Kyosuke feel so warm just by looking at his eyes.

Accompanied by the same tender words: "Together we create."

"Um……"

Looking at the warm motherly smile on the girl's pale and pretty face, and feeling the girl's never-before-shown, highly contrasting little bird, Kyosuke suddenly felt a little numb around his eyes, and his vision was like a blur. It was covered with a layer of water mist, the corners of the eyes became hot, and the tears slid down the cheeks, which turned cold.

"Oh, why are you crying..."

Like coaxing a child, Yukino hurriedly pulled out a tissue from her skirt pocket with that gentle smile still on her face, pinched it with her slender white fingers, and moved her big eyes slightly closer to Kyosuke, carefully wiping away his tears.

280 Journey with You (Part [-])

The soft tissue was wet with tears, and the girl's original preparation for peeing was now used for other purposes.

Kyosuke closed his eyes, letting Yukino's cool hand wipe his cheeks carefully.He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily as if he wanted to spit out the deepest accumulation of depression.

Miss Xue Nu, who was disturbed by this breath and her sideburns, smiled half itchy and half doting, and squeezed the completely soaked tissue into a ball in her white hand, and stuffed it into another pocket.

At this time, Kyosuke had stopped crying after a year. He pursed his lips, turned his head in embarrassment, wiped his eyes, and secretly glanced at Yukino who was still clinging to him from the corner of his eyes.

The black-haired girl slightly bent her mouth and showed him a small but soft smile.

Kyosuke guessed that he was probably blushing.

He mustered up the courage to turn around, and looked at Yukino who had been looking at him. The words he had prepared in his mind were [I'm sorry, Yukino, I should have taken care of you when you were unwell, but I caused you trouble], But when he noticed the obvious warmth in the girl's big black and white eyes, he blurted out: "Thank you, Xue Nai, for taking care of me like this when I'm not feeling well, and it's time for me to take care of you next. "

"..." This time it was Xue Nai who looked away embarrassingly, she looked down at her toes, a slight blush floated on her pale cheeks, and the little leather shoes moved slightly on the stone bricks of the ground, making a sound. The crisp sound of "click".

The voice was thin, without the usual cold and strong feeling: "...you said so provocatively, do you think you can fool me by doing this... Ah, it seems that you have already deceived me, you..."

It seems that he habitually wants to speak harshly, but he suddenly stopped halfway through speaking, and paused for two seconds with his thin lips pouted, until finally he couldn't bear to speak harshly to Kyosuke.

Like a ball of snow that has melted into warm water, the small leather shoes on her feet lightly knocked against Jingsuke's leather shoes: "... hurry up, don't waste any more."

"Um…"

Kyosuke turned his head to look at the girl who was still holding his arms, raised his feet, and walked towards the gate of the teaching building at a slower pace than usual.

The daylight outside is still bright.

There wasn't a single student on the main road leading to the gate, and everyone who should have left had already left, and if they didn't leave at this time, they wouldn't leave in a short time.

Kyosuke, who is walking slowly, feels a bit like playing with two people and three legs. While paying attention to the steps of the person next to him who is connected by arms, he walks forward. It feels like he has more feet, as if he is blending with the people around him. as one.

Yukino's body temperature was still a little low, and when she felt it from the body close to her, Kyosuke had the urge to hold her in his arms and warm her up.

Probably because he noticed Kyosuke's gaze, Yukino, who was looking at the front, tilted his head and looked at him. Kyosuke could feel the slender fingers on his arm tighten slightly the moment he met Yukino's eyes.

He opened his mouth and asked, "...is it uncomfortable?"