Chapter 105
The pink smoke and sound of the Ten Years Rocket Launcher made Kurokawa Akishige feel a little dizzy. He felt the world spinning and there was a hazy smoke in front of his eyes. He choked and coughed a few times. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the mist in front of him, but as soon as he moved his hand, he felt something was wrong.
Kurokawa Akiwa's wrists were restrained, his arms tightly encircled around his waist. Veins could be vaguely seen in his firm, full muscles, as if he was trying his best to restrain his strength. Heat permeated the fabric, and the air was filled with the sound of another person's breathing, a panting that carried an indefinable meaning.
As the smoke cleared, Kurokawa Akiwa realized that he was sitting on someone else. His eyes were a little dazed, and his voice was very soft: "Amuro?"
He knew that he had been hit by the rocket launcher of the decade, and now he had swapped places with himself ten years later.
but……
Why was he sitting on Amuro Toru ten years later?
A warmth spread to the tips of Kurokawa Akiho's ears, and he didn't know where to put his hands. The warmth that belonged to another person continued to flow in.
Toru Amuro.
Strictly speaking, it is the trough zero ten years later.
There was a dark hue in Fūya Rei's purple-gray eyes. He looked at Kurokawa Akiwa from ten years ago, and sighed in his slightly hoarse voice, almost without movement.
"Ten Years of Bazooka."
He reluctantly let go of the palm that was holding Kurokawa Akiho's arm, but the hand around his waist did not move.
"Fortunately it's now." He felt helpless and wanted to laugh, his low and hoarse voice carrying an indescribable feeling.
He hesitated to speak.
Kurokawa Akishige didn't understand what he meant. The Amuro Toru in front of him seemed familiar yet unfamiliar. The blond public security officer exuded a mature aura.
The two of them were so close that he could even feel the slightly warm air exhaled by Rei Furuya's hoarse voice, and his breath felt like it tickling the side of his neck.
Kurokawa Akishige subconsciously held his breath, his fingertips tightened slightly, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.
What is going on?
Why is it like this between them?
Kurokawa Akiho's blue eyes looked a little unnatural. He pursed his lips slightly and tried to get up from Amuro Toru.
As a result, the hands around his waist made it impossible for him to move without exerting too much strength, and he was forced to continue to maintain the original posture.
Kurokawa Akiho's fair cheeks froze for a moment, and his gaze moved from Amuro Toru's face to the collar of his suit. His emotionally dull head turned with difficulty.
"Amuro?"
There was a depth in Fūya Rei's purple-gray eyes that had not yet dissipated. He reached out and rubbed Kurokawa Akiho's earlobe, which he didn't even notice was red.
"Qiu She looked so young ten years ago." There was a hint of teasing in the low tone.
Kurokawa Akiho was a little uncomfortable, his earlobe was tickled. He pushed Amuro Toru's shoulder with his palm, his voice stumbling: "Can you let me go first? It's too hot when you're too close."
It was very hot, even the air was hot, and Toru Amuro was like a big heater.
The hand on his waist was too tight, so he grabbed Toru Amuro's arm from behind and pushed it down.
No push.
Furuya Reimichi saw through Kurokawa Akishige's awkwardness, especially the fact that he was still holding on even though his ears were red. He slowly asked, "Does it hurt?"
He said caring words, but the arm across his waist showed no intention of letting go.
Kurokawa Akiho's fingertips curled up: "No."
It's just that the two people are too close.
He even sat on Amuro Toru, which was too intimate. Too intimate, these are things that only couples would do.
Furuya Rei buried his head in the side of Kurokawa Akishige's neck, tightened his arms around his waist, and said in a low voice: "Let me hold you for a while, it will be fine soon."
Instead of being let go, the contact became closer and closer.
The side of Kurokawa Akishige's neck was slightly itchy from being brushed by Furuya Rei's hair, and his warm breath sprinkled on his skin, raising a light red.
He bit his lip.
How come Toru Amuro is like this ten years later?
For some reason, Toru Amuro's body felt very hot, and when his breath brushed across the side of her neck, she shivered.
Kurokawa Akishige had no idea what to do with this situation. A faint blush gradually appeared on his snow-white cheeks. He licked his slightly dry lips with the tip of his tongue: "Fever? You're very hot."
Amuro Toru laughed muffledly, his nose rubbing lightly against the side of Kurokawa Akishige's neck.
His Qiu She still doesn't understand anything.
"Yeah." He responded softly and replied vaguely: "Maybe."
Kurokawa Akiho's fingertips blindly grabbed some of the suit fabric. Every time Amuro Toru said a word, the side of his neck would be touched vaguely, which felt very itchy.
"If you are sick, you should rest well." He whispered.
"Um."
Fūya Rei agreed readily, but his movements were slow and he showed no intention of letting go, his strong arms tightened.
Kurokawa Akiho couldn't sit still any longer, and placed his palm on Furuya Rei's shoulder: "This posture is too weird, Amuro."
Toru Amuro has been playing tricks all the time and has no intention of letting him go.
Kurokawa Akishige felt like his brain was unable to think and had become a mess.
What does this mean…?
Being so close to him and still not letting go.
No matter how slow-witted one is, it's hard not to think in that direction.
Furuya Rei's dark skin contrasted with Kurokawa Akiwa's skin. He gently rubbed Kurokawa Akiwa's cheek with his fingertips and whispered, "It's not strange. We are already partners, Akiwa."
Kurokawa Akiwa's blue eyes glazed over for a moment, and he opened his mouth: "What?"
"This is how all partners hug each other." Fūya Ling curled his lips, and their noses touched.
Kurokawa Akiho's brain stopped working, as if it had been overloaded and burned.
What did he just hear?
"No, wait." Kurokawa Akiwa stepped back, his tone filled with surprise: "You said we are a couple?"
Fūya Ling nodded, with a smile in his eyes: "Because I like you, and you happen to like me too."
Kurokawa Akiho opened his blue eyes wide, staring at Furuya Rei in a daze and shock. His cheeks turned red and a pink heat spread to his neck.
Toru Amuro said he liked him.
Toru Amuro ten years later.
"I like you very, very much." Deep in the purple-gray eyes was a bright and burning love.
Kurokawa Akifumi's cheeks burned hot, and his neck turned pink. He bit his lip and said, "You should save these words for me ten years from now."
Ten years ago, Toru Amuro definitely didn't like him, otherwise why would he have confiscated his game console and cartridges.
Rei Furuya recalled what happened during this time period in his memory, feeling somewhat helpless. He naturally changed the subject, which would make the young man in his arms furious: "What a pity, such a cute Qiu She can only watch for five minutes."
Kurokawa Akiwa's cheeks flushed and his blue eyes blinked slightly.
How could Toru Amuro speak so... so... ten years later?
He couldn't get angry. He didn't know what words to use to describe this situation. He felt strangely embarrassed. He pressed his palm firmly against Amuro Toru's shoulder and said, "Don't say anything yet."
The black-haired young man's thoughts were easy to read, especially now that his cheeks were flushed, like a frightened cat.
"Don't you like to hear this? But you're so cute, I can't control myself." Fūya Rei said slowly with a smile on his lips.
Kurokawa Akiho's ears were burning, so he simply raised his hand to cover Furuya Rei's mouth.
It’s too bad. How could Toru Amuro suddenly become so straightforward ten years later?
The five-minute time limit is neither fast nor slow. When Kurokawa Akiho just arrived here, Furuya Rei paid attention to the time and calculated that it was already close to five minutes.
Furuya Rei naturally held Kurokawa Akishige's hand and pinched his puffy cheeks: "It should be back soon."
Kurokawa Akishige grabbed Furuya Rei's wrist and said, "Don't pinch my face."
Whether it was Toru Amuro ten years ago or ten years later, Kurokawa Akishige finally felt something in common at this moment, and they both liked to pinch his face.
"Akira." Fūya Rei's purple-gray eyes stared at Kurokawa Akira, a sticky dark color in the depths of his eyes. He said in a low voice, "There is something you need to know."
Kurokawa Akiho was slightly stunned after touching it. He thought it was something very important. Even though the pink smoke spread again, he still focused his attention on listening to what Furuya Rei would say next.
"Next, absolutely don't get hit by the Ten Years Rocket Artillery again."
Kurokawa Akiwa blinked in confusion. What did this mean?
He opened his mouth, his vision distorted, and as the pink smoke dissipated, he was back in the amusement park from ten years later.
Recalling the changes in Amuro Toru after he first entered the world ten years ago, he suddenly came to his senses and his cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
Ten years later, Toru Amuro is too——!
"Qiu She?"
Toru Amuro's voice came from the side, and Kurokawa Akiho's body shook reflexively, and he turned his head suddenly to look at him.
Noticing the different attire, he realized he had traveled back ten years.
But I still find it difficult to face Mr. Gong'an's face.
He turned his back and patted his cheeks to cool down.
Toru Amuro looked at Kurokawa Akiwa's behavior, his brows slightly frowned, thinking of Kurokawa Akiwa whom he had just met ten years later, he lowered his eyelids and glanced at the tie in his hand.
Kurokawa Akishige adjusted his mood and turned his head, only to see Amuro Toru. He took a deep breath and told himself that he had returned to ten years ago.
Just as I was about to say something to ease the tense atmosphere, my eyes caught the tie in Toru Amuro's hand.
Amuro Toru was wearing casual clothes and didn't need a tie at all.
The color of this tie matches the color of the suit that Toru Amuro will wear ten years later.
No wonder Toru Amuro's collar is so messy.
"Have you seen me ten years from now?" Kurokawa Akifumi asked curiously, "What will I look like ten years from now?"
Amuro Toru's fingertips moved slightly, and he coughed lightly: "Same as you are now."
Kenji Hagiwara, who was at the scene, felt that he was very redundant at the time, including the guy who looked like he was one of them and took out a rocket launcher, they were just two bright light bulbs.
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