Chapter 10: I sing your eyes on the weekend, clear and pure, like Ma...



Chapter 10: I sing your eyes on the weekend, clear and pure, like Ma...

Saturday morning was another sunny and beautiful day.

Yuihara Kaoru put on a beautiful aqua blue dress and happily accompanied her grandmother to buy groceries. She also sent her restless grandfather to a volleyball club to be a coach.

After saying goodbye to her buddy, Kaoru took the train to the gate of Hyotei Academy.

Wow, these marble Roman-style doorposts, these flower beds filled with red roses, and this meter-high Greek relief fountain that looks like it cost a fortune...

It was as if someone had pasted the word "rich" onto her forehead. Unable to resist, Yuihara finally succumbed to the allure of money and snapped several photos.

When taking the last photo, a boy accidentally appeared in the photo.

Xiangcheng exclaimed "Huh" and looked up. The boy in the jersey was already very close to her.

"Excuse me, is this Yuihara Kaoru?"

Xiangcheng nodded blankly.

"Ah," Yuushi Oshima politely stepped aside and introduced himself, "I'm Yuushi Oshima. Manager Mizunoe is still recording the game, so please let me show you around the Hyotei campus."

Having greeted Mizunoe eight hundred times in her heart, Yuihara Kaoru put on a forced smile and said, "Thank you so much, Oshitsuki-kun."

"Please follow me." Yuushi Oshitari took the initiative to walk in front of Yuihara Kaoru, explained his purpose to the guard, and while leading her forward, he gave a brief introduction to the buildings and facilities they passed by.

Then there was a glorious silence - Yuihara Kaoru really wasn't the type of person you could chat with casually.

But Yuushi Ozuki didn't seem to mind and continued to walk with her like a gentleman. A few minutes later, the two of them arrived at Hyotei's tennis club.

I originally thought that Rikkai University attached great importance to the tennis club, but when compared with Hyotei, Rikkai University's tennis club suddenly looked shabby.

Which high school’s tennis court is divided into hard court and grass court? The court, divided into ten equal parts, takes up a huge space, and it is located in the prime area of ​​Tokyo where every inch of land is valuable. It is such a waste of land that all real estate developers would cry out.

Fortunately, Mizunoe Haruko had just finished recording a game, and she quickly trotted over and said to Oshitari Yuushi, "Thank you, Oshitari-kun, I'm sorry to bother you!"

Yuushi Oshitari said he didn't mind, greeted the two of them, and then quietly stepped away.

"This Oshitari-kun is quite polite." Yuihara Kaoru whispered to Mizunoe Haruko.

Mizunoe wrinkled her nose. "I sent a handsome guy out to pick you up. How does it compare to Rikkai University?"

Yuushi Oshizuka's back was straight and his navy blue semi-long hair was arranged in a messy yet orderly manner. After a quick glance at him, Yuihara Kaoru compared them in her heart.

"Then it's still Rikkai University."

Mizunoe Haruko understood: "You have already developed a Rikkai filter." - If you like playing volleyball, you will never play other ball sports. Once you set your sights on a place, you will think it is perfect.

"Of course!" Yuihara Kaoru, who sincerely felt that Rikkai University was very good at the moment, happily admitted that she did have a sense of belonging.

——After Mizunoe and the tennis club captain Keigo Atobe asked for leave, the two were able to enjoy half a day of freedom. Without any special plans, the two walked and chatted along the main street, and when they saw a store with a unique style, they went into it to browse.

Suddenly, a magical sports product store that had just opened attracted the attention of the two people. The furry volleyballs, tennis balls and other cute little things displayed in the window were really attractive.

When we walked into the store, which was only a few square meters, the layout was like a standing treasure rack. The boss said, "Pick for yourself!" and let the two of us shuttle around like mice entering a rice warehouse.

Within a quarter of an hour, both of them were clutching a pile of carefully selected goodies. After bagging their items and paying, Yuihara and Mizunoe simultaneously pulled something out of their respective bags—Yuihara Kaoru's was a Mikasa V300 volleyball-shaped doll, while Mizunoe Haruko's was a volleyball-shaped amulet.

"Ah! I was just about to buy this for you," Yuihara Kaoru spoke first, "and then I remembered that it always rains when you go out, so I changed it to a sunny doll!" Mizunoe Haruko couldn't help but laugh out loud, lowering her head, "It seems that even if we are not in the same place, our tastes are still similar!"

The two exchanged gifts, and Xiangcheng said, "So it's completely unreasonable to be afraid that our relationship will fade after we separate at the end of our junior year~"

"That's right!"

After lunch, Mizunoe Haruko sent Kaoru to the train station back to Kanagawa. After hugging Kaoru Yuihara, she said, "Actually... there might be a big surprise, but I won't tell you until I'm sure."

Yuihara Kaoru patted her back vigorously: "It's so annoying that you keep saying things halfway through!"

"Hurry up and get in the car. I won't tell you in advance! ... Of course, someone else might tell."

"Really?" Yuihara Kaoru turned around and walked a few steps before turning back and waving, "Let's go! Bye~"

"Goodbye~"

After returning home safely, Yuihara Xiangcheng's first act was to call her grandparents, then report back to her busy parents and a few friends. Then, after giving each of her two cats a good rub, she finally collapsed on the sofa, exhausted, and fell asleep.

More than an hour passed, and feeling the cat car pressing on his chest and almost suffocating, Yuihara Xiangcheng took a deep breath and finally woke up. He looked at Da Hu who was lying on his chest in surprise.

"Da Hu, you'll crush me to death one day," Yuhara Kaoru murmured to herself, and then as if to the cat, "You really should lose weight, Da Hu-chan."

The tiger raised its tail proudly and jumped onto the coffee table.

Forget it, accepting her fate, Yuihara Xiangcheng still added canned dinner food to the two cats. After making sure that Da Hu didn't steal Xiaoguai's food, she took the gardening shears from the tool rack in the garage, picked up the small bucket on the ground and went to the garden.

The weather was getting hotter, and the roses in the garden were climbing up the branches one after another like flowering machines. Every few days she had to cut some of them as fresh cut flowers to avoid too many flower buds affecting their growth.

Her pot of marigolds withstood the test. After half of it was dried up by the sun, Yuhara Kasumi moved it to a small corner where the sun could only reach it in the morning. Now it is finally blooming again. The small blue and purple flowers are growing closely together, full of the fragile yet tenacious aesthetics of life.

"For this problem, you first need to learn force analysis. Let's try it first. How many forces are there on it?"

"Slip force?"

"Yes, what else?"

"Friction?"

"besides?"

Yuihara Kaoru shook her head vigorously; this was her limit. Sakurai Rika slowly slammed her head on the table; this was also her limit for explaining the topic. Even cute gifts couldn't save her from the exhaustion.

Although this golden, soft, and the same size as a real volleyball plush volleyball is really cute!

Yukimura Seiichi, who was sitting on the left of Yuhara, looked at the two people struggling with physics with amusement, and finally picked up her exercise book in the face of Yuhara Kaoru's pleading eyes. The question required drawing a force analysis, but the drawing part had been wrinkled by the eraser, as if it would be punctured by just a light draw.

Yukimura picked up a piece of scratch paper and drew a picture that was almost identical to the original question before continuing his lecture. Yukihara Kaoru rested her chin on her hand and praised his drawing skills before moving back to listen.

"Gravity should always be directed toward the center of the Earth," Yukimura Seiichi casually drew a straight line pointing downwards. "So remember this before you do this question."

"Oh." Yukimura obediently followed the instructions and checked to see if there was anything wrong. "It's correct this time, shall we continue?"

Yuihara Kaoru finally revealed a smile of liberation from her poor student status: "Okay~!"

Here, Sakurai Rika took out her cell phone to cue Nioh: If it weren’t for the sound of taking pictures, I really want to show you this scene!

Niou Masaharu: What? What? Tell me now.

Sakurai Rika: As punishment for your desertion, I won't tell you!

Niou Masaharu: I'm innocent! It was Yukimura who hinted at me not to go. Who knew you would go?

Sakurai Rika: Great, so I'll be the only one to be the third wheel?

Niou Masaharu: If I had known there was a show to watch, I would have come no matter what Yukimura said.

Sakurai Rika: It's too late, this is what happens when you succumb to Yukimura's tyranny!

After sending the message and putting away her phone, Sakurai Rika suddenly had a strange feeling that even though she was just a third wheel, it seemed like it was quite nice to see them up close.

Having successfully understood the first question, Yuihara Kaoru swiftly practiced several similar exercises. Solving the puzzles she couldn't handle was a truly rewarding experience, transforming this otherwise immersive Sunday afternoon into something truly wonderful.

The good mood only lasts until I finish the same type of questions.

I don’t know why the teacher’s explanations in class are so simple, but I can’t solve any problems when I do exercises.

Seeing Yuihara Kaoru's frowning face, Sakurai Rika immediately turned her head away and pretended to be busy.

He looked at Yukimura Seiichi again, pleading for help. He quickly placed a brass bookmark between the pages of his poetry collection and took a look at Yukimura's exercise book.

Yukihara Kaoru, who was temporarily doing nothing, lay sideways on his arm. Looking at Yukimura Seiichi from this angle, one could clearly see that his eyes were actually very sharp, and his iris-purple pupils happened to match his hair color. At this moment, when he stared at the question seriously, it seemed as if he had taken off a disguise called "gentle" and became mysterious.

What kind of person is Yukimura Seiichi?

A moment later, Yukimura's eyes met Yukimura's. She quickly looked away, but she couldn't ignore the thrill she felt when she saw his eyes.

Like an ordinary treetop growing on the top of Mount Fuji, at the moment the sun shines, a drop of icicle turns into spring water and flows into the frost-covered earth.

For the first time, Yukihara Kaoru felt like escaping from Yukimura Seiichi.

She suppressed her inner anxiety and listened to the questions. After coming back to her senses, she quietly wrote down a few questions and then quickly changed to another one.

If you don’t know, you can ask Rika tomorrow.

Yukimura Seiichi put his left hand behind his ear and silently read the poem in front of him in a very good mood.

"I sing of your eyes, clear and pure

Like agate gold"

The author has something to say:

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"I sing of your eyes, clear and pure, like agate and gold" - Verlaine's "Serenade"

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