Chapter 40 A fulfilling day of maintenance
Niou Masaharu came over with a smirk and said, "Xiangcheng, tell me what other advantages Fuji-kun has?"
Before Xiangcheng could say anything, Yukimura's eyes had already reached him, and Niou immediately zipped up his mouth.
"You two should go back first," Yukimura interrupted Yuiwa, who was about to speak, and said to Niou and the others, "Yuiwa and I will go down and fix the phone."
Sanada nodded and said, "Let me take your tennis bag back for you first."
"Okay," Yukimura took the tennis bag off his shoulder and handed it to Sanada's waiting hands.
"I'm sorry to bother you," Xiangcheng protested weakly, "There's really no need to rush."
Yukimura ignored her words and discussed tomorrow's training plan with Sanada and Yanagi Renji. Kaoru had no choice but to stand beside him and was forced to listen to the tennis club's top-secret information.
There were too many unexpected events today - Xiangcheng thought to herself, it was a little difficult for her brain to process them. Why did Yukimura insist on taking her to get her phone repaired?
And there is no chance to refuse.
Soon, the others said goodbye to them and left first.
Xiangcheng watched their backs gradually disappear in the rain. These people were walking too fast!
"Let's go downtown and get something to eat first. There are a few repair shops nearby. We can go there after we finish eating. Is that okay?"
Yukimura Seiichi asked as he opened the map on his phone with one hand.
Xiangcheng agreed. Yukimura nodded and walked on in silence.
Soon the two walked side by side to the station outside the park, but Yukimura did not stop, but continued to walk forward without looking around.
Xiang Cheng was stunned for a moment and then took two steps to catch up: "Aren't you going to take the bus?"
Yukimura said, "Let's take a taxi."
"It's so expensive," Xiangcheng muttered, "It must be several kilometers from here."
"It's okay." As he said that, he stopped a taxi, opened the door, and held the umbrella forward, motioning Xiangcheng to get in first.
While Xiangcheng was moving inside, Yukimura also got in. He reached out of the car to shake the water off his umbrella, took the umbrella cover handed to him by the driver, politely told the address he was going to, put the umbrella away, placed it on the floor mat, and closed the car door.
The rain outside the car window showed no sign of stopping. The driver was driving very slowly. Xiangcheng looked at the blurry scenery outside the window and then realized that maybe she was stuck on the train this morning, so Yukimura took her away.
With the sudden braking, Xiangcheng fell forward uncontrollably. Yukimura quickly reached out and held her shoulders and pulled her back, preventing her from having close contact with the backrest of the front seat.
In front of her was a seatbelt restraining her, and behind her was Yukimura's arm around her shoulders. And his right hand, gripping her shoulder, was hot and strong.
"Are you okay, Xiangcheng?" Yukimura asked worriedly.
Xiangcheng turned around and said, "It's okay!" Yukimura then let go of her shoulders and pulled back his hand.
The place where his hand pressed seemed to still retain the oppressive heat.
But Yukimura didn't seem to want to talk to her yet... He just stared out the window, just like Yuizu just now.
Xiangcheng looked at him, turned her head and looked at him again after a while, and finally supported her elbows on her knees in frustration, then supported her chin with her hands and stared straight ahead.
Yukimura lowered his eyes and sighed silently.
The driver looked at the two of them in the rearview mirror and suddenly laughed out loud: "Two of them, are they arguing?"
"No..." they both answered in unison.
"It's great to be young," the uncle sighed, "to fall in love, to bicker..."
Xiangcheng immediately corrected him: "Uncle, we are not in a relationship, we are just good friends."
"Oh?" The uncle looked at the boy sitting upright and said, "Hahaha, so that's it!"
I couldn't help but add, "It's normal to quarrel, but don't go into a cold war—in love, not friendship, the most feared thing is the loss of communication, hahaha..."
Yukimura curled his lips: "We are not in a cold war."
"You're obviously not talking to me." Xiangcheng retorted.
The uncle looked very proud - see, that's what he said.
"Oh, we're here." The uncle slowly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car. Xiangcheng took out the fare from her coin purse and was about to hand it over, but Yukimura's hand passed over her and had already paid.
Then he opened the car door, walked out, opened the umbrella, and waited for Xiangcheng to come down.
"It's my turn to pay," Xiangcheng stared at him, wanting to return the fare that she had been holding in her hand to Yukimura.
Yukimura made no move to offer his hand, so Kaoru hurriedly said, "I know you must be afraid I wouldn't dare take the train, so you took a taxi... I should pay."
Yukimura gently touched her forehead with his thumb, and it looked less red. He then pressed down the wrist she stubbornly stretched out to him, and then said, "If you hadn't come to watch the game, you wouldn't have been hurt."
His fingertips were still on Xiangcheng's wrist. Xiangcheng looked down and said, "That's not how it's calculated..."
Yukimura slowly put his arm around her wrist and said, "What else? You must be scared after being trapped for so long."
"No..." Xiangcheng looked up blankly. Yukimura looked much better now, so she said with relief, "I'm just very anxious. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the competition."
Yukimura smiled broadly, "I'm really sorry to disappoint you... We only played three games today, and I didn't play."
Then I didn’t come here just to see you—Xiangcheng argued in her heart, but was smart enough not to say it out loud.
"I thought you were mad because I praised Fuji-kun!"
Yukimura thought of this again: "Oh? Xiangcheng hasn't forgotten Fuji yet?"
Xiangcheng shut up decisively.
"Yeah... indeed, Xiangcheng has never praised a boy she just met like that!"
The strength on the wrist seemed to be stronger.
"Haha, no no... let's go eat!" Xiangcheng immediately changed the subject.
Yukimura snorted, secretly squeezed Xiangcheng's wrist, and then walked into a grilled fish restaurant.
Because of the heavy rain, there were not many people dining in the restaurant even though it was lunchtime. The two of them easily found a table by the window. After sitting down face to face, Xiangcheng secretly rubbed his numb wrist.
Yukimura smiled and pretended to be looking at the menu carefully, but her actions comforted him well.
When the grilled fish was served, Yukimura asked Xiangcheng to wait a moment, then took Xiangcheng's plate in front of him. Under Xiangcheng's puzzled gaze, he picked up the chopsticks and began to pick out the whole and boneless fish meat from the fish bones bit by bit.
In less than two or three minutes, Yukimura had already processed the fish, leaving only a complete fish skeleton on the plate. Xiangcheng clapped his hands in a gesture of respect: "Wow, you are so good!"
Yukimura didn't show off this skill the last time they went to eat grilled fish!
Yukimura brought back Yuzuki's plate and said, "Okay, eat quickly." Then he started to process the second fish.
His expression was focused and serious, and it seemed that there was only the fish in his eyes.
Xiangcheng burst into laughter, and Yukimura raised an eyebrow and asked her what was wrong.
Xiangcheng waved her hands, still unable to stop laughing.
She looked at the poor, crispy and delicious little fish, and thought happily, Yukimura's loving and focused eyes are actually just for eating you, hahahahaha!
Seeing that the bones of the second fish were also exposed, the two said to each other, "I'm starting!" and started to taste today's delicacy.
As soon as she took a bite, the crispy outside and tender inside texture and the salty aroma instantly captured her taste buds. Her eyes lit up and she said, "It's delicious!"
"I think so too," Yukimura reminded himself to bookmark this shop later, then helped Xiangcheng fill a bowl of fish soup. "How about trying this too?"
“Not bad!”
"What about this?"
......
When we walked out of the grilled fish restaurant, the weather gradually cleared up, and the air outside was stuffy and hot.
"Let's go, let's go to the repair shop." Yukimura looked at Xiangcheng who was rubbing her stomach with amusement: "Did you eat too much?"
"A little bit." Xiangcheng put down her hand, feeling a little embarrassed, but then she thought, she had eaten a huge bowl of ramen in front of Yukimura, so it was understandable that she ate so much!
After a few steps, they found a repair shop. The shop was well-air-conditioned. The owner held Xiangcheng's phone and looked at it carefully. "It's okay, just the outer screen needs to be replaced, which may take about two hours."
"Ah, do we have to wait that long?" Xiang Cheng looked at Yukimura: "How about we go back to Kanagawa and practice slowly?"
Yukimura offered an offer that was hard to refuse: "Since we're here, let's fix it right away!"
The boss also made a suggestion: "I can also help you check if there is any leakage. If you wait too long and there are these problems, it will not only cost you to replace the screen."
Xiang Cheng had no choice but to agree, but worried that the waiting time would be too boring, she asked, "Boss, is there anywhere we can go for a walk around here?"
The boss thought for a moment and said, "If you walk a little further east, there's a small art gallery. They might be holding some kind of exhibition right now... Then there's the park."
Xiangcheng turned around and waited for Yukimura to make a decision. Yukimura asked, "Is the art museum okay?"
"Okay!" Xiangcheng had no objection. It was she who wasted Yukimura's time today.
After paying the deposit before Yukimura this time, Xiangcheng finally took Yukimura away with satisfaction.
She pushed Yukimura out of the store and walked twenty meters along the street before Yukimura sighed, "I know you're happy to pay, but..."
"We are getting further and further away from the art museum!"
"Ah, really?" Xiangcheng finally realized that they should be walking with their backs to the sun.
"Hehe, why is it a bit sunny?"
"You..."
When they reached the entrance of the art museum, they were surprised to find that this small privately-run art museum did not require an appointment, and today happened to be a free admission day.
"We are so lucky~"
"Yes," Yukimura opened the glass door and let Xiangcheng in first, "It's really lucky."
Xiang Cheng whispered, "But I might not understand it."
Yukimura comforted her gently: "It's okay, just think of it as accompanying me for a stroll."
"Hmm~"
There are no works by famous artists here, and the area is full of wild interest. Yukimura occasionally stops in front of works with fresh images or works that clearly convey positive emotions.
Rather than appreciating these paintings, Xiangcheng's eyes lingered more on Yukimura.
How did he develop so comprehensively in moral, intellectual, physical and aesthetic aspects?
They were all of the same age, and she was exhausted just by doing one thing well.
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