Chapter 48 Chapter 48 (Second update) Umihara Festival II...
"You two, do you have anything to tell me?"
Xiao Hei and Mo Mo stood in a row, looking at each other, not understanding what she wanted to hear.
Xiao Hei hesitated and said, "Um... I asked my ex-girlfriend to get back together but she rejected me?"
"I've already told Xiangcheng about that." Grinding added, making Xiaohei look very upset.
"Mo Mo bought a new game but didn't ask you to play it with him?" Xiao Hei thought of something.
Mo Mo was about to explain when Xiang Cheng snorted, "Anything else?"
Xiao Hei rolled his eyes. "Also... did Momo ruin the 'Sorry, My Hand Slipped' T-shirt you gave him?"
Molu continued, "Xiao Hei praised our school's women's volleyball team's main attacker as being much better than you."
Xiangcheng glared at Kuroo, his tone dangerous: "Kuroo Tielang, how dare you step on me?"
Xiao Hei scratched the back of his head and smiled flatteringly: "Ah, of course you are the best. Isn't that a social requirement? Hahahaha..."
"Okay, okay," Xiangcheng almost forgot her original intention and walked to the edge of the rooftop to sit down. "You two are confessing without being asked."
She patted the space next to her, and the two confused people sat down nervously to her right.
Xiangcheng suddenly lowered her voice: "My grandpa... is he seriously ill?"
Xiao Hei and Mo Mo looked at each other, not knowing how to start.
Xiangcheng said to herself, "The last time I went back to Tokyo, during the summer vacation, he was often away from home. Grandma said he was visiting friends."
"Was he in the hospital at that time?"
Xiao Hei put away his joking expression and became serious: "Yes... Grandpa Chen Sheng's health... He is always in the hospital every few days."
Xiang Cheng sighed: "Why am I so stupid?"
Kuroo Tetsuro sat closer. "Kaoru, it's wrong to keep this from you, but this is what Grandpa Tatsuo asked. He's been asking us not to tell you."
"Yes..." Mo Li thought for a moment, "I'm afraid you won't study well in Kanagawa, and I'm afraid you'll worry."
Kuroo Tetsuro looked off into the distance. From this angle, he could just catch a glimpse of the ocean. "Grandpa Tatsuo always said he preferred to be straightforward rather than have someone worry about him all the time."
But this body tortured him like this and wouldn't let him have enough pleasure.
Sometimes when he can't bear the pain any more, he wants to end it all, but he is afraid that this method will leave a shadow on you, and escaping is not his style.
Xiang Cheng pursed her lips and suddenly raised the corners of her mouth: "Bad old man."
He stood up, turned to the two of them and said, "Let's go back to Tokyo."
She stood there firmly, waiting for the two men to stand up.
Kuroo Tetsuro stared into her red eyes and said, "Don't be impulsive."
Xiangcheng stammered without making a sound, just waiting for them stubbornly.
Kuroo Tetsuro brushed the dirt off his pants and stood up. He pulled the grinder again and walked over to Xiang Cheng: "Don't be impulsive... You said you still have a performance."
"You have to finish one thing properly. Have you forgotten what Grandpa Chen Sheng said?"
Xiangcheng couldn't control her tears any longer. "How could you do this? This is unfair to me!"
The Xiangcheng in front of him gradually overlapped with the little Xiangcheng who followed behind him and was scolded by Grandpa Tatsuo when she was a child. Kuroo Tetsuro exhaled and pressed her head against his shoulder.
"Okay, okay...we were wrong."
Mo Li took out a tissue from his pocket and held it in his hand silently.
Xiangcheng's crying was still the same as when she was a child, without any sound, only the increasingly rapid breathing and soft sobs.
"It's okay," Kuroo patted her head, "It's going to be okay."
After an unknown amount of time, Yukimura finally found this place with Fuji's hint. He opened the door to the rooftop and saw the crying Xiangcheng.
Kuroo waved at him and said, "Kaguya, Yukimura-kun is here~"
The crying stopped abruptly. Xiangcheng sniffed but still didn't move her head away.
After Mamo handed over a tissue with understanding, Xiang Cheng covered her face and turned away. Kuroo Tetsuro shook his clothes: "Hey! New clothes!"
Xiangcheng stepped on him hard, and Heiwei hissed, "Hey! New shoes!"
Seeing that Xiangcheng, who was covering her face, was about to step on him again, Kuroo dodged. Mamo handed the remaining tissue to Yukimura and said with a sense of relief: "Leave it to you——"
He's really not very good at comforting people.
Yukimura nodded and asked quietly, "What's wrong?"
Kuroo and Mamo exchanged a look, "Um—family matters."
Yukimura nodded and didn't ask for any more details.
He didn't try to guess what it was, but just walked towards Xiangcheng who was wiping her tears frantically with her back to him.
Then he remembered something and turned to ask Kuroo who was wiping his clothes: "Kuroo-kun, do you want to change your clothes? I have spare clothes."
Kuroo stretched out his arms and waved them: "It's okay, it will dry in a while."
Mo Mo also turned around: "Then...we'll leave first."
Yukimura smiled and saw them off, and when he turned around, Xiangcheng had already sat back on the rooftop.
She was still holding a piece of paper to cover her eyes, but Yukimura didn't take it away. Instead, he sat down too.
"Um... do you want to tell me what happened?"
Xiangcheng shook her head slightly, and Yukimura looked away consciously when he saw her expression.
"Don't make jokes about Louis XVI anymore."
Xiangcheng forgot that her eyes were still covered and looked at Yukimura in confusion.
Yukimura said in a deep voice: "Because...joking has to come to an end."
Xiangcheng pulled off the tissue and said in a muffled voice, "Yukimura Seiichi, you're telling jokes about hell too."
"Hmm..." Yukimura saw that she looked like a little rabbit at the moment: "So do you think Louis XVI was wronged?"
Huh? Is this a history question or...? Xiangcheng's attention was drawn back. She shook her head and was about to say, "We didn't learn about this in history class," but Yukimura replied, "That's not unfair..."
"Ah?" Is it really a historical issue?
Then Yukimura took the corner of the tissue in his hand and pressed it against the corner of her eye: "Because... every injustice has its perpetrators."
Xiangcheng laughed heartbreakingly, and the tears that had accumulated in her eyes flowed out.
"You can actually tell a hell joke. Really..."
"In order to follow your train of thought, I have also studied it seriously."
"I'm sorry, and thank you." Xiangcheng said this without thinking.
Yukimura was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Nothing."
Xiangcheng paused for a moment and asked Yukimura, "Do I look normal?"
Yukimura looked into her eyes carefully: "It's okay, if you don't stare at it, you shouldn't be able to see it."
"That's good," Xiangcheng sniffed, "I'm hungry and need to eat."
"Okay." Yukimura pulled her up.
If there is anything... let's talk about it after the Kaihara Festival is over.
The afternoon was busy again, and Xiangcheng didn't have time to think so much. She only remembered being harassed by several senior students, doing makeup, styling, and changing clothes.
When I opened my eyes again, they were already standing on the stage.
No, no, no, you're not nervous, you won't be clumsy.
I also have to smile, expression is very important - no, I can't open the corners of my mouth at all.
Mizunoe Haruko and Kuroo Tetsuro covered their eyes in tacit understanding in different audience areas.
For example, athletic talent and dancing talent are two different things.
Yukimura didn't smile much, and the phone recording the video was shaking slightly, but soon he was attracted by Yuihara Kaoru who was standing next to him in the video.
The bionic robot that has been selling very well recently may be similar to Xiangcheng?
Anyway, after coming down from the stage and sitting back in the audience, Xiangcheng received one emoticon after another from his friends.
[I am the robot Yuihara Kaoru]
[Yuhara Kaoru is very unhappy dancing for you]
[Destroy it]
…
It was so dark that it made my eyes go darker and darker.
Igarashi-senpai came over and said, "It's great! To be honest, hahahahahahaha I didn't expect you to be able to dance correctly!"
Thanks, but I wasn't comforted.
Rika also put her arm around her shoulder: "Hahahaha, when I glanced at you from the corner of my eye, you really looked like Misaki-sensei!"
"Death ray! I'll stare you to death!"
While Rika was still making gestures, Xiangcheng curled up into a ball with a look of despair.
The host announced at the right moment: "Next, please enjoy the men's tennis team's performance: the play 'Snow White'!"
Eh? Didn't you say there were no shows?
Amidst everyone's anticipation, the emotionless narrator mechanically recited the lines: "A long time ago, there was a country called Rikkai University. The king of this country, Sanada-kun, married a queen from a distant land..."
Xiangcheng carefully identified it: "Huh? Is that Oshitari-kun?"
It’s not enough to just visit, they even put on a performance. What a deep friendship!
Oshitari, wearing a palace-style robe, walked stiffly onto the stage. His lips moved, but he was actually complaining furiously, "Why is it Jiro who gets to eat the cake, while I'm the one without the gift certificates to pay off my debts?! My lifelong reputation... and if Atobe hadn't insisted on using all the gift certificates to buy the most expensive drinks, we wouldn't have ended up like this..."
Unfortunately, at this moment he could only gracefully hold Sanada's hand. The two straight men shook their bodies and finished the show with extraordinary perseverance.
The narrator continues: "The king and the former queen had a very beautiful daughter named Yazhi."
"Hahahahahaha..." The students of Rikkai University burst into laughter as they watched Princess Masaharu appear.
Xiang Cheng wiped away the tears of laughter and said, "Come to think of it, Niou's skin is really quite like Snow White, hahaha!"
Rika couldn't agree more: "The princess's hobby is sewing. It fits her character perfectly."
The narration continued: "The new queen couldn't stand the beautiful Princess Masaharu and tried every means to get rid of her. She sent the kingdom's most powerful hunter, the Jackal... Prince Yagyu of the neighboring country, who was passing by, discovered Princess Masaharu lying in the crystal coffin and couldn't help but bend down and kiss her..."
"Oh——" The audience suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
Yagyu and Niou, one standing and one lying, looked at each other in bewilderment. Yagyu pushed his glasses and asked, "What should we do now?"
Ren Wang smiled bitterly: "How would I know."
The performances were all chosen by drawing lots, who knew it would be such a coincidence!
The audience had gone from screaming to yelling "Give me a kiss".
Ren Wang closed his eyes and said: "Come on, whether you stick your head out or hide it, you will be killed."
Yagyu looked away in disgust: "No, I'm afraid Rika might have some ideas."
"It's okay, Sakurai has ignored you for a long time!"
Yagyu drew his sword from his waist: "Go to hell——"
The narration was stuck for more than ten seconds before continuing to add amid everyone's exclamations: "Who would have thought that the prince of the neighboring country was actually the new queen's lover! He helped the new queen get rid of him. Uh, Princess Masaharu, just like that - the new queen and Prince Yagyu lived happily ever after!"
“It’s too cold!”
"How weird..." The audience's applause slowed down.
Yagyu also held Oshitari's hand and gracefully bowed out.
Ozaki complained: "Why did it have to be changed like this? And the narration is Yanagi Renji? What kind of imagination does he have!"
Yagyu said calmly, "That's good. I originally thought... the prince in this story might have a necrophiliac complex. Well, now that makes sense."
Oshitari wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.
There must be something special about Rikkai University.
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