Chapter 06
During my conversation with Ryoma Echizen, I learned that the Echizen family returned to Japan to live shortly after I left the United States. That's why when I found Aunt Renko and told her that I was going back to Japan, she looked hesitant to speak.
"I thought you, an idiot, would at least leave me your contact information or something when you left me a parting gift, but all you got was a 'Congratulations on your victory, and keep up the hard work!' That was all..."
Echizen Ryoma glared at me unhappily, which made me feel a little guilty.
After all, my decision to return to Japan was very sudden, so who would have thought that the Echizen family had already planned to return to Japan for development? In addition, I was depressed at the time and didn't know where my future lay, let alone leaving the so-called contact information for Echizen Ryoma.
I lowered my head and remained silent, tapping my toes on the floor awkwardly. Ryoma Echizen saw me and sighed inaudibly, then reached out his hand to me.
I subconsciously wanted to slap it.
When we were little, we loved playing this boring game the most. Whenever we saw someone extending their hand, we would slap them first.
But a strong will controlled my hands, and I asked in confusion, "What? Do you want me to slap you?"
He looked at me speechlessly and said unhappily, "Cell phone, contact information, Auntie Lunzi is always talking about you, and that stinky old man, it's so annoying."
Hey, hey, hey, is it really okay for you to call your father a stinky old man?
I complained silently in my heart, but still took out my phone from my pocket and handed it to him. Then, while he added his contact information, I was also looking at him carefully.
After not seeing each other for three years, Echizen Ryoma has grown a lot taller. He used to be a little shorter than me, but now he is half a head taller than me. I still remember that when we were in the United States, we two short guys were often ridiculed by our peers.
Damn it, now I’m the only shorty left!
It's obviously an ordinary blue and white sports jacket, but when he wears it, he looks fashionable and stylish like a trendy brand... Wait, this blue and white sports jacket looks familiar?
Wait--
"Ryoma, are you a regular on the Seigaku Tennis Club?"
Echizen Ryoma looked up, looking at him as if he were a fool.
Yes, Echizen Ryoma has been a strong tennis player since he was young, so it's not surprising that he became a regular on the school's tennis club after returning to Tokyo to study...
"...Nana, your eyes are very dangerous..."
*
After saying goodbye to Ryoma Echizen, I leisurely walked back to the gate of Seigaku where I came from. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, the agreed gathering time. From a distance, I saw that the campus bus that was coming to pick us up was already waiting there.
Sister Xiong was looking around. When she saw me coming, she immediately looked relieved and ran over.
"Nana, are you okay? I just went to the infirmary and looked for you... How are you feeling now?"
I was immediately moved.
Sister Xiong is still the best, she still cares about me.
"I'm feeling much better now... I just had to go away for a while because of something."
"I was looking for you to talk about this..."
Sister Xiong suddenly showed a crazy expression and handed me the backpack that I had accidentally left in the auditorium.
"Just now, a very handsome senior asked me to return your bag, saying that you left it in the auditorium... You sneaked into the auditorium to watch the performance without sitting with me, leaving me alone and bored..."
Then he leaned over mysteriously and asked quietly, "Nana, you met such a handsome senior and didn't even tell me? Look at the clothes he's wearing, it looks like they're from the tennis club!"
"Huh? Tennis club? You know me?"
"Yeah, he came straight to us. I was talking to the class monitor at the time, and that senior named it 'Koizumi Na's' bag that had been accidentally left behind... He was also very polite, and seemed like a gentle and steady type..."
The first face that came to my mind was Ryoma Echizen's face. However, as for Ryoma Echizen himself, he has nothing to do with being gentle and steady!
Looking at Sister Xiong again, she seemed to be already intoxicated by the other person's appearance.
I suddenly understood.
Tsk tsk tsk, another poor guy who was deceived by Echizen Ryoma's appearance...
But then again, I suddenly remembered something very important. "Um, do you know how much the photo of Echizen Ryoma is worth?"
Sister Xiong was stunned for a moment, then took out her phone, "Wait a minute, let me check the price list that Taojing sent me... Echizen Ryoma... Echizen Ryoma... I found it..."
She gasped, then said, "Fuck, 5,000 yen!"
I also took a breath and subconsciously touched the phone in my pocket.
5000 yen!!! Echizen Ryoma, what makes you think you can do that?
I felt a deep hatred for this world that values appearance for three seconds, and then I took out my phone.
"Sister Xiong, I have a photo of Ryoma Echizen. Will you take it for 4,000? You can still make a profit of 1,000 from Momoi..."
Sister Xiong: “Eh???”
Is there such a good thing?
Modo Modo!!
*
The night the study tour ended, I unsurprisingly couldn’t sleep. This was probably because I unexpectedly ran into so many people and things from the past in one day, which made my mind unstable and prone to wild thoughts.
Anyway, I tossed and turned in bed but couldn't fall asleep, so I simply turned on the light and started playing with my phone.
Ryoma Echizen added me as a friend, but we both tacitly agreed not to say a word.
I thought about it and decided to take the initiative to break the silence, so I started bombarding his chat box -
[I love Fujiya so much: Hey, hey, hey, are you asleep? Are you asleep? ]
[I love Fujiya so much: I can’t sleep, please get up and talk to me! ! ! Hurry up! —]
After a while, his news finally came back——
Echizen Ryoma: Are you okay?
[Echizen Ryoma: Why is your online name so weird? ]
I love Fujiya so much: What's so strange about that? Fujiya's candies are just delicious. I love them so much!
[I love Fujiya: Give it to me, freeloader jpg.]
【Echizen Ryoma: Never mind, it's fine now.】
[I really like Fujiya: How dare you say that to me? Who uses their real name as their online username? Aren't you using your real name online?]
[Echizen Ryoma: I use my real name online anyway, and I wouldn't add some strange strangers.]
Wow, you're quite proud of it, you little brat!
But no matter how much I complain, he helped me find my backpack and made me earn some unexpected money. It is only right that I should say thank you to him.
I love Fujiya: Thanks for the backpack thing—I'll buy you a Fanta next time we meet.
But of course I'm using the money from selling your photo to buy you a drink~
I added silently in my mind.
However, Echizen Ryoma seemed a little surprised and confused by what I said.
Echizen Ryoma: A backpack? What backpack?
I was stunned, and then I realized a problem belatedly, that is, the backpack might not really be returned by Ryoma Echizen.
Because if it was really Ryoma Echizen who gave it to Sister Xiong, then Sister Xiong would not be so surprised when she saw the photo of Ryoma Echizen that I sent her. It was just that I was immersed in the joy of making a fortune at that time and ignored these details.
Looking back now, and considering Echizen Ryoma's own reaction...
There is only one truth - the bag was not returned by Echizen Ryoma!!
I instantly thought of the squinty-eyed senior who sat next to me in the auditorium, and the gentleness and steadiness that Sister Xiong described... But how did he know that my name was Koizumi Na?
However, there were some of my personal belongings in the backpack, including my student ID. If someone opened it to identify the owner, it wouldn't be surprising if they knew my name...
Seeing that I hadn't replied for a long time, it was Echizen Ryoma's turn to bombard me with messages——
Echizen Ryoma: Hello? What are you talking about?
【Echizen Ryoma: Fell asleep? 】
I really like Fujiya: No, no.
Echizen Ryoma: I thought you, you idiot, fell asleep again...
[I really like Fujiya: Hey, hey, hey, you keep calling me an idiot. If you keep saying that, you might end up being lonely for the rest of your life!]
Echizen Ryoma: You're saying it as if you can find a boyfriend and not be lonely. We're all friends.
I was speechless. Why did it seem like this guy's ability to bicker had skyrocketed as he grew up?
Without me these years, has he been secretly working hard to improve himself?
No! Wait—
[I love Fujiya: Who said I don’t have a boyfriend? ]
Echizen Ryoma slowly yelled a "?"
Yes, who said I don’t have a boyfriend? I clearly have a boyfriend in name only who I’m dating online!
So I quickly opened Cactus Senior's chat dialog box, clicked on his homepage information, and then casually changed Cactus Senior's note to a big red heart and attached the three big words "Dear", preparing to take a screenshot to show off to that guy Echizen Ryoma.
Because it was my first time doing this, I felt a little guilty. When I exited the page, my hand shook and I accidentally clicked on the following emoticon package and sent it over -
I love Fujiya: [cat kiss jpg.]
I love Fujiya: [cat hug jpg.]
The moment I realized I had successfully sent it out, I was horrified and sat up in a state of near-death illness, launching myself from the bed and beginning to scream distortedly—
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
I hate every chat software in the world that doesn't have a recall function!
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