"?"
Miyano Akemi really wanted to say, you clearly didn’t say that just now, why did you suddenly change your mind?
Fujiwara Yuya knew that the excuse he made up on the spur of the moment was a bit absurd, but if he continued to practice - he was afraid that he would not be able to maintain the restless power of the wind, let alone calm his accelerated heartbeat.
He lowered his eyes, his bangs drooping limply on his forehead, and held his neck with his left hand as he asked:
"It's getting late, aren't you going home?"
Miyano Akemi looked ahead. She had only been at the Fujiwara residence for about an hour, and the sun, which was anxious to get off work, had not yet completely sunk below the horizon. It was still nearly an hour before dinner time.
He was so anxious to get rid of me.
"Well, it's a bit late. I'll be leaving now!"
Miyano Akemi felt a little bitter. It seemed that it would be better not to disturb his life next Sunday.
Fujiwara Yuu's gaze remained fixed on Saito Masami's face, and he managed to catch a glimpse of the loneliness within. He reached out and grabbed the fabric on the back of her archery uniform, saying something that baffled her:
"You haven't taken off your clothes yet."
"?"
Miyano Akemi naturally wouldn't think in a strange direction, she smiled and said:
"I'm going to the locker room to change. I don't mean to take your kyudo uniform home."
Fujiwara Yuu really wanted to burrow into the ground now. She was saying some weird things. It was obvious that she was the one who wanted to "drive her away", but now she was trying to keep her, just like a bad man who was "playing hard to please".
Forget it, just speak the truth.
"Saito, can we exchange phone numbers?"
He awkwardly scratched his cheek, his eyes looking towards the target in the distance, his voice gradually becoming quieter:
"You will come next Sunday, right?"
Human joys and sorrows are like the changeable weather: it may be pouring rain one second and sunny the next.
Miyano Akemi didn't expect that he would take the initiative to invite her to be his guest. She raised her eyebrows and smiled:
"Okay, I'll come next Sunday."
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The author's thoughts:
Personally, I still like straightforward boys and girls, but since it is a first love setting, the pure love and youthfulness should be maximized.
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