"Brother Takashi, your friend couldn't be a woman, right? Generally speaking, we don't buy strawberry cakes for male friends." Hattori Heiji didn't forget to gossip while eating. His eyes, which were curved like arches, looked a little funny.
Are kids these days all that sensitive to emotions? As expected, he was already very sensitive in junior high.
Fujiwara Yuu sighed secretly, but there was no complaint in his tone:
"I cook for you, buy you cakes, and still can't shut you up?"
"It's Saito Masami-sister, right?"
His little thoughts were directly exposed, which made Fujiwara Yu's ears feel slightly hot. He frowned subconsciously, but quickly relaxed. He had not told his inner thoughts to others for a long time. Perhaps this child was the right person to confide in.
Because he was just an ordinary middle school student, he wouldn't be involved in the dark side he was exposed to, so there was no need to worry about him telling others about his own affairs. So after thinking it over, he finally spoke:
"Well, today is her birthday."
Hattori Heiji didn't expect that Toushi-kun would give an honest answer. After all, every time he encountered something like this, he always tried to change the subject. Does this mean that his relationship with him has taken a step forward?
"Is that so? If you like her, would you plan to pursue her?"
Even though the misunderstanding had been resolved, there was still a wall between them. It wasn't because of the organization, but because of the guilt he felt for leaving without saying goodbye five years ago.
His ultramarine eyes were filled with loneliness. He had been forced to leave, and he hated saying goodbye. Saying it would feel like a farewell forever, just like when he sent his mother off at her bedside eight years ago. That feeling was too painful.
"I like it, but it's unlikely that we'll be able to do that."
Hattori Heiji didn't know what had happened between them. As a junior, he couldn't say much. He just picked up the game controller in front of him and threw it into the hands of Takashi Sosuke, raising the corner of his mouth and smiling:
"Brother Yingsi, do you want to play a game?"
"Don't cry if you lose."
"Come on, I'm already in junior high school, how can I cry like a child just because I lose?!"
Fujiwara Yuu just smiled and didn't answer. He knew Hattori was deliberately changing the subject. Of course, his attention was quickly drawn to the game. He realized his gaming skills were still as bad as they had been at the claw machine back then, so... naturally, he was the one who lost, even playing ten games and losing all ten.
"Brother Yingsi, it's so boring to play with you. You died not long after we started."
"……Shut up."
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