Chapitre 28: A Pair of Playwrights
As if coming from far away, the ringing of the bell entered his ears incoherently and irregularly, causing Shinichi's consciousness to slowly rise.
After feeling the whereabouts of his body, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, yawned, and got up from the table with a sleepy face.
"How long have I been asleep…"
His head hurt a bit, but not like in the morning.
He just closed his eyes and relaxed. When he opened his eyes again, the students in the class had started to stir, making him unable to tell what year it was for a moment.
Fortunately, a soft and pleasant voice reminded him.
"It's been 100 years now. Asada-san has been sleeping for 100 years."
Shinichi was surprised, and turned to see a beautiful girl with long blue hair smiling at him,
"10 years... So it's been a long time..."
Shinichi responded in a trance: "For 100 years, you have looked after me like this and waited for me to wake up, Fumino..."
"Hmm..." Furuhashi's face turned red and she almost lost her acting skills.
Suddenly called her first name, like a lover whispering softly in her ear, and can only feel her little heart jumping up and down, nervous and embarrassed.
This strange feeling appeared for the first time in her life, she didn't want to think about what it was, and could only dismiss it as an acting skill.
Barely keeping her composure, Furuhashi continued to wear an expression filled with sorrow: "Yes, in 100 years, I will miss you so much..."
Shinichi sighed, and replied lonely, "I'm sorry, this is all…"
"No need to apologize, I am your assistant!" Furuhashi shook her head and smiled.
This sentence, without hiding anything, was what she said sincerely.
"Since this is the case, there is something I want to tell you. I wanted to tell you since 100 years ago."
"Eh? Wait, what is that...?" Furuhashi was stunned for a moment, and her face gradually turned red. Her eyes dodged nervously, and her fingers massaged the hem of her skirt unconsciously, but she had no intention of stopping Shinichi from saying those words.
She was looking forward to it, but she didn't want to wait for it. She didn't want to hear it, but she really wanted to hear those gentle words that melted her.
Contradictory emotions continued to conflict in Furuhashi's heart, and she could almost hear her own heartbeat in her ear.
"Fumino..." Shinichi looked at her affectionately, brought his face closer, lowered his voice, raised the corners of his mouth, and his breath was unbearably hot, "I want to say, I like..."
Stop talking!
Furuhashi really wanted to say these words, and then ended this act.
But for some reason, her throat started to dry up, her head was dizzy, blood kept rushing to her face. Her heartbeat was so fast that she felt pain, and her whole body was so tense that she couldn't move.
She couldn't speak a word, and found it very difficult to even make a sound.
In the end, she could only close her eyes shyly, and waited for Shinichi to finish his sentence with a tense face.
Unexpectedly, after more than ten seconds, the last words still had not reached her ears.
Furuhashi opened her eyes carefully, and saw Shinichi turned his back on her, looked out the window, picked up a book and fanned it non-stop.
"Ahh... it's so hot... the temperature in April is really high..."
It was so hot that his body was covered in sweat from nervousness, as well as a blush on his face that could barely fade.
His legs trembled involuntarily, and his fingers holding the book trembled slightly. He didn't even want to look at Furuhashi's reflection in the window, so he just stared into the distance and commented on the scenery outside the window while pretending to be calm.
"It seems that it is noon, everyone is out looking for food. From here, people are dark and claustrophobic like trash. When will the angels blow the trumpets that destroy the world..."
Furuhashi: "😐"
She finally realized that even though it was just an act, Shinichi was still terrified!
Not only was he terrified, but his reaction was bigger than expected with an embarrassed expression.
Although Furuhashi doesn't expect Shinichi to actually confess to her, and she doesn't plan to date anyone. She considered what was happening just now to be an impromptu scene, but when she saw his shrunken head, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Pfft! Pfft hahahahahahaha——"
Furuhashi clutched her lower abdomen, ignoring the eyes of the other people in the class, and just burst out laughing.
Shinichi turned around slowly, and saw her holding her stomach and lifting her head, and laughter kept escaping her mouth.
"Hahahahahahahahaha——Asada-san really... I don't know how to say it... But really... Hahahahaha—— So funny and cute! Ha ha ha-"
The corners of Shinichi's mouth twitched, wanting to get angry, but when he saw Furuhashi's neck, ears, and cheeks dyed bright red, for some reason, he couldn't get angry.
However, there will still be depression from being teased for no reason.
He took the bento bag, ignoring the constant laughter and gathering glances, and left his seat.
"Hahaha...Eh? Wait, Asada-san!" Furuhashi quickly stopped laughing, a confused expression on her face, and a deep apology in her eyes, "Sorry! I laughed a lot, don't be angry…"
"I'm not angry," Shinichi said in a calm voice. He lowered his head and looked at Furuhashi's hand gripping the hem of his shirt tightly, with a complicated expression, "…I'm just going to eat lunch, there isn't much time left for lunch break, it will be too late if you don't eat."
"Really?" Furuhashi finally let go of her hand "I'm really sorry, I first teased you when you woke up, I laughed so much... I..."
Shinichi rubbed his swollen temples, the aftereffect of staying up late had not passed, and now Furuhashi was playing this game for him again.
Shinichi sighed.
"Thank you for allowing me to sleep peacefully for so long, Assistant Furuhashi."
Not only is he grateful for the trouble just now, but this indifferent title should also be able to keep the two of them at bay.
So after Shinichi finished speaking, he purposely didn't look at Furuhashi's expression, but left the classroom directly, and went to his secret dining place – Sakura Pavilion.
Most of the people in class saw him, but he didn't.
The scene where the girl lowered her head and covered her mouth with a blush, trying not to let the sound of her beating heart escape her mouth
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