Chương 194: Feelings Change Gradually
Seeing the phone that was suddenly hung up, Furuhashi was stunned, then her face turned red.
"I just want to say something!"
With her head buried in the pillow and her feet continuously hitting the bed, she let out a muffled roar.
"Does Shinichi-san care about me? Actually, me too... Is that a line from a shoujo manga?! Writers who write sentences like this will go fishing for tuna!"
Because she was in a room where she could relax the most, Furuhashi was a little presumptuous, temporarily neglecting her own language skills, and her mind was in such a mess that he could say whatever she wanted.
After the bed was nearly broken by her, Furuhashi slowly stopped, hugged the pillow and turned over, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"He should care about me... Otherwise he wouldn't explain it to me so seriously..."
If it was someone else, maybe they would think that meant distancing themselves from him and telling her not to worry about it?
However, Furuhashi could hear it, as if Shinichi wanted to show her a sincere and honest heart. It was a sincere gentle tone.
Simply put, when a boyfriend goes to a girlfriend's house to sleep over, and when he reports to his girlfriend, he almost uses this statement.
Furuhashi took a pillow and slammed it hard on her face, only a patch of red ears were visible between the scattered blue hair.
"My mind is so messed up... My stomach hurts..."
Her own feelings, the feelings of the other party, and her best friend's feelings, all those messy thoughts tangled up in her mind, causing her to wail in confusion.
But...
After placing her hand on the pillow, she gently traced the shape of the corners of her lips and muttered to herself.
"Why am I smiling?"
...
After taking a shower and drying his hair, Shinichi returned to the living room, and the four girls looked at him together.
"Just right." After praising, Itsuki continued eating a plate of biscuits.
Miku held up her phone's camera and pointed at it for five seconds, then leaned against the corner of the couch and smiled lightly.
Nino crouched down in front of the TV, not knowing what she was playing, turning to look at him, but a blush appeared on her cheeks.
Yotsuba rushed to Shinichi's side, sniffed lightly, then looked up and down.
"Well, this look, plus the same shampoo smell as us..."
She seemed to be suddenly enlightened, clapped her hands, and said with a smile.
"It feels like Asada-san is also a member of our family!"
As those words fell, the delicate bodies of the other three stiffened instantly, Shinichi pressed Yotsuba's head, and rubbed her green hair band to cover up his embarrassment.
"Don't talk nonsense, I also bathed in other people's homes, do you want me to be a modern Lu Bu?"
"Hah? What does it mean?"
Yotsuba was confused, but her smile didn't diminish at all, she was still pure and cheerful.
Because of his words, when Shinichi sat back on the sofa, he always felt the atmosphere was a little strange. Even Itsuki averted her gaze in a bit of panic, and her face turned red. After taking a bath in someone else's house, only Yotsuba's energetic voice echoed in the living room.
"Asada-san, is that modern Lu Bu? Is he also the one who just took a shower?" Yotsuba sat beside Shinichi curiously.
Shinichi helped her straighten her green hair band: "You don't know the story of the Three Kingdoms? Once upon a time, in a vast and disputed land, there was a Gundam named Lu Bu..."
While telling Yotsuba, Shinichi saw Nino who pressed the remote control several times, the projection curtain was slowly pulled down, the projector on the ceiling started to operate.
"Lighting control, home theater mode!"
The bright incandescent light slowly dimmed. Even though it couldn't be compared to the pitch black night outside, the figure of the girl beside her was already indistinct.
"Ichika said that she would try her best to be back before 12 at night. Let's watch a movie to pass the time."
Nino walked towards them while talking.
Since there was only one sofa facing the screen, which happened to be the one Shinichi was sitting on that could seat five people, so not only Nino, but also Miku and Itsuki had left their original positions, it seemed they were usually like this.
Seeing that the seat next to Shinichi was empty, Miku's eyes lit up, and her initially slow steps became a little faster, just as she was about to sit down.
Nino took a step forward, sat up as if nothing had happened, and nudged Shinichi beside her, pouting softly to ask him to lean in closer.
Miku was stunned for a few seconds.
Now on the sofa, from left to right are Itsuki, Yotsuba, Shinichi, and Nino. The rim is still empty, but as far as the Mariana Trench in the middle.
Even though it was a corner where she would normally nestle willingly, but in this situation...
"Mmm..."
Staring at Nino, Miku puffed her cheeks slightly, and suddenly said quietly.
"Nino... The washing machine seems to be making strange noises, could you go and take a look?"
In such darkness, Nino couldn't clearly see Miku's face, which was backed against the projected light.
"Could it be that someone didn't take out something in the pocket? Seriously, you're giving me a hard time…"
With a sigh, Nino got up without hesitation, and walked into the laundry room.
Miku stood aside, waiting for her to disappear from her sight, then moved lightly, letting her body lean against Nino's chair.
Only Shinichi saw what Miku had done clearly, turned his head slightly, and met her bashfully.
"I feel like I've done something bad..." With her arms around her knees and her head resting on her knees, Miku said in a weak voice.
"...I didn't see anything." Shinichi touched Miku's stressed head, then quickly turned his gaze back, and continued to respond to Yotsuba's curiosity.
Miku smiled softly involuntarily.
After that, her face was red and she didn't look away until Nino came back.
"No strange sounds? Did you hear wrong, Miku—"
Nino returned to the living room, pausing with a confused expression as she saw the scene on the couch clearly.
Her expression was dumbfounded for a moment, looking straight at Miku who had taken her original seat, and her relaxed palms clenched.
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