Amid the noise of fireworks in the distance, the sky in Odaiba was dark after all.

The Gancheng Glory Ferris Wheel finally finished the last round at night. The original colorful light gradually returned to the bright yellow color at the beginning. The slowly rotating long wheel hub stopped in the electric sound hidden in the noise.

The wheel compartment reached the end and stopped in front of the platform.

The door of the compartment opened, and a pair of men and women, who were very common among Ferris wheel passengers, walked out of the compartment.

The girl's face was drooping, her ears were fluttering red, as if she had applied a circle of bright red lip gloss on the edges of her auricles, and her long hair was scattered on her shoulders.

The man had no expression, and there was a shallow crack on his lower lip, which was still bleeding from his blood.

Seeing the two of them in this way, the previous group of passengers who had just walked out of the wheel compartment smiled knowingly, as if they were giving their best wishes to strangers with unknown relationships with simple smiles.

Shiina Iori licked the crack on her lower lip.

When the Ferris wheel reached its highest point, it turned around again. The wound no longer hurts, but it still feels a little uncomfortable.

When the tip of the tongue is slightly touched, you can taste the faint smell of rust and the girl's lipstick smell.

Probably blueberry.

The taste of blueberries is indeed soft, moist and warm.

However, when this smell appears in occasions and moments that should not appear, it often becomes a burden to others.

Shiina Iori only likes the pineapple flavor.

When they left the Ferris wheel platform, Shiina Iori and Miyahara Nagisa walked forward silently.

After a while, one of them flew out from a group of drones flying out of the distance, holding a small box underneath.

Shiina Iori wanted to reach out to get it, but her right hand was firmly held by Miyahara Nagisa and could not be loosened.

So he could only stretch out his left hand and clumsily untied the box tied under the drone.

He handed it over with one hand and took it to Nagisa.

The voice changed from usual plainness and became so gentle: "Happy birthday, Nagisa."

"This is the gift I chose for you."

“…… well, yes.”

Maybe I was too immersed in my impulse just now.

At this time, Miyahara Nagisa did not notice that Iori gradually became calm, and she was relaxed as if she had finally finished something.

After taking the box, there was a slight surprise in his eyes full of shyness.

First, I instinctively wanted to praise it, but as if I didn't want to make myself seem too proactive, I tried to suppress my obviously very happy tone, and hummed as usual, and said in a somewhat delicate voice:

"Did you notice my headphones break..."

"Hmph~"

"You're still careful."

While speaking, the girl raised her head and looked at the man beside her.

The moment I saw his face.

The girl's swaying eyes like water stopped unconsciously.

The joy in my eyes was originally full of joy,

It seems to be replaced by a strange at a loss.

"Just like Nagisa."

Shiina Iori's voice was plain and warm, making people feel like spring breeze, completely gone as if he had just arrived at the amusement park.

It's so warm that it's a little standard.

But he didn't turn his head away, and he just looked at her naked face.

Not concealed.

He glanced at the time on his phone.

Eighteen:19.

Shiina Iori smiled and let go of her hand: "Then...will we be here today?"

He completely let go of Miyahara Nagisa's hand,

Suddenly I was held tightly again.

Hold it in the palm of your hand and refuse to let go.

"OK."

Miyahara Nagisa looked up at him, and agreed with a warm smile: "Let's go home."

He agreed so briskly.

But at some point, her eyes that fell on the headphone packaging had already frozen on Shiina Iori's handsome face that was as warm as a disguise.

It seemed that he was unwilling to let go of any of the subtle expressions on his face.

It seems to have seen through everything.

"Go home together!"

The girl even had her fingertips trapped in the headphone packaging and her lips were slightly pursed.

The other hand was almost white.

The delicate little face seemed to have no notice of anything, and the originally pursed mouth opened a gap, as if it was a fish that had reached the shore inhaled with difficulty.

The air flow rushed into his throat and was defeated by the trembling unstoppable vocal cords.

Miyahara Nagisa's lips were slightly pursed and opened.

He looked up at the man and begged almost in his eyes.

【Don't let go】

The thought that organized and dissipated countless times in my mind could not even make up the sound for a moment, and it just scattered in my surging breath.

She just looked at the man close by her.

Looking at the handsome face full of gentle and gentle smiles.

It is obvious that I can see it every day, but the more I look at it, the more I become stranger.

Maybe I have long been used to his casual and indifferent appearance at home.

Miyahara Nagisa almost forgot that when they first met, the man in front of them had such a gentle and heartwarming side.

Has this cold guy, Iori, ever shown such a beautiful expression?

Still holding it tightly in his hand.

After adjusting his breathing for a long time, Miyahara Nagisa seemed to finally stabilize his tone, and raised his head with a trembling voice:

"Go home together...right?"

"Yes, is that OK?"

The girl's eyes, which were half-closed by her smile, reflected the man's too gentle smile.

It seemed that for the first time she was using such a humble, almost begging voice that made her feel a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Miyahara Nagisa, who had previously hated Shiina Iori's boring face, suddenly felt a sense of anger in his mind.

Anger, fear, regret, worry about gains and losses...

All the emotions that emerged in a simple expression were mixed together, making her want to tear Iori's hypocritical expression apart immediately.

Don't look at me like that.

Miyahara Nagisa's breathing became heavier, and the stiff smile on her face gradually couldn't be maintained. She tightly clutched Shiina Iori's wrist fingertips turned white, but her hands were a little soft.

【Stop laughing】

The man in front of him was just looking at her with the expression hidden deep enough and too easy to see through.

Since Miyahara Nagisa met Shiina Iori,

The first time,

I hate my own eyes so much.

【Lonelyなふおをしてるの~】

【なぜだろう,気になっていた~】

【海づけば,つのまにか~】

【Who is the one who makes me raided, raided, raided, raided~】

Shiina Iori's cell phone ringtone rang again every Monday. He still kept that smile and nodded a little sorry to Miyahara Nagisa, whose smile gradually dimmed.

"I'll answer a call."
To be continued...