Yui, who had just left her butt and touched her big hand, sat on the ground with a snap, looking at her feet blankly.

The nerves were so dull that they couldn't react.

After a while, I finally felt a pain in my ankle.

It's a little numb, and a little swelling.

Maybe it's swollen.

She looked at her feet and then at Iori.

Open your hands again, and burp while repenting without any pressure:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"Feet hurts, you should just carry it on your back."

It was so straightforward when apologizing.

"Touch your butt."

Even know about bribery.

"You guy, letting you apologize before is obviously like killing your life."

"And do you think I like to touch it?"

Although it feels really good.

Shiina Iori's middle fingers were closed together and gently poked Yui's little forehead. Yui didn't care and covered her ankles and smiled foolishly.

It seems that drunk people not only have poor brains but also have intermittent faces.

"like."

Although Yui's pupils were so confused that she was almost out of focus, she still nodded with certainty.

Extremely straightforward.

"You..."

Shiina Iori looked at her helplessly, squatted down and helped her take off the shoes from her sprained leg.

In the end, Yui was caught.

"If you use your feet, it will itch."

Shiina Iori looked at her for no reason: "You guy is really drunk, right?"

"Not drunk!"

Yui was very energetic at this moment: "I'm not drunk."

"That seems to be really drunk..." Shiina Iori nodded, "Let's go, let me see how you sprain."

"......oh."

Yui let go of her hand so weakly that she didn't dare to continue to be sneered.

Shiina Iori pulled down her shoes and socks and took them aside, lifted Yui's little feet, and looked at them with the dim moonlight.

There is nothing to do with the ankle, it’s just a simple contusion, and there is a swollen bag on the side of the ankle.

The little feet are also white and soft.

Shiina Iori played with her under her hands... and she was activated with blood, and suddenly she said a little funny: "Yui, you have been talking about Nagisa."

"Um."

Yui sat there blankly, watching Shiina Iori squat in front of her and rub her feet openly.

"Natsui Jiang... is actually very boring."

"The family is rich, cute, versatile sports, and nine consecutive gold medals are drawn, but the brain is not easy to use, and even calculus can't be done well."

"It seems like a happy child, but hiccup."

Yui looked up at Iori with a dim look: "Have you ever met anyone calling her?"

“…”

Shiina Iori didn't answer.

"No?"

Yui asked and answered: "Although he had the conditions to live a full life, he was forced to become a dead house like me."

"But, my homework was chosen by myself, and I like to play games."

"But Nagisa is too stupid and has a bad view of people. They all make friends."

"Does Iori know? Nagisa was a bad guy before, but it was Shibuya-style."

"The reason is that I want to experience what it feels like to be surrounded by a few people."

"Puff puff puff..."

Yui smiled strangely and lowered her head.

"The only time I chose the right person was... hiccup."

"Iori."

Shiina Iori was silent for a few seconds: "It always makes people feel incongruous when saying something like 'It's because I'm too stupid' from Yui."

"Ha~? Do you look down on me?"

Yui sat on the ground, her long hair drooping on her shoulders, her big eyes half-closed and her face was faintly rosy.

The tone of voice pulls a long accustomed voice.

"I was also a person who played in various games in JCC and LTA back then! You guy! How dare you underestimate me!"

"Believe it or not, I'll take out all the strange things in your computer!"

Shiina Iori was helpless: "You obviously put those things?"

Yui stopped talking at once.

It seems that's the case.

Shiina Iori seemed to have a little inquiry: "If it were Yui, would you like me to become Nagisa's boyfriend?"

Hearing this, Yui, who was sitting on the ground, whose pupils that had originally spread faintly suddenly tightened.

If Iori becomes Nagisa's boyfriend, he should... be able to successfully end his relationship with him, right?

It's clearly in line with my original purpose.

But as soon as you open your mouth,

The voice became stuttering.

"What does it have to do with me!"

"You, you, do you think I care?"

"Stop being smart! Big bad guy!"

"Is it amazing to be nice?"

"Really!"

Yui was talking, and suddenly pulled her feet out of Iori's hand with an unhappy look on her face: "I won't rub it for you!"

"Carry me! Go home!"

“Yes, yes.”

Lie on Shiina Iori's broad back, Yui tilted her head and looked at Shiina Iori's side face.

Like ordinary people, they have eyes and mouths.

But under the faint and quiet moonlight, it is like a nasty painting on earth.

She just looked at it in a hazy way, and the drunkenness seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frosted glass in front of her eyes, making people feel a sense of floating far and near.

This sense of nothingness made it difficult for her to relieve even if she held the other person's clothes tightly.

It seems to disappear at any time.

Yui Igarashi looked at him silently, and then thought of Iori squatting in front of her, as if he was accidentally asking.

Somehow, a burst of anger suddenly surged in my heart.

A little angry.

No, I'm very angry!

"Iori."

"What's wrong?"

Shiina Iori was halfway back when she felt her thighs clamped against her body suddenly tighten, and the little hands that were strangling her neck suddenly exerted force, and the earlobes were suddenly wrapped in some familiar perception.
To be continued...