"Boom--"

In the sky, dark clouds were covered with thunder.

The fine raindrops hit the road, making crackling and crisp sounds.

The surrounding vehicles were loud and loud, and the commercial streets were blocked. Most pedestrians were hugging their heads and hiding from the rain. Their steps were splashing water droplets in the puddles.

The two men holding umbrellas walked slowly, and the game seemed to be leisurely in the crowd.

Yuki Terajima held the small blood-spouting sheep snatched from Iori in his hand, holding an umbrella in his hand, and his brows were faintly frowning.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Shiina Iori, who was covered with a wide umbrella, lit his phone very quickly.

“What are you doing?”

She said as she quietly stretched her head over, wanting to see what was on Iori's screen.

But suddenly noticed the look of luck, and his fingers were extremely sensitive to the original interface and opened a game app interface very skillfully.

Then, as if I noticed the lucky problem, I realized it and said, "Ah? I'm playing the game. There is a character's voice in this game that I match."

"But it seems that because of the skin change, the score is not very high."

Shiina Iori said casually, smiling like a distressed smile.

"Iori's voice?"

Yuki Terajima was a little puzzled and didn't understand how the two elements of game and sound were combined.

When I stretched my head over to look, I saw a character excerpt interface similar to "Idol Fantasy Festival" appear on the game screen. In the character column, there was a handsome and gentle boy with a look that restored Iori's three-pointer, but it was enough to capture all the girls' gazes in an instant, and his name was marked with a character [Sakurai Rito].

The number of love in the lower left corner is taken for granted 9999+

Yuki Terajima glanced at him curiously, and then saw Shiina Iori clicking on it casually.

"Why are you not obedient?"

The sound coming from the screen was completely different from Shiina Iori's usual tone. The strong sense of threat of the voice was filled with a hint of almost fanatical possessiveness, which made people feel inexplicably inexplicable.

Terajima was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously looked up at Iori.

She looked at her directly, and there were such evil and crazy sentences on the screen that were obviously not in line with his style. Even though she was as thick as Shiina Iori, she felt an uncontrollable sense of shame for a moment.

It's like a middle-aged teenager who was discovered by someone he liked when he was sick.

But luckily, he didn't laugh at him, but instead put his body slightly closer. The hot temperature was pressed against Iori's shoulder, bringing a little soft warmth. He held the little hand of the vomiting sheep and stretched out a finger and tapped it on the screen.

"You can only have my taste."

The voice was cold and decisive, and the cold and hard tone was full of almost uncontrollable enthusiasm, and the breath-taking sound mixed with the tone seemed hot.

Shiina Iori couldn't help but turn off her phone and put it in her pocket: "Go back, go home and have the next one to play."

I felt a little relaxed in my heart.

Shino has told me that I will definitely not be able to go back to have supper, but at Fumiki's apartment, no matter Yui or Nagisa, why didn't I reply?

"Can anyone who plays this game hear Iori's voice?"

Yuki Terajima didn't care about Iori's actions, but just asked casually.

"Another...not necessarily?"

Shiina Iori knew that Yuki didn't know this, so she explained: "This is a typical skin-changing and card drawing game, targeting female-oriented, and only the players who draw can hear the voice of the corresponding character."

"And listening to the sound needs to be upgraded and unlocked, so there shouldn't be many people who can hear it...?"

It's only about 100,000 - in terms of game characters, it shouldn't be a lot, right?

Yuki Terajima glanced at him.

In the heavy rain, the wide umbrella held above the two of them was slightly tilted to his head.

"Crazy--"

The sound of rain in my ears became much more obvious in an instant, and Shiina Iori's shoulders became half wet in less than two seconds.

"fortunate?"

He turned his head helplessly.

Yuki Terajima tilted his head and didn't look at him. He only raised his hands slightly tilted a little between the two, like fishing bait.

Shiina Iori looked at her white and tender little hands, and then looked at her dull expression that Terajima pretended to be ignorant, as if she had understood something.

Then, gently hold the big hand on the handle of the umbrella and keep a little gap with the little hand.

The skewed hand was still calm, and the whole umbrella was as if it was fixed in concrete.

The big hand waited for a few seconds, and then the fingertips turned into the palm of the little man's legs, climbed up the umbrella handle and covered it little by little with the other little hand.

The umbrella is straightened by five degrees.

Still a little exposed.

Go up a little further, and go up a little further.

Until the end, hold your little hand completely in your palm.

The umbrella finally got straight, blocking all the water droplets that were wet on their shoulders from the barriers that the two of them clasped together.

"Hmph~"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shiina Iori seemed to hear a little smug.

But when he turned around, he saw Yuki Terajima's unrestrained and calm look, and his eyes met Iori in confusion.

It's like asking him, "What do you think I'm doing?"

Seeing this, Shiina Iori breathed a little relieved and understood that this would be considered passing, so he quickly shifted the topic to another matter.

The two of them just said this, walking towards Funnoki's apartment.

But today's showers seemed unexpectedly long, and there was no intention of stopping until the two of them walked to the vicinity of Zhong Avenue.

However, after entering the residential area, the sound of dripping sounds in my ears quickly disappeared, and the flow of people gradually decreased. In the world dyed by dark clouds, it seemed that only the two of them were left.

And, only the hand that was kept under a wide umbrella, quietly holding.

"Iori."

Until he was about to walk downstairs of the apartment, Yuki Terajima suddenly stopped and called out softly.

"Well, have you forgotten what to buy?"

Shiina Iori turned his head strangely.

"without."

Yuki Terajima shook his head, his expression still looked the cold in the past, but he seemed very serious: "It's just that I thought about it carefully along the way, but I still felt that Iori's voice was heard by many people, which is a bit annoying."

Although her voice was dull, she was very firm, as if she was talking about a very formal event seriously.

It made Shiina Iori a little amused.

"so?"

"so......"

Yuki Terajima said softly, his eyes gradually falling on his slightly thin and somewhat habitual lips, and he subconsciously stepped forward.

The breathing is vaguely heavy.

Shiina Iori looked around out of the instinct of a scumbag.

Just as soon as he glanced over, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed Yuki.

"Dudu——"

Hearing the sound of horns coming from a distance, Yuki Terashima, who had just been grabbed by Shizuna Iori, had instinctively tense his whole body. The next moment, his feet rushed forward like an explosion, pushed Shizuna Iori and pressed towards the direction of the roadside wall. His palm slapped the wall with a "bang" and made a muffled sound.

Shiina Iori, who was held in her backhand, had a confused expression on her face.

"Crash!"

The car that was running rapidly set off a wave on the water-stacked road.

Even though they were on the edge of the narrow road, they instantly wet their calves and pants.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Yuki Terashima's cold face exposed to the rain, whose hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks.

His expression was cold and strong, and his voice became a little low in the rain.

"Is it okay?"

"No, it's okay."

Shiina Iori still had the confused expression, not only because he didn't understand why Yuki's reaction was so big, but also because he could not react to Yuki Terashima's actions just now because he relied on his reaction attribute as high as 20 points.

Then, when he saw Xuyu looking at his wet socks and shoes, he immediately raised his head and squinted his eyes, looking into the square where the vehicle was traveling far away, and seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

“020-83192…”

When Shiina Iori heard the number, she suddenly reacted and covered her eyes suddenly.

"It's okay! We're all okay."

The moment he was blinded by him, Terajima's voice suddenly got stuck.

After hearing what he said, I relaxed a little.

But, he frowned again and looked at his legs.

It seemed like I could have amputated my limbs on the spot.

Seeing this, Shiina Iori breathed a little relieved.

It’s not that he is so broad that he is sank into Tokyo Bay just because he is splashed in water. This way of death is really a bit unfair.

When the car walked away, Shiina Iori saw Yuki's overly wet skirt and remembered something. She took off the outer lining of her body, tied it carefully around Yuki's waist, and tied it with a beautiful bow.
To be continued...