Love Comes After Learning

The hanging short hair covered her side face, and the box in her hand seemed to suppress her voice, making Asada unable to hear the meaning contained in it.

"So... Asada-san, do you like her too?"

The overly straightforward question made Asada stunned.

The girl raised her eyes again, her eyes filled with calm and seriousness, as if she wanted to get to the bottom of this problem.

"We've known about Asada-san's popularity for a long time...so what we care about is, does Asada-san have other, more favorite girls?"

She suddenly bit her lip and murmured softly.

"No, I'm the one who cares... I should be the only one who cares here."

Unlike the performance in the grades, Yotsuba is not so rough.

She can perceive many things, and she can also understand the feelings of others, but she always doesn't know how to face, handle properly, and express her true thoughts to the other party.

The frankness made in a flash of brain was only that time just now.

Now, she wanted to confess her feelings to him for the second time, just like what Ogata-san did just now.

... Such reluctance to admit defeat, no matter what, there is no way to ignore it.

"Asada-san."

Clover hugged the box tightly in her arms.

"I want to know, does the everyone you mentioned include Ogata-san?"

"I like you, and everyone."

She used to think that all of them were just their quintuplets.

"..."

Under Yotsuba's uncompromising straight gaze, Asada inhaled the cold air in the hospital into his lungs, calming down his impetuous mood.

He is not someone who can only be righteous and strict to others, but speaks in plain words himself.

Therefore, Asada answered her equally frankly.

"Honestly, I'm not sure if it's about my sister, about cute things, or purely between a man and a woman."

"But there is no doubt that Ogata Ritzu is very important to me."

Pupils shrank slightly, and Clover paused for a while before asking in a low voice:

"...Is it more important than Sanjiu?"

"It's incomparable." Without hesitation, Asada replied in seconds, "The feeling of liking is incomparable. Whether it's you, Sanjiu, Rizu, or anyone else, it's the same for me."

Clover seemed to be unresponsive, opened her mouth in a daze, and murmured a few times: "...and, others? Asada-san, are you kidding me?"

She couldn't believe it, but Asada didn't give her room for doubt.

"I won't joke with you about this kind of thing."

Another sentence blurted out.

"Then, Guqiao, too? Love between men and women? The same for us?"

"..."

These consecutive questions caused Asada to fall silent.

He suddenly felt a dry throat, sighed, but could not speak.

——That day, Chika Fujiwara's expression was very similar to that of Nakano Yotsuba now.

Asada still remembers the disappointment and disbelief in their eyes, and the way the remaining flames of hope faded away little by little.

Only he must never forget.

Because it is hard to overemphasize something that is determined to smash and rebuild with its own hands.

It's just that the discomfort and guilt that should be there are still indispensable. As a "murderer" who deliberately committed crimes, he is probably the one with the worst mentality, right?

"I……"

Asada struggled to speak.

The wire in his hand was tightened bit by bit by his palm.

At this time.

"You two, what's the matter?"

Kashiwagi's questioning voice came from the side.

Perhaps after finishing his work, he found them standing in the corner with things in their hands, as if they were talking in a heavy atmosphere, Kashiwagi Nagisa walked over, peeking at the faces of the two tentatively, with a slightly worried tone .

"Just say it if you feel unwell, don't be brave. It doesn't matter if you have something important to say, just leave the work here to us..."

"Ah, hug, I'm sorry!" Realizing that he and Asada chatted for too long, which might drag other people's work, Yotsuba hurriedly lifted the box that had slipped from his hand, and said to Kashiwagi Nagisa with a pretended serious expression.

"Captain, don't worry, the Yotsuba team members will return to the team immediately!"

After finishing speaking, as if she wanted to escape the atmosphere quickly, she shouted slogans sexually, and hurriedly ran out of the meeting room with the suitcase on her shoulders.

"...Really."

Watching her back go away, Kashiwagi Nagisa sighed inexplicably, then turned to look at Asada, with one hand on his waist, and helplessly taught:

"Although I don't know what's going on between you two, but as a man, don't you feel uncomfortable for such a vigorous and cute girl to show that expression?

After both of them calm down, if there is any misunderstanding, let's quickly resolve it.Sigh, obviously the relationship was so good before..."

"... I understand, thank you for your concern."

Asada thanked him with a low eyebrow, and didn't think the other party was meddling, so he turned around and went to deal with the unfinished work.

Glancing at the direction Clover left, his expression was as calm as the sea level, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

The brain is running extremely actively, turning hesitation and decadence into fuel, and igniting a gradually brighter look.

Asada Shinichi is no longer the glass heart that took a long time to cheer up even a little bit of negative psychology.

People who can't even save themselves may not even be able to bear the pressure of two equal parts, let alone any multi-event youth love story.

"Clear the misunderstanding, please...

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Of course, there is no misunderstanding between him and Yotsuba, and the knot in his heart doesn't mean that it can be untied.

He could not, and would not, apply the methods Chika Fujiwara had used to Clover.

So now, the thing to do is...

"it is good."

Having made a judgment in his heart, Asada put the wires into the orchestra's suitcase and speeded up to finish his work.

Then, he walked quickly towards the door of the conference room——

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The feeling of being unable to solve the problem is something that Yotsuba is very used to.

Although I don't like the feeling of being depressed and incomprehensible, I haven't encountered it since I was a child.

Although I can't get used to it, even so, I can still show a cheerful smile when talking with others.

"Excuse me, can I just put this here~"

"Ah, just put it over there, thank you." The black-haired girl was busy counting the equipment, she seemed a bit out of control, she just glanced at her to make a judgment, and then continued to check the list with others .

Clover didn't care, she giggled and was ready to leave, and then went to move other things.

But she didn't expect a voice calling her to stop suddenly from behind.

"That, the classmate with the headband!"

Clover was slightly stunned, pointed at herself and turned her head back: "Hey, me?"

"Yes, it's you." The black-haired girl wiped off her sweat, with pure concern in her clear eyes, "Are you okay? You look so listless, would you like some drinks? My treat!"

"No, there's no need for it!" As if being told directly about what was on her mind, Yotsuba became inexplicably panicked, she quickly declined and hurriedly escaped, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.

"It just occurred to me that there are still many math problems that have not been solved. Thank you for your concern! I will go to work first, see you when I am free!"

blow--

"Ah, ran away...and ran so fast."

It is said that the hospital is the same as the school, it is not allowed to run in the corridor, right?

Seeing the other party's figure running away quickly, the black-haired girl couldn't help scratching her head with a subtle smile.

"Well, there is no solution to the math problem, it must be a lie..."

It can be seen at a glance that that person is really not good at lying.

"Huh...huh..."

Not knowing that others were lamenting one of her shortcomings, Yotsuba approached the door of the meeting room, gradually slowed down, and pressed her chest to regulate her breathing.

Of course, this short distance didn't even have the qualifications to make her breathe faster. The reason why she was panting now was purely a psychological effect brought about by a guilty conscience.

"I, don't you look very energetic..."

Recalling the words of the black-haired girl, Yotsuba couldn't help touching her cheek, and began to examine her heart.

Is it because of Asada-san, is there anyone else you like besides us?

Or was it because he misunderstood Asada-san and finally realized that he is a playful scumbag who can be liked by anyone?

Snapped!

As if to slap all the troubles away, both palms slapped their cheeks, and squeezed a grimace in the middle.

Fortunately, there was no one around, and no one saw her strange expression wrinkled like a plum.

"No matter what, I can't let others worry about me...Cheer up, Yotsuba!"

The lowered hand clenched into a fist, encouraging herself as usual, Clover took a deep breath, and once again showed her flawless signature smile.

Just like Ichika - if you are not good at lying, then just imitate the sisters.