Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

Are you the Virgin Mary?Why do you talk like you came to talk out of sympathy for me, and just say that you happened to see me, so I said that the junior named Isiroha Iroha is the most annoying......

"Is that so..."

I replied perfunctorily.

Yi Caiyu was obviously dissatisfied with my tone, and switched to a slightly angry expression like flipping through a book, why should I thank you?I'm going to be kidnapped (referring to morality) when it's over, huh?Isn't this tantamount to admitting that I have received help...

But this kind of thing doesn't matter anymore, I just want to drink a sip of warm max coffee now.

I glanced at the vending machine in front of me, and looked back at Yishiyu who was spitting white steam into his hands.

"Want something to drink?"

What's the matter with the look in the eyes of the prisoner?Hey, don't show a disgusted expression.

"What's the situation? Do you think there is a chance to pursue me when the two of you are alone? Please recognize the reality. It's absolutely impossible to just buy me a drink. I'm sorry."

As usual, he took half a step back and did not forget to bow and salute after quickly issuing the card, and he still didn't catch his breath. This guy...

"It's not...it's just that I want to drink it myself, and I invite you to drink it just by the way."

I made a reasonable explanation, no, this is the truth, right?

"I see...By the way?"

Yishiyu whispered calmly.

"If you want to drink, come and choose yourself."

After I finished speaking, I walked quickly towards the vending machine.

"Hey, oh!"

I couldn't wait to come to the vending machine and quickly scanned the various drinks on the shelves.

"Ah, there is!"

Good luck, good luck, there are still two cans, I quickly put in the change and press the button.

Then there was a comfortable "clang" sound, and I bent down to take out my favorite max coffee, and my eyes naturally looked in the direction of Yishiyu.

Under the white light of the street lamp, she just walked over with slow steps, and the expression on her face was shown more clearly. Although there was no angry expression on her face, she definitely could not be called happy, it would be better to say that there was a smile in her eyes. A trace of melancholy.

Does it make you so sad that I buy you something to drink?I'm so sorry.

"what happened?"

I asked tentatively.

"No...nothing"

Yishishiyu replied weakly, twisting her body.

After taking out the coffee, I straightened up and faced Isiroha, and she moved closer.

Yi Caiyu, who originally looked a little dazzling under the street lights, now looks a little petite and weak in front of her eyes.

"Senior always drinks this kind of coffee..."

Isiroba said jokingly.

"Life is short, coffee should always be sweeter, this is my favorite."

I said proudly.

"Although it sounds unreliable, I have never drank it, so let me try it too?"

It seems that I may attract a loyal customer for max coffee, feel free to fall in love with it, and one day I will become the spokesperson of max coffee.

While quickly tossing the hot coffee in my hand alternately to keep warm, I took a step back to make a place for a color feather to buy.

But the shadow under her feet didn't move. When she looked up, she stood there and puffed her cheeks slightly, making a movement like me reaching out. The girl's standard slender hands looked white and charming under the light.

"Senior, have you forgotten something?"

If it weren't for the sudden words that made me realize that this guy was asking me for money, I might still stare at it for a while, so I hate smart juniors.

Although I was reluctant, who told me to bring this up by myself? It is a genuine causal relationship.

In short, he simply put the money in her hands.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when she took the money, her hands shook, did she feel guilty?

"Thank you, senior~"

Isshiki Yu narrowed his eyes and said with a smug smile.

Well, it's my illusion, I don't feel guilty at all.

After receiving the money, Yi Caiyu quickly walked to the vending machine, her short flaxen-colored supple hair shook in front of her eyes a few times, and the fragrance of orange-flavored shampoo wafted through her.

At this time, Yishishiyu was standing in front of me with his back turned, using his index finger to match his gaze to search for the target, not caring about what was behind him at all, like a cat with its belly facing others, specifically, it is the same as my cat , Damn it was still too close, I couldn't help swallowing my saliva and took a step back.

"That...is this one, right?"

Yi Caiyu pointed to the only one can of max coffee left in the vending machine, turned around and confirmed to me with a smile in a gentle tone.

This kind of behavior of knowingly asking questions with a gentle and delicate tone is Yishiyu's signature trick, but the subtext is actually saying "Look at how cute I am..."

Many boys have no time to pay attention to the importance of the problem, but are attracted by the cuteness of the girl in front of them.

But this level is enough for me to deal with.

"Yes, it's not cute at all, is it?"

I looked at the coffee in my hand and said nonchalantly.

"Really, knowing how to cooperate is the first step to being popular with girls, senior!"

Isshiro Yu turned around and raised his index finger as if preaching.

"Is the first step so tiring? Then I'll stay at the starting point without any expectations."

I replied with a wry smile.

"Hahaha, that's right, it's quite in line with senior's style!"

Isshiroba covered her mouth with her hands and said with a smile.

For some reason her laugh reminds me of another girl with short hair...

The little devil and the big devil are both devils.

A color feather turned to press the button, and then the last can of max coffee came out.

"Hey..."

Yishiroyu bent down naturally.

Wait, the hem of the skirt is rising at an unbelievable speed, oops...it's almost in the danger zone, I hurriedly turned my head away in a panic, and my face started to get hot.

Isn't it common sense that girls should squat down to pick up things in short skirts?This guy did it on purpose...

"Hey...skirt."

I couldn't help reminding.

"Hey, what happened to my skirt? Senior~"

At this time, Isshiroha had already got his coffee and stood up.

Yishiyu held the bottom of the coffee facing each other in the palm of his hand and turned around nimbly.

"......whispering sound."

Accidentally smacked his tongue.

"Could it be that my skirt has moved the hearts of seniors?"

Yi Cai Yulu tilted her head and asked me a question with a demonic smug smile.

Well, this guy must have done it on purpose, it's a shame it was put together.

"...not at all."

Yishiroyu just nodded with a smile "Yeah, yeah".

Maybe it was because my tone sounded a little shaken, which gave Yi Caiyu a sense of accomplishment, a sense of accomplishment?Does that sound a little self-conscious?

Maybe it was too hot, she retracted her thin hands into her sleeves, and clumsily held the coffee in front of her.

"After all, this kind of thing can only be done to seniors..."

Yishiroyu said nonchalantly while looking at the coffee in his hand.

Clearly her expression and tone of voice are nonchalant, but the words that come out of her small, ruddy lips are honey-like sweet words. All in all, Iroha Iroha is a devil.

The skirt with colorful feathers and the red ribbon on the chest swayed in the cold wind.

"Forehead......"

I don't know how to answer this kind of question, well, you won 2:1, next time you must let Totsuka practice with me, absolutely!

There is a bench diagonally in front of the vending machine. I walked over to put the bag down and sat down.

The coffee in my hand turned from hot to warm, so I quickly opened it and took a sip.

Yi Caiyu also sat next to me with a cup of coffee, the tangy orange smell and the sweetness of coffee in my mouth stimulated my nerves.

"Did you enjoy this event?"

To distract myself, I asked first.

"Well, are you okay?"

One Color Feather replied in a low voice.

Didn't he get his wish? But from the tone of his voice, he couldn't tell how happy he was. On the contrary, he was exactly the same as an elementary school student returning from an outing disappointed.

"Didn't Hayama taste the chocolate made by himself, has your strategic goal been achieved?"

"That's true, but I'm still not happy."

The hand retracted into the sleeve seems to be holding the hot coffee in the hand.

I didn't respond right away, but while sipping my coffee, I gestured for Ishiroha to continue talking.

"How should I put it? It's like receiving a gift and realizing that it's not what you want. You obviously just want to shorten the distance between the two, but that invisible sense of distance has never weakened... "

Yishishiyu looked down at the coffee he was holding through his sleeve and said with a wry smile.

'Not the kind of nice guy you'd imagine. '

For some reason, Ha Shan's words suddenly flashed in his mind.

Why is it still fresh in my memory?

Maybe it's because of the ambivalence that the subjective impression that Hayama left on me cannot be easily eliminated.

Maybe it's the resonance and pleasure of realizing that Hayama can't face himself.

Maybe it's just because of the unwillingness to understand the story behind this sentence.

What exactly is...

He should have left his true self in place earlier, and has been playing Hayama Hayato who responded to everyone's expectations, so he didn't want to accept the false emotions that sprouted in hypocrisy anyway.

Where does the confidence come from?In the final analysis, these are just my presumptuous assumptions about him, and I don't have the slightest reason or courage to say these words to Yi Shiroyu.

"yes......"

"Hmm...maybe I'm not the one who can open that door?"

Isshiki Yu looked up at the silent night sky and said thoughtfully.

Isshiroyu who doesn't speak looks quite reassuring... probably?

"It's all because the seniors said 'the real thing', and now it's messed up my heart..."

This sentence sounds to me like "you broke my things, how will you pay me", no, it should be more serious.

"Cough...cough..."

I almost spit out the coffee I just drank, replaced by a constant wheeze caused by the coffee being choked in my throat.

"Senior...really."

Yishishiyu slapped me on the back helplessly, but this technique was too bad, it was like hitting directly with brute force, but it seemed to have some effect.