Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

It's a pity that sometimes no matter how much you cry, no one will care.

Gradually, I also became able to judge people's faces. My father didn't like me, so I never acted like a baby with him.

Whoever hates me, whoever annoys me, I will not pay attention to, and will not approach.

I also seldom cry in front of people, because I know that even if I cry, those people don't care.

But on that day, full of grievances, I met a very strange boy.

I obviously just wanted to complain, but he suddenly came out and reprimanded me.

But somehow I couldn't hold back my tears, and cried out, which naturally startled the boy, and wiped my tears with my hands in a panic.

This is how we met.

He is a boy with a very indifferent appearance, and even his eyes express his dissatisfaction with the world at any time.

But I know that in this world, no one is more gentle than him.

After meeting him, I seem to have returned to my childhood, when I encountered a little grievance, I would cry out.

Every time he put on an expression of "Girls are really troublesome", he took out a tissue to wipe my tears, and his movements were very gentle, gently sucking those tears with the tissue, as if he was afraid of hurting me generally.

I have always been known for being domineering and unreasonable, and I know those classmates will call me the Queen of Flame behind their backs.

I know, just because I'm a coward!

Fear of being rejected, so I am overbearing, afraid of losing, so I am unreasonable...

But, I'm not smart enough, so I get played around every time.

Rely on Hachiman every time...

Only Hachiman has always protected me and will solve all troubles for me.

I always thought that he would only belong to me for the rest of his life, because Hachiman is surprisingly not popular with girls, and other girls seem to completely ignore the advantages of Hachiman, which really makes me very happy.

However, I don't know when, there are more and more girls with piercing eyes around Hachiman, and they are all cute...

Especially that woman, that woman is so beautiful that people are jealous, and Hachiman's attitude towards her is also very unusual. Although they are always quarreling on the surface, there is always a sense of distance between them that outsiders cannot penetrate.This feeling makes me sick!

Obviously I was the first to meet Hachiman, I am the one who knows Hachiman best...

but......

Like that annoying woman said, I don't know Hachiman at all.

Hachiman's sudden strange attitude confirmed my guess even more.

If this continues, maybe he will go further and further away, and finally one day, I will not even be able to see his back.

Only this, absolutely not! ! !

Hachiman, even if I'm afraid, even if I'm rejected, I won't give up, even if the result is...you hate me, but, if...you hate me, please tell me, so, Although I still won't give up, I will do my best to make you hate me less.

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Yumiko is coming back today...

Good day out.

With this in mind, I left my phone at home early in the morning and went out to wander.

I'm not in the mood to play games recently, so let's find a bookstore to see if there are any good new books.

I have loved reading since I was a child. Although I don't like reading books that cultivate my sentiments, I have formed an indissoluble bond with books.

Books can be said to be an indispensable flavoring agent in my life.

Indulging in books, I can really forget a lot of troubles, I have always been like this.

It's a pity that today I can't indulge in the book at all, and my mind is full of irrelevant things.

Reading in this state is simply an insult to the book.

After closing the novel in my hand, I leaned on the recliner with an inexplicable sense of fatigue.

Suddenly a wave of tiredness hit me, I didn't resist, and slowly closed my eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, I woke up, stretched my waist vigorously, and stood up.

I was about to return the novel in my hand, and I walked towards the bookshelf of the light novel library.

When I moved my eyes to the bookshelf, I found an unexpected person looking for books on the bookshelf.

White and transparent cheeks make people impeccably correct facial features, the legs under the square grid striped skirt are smooth and slender, and the waist-length hair that hangs straight like a waterfall is like a white light in the dim shop as dazzling.

There is only this woman, and I will never admit that I am wrong. The only woman who looks as beautiful as the legendary Yukino is Yukinoshita.

She seemed to want to take the light novel on the top shelf, and stretched out her hand with a serious expression.

Although Yukinoshita touched the spine of the book with her snow-white fingertips, she still couldn't get it off at all.

Yukinoshita's height is indeed not short among girls, but she is still half a head shorter than me at the same age. It is indeed a bit difficult to get the books on the top shelf.

In other words, since you can't reach it, why don't you go to the service desk to borrow it?

This woman sometimes gets real in such weird places...

"Yo!"

I greeted her directly.

Yukinoshita looked at me in surprise, and when he realized it was me, he immediately became expressionless.

"Good day, peeping Mr. Gu."

Yukinoshita's tone and actions are very ladylike, but the lines are not friendly at all.

"Let me get it for you, which one do you want?"

I was too lazy to argue with her, so I went directly to the bookshelf and said.

"The third book from the right on the top floor."

Yukinoshita gave me the order directly without any hesitation.

Although I stepped on my feet, I took off the book with ease.

Subconsciously glanced at it, this library book is a new book by a certain Fei Du, I have already read it, it is a very well written novel.

Yukinoshita's hobbies are not bad either.

"Give."

I turned around and handed the novel to Yukinoshita.

"......thanks."

Yukinoshita took the novel lightly, and thanked me clearly with some hesitation.

"It's nothing."

After I answered casually, I glanced at her and met her eyes.

Yukinoshita hugged the book I gave her tightly to her chest, her face was also slightly red.

Looking at my reflection in Yukinoshita's eyes, I almost lost my mind.

In order to hide my embarrassment, I immediately looked away.

Taking a deep breath, I turned around and left.

After walking two steps, Yukinoshita's voice came.

"That, Mr. Hikigu..."

"what's up?"

I had to turn around and ask.

"It's okay, goodbye."

Yukinoshita whispered while holding the book in her left hand and gently shaking her right hand.

Her farewell gesture was particularly blunt, but somehow it gave me a very cute feeling.

It became a little hot, so I turned around immediately in order not to let Yukinoshita see my face.

"Goodbye."

After a simple goodbye, I left.

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The midday sun was very venomous, basking on my skin unceremoniously, and even made me sting a little.

Really, why should I go out in such weather!

Although I thought so, I didn't have any thoughts of going home.

Passing by an ice cream shop, I was sweating profusely on the road, and walked in without hesitation.

Scooping the ice cream in front of him with one hand, propping the elbow on the table with the other hand, and resting his chin on the palm of his hand, while looking boredly at the advertisement on the super-large screen installed above the head of the clerk across the counter.

I gave up thinking and wasted my youth as if time had forbidden it. Unfortunately, even if I gave up thinking, some memories did not intend to let me go.

Yes, after all, I have been to this place many times with a willful and rude young lady, just sitting here, it seems like I can hear her willful and unreasonable demands.

"Hachiman, this chilli-flavored ice cream is really weird! Help me eat it!!!"

......

"Ah! Hachiman! This vanilla ice cream is my favorite! You are not allowed to eat it first, spit it out!!!"

......

"Hachiman, eat up the leftover ice cream! This is Miss Ben's kindness, don't refuse!!!"

......

"That green ice cream is disgusting. Hachiman! Eat it up!!!"

......

All kinds of memories flooded up, obviously full of irritating memories, but the corners of my mouth curved inexplicably, and I didn't know whether it was a smile or a self-deprecating one.

Anyway, my expression must be very disgusting now, maybe it will scare the kindergarten children if I take a picture of it.

Hiding from the midday heat at an ice cream parlor, I continued to hang out.

Walking casually without purpose, the trees around me have increased unknowingly. When I stop, there is a nostalgic scene in front of me.

Haha, when I was young, I played house wine with Komachi on the sand.

After getting to know Yumiko in middle school, she often came to this park with Yumiko, but they seldom came here after high school.

I've been here a few times recently, but I haven't had a chance to take a good look at it.

The slides, seesaw and swings are still here as well as before.

But after I went to junior high school, I was not interested in these things, but Yumiko was just the opposite.

Even though she was already a junior high school student at the time, she still seemed very interested in these things, but out of some unwarranted self-esteem, I never saw her play.

Except for swinging. Every time I came here before, I would ask me to help her push it, as if she would never get tired of playing.

Suddenly flashed in my mind the picture of Yomiko being pushed high and laughing by me when she was swinging on the swing.

...those are long gone.

You can't go back to the past, the past will eventually become a memory.

Dwelling on the past is undeniably foolish.

Looking up, the sun is still so hot, nothing has changed.

He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, trying to pull out a free and easy smile.

But there was only a stiff wry smile, I'm really a disgusting guy!

Walk to the small river in the park and stand stupidly facing the small river.

What catches the eye is a face with disheveled hair, a tired face, and a pair of dead fish eyes complaining about others.

The moment I looked over, the other party also looked over and showed me a mocking expression.