"Ah sneeze——"

On a street in Tokyo, Hashimoto sniffed his red nose and took the tissue handed over by Shiraishi.

"You must be gossiping behind your back, right?" Shiraishi teased.

"I don't remember doing anything wrong," Hashimoto said. "Little Asuka also sent me a gift and apologized."

"Maybe I found out that I bought the chocolate from a convenience store, and now I'm having a tantrum."

"The gift is the same for everyone. The giri I gave to my colleagues before is the same one, so there is no difference. But for you, Mai, the gift is too expensive, it must have cost a lot of money, right?"

Hashimoto thought about the chocolates he received from Shiraishi. The packaging alone looked very expensive, but Shiraishi didn't seem to care much. Unfortunately, she had said that she wouldn't be celebrating Valentine's Day, and it seemed that she was just using it to prevaricate Matsumura.

"Well... I only prepared Nanamin's portion, so it didn't cost much." Shiraishi waved his hand.

"Besides," she frowned, looking aggrieved, and sighed, "if Matsumura knew that I gave chocolates to others, she would definitely force me to accept her dark food, so I just gave it to Nanamin secretly,

Don't tell anyone."

Seeing Shiraishi's exaggerated expression, Hashimoto couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

"Then don't give it to me. Anyway, I'm not very interested in Valentine's Day. Where I worked before, if it weren't for the favor, I probably wouldn't even give it to Giri."

"Nanamin has accompanied me many times. In baseball stadiums and other places, Nanamin is always accommodating to me. I treat it as a thank you gift. You will feel more at ease if you accept me."

"Actually, it's quite interesting. The baseball stadium, it's Mai-like's treat anyway."

The two walked on the street for a while, and the temperature dropped a lot at night. The shop signs were lit up with various colors of light, and the pairs of lovers on the street made the night much more desolate.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Hashimoto shrank his neck.

"Is it cold?" Shiraishi asked.

Hashimoto shook his head.

Shiraishi laughed, and Hashimoto's insistent look made her feel distressed and angry. Hashimoto has a stubbornness in his heart that does not rely on others. He always thinks about solving problems by himself, and even when his eyebrows are burning, he does not even ask for help from the people around him. Xiao

Naturally, a small chill would not pose much of a threat to her.

But Shiraishi would not let her suffer in silence.

Shiraishi pulled Hashimoto to a stop on the side of the street. Facing her confused gaze, he silently untied half of the scarf and wrapped it around Hashimoto's neck. Hashimoto wanted to break away, but Shiraishi held her down with some seriousness.

Shoulder.

Hashimoto saw the slightly cold lines on Shiraishi's face, which seemed to be softened a lot in the charm of the festival. His lips were slightly open, his nose was straight, and his eyes were sparkling. Hashimoto pursed his lips.

, inexplicably, I felt like laughing, but I tried my best to hold it back.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon."

Her voice was soft but powerful. It was not a commanding tone, but it had a calm and soothing power. So Hashimoto calmed down and let her do what she did.

"alright."

Not long after, Shiraishi smiled and took a small step back.

The other half of the scarf was wrapped around the collar of Hashimoto's coat, and its soft touch covered her beautiful neck tightly. The scarf stretched between the two of them formed a smooth arc.

"It's too close," Hashimoto said. "It's hard to walk."

But Shiraishi directly took her arm and said, "That's enough."

Hashimoto sighed and had no choice but to acquiesce to her behavior.

In my impression, the two of them didn't seem to walk together so intimately. They held hands, but they acted in the same way as the lovers on the street. But everyone was indulged in the ambiguous happiness of Valentine's Day, and few people noticed that the two were connected by scarves.

Girls together.

"So we haven't arrived yet? You didn't remember the wrong place, Mai-kun?" Hashimoto complained slightly.

"Isn't it already here?"

They stopped in front of a rather high-end restaurant and looked in. The decoration of the restaurant was exquisite and full of sentiment, and the wooden handrail staircase spiraled up to the second floor.

"This must be expensive, right? Is it okay to eat here?" Hashimoto hesitated.

"ISA chose this place because she has always wanted to try the wine here. She came of age last month and it happened to be celebrated together with Valentine's Day."

Hashimoto wanted to say something more, but Shiraishi had already started pushing her forward.

The waiter standing by the door opened the door and made a gesture to invite you in.

"Let me tell you first, I don't know how to drink."

"Yes, yes, yes," Shiraishi urged with a smile as he pushed her, "Let's go, Sayuri and the others are probably impatient."

——

Zhongyuan did wait for a long time. She stood at the door of the cinema and looked around.

The last movie show had just ended, and couples or friends who had gathered together walked out one after another. Zhongyuan apologized, stepped aside, and stared blankly at the audience as they excitedly talked about the impressive plot in the movie.

She puffed up her mouth and let out a bored sigh.

"Sorry, sorry!" Nakata came belatedly.

It looked like he was having trouble breathing after running for a while.

"Sorry, Riyaxiang, I'll rush over as soon as the live over there ends! ...You're not late, are you?" Seeing Zhongyuan's expression, Zhongyuan asked cautiously.

"Hanana, what do you think?"

Zhongyuan pouted.

She stood in the cold wind for nearly twenty minutes. On this day when love was budding, she stood alone at the entrance of the cinema. Many lovers who entered the theater looked at her with pity, thinking that she had been let go by her boyfriend.

Where is the lovelorn girl from Dove?

"I'm really sorry!" Nakata clasped his hands and begged for forgiveness, "I'm embarrassed to come out alone until the show is over."

"Underground idol?"

"Hmm, it's a Valentine's Day special live. It would be great if Ri Yaxiang comes with me. The atmosphere is super warm!"

"I'm not very interested. Besides..."

Zhongyuan took out the pink paper bag from his bag and handed it to Nakata.

"How can I have time to do this when I go to a live show?"

Nakata took it awkwardly, a little dazed, "Eh? This?"

"chocolate."

"...Hikaka made it by herself? Can I open it now and have a taste?"

Zhongyuan found it funny to see Nakata excited and excited.

"Taste your head!"

Zhongyuan pulled her towards the cinema, "The movie is about to start!"

The movie was recommended by Nakata. Although the plot was exciting, Zhongyuan was always distracted. In the dim movie hall, she tightened the bag in her hand, feeling a little disappointed, but she also felt relieved to let go.

After the movie ended, the two sat in the dessert shop.

Nakata was still staring at the chocolate in his hand with a silly smile on his face, so Zhongyuan had no choice but to order something for her. Soon, drinks and desserts were served.

"Hanana, have you seen enough?" Zhongyuan complained softly, "Didn't you notice the way the clerk looked at you just now?"

"But, this is a chocolate gift from an active idol! Usually you have a chance to receive it! It's still handmade!"

"...Kana, you won't forget that you are also an active idol, right?" Zhongyuan complained.

"This is different from that."

It was obviously the same. Zhongyuan took a sip of coffee, it was very sweet.

She looked out the window. The street was still very popular at this time. Under the dimly lit signboard not far away, the boy mustered up the courage to give away the gift in his hand, as if to express his love.

The girl opposite hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and the two embraced each other.

"Hiyaxiang?"

"ah."

Nakata called her gently, and she came back to her senses.

"What's wrong?"

Nakata looked at her with a half-smile, pointed at the chocolate in his hand and said

"Is this supposed to be a way of doing this for me?"

"Eh?"

"I've seen it all. When Riyaka was watching a movie, she was very concerned about her bag. There should be a piece of chocolate in it, right?"

"..."

Zhongyuan looked panicked for a moment, but quickly pretended to be calm. She held the small silver spoon and turned it twice in the coffee cup.

"Hanana, what are you talking about?" She smiled carelessly.

"It's useless to deny it," Nakata smiled triumphantly, then paused and asked, "Is it okay?"

"What?"

"Aren't the chocolates going to be given away?"
Chapter completed!