My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 318 Has Thorns?

Tsuna heard the sound of a chair being pushed or pulled behind him. Before he could turn around completely, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Nishikata had left his seat.

I didn't pay much attention, and after a while I saw him run back to his seat with red ears, head down and not saying a word, his hand still tapping on his phone.

Receiving a meaningful look from Shoko, Tsuna turned to look at him and asked with concern, "Nishikata, are you alright?"

"No...it's okay."

Nishikata shook his head repeatedly, then put down his phone, looking as if he had breathed a sigh of relief, and the redness in his ears gradually faded.

Before Tsuna could ask any more questions, he saw Ayumi and the other two, who had entered through the back door of the classroom, walk to the empty seat behind Nishikata.

"..." Tsuna saw the three of them trying not to laugh and silently prayed for Nishikata for a second.

Nishikata noticed the commotion behind him and was about to speak when Ayumi Ajitani interrupted him, feigning seriousness: "Takagi-chan, do you have thorns on you?"

Upon hearing this, Takagi touched his shoulder and exclaimed in surprise, "How could I possibly have thorns on me?"

“Hey… I don’t have any thorns on me,” Ayumi Ajitani said, looking at her neighbor. “Neighbor, do you have any thorns on you?”

"Prickly thorns?" The neighbor quickly shook his head in denial: "What normal person would have thorns growing on their body?"

"..."

Nishikata lowered his head even further, took out his phone and switched back and forth between text messages and LINE, pretending to be busy and pretending not to hear.

“Eh…” Ayumi Ajitani’s bright eyes darted around in their sockets, wandering over Takagi and the other person’s faces: “I seem to remember someone saying that he has thorns on him…”

"That's really strange, how can someone have thorns growing on their body?"

“Eh… I’ve heard about it too.” Takagi glanced at Nishikata, who was pretending to be busy, raised an eyebrow, and took in all the details in her crescent-shaped eyes:

"I remember saying something like that..."

He paused, as if recalling something: "It's like... you can be without thorns... but you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ayumi Azuya, with her eyes crinkling with laughter, couldn't wait to interrupt: "You don't have to be thorny, but you can't be without thorns!"

"Hey hey..."

"That's a strange, strange, strangely literary way of saying it. The person who came up with that is no ordinary person..." The neighbor could no longer hold back her laughter and could only cover her mouth tightly with her hands, afraid of laughing out loud.

"No, no, I have to stay away, I'm afraid of getting hurt..." After saying that, Ayumi Azuya pressed down her lips and quickly left the classroom through the back door.

The neighbor followed closely behind, giving Takagi a knowing look before she left.

Knowing there were still two audience members watching, Takagi casually placed her hand on Nishikata's shoulder.

The moment it touched her, she immediately bounced back, exclaiming in surprise, "Ouch! It's prickly!"

He then watched the two figures disappear into the distance, and took the opportunity to ruffle Nishikata's hair. "You? Thorn Bro?"

After saying that, he turned around and followed the two people in front of him, making sure to let his soft laughter reach Nishikata's ears.

After the three left the classroom, Tsuna heard bursts of laughter coming from the corridor into the classroom. He could clearly tell that it was the laughter of Ayumi Ajitani and Rinko Yuma.

When my gaze shifted to the Nishikata, I suddenly noticed something was wrong. He was looking down, so I couldn't see his expression at all, except that his ears were glowing red.

It's just very strange...

Meanwhile, Shoko, sitting next to her, was also trying hard to suppress her laughter, feeling a little embarrassed to laugh out loud.

After this incident, Nishikata seemed to be traumatized, and his LINE posts stopped being updated with any more chuunibyou (delusional) remarks for the next few years.

He only updated his social media once, on the night he successfully proposed to Takagi. The next day, when he went to work, his neighbor Tsuna mocked him with the same words. ————

"Clap clap clap..."

A sudden burst of applause rang out at the entrance of the dance studio, drawing the attention of everyone rehearsing.

"Everyone! That's all for today's rehearsal. Thank you for your hard work."

Ms. Nanase walked into the dance studio and asked her little follower, Ayumi Ajitani, to distribute the cold drinks she had just bought.

When the students took the drinks and wanted to continue rehearsing, Nanase-sensei interrupted them:
"It's so late today, everyone should go home first, otherwise your parents will worry."

After saying that, Ms. Nanase didn't give them any chance to hesitate. She waved them out of the dance studio and didn't forget to lock the door with the key.

Seeing this, everyone could only wave goodbye and leave.

On the way, Shoko watched the sunset cast its glow on the faces of every passerby, and sighed helplessly:
"It's only a little past 5:30, I wanted to practice a little more."

Ayumi Ajitani felt the warm evening breeze on her face, ruffling the stray hairs on her forehead, and defended Nanase-sensei:
"After all, the school festival is next Wednesday, and Nanase-sensei is worried that everyone will be too nervous and that something might happen."

"I can't believe the school festival is next week, time flies!" Saying this, Takagi, standing next to Shoko, turned to look at Nishikata, who was still lagging behind the three.

"Right, Prince Pig?"

"..."

Nishikata, not paying attention, bumped right into her crescent-shaped eyes, his eyelashes trembled violently, he nodded hurriedly and turned his face away, his Adam's apple bobbing restlessly.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, no one noticed his ears gradually turning red.

"Bye-Bye."

"See you tomorrow."

The five parted ways at the school gate, feeling both excited and nervous about the school festival next Wednesday.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Night fell as the temple bells rang.

Standing on the second-floor balcony, Tsuna could clearly smell the earthy scent in the air. He called out, "There might be a heavy rain later. Shoko, do you want to go home first?"

As he was speaking, he turned around and saw that Xiaozi was wrapped in his neatly folded air-conditioning blanket, rolling around on his bed and making the bedding messy.

"..."

"No." Before he could speak, Shoko interrupted him, "I can wait until the rain stops before going home."

Gang locked the window, sat down at the computer desk, and looked somewhat helpless.
"Then you might as well just take an umbrella and go back; you only need to wash your feet." As he spoke of feet, his gaze unconsciously drifted towards them.

But Shoko didn't give him that chance at all, immediately pulling her feet under the covers as well, while giving him a provocative and victorious smile.

"..." Unable to bear it any longer, Tsuna immediately took out a yellowed piece of paper from the drawer and waved it in front of Shoko.

Shoko peeked out from under the covers, looking at the note in his hand with a puzzled expression: "Tsuna... what's this note...?"

She recognized the note in his hand, but didn't know which one he was holding now. Over the years, she herself had lost count of how many notes she owed Tsuna...

A-Tsuna raised the corners of his mouth and handed the note to her: "I need to use the 5-minute lap pillow voucher now."

All those coupons I've been hoarding for years, weren't they just meant to be used when she provoked me? Even though ultimately the right to use them is hers...

(End of this chapter)